Weird Gacha Machine

Yin Mu didn't wake up until noon the next day, and was still woken up by urinating.I went to the bathroom with my heavy head on my head, and gradually returned to my soul.

If I remember correctly, at least one and a half bottles were wiped out last night. Anyway, in the end Song Qingqiao didn't even shake while walking, and Boss Yin was obviously unconscious.Drunk is not too drunk, just sleepy.

【Boss Yin, why haven't you come to class yet! ! 】

[Old Wang's fucking roll call! 】

[You have been recorded as absent from class, Mr. Yin, the scholarship for this semester has been wasted. 】

[Return a message, Mr. Yin!Don't let anything happen! ! ? 】

It's all messages from Brother Huang.

【over slept. 】

After Yin Mu replied, he threw the phone on the bed. Anyway, there was still 5 minutes left before get out of class and it was too late to rush there. Let's take a shower first.

Yin Mu came out of the shower and looked at his phone for another four or five messages.

[Fuck, the person who has known you for three years and even arrives on time for public classes actually missed professional classes? ? ? 】

[Mr. Yin, tell me honestly, did you do something with Brother Qiao last night! 】

【You wait, I'll come to your house to find you! 】

[Boss Yin opens the door! 】

Xu Huang's move is full of power.

Brother Huang went into the room and saw that Song Qingqiao's room was just a knock, without panting.

"Song Qingqiao, get the fuck out, I know you're inside."

Aunt Xue fucked you? ? ?

"How do you know he lives in this room?" Yin Mu asked.

"Instinct, fuck me, did you two drink last night?"

Aren't the wine bottles still on the table?Yin Mu nodded.

"Mr. Yin, I really admire you. You are the second person who dares to drink with Brother Qiao."

"Who's the first one?"

"Lu Mao."

Expected.

Song Qingqiao suddenly opened the door, feeling that she had been awake for a long time, and she didn't seem to be hungover at all.

"Brother Huang."

"Fuck, do you know that you caused Boss Yin to be marked as absent from class! Give me a laugh!" Xu Huang was really moved, Boss Yin's number one fan.

"Be clear, Mr. Yin insisted on drinking with me."

"Won't you fucking refuse? Are you stupid? Are you told to drink and you drink it!?"

"Boss Yin, you have to judge me." Song Qingqiao looked at Yin Mu innocently.

"Huang... Brother Huang, don't blame him."

Xu Huang was so angry that the big gold chain crackled: "Don't speak for him!"

Yin Mu shut up.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if the two of them are arguing.

There was a knock on the door.Yin Mu learned to be smart this time, so let's look at Maoyan first.

? ? ?Meng Ji?

"Brother Xiaomu." Meng Ji wore a white dress, so beautiful that he couldn't help but say, "I'm looking for Song Qingqiao."

"Oh, Brother Qiao, someone is looking for you." Yin Mu was so tired that he panicked, why did this girl come to the door directly?

Song Qingqiao went out without even letting Meng Ji in: "Go out and talk."

Xu Huang's heart fluttered after seeing Meng Ji obviously, with a nympho face.

"Boss Yin, can you introduce this girl to me?"

"Brother Huang, forgive me for being powerless, this girl likes Brother Qiao." I didn't tell him about asking Song Qingqiao to watch a movie, so as not to make him sad.

"Anyone who likes Brother Qiao has no future. Tell her to give up and fall into my arms as soon as possible."

It's really hard to think about it when you put it in your arms, okay?

"What if Brother Qiao takes a fancy to it?" Yin Mu asked.

"Impossible, Brother Qiao has never looked at anyone." Xu Huang smiled confidently, "The more people who want to talk to him, the more they will be hit hard. There is no room for it."

Depression itself is an emotional disorder, with reduced ability to perceive the outside world, and sensitivity and vulnerability triggered by many aspects.

"Hasn't he ever been in love?" Yin Mu had previously imagined that the illness was caused by emotional injuries when he was young, and it seems that this conjecture has been rejected now.

"there has never been."

Why?domestic violence?Childhood shadow?In fact, Song Qingqiao didn't reveal that he was a depression patient. If Yin Mu hadn't discovered this fact after getting along with him day and night, maybe he could have kept it a secret for a long time.This kind is often the scariest. If there is no abnormality, it will be abnormal, and if it is not sick, it will be sick.However, the possibility of being gradually cured is not ruled out.

Song Qingqiao took Meng Ji downstairs and sat on the garden bench at the back of the building.

"Did you see the news yesterday?" Meng Ji asked him.

"The phone fell into the toilet." He opened his mouth when he was sloppy.

Meng Ji didn't question him either: "Remember to recruit new recruits in the afternoon."

"Don't go."

"Didn't it be agreed before?"

"I wanted to go before, but now I don't want to." Song Qingqiao stood up and smiled at Meng Ji, "And senior sister, don't come to my house casually, Yin will always be unhappy."

Meng Ji was at a loss for words for a moment: "What's wrong with him?"

"It's not against you, it's against anyone." Song Qingqiao walked back, "Anyone who makes President Yin unhappy."

"That's why you refused?!" Meng Ji caught up with him and held him back, "Do you really like him, Yin Mu?"

Song Qingqiao clicked her tongue: "Tsk, you brothers and sisters are indeed brothers and sisters. They like to come and go all day long. Apart from emotional issues, there is nothing else to think about? Your love is the biggest in the world, right?"

He has the same love brain as brother Huang, only kiss me and I love love, it's really confusing.

Meng Ji already had tears in his eyes when he heard this, and said in a crying voice, "Don't give me ambiguous answers."

annoying.

"I don't like him, and I don't like you either."

I don't even like myself.

Xu Huang only found out after listening to Yin Mu that Song Qingqiao spat on her phone last night.

"This is the inevitable fate of Brother Qiao's mobile phone." He sighed deeply, "Boss Yin, let's go out to eat."

When the two went downstairs, they happened to meet Song Qingqiao, and Xu Huang received a call from Lu Hengliang.

"Brother Qiao, I'm looking for you." He handed the phone to Song Qingqiao.

Song Qingqiao answered the phone and said something happened, and then hung up.

Seeing the surprise, Xu Huang yelled and asked what to eat.

In contrast, Yin Mu felt that it might take some time for him to adapt to the way of getting along with them.

I found an online celebrity western food restaurant that opened nearby, and Lu Hengliang also came over.

"Here you are." He took out a bent blue leather envelope from his schoolbag and gave it to Song Qingqiao.

The envelope is exquisitely crafted, and the seal is still a red lacquer seal, which does not look simple.

Song Qingqiao sat next to Yin Mu and pried it open with a table knife. There was an off-white card inside.

Invitation card?

"What is this?" Xu Huang asked first.

"The results of the rematch of the summer vacation illustration competition." Song Qingqiao took out the card with pale and thin fingers, and there were a few lines of gold-plated English on the off-white background.

Yin Mu leaned over and took a look, fuck, invite Song Qingqiao to Japan to participate in the finals? !Just in October.

"The previous one? There's not much bonus." Xu Huang ate a piece of potato wedges, lacking interest in art.

"This is an international competition, Brother Huang, do you understand what is an international competition? It's for the entire Asia-Pacific region." Yin Mu looked at Song Qingqiao's face, and that person also laughed.

"Am I very good?" Song Qingqiao found Yin Mu's reaction interesting.

"Pretty good!"

Xu Huang and Lu Hengliang seemed to have become accustomed to Song Qingqiao's talent in art.It's as if he took part in any level of competition and achieved any results for granted, that is, he will not be surprised because the award is too big, nor will he be questioned because he is not named on the list.

But Yin Mu was different, especially after seeing Song Qingqiao's entry, the shock was indescribable.

Genius, the vocabulary flashed in his mind at the first time. As a layman, he doesn't understand illustration, or even art.He couldn't figure out something like this unfathomable, and couldn't give an accurate definition.But Song Qingqiao did it with ease, tragic and vivid, small and grand.

At this moment, Yin Mu could vaguely understand the outline of the huge volume of art, about the world he never knew.

After getting to know Song Qingqiao, she was always at a disadvantage.

"Boss Yin, have you ever been to Japan?" Song Qingqiao woke up Yin Mu who was stupefied.

"No." Parents are so busy with work, where will they find the time to take him around the world.

"Would you like to go play with me?" Song Qingqiao lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, "I haven't gone abroad with anyone else yet."

This kind of thing, of course, has to be agreed.Yin Mu participated in the school's postgraduate interview in late September, and the three-month internship period began in October, which is equivalent to a long blank period for exempted students. It is a good thing to take advantage of this time to go out and see the outside world one pile.The most important thing is that now he has a partner, a partner who can explore the world together.

The final was held in Tokyo, the capital of Japan, and lasted for two days. Song Qingqiao was divided into the fourth group, that is, the competition was held in the afternoon of the second day.The game time was after the National Day, which happened to be the off-season, and the air ticket price dropped from four to five thousand to just over two thousand.This could be regarded as Yin Mu's first time traveling far in his life, he was inexplicably excited.Thinking about Song Qingqiao going on a trip with me... It's not bad after all.

For the remaining half a month, both of them are busy with their own business. Yin Mu is busy preparing for the interview, contacting the tutor, and doing passport check strategies, etc. On the other side, Song Qingqiao always leaves early and returns late. I'm busy with something, but I can't see it.In a blink of an eye, it was National Day, and apart from buying two plane tickets, the two of them hadn't even discussed plans yet.Does it look like the fuck is going out to play?

Yin Mu wanted to say forget it, she can't count on Song Qingqiao, everything still depends on herself.Then sit in the living room and read the strategies written by those people on the Internet while making your own plan, Song Qingqiao, you just wait to be arranged clearly.

The tinkling sound of the key, I searched for a long time but couldn't find where the keyhole was, and when I found the keyhole, I was right and couldn't match it for a long time.Yin Mu sighed and got up to open the door for him, Song Qingqiao was not usually drunk tonight.

Seeing the door open, he shouted: "Mr. Yin!" Then he fell on Yin Mu.

How much did you have to drink?Can Song Qingqiao get drunk?

"If you're seriously dead, let me open it." Yin Mu neither pushed nor hugged.

Song Qingqiao rested her head on Yin Mu's shoulder and muttered, "Boss Yin, what time is it?"

"Let go first!" Yin Mu took a lot of effort to remove him from his body, and then carried him into the room.

A drunk person was as heavy as a weight, Song Qingqiao lay down on the sofa and yelled for water.

What a fucking ancestor.

Yin Mu refused to open his mouth after being poured by him, it was really terrible.Mr. Yin, who was like an old lady, had to take off his shoes, schoolbag, and glasses for him. This guy felt comfortable, and fell asleep and began to snooze.

"Hey, brother Huang, did you drink today?" Yin Mu called Xu Huang.

"No, I'm at home, what's the matter?"

"Brother Qiao is drunk. I'll ask him as soon as he comes back."

"Fuck!? Joe is drunk!?"

"Yeah, it's okay, I hung up."

"There is something! There is something big!"

"If you have something to say, it's okay."

Xu Huang on the other end of the phone paused for a moment: "I guess he's drunk beer, Brother Qiao will be drunk when he touches beer."

Isn't this bullshit.

"Boss Yin, thank you for your hard work, just ask him who he has been drinking with."

Brother Huang can use idioms after not seeing him for a few hours.

"Brother Qiao." To be honest, Yin Mu was quite curious about who Song Qingqiao went drinking with, "Can you hear me?"

"I'm not deaf." Song Qingqiao stood up and sat up, saying so, but her eyes were half-closed and she didn't seem to be awake at all.

"Who did you drink with today?" It's fine if you're not sober, who dares to ask if you're sober.

Song Qingqiao hesitated for a while before saying, "Ex-girlfriend."

Fuck me, didn't Brother Huang say that he had never been in a relationship before? An ex-girlfriend came out of nowhere.

"Resurrection of old love?"

Song Qingqiao shook her head and said, "Your ex-girlfriend."

Knowing that it was Yin Mu's ex-girlfriend drinking with his mother.

"Is she drunk too?"

"I don't know, who the hell cares about her." This person has two faces before and after drinking, and he dares to swear.

Seeing him like this, Yin Mu was overjoyed: "She is actually willing to let you come back."

"I'm not a drunken chicken on the street, how can I pick it up for her?" He said it slickly one by one.

"Brother Qiao, go into the house and go to sleep, I have something else to do."

"Sleep sleep fart, I don't fucking sleep, if you mess with you, I won't make noise."

Song Qingqiao's current state, if I have to describe it, looks like a big dog.Thinking of this, Yin Mu almost laughed out loud: "Okay, be good."

If it's not noisy, it's really not noisy, Song Qingqiao sat there by herself like a child who was criticized and sulked.

The good times didn't last long, and within 5 minutes, they leaned over to Yin Mu's computer and asked, "Mr. Yin... what are you doing?"

"As a strategy, didn't you say you don't make noise?"

"I'm not arguing, I'll just... have a look." Now he looks like a koala again, even the way he raises his eyelids is exactly the same.

No, something is wrong.Yin Mu turned his head to look at Song Qingqiao, stared at his face for a long time and studied: "Brother Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingqiao hasn't smiled since she came home, it's so strange, to be honest, Song Qingqiao rarely doesn't smile.No matter how reluctant the occasion was, he could still put on a smirk, at least the corners of his mouth were raised. He came back today with a feeling of frustration.No smiles, not at all.

"Huh?" Song Qingqiao asked him back.

"What happened?"

"What is it?"

Two people ask each other back and forth, throwing a question back and forth.

"You try to pretend to be drunk again, I guarantee that your face will be swollen into a big pig's head tomorrow morning." Yin Mu threatened.

Song Qingqiao sighed, realizing that he had been seen through: "I really annoy people like you, and you will expose people every now and then."

"Either say it, or get out of your stomach." Yin Mu said.

"Boss Yin, why are you so arrogant." Song Qingqiao laughed, and finally laughed.

"There are two words behind it, arrogant." Yin Mu closed his notebook and sat next to him, "Don't talk to me, while I'm still willing to listen."

Song Qingqiao lit a cigarette, put the back of his head on the back of the sofa and vomited the cigarette into the sky: "If I'm with your ex-girlfriend, will you be angry?"

ha?Yin Mu didn't react for a while, and after sorting out this sentence, he also lit a cigarette: "It's none of my fucking business."

Even if Song Qingqiao didn't know Yin Mu, he would still know Meng Ji. It wasn't because of Yin Mu that he and Meng Ji met.On the contrary, after getting to know Yin Mu, he had to ask Yin Mu how he felt, which was the most unbearable thing for Yin Mu.Why do they have to involve this ex-boyfriend who didn't know how long ago?What's more, as I said long ago, I didn't get together with Meng Ji because of liking, and I had to ask if I would be angry.To put it simply, it has a rough relationship with Yin Mu.

"Have you ever liked someone else?" Song Qingqiao changed the subject suddenly.

Yin Mu shook his head without thinking.

"Me neither." Song Qingqiao laughed stupidly for a moment, "I don't like her."

"Then you fucking said you want to be together again."

"It's her who insists on being with me."

"Then if you ask me, it proves that you really want to be with her."

"No, I just can't figure it out."

If we're not together, there's something so fucking hard to figure out.

"That's your fucking idiot." Yin Mu put out the cigarette butt, no longer wanting to continue talking with Song Qingqiao, "Do whatever you like, you can do whatever you want."

Yin Mu felt that it was a waste of time to talk nonsense with Song Qingqiao here, because he couldn't think about it, so he was worried about whether he was in a good mood, so it was better to sleep.As soon as he stood up, Song Qingqiao pulled him back onto the sofa, and then locked him in an oppressive posture between the back of the sofa and Song Qingqiao's arms.

"Being angry?" Song Qingqiao said provocatively, "Mr. Yin, your ability to control your emotions is not good enough."

Yin Mu didn't realize until Song Qingqiao punctured her: "...I have lived a few years longer than you, so I don't need you to teach me."

"I didn't mean to teach you, I just forgot to tell you." Song Qingqiao raised his hand to stroke Yin Mu's hair, "Let's go get a haircut tomorrow."

The author has something to say:

Feelings are all about drinking :)

Some people you know at a glance, maybe we can be drinking buddies :)

Well, well, the second illness will be over soon :)