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Chapter 1287 Baby, Did You Hand In Your Paper Today 52
Yes, no matter how he pretends, he is still such a him.

Even if she likes it or fears it.

It is absolutely impossible for him to let go of her hand.

The light in his eyes gradually dissipated, Zhang Yan thought.

It doesn't matter if he becomes like his father, it doesn't matter if he becomes what he hates the most, and it doesn't matter if he does what he should hate the most, as long as he can stay with her... that's fine.

No matter whether her eyes were filled with fear or emptiness, he... wanted it like crazy.

But why, the bottom of my heart is still a little empty, as if I can't find the boundary?

"Desire to control, isn't it scary?" He said softly, chuckling, "My mother was under the control of my father, couldn't accept it, and finally committed suicide. The way she died has been engraved on my memory until now. In my mind, I don't want... I really don't want to become like that."

Luoluo...he really doesn't want to become like that...

Before Zhang Yan recovered from his dark thoughts, he heard the little girl speak, her voice was as soft as ever, with a little indescribable taste.

"What you've been thinking all along..."

Zhang Yan pursed his lips slightly.

"Are they all so emotional?"

Zhang Yan:? ? ?
Zhang Yan couldn't help but raised his hand and looked at Yan Luo.

Yan Luo still hooked his lips, and his eyes were bright.

"It's the kind of blackened girl manga that has been popular recently. Isn't the male protagonist in it just like this? He seems to be a little crazier than you. He drinks human blood, pulls his hair at every turn, and wants to kill people at every turn."

The little girl's emotions were a little different from what he had imagined, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, thought carefully about what Yan Luo said, and finally pursed the corners of his lips, serious.

"I don't think it should be called a blackened girl comic, but a brain-dead girl comic."

The corner of Yan Luo's mouth twitched, and a pair of round eyes glared at him.

"You don't understand, the little girl likes these now."

"Luoluo..." Zhang Yan interrupted Yan Luo, raised his hand to caress Yan Luo's long black hair with lowered eyes, "It's different."

Yan Luo paused and looked up at him.

Just listen to his words, "They are different from reality. When you meet in reality... After getting along with each other, you will feel horrible."

He spoke with difficulty, word for word.

"I might... hurt you."

This sick, paranoid, crazy, possessive, controlling.

It will make people feel scary.

The emotion in Yan Luo's eyes finally became serious, he chuckled lightly, and raised his hand to cover his face, "I said before, it doesn't matter if you can do a little more, I know..."

"The Zhang Yan I like, my editor-in-chief, is different from your father. From the fact that you can get out of his control, from the fact that you can really touch my heart and make me like you, you can I know...you are different."

You are different.

This was the first time Zhang Yan heard someone say that.

Everyone said that he looked like his father, and his personality was [-]% to [-]% like his.

From the beginning to the end, she was the only one who held his face seriously and said to him, 'It's okay, I like you, I know, you are different. '

"I like you too, I like you the most." Zhang Yan bit the corner of his lip, and opened his mouth until he could taste the blood.

I like it so much that I can't help but stop when I hear your voice, and I can't help but stop when I see a figure similar to you. There is obviously only one you in the world, but everything looks like you.

(End of this chapter)