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In fact, Zhou Yan was nothing serious, he cleaned up the man who came to ask for money, strongly stated that his father and mother were already dead, and after warning him not to make trouble again, he went to have a bath. After taking a bath, I fell asleep after I was done.

This time he slept for a long time, dreaming of the horrible things that had gone away from him, and thinking about the past would make his whole body cold.

When Qin Ting came to Zhou Yan's house, grandma had already cleaned up the house, and greeted Qin Ting with a smile when she saw Qin Ting coming, and after hearing his reason for coming, she brought him into Zhou Yan's room.

"Go back after you have a look," said grandma, "Yan Yan has nothing to do, just take a rest when you are tired."

"Okay," Qin Ting said, "It's just that he...is fine."

When Zhou Yan woke up, Qin Ting was sitting beside his bed, watching him intently.

Zhou Yan, who was originally sane, suddenly turned into a showman. He originally planned to find a time to show Qin Ting his miserable past. Why is it not a story?

So, Zhou Yan pretended to be dazed and opened his eyes, his whole body trembling, and his teeth were chattering.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Ting wanted to touch Zhou Yan's head, not to mention how nervous he was, but Zhou Yan waved him away.

Zhou Yan sat up, hugged his legs and curled up to the head of the bed, his eyes were burning with fire, his body was shaking even more violently, every word he said was full of anger and hatred: "You know what my parents are? Are they the worst kind of people? They are the worst kind of gamblers, street rats who hide in dark corners and take drugs, are animals without conscience! They deserve to die!”

Qin Ting stood at the head of the bed, his heart beating violently all the time, he even found his legs trembling a little, but he still dragged his trembling legs and walked in front of Zhou Yan.

"It's all over," Qin Tingfang comforted him with a soft voice, and put his palm on Zhou Yan's thin back and squeezed gently, "They are all gone, don't be troubled by these anymore, you told me, Zhou Yan You told me, you told me when we first met, you can only laugh when you think about it, so now I want you to laugh, I only allow you to laugh."

Zhou Yan lowered his head, his body trembled even more, and Qin Ting's nerves tensed up at that moment.

"You..." Before Qin Ting finished speaking, he heard Zhou Yan's suppressed laughter, and then saw Zhou Yan's raised smiling face.

"Papa Qin," Zhou Yan said with a smile, "you are really domineering."

Seeing that he finally relaxed, Qin Ting couldn't even get angry, but squeezed his shoulder hard, and said angrily, "Of course your father is overbearing."

"En." Zhou Yan held Qin Ting's hand that was still on his shoulder, then tilted his head and kissed the back of his hand.

Qin Ting thought he was dead.

Almost to death.

I don't know how to react before I die.

Don't say anything at this moment, his heart is beating wildly and his nerves are tense, he is even fucking stagnant for breathing now!

It seems like a fucking long time.

"Thank you." Zhou Yan kissed the back of his hand again.

Qin Ting's breathing became smoother, and he started to become a little short. He took a few steps back in a panic, and asked with difficulty: "This... is this a ceremony for you fake lucky ones to express their gratitude?"

"No," Zhou Yan said with a smile, "This is a ceremony for us lucky ones to express our liking."

Qin Ting felt that he might have died completely, but after hearing this sentence, his brain couldn't give any response.

But Zhou Yan didn't give him time to react. After he finished his sentence, he continued: "I like you." Then he turned over suddenly and dragged him to the bed, sealing his mouth tightly. lip.