second personality

【Based on that sentence, fuck you, Brother Yao is definitely attacking】

[The relationship between them is really sweet!I feel like I’m popping pink bubbles]

[Your husband really opens his mouth to talk flirtatiously, do you see that what he said is human? 】

【I also want to have a fling with such a doting brother who takes medicine】

[Your husband's partner always has a feeling of being arrogant and arrogant (Fog)]

[Your husband definitely revealed this name on purpose, and was stuffed with dog food again]

[This title is inexplicably cute, why is it so fat?]

Qin Youbing leaned his head on the pillow, watching these comments, his mood gradually improved.

Early in the morning, he swiped onto Weibo about taking medicine.

@总总时吃药: This friend is still very face-saving

[picture]

The picture was taken by this scheming boy from the message he sent him last night.

-delicious

Except for these three words, the rest of the chat content was mosaiced by him.

Except for the note name.

Qin Youbing looked at the bright words "silly dog ​​son", and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly froze.

He sighed softly, thinking that this man is really strong in revenge.

He scrolled through the comments, then went back to sleep.

Qin Youbing himself didn't know how he fell asleep last night.

Just lying on the bed and closing his eyes, what automatically came to mind was Fang Chiyao's head poking out of the door last.

After he came back last night, as soon as he charged his phone, Fang Chiyao's message popped up.

15 minutes ago, he replied to him.

— Needless to say, this kind of betrayal of conscience, I still feel a little forced

—I never dare to eat my own noodles

The only slight touch left in Qin Youbing's heart disappeared at this moment.

He used the gourmet nine company that he hadn't used just now, and sent a bunch of messages.

-scallop

-Zongzi

-Lime

-milk tea

— meal card

— fried glutinous rice

— lemon cup

— hot lemon

—momo slices

Fang Chiyao was silent for 2 minutes before sending a sentence.

- why are you so cute

When I woke up for the second time, the cats and dogs outside were so hungry that they started scratching the door.

Qin Youbing finished his lunch hastily, and then went to the store to take over.

There was only An Furong in the store, and when she saw Qin Youbing coming in, her eyes began to shine.

"What... are you doing?" Qin Youbing was taken aback by her green eyes.

"I want to ask you something, good buddies." An Furong's flattering tone caused Qin Youbing to feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Report you." Qin Youbing knelt down and teased Fang Chiyao's dog, always feeling like he was playing with himself.

"I watched the live broadcast yesterday." An Furong also squatted beside him, and said in a low voice, "I remember your clothes very clearly. I saw you wearing them all day."

"..." Qin Youbing felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Did you go to take medicine?" An Furong asked, "Do you know him?"

"...Ah." Qin Youbing responded.

"Hmph." An Furong's attitude suddenly changed, he stood up, pointed at him and asked, "So, Handsome Fang is really taking medicine, right?"

Qin Youbing looked up at him, with a look of surprise that "I can fucking see this".

"Don't pretend to be with me." An Furong came on stage with his own BGM, "I have suspected for a long time, how could it be possible for me to cover up a person pretending to be his trumpet for no reason? He must be someone I know. Also, you and Fang The relationship between the handsome guys is real, are you two a couple?"

"..." Qin Youbing sighed, "Hasn't he already posted on Weibo?"

"Really a match?" An Furong took a deep breath, "So, you two..."

Qin Youbing waited for her next question, but after waiting for a long time, An Furong asked in a low voice: "Is it true that we haven't contacted each other for many years?"

Qin Youbing: "..."

"Tell me about it, I'm quite curious." An Furong swore to the sky, "It's impossible for me to tell the second person."

"Really." Qin Youbing nodded.

"You two look pretty good." An Furong murmured in disbelief, "You two are so good, can you quarrel?"

Qin Youbing thought about it, the two of them really hadn't quarreled.

Although I always like to talk about my addiction, but I know it's a joke, and no one takes it to heart.

The only time Fang Chiyao broke up with him, Qin Youbing couldn't even get angry——

The man disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that he was silent, An Furong quickly changed the subject: "Then, can you get his autograph for me?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "I will never go anywhere to show off!"

"I signed something different for you." Qin Youbing smiled, "Anyway, he and I are the same person in your eyes."

"That's true." An Furong thought for a while and asked, "Do you have similar handwriting with him?"

Qin Youbing didn't dare to speak, because that idiot's handwriting was too ugly.

After the high school exams every month, the Chinese teacher would grab Fang Chiyao's composition answer sheet and be heartbroken.

"What's the use of saying that your hands are so good-looking?" She lowered her head and sighed, "I sprinkled a handful of rice on this paper and put a chicken on it, and the words the chicken pecked out were prettier than your writing."

Qin Youbing laughed like an idiot behind Fang Chiyao.

Fang Chiyao had a thick skin back then, and he wasn't afraid at all, and even smiled at the teacher.

"My good looks are all on my face." He said, "If someone as handsome as me has no flaws, how unfair would it be to other boys?"

The teacher was very angry with him, and every time after the exam, he took out his answer sheet and posted it in the most conspicuous place in the corridor.

Every time when passing by, Qin Youbing could hear Fang Chiyao sighing: "Our school's composition level is getting higher and higher."

At this time, Qin Youbing usually raised his knees to push him mercilessly, and then the two of them returned to the classroom squabbling, and the hallway echoed with their public laughter.

"To be honest, I can't learn his characters." Qin Youbing said honestly, "You will know it after reading it."

"Ah." An Furong said with some regret, "Then what's the use of knowing so much."

Throughout the afternoon, An Furong seemed to be extremely excited, no matter what he did, he always had a smirk on his face.

When Qin Youbing was busy upstairs, she could hear her giggling from downstairs.

This is very wrong.

Qin Youbing dried the fur of the teddy in his hands, and when he took it down, the shop was empty.

"Where are the guests?" Qin Youbing asked.

"Ah? What customer?" An Furong raised his head from behind the cash register with a dazed expression.

"..." Qin Youbing pointed to the teddy at his feet, and said, "Where is the owner of this dog?"

"I don't know." An Furong snapped back to his senses, "Wasn't that man still here just now?"

"So, did you run away?" Qin Youbing looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"No way." An Furong glanced at the computer, "He's already paid, I still have a record, he swiped the card."

Seeing this, Qin Youbing smiled at the obedient Teddy: "Come on, your father doesn't want you anymore."

He moved a small stool and sat next to Hardy. Just as he was about to tease Hardy, Ah Bing ran over from An An's vicinity, jumped up and onto his lap.

"Oh, our Ah Bing is so good." Qin Youbing showed a kind smile like an old father, lowered his head and rubbed his face against Ah Bing's little cheek.

Hardy immediately became jealous, and pulled the cage and yelled.

"Tsk tsk." An Furong glanced at him and said, "The high and low status is too obvious, and we Hardy were thrown aside by you just like that."

"No way." Qin Youbing hugged Ah Bing and smiled, "Why do I think this dog is so cute?"

An Furong couldn't see it.

It was past six o'clock, and the store was about to close, and the owner of the teddy hadn't come back yet.

Teddy stayed in the store for almost five hours, because no one was playing with him, so he huddled in the corner aggrievedly, looking pitifully at An Furong who kept his head down and played with his mobile phone.

After finishing the last dog, Qin Youbing came down and asked, "What's going on? Do you have his phone number?"

"No." An Furong got up and said, "Pay the money and leave."

"Then what should we do?" Qin Youbing glanced at the time, "We are closing soon."

An Furong sighed helplessly: "I can only stay and work overtime."

As soon as she finished speaking, two men came in from the door.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot the dog." The guest came in with a panicked face, looked around, and when he saw Teddy, the tense expression on his face immediately relaxed.

"Here it is." An Furong smiled, "We still talk about how to let the dog go and the man is gone."

"Thank you." The man who followed behind smiled at her, "He is always so careless and troubles you."

"It's okay, it's okay." An Furong waved his hand, "If you come later, we will close the door."

"Thank you very much." The man brought Teddy over with one hand, and the guest with the other.

The two held hands and walked out with smiles on their faces.

At the corner, Qin Youbing saw the man gently kissing the cheek of the person beside him.

"I'll go, is it very popular for boys to go shopping hand in hand?" An Furong waited for them to disappear around the corner before exclaiming in a low voice, "Am I thinking too much? Why do I always feel that they are a couple?"

When she turned around, she saw Qin Youbing frowning tightly.

"What's the matter with you?" An Furong was stunned for a moment, "You look sad."

"It's nothing." Qin Youbing turned around and took the house keys and mobile phone, and waved to her, "Go back, close the door."

An Furong watched him walk past in silence, feeling that the air pressure suddenly dropped.

Coming out of the store, Qin Youbing took out his phone and stared at Fang Chiyao's profile picture for a long time.

He had seen that man just now.

Not only have I met him, but in the three years of high school, every time he went to Fang Chiyao's house to play with him, the man would smile and touch his head at the door, wondering if he ran too fast again, with hair all over his head. sweat.

The man may not have recognized him, but Qin Youbing has engraved everything about Fang Chiyao in his bones, and he can't forget it even if he wants to.

and so……

What has that idiot been through all these years?

Why is his dad holding hands with a man?Why did you kiss a man?

He didn't dare to think about it, and there was only one thought in his mind——

He had to ask him carefully what was going on.

He dialed directly to make a voice call, his fingers trembling slightly from excitement.

As soon as he dialed it, he realized that it was impossible.

What if Fang Chiyao didn't know about it at all?

He hurriedly wanted to hang up, but the other party had already connected.

Fang Chiyao came from the phone with a lazy voice: "Miss me?"

Very spineless, Qin Youbing immediately panicked.

He took a deep breath, trying to sound as normal as possible.

"Fuck your mother, where's your son's support?!"

The author has something to say: Bingbing: The son I’m talking about is that dog, not me :)

Fang Ergou: Give both

Thanks to my three big babies for the mines! !Blessed with love, flattered

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