The heartthrob really didn't fish

Chapter 11 Not Like Back then

"I finally caught you," Song Jiabao forcefully turned the man's face to face him, "Are you..."

The words suddenly stuck in his throat, and what imprinted on his eyes was a face that was both unfamiliar and familiar.

He said unfamiliar because Song Jiabao really didn't remember where he had seen such a person, and said familiar because Song Jiabao always felt that he should have met this person somewhere.

The man seemed a little helpless because he was still found, and called out: "Brother."

Song Jiabao was stunned: "Qin Feihe?"

That's right, aren't these familiar facial features the same as Qin Feihe's long hair?

Song Jiabao slowly let go of Qin Feihe, "Why are you here?"

"My aunt told me."

"Did you bring the breakfast at the door?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you see me running?"

Qin Feihe lowered his eyes, "I think you don't want to see me."

Feelings running all morning turned out to be an oolong, Song Jiabao was so angry that his eyes were red, especially when he was going up and down just now, his muscles were quite painful, and now he stopped suddenly, the soreness was even more obvious .

Song Jiabao let out a heavy breath, and waited for the most sore muscles to subside, then slowly stood up, bent down and picked up the tablet on the ground.

Qin Feihe didn't get a response, so he glanced at Song Jiabao quietly, only to find that Song Jiabao was grinning, and his face was terribly pale.

He couldn't care less for a while, grabbed Song Jiabao's trembling waist, "Brother, are you okay? Your voice didn't sound very good last night..."

Song Jiabao pushed Qin Feihe away with a cold face, "Don't worry about it."

"Auntie is very worried about you, and so am I."

Song Jiabao grinned, as if silently mocking Qin Feihe's fake kindness at the moment.

Qin Feihe explained: "Auntie also felt that your tone was a little tired yesterday, so she asked me to come and see you."

"I'll tell her myself."

"Let me help you go back. I'll leave at the door. You seem to be seriously injured."

Qin Feihe lowered his eyes, but supported Song Jiabao's waist with his hands like iron hoops.

This is the "Qin Feihe" Song Jiabao is most familiar with. No one will persuade him to give in to what he believes in. He just keeps his eyes down and refuses to communicate.

But in fact, Song Jiabao now needs to raise his head to see Qin Feihe's face clearly. This small change reminds Song Jiabao of the more than ten years of separation between them all the time.

Song Jiabao also lowered his head, acquiescing to Qin Feihe's words.

The two maintained the most intimate posture, but the indifferent atmosphere was like strangers meeting for the first time. Qin Feihe felt powerless about this, and he couldn't name a single person by opening his mouth several times, while Song Jiabao didn't want to change this situation at all. kind of atmosphere.

Song Jiabao wished Qin Feihe could leave now.

When they reached the door, Song Jiabao opened the door a few times, leaned against the door frame and pushed Qin Feihe away, "I'm here, you can go."

"It took less than 2 minutes for us to walk from the stairs, but you are already in a cold sweat. Your condition looks quite bad. You'd better go to the hospital for a look."

"I'll figure it out myself."

"then you……"

Before Qin Feihe could speak, the opposite door suddenly opened, and a mocking voice interrupted him: "Tsk, you changed it so soon?"

Song Jiabao and Qin Feihe both looked at the opposite door, and the contemptuous eyes of the opposite door glanced around Song Jiabao.

Then it landed on Qin Feihe, seeing those eyes clearly, he frowned, and the exaggerated expression on his face could not help but withdraw a little.

Song Jiabao is used to the role of Qin Feihe's protector. Even though many years have passed, he still subconsciously wants to stand in front of Qin Feihe when something happens.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I should be the one asking you this sentence, right?" The opposite door regained its disgusted expression, "Don't you know that the surveillance at your door has violated my right to privacy?"

"My surveillance didn't take pictures of you, but the corridor." Song Jiabao explained.

"You sound nice. How do I know that you didn't shoot at my door? I'm afraid you took pictures of the situation inside my door when I opened it?"

"I only installed surveillance to prevent thieves. I didn't observe the situation on your side. I don't know what it looks like inside."

"There is no evidence to say that your camera is facing my door every day. If it were you, would you believe such a statement? You didn't install such a surveillance because you wanted to deliberately disgust me because of what happened a few days ago, right? "

"It's really not what you think. I just encountered something recently, so I wanted to install a surveillance. Or if I show you the surveillance from the past few days, it can prove that I didn't shoot at your door, right? "

"Enough, I'm not as free as you. Let me tell you, if you don't take down the monitoring within today, I will complain to the property management. Your behavior is illegal, and you won't be able to say a few words at that time Words can solve it.”

Qin Feihe took over the topic: "According to what I have shown, China's current laws do not have clear and specific regulations on private installation of cameras."

"But there are always laws to protect personal privacy."

When speaking to Qin Feihe, the expression on the other side's face slightly softened, and his tone seemed to become less aggressive. Such an obvious change gave Song Jiabao an indescribably wonderful feeling.

Before he knew it, Qin Feihe was no longer the autistic boy who needed his protection.

In the past, he was the one who protected Qin Feihe behind him, but now, Qin Feihe is still standing behind him, but he feels that the tall figure of the other party seems to completely cover him and become his solid backing.

And I have to say that the ability to bully the weak and fear the strong is really the same as before.

Facing him, he just looks arrogant. Facing Qin Feihe or Li Kailang, who are obviously taller, his attitude will be much softer.

Qin Feihe glanced at Song Jiabao, and found that the other party had no intention of rejecting him, and because his legs were trembling in his standing posture, he slumped forward half a step, and let Song Jiabao lean on him without any trace.

He continued: "If a citizen installs a camera to protect personal property, the scope of shooting only involves personal living space and public places, and is generally not prohibited by law.

As for the elements of the invasion of privacy incident you mentioned, as long as the camera is aimed at a public place, does not involve the doors and windows of other residents, and does not deliberately aim at other people's range, it is not considered an invasion of privacy.

As for whether the camera at my brother's door is aimed at your door, it's time to check the surveillance to find out.

Of course, you can sue us for violating your personal privacy, and of course we can also sue you for insulting your personal reputation. After all, my brother offered to hand over the monitoring content to you for inspection. "

Speaking of this, Qin Feihe's mouth curled slightly, pointed to the surveillance camera above his head and said: "The conversation just now should have been recorded."

Not only was Song Jiabao dumbfounded by such a long passage, but the door was also blocked from speaking.

Qin Feihe asked considerately: "Do you have any questions about this matter?"

The man opposite him became the project team leader in the company when he was less than 30 years old. He is considered an official, and he is already the best among his peers.

So on weekdays, when dealing with others—especially Song Jiabao's peers who are meek and incompetent at first glance—there is always a sense of self-importance.

He troubled Song Jiabao twice, not necessarily because he meant to be picky, but he didn't expect to be blocked by someone twice.

He climbed fast in the company because firstly, he really has some skills, and secondly, he knows who should be messed with and who must not be messed with.

"Since the monitoring didn't capture my situation, it's legal and reasonable, so of course I have no objection." The opposite door gritted his teeth and tried to pull out a smile and replied, trying not to look so embarrassed.

"Of course," Qin Feihe said with a gentlemanly smile, "It's a trivial matter at first, so it's good to make it clear. After that, I should visit my brother often, maybe we will meet again, so it's not a stranger."

"You and your...brother have a really good relationship, so I won't bother you both."

After speaking to the door, he returned to his own home.

In fact, to him, this person is obviously more like an older brother, and he is a "brother" who is extremely protective and possessive.

Song Jiabao didn't know anything about the slander against the other party, but he remembered that Li Kailang blocked him back with a few words that were neither soft nor hard, and suddenly he was a little curious about what kind of expression Qin Feihe had to force him away .

So when he turned around at the opposite door, he immediately turned to look at Qin Feihe's expression.

Qin Feihe was taller than him, so he couldn't see Qin Feihe's expression very clearly, he only vaguely felt that the way Qin Feihe stared at the opposite door was extraordinarily cold and stern, unlike the way he looked at him before.

Song Jiabao opened his mouth, but before he said anything, Qin Feihe suddenly lowered his eyes, and his eyes just fell on Song Jiabao's slightly parted lips.

In an instant, the hairs on Song Jiabao's back stood upside down, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to push Qin Feihe away. It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that when he turned around, he was completely wrapped in Qin Feihe's arms.

When Qin Feihe hugged him just now, firstly, he was really a little unsteady, and secondly, he didn't want to block Qin Feihe's face, so he had to bear it for now. Unexpectedly, he got used to this tolerance and completely forgot about it. over this matter.

"Brother, let me take you in."

Qin Feihe withdrew his gaze from Song Jiabao's lips, and looked openly into Song Jiabao's eyes.

The premonition of danger that arose just now also disappeared in an instant, so fast that Song Jiabao thought that everything was just his illusion.

Song Jiabao patted Qin Feihe's arm, "Don't put your arms around my waist, I don't like it."

"you're uncomfortable."

"Just hold me up."

Qin Feihe slowly withdrew his hand, only supporting Song Jiabao's shoulder, but the other was still vaguely behind Song Jiabao's waist, as if ready to catch Song Jiabao at any time.

His meticulous and thoughtful appearance made Song Jiabao feel a little complicated.

So, why did you leave him in the hospital without saying a word?

Thinking of that incident, Song Jiabao's heart that had just softened a little became cold again, he pursed his lips and let Qin Feihe help him to the sofa, and immediately issued the order to evict: "I'm fine, you can go."

"Brother, can you tell me what happened to you? Your face looks really bad."

"This is my business. When you go out, remember to close the door for me."

Qin Feihe refused to move, maintaining a half-kneeling posture in front of the sofa, clasping Song Jiabao's calf gently.

"Auntie told me to see if you were sick. Let me take a look. If you're sure everything's okay, I'll leave right away."

Song Jiabao's expression turned ugly, "I don't need you to see, can you go?"

"Even if you're angry, don't make fun of your body, okay?"

"I didn't make fun of my body," Song Jiabao twitched his lips mockingly, "For the person who left me in the hospital without a word, it's you, would you do such a thing?"

The pointing meaning of this sentence is too strong, Qin Feihe couldn't help clasping Song Jiabao's calf with his fingers, causing Song Jiabao a little pain.

"You hurt me!" Song Jiabao grabbed Qin Feihe's hand and said.

"Hold, I'm sorry." Qin Feihe came back to his senses, but his hands loosened a little, but he still didn't let go, "Brother... Let me take a look and make sure there is nothing wrong. I will leave right away."

Seeing that he refused to explain what happened back then, Song Jiabao suddenly became angry.

He had already said this for the sake of it, and Qin Feihe refused to explain it. Isn't it because there is nothing to explain?

"Qin Feihe! Let go of me quickly! I don't want you to see, get out of my house immediately!"

"Brother, don't do this. If the wound is not treated properly, it will be infected."

"You don't need to worry about that, my brain has been opened and I survived!"

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

Qin Feihe pursed his lips, intending to forcibly lift Song Jiabao's trouser legs to see what kind of injury he had suffered.

"I said, don't touch me!"

There is no bite mark left by that person on Song Jiabao's leg, it must not be seen by others!

In desperation, he raised his leg and kicked Qin Feihe on the shoulder.

Qin Feihe slammed his back against the coffee table and couldn't help but groan in pain.

Song Jiabao also paled and ruthlessly said because the kick just now involved muscles, "I told you, don't look at it, don't you understand human speech?"

Qin Feihe lowered his eyes as if injured, covered his shoulders and said, "Sorry, then I'll come and see you next time."

"Go away, don't come here again, I don't want to see you again."

Qin Feihe stood up silently, clutching his shoulders and walking towards the door, the sound of heavy breathing spread in the air.

It wasn't until he walked to the corridor and closed the door that Qin Feihe let go of his hands covering his shoulders. He lowered his head and was a little distracted when he saw the blood stains on his palms.

In the room, Song Jiabao regained his strength, and then slowly recalled Qin Feihe's injured expression covering his shoulder at the end. Qin Feihe was kicked away so easily by him, was it because of his shoulder injury?

Qin Feihe was also worried about him, so he drove people away just like that... Isn't it too good?

Song Jiabao was so entangled that he was about to bite his lip, but finally he couldn't help but rushed out, just as he opened the door, the first thing he saw was Qin Feihe standing in front of the door with a blank expression.

Qin Feihe didn't seem to realize that Song Jiabao would run out and was caught right away.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be some weird atmosphere spreading...