your boyfriend

Chapter 11 Qin Jin, you are so good at torturing me

The champagne-colored Cadillac stopped at the entrance of the alley, Lin Ran turned his head from the co-pilot: "Is it here?"

Meng Qinshi glanced through the car window, then nodded, "Yes, Teacher Lin."

"That's fine, you two should go back early." Lin Ran raised her head and looked at the sky: "The sky is so boring, I always feel that it will rain tonight."

Fang Jingwen in the driver's seat turned his head slightly, and said meaningfully: "Remember to write a self-criticism, I will have an inspection on Monday."

"Come on!" Meng Qinshi responded immediately, and then opened the car door: "The two teachers, let's go first, I wish you two a pleasant night~!"

"Cough!" Lin Ran coughed after being choked by this sentence, and waved at Meng Qinshi and Qin Jin with an extremely unnatural expression: "Goodbye, rest early."

The windows of the car were rolled up, and the two watched the car drive along the long street outside the alley, finally merged into the main road, and then turned around and walked in.The street lamps reflected on the faces of the two, as if they were covered with a layer of warm and soft sunlight.Qin Jin was already a little sleepy. The experience of this night was so exciting that his temples still hurt suddenly, and he was walking back completely by feeling.

Meng Qinshi seemed to be okay, as if he was born with inexhaustible strength, he turned around and walked backwards, his eyes fixed on Qin Jin's face: "Are you sleepy?"

"En." Qin Jin replied, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

"Let's go then, let's hurry up... Hey! Damn it!" Meng Qinshi hadn't finished his sentence when he suddenly bent down and held his left rib tightly, sucking in a breath of air.

Qin Jin opened his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing..." Meng Qinshi waved his hand, gritted his teeth and stood up: "Maybe it was twisted during the fight just now."

Gritting his teeth in pain and frowning, it's not as simple as a simple sprain.Qin Jin's brows were knotted, and he recovered from his half-dream and half-awake state: "Go, go home and let me have a look."

"No need, it's already so late." Meng Qinshi couldn't hide the smile on his face, and said duplicity: "Besides, you are sleepy and tired, you should go to bed early."

Qin Jin paused as he turned into the stairs, and glanced at Meng Qin from the corner of his eyes: "Are you coming or not?"

Meng Qinshi covered his ribs with one hand, and wanted to pretend to be reserved again: "It's such a big night..."

"Okay, good night." Qin Jin interrupted him involuntarily, and went straight upstairs with one long leg.

"Hey, hey! I'll come, I'll come!" Meng Qin was in a hurry, and quickly followed in three steps and two steps.

A soft floor lamp was lit in the living room. Meng Qinshi sat at the end of the sofa and looked at Qin Jin who was holding a medicine box under the TV cabinet with his back turned to him. gentle.

"Pick up your coat, let me have a look." Qin Jin put the medicine box on the tea table, and said to Meng Qinshi expressionlessly.

Meng Qinshi smiled shyly: "This lonely man, if you want to lift my shirt, I'm a little..."

"Meng Qinshi!" Qin Jin said coldly: "If you run the train with your mouth full, get the hell out of here!"

"Yes!"

Meng Qinshi was a typical person who didn't clean up. He immediately stopped talking, and obediently lifted up his shirt to reveal his white and firm waist.Qin Jin took a closer look at the light - sure enough, there was a large bruise on the left rib, which had turned black and purple by now.How careless this person must be to feel the pain now.

Qin Jin caressed that piece of skin with his slightly cool fingertips, and in Meng Qinshi's voice gasped, he said reproachfully, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Say it earlier, and Director Fang can take you to the hospital."

"Isn't this... I didn't realize it long ago." Meng Qinshi suppressed the pain and stretched his brows and eyes, revealing a smile.

Qin Jin couldn't hold it back, and slapped his hands moderately: "Didn't find it? What can you find?"

"Ouch! It hurts!" Meng Qinshi exclaimed for a while, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Jin, do you love me?"

"My heart hurts, you deserve it!" Qin Jin said coldly, and quickly lowered his eyes to search for the active oil in the medicine box, instantly suppressing the unnaturalness in his eyebrows and eyes.

It is a very painful process to rub the bruise away. Meng Qinshi screamed in pain like a pig being killed. If it weren't for the good sound insulation of this house, the neighbors would probably think that Qin Jin finally couldn't bear it. He killed Meng Qin at home.While rubbing the bruise on Meng Qinshi's ribs, he frowned and gritted his teeth to tell him to shut up.

I was so irritable that I wanted to kick this guy out of the door.

At the end of the day, the two of them were sweating on their foreheads in this air-conditioned room with a moderate temperature. Qin Jin sniffed the smell of active oil on his hand with a look of disgust, and then said, "Okay, get out of here." .”

Meng Qinshi tidied up his clothes, saw Qin Jin turning into the bathroom to wash his hands, followed him, and leaned against the door of the bathroom to talk to someone: "Xiao Jin, what do you think is the relationship between Mr. Lin and the big devil?"

Qin Jin raised his eyes, caught a glimpse of someone's face full of gossip, and said coldly, "How do I know?"

"I think...their relationship must be unusual!" Meng Qinshi said enthusiastically, "You know what? That day, the day you were resting in the infirmary, I was dragged into the office by the big devil to write an examination. He suddenly said a lot of weird things to me, I don’t remember anything else, but I remember he said let’s not bully Teacher Lin.”

Qin Jin let out a groan, but said nothing.

"You said, would you say that under normal circumstances?" Meng Qinshi continued to analyze: "The big devil has been in the sixth middle school for a long time, why didn't I see him care so much about any class last year? Running in the classroom, it feels like—well, like a little daughter-in-law who is worried about her family who just came out of work, and she has to watch him with her own eyes."

Qin Jin hummed again, turned around and wiped off the water droplets on his hands with a towel, and then went out of the bathroom.

Meng Qin followed up again: "And it's so late at night, why are they still together, today is Saturday!"

It's like a young couple whose date was interrupted and rushed to the police station to find someone——

This time Qin Jin didn't respond, and Meng Qinshi didn't care so much, and continued on his own: "I think they look like a couple!"

"Meng Qinshi," Qin Jin paused and turned to look at him, "Go home and sleep, it's past one o'clock."

Meng Qinshi pretended to be surprised: "It's so late? How about..."

"What else?" Qin Jin stared at him: "No, don't think about it, get out of here."

"Okay, okay, I'll get out." Meng Qinshi drooped his head, walked out dejectedly, and turned his head reluctantly after walking a few steps: "Xiaojin, it is said that it will rain tonight... ..”

Qin Jin glanced at him: "Go back!"

Rumbling--

There was a roar of thunder outside the window, and the night sky was illuminated by sudden lightning.Qin Jin, who had always been in a light sleep, was awakened by this burst of movement, his expression was astonished, his face was pale, the rolling thunder seemed to be approaching his footsteps continuously, with a strong sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

Qin Jin hated this kind of thunder very much, or he was afraid. He still remembered the first thunderstorm night when he first moved here. Qin Jin, who was only six years old, shivered in the quilt and couldn't stop shaking. The whole person is like a frightened kitten.

Certain shadows from his childhood would be multiplied under such circumstances, mercilessly occupying his mind and pulling him back to the worst memories.

"No! Don't leave me here alone, Daddy, Mama, I'm afraid! Let me out."

"I beg you, I will be good and obedient."

"It's so dark here, and it's still thundering. Some monsters will eat me."

Little Qin Jin's immature cries and the rolling thunder of the sky filled his ears, like a punishment, torturing Qin Jin's consciousness.He closed his eyes, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face was too pale.

He didn't know when this torture would stop, and it might accompany him for the rest of his life.

Boom, boom, boom——

The sound of knocking on the door broke in suddenly, and Meng Qinshi's voice was faintly mixed in. He called Qin Jin one after another, asking him to open the door.At this moment, Qin Jin turned a deaf ear to him, he isolated himself in a closed space, and tried his best to drive those unhappiness out of his mind.

He can, even without relying on anyone to get through the night.

The sound of thunder and rain became more and more violent, and even the windows shook accordingly, as if the end of the world was coming menacingly without warning.Qin Jin covered his ears desperately, and retracted himself into the corner against the wall. His pajamas were soaked in cold sweat. He clenched his teeth, and a low moan that seemed to be crying came out from his lips and teeth.

The next second, he suddenly fell into a firm embrace, with a familiar smell - that was the smell of shower gel on Meng Qinshi's body.

Meng Qinshi was wet from the rain, leaning against his ear panting, his pajamas and hair were soaked, and Qin Jin's back was soaked at the moment.

But no one cares about this——

"Don't be afraid, Qin Jin, don't be afraid..." Meng Qinshi's voice was low and gentle, and he whispered into Qin Jin's ear, with his arms tightly around Qin Jin's thin body: "I'm here Woolen cloth."

"Qin Jin, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

"From now on, I'll be with you even in thunderstorms."

"Let me tell you a story. I just learned it at school today. I think it's very interesting."

On countless thunderstorm nights in his youth, Meng Qinshi appeared like a little patron saint beside the lonely and helpless Qin Jin, and tried all the methods within his ability to appease Qin Jin.

Qin Jin was panting desperately, and it took him a while to calm down. When he slowly turned around and stared at Meng Qin closely, he seemed to use the streetlight outside the window to determine whether everything in front of him was true, to confirm this Whether the person is Meng Qinshi or not is the illusion of his mental disorder.

Meng Qinshi patted his back lightly, and whispered softly: "Sleep, I will protect you."

"You protect me?" Qin Jin repeated softly, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, and his hand was slightly bent on Meng Qinshi's chest, pinching the corner of Meng Qinshi's clothes: "How did you come in? ?”

"As soon as I lay down, I heard thunder, and then I thought that our Qin Xiaojin must wake up." Meng Qinshi's voice was deep, as if he was telling someone a story to lull him to sleep, he patted Qin Jin's back and said: " What a smart person I am, you didn't hear the knock on the door, but isn't the key to your house in the third flower pot at the door, so I came in by myself."

Qin Jin fell asleep after being photographed by him. Hearing this sentence, he mumbled: "I want to take the key away..."

"Don't." Meng Qinshi laughed softly: "I won't mess around, isn't this a special situation today."

"Hmm..." Qin Jin responded, and after he settled down, he was overwhelmed by sleepiness and exhaustion, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them at all.Meng Qinshi seemed to weave him an invisible shield, isolating him from the violent storm outside the window.

This kind of peace of mind and trust cannot be given by others.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Qinshi realized that there was only the sound of steady breathing in his arms. He lowered his head cautiously, and saw Qin Jin's peaceful sleeping face in the cold moonlight. He was unreserved and very gentle.

Seeing the little cinnabar mole on the tip of his nose, Meng Qin's throat tightened and he couldn't help swallowing.

Adolescent teenagers' impulse towards the object of their crush is like a flood. Once the gate is opened, it is difficult to take it back, and it will only become more ferocious.Meng Qinshi felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat, he took a quick breath, cleared his throat and tried to divert his attention.

You can't take advantage of others' danger, Meng Qin kept telling himself.

However, Qin Jin in his arms did not allow him to do so.He rubbed his fluffy and soft head against Meng Qinshi's arms, and found the most comfortable position. His warm breath sprayed on Meng Qinshi's neck, and every breath was about to kill him.

Meng Qinshi was so tortured that his whole body became hot, and his body moved accordingly. His hands trembled slightly, and his palms were full of sweat.As long as you look down at Qin Jin, countless beautiful pictures will appear in your mind.

"Qin Jin...Qin Jin..." Meng Qinshi whispered, calling out in a very small voice, for fear of waking Qin Jin up.He lowered his head, looked at the beautiful boy who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, kissed his smooth forehead, and then slowly said: "You are really... so good at torturing me..."