The perfect game for personalities

The final exam is about to usher in June of the second year of high school, and the learning atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

After school, Jiang Fei was going to the bookstore to buy extracurricular books suggested by the teacher, and He Qian accompanied him.

The bookstore is full of students wearing the same school uniform, from the same school, or from other nearby schools. The upcoming college entrance examination has given the same sense of oppression to the first and second year of high school, and the young and immature faces are full of tension.

Even though he returned to his high school days again, Jiang Fei didn't have such a big psychological burden.

He only picked his weakest textbook on comprehensive science, and He Qian followed him step by step, helping him look through the books one by one to analyze which one was better.

The grades of both of them are very good, and He Qian is more outstanding, almost firmly sitting on the first place in the grade.

A student who recognized it next to him took the opportunity to eavesdrop, and took the tutorial book He Qian had selected with the same paragraph as if picking up a treasure.

He Qian didn't care, and pulled Jiang Fei's sleeve to check out, but Jiang Fei took out the money and gave it to the salesperson first.

He froze, frowning, handed over the money in his hand, and said emphatically.

"I come..."

"He Qian."

Jiang Fei interrupted him, frowning, and pursing his lips into a straight line, his face was obviously unhappy, mixed with a trace of usual helplessness.

He pressed He Qian's hand, took the change from the salesperson, and put the tutorial book into a plastic bag by himself.

He Qian didn't speak, just watched him move without saying a word.

Walking out of the bookstore, He Qian's expression was still a little frozen, and the palm holding the money was numb, almost crushing the thin paper.

The heart was astringent, stuffy and blocked, unable to breathe freely.

From the day they met again, Jiang Fei has become the quiet and thin younger brother in his memory who needs protection. He Qian wished to give him all the best, protect him, and let him not suffer again.

Now he is the adopted son of a wealthy family, so he can afford it.

But Jiang Fei didn't want it.

Every time he tried to share, or even send them all, Jiang Fei refused.

The old house he lived in was old and dilapidated, the lights in the corridor were broken, and the water heater didn't work well. He Qian said many times to let him live in his own house, but he was unsuccessful in persuading him. They even had a fight over it.

He Qian couldn't describe his psychology.

Since he was a child, he has regarded himself as a considerate and reliable big brother, while Jiang Fei is his poor little brother who is attached to him, or like his favorite and only little animal.

He Qian has an indescribable possessive desire for him, and naturally wants to hold this person tightly and protect him behind him.

But as he was adopted and grew up, he gradually realized that Jiang Fei had gone far.

Even if they can see each other every day and are the closest friends, He Qian still feels that it is far from enough.

He is willing to give everything unconditionally, so Jiang Fei should accept it obediently, live with him, and study abroad with him.

They are inseparable, dependent on each other, and exist closer than relatives.

However, it seems that only he thinks so.

Jiang Fei turned her head and saw him standing at the door of the bookstore with an ugly face and not moving, staring straight at herself, with an unconcealable irritability in his brows and eyes, but his expression was sad.

He pulled He Qian aside so as not to obstruct other people's entry and exit, then looked at He Qian, and he didn't know how many times he repeated the words.

"He Qian, of course I have to pay for the books I bought myself, you don't need to buy them for me."

He Qian pursed his lips, his slightly moist eyes were hurt, his usual gentle tone was now stubborn and almost paranoid.

"But I want to buy it for you."

When Jiang Fei was in the orphanage, he could feel that He Qian liked him very much. Unlike other younger children, he seemed to be He Qian's private property.

He Qian would secretly leave his apples for him as a snack at night, and would hold his hand no matter where he was, making sure he was within his sight.

That unreasonable love gradually became strong and distorted in a special and insecure environment.

Even the night before He Qian was adopted, he wanted to escape with Jiang Fei.

"Xiao Fei, I can't leave you alone, we want to be together forever."

Even though he was the same age as him, He Qian's sobs were full of swearing stubbornness.

Now, their identities have become very different.

One is an abandoned redundant adopted son who is struggling to live, and the other is a rich young master who is waiting to inherit the Wanguan family fortune.

So that giving became more natural, and the heavy things He Qian gave piled up on Jiang Fei's body, blocking his surroundings, leaving only He Qian's hand stretched out.

Jiang Fei is well aware of his mentality, so he must refuse.

He sighed slightly and looked at He Qian.

"He Qian, we are friends, I'm not your brother, you don't need to make such a blind effort, you really don't need it."

He Qian was a little anxious, grabbed his arm and squeezed it tightly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Xiao Fei, I did this voluntarily, why don't you accept it? I swore to protect you when I was a child, and it's the same now."

Because of his emotional agitation, he spoke very fast, and a crack appeared on his gentle and handsome face.

He looked eagerly, and begged in a humble tone, but the movements of approaching each step were full of aggression.

"We finally left the orphanage. Now that I can support you, will you study abroad with me? We will always be together and never be separated again."

Under the gentle and polite appearance, He Qian has a set of principles with clear boundaries in his heart.

He spoke softly to all the children in the orphanage and treated them equally, which meant that he didn't care about anyone.

Those who called his brother sweetly, those who cried and pestered her to play with him, those who were mischievous, He Qian smiled gently at them all, but her heart was almost indifferent.

In fact, he doesn't like anyone.

Until Jiang Fei came to the orphanage.

He is thin and thin, with fair skin, looks like a little girl, and doesn't like to talk. Most of the time, he sits quietly in the corner by himself.

But for some reason, He Qian was attracted from the first time he saw him.

He always looked at Jiang Fei secretly, like hiding in the dark and spying on an unsuspecting, quiet and obedient, innocent little animal that was just thrown into the wild forest.

Jiang Fei didn't take the initiative to come to him like those children, so He Qian also refused to pay any attention.

But he soon saw someone running up and talking to Jiang Fei curiously.

Jiang Fei glanced at the other party, and spoke in a low voice, with a babyish voice and a cautious expression, but not hostile.

At that moment, He Qian was suddenly a little unhappy.

He wants all children to value themselves most, so he does not allow the first person that the new children know is not themselves.

He thought for a while, walked over solemnly, and quietly grabbed Jiang Fei's gaze.

As he wished, Jiang Fei looked up at him.

The black pupils seemed to be soaked in water, they were clean and beautiful, and there were bulging flesh on the cheeks, which looked soft and smooth.

He is not crying and naive like ordinary children, nor is he precocious as a teenager, he just looks at He Qian very quietly.

He Qian was sure immediately that he liked him very much.

This kind of love is a wildfire that suddenly sprang up in the young wandering life, and it started a prairie fire in an instant, burning the desolate and quiet withered grass into a raging fire.

He has never obtained anything or owned anything, but at that time, he suddenly had an extremely strange idea, or in other words, it was a determined goal under the thumping of his heart.

He wants to be the closest person around Jiang Fei.