opposition

"It's easy to talk about," Qin Ting looked at Zhou Yan's nickname, and smiled at the first glance, "Your grandfather Zhou, you are no more low-key than me, and your ambition is even greater."

"I just thought about it casually!" Zhou Yan was inexplicably embarrassed by his laughter, "You are laughing!"

"Then I thought about it randomly!" Qin Ting still smiled, he turned his chair around, put his legs on the computer table, took half of the watermelon on the table with a spoon, and ate it.

"By the way, show me your avatar." Qin Ting turned around again with a spoon in his mouth, stood up abruptly and moved his head towards it, "Let me see if your avatar is as ambitious as mine."

Zhou Yan's profile picture is quite unambitious, but rather depressed. The whole picture looks like a blood-stained dark red. Only when you zoom in can you see the two small characters in black in the dark red - rot.

"Where did you find the picture?" Qin Ting sat back, "I thought your avatar was also called Grandpa or something, you have to visit suicide groups or dark post bars to find pictures of this style, right? "

Zhou Yan bit the last bit of chocolate in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I didn't think much about being a generation older than you."

"What is a generation older than me?" Qin Ting suddenly realized after asking, and then immediately cursed back with a smile, "Fuck!"

Zhou Yan didn't speak again, leaning on the bed and swiping his phone.

Qin Ting suddenly became a little upset. In his opinion, he was truly moved by his kindness today. Not only did he not hurt a person who had hated him for a long time, but he also helped him.

It's almost time to select the most powerful award of the year.

Just when Qin Ting was so upset with himself, Zhou Yan suddenly said, "I didn't find it anywhere... that picture was... I made it myself, the blood... the blood was taken by me." .”

His voice was hoarse as he had just suffered from hypoglycemia, but what he said seemed to be a bomb in Qin Ting's ear, which made his whole heart tremble at that moment.

Qin Ting rubbed his thumb on the knuckles of his middle finger, and asked with some difficulty: "Then...that blood...who shed it?"

Zhou Yan raised his head, which had been lowered all the time, and the flashing light of the mobile phone drew a fluffy edge on the outline of his entire face. Zhou Yan's eyes were not very big, but their shape was beautiful. At this time, he My eyes are a bit like when I just had hypoglycemia, they are slack and unfocused.

Qin Ting is not a good person, but he is not a villain who likes to poke people's pain.

"It doesn't matter what you don't want to say." Qin Ting smiled, trying to lighten the atmosphere, he even hugged the other half of the watermelon, "Do you want to eat watermelon?"

Looking at the bright red watermelon, Zhou Yan didn't reach out to pick it up, but answered Qin Ting's last question: "It belongs to my parents. The blood... belongs to my parents."

Qin Ting's hands shook, and he almost smashed the red-fleshed watermelon to pieces. He felt guilty: "I'm sorry. I shouldn't ask so many questions."

Surprisingly, Zhou Yan's reaction was quite indifferent: "I'm sorry, they are all damned people, I just laugh when I think about it."

Qin Ting raised his eyes in shock and looked at Zhou Yan, who indeed had a smile on his face.

It is still the kind of smile that everyone laughs at.

Questions, Qin Ting had many questions in his mind at that moment, why did he say that his parents should die, and why did he take pictures of his parents' bloodstains and add the word "rotten" as his profile picture?Also, why is the smile on your face so...

But Qin Ting knew that some things are the best until the end, and he is really not familiar with Zhou Yan, so there is no need to inquire so clearly, if there are any questions, he can only scratch his heart and hold back.

"It's good that you don't mind." Qin Ting finally said.

"Yeah." Zhou Yan checked the time with his mobile phone, and got off the bed in an instant, "I'm going back."

"So fast?" Qin Ting was a little surprised. The gentle tone of Zhou Yan's phone call just now and the expression of rushing home as soon as he saw the time made him really have to wonder if a stalking girlfriend was waiting for him at home.

"There are people waiting at home," Zhou Yan bent over and put on his shoes, "Thank you today."

"It's okay." Qin Ting put down the watermelon and stood up, "Shall I go down with you?"

"Send me off?" Zhou Yan got up and opened the door, turned his head and smiled at Qin Ting who was coming, "No, I'm not a little girl."

"Who treats you like a little girl!" Qin Ting said dissatisfiedly, "I'm just going down along the way, I'm going to get some dried mangoes to eat!"

"That's because I thought too much," Zhou Yan looked at him and said seriously, "I will remember you, Qin Ting."

Qin Ting opened his mouth, but couldn't answer because he didn't understand the meaning of the sentence.

What does he mean by saying "I fucking remember you! I won't let you go in the future"?

Or is it just literal?

Zhou Yan didn't wait for the battle between heaven and man in his mind, and walked out quickly after he finished speaking. Qin Ting was stunned and followed.

Zhou Yan didn't seem to notice that he came down with him. He first went to the fruit area to pick up the apples and watermelons he had picked, and then went to pick up a can of pickled cabbage and fish, and then went to pay the bill.

Qin Ting was very aboveboard, but Zhou Yan never looked back, Qin Ting just watched him swipe on the screen of the mobile phone with his head down, probably wanting to scan the QR code to pay.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Qin Ting picked it up to look at it. It was your grandpa Zhou who transferred the account——125.

Followed by a message.

—There are only so many more for the time being, thank you for today.

Then Qin Ting watched Zhou Yan lift up his phone and scan the QR code to pay.

He confiscated the money, and quickly walked behind Zhou Yan, and said angrily: "The rules here are that if you don't need it, you don't need it. If you send it, I won't receive it. I will wait for it to expire. If you want to send it again, I will wait for it to expire, anyway, I won’t receive it, I’m just so unreasonable!”

Zhou Yan was taken aback by his rather mighty words, and almost pressed the fingerprint lock without touching the ground.

"Why are you here?" After paying the money, Zhou Yan walked towards the entrance of the supermarket with his things.

Qin Ting walked beside him, and he was still very upset: "I've been standing behind you all the time, and you haven't even looked back once, so how do you know I'm here! And if I say no, I don't need it, do you understand? ?”

"I don't understand." Zhou Yan handed the ticket to the ticket inspector, turned his head and said calmly, "Qin Ting, I don't understand, all I know is that my rule is that I don't want to owe anyone anything, even a cent I don’t want to owe even a single candy!”