out of control relationship

Chapter 11

After waking up, Qin Yuan remembered what happened at the dinner table today.

Ordinarily he has said everything he can say, and it's meaningless to think about it. Qin Yuan is different from Qin Shuobei. He refuses and doesn't want to take many things to heart, so he seems to be vigorous and resolute in some decisions. It sounds mature and steady. Full of vigor, it's hard to say, it's because the mind is too rough and doesn't understand the style.

And this incomprehensible style will be especially prominent once it involves feelings.

In the first half of the second year of high school, a transfer student was transferred to the class. She was a girl with pretty short hair, big eyes, and spoke good Mandarin. The seat was arranged in front of Qin Yuan.

The girl has a carefree personality and gets along well with everyone, and soon became friends with her classmates, and because of some small contacts and coincidences, she was always used to tie up and sell Qin Yuan, making some harmless jokes.

According to this kind of development, and on the premise that the two don't hate each other, things will always turn into a fake show that everyone loves to see.

In Qin Yuan's eyes, the girl is a good girl, and the thing is a good thing, but it just didn't work out.Why?

The problem lies with himself.

Qin Yuan didn't understand, or didn't encounter doubts and negative voices in the process of growing up, so he didn't realize it at all, why didn't he like a girl.The reason is not "not the type I like", but "I have never had the slightest idea of ​​inclination towards admiration", he is like a straight tree, let the wind from east to west, north and south, and at the dinner table with a warm and warm atmosphere, The girl wanted to toast him with a glass of wine across several people.

"I have something to tell you."

Many people thought that it was almost time to pierce the window paper, which was as thin as cicada's wings, but Qin Yuan didn't show the slightest sign of noticing it. He smiled generously and gracefully, and lightly touched the girl with his wine glass.

"It's all in the wine."

Wang Yihong, who was sitting in the middle, took a mouthful of vegetables, and almost lost his breath.

He finally understood——Comrade Qin Yuan, thanks to his special background and family relationship, his poor and precious emotional intelligence has been wiped out by the cruel life over the years. Only love, his sense of love is far weaker than that of ordinary people, otherwise it would not be impossible to appreciate such straightforward language.

Can't even tell who likes him.

"How long have I slept?"

He was sitting next to him with his cup in his arms, rubbing his fingers into his short hair, and his voice was mixed with a soft nasal voice. When he lowered his head, there was a clear arc from the back of his neck to his back, which made Qin Shuobei feel a little uncomfortable. Averting his eyes, he replied without raising his head, "Less than three hours."

Qin Yuan didn't notice his expression at all, his five senses seemed to be delayed as if they had malfunctioned, and the smell from Qin Shuobei's body just now, as well as the movement of patting the back of his hand, was a long-lost, The touch that symbolizes a certain kind of intimacy gives people a natural sense of security.In all fairness, he didn't feel so repelled.

And the fact of "not repelling" made him feel very strange, and he didn't dare to think about it deeply. Finally, he stood up dryly: "...Go out and buy some groceries."

Originally, he wanted to find an excuse to get himself out, but he didn't expect Qin Shuobei to misunderstand his meaning as soon as he finished speaking, put down the book and planned to leave with him.

"Oh," he asked, "what's for dinner?"

What am I doing?Qin Yuan asked in his heart, what does he want to do?

Qin Yuan never asked him what his younger brother, who said he was worry-free but not worry-free, wanted to do it. Since both of them had evening self-study at night, he woke up from a nap as if he had returned to before liberation. Appearing to be in harmony with God's incongruity, he made do with it outside and gave up.When they were each carrying their schoolbags and looking through the menu in the bustling restaurant, he suddenly realized that he hadn't eaten at the same table with Qin Shuobei for a long time.

Their relationship has always been lukewarm. It is clear that they live under the same roof and are called brothers. The family relationship under the surface is actually extremely lacking in substantive content.After Qin Yuan finished ordering, he handed the menu to Qin Shuobei. He had nothing to say for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward. When the meal was served, Qin Yuan looked down at the handful of emerald green coriander sprinkled on the soup, and frowned. wrinkled.

The smell was a bit unacceptable to him, and just as he was about to use the chopsticks to push them out of his sight, Qin Shuobei's chopsticks stretched out from the front, picked up the top pinch, and put it in his In the bowl, I took a sip of the hot soup.

It took Qin Yuan a long time to remember to open his mouth, "...do you like food?"

That's stupid.He thought, after so many years, he didn't even know what his brother liked to eat.

"I don't like it." Qin Shuobei's voice was extra soft amidst the noise around him. He asked the waiter for tissues, "But because you don't want to eat them."

so?

After all, Qin Yuan didn't ask the question.

Because after the reminder of the physical contact today, he began to pay attention to some words and deeds of Qin Shuobei for no reason. He didn't know why, but he became more concerned than before.

He looked at Qin Shuobei from the reflective table in the hotel. His thick black hair covered most of his forehead, his eyebrows were smooth and handsome, taciturn and restrained, without unnecessary small movements, and his temperament was impeccable. It was hard to imagine that this was a 15-year-old kid. —There is something about him that easily conceals the defects of age.

Qin Yuan drank this bowl of soup without coriander, and suddenly felt that if those unbearable past hadn't happened, would Qin Shuobei be a younger brother that he was proud of, and even loved?

He is methodical, conscientious and cautious, and has never let his mother down.

He has a particularly good temper.

He was a little dazed.I don't know what medicine I took wrongly today.So much so that the two of them went to school together naturally after dinner, and he felt that something was awkward, anyway, it was not very comfortable, it reminded him of the disappearing spider.

When I walked to the school gate, I happened to meet Wang Yihong. He immediately relaxed a lot and saw Qin Shuobei greeted him in a neither humble nor overbearing way, "Hello, senior."

"Hey." Wang Yihong stepped forward and put his arms around Qin Yuan's shoulders, and brushed his hair with one hand, "Are you sober?"

"Wake up early."

Qin Yuan shook his head to avoid his hand, seeing that Qin Shuobei was going to another entrance of the teaching building, he waved his hand a little stiffly.

Qin Shuo turned his head while walking, and unexpectedly showed him a rare smile.

"..."

Qin Yuan finally looked away, looked at the thoughtful Wang Yihong, "Your brother seems to be quite obedient, where did you get so much resentment and can't get used to him, are you jealous that your brother is more handsome than you?"

"Senior Ye Sheng gave you beauty, there is nowhere to put the little youth left in the school, right?" Qin Yuan replied bluntly, "When you don't see him messing up, don't come here."

"You don't know the blessing in the blessing, you don't understand the loneliness of the only child."

lonely?

Is it because he lost some prematurely and gained some again, so he doesn't feel lonely?