The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Perhaps it was the gentle and tolerant look in his eyes that gave him great courage. Ji Muxiu suppressed the timidity in his heart, his lips trembled, and he confessed his love: "Huo Qiaoyin, I...I admire you..."

Ji Muchiu didn't dare to look at Huo Qiaoyin. He was really afraid. There was very obvious disgust on the face of the person he cared about. After all, not everyone could accept this kind of thing.

"I... I know this is very abrupt... No, I want to say that this may just be my wishful thinking. I know your identity, Mr. Huo. I am so humble as dust... Between you and me The gap is a hurdle that can never be crossed..."

Ji Muchiu's thoughts were confused, his lips were opening and closing, and he had no idea what he was talking about. He just relied on his conscious instinct to say a lot.

"I mean, you can think that I'm talking nonsense...I, I...if you feel disgusted, you can refuse...I...I just want..." Try to express what you are thinking , the inner longing...

As Ji Muchiu spoke, he began to belittle himself with low self-esteem, and even felt a little regretful in his heart. Shouldn't he have done what he should have done?

What if it arouses Huo Qiaoyin's disgust?

What should we do if Huo Qiaoyin transfers to another school because of this?

What if Huo Qiaoyin gets angry and spreads the news?

Sometimes people are like this. They have mustered up the courage to do something, but before they get the exact answer to the trial, they will involuntarily regret their actions and end up with the worst plan, making themselves anxious, frightened, and frightened. Just like the road ahead is confusing, unknown dangers always make people timid and want to escape.

Ji Muchiu's face had turned pale, and he was biting his lip with his teeth. The pure red marks looked very scary.

He was now like a prisoner trying to tarnish the gods, waiting anxiously and anxiously for the gods to read out the book of condemnation that belonged to him.

Huo Qiaoyin raised his hand, and Ji Muchiu saw the tight corner of his mouth from the corner of his eye. He immediately lowered his head and looked at his toes. At that moment, his heart stopped. He closed his eyes decisively, his features full of despair of confession, and so A little bit of relief.

Ji Muxiu thought that Huo Qiaoyin was angry and raised his hand to slap him. He thought, this is good, at least he had a little bit of physical contact with Huo Qiaoyin.

However, Ji Muchiu felt that he was not living up to expectations. Tears started to fall on the clean and gray floor, and they fell into silence. The sound was so loud that it seemed as if it fell on his ears.

What surprised him was that the slap didn't fall for a long time and stayed on his shoulder, sliding down and forcefully lifting his chin.

Ji Muchiu didn't want Huo Qiaoyin to see him crying and embarrassed, but he couldn't resist him. He drooped his eyelids. The tears that originally fell from the ends of his eyes began to fall on Huo Qiao like crystal beads. On Yin's wrist.

"Yes...I'm sorry...I..." He didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help it. He really couldn't help it...

Ji Muchiu felt that he must be the most embarrassing and inferior confessor in history. Not only did he fail, he also lost his dignity in front of the other party and cried stupidly.

Huo Qiaoyin must have thought that he was pretending. He felt that he was scheming and couldn't express his love, so he cried loudly, seeming to force Huo Qiaoyin to choose him.

Ji Muchiu wanted to explain, but his eyes and nose seemed to be against him, and he kept feeling sour and aggrieved, as if he was complaining on his behalf.

"Your Highness, why is this person crying while talking?" Xiaojiu was dumbfounded. He was originally enjoying the show, and the rhythm was quite normal at first, but...

What does it mean to confess your love and cry suddenly?

Could it be that he disliked His Highness for being too ugly to hide his inner regret?

Xiaojiu's thoughts were scattered, what else?

Nothing can convince Xiaojiu more than this idea. Xiaojiu's delicate body trembled. Oh my god, His Highness's appearance is already incredible enough. He still doesn't like this person. Hum, why? He wants to fly to the sky. Are the suns comparable to each other?

Huo Qiaoyin slapped Xiao Jiu into a cat cake, then picked it up and threw it towards the small black room. "Plop", a round cat cake was freshly entered into the small black room.

Xiao Jiu complained heartily: ...Your Highness, you are too shady...

Huo Qiaoyin sighed and gently brushed away the tears hanging from Ji Muchiu's long eyelashes with one hand. His brows were soft and gentle: "I didn't say anything, but you wanted to feel aggrieved..."

"Ji Muxiu, I am not a good person, nor am I worthy..." Huo Qiaoyin remembered who this outstanding-looking person was. Ji Muxiu, a person who was humble to the extreme from beginning to end.

Ji Muxiu was stunned. He understood what Huo Qiaoyin meant. He said that he was not worthy of his love, but he just liked him. He had already recognized it. The figure who has always given him unremitting motivation and supported his pursuit is you. Ah, Huo Qiaoyin.

"No, you are worth it. There is no better person than you in the world. I am the one who is worthless..."

Ji Muxiu has always missed deeply in the orphanage, the person who stretched out warm hands to drag him out of the darkness when his life was dark. Even if it was a momentary kindness, he would never forget it and always wanted to repay his kindness.

Later, he even received funding from the Huo Group to attend high school and enter college.

From then on, he knew who his benefactor was, the young master of the Huo family. Their identities were completely different, but that was the god he had always admired. A devout believer, he only wanted to follow the figure of the god in his heart.

It was really hard and difficult during this period, but when he thought about getting close, Ji Muxiu was so excited that his brain was running at high speed and his thoughts were so confused that he could hardly see until dawn the day before he entered school.

People's desires will always get worse as time goes by, and Ji Muxiu is no exception. He once thought that it was just to fulfill the idea of ​​repaying gratitude in his heart. Gradually, he thought about it over and over, tossing and turning, and an idea came to his mind. It is getting clearer and clearer, so clear that whenever I see his face, my heart will beat faster involuntarily, I will feel uneasy, look forward and backward, and think about whether my performance is the most perfect posture...

Finally one day, Ji Muxiu couldn't help it anymore. He thought about it day and night, and he didn't dare to go up and interact with Huo Qiaoyin freely like a normal friend.

As for others, especially the people around Huo Qiaoyin, that good brother Ruan Mingye, he was always on arm's length with Huo Qiaoyin, very intimate. His attention was always on Huo Qiaoyin, consciously or unconsciously, he noticed that that person was upright and upright. It was so good that the two of them ate and lived together, which made him extremely jealous, almost masochistic. Every time he saw the two of them getting along with each other, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He would even have random thoughts, would something happen if the two of them were in the same room?

Even if there is, so what?

Who is he, Ji Muxiu?

Not even half a fart!

Obviously they are in the same class, but there are two parallel lines between them. There is no intersection, and they are no different from strangers.

Ji Muxiu seemed to be a secret voyeur, and he would pay attention to anything related to Huo Qiaoyin.

Until Xiao Linghe appeared, as Huo Qiaoyin's rumored girlfriend, the computer department spread the news that the relationship between the two was boyfriend and girlfriend.

For the first time, Ji Muxiu felt dazzled. Huo Qiaoyin and Xiao Linghe entered the school side by side, chatting and laughing. They looked at each other and they were so well-matched and happy. It stung his heart like he had eaten some abnormal spicy food. The burning feeling of jealousy The difference engulfed his consciousness...

He really... really wanted to be able to stand by Huo Qiaoyin's side...