Chapter 219 Gauze
The morning sun shines into the window sill and falls on the wool carpet, reflecting a milky white halo, and a milky white shadow lies on a small piece of carpet by the window. The boy put his head on the quilt and closed his eyes gently. The eyes and the side face were peaceful, and the thin short hair fell on the neck, softly and docilely on the skin, making the sleeping boy look a little more obedient.

His eyelids seemed to be touched by the sun, his long eyelashes fluttered, and he gently opened his deep eyes. What he could see was the white halo on the plush carpet and the unfamiliar home style.

He couldn't sleep well on the train for three consecutive days, and this time he slept so deeply that Song Ye's eyes were still a little dull when he woke up.

It wasn't until the sound of slippers stepping on the floor touched his nerves that he woke up suddenly, turned over and sat up, and found that he had slept in the living room all night, covered with a quilt, which was obviously Qin Zhan's masterpiece.

Damn.

She frowned suddenly, she couldn't remember when she fell asleep, and she didn't even notice Qin Zhan's approach.

If someone wanted to kill her, wouldn't she be dead without a place to bury her?

Although she knew that Qin Zhan would not harm her, the fact that she fell asleep so soundly was entirely because of her trust in the other party.

But she was still bitter about letting her guard down.

"Wake up, go brush your teeth and wash your face." Qin Zhan walked over wearing slippers, turning a blind eye to Song Ye's embarrassed sleeping appearance, and walked into the kitchen after saying a few words.

Song Ye looked at his black home clothes, even the buttons were fastened to the first button, and felt speechless.

Coming out of the bathroom after washing his face, he happened to see the hardworking elder brother coming out of the kitchen with breakfast. Song Ye felt a little hungry, but when he leaned over to take a look, he was immediately overwhelmed by a table full of burnt or mushy food. Lost appetite.

"Let's eat." But Qin Zhan didn't know it. After setting up the plate, he ate the burnt bread by himself, and he couldn't tell how it tasted from his cold face.

Song Ye also finally knew that a man who can fight with firearms and fight in decathlon also has weaknesses.

She didn't intend to touch the fruits of a certain elder brother's hard work, so she walked to the kitchen silently, opened the refrigerator, and made enough food and clothing by herself.

5 minutes, two omelets, bread and ham, a little watered broccoli and two glasses of milk.

When it was placed on the table, it immediately formed a sharp contrast with Qin Zhan's car accident scene.

But the man on the opposite side didn't show any joyful expression, he ate in silence, and finally settled the burnt portion together.As he said last night, on the battlefield, food is sometimes something that cannot afford to be wasted.So he cherishes every piece of food, and also because he is away all the year round and lacks family experience, so he doesn't know how to cook, and he thinks that what can be eaten is all right.

Worms and frogs have been eaten raw, and a piece of scorched bread is nothing.

Song Ye also understood, so he didn't say much.

In the process of leisurely enjoying breakfast, her movements usually slowed down, so that when Qin Zhan finished three breakfasts, Song Ye was still chewing and swallowing a piece of ham sausage in his mouth.

As a result, it almost turned into a tragedy because of this.

Because Qin Zhan asked a question that was still on his mind before going to bed last night, "I saw that you had gauze wrapped around your mouth, did you get hurt?"

Straightforward, clean, straight to the heart, making Song Ye unavoidable.

"Ahem, cough..." At that time, Song Ye was stuck in his throat by a piece of ham sausage, coughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, and finally poured a large glass of milk in a hurry to stop it. The tragedy happened.

This was the first time in his life that Song Ye was so shocked that he had such a gaffe reaction.

Qin Zhan reached out and handed her a tissue, "Why, don't you want to say it?" Seeing this reaction, his first instinct was guilt.

Song Ye coughed until his cheeks became hot, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue. His heart was full of galloping horses, but he just nodded his head, expressing that he didn't want to talk more.

There is really no way to talk, should I tell him that it is not gauze, but wipe the moon?Song Ye is not that stupid. Since he chose to tamper with his gender, he cannot turn back on this road.

It's just that I was too careless, so I let down my vigilance because of trust, and exposed Mo Yuexiong. Fortunately, Qin Zhan is a ten thousand-year-old iron tree and doesn't understand girls, otherwise he would have been exposed last night.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, but you are still a student now, and the record of fighting will affect your admission to higher education." Qin Zhan didn't talk too much, and just mentioned this sentence to expose the matter.Teenagers are immature and have weak ability to resist pressure. He has seen many recruits being scolded by him to wipe their tears in secret, so Qin Zhan finally has room for speaking.

Maybe he didn't even realize that he was softening his heart towards Song Ye. From being tough and indifferent at the beginning to now knowing how to think about it, it has become a habit in a subtle way.He gradually protected the young man in front of him behind him, giving him care and love. Neither he nor Song Ye noticed all these changes.

After breakfast in the morning, Song Ye declared that he was going out for a stroll, and took the opportunity to get out of Qin Zhan's sight.

With the remaining 9000 yuan in his pocket, Zhao Chongbin wandered around the door of the hotel, feeling tangled and depressed.

A whole day later, he took a group of brothers and followed Song Ye off the train and came to the capital to settle down, but the other party gave him 1 yuan and disappeared without a trace.

"If you don't care about people, at least pay 1 yuan." Zhao Chongbin muttered, and kicked the stones on the side of the road again. His bones were about to lie on the big hotel bed, and his life was so leisurely that it hurts.

From time to time, little girls passed by on the side of the road. Seeing Zhao Chongbin's handsome boyish face, the three souls were fascinated, and some even ran over shamelessly to ask for contact information.

"Fucking, I'm bored." Zhao Chongbin waved his hand in disgust, he missed his beard very much, and if he had known it, he would not have shaved it in a whim.

Just as he was bowing his head and complaining, another greeting came over, "Early in the morning, what are you doing here?"

Without thinking about it, he raised his hand and waved it away like a fly, "Let's go, don't bother me." After finishing speaking, no one left, he frowned and was about to curse, when he looked up and saw a delicate and familiar face , I was startled, and the next sentence was really swearing, "Fuck, why did you come here until now?"

"Why, it's not good to let you eat, drink and have fun?" Song Ye directly ignored the depressed boy face, raised his eyes and glanced at the dilapidated hotel in front of him, and said directly: "Bring your brother and follow me."

Zhao Chongbin was taken aback for a moment, seeing that she had turned her head and left, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Good place." Song Ye said.

(End of this chapter)

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