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But the eyes remain the same.But he didn't notice these subtleties, he was just curious about Lin Qiao's strangeness.He also couldn't remember the day he noticed that Lin Qiao had become weird, or more precisely the day he realized it.

When they first moved here, Lin Qiao had to pay the car loan and the rent at the same time.Although he was promoted, his expenses still weighed on his shoulders like lead.

Lin Ming didn't even dare to spend money to go to school.

He didn't say anything, but both he and Lin Qiao knew that although they had lived together for a long time, they were actually two "strangers" with no guarantee of relationship.If one day, Lin Qiao or Lin Ming left suddenly, they had no right to force the other to stay.Lin Ming always avoided letting Lin Qiao spend too much money on him, but he didn't know that Lin Qiao was willing to do that.

The newly built apartment has two bedrooms and one living room, with bathroom and kitchen.At first, everything was empty except for necessary items such as beds, tables, chairs and benches.The price of a hardcover house is too expensive. They chose a house that is almost the same as a rough house, and the price is much cheaper.At first the place was neat and clean, although it was not popular; after two years of living here, although it was not so clean, it was already very popular.

In the first year, they chatted about a few pieces of furniture in the room, and the cement walls and floors looked like a half-construction house.They ran back and forth to fill up what they wanted, and the room was filled day by day.

He threw down the snacks, vegetables and fruits; he ran into the back room to tidy up his messy clothes.Lin Ming thought, now that they live apart for a few days, is there any need to be so out of touch?And he looked around, and there was nothing dirty in the room.But his brother has always been terrible at housework, and he doesn't understand why the same clean place is covered with all kinds of debris after a day: toilet paper, snacks, dust...

What Lin Ming didn't know was that Lin Qiao's heart was about to burst out!During the few days when he lived in the school, Lin Qiao thought about Lin Ming like watching a movie at night, and the effect was not much different from watching a pornographic movie.Sometimes I am tired from work, and it may take more than half an hour to "watch" before I feel it. Sometimes, the "movie" has just been shown, and the interest is up.He generally doesn't suppress his desires, and when he can relieve himself, he takes care of his bathroom and dormitory, as long as he is alone.The trash can in his room is still full of white paper towels that were swept in.

The yellow wood door of the bedroom was tightly closed, and Lin Qiao didn't know what to pack inside.Lin Ming turned the handle outside the door, and the people in the room shouted sensitively: "Wait a minute!"

When he came out, the room was tidy and tidy, with a bag of garbage hanging on his hand.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Lin Ming sat on the sofa and looked over calmly.Under his gaze, Lin Qiao leaned the garbage against the wall, washed his hands, and untied the plastic bag: "How about eating fish?"

Chapter 17

Before school officially started, Lin Ming was taken back to have dinner.

Lin Qiao always ate slowly, and while eating, she inquired about Lin Ming's situation at school.

He picked up something, chewed it tastelessly, and said, "It's been more than half a month, how do you feel after you are divided into classes, do you have any new classmates?"

He only became sensitive after Lin Ming went to high school.In his opinion, his children are getting more and more handsome, there must be girls who like them, and he pretends to be like all parents, first asking about school and study, and then paying special attention to Lin Ming's emotional problems.

He clasped his chopsticks in his hand, quietly waiting for an answer—what if he didn't answer?Is it too much?Will he... Will he notice his bad intentions?Lin Qiao had thought many times, if he hadn't been with Lin Ming all these years like he treated his relatives and younger brothers, if the two of them had no gender issues, would he have split everything up to him when he made his mind clear? He sees?However, he still believes that without a long-term relationship foundation, he probably won't like this younger brother who is a few years younger than him.He doesn't believe in love at first sight. He thinks that if a person can fall in love with you at first sight, then he/she may also fall in love with others later because of a chance encounter.

"Everything is fine, and I don't have anyone I like." He heard Lin Ming say in a flat voice.

There is a firework that is fleeting in Lin Qiao's heart.

He is happy: he will still be Lin Ming's closest person, and he doesn't need to see him kissing and hugging other girls; Go on like this.But Lin Ming was not allowed to know both joy and guilt.He just continued to eat, as indifferent as Lin Ming's perfunctory answer about school life.

When Lin Ming woke up the next day, Lin Qiao was ready to go to work.He was wearing a black sweater and jeans, and his hair was a little messy.It can be seen that he is in a hurry every morning, and he forgot to turn up the hat of his coat, which was bulged and covered his back.Lin Ming called him lying on the bed, he turned his head to look, said a word, hurriedly opened the door and left.

He hasn't reminded yet.Lin Ming got up from the bed with a bit of remorse.

He still remembered that at the very beginning, Lin Qiao liked to sleep in during work days, and when it was too late, he grabbed his clothes and was about to leave.He had seen Lin Qiao wearing reverse trousers and a pullover top when he was in a hurry, and when he realized it, he took it off irritably, with an anxious expression on his face.But fortunately, when he didn't find the problem himself, most of the others wouldn't find it either.Socks have never been wrong, Lin Qiao likes to put the socks ready by the bed before going to bed.

I haven't seen him for a long time.Lin Ming thought.He suddenly missed the days of living with Lin Qiao very much, it was not the same as the one in the school dormitory.Although at that time he had to sacrifice some rest time to make up for his studies, it did not affect his efficiency.He was also a little frustrated.When Lin Qiao strongly recommended the convenience and joy of accommodation, he made it clear that although his current study life is indeed very busy, it is not impossible to run on both sides. "I can relax better during the round-trip car ride!" But Lin Qiao obviously regarded his words as the background sound of his own speech.

The depressed mood that was temporarily forgotten a few days ago reappeared.

But on Sunday, the sky outside the window was very blue, the clouds were very quiet, and there were subtle sounds of electrical appliances working in the house.Lin Ming lowered his head and saw the phone with the charger plugged in suddenly light up: "Your rice is still in the pot!" It said.

Lin Qiao sent a message when he got off work, asking Lin Ming if he wanted to go to the car factory to find him.

The automobile factory is still a square factory. It takes more than ten minutes by bus from the apartment building, and it takes about 10 minutes by bicycle.The bus here is very slow, and there are still many stops along the way.And Lin Qiao rode very fast.However, he rode his only bicycle away. Lin Ming looked at the time and found that Lin Qiao still had nearly an hour to get off work, and if he walked, he would be there just in time.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the orange sunlight spreads on the ground, pulling long shadows out of pedestrians on the road.

But apart from the cars passing by on the main road, Lin Ming was the only one on the sidewalks on both sides.His shadow was long and thin diagonally behind him, and the bamboo leaves brushed past him, covering a corner of the shadow.

What was Lin Qiao doing while he was walking?He may be working very seriously, or he may be lazy and play games with his mobile phone, but he must hide it well so that he will not be discovered by the manager - Lin Qiao has not been deducted wages for a long time.He described himself as a "man with a family to support".

When he reached the door, it happened to be the time when the workers left work.He heard the buzzing voices of a group of people, and saw the moving shadows of their bodies in overalls cast by the softened sunlight. The surroundings were a bit deserted, but they were so lively.But when he watched the crowd go from crowded to sparse, there was still no shadow stopping beside him.

"Lin Ming!"

Someone called him from behind, it was Lin Qiao's voice that Lin Ming had listened to for many years.

He turned around, faced the orange-red sun that was about to set, and saw Lin Qiao.He was bathed in the sun, the black hair on top of his head was dyed blond, and his face in the shadows was like a cool summer breeze, clean, refreshing, and warm.Lin Qiao smiled, his smile was both strange and familiar.When Lin Ming stared at him, the extended road behind him and the passing cars were all blurred like the processed shots in a movie.Only he walked happily in this direction.

Lin Qiao stopped beside him and raised his other arm.The plastic bag under his hand made a slight noise and shook slightly. "Look, this is the duck intestine I asked someone to bring when I went grocery shopping. I just got it. We can go to the nearby reed field to catch shrimp. There should be shrimp in September."

When he was at work, he often saw two or three people squatting around and playing around, and some of them could carry a bucket home.But at this time, probably only a few can be caught.

Lin Ming took the things from his hand and looked at Lin Qiao from the side.Lin Qiao lowered his eyelids and didn't know where he was looking, but the corners of his mouth were raised, it must be very happy.He hadn't looked at the people around him so carefully for a long time.This is a very strange thing: when you are not familiar with a person, you observe him most carefully and carefully, but when you have already known everything about the other person's life, the observation is gone.You will no longer pay close attention to his movements to define his personality; nor will you pay special attention to his appearance and classify him as good-looking or ugly.He really hasn't been so careful for a long time, he saw an inconspicuous dimple on Lin Qiao's upturned cheek, almost just the curvature of a smile; the corners of Lin Qiao's eyes are also upturned