Qin Xinli shook his head, sat up with his hands on the floor, and turned his head to see Gao Ling squatting pitifully on the ground with his head in his hands, it should be her who screamed just now. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Belch...... Rolled too hard and smashed through the wall to Gao Ling's bedroom.

Qin Xin took away the BL books that were piled up on him because of the collapse of the bookshelf, stretched out his hand and just wanted to pat Gao Ling to tell her not to be afraid, but just when his fingertips were about to touch it, he heard Gao Ling holding his head and saying a sentence:

"The puffs in the refrigerator were stolen by Waste Chaichuan, and I didn't even touch them!" Gao Lingqiang's voice shrank in a calm voice.

Qin Xin's hand stopped in the air: "Oh? That's not what Brother Chuan said when I was chatting with him just now. He forced a smile to hear what Gao Ling had to say.

Gao Ling continued to hold his head: "Actually, I found out that Waste Chai Chuan was stealing puffs and criticized him fiercely!" Waste Chai Chuan was very ashamed, so he gave me the stolen puffs, and I ...... I reluctantly ate two! Waste Chai Chuan later held a grudge, and he would definitely slander me for being complicit with him or something, don't believe him! Also, don't play me! ”

Qin Xin said softly: "That box of puffs was originally bought for you as a breakfast snack, even if you take it, I won't play you." He rubbed Gao Ling's fluffy brown-red hair.

Gao Ling raised his head and said excitedly, "Really?!" If I had known, I wouldn't have had to sneak around to get it! Waste Chai Chuan saw that he said that he wanted to pay for the hush money and took three away, damn it! ”

The answer to her was Qin Xin's fingers, thundering through the clouds and the moon's nirvana!

"Whew!" Gao Ling covered his forehead with tears in his eyes, "You lied to me again!" Waste Chai Chuan said that girls stealing food are also cute! I eat at home, and my dad never cares about me! ”

Qin Xin ignored her, turned his back to observe the thin walls and bookshelves that had been smashed just now, and stretched out his hand to compare the size: "I'm too lazy to go out today, I'll buy wood, iron nails and paint tomorrow to repair for you, I can't sleep when there are debris all over the ground, how about you sleep at Yan Lan's place tonight." ”

"Don't! I'm going to sleep with Zuo Ling. ”

"But Zuo Ling is ......," Qin Xin suddenly paused.

I obviously said I didn't mind, but I was still right in my heart......

"Hey, Gao Ling."

"Huh?"

Qin Xin stared at the floor, as if counting the pieces that fell on it: "I used to think that I could do anything, as long as I promised, I would definitely be able to achieve it, it was nothing more than a matter of how much to pay." Recognizing talented people and giving gentleness and smiles to the incompetent will allow you to find friends with matching talents and not be isolated by the weak, right? ”

"Liar! Bullying me all day long, never gentle and smiling! Gao Ling snorted, seeing that Qin Xin's expression was a little strange, he said, "You have been very powerful since you were a child, and your popularity is also very good, what's wrong." ”

Qin Xin didn't look up: "Zuo Ling has become a girl, I said that I don't care about gender and the like, and I thought I could do it, but there are some things in my heart that will disappear if I don't promise." I can't do everything, and my most proud kendo, as well as forest ranger work, have problems that I can't solve.

The harder you try, the more you realize your own incompetence. Incompetence is annoying, and I'm probably annoyed right now. ”

His voice was low, his fingers scratching across the floor.

Gao Ling's eyes flashed after his messy bangs, and he cautiously approached Qin Xin, stretched out his small palm and flexed his middle finger, flicking it his forehead.

Qin Xin raised his head in surprise.

Gao Ling had already rolled himself up with the quilt and rolled it into a corner.

"There's still a small half box of puffs in the fridge, all for you." A muffled voice came from the quilt.

Qin Xin smiled dumbly, felt something more in his heart, nodded to Gao Ling, and returned to the bedroom with Zuo Ling through the hole.

He walked out of the bedroom and stopped in front of the refrigerator, took out the remaining half box of puffs, and took one out and put it in his mouth.

"It's so sweet."

Qin Xin flipped the carton in his hand, tilted his head and poured all the puffs into his mouth, chewing heavily so that the unbridled thick sweetness flowed into his head, and the intense taste stimulation made his brain seem to be shaking.

He threw away the cardboard box, clenched his left hand into a fist to protect his head and face, and waved his right hand at a non-existent target in the air, and the wind was clear.

When Zuo Ling came back, he told her about going home.

Now go buy a box of puffs for Gao Ling.

Qin Xin smiled and changed his shoes out of the apartment, Gao Ling's favorite to eat the puffs of the "Frosting and Skylark" cake shop, "Frosting and Skylark" closed at eight o'clock, and it was just too late to go out now.

The street lights are already lit up, the neon signs of the shops on both sides are shining brightly, and the modern night is silent, and there are dark alleys that are silent.

Qin Xin turned into a dark alley with few pedestrians, which could save a small half a distance, the people of the forest were simple, the public security was good, and Qin Xin, who could commit the crime of "hurting people with weapons" with tofu noodles, never worried about what would happen to people.

His hometown of Jingshan County still has the legend of "Elementary School Student Potato Chips Hurting People".

The alley was dark, and Qin Xin had advanced more than ten meters when he suddenly heard the woman's panicked voice and chaotic footsteps.

He remained silent, but his feet suddenly accelerated, and he picked up the discarded puffed food packaging bag on the ground, and strengthened it to the point where he could easily cut his throat under the surge of butterfly power.

As the distance got closer, the petite figure of the woman and another man came into view, a thin women's coat was thrown on the ground, and the man was holding the shoulder of the struggling woman while pulling her sweater.

Qin Xin was about to make a move, when a familiar faint flash of light in the darkness came into his eyes, it was a circle of earrings of different shapes, a man with a faint dark green tattoo on his neck, and hair like a bird's beak and wings.

Qin Xin stopped, took out his mobile phone and began to watch.

The resisting woman became more and more powerless, and the man ripped off her light-colored sweater, and the static sparks flashed in the cold air.

The woman's shoulders trembled, her hands hugged her chest, and she wanted to call for help but couldn't make a sound out of fear. Under the shadow of the shadow, the man with the strange hairstyle actually put on a sweater for her again.

The feeling of warmth lasted only a second, and the sweater was ripped off by the man again, a slight explosion accompanied by static electricity, and after the spark disappeared, the sweater was covered again, and then ripped off again, and so on twenty or thirty times, and the strange man kept asking the woman to take off and put on the sweater, and there was no other movement.

The woman's stiff tongue finally trembled out the complete words: "You...... What exactly do you want to do. ”

The man with stud ears with hair resembling a falcon was silent for a moment, his finger to his lips.

"Don't talk, you see how beautiful static electricity is, like fireworks."

The woman finally cried: "God...... Neuropathy. He snatched his sweater, ignored the coat on the ground, and staggered out of the alley.

The stud man looked at her embarrassed back and sighed deeply.

"Why, the general public just doesn't understand art and beauty?"

He put his hands in his pockets, turned around slowly, and just saw Qin Xin, who was standing by the wall and taking pictures with his mobile phone, giving him a thumbs up.

A resident of White Rabbit Village Apartment 103, Yi Che, a third-year student of the Winter Art Department who was called a "walking disaster", froze in the night wind.