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Chapter 229 Ripped the wound,

The ID of the person who made this post is: tearing the wound.

how to say……

ID sounds pretty handsome, but it has a strong middle and middle taste.

Continuing to browse through the postings of this person whose ID is Tear the Wound, flipping through, Gong Qingwen feels more and more wrong.

Then, Gong Qingwen couldn't help poking his head slowly, and then looked at his lower berth.

Liu Qingsong was watching a certain show, and then smiled with his uncle on the corner of his mouth.

But after Gong Qingwen poked his head out, the smile on his face immediately subsided.

"What's up?"

It was a very calm voice, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a faint sense of embarrassment in it.

Gong Qingwen shook her head, "No, I want to ask you if you're hungry and if you want some supper."

Liu Qingsong lightly shook his head leaning against the pillow, and the pillow made a slight rubbing sound.

"No, or I won't be able to sleep later."

"Oh……"

Gong Qingwen nodded, as if she had given up on the plan to have supper.

"Okay, then I won't eat either."

Liu Qingsong blinked, and was about to turn his head to continue looking, but saw that Gong Qingwen's head still did not retract.

With a helpless tone, Liu Qingsong asked, "Is there anything else?"

When Gong Qingwen heard the words, she couldn't think of Liu Qingsong and the boy in the Baidu Post Bar.

"No...that's right, I'm a bit bored and can't sleep, can you recommend me a show, the heroine should be cuter."

Liu Qingsong's eyes lit up sharply, but his expression remained calm.

Then, he pondered for a while, as if he was thinking and comparing something.

In the end, he said slowly in a tone that sounded tangled, "Bingguo, the heroine... is quite cute."

Gong Qingwen's heart skipped a beat, and the expression on his face almost stopped.

It's really you!torn wounds,
After he had been rummaging through that Tieba account for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more something was wrong.

The owner of that account also seems to have started playing professionally very early, and is very familiar with the old players like the factory manager.

Moreover, as a support player, his career was equally bumpy.

Moreover, in many places, the career experience of the account owner highly overlaps with that of Liu Qingsong.

Of course, Gong Qingwen is still not completely sure about these things.

However, when he saw that Tieba account, he also liked watching Fan Hou.

He felt that the face behind this Tieba account overlapped with Liu Qingsong's face more and more seriously.

Back on his bed, Gong Qingwen found this episode on a Two-dimensional website.

After watching for a while, Gong Qingwen felt that the atmosphere in this room became more and more relaxed.

Gong Qingwen still couldn't help but speak up, he knew Liu Qingsong's secret, if he kept it a secret, he would feel uncomfortable, so why not just be honest with each other.

"That... tearing the wound, is that you?"

"Snapped."

It sounded like the phone was dropped on the face because of an unsteady hand.

"What... what do you mean?"

The voice came from Gong Qingwen's lower bunk.

The answer was very characteristic of Liu Qingsong. His voice was obviously trembling with panic, but he still tried to be calm.

Gong Qingwen could imagine what kind of flustered expression that usually calm and cold face had at this moment.

"Cough...Sorry, I swear I didn't mean it, I just accidentally glanced at your phone during dinner today."

When Gong Qingwen said this, his voice paused slightly, and then he continued to speak.

"Then, I just want to know more about you. After all, we will be teammates in the future. So I went to the post bar and looked through it to see if I could find a common topic with you."

"You just asked me for a recommendation, are you testing me?"

Liu Qingsong's voice has regained his composure, as if the incident just now had never happened.

"Sorry for breaking your secret. But it's really not my intention, you trust me."

Saying that, Gong Qingwen lay down on the bedside again, ready to look directly into Liu Qingsong's eyes.

Then tell him with your sincere eyes that everything you said at this time is true.

But just lying on the railing, Gong Qingwen was stunned.

At this moment, Liu Qingsong's old face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and even the roots of his ears were blushing.

Seeing Gong Qingwen, the expression on his face quickly became angry.

"Go away! Don't look at me!"

Gong Qingwen was taken aback for a moment, he had just decided that Liu Qingsong had passed the shame period after hearing Liu Qingsong's voice regained his composure.

result……

"I'm sorry, I'm damned."

Gong Qingwen lay on the side of the bed, bowed reluctantly to Liu Qingsong, and then lay back down.

There was silence in the dormitory for a while, Gong Qingwen really couldn't bear this awkward silence.

"That... Actually, I also have some pasts that I can't look back on."

Silence... Gong Qingwen's voice echoed softly in the double dormitory.

Seeing this, Gong Qingwen continued: "When I was eight years old, after watching Ultraman, I jumped down from the second floor wearing a bed sheet, and ended up staying in the hospital for several months."

Still silent.

"And when I was ten years old, a girl confessed to me and gave me a lollipop. But I turned around and gave the lollipop to my good brother, and then the girl He ran to my house and cried, and I was scolded in the end."

Still silent, but in Gong Qingwen's feeling, the atmosphere in the dormitory has gotten better.

"And when I was 13 years old, two female gangsters fought for the right to send me home. One of them held me and refused to let go of the other hand. As a result, my arm was pulled and dislocated by them. A year after that, My mother sends me to and from school every day."

Liu Qingsong:? ? ?

After Liu Qingsong, who was in the lower bunk, asked questions for a while, his voice slowly sounded in the dormitory.

"It's so handsome, you pretend to be J8."

Gong Qingwen was slightly taken aback, and then smiled.

"No, it's just average."

"Where are the two female gangsters, what happened afterwards?"

"Now... one of them has changed his mind and gone to No. [-] Middle School in the city, and the other went to a vocational high school and continues to be a senior."

"Occasionally still in touch?"

"Then I dare not. I will never forget the weakness in my arm at that time. Fortunately, the treatment was timely and there were no sequelae."

"Oh, then you're pretty awesome."

Gong Qingwen scratched his forehead.

"Okay."

After chatting for a while, Gong Qingwen seemed to think of something suddenly, and patted his palm lightly.

"Can I ask you a question, Brother Song."

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Gong Qingwen's address, Liu Qingsong didn't think too much, and immediately agreed.

"Then say yes first, don't be angry."

(End of this chapter)