Your character is not right

Ye Qiao thought it over.

When he wakes up, he will run to Lu Qingchen again and tell Lu Qingchen that I am the cat you raised, so you can't abandon me.

The Arabian Nights, unbelievable, right?

But it doesn't matter, he can always convince Lu Qingchen.

He has been in a coma for five years, and this cat has also stayed by Lu Qingchen's side for five years. Lu Qingchen said that his temperament is like this cat, so as long as he grasps the words, he can convince Lu Qingchen, even if Lu Qingchen doesn't completely believe it, as long as he With a little unsteadiness, he can succeed.

Ye Qiao was in a good mood thinking about the future after waking up from the dream.

He ignored the subtle discomfort in his heart, rolled back and forth on Lu Qingchen's shirt a few times, and went to the toilet with Lu Qingchen's shirt in his mouth.

Lu Qingchen came back to take a shower at night, and didn't notice that he lost his shirt.

He took a bath, came out in pajamas, saw the black cat lying on the bed wagging its tail, went to the bed and hugged the cat in his arms, Ye Qiao curled up in his arms, consciously licking his fingers, quiet and elegant .

Lu Qingchen frowned slightly, lifted it up, and pressed its pad: "Meow?"

Ye Qiao shut his mouth tightly.

Lu Qingchen checked its stomach, its ears, its eyes and its mouth, and after making sure everything was healthy, his brows frowned even tighter.

Recently, he hasn't heard Jojo bark, which is too strange, as long as he is around him, Jojo will bark happily.

He raised the black cat: "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Qiao made an innocent face, lowered his head and licked Lu Qingchen's fingers.

He would never let Lu Qingchen know that he was in estrus, and he would be exposed as soon as he was called.

Lu Qingchen had the pet doctor's contact information, so he asked about it.

The other party answered that it might be depression. Hearing this answer, Lu Qingchen looked at the black cat in his arms. The black cat was lying in his arms, but his eyes were looking out of the window with a sad expression.

On the other side of the phone, the doctor continued: "At this time, you need to spend more time with it and play with it. It will be fine after a long time."

The black cat in his arms became more and more deeply sad, and even turned his head up at a 45-degree angle.

Lu Qingchen remained expressionless: "It doesn't look like depression."

The black cat turned its head, scratched him with its paws unconvinced, bit his finger, and whined softly, but didn't meow.

Lu Qingchen touched its teeth, put it on the bed, "Sleep."

He was lying on the bed, looking sideways at the green-eyed black cat sleeping next to him, rubbing the soft belly of the black cat with his slender fingers, Ye Qiao lazily spread out his limbs, letting him caress, purring in his throat.

Ye Qiao was enjoying the pleasure of being touched with his eyes closed, when he suddenly heard Lu Qingchen say, "Next week is the college entrance examination. When I enter university, I can rent a house outside and bring you there."

Lu Qingchen's goal is Yanda University, which is still a long distance away from home. He will choose to rent a house for the convenience of studying. The university courses are easier than high school, so he can spend more time with Qiaoqiao.

Hearing this, Ye Qiao froze for a moment.

He remembered what Lu Qingchen told him before. If he remembered correctly, Lu Qingchen said that the black cat disappeared after he came back from the university registration.

But... this is a dream... it shouldn't be the same as before, right?

He looked at the cold and clear eyes of the young Lu Qingchen, thinking.

He didn't want to see Lu Qingchen sad.

In this family, Lu's father and Lu's mother seldom come back, only the housekeeper. The black cat he possesses is not a simple pet for Lu Qingchen.

He crawled into Lu Qingchen's arms, rubbed against Lu Qingchen, wishing his soul could escape from the black cat's body, hugged Lu Qingchen, and told Lu Qingchen: "You are not alone."

You are not alone, I am by your side, always by your side, so occasionally, there is no need to show such lonely and indifferent eyes.

Lu Qingchen woke up from a light sleep.

"Sir, you have insomnia."

Anya's voice echoed in the room.

Lu Qingchen got up and leaned on the soft pillow, closed his eyes and let out a hum.

He knew he was insomnia.

"Do you want me to play some music for you to sleep?"

"Let's go." He really didn't feel sleepy, rubbed his eyebrows and said.

Familiar music sounded in the room, and the young man's humming sound seemed to be right next to his ears. Lu Qingchen paused his fingers, and slowly put it down, expressionlessly said: "Did you do it on purpose?"

What Anya played was Ye Qiao's song.

After all, Anya is just an artificial intelligence, lacking the thinking that humans should have. It just analyzed that this song can help sleep, so it released it.He didn't know that all of Ye Qiao's things were within Lu Qingchen's sensitive range, and as soon as Ye Qiao's song appeared, Lu Qingchen became more and more insomnia.

"Do you need me to turn it off?" Anya asked thoughtfully.

Lu Qingchen wanted to say that it should be closed, but what he said was that it should not be closed.

A hint of anger flashed across the man's calm and cold eyes, but he didn't change his words.

Ye Qiao's song continued, and the young man's hoarse voice told a sad story.

The neglected child wants to get the attention of his parents and people around him, but no matter how hard he tries, no one can see him. He is like air, and is automatically isolated by others. In desperation, the child chooses to commit suicide by jumping off the building. end his tragic life.

After Lu Qingchen listened to this song with his eyes closed, he thought of Ye Qiao who was holding him in the bushes under the night and wanted to go home with him many years ago.

He couldn't help thinking about what Ye Qiao was doing now, and whether his injuries were healed, and after thinking about it, he felt irritable again.

Why did he want that little liar?The little liar who lied to him so much and still wants to be on top?The little liar who played him in the palm of his hand?

"Sir, you seem to be sick."

After being silent for a while, Anya said.

"perhaps."

"Then it's time for sir to go to the hospital for treatment. If you are sick, get treated as soon as possible."

Anya persuaded.

Lu Qingchen bent his lips coldly, turned off anya, took a cigarette from the drawer of the bed cabinet, got up and left the bed, walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and leaned against the balcony and the glass of the inner room On, to calm down the inner fluctuations.

He shouldn't have thought about it.

He was well aware of it.

But Ye Qiao is like his shadow, following him all the time, like a shadow, frantically brushing the sense of existence in his mind.

After 15 minutes, Lu Qingchen extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.

He took a deep breath, as if making a very difficult decision, and after making this decision, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Lu Qingchen knew that he would break his pride and principles.

Ye Qiao told him to retreat again and again.

He couldn't make up his mind to completely separate from Ye Qiao. He hoped that he would have that little liar by his side in the future, even if the little liar lied to him so hard, he also hoped to have Ye Qiao in his future.

He would feel heartache seeing Ye Qiao hurt, he would be shaken when he heard Ye Qiao begging, and he would feel pity when he heard Ye Qiao say you don't want me anymore.

He wanted to take off the star that was born with the sun and keep it by his side forever.

Why bother to torture yourself?

That doesn't make him happy.

Lu Qingchen raised his wrist and glanced at the time, it was five in the morning.

At this time, the crescent moon hangs in the western sky, and a faint light rises from the east,

He pursed his lips, changed his clothes after washing, went downstairs and drove away. Mrs. Lu heard the sound of the car driving in a daze, "Did Chen Chen go out?"

Father Lu hugged her and responded in a low voice.

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