i can't like him

The sun was setting, the sky was getting darker, and the clouds were being dyed with color little by little, forming a black mass, and finally blended into the huge curtain.

The battery of the electric car is full, and the lights of the shops on the street are turned on. The helplessness of being tied up in an unfamiliar environment disappeared.

He Qinian was still sitting in the back seat of the electric car, playing with his phone with his head down, and when he came across a circle of friends showing affection, he suddenly asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"you guess."

He Qinian smiled: "Definitely not."

"Why so sure?" Sheng Xinghe asked.

"You can see it!" He Qinian analyzed, "When chatting with someone, he will inadvertently say, 'What about my girlfriend'..."

"Then you still ask."

"I'm just making sure."

"Are you sure why?"

"..." He Qinian paused, fearing that he would think wildly, and quickly continued, "Why not, if there is a beautiful girl, I will be the first to introduce you."

"Thank you, but I didn't intend to fall in love before I retired, which would affect my training." Sheng Xinghe said.

He Qinian laughed, "You can say that because you haven't met someone you really like. If you do meet, you will definitely not be able to hold her for a second, and want to take her as your own."

"You seem to be very experienced."

"That's right." He Qinian raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just that others are trying to take me for themselves."

Sheng Xinghe retched, and He Qinian laughed softly: "Really."

"I can see it, such as that fat man."

"That's an exception!"

"So? Have you ever been in a relationship?" Sheng Xinghe was a little curious.

He Qinian snorted: "I'm unrestrained and loves freedom, so I won't be held back by trivial things like love."

Sheng Xinghe explained: "That means we haven't talked about it."

"..." He Qinian followed suit, "I want to focus on my studies."

"Hehe." Sheng Xinghe laughed dryly, "That's right, who would fall in love with a poor ghost who distributes leaflets."

"..."

Sheng Xinghe educated as someone who has experienced it: "Before you have no money and status, you don't even have the qualifications to talk about freedom. Work hard, life is a long way, and there are more ups and downs waiting for you."

"..."

While talking, the eDonkey had already arrived at the gate of Haiyun Apartment.

Sheng Xinghe slowed down and asked, "Which building do you live in?"

"Building 12, do you know the way? The one on the far right in the second row." He Qinian pointed to the direction.

Coincidentally, the room Sheng Xinghe rented was in Building 18, which happened to be located directly north of Building 12, with only a small road in the middle.

He Qinian lived on the first floor, and the two could see each other by opening the window.

"Don't be late for training tomorrow." Sheng Xinghe reminded.

"Understood." He Qinian turned into the house and poked his head out, "Do you want to come in for a visit?"

"No," Sheng Xinghe waved his hand, "I'll go out for a run to digest later."

"Where are you going for a run?" He Qinian asked while pawing at the door frame.

"You care so much." Sheng Xinghe turned to the garage to park the car without looking back.

He Qinian looked at his back and smiled, and shouted: "Senior Brother——"

Sheng Xinghe turned his face away, "Why?"

"No reason, just call you."

"ill."

After they stopped the car, He Qinian shouted again: "Coach!—"

Someone turned his head impatiently.

"Goodbye." He Qinian waved his hand.

"..." She was seriously ill.

Sheng Xinghe gave him a middle finger from a distance.

Sweaty from training during the day, the first thing He Qinian does when he gets home is to take a shower.

The warm water washes away sleepiness and fatigue, and the tense muscles slowly relax.

He narrowed his eyes and squeezed out a dollop of bath liquid, with a faint milky fragrance, and when he rubbed it onto his thighs, he suddenly remembered the scene when Sheng Xinghe stretched his legs for him.

The water flowed down slowly along the corners of his slightly raised lips.

After taking a shower, I found 12 missed calls and 3 text messages on my phone.

All from the same number.

There was no note, but he knew it was He Zixin.

[Can you answer the phone?Mom has something to discuss with you. 】

【I've already asked the overseas study agency. Based on your conditions, there's no problem at all. I'll go find you in a few days when the drama is finished. Let's talk about it in detail then. 】

【You have to understand that the starting point of all mother's decisions is for your own good. You can jump high jump for a while, but you can't jump for a lifetime. While you are still young, learn everything you need to learn, otherwise you will regret it in the future. 】

He Qinian laughed and threw the phone away.

regret.

Before it even started, I already knew that he would regret it.

He didn't understand how this behavior of arbitrarily making decisions for others could be considered as "discussion", and he also didn't understand why she still had the face to say that everything was for his own good.

The windows in the house were not closed, and I could smell the food from the family next door. Today it was braised pork, and there was a smell of onions. Every night was a different meal.

Next door lived a little girl in high school. Her mother would come home with a big bag of things every day after work. He Qinian bumped into her several times.

During the Lantern Festival this year, the aunt asked him gently if he had eaten, and if he wanted to have a meal together.

He Qinian was embarrassed to enter the door.

More importantly, he was particularly afraid of seeing those joyous scenes, because whenever the noisy ceremony ended, he would find himself still alone, and that sense of gap was what really made people feel lonely.

For so many years, he always felt that He Zixin was not his family at all.

She never cooked a meal for him, sent him to school once, told a story, and even met each other quietly, and each time they did not get together for more than an hour.

The total time they met from childhood to adulthood might not exceed ten days, but it was such a woman who tried to impose her own decision on him and decide the future for him.

It's funny.

From the moment he was born, his life had already been arranged, and behind all the painstaking efforts, it was to fulfill a lie, a huge lie.

He was terribly annoyed by this.

"Dong dong dong—" a knock on the door disrupted his thoughts.

He Qinian got up and walked to the door, bent down and stared at the cat's eyes, and smiled slightly when he opened the door, "What's the matter? Want to ask me to run together?"

"You are so beautiful." Sheng Xinghe twirled the key ring in his hand, "Come with me to the property to carry two boxes of things."

"Give me money?" He Qinian asked with a smile.

Sheng Xinghe rolled his eyes, "I'll treat you to breakfast tomorrow."

"Sure!" He Qinian snapped his fingers, grabbed the key on the shoe cabinet, and closed the door with his backhand.

Residents’ express delivery is generally stored in express cabinets, but large items will be stored in the property office.

The person on duty was an elderly man with bad eyesight. He pointed to the corner and said, "Everything is there, you can find it yourself."

There are a lot of residents in the apartment, and there are a lot of big items, and they are stocked together like a mountain.

Sheng Xinghe opened several large boxes and put them aside.

He Qinian had very good eyesight, so he could see "Xinghe" written on a logistics bill at a glance.

The sender is Bian Hanlin.

He vaguely remembered that Zhang Daqi mentioned it when they were chatting during the day. If he remembered correctly, it should be Sheng Xinghe's coach.

The coach who was expelled from the national team for secretly drugging players' food.

However, seeing Sheng Xinghe's joyful expression when he found the courier, he can be 100% sure that the suspension is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

He Qinian picked up the big box, "Hey, what is so heavy?"

"Just some clothes and books. If it's too troublesome to bring them, I'll send them by express." Sheng Xinghe found another one.

He Qinian tilted the weight of two courier boxes, picked the heavier one and picked it up, "You just moved here?"

"Well, didn't we meet at the door of the apartment yesterday, we just got off the plane."

He Qinian helped move things into the house, looked around, and said in surprise: "You actually have two rooms here, which are bigger than mine."

The doors of Sheng Xinghe's bedrooms were still open. There was a master bedroom and a second bedroom. The second bedroom was not cleaned up at all, it was a mess, there was no quilt cover on the bed, it seemed that he lived alone.

Sheng Xinghe asked: "Is the room type in your place different from mine?"

"I have an open bedroom and a small kitchen, and the living room is all together." He Qinian gestured with his hands in the air, "It's very small, and I can't use it every time I want to exercise."

The structure of a single apartment appeared in Sheng Xinghe's mind.

"Do you need me to clean up the house for you?" He Qinian stretched out his finger to wipe the coffee table, lifted it up, and moaned, "It's covered with dust."

"Will you clean it up?" Sheng Xinghe asked suspiciously.

"Don't underestimate me." He Qinian patted his chest, "I'm very capable!"

"Oh," Sheng Xinghe nodded, "then you do it."

"Then where do we start?" He Qinian asked.

"You decide for yourself." Sheng Xinghe said as he opened the package.

After he was suspended, he lived in Bian Hanlin's house for a period of time, and he left a lot of things, which seemed to be a lot, and all of them were sent to him.

He turned to the bottom only to find that not only a lot, but also several new clothes of the season...

He Qinian found a rag from the kitchen, and when he came out, he saw Sheng Xinghe standing outside the balcony talking on the phone.

"I've seen all the clothes you bought for me, thank you." He frowned when he said this.

"Don't worry, everything is fine here. I live very close to the school, which is very convenient."

"A bunch of brats, can I not handle it?"

"Why are you coughing? You'd better smoke less, it's not good for your health."

While He Qinian was working, his eyes were still staring at him.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that when Sheng Xinghe talked to the coach, his tone was extraordinarily gentle, like a little sheep, completely different from the way he was in school.

Several sets of clothes were scattered on the big bed in the master bedroom. He Qinian picked them up and smelled them. They smelled delicious. They should have just been washed and were about to hang them up for him.

As soon as I opened the wardrobe in the bedroom, I saw a row of small pink cloth hangers with bows on them, and various vests and T-shirts hanging on the hangers.

A long sound: "Huh~~~~~~~~~~~~"

"What are you doing? Did you see a cockroach?" Sheng Xinghe shouted from outside.

"It's much more exciting than cockroaches," He Qinian said, and immediately took out his mobile phone to take a picture as a souvenir. "I really didn't expect our coach Sheng to have such a sullen side."

"This matter can be explained." Sheng Xinghe looked at the row of hangers and felt a little headache, "It was left by the previous tenant. I didn't buy a hanger yesterday, so I just used it by the way."

"Then what is this?" He Qinian opened the bottom row of drawers, and there were all kinds of stockings and lace underwear lying in it.

"I'll go! What the hell is this?"

Sheng Xinghe cleaned up in a hurry yesterday, he didn't even notice that there were still things inside, his jaw almost dropped from shock.

Something that obviously had nothing to do with him, but for some reason, under someone's gaze, he blushed inexplicably.

He Qinian picked up the stockings and clicked his tongue twice, then looked suspiciously at the person next to him: "Perhaps...Actually, you are really a girl?"

Sheng Xinghe put a garbage bag on his head, "Stupid."

"Hey, I'm just kidding you." He Qinian took off the bag, smiled and chased him out.

Sheng Xinghe found out that He Qinian just looked at Gao Leng, and he was actually telling the truth, he was curious about this and that, and even asked about his weight.

Topics can range from a speck of dust to the Big Bang.

However, there were people chattering nearby, and the working hours didn't seem so difficult. Within two hours, the room was completely renewed.

Sheng Xinghe straightened his back, feeling a little hungry, and suddenly remembered the cake he saw at the gay bar.

"By the way, is today your birthday?"

"Yeah." He Qinian came out with his arms out after washing his hands in the kitchen, "Are you going to celebrate my birthday for me? Before twelve o'clock."

Sheng Xinghe's birthday is in spring, during the peak competition season, and almost every birthday is celebrated in the team. The coach personally cooks him a bowl of noodles, sometimes big row noodles and sometimes chicken soup noodles.

But Sheng Xinghe doesn't know how to cook very much.

"How about I make you a bowl of instant noodles?"