There Are Always Lovers Killing Each Other For Me

Chapter 71: Father and son kill each other

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Yaoyao felt that Qu Zhengming had taken the wrong medicine recently, and he treated her well, which could be called pampering.

Could it be that crying can win a man's affection, is there such a good thing in this world

While eating, Yaoyao was copying the handwriting on the photos on her mobile phone, when the door opened outside, she quickly turned off the software and replaced it with a stack of drawing paper, on which were half-drawn drafts.

Qu Zhengming drank again today, not much, slightly tipsy.

He opened the door, walked straight into the living room without changing his shoes.

The TV was on and the news broadcast was on, but no one was watching. He walked to Yaoyao's side, glanced at her work, and smiled, "It's far from respectable, you're not the material."

Yaoyao ignored him and put down her brush heavily.

Qu Zhengming lazily sat on the sofa and said, "Come back with me later."

Yaoyao tidied up the paintings, but she was reluctant.

Qu Zhengming: "Today is Jingzi's birthday."

Yaoyao was furious: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Qu Zhengming smiled: "Don't you like Jingzi, you don't even know his birthday?"

Yaoyao gritted her teeth, it was too late to prepare presents.

Ignoring him any more, she began to search for the things she bought recently. The two have the same major and many things can be used in common, but Jing Zi has all these things, and he doesn't lack anything.

Qu Zhengming couldn't understand her like this, and interrupted her with a frown, "You just have to go alone, it's more effective than any gift."

Yaoyao continued to rummage, without even receiving a glance.

Qu Zhengming was so angry that she ignored her, he grabbed her, "I have an appointment with Jing Zi at eight o'clock, I don't have time, let's go now."

Yaoyao shook off his hand, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "I'll take something."

Before Qu Zhengming could react, he ran back to the bedroom.

Qu Zhengming: "I'll wait for you in the car."

Yaoyao didn't answer.

After taking the gift and changing clothes, Yaoyao gathered her hair up and put it into a ponytail and got into the car.

The girl with the ponytail looked youthful, beautiful and childish. Qu Zhengming frowned, reached out and pulled off the rubber band on her head, saying, "Don't tie it like this."

He acted rudely, pulling off several strands of her hair, causing Yaoyao to gasp in pain, she gave Qu Zhengming a hard look, and stabbed at his sore spot, "I am twenty-two years old, so I am suitable for a ponytail."

Qu Zhengming smiled indifferently: "That's the hairstyle of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl."

Yaoyao sneered while holding the gift: "It's better than thirty or forty and pretending to be young. Give me the rubber band!"

She stretched out her hand to grab it, Qu Zhengming stopped her with one hand, opened the ashtray and threw it in with the other, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want more?"

Yaoyao: "...!"

There's soot in it, you shameless bastard!

Reaching out to hug her in his arms, he kissed the back of her neck and asked, "What gift did you prepare for Jingzi?"

Yaoyao couldn't avoid it, so she simply pretended that he didn't exist, and said coldly, "Do you want to see it?"

Qu Zhengming's eyes fell on her chest. It was a small paper bag with a notebook inside. He remembered the little notes passed between lovers when he was young. He was not interested. Delicate skin attracts attention.

He said hoarsely, "Tonight, I also have a present for you."

The man rushed towards her face mixed with the smell of alcohol, causing Yaoyao's face to turn red. She broke away from him and frowned: "Can you stop smelling like alcohol?"

Qu Zhengming said with a smile: "Wine is like a woman, it's boring if it's lukewarm, I like it..." His eyes were provocative, and he fell on her chest, his voice was low and hoarse, "Strong, full of stamina, you need a unique recipe , others cannot imitate..."

When they arrived, the car stopped, Yaoyao got out of the car, walked all the way, and entered the house, the living room was empty, there was no one at all.

Yaoyao: "Uncle Liu, where's Jingzi?"

Butler: "The young master hasn't come back yet."

Yaoyao looked at her watch, it was already eight o'clock.

She turned her head, and Qu Zhengming came slowly, explaining: "I forgot to tell you, Jing Zi said that she had a reunion with her classmates today and would come back very late."

Yaoyao turned around and left. Just two steps away, his voice sounded from behind: "Jingzi's birthday will be after twelve o'clock. Aren't you going to be the first to wish him a happy birthday?"

She stopped.

The gift Qu Zhengming prepared for her was a bottle of good wine, domestic Moutai, some years old.

It's not whiskey, it's not vodka, it's not those foreign wines that are fried in the sky, Yaoyao was really stunned for a moment.

Open it, and the unique fragrance will immediately permeate, clear and lingering.

After pouring a cup, he raised his hand to Yaoyao, "Come, have a taste."

He was smiling and his eyes were bright.

He loves wine, Yaoyao doesn't.

Yaoyao didn't want to, so he forced a drink.

She was a little dizzy after just one cup, it was too old, the handwriting on it could not be read clearly, Yaoyao reckoned it should be puree, but the general ones really don't have this strength.

Her body was fluttering, and she was pulled into his arms by him, and she was fed mouth to mouth a few more times.

Then was carried to bed.

Moderate alcohol can increase the sensitivity of the nerves. Qu Zhengming was very excited and patient today. The love affair lasted for a long time, and when it finally came to an end, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Yaoyao hurriedly went to take a bath, but fortunately, after exercising, a lot of alcohol evaporated from her body, and she didn't feel so dizzy.

After taking a shower and tidying up, it's exactly twelve o'clock.

Yaoyao didn't bother to urge Qu Zhengming, so she went downstairs with the gift herself, and when she got downstairs, she saw Qu Jingzi walking in.

His face was pale, and he didn't look like he came down from a party at all. When he saw Yaoyao, his eyes lit up, and then slowly turned off.

"You're here," he said.

"Yeah." Yaoyao walked in front of him, touched his hand lightly, it was cold.

She was taken aback for a moment, and worried: "Where did you go? Why are your hands so cold?"

Qu Jingzi didn't answer, sat on the sofa, and suddenly asked: "That day, if I...you didn't fall into the water, would it be different now?"

Yaoyao forced a smile, took out the gift, handed it to him with both hands, and said, "Happy birthday."

Qu Jingzi didn't answer, just stared blankly...

"Why don't you pick it up?" Qu Zhengming looked at the two people who were in a stalemate with a smile, and went downstairs wearing a belt, half-truthfully said, "If you don't pick it up, I'll pick it up."

Qu Jingzi took the paper bag and put a notebook inside.

Qu Zhengming took out a notice and put it in front of Qu Jingzi. Qu Jingzi glanced at it, and his face immediately changed, "What does this mean?"

Qu Zhengming sat on the sofa, "Your favorite school, I have contacted you, and you can enroll at any time."

Yaoyao looked up in surprise, opened the notice, "France?!"

Qu Zhengming said with a smile: "The capital of art. I am relieved that you are an adult. After I go there, I will ask my friends to take care of you."

Qu Jingzi pursed his lips tightly. He picked up the notice, looked at it for a long time, then suddenly and slowly tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

"I don't want to go now." After speaking, he took the gift from Yaoyao and turned to go upstairs.

Yaoyao watched him disappear into the corridor until the sound of the door closing, she turned her head abruptly, and asked in a low voice, "Why!"

The smile disappeared a little bit, Qu Zhengming looked at her, and said slowly: "You have thoughts about him, I have to make him realize the reality."

"Today is his birthday!" Yaoyao roared, "Is he your son?!"

"It's because of him that I am responsible for his life." Qu Zhengming stood up and sneered, "It's all because of you, isn't it?"

He raised her face, "Let me ask, that man can bear his woman flirting with the opposite sex under his nose, flirting with the opposite sex, and even almost rolling on the bed, huh?"

Yaoyao: "That was also my fault, why are you so angry at him?"

"Because I don't want to punish you."

Yaoyao was stunned.

Qu Zhengming: "If you punish you, you will cry. Crying makes me have a headache. What can I do? Just send Jingzi away. No matter what purpose you have, come to me."

Yaoyao shuddered, "I... I have no purpose, besides money, what else do you have?"

Qu Zhengming: "..."

He was dazed for a while, then smiled and said: "I have nothing to show for it, what else can you show for it except a face?"

"Then you don't let me go, go find someone more beautiful than me!"

"There are more beautiful ones, but you just happen to like my appetite, so I'm too lazy to change it, so let's make do with it."

Yaoyao was so angry that he kicked him, "Are you wronged?"

Qu Zhengming suppressed her limbs and pulled her upstairs, "A little bit. But at least I can satisfy you on the bed, and you can do it."

With the sound of closing the door, there was no movement outside, Qu Jingzi opened the gift Yaoyao gave him, it was a beautiful handmade rice paper book, he opened it, a piece of paper fell out, he bent down to pick it up, the paper was crumpled Baba, was flattened and folded in half, he opened it, and the moment he saw the contents, the paper floated to the ground.

On it was Xu Meiyan's handwriting, with only one sentence: goodbye, Jingzi; goodbye, this world.

Qu Jingzi's mind was buzzing, he knew exactly what these words meant, but he bid farewell to himself and the world.

Why? !

Could it be that her mother's death was not an accident, but her own choice. She didn't want... didn't want... to live

Where did this piece of paper come from

Why does Yaoyao have it

What is the purpose of her coming here

Qu Jingzi stood up and wanted to knock on the door of his father's bedroom, but when he got to the door, he turned back.

He can't be reckless, he has to figure out why.

In the darkness, Yaoyao's cell phone lighted up.

Yaoyao glanced at it, and Qu Jingzi sent it: I'll wait for you on the balcony on the third floor.

Qu Zhengming asked, "Who?"

Yaoyao: "Push the message."

Qu Jingzi waited on the third floor until three o'clock in the morning, when Yaoyao finally appeared, and he hurriedly pulled her to the balcony, "What's going on?"

Yaoyao: "Do you still remember the woman who sponsored me to go to school? It was your mother, Teacher Xu, and it was because of her that I was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts.

I approach you, too. "

Qu Jingzi said hoarsely: "That piece of paper..."

Yaoyao: "Teacher Xu doesn't know me. I often followed her secretly. During that time, she was not in a good mood. I went into her office and found it in the trash can."

"I suspect," Yaoyao said with a serious face, looking at Qu Jingzi's pale face, "Ms. Xu's death was not a heart attack accident."

Qu Jingzi's lips quivered slightly, and asked, "That's it?"

Yaoyao lowered her head: "I'm investigating."

There was the sound of going upstairs again, Qu Jingzi was about to step forward, but Yaoyao firmly held him back, pushed him to the corner of the wall, and closed the curtains to block it.

"Hide well!"

As soon as it was hidden, Qu Zhengming came up, and she was cutting oranges with a fruit knife.

He glanced around, his eyes paused on the curtain, pulled her up and pressed her to the wall next to the curtain, and kissed her.

The fruit knife and the orange fell to the ground together.

Qu Jingzi lowered his head, looking at the fruit knife at his feet, it was cold and sharp.