When he woke up, it was already bright outside the window.

The fiery sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and could see the floating dust.

Qi Jin thought back to last night's absurdity and hugged his right arm, sound asleep.

"Impulse is the devil."

Qi Jin tapped his forehead, in the future, he would be responsible for her.

Now that the two of them were having fun together, a man couldn't ignore the sacrifice of a woman.

"Don't regret what you've done. It isn't something a man can do to start and end up abandoning others."

Qi Jin will immediately cheer for you and muster up the courage.

Gently, she pulled her arm out of Yang Xian's embrace. Feeling that she was not used to it, she mumbled a few sentences that she couldn't hear clearly, turned around, and went back to sleep.

Looking at her plain face and face that was like a flower, Qi Jin realized that happiness lay in having a body like Yang Xian's. With her future, it was truly rare to obtain such trust.

Returning to the bedroom that belonged to him, Qi Jin sighed deeply. It seemed like these two bedrooms would work together.

After thinking about it, he couldn't tell Yang Xian about her identity, and he couldn't tell him in detail even if he wanted to. There was no girl willing to live with a murderer.

Recently, the faces of the three people who had died that day had always appeared in his mind. They tortured him to the point where he could not sleep at night and he often sweated.

These were the psychological symptoms that appeared after killing someone. Killing someone was done under extremely impulsive circumstances. After killing someone, you would need to do some psychological counseling.

Remove great psychological stress.

Within the Public Security Bureau, there are specialized psychological doctors.

Qi Jin was still on a mission, so he couldn't do any mentoring. He could only rely on his own perseverance to overcome the inexplicable fear.

Qi Jin could vaguely sense that something was wrong with his mind after killing someone, so he did not mind it for the time being.

Arriving at the living room, he propped himself up on the floor with both hands and did 300 push-ups in a short 5 minutes. On average, he was sweating every second.

This was something that he had to do every day. He had to maintain his vigorous physical strength.

If it was a hot bath, the mist would rise, blocking their line of sight, and nothing good would happen to Yang Xian.

If the thin layer of window paper was punctured between a man and a woman, an indescribable feeling would arise. The body would urge the soul and hand him over to the other party.

This was how love was fostered. As for the realm of achieving the unity of the soul and the body, it was hard to find one among ten thousand.

After washing his sweat, Qi Jin walked into the kitchen and made two breakfasts. He brought the dishes to the table and opened the bedroom door.

"Crash."

Qi Jin's hand trembled, he almost threw his bowl on the ground and greeted his hurriedly: "You're awake, hurry up and wash up, it's time to eat breakfast."

"Have you always been so diligent?"

"More or less."

"A hardworking person is good. If you're not hardworking, you won't be able to earn money."

You're just starting to care about me?

's face was filled with black lines. He hated being controlled and he didn't have any freedom at all, it seemed like Yang Xian was a rather traditional girl, like a bee that was buzzing here and there, working hard to get rich was her belief.

From the back, he watched as Yang Xian walked into the washroom with small steps. Furthermore, her body was injured because of him, so she had the thought of blaming herself.

Breakfast was a warm and cozy affair. He would sit facing each other, occasionally looking at each other as sparks flew from his eyes. One could see the strong feelings of love in the other's eyes.

"I should continue working. Without money, a diploma, and no background. If I want to develop, I need to accumulate primitive knowledge."

This kind of mentality was not what Qi Jin needed. He had the air of a hero and desired to accomplish great things.

"Hmm, let's leave it like this for now. There's no need for three months, I'll help you change for a more relaxed job and earn a bit more money. Oh right, who else do you have in your family?"

Qi Jin said as he pondered.

Even though they were living together, they didn't spend much time together every day. With Qi Jin's deliberate caution, they didn't know much about each other's families.

I have parents, and I also have a brother in high school. At that time, dad desperately wanted to have another child and said that he would be able to help the family with work once he grows up. I didn't know that the price he would have to pay for raising a child would be far greater than the rewards this child would bring to the family.

"Haha …" "It can't be?"

Qi Jin thought for a moment, then asked: "What do you think?"

"In an environment with insufficient ability, a child is a burden, a pressure that makes it hard to breathe. One has to worry about their child for the rest of their lives. When they grow up, they can save a bit of worry.

"Then, you don't plan on having children?"

Qi Jin heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't have any plans to become a father yet.

Since Yang Xian had the same thoughts, it meant that the two of them had something in common.

She stared intently at Qi Jin's eyes, preventing him from speaking lies.

Yang Xian then said: "What about you? "What do you think?"

After thinking for a moment, Qi Jin said straightforwardly: "I don't want children, this is my bottom line, at least not within five years. We are still young, our economic foundation is poor, we can talk about it after our days are better, it's settled then."

"Then we …" Is this how you live? "

Yang Xian was a little unwilling, she was the one who had the final say on whether or not she had a child. Just as she said that, Qi Jin immediately made it clear, making her feel like she was at a disadvantage and had to listen to his every word.

Yang Xian, who was originally very proud, was not convinced. Even if she wanted to fight for a role that occupied the majority of the family's positions, she could feel a little more comfortable.

"Let's leave it at this for now, but it's better to sleep together. It's up to you, I won't force you to stay with me in the future. As long as you're willing, I won't give up on you."

Qi Jin quickly said what he had thought of in his heart. Maybe he would hurt her, and trust was the basis of all these emotions.

"Whap."

Yang Xian put down the chopsticks in her hand heavily, looked at Qi Jin with fire in her eyes, and said: "You are just a disgraceful thing that doesn't acknowledge your debt. Even after playing with me, you still dare to use such a grand excuse."

"What did you say?"

Qi Jin felt a headache coming on. Sighing, he said: "Looking at the long-term perspective, I cannot just rely on my impressions and a few words. If you think I am a despicable and shameless person, then move out from here.

"Stop dreaming. In this lifetime, I'm definitely going to follow you."

The two of them had woken up early in the morning and had a very loving relationship. Due to a few words, they had actually started arguing.

Qi Jin and Yang Xian's views were different, their businesses were even further apart. Living together, it was only a matter of time before they would bump into each other.

"I'm going out. Clean up the place."

Qi Jin picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, ending the quarrel.

"Where are you going during today's holiday?"

Shi Hongyun's alluring figure appeared in front of Yang Xian's eyes. She could feel that Qi Jin must have gone out to meet Shi Hongyun, and before he had even married, he had already started to cheat.

"Men have things to do, but women don't have to worry about that."

Qi Jin domineeringly embraced her and then deeply kissed his.

Yang Xian pushed it a few times, but did not push it forward.

After kissing him, Yang Xian pushed him away, expressing her resistance and said harshly: "You said you wouldn't force me."

"Kiss is not forced, sleep making love is forced."

Qi Jin shamelessly said. In front of Yang Xian, who had already started a relationship with him, he could not act like a righteous man.

"You're really shameless."

Yang Xian wiped her mouth, feeling indignant.

When Qi Jin left, she actually smiled slightly, and said to himself: "The taste of the kiss is very sweet, aiya! Yang Xian, you are starting to fall. "

Then, with his awkward ass, he began to do housework.

After leaving home, as Yang Xian expected, she called Shi Hong Yun: "Sister Hong, do you have any arrangements today?"

"There aren't any arrangements. Most of our sisters have left. I'm playing at the bowling alley with Sister Qiushui. If you have nothing else to do, then let's go together."

"Alright, I'll be right there."

Qi Jin hung up the phone and walked out to the street. Seeing the flower shop full of flowers, Qi Jin suddenly remembered that he should buy a bunch of flowers for Yang Xian.

He then ordered a fresh flower from the florist and left the address.

The florist's attendant politely asked, "Sir, do you need to leave a message? We can provide services. "

"Alright, then I'll leave you a message."

He wrote on a postcard: "Thinking of your feelings, sweet heart, love your feelings, joy, embrace your feelings, this life will be willing."

His handwriting was firm and forceful, not very beautiful, and between the lines was a sense of righteousness. The force of his brush penetrated through the paper.

"Teacher's calligraphy is naturally generous, simple and elegant. You are a person who has succeeded in your career, judging by your character."

the waiter said admiringly.

Actually, the address of the flower delivery girl was not far from the flower shop, moreover, Qi Jin's clothes were of a higher quality, and his flattery was also for Dora's a customer, so no one disliked being respected.

"Thank you."

Qi Jin magnanimously took out two hundred yuan and said: "There's no need to find zeros."

When he worked in a bar, he learned to give tips and pay more money so that he could get better service. That was the unchangeable truth.

Sure enough, the waiter beamed and said, "Thank you sir, I will use the best packaging, your girlfriend must be very beautiful."

Qi Jin waved and left.

Although Yang Xian thought that it was a waste of money after receiving the fresh flowers, she really liked it in her heart.

She had received flowers before, but it was not as sweet as this time. Especially the note on the postcard, it made her experience the taste of happiness. After all, being cared for by a man she liked was the greatest happiness.