Everyone thinks God likes me

Chapter 222 If Love Is Giving Back

If "love" means "giving in", then Ping Youxiu hides herself, does not hesitate to restrain and damage her own light, but also to light up her sister's light. This is undoubtedly the most silent and deepest love.

He didn't feel the slightest sense of frustration, and he was also very happy to see his sister full of interest.

……

A lot of time has passed in a flash, and several years have passed.

If it wasn't for [Tianxian]'s proposal, Ping Youxiu would have even forgotten that she was originally good at cooking.

After making a peerless and delicious bento, he subconsciously wanted to make an extra serving for his younger sister to taste, but he remembered the moment when his younger sister said, "Finally, there is one thing, I am better than my brother." She looked joyful, and her brother smiled lightly and dismissed the idea.

Warm memories filled the emotions, and my brother whispered to himself: "Fool, without you, I don't want to do anything. From this point of view, you, who are the root of everything, are more powerful than me, the all-round lazy genius. too much."

……

Memories travel through time and go back to many years ago.

It was vaguely that starry night when Ping Youxiu went home with her injured sister on her back.

Ping Youxiu exhorted: "Xiao Yuyuan has already worked very hard and is already great, but she must not relax in the future, and must continue to work hard to become a better person."

His younger sister was lying on his back, drowsy, but her little hands subconsciously clenched his neckline tightly, and tears quietly wet his clothes.

Ping Youxiu changed her mind softly: "Of course, if you are tired, just take a good sleep. In my brother's heart, you don't need to work hard, you are already the best, and the rest... is left to you Brother."

……

just now.

"Is it because you deliberately make the food unpalatable to make your sister feel happy that she has a skill to win?" After listening to the story, Professor Qingming said in a gentle tone: "Classmate Youxiu, you are a good brother. Don't worry, I will do it for you." You kept it a secret from classmate Yuyue."

Ping Yuxiu: "Thank you."

Qingming smiled and said, "I'm very happy to share the secret of mutual bond with Youxiu. By the way, [Tianxian] will be waiting for you here on this bench at the old time tomorrow afternoon."

After saying that, he turned and left decisively.

Ping Youxiu was stunned on the bench, why did Professor Qingming speak so resolutely?As if he could be the master of [Tianxian], which made Ping Youxiu curious about the relationship between Professor Qingming and [Tianxian].

……

After returning home, Ping Youxiu silently turned on the computer, found and clicked into Professor Qingming's fan discussion forum.Computer fluorescence printed on his lenses gave off a silver-blue light, adding a cold air to the handsome young man. He browsed the same nymphomaniac testimonials indifferently, his eyes focused and his face always tense.

There are no more than four types of posts in the discussion bar: one is to express your feelings about Professor Qingming's high knowledge and good temper, and the personable nobleman; Random encounters and photos taken secretly; four pairs of academic debates under the research topic of Professor Qingming.

However, these are not what Ping Youxiu wants, what he wants, even he doesn't know what it is.

But the impulse welling up in his heart, the urge to know more about Qing Ming, forced him to persevere in browsing.

Finally, after two hours, his finger sliding the mouse stopped.

This is a post about Professor Qing Ming when he was studying abroad. It records some little-known daily stories of Professor Qing Ming before he became famous.

Through reading, Ping Youxiu learned about Qingming's nickname "puppet" and his past.

There is an indescribable boredom and... pity in my heart.

(End of this chapter)