President's offensive and defensive battle

Zhang Qiling said: "Then let's be together."

Wu Xie froze for a moment, then stared into Zhang Qiling's eyes for a long time, and then smiled at himself and said, "Are you pitying me?"

Zhang Qiling didn't expect Wu Xie to say that, but in fact he would agree, and he really felt that Wu Xie had paid a lot and shouldn't have nothing in return.

He shook his head and said nothing.

The events of the night before boarding the train resurfaced before Wu Xie's eyes. He looked at Zhang Qiling seriously and said, "Tell me, who were you thinking about when you kissed me?"

Zhang Qiling recalled it blankly, and said hesitantly: "I want...to block your voice. You shouldn't do that."

"Which?" Wu Xie approached Zhang Qiling: "Shouldn't I please you so humblely?"

Zhang Qiling was silent.

"So you pity me and think that I should be rewarded for giving so much, and you even think of yourself... so hard to pursue a person, but that person is with someone else. So, you do this, Are you trying to take revenge on someone?" Wu Xie said.

Zhang Qiling shook his head, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Wu Xie smiled, eyes full of disappointment: "Zhang Qiling, you said you like that person on the Internet, so let me ask you, do you really understand what it means to like someone? You really don't because he is in your lonely Is there any dependence and gratitude for being with you all the time? When he was with others, did you really feel sad? Your appearance makes me feel like he is just a toy of yours... It is true that you will be sad when you lose it, but Not really sad."

"But I don't seem to have the qualifications to say you. In your eyes, I seem to have put in a lot of hard work. In fact, I am just a person who has been lying and playing tricks. So we don't owe anyone. No need to do this." After finishing speaking, Wu Xie walked out of the bathroom, got into the quilt, and ignored Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie's words made Zhang Qiling stunned for a long time in the bathroom, and the memory of a year ago slowly reappeared...

It was an extremely tragic gang battle. After the end, the dumb Zhang was giving subsidies for equipment repairs to his friends who participated in the battle, but he received a bombardment of private chats from his eyes.

"Hey, why are you so reluctant to kill that naive Second Generation Ancestor? Have you fallen in love with him?" Mu Zaizi said.

The dumb Zhang was taken aback: "Like it?"

"That's right, otherwise why didn't you kill him?" Mu Zaizi asked.

Mute Zhang thought for a while and said, "We are friends."

Mu Haozi smirked: "It's more than that? Hehehehehehe... Aren't you still bound with daily books or something?"

"Is that what you like?" the dumb Zhang asked.

Mu Haozi was shocked: "Are you asking me?!"

Dumb Zhang was silent.

Mu Haozi waited for a long time and didn't see his reply, so he continued to type: "If you like it, go after it, brother supports you! It's not too old, this circle is so chaotic, it's good to find someone to settle down early."

Maybe it's because Mu Haozi's words were more provocative, anyway, when Zhang Qiling saw the innocent second generation ancestor again in the game, he unconsciously felt a different feeling in his heart.

We still do our daily routine together, but there is a little more deliberate behavior of expressing ourselves and getting close to each other.

When fighting, he also pays more attention not to shoot his crossbow arrows towards the innocent second generation ancestor, not to mention killing him, he simply wishes that even the range attack skills should avoid his direction.

When others mention the innocent second generation ancestor, they always have the idea of ​​"he is talking about me". When they hear praise, they will be unconsciously and secretly proud, and when they hear insults, they will subconsciously want to take revenge...

After half a year of this kind of life, Zhang Qiling naturally recognized the fact that he was secretly in love with the innocent second generation ancestor.

Later, he asked the black blind man the three-character mantra of confession.

When the confession was rejected, Zhang Qiling also thought about giving up. The irony is that it was Wu Xie's persistence and perseverance that made him re-firm his mind.Ever since he was a child, Zhang Dahai told Zhang Qiling that he is no different from other children, and that he will be able to do what others can do.Therefore, when Wu Xie said that he didn't care whether he liked others, that persistence aroused his fighting spirit—maybe it was the fighting spirit to pursue innocence, or maybe it was the fighting spirit to compare with Wu Xie.

The snow on the Kunlun Mountains froze Zhang Qiling's heart. He indifferently pursued the person he "should" like, rejected the person he "should" reject, was sad about the things he "should" be sad about, and gave up what he "should" give up. Perseverance... Until one day, a person stubbornly used his own body temperature to force open a crack in his heart, and then asked him sonorously: Do you really understand what liking is?

Some people say that you don't know how to cherish until you lose it.

However, for Zhang Qiling, he didn't realize until he lost it that he didn't like it that much.

Wu Xie nestled under the quilt, her chest seemed to be stuffed with a basket of broken glass, and her pierced heart was dripping with blood... There is probably no one in the world who is more sad than him. I thought Zhang Qiling liked the ones in the game Although I am a little tangled, I am not someone else.Just when he was happily thinking about how to tell Zhang Qiling this fact, he suddenly discovered that his feelings for his other self were as shallow as a gust of wind, and it was over when it passed.

I originally thought that since they are the same person, as long as we persevere and work hard to the end, we will get a response one day, but in the end, everything was denied.

Zhang Qiling doesn't like him at all, no matter in reality or in the game, the calculations he has been making all along have become a joke, which is really retribution.

Lying on the bed, Wu Xie let out a chuckle, tears slid down her temples and disappeared between the layers of bedding.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the sky outside the window is already bright.Zhang Qiling came out of the bathroom, Wu Xie tightly closed his eyes, trying to maintain a steady breathing.

Zhang Qiling paused at the end of the bed, then walked to Wu Xie's bedside.

Wu Xie heard him say: "Maybe, I really don't know what liking is."

When Zhang Qiling paused, Wu Xie continued to pretend to be asleep, and the room was extremely silent, like ten thousand years in a second.

"So... can you teach me?" Zhang Qiling said.

The moment the sun rises, the whole world lights up.