Dophenamine.
This term was not unfamiliar to Qin Zhan, who had minored in psychology at university, but at this moment when he heard Ning Yiming's explanation, he was stunned and could not react until the cigarette ashes on his fingertips fell to the ground. He couldn't recover from the dirty carpet for a long time.
In the end, Ning Yiming also thoughtfully concluded for him, "If the above symptoms are met, then your friend should like his brother."
Qin Zhan doesn't want to be confirmed or reminded repeatedly of the damn fact that he likes his younger brother.
After hanging up the phone with a snap, Ning Yifan listened to the blind voice coming from the other end of the phone. He didn't mind at all that someone was harassing her for no reason in the middle of the night and hung up the phone rudely.
He threw away his cell phone with great gloating, lay on the bed with his legs crossed, and smiled like an old fox, "Tsk, tsk, you didn't listen to what I said. You don't have any concentration at all. There will be good things in the future." Read it." Of course, even if Qin Zhan continues to listen, he will not reveal the news that Song Ye is a girl so easily. This is the first time that Colonel Qin has been tempted in twenty-six years. No matter what, he will have to challenge the high level of difficulty. Just fine.
As for how difficult this is, just look at Qin Zhan standing in front of the window for an hour without moving.
This brain that can break through the siege in the hail of bullets and create wealth that is difficult for many people in the world is now trapped in a daze of confusion. Ning Yifan has no idea that for Qin Zhan, these two words "like" are very important. How strange it is, and as a physically and mentally healthy man, the fact that he likes someone who is ten years younger than himself and of the same sex is even more difficult to accept.
The cigarettes were held in his mouth, one after another, and no one noticed the ashes falling all over the floor, until dawn broke outside the window, and the sunlight pierced the clouds and shot into Qin Zhan's pupils. The dazzling light made him squint his eyes slightly, and his eyeballs were Come in protest of dryness and soreness.
With a snap, the door behind him was pushed open. Qin Zhan looked back and saw the young man leaning against the door in the cool morning air.
"Smoking without turning on the exhaust fan, I thought there was a fire." Song Ye was fully dressed, still wearing white clothes and trousers, clean and tidy. Her tone was not complaining about the smell of Qin Zhan's smoking, but reminding him of his lack of restraint. .
The deserted quilt and the soot-covered carpet made it clear at a glance that the man by the window had not slept all night.
For what reason, Song Ye didn't know, but out of brotherly love, she helped him turn on the exhaust fan in the room, "I want to go out for a run, do you want to come with me?"
Do you want to come together
Bang bang, the instinctive reminder from the heart ran uncontrollably again. Even after a night of meditation, the feeling of longing became more and more obvious.
Hoping to get closer, hoping to get a response, hoping to touch, his eyes wandered on the young boy's slightly immature face, as if he was deeply attracted by a magnet, and he could no longer take his eyes away.
Qin Zhan suddenly understood. He understood that he could no longer escape. He could not escape the cage that the young man had set for him, and he could not escape from the vortex that he had stepped into on his own initiative.
He couldn't resist or deny the fact that he was deeply attracted to the person in front of him.
The sunshine at seven o'clock in the morning was neither cold nor hot, and the right breeze blew across my cheeks, bringing with it the dryness and comfort unique to northern cities.
In the garden under the apartment building, two figures were trotting forward side by side. The surroundings were silent except for the sound of footsteps.
Qin Zhan is a person who adapts quickly. Once he thinks about something clearly and has a definite answer, he will no longer hesitate.
Now that he is sure that he likes Song Ye and wants to be with him, before confirming whether the other person also likes him, he just wants to follow his own heart and spend as much time with him as possible.
In other respects, Song Ye is still young and Qin Zhan will wait for her to grow up.
When Song Ye was making breakfast, he discovered that Qin Zhan had changed again. For the first time, he came to help her, cracking eggs and cutting ham sausages. It was so ungrateful that it seemed like he was trying to show his courtesy, which made her have to doubt, "You have it?" Do you want to tell me something?"
"No." Qin Zhan shook his head directly and continued to carefully cut the ham sausage that had been broken into pieces under his hands. His face seemed to be a little...pleasant
Song Ye was puzzled. He didn't understand that this man ran to his bed in the middle of the night, looked at it for a long time, and smoked all night. When he saw it in the morning, he still looked worried. However, when he came back from a walk, he looked radiant. It also improves facial paralysis skills externally.
Even though she thought about it, she couldn't think of the reason. Until after breakfast, when she saw the man taking the initiative to do the dishwashing work and wiping the dishes vigorously there, Song Ye still couldn't come to his senses.
Originally, he wanted to find some time to help his eldest brother psychologically and provide some guidance, but before Qin Zhan finished washing the dishes, the doorbell rang.
Song Ye stood up and glanced at the monitor on the wall. The people standing outside the door were members of the Qin family. With a change of heart, she opened the door, put her hands in her pockets and looked at him calmly, "What are you doing?"
The butler stepped forward, changed his arrogant attitude last time, and immediately bowed to Song Ye with a ninety-degree bow, and said sincerely: "Mr. Song, I invite you to have a light meal at home, please be sure to appreciate it."
When Song Ye received this great gift, he didn't even say a word of politeness. He said calmly: "Sorry, I'm leaving Beijing for my return. I'll visit Mr. Qin again next time I have a chance." This old man just entered the operating room the night before yesterday, but today he Everyone knew what his motives were when he came to invite her to dinner. The housekeeper didn't say anything, and Song Ye wasn't that understanding. Should he take Qiao or take Qiao
Sure enough, when he heard that she was leaving, the housekeeper's body stiffened and he did not dare to straighten his waist. "Mr. Song, please come to the house. I have something to tell you."
"That's it." Song Ye seemed to realize it. He lowered his eyes and looked at the butler's waist that was bent to the point that it started to tremble slightly, and continued to think deeply.
Qin Zhan came out of the kitchen and just watched the butler maintain that posture for more than ten minutes. He knew that this was the kid's revenge, so he didn't get involved. He went back to the room and changed his clothes and came out. He happened to hear Song Yeying's dinner. invite.
When the latter turned around, he saw Qin Zhan had changed his clothes. He raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Move quickly enough." Then he wandered out of the door.
Song Ye quite enjoyed the invisible tacit understanding between them. Needless to say, they understood each other and got along very harmoniously.
And Song Ye's real return time cannot be today. How could she leave so easily after setting up such a big game.