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Jiang Luchi's face was expressionless, and the corners of his mouth were tense.

Qiao Que swallowed nervously, as if waiting for some trial.

No way……?

Originally, I wanted to be coquettish and cute, to make progress by retreating, and let Brother Chi ignore my performance that was out of standard this time...

You wouldn't even give him a chance to stay, would you?

After a long time, Jiang Luchi sighed, as if he had a headache, and said, "Qiao Que, in your heart, what am I? Hmm?"

Qiao Que trembled, puzzled: "Huh?"

Jiang Luchi repeated it again, and said coldly, "I'll think about it before I speak."

Without hesitation, Qiao Que said, "Of course he is the most perfect male god in the world!"

The kind I could write a hundred poems to praise if I had to!

Jiang Luchi's face didn't look any better because of flattery, he even withdrew his hand and said, "Can you tell the difference between admiration, admiration and liking?"

Qiao Que was stunned, and immediately wanted to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Luchi raising his hand: "Qiao Que, you are the one I like. I am angry because I blame myself for not protecting you well; I lost control because I looked at you Bleeding in front of me, it makes me very distressed." He looked at his fingertips and said love words in his mouth, but his expression was still calm and indifferent, as if he was not expressing his own feelings.

He raised his eyes again and looked into Qiao Que's eyes: "I think you are a very talented child. But——if you are not talented, or even an ordinary person, I will like you just the same. This kind of liking will not be because of If you become stronger, you will become more, and you will not lose half a point because you are not strong."

Qiao Que was fascinated by this, his face gradually heated up, and moisture began to well up in his eyes.

"I don't need you to force yourself. Can you understand this kind of liking?"

Qiao Que twitched and nodded desperately.

"Then what about you?" Jiang Luchi continued to look at him: "What kind of feelings do you have for me, can you tell the difference?"

Qiao Que stared at him blankly: "It's clear."

Jiang Luchi showed a disapproving expression: "You are still young, I can wait for you to think..."

"Don't!" Qiao Que was a little hurt: "I can tell the difference! I like you! I also admire you and admire you! Brother Chi, this is not contradictory." He sniffed and pressed sadly in a low voice: "How can you question it?" My feelings for you."

He frowned, and his voice became softer and softer: "I was not born to be pleasing, I don't know what to do, no one taught me. I... don't know how to treat you." His eyes It was red, her throat was choked, and she swallowed, before she recovered her voice: "I just... just thought that as long as I perform the best, you won't leave me."

But... Thinking about it carefully, in the past ten years, I have been working hard every day to improve, and I have never been able to keep anyone or anything.

My parents couldn't like me more, my brother couldn't accompany me more, and even my grandparents... couldn't keep them.

"I know it's useless, but..." Qiao Que's tears flowed down his face, "I don't know any other way."

He cried louder and louder, wiping his tears with his hands: "I like you so much! I liked you the first time I saw you! You don't dislike me! I... I'm really afraid that you don't want me either!"

Ahhh!It's too embarrassing to die, Qiao Que!How could you cry like this in front of Brother Chi!

Are you a primary school student?This kind of crying with snot and tears!It's just too ugly!

But he still couldn't control it and kept pumping louder and louder, as if he was about to smoke at any time: "I'm really scared! I'm afraid of the dark, the pain, and sleeping alone! I'm afraid that one day I wake up and find myself being raped again. Tied up in the hospital!"

He felt himself being hugged by force, and his first reaction was that he must not let the snot flow on Jiang Luchi's body. He immediately stopped talking, but he couldn't control his stamina and kept hiccupping, sounding like a stupid goose.

He covered his mouth with his hands, feeling extremely embarrassed. After thinking about it, in order to hold the atmosphere, he could only continue to whisper emotionally: "So... hiccup, what are you, hiccup, how can you, hiccup... question my feelings! Hiccup!"

Jiang Luchi hugged him, taking care not to press on his wound, and sighed in his ear: "I'm sorry. I was wrong."

Qiao Qiao continued to draw, calmed down and thought that what he had just said just felt his toes, so he shook his head and buried his face into the arms of Jiangluchi. Tuo Tuo! You didn’t record the audio, did you? Delete it! If you dare to save it and use it to laugh at me, I will definitely break up with you!”

After waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Ok?

Qiao Que let go of Jiang Luchi and tried a few more times: "Camel?"

Why is there no response!

Qiao Que was suddenly seized by an unprecedented panic.

It's different... It's different from the previous two times!

It was as if a corner of my heart suddenly emptied, and there was nothing there.

"Brother Chi! Where's my camel?!"

……

It's almost autumn, and the weather in City A can change as soon as it is said. Just now it was sunny and clear, but in the blink of an eye, it suddenly began to rain.

A woman in white-collar clothes ran towards the subway station with her handbag in both hands. Her high-heeled shoes stepped on the water that had just accumulated and splashed all over her body.

"What, it's fine, why is it raining again?" She complained softly while patting the water droplets on her body.

She took out a tissue to wipe the water droplets on the bag, and walked inside helplessly.

This is the entrance of an underground passage, and it takes a long way to get to the subway station, which is the only way she must pass every day.

She walked quickly, but stopped after a few steps. After thinking about it, she turned back with a puzzled face and looked at a small green belt outside the entrance.

In the bushes, a person was sitting blankly.

It was a man who looked to be in his twenties, maybe a boy was not an exaggeration, with a thin body, fair skin, wearing simple white clothes, wet by the rain, and his hair sticking to his face in locks and strands.

He sat in the rain with his knees hugged, motionless, his eyes extremely confused.

"Hello." The woman tentatively walked over: "Are you okay?"

The boy raised his head and repeated blankly: "Are you all right?"

Woman: "... What's the matter with you? Why are you sitting here alone? Nothing will happen to you, right?"

The boy seemed completely unable to comprehend the situation in front of him, raised his hands to stare, and repeated: "What's wrong with me...?"

The woman felt that something was wrong, and hurried over to help him up: "Have you been knocked out of your head? What's your name? Do you remember?"

"What's your name..." The boy looked at his hand in confusion, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Qiao Que... Where's Qiao Que?!"