your boyfriend

The game gradually entered a fierce stage, and finally reached a score of [-] to [-]. All eyes were on Meng Qinshi, who was the last to play. The tennis team of No. [-] High School placed all their expectations on this important On the main player of the team, of course the opponent is also.After all, this is the time to decide the outcome of the game.

Qin Jin's gaze finally moved away from the phone screen. When he stared at Meng Qin intently, that person was like a ray of bright sunshine shining into his world, blowing away all the haze.The fear and wind and rain that had no place to hide in the past years were completely covered by him, and he seemed to be by his side every night that was hit by the storm.

When he was six years old, he settled down in the south of the city, far away from Gu's family, and lived here alone. He piled up his heart with stone bricks to form a hard and thick wall. He hid inside and did not want anyone to Entering, even if he hides behind the window of the study every day, he uses the curtain to cover his small body and looks out.

He saw that the children in this area were all following Meng Qinshi to have fun, running through the summer in vests and shorts with water guns in hand, leaving behind a series of rather immature laughter and rushing and killing without any scruples.It was a world that Qin Jin couldn't touch, it was full of sunshine, warm and glaring, and even the touch of fingertips was afraid of being burned.

"Qin Jin—" the boy downstairs raised his head, the sunlight was cut into his eyes, gentle and bright.

Standing on the edge of the window sill in the study, Qin Jin stood on tiptoe to reveal a pair of eyes, which contained longing and anticipation that he himself hadn't noticed, and said in a cold tone: "Why?"

Meng Qinshi raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "Come down and play, I'll take you to fly a kite!"

Flying a kite in autumn is really good.Qin Jin opened his mouth slightly, and then suppressed his longing for the sunshine outside the window, with an indifference and alienation that didn't match his age on his immature face: "Don't go!"

Then he pulled the curtains, completely blocking the sunlight outside the window, as well as the overly bright smiling face.I don’t know how many times I have rejected Meng Qinshi’s invitation, from swimming in the river to hiking in the mountains, including the most popular picnic among children, and even running around like a wild dog that has run loose. hide and seek.

Meng Qinshi seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and then he struggled on this street every day, and finally he was covered in mud and was dragged home by Meng's mother by his ears, and the screams hovered over the street , The sound came to Qin Jin who was reading in the study.It was the most common scolding and begging for mercy between mother and child, but for Qin Jin, it was almost impossible for Qin Jin to appear in his own world.

Huo Manni is very alienated from Qin Jin, as if his existence is only a long and endless pain to her.When a child was young, he was naturally attached to his mother, but whenever he stumbled and stretched his arms to send a message to Huo Manni to hug him, the other party just picked him up indifferently, and then turned around and stuffed him into the nanny behind him. arms.

"Mom, don't you like me?" The young Qin Jin sat in her grandma's arms with big eyes fluttering.

Mrs. Gu's eyes were complicated. She didn't know how to explain these complicated past events like a three-year-old child, so she could only sigh lightly and pat Qin Jin on the back: "Grandma likes you, grandma I like you the most."

As a well-bred lady from a famous family, Mrs. Gu's attitude towards Qin Jin can be said to be quite appropriate.The child is innocent after all, no matter whose child he is, he is always the blood of the Gu family; it is a pity that when Qin Jin was five years old, Mrs. Gu died of a sudden heart attack and passed away very suddenly.

After rejecting Meng Qinshi, Qin Jin couldn't help but slipped out of the room and went downstairs alone.He walked along the path covered with maple leaves, the sky was overcast, and he saw that the rainstorm was coming.The uncle at the intersection recognized Qin Jin and asked him why he didn't go home when it was going to rain; Qin Jin, who was immersed in his own world, turned a deaf ear and continued walking aimlessly around the alley.

A whimpering sound came from a dark corner, and Qin Jin's footsteps slowly slowed down. He searched around, and finally locked his eyes on the iron fence on the side of the street, pushed aside the dusty lawn on the side of the road, A ball of fur caught Qin Jin's eyes.The puppy, which was so dirty that its original coat color could not be seen, curled up into a ball, facing Qin Jin with a pair of clean eyes, and couldn't help shrinking back.

At that moment, Qin Jin saw the blackened part of its abdomen. If the judgment was correct, it was a pool of blood.It was so pitiful, the abdomen was completely pierced by the branch, passing through the soft and fluffy hair to expose the hard part of the branch.

Qin Jin squatted on the side of the road, stared at each other for a while, then reached out his hand to free it, touched the dirty fur with his fingertips, the puppy whimpered, probably to confirm that Qin Jin had no malicious intentions, Reluctantly accepting his extended hand, he let him hug himself out of the grass.

boom -

Suddenly, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and lightning flashed across the gray sky, illuminating the entire sky.Qin Jin was startled by the sudden thunder and lightning, and almost threw the puppy out of his palm with a shake of his hand.He turned his head and looked around, only to realize that he was out of the street where he lived, and he didn't even know where he was.

Bean-sized raindrops fell and hit Qin Jin's face and body. At this time, there was no one on the road. A few thunders fell and scared the young Qin Jin into a ball. He squatted on the side of the road with his palms Li was still holding the puppy carefully, his face was pale, and he bit his lower lip tightly, almost biting the skin.

The intense fear almost swallowed him. If the fear could be visualized, then a huge encirclement circle was formed around his thin body at this time, like a ferocious beast bit by bit his flesh, tearing him into pieces Bloody.The puppy in the palm still had a bit of breath left. It licked Qin Jin's palm with the tip of its warm tongue, trying to comfort him.

"Old Meng, look." The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and the Meng couple, who had finished their day's work, came towards this side holding umbrellas. Qin Jin pouted: "Isn't this the kid who just moved in from the building next door?"

Father Meng's eyes turned back from the street lamp in the distance, and stayed on the little figure on the side of the road that had already been drenched by rain. He let out a ouch, and hurriedly approached with an umbrella, and then squatted down in front of Qin Jin. Come down: "Son, why are you here alone?"

Qin Jin raised his head, his eyes were filled with tears, he was holding the dying puppy in his hands, his whole body was shaking, which completely aroused Meng's father's love for his son - after all, Meng Qin There was never such a lovable time.Mother Meng only felt that her motherly heart had been hit, and she wanted to take Qin Jin home without saying a word.

Leaning in Meng's father's broad arms, the unique warm breath of an adult man rushes towards his face. It is the peace of mind and reliability that only a father can have. This feeling is something he has never experienced before. Qin Jin leaned in his arms Almost drowsy.

That was the first time he entered the door of Meng's house. Unlike Gu's family, which had the feeling of renminbi permeating through the cracks in the resplendent doors, Meng's house was a home filled with warmth and affection.It was a real home, and their family lived in it. Meng Ya and Meng Qin came out one after the other. They were a little surprised by Qin Jin who was shivering from the rain while huddled in Father Meng's arms.

That night, Qin Jin was assigned to live in Meng Qinshi's room. He was shivering in the corner of the bed like a beautiful doll without a soul.Meng Qinshi came out of the shower, and as soon as he opened the quilt and sat in, he felt Qin Jin subconsciously shrunk back to the corner of the wall, almost embeding himself in the snow-white wall.

"What's the matter with you?" Meng Qin lay down on the bed and patted Qin Jin's shoulder lightly, but felt that the other party was trembling. Shake a little.Meng Qinshi seemed to have noticed something, he leaned over and asked softly, "Are...are you afraid of thunder?"

Qin Jin's face was pale, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes. When he slowly turned his head to look at Meng Qin, he opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Meng Qinshi bumped into his watery eyes, his heart softened half at once, he hugged Qin Jin into his arms, and gently patted the other person's back: "I'll be with you."

The puppy didn't survive the night, because the injury was too serious and it turned into a cold corpse the next morning. Meng Qinshi accompanied Qin Jin to bury it under the pagoda tree at the back of the yard.

"Well, shall we give it a name?" Meng Qinshi asked while standing under the locust tree.

Qin Jin's mood was very low. He squatted beside the soil where the puppy was buried, and said sullenly: "What?"

"Give it a name." Meng Qin raised his eyebrows and showed a bright smile: "What do you call it?"

"Little bean bun." Qin Jin said suddenly.

"What?" Meng Qinshi's eyes widened, and he muttered, "No way, how could it be called this."

"Why not?" Qin Jin asked him coldly. He heard Meng's mother calling Meng Doubao several times in the study, and he remembered it after hearing too much.

Meng Qinshi scratched his head: "You... like it?"

"Yes, I like it." Qin Jin responded.

"Then..." Meng Qinshi hesitated for a moment, and finally said as if he had made up his mind: "If you like it, let's call it Xiaodoubao!"

A harsh whistle brought Qin Jin back to reality, and he saw chaos on the tennis court. Wen Che, who was sitting in the front row, rushed into the court quickly. Qin Jin realized that there was a circle of people in the center of the tennis court. Meng Qin When he stood there, he covered his forehead with his hands, and blood kept oozing from between his fingers.

Meng Qinshi's opponent held the broken racket, and the other broken part landed at Meng Qinshi's feet, with blood stains on it, and the situation was very clear just by looking at it.

Qin Jin shrank his pupils, and then quickly ran towards the center of the court. He pushed aside the crowd and walked in. Standing in front of Meng Qinshi, his expression was unprecedentedly tense: "What's wrong?"

"It's...it's okay...it doesn't hurt." Meng Qinshi shook his head, only feeling a steady stream of blood dripping from his fingertips.

Qin Jin ignored him, dragged his arm and walked out: "Go."

"The game is not over yet."

"Compared to what?" Qin Jin turned his head and stared at him, his eyes were somewhat sullen: "You are bleeding, do you know that?"

Meng Qinshi didn't say a word, and let Qin Jin pull him out of the court. The warmth in his palm pressed against his strong wrist, which was a tenderness that no one could understand.

He is mine, Meng Qin looked at the cold-looking man in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.