Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 621 He Can't Die! (3000 words)
The manager who originally wanted to talk to Shen Qingzhuo about how to deal with the relationship, was forced to be tortured by Shen Qingzhuo for a whole night, and the next day he got out angrily like a gossamer and never wanted to hear the word "love" again.

The STA youth group has a busy schedule these days, and there is still a stage today. When they were doing makeup backstage, the makeup artist looked at the boy's thick and sharp face, and felt a little bit at a loss. Seeing that Shen Qingzhuo has been here Playing on the mobile phone, he couldn't help laughing: "You all like to play games at this age, don't spoil your eyes."

The other team members sat beside them numbly, thinking about it.

Sure enough, Shen Qingzhuo raised his head in surprise: "How come?"

He said slowly, "I'm dating my partner."

The make-up artist was stunned for two seconds, then ahh.

"No way." His voice was clean and clear, "My girlfriend is too clingy."

The make-up artist said dryly that it was fine.

Shen Qingzhuo sat on the chair, with a stern face, charming collarbone, clasping the phone with his slender fingers, and asked him with concern: "Teacher, do you have a date?"

"...My child is in the third grade of elementary school."

Shen Qingzhuo looked at him with indescribable pity: "It's so pitiful, the world between the two of them is gone."

"..."

The others couldn't stand listening anymore, and wished they could kneel down and cry bitterly.

enough!

enough! !
If they made a mistake, please let God punish him, instead of letting Shen Qingzhuo torture them by falling in love one by one!
It's really not far from crazy.

"Huh? Brother Zhuo, look at this Weibo, what a coincidence!" A team member swiped his phone, and suddenly came across a hot search on Weibo.

#girlfriend love
This trending search came from a circle of friends posted by a certain netizen. Because the picture is too amazing, and the hand that came out of the circle, it became popular!
Shen Qingzhuo took a look: "Why does this flower look familiar?"

"It looks familiar to me too."

Zuo Duo: "The roses all look the same, so why look familiar!"

Jiang Li'an didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next morning. She crawled out of the bed in a daze, and when she went to wash up, she was horrified to find that there was a very obvious hickey on the left side of her neck!

It is a bit of a charming blue, which is left after being bitten by someone for a long time, and there is a kind of abusive beauty on the white and fragile skin.

Jiang Li'an didn't know whether he should be thankful that last night was a mess, and Jiang Ye didn't see anything.

She rummaged through the closet to find a turtleneck sweater and barely covered the hickey. When she walked out, she saw an unexpected person.

It is Li Jiancheng.

When he saw her, he almost knelt down, and Jiang Li'an was terrified by his hospitality.

"Hey, miss, ouch, you're so beautiful. It was Ah Xi who didn't recognize you before. I apologize to you on his behalf..."

Jiang Li'an guessed why he came here, smiled and said nothing.

Li Jiancheng likes to talk and talk, he is low-key, and he wants to talk about Junxi's crimes, and he has to pay for them.

Jiang Ye ignored him the whole time, leaning against the door and looking out with a cold face.

"Don't look." Li Jiancheng said, "No one came."

"You beat people up like that, and you expect him to crawl over and apologize to you. To be honest, you are really unkind, and you still want to kill yourself."

Jiang Ye looked back: "If I really want to kill him, he is not at home now, but in the intensive care unit."

"What's the matter, I have to thank you."

"He asked for it."

"Jiang Ye...you know, he doesn't know that Jiang Li'an is your sister." Li Jiancheng was rare to be solemn, "Everyone knows that if he hurts anyone, he won't hurt anyone around you."

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, pulled the corner of his lower lip, and said nothing.

Li Jiancheng sighed, the apology was over, and he was about to leave. Before he left, he looked at Jiang Ye hesitatingly, and finally patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder: "He used to...forget it, Don't force him into a corner."

"Is that why I forced him?" Jiang Ye was furious, "Who is he to blame for going this way? I saved him in the first place to make him become like them—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

"What do you think he is for?"

Li Jiancheng vaguely felt something, and Jiang Ye knew that his temper was going crazy.

Even if Tan Junxi didn't dare to tell Jiang Ye, he wouldn't dare either.

Jiang Ye is quite ruthless, but he also has nostalgia for old love and loyalty. He really treats Tan Junxi as a brother, and it is because of this that he is angry.

"Whatever, I can't take care of it."

Li Jiancheng looked up to the sky and sighed, and said, "You have to die before you give up, right?"

"Don't be so unlucky in the morning, okay?" Jiang Ye kicked him.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, live a long life, Brother Ye!"

Li Jiancheng has a hippie smile, just kidding, he is only in his 20s, life has just begun, so why die?

Day by day, autumn is getting colder, and people are beginning to realize that this short and pale autumn has really replaced summer.

Ping An Orphanage.

Children's laughter continued.

"Miss Shen, you're here." The dean's aged voice sounded, with a friendly smile, "The children are playing, come with me."

Shen Siyue nodded slightly, she would come here every week as a volunteer, she liked the innocence and freshness of children very much, but it was a pity that her broken body was destined to die early.

Shen Siyue has no other wishes, but only hopes that Shen Qingzhuo can live in this world safely and healthily, and live his wanton life.

Children were surrounding a thin figure whose white shirt seemed to glow.

Shen Siyue was slightly startled, she didn't expect to see him here.

"That's Mr. Tan." The dean's eyes are kind and sincere, "He has been here for more than ten years and treats the children very well."

She has lived for nearly 80 years, and her vision of seeing people is still very accurate. His gaze at the child is very soft, and there is a moment of pure land in her eyes.

Sorry.

Nine out of ten people in this world are regretful.

"Dean's grandma." When Tan Junxi saw them, his eyes were hidden under the silver mirror, and his thin lips called out tenderly: "Siyue."

Shen Siyue's heart beat suddenly, she lowered her eyes, feeling ashamed of what she just thought.

She had only been here for one month, yet she actually thought that Tan Junxi was here because of her.

Too many things will break everyone's views and definitions of him time and time again.

People have a dark side, and there must also be a sunny side.

He is really contradictory, breaking Shen Siyue's opinion of him time and time again.

They spent a day in the orphanage.

The afternoon sun was soft and bright. He sat quietly on the grass, as if cut off from all the excitement around him. The little girl stumbled and ran towards him, bumped into Tan Junxi, and showed him the flowers in her hand: " Flowers! Give it to my brother! It’s beautiful!"

The unhealed ribs were in severe pain, Tan Junxi's face remained unchanged, and he did not push her away. He lowered his eyes and kissed the petals, and then weaved a beautiful wreath for the little girl, with dexterous and skillful movements, and put it on her head On: "Go and play."

"Thank you brother!" The child expressed his love innocently and purely, tiptoe kissing his side face.

The world of young children is always very simple.

If you treat me well, I will treat you well.

Tan Junxi is good to them, so brother is the best person in the world.

My brother has been with them for many years, coming every month, giving them the sweetest candy, countless snacks and toys, taking them to the doctor, telling bedtime stories, making wreaths, origami airplanes, forever Gentle and silent.

Except for the dean's grandmother, no one is better than my brother.

Shen Siyue stared at him blankly, and when he looked towards her, she hurriedly lowered her eyes.

Tan Junxi laughed, and after there were no children around, he walked up to her and held her chin up.

"Siyue, I'm serious." His tone was low and bewitching, his eyes were pure black, and he slowly approached her lips.

Breath is close at hand.

Shen Siyue froze. At that moment, she thought of many pictures and did not hide.

His kiss finally landed on her earlobe.

Shen Siyue seemed to understand Shen Qingzhuo's feeling.

As night fell, he sent her home.

No one has ever been so gentle to Shen Siyue, his tenderness is like poison, she cannot resist.

"Don't you live with your brother?" Tan Junxi asked.

Shen Siyue shook her head: "He is usually busy."

"You brothers and sisters have a good relationship." Tan Junxi took her hand, and his tone was so calm that it seemed to be chatting, "Did you live abroad when you were young?"

The warning line in Shen Siyue's heart is stretched to the maximum, the things in her youth were nightmares and Ni Lin, and she has always been inhumane: "Don't talk about my brother."

Shen Qingyao is too important to her, she dare not talk about Shen Qingyao casually, for fear of giving some people an opportunity.

"I just want to know more about you." Tan Junxi's voice was a little low, "I don't know your parents, it makes me feel very insecure."

There is something about him, a sense of brokenness.

Shen Siyue was a little guilty, hesitated for a long time, and said something softly that made Tan Junxi raise his eyes suddenly.

"My parents...are dead."

The journey was unexpectedly quiet, he sent her downstairs and then left.

It was already late when Tan Junxi walked back, he was walking alone on the empty road, the smile on his lips gradually faded, the feeling of nausea surged, he couldn't suppress it anymore, ran to the tree, knelt on one knee On the ground, leaning on the tree, I vomited in darkness!

In the end, I couldn't vomit anything, only the stomach twitched and retched.

Tan Junxi wiped his hands and wiped his lower lip fiercely. The psychological disgust was far greater than the physical one. He felt sick even when he touched it. He was so cold that he shivered. The words Shen Siyue said echoed in his mind, intertwined with Shen Qingzhuo's voice. Pull him back to the drowned deep sea.

Subconsciously, he pinched the unhealed knife wound on his arm with his fingers. The wound burst open, which was extremely terrifying. He tasted a sliver of reason in the pain.

How could it be dead?

How can it be!

So what is the purpose of everything I have done these years? !

It all became a joke.

Tan Junxi sat quietly on the ground, leaning against a tree, his white shirt was stained red with blood, looking at the sky in the distance, swallowed by the boundless darkness, he suddenly wanted to laugh, but also felt a deep sadness, the bottom of his eyes faintly glowed .

Cats have nine lives.

He, no, can, can, die!

(End of this chapter)