My brother is not a good person

Shouldn't have learned to skate so quickly.

Staring at Zhong Yuanwen's claws on the back of Laisha's hand, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned slightly regretfully.

Why didn't he think of it before?

But it would be too embarrassing to pretend that I won't ask Laya to teach me again!

After all, as a boyfriend, how can you say things like "I can't do it" and "I can't"...

"Laya, prepare for the game well."

Mr. Cadre held the young man's slender wrist calmly, with a kind tone.

"Wen Ye is just a beginner who doesn't even know how to slide, so it's enough for me to teach him."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuanwen also turned his head suddenly, with rejection written all over his face.

He doesn't want to follow this guy.

But before he could refuse, Laisha nodded and said, "Then you must not quarrel, I will come to you after the last set of exercises."

When Laisha slipped away, Zhong Yuanwen squeezed out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

Pulling back his hand, he sat down directly with a stomach full of displeasure.

"Who wants you to teach?" He shook his head, staring at the upper of the skates and said bitterly, "You don't have to worry about me, I can learn by myself."

As soon as he said this, Zhongyuan Zhong laughed back angrily.

He casually put on the back of the chair on one side, and stepped on the chair with his feet up.

"Don't worry about you?" Zhong Yuan said "Huh?"

The same resentment was written on his face, "If I don't care, who do you expect to care about you?"

"Laia, Fedya, publicist, pianist, albatross, surgeon, cold-blooded, Rimbaud, Verlaine, Dr. Shelley, Adam..."

After thinking for a long time, Zhongyuanwen could only hold back all the names he could remember.

"Anyway, anyone is fine, as long as it's not you!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his chin slightly, and also snorted coldly, "If I hadn't stopped, you would have died in Muzhai long ago. How could it be your turn to speak here?"

After only choking for a moment, Zhong Yuanwen still insisted on replying: "I didn't want to survive..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged up by Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"Then you can also be, be, go, and die now."

Mr. Cadre gradually tightened his grip on the other party's collar, but in the end he failed to be ruthless.

Letting go, he just turned around with a straight face, and folded his hands on his chest.

"Find a remote place where no one will stop you."

"I do not want!"

Holding back his breath, Zhong Yuanwen gritted his teeth with his mouth shrunken.

His voice was muffled, and there was an inexplicable grievance in it.

But Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't figure out why he felt so wronged.

I was so wronged that every time I didn't say a few words, I started to get angry.

Even this time.

what is this?Could it be a generation gap?

He let out a breath slowly, feeling much more tired, "You don't like it, you don't accept it. What do you want to do?"

Sniffing fiercely, Zhong Yuanwen only felt that he had once again shown his timidity in front of him and was ashamed.

He was stern, growling like a paper tiger: "I've already said it."

"Who cares about me, as long as it's not you!"

The small orange-haired boy was trembling with excitement, as if he would faint from anger in the next second.

"I didn't take care of me before, why are you pretending to be a good person now!"

Exactly what Fei Jia said, this person is definitely not a good guy!

"Pretend to be a good person?" Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, "I am a mafia, so I need to pretend to be a good person in front of you? I'm afraid I won't be able to laugh if I say it..."

"Okay, let's all stop."

Raisha slapped the fence of the ice rink hard to stop the dispute between the two.

"You don't have the slightest moment of peace, do you?"

She grabbed the knife sheath and put it on the skates, and walked towards the two as soon as she got off the ice.

Seeing that she had even suspended her training, Chuya Zhongya felt something was wrong.

He dusted off the chair he stepped on just now, sat down quietly and then cleared his throat and said, "Laya, you still have games to do, don't worry..."

"Aren't you two the ones who know I have a game and want to block me?!"

After being interrupted from training, Miss Champion raised her eyebrows angrily.

"One or two will never make people worry!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to stare at Zhongyuan Wenye, and asked, "What did Fei Jia and you say? No lies, no omissions, just tell me everything."

Raisha rarely gets angry.

In other words, he seldom gets angry in front of Zhongyuan Wenye.

So much so that today, her sudden anger burned so much that he didn't dare to hide any information.

"I don't know what method Fei Jia used. After finding me in the laboratory, he brought me out."

Zhongyuan Wenye's back was tightly attached to the back of the chair, and he didn't dare to move.

"he told me……"

【"You may know that there is someone who escaped from the laboratory earlier than you."

The black-haired boy wearing a Cossack cap knocked on the outer wall of the abandoned experimental tank.

His speech speed is clearly not slow, but at this moment it seems particularly procrastinated.

"That man's name is Nakahara Chuya, and he looks exactly like you. He's doing well in the outside world, but...he never thinks of you."

"Want to meet him?"

The boy raised the corners of his lips slightly, throwing out an irresistible bait. 】

"And then I saw him."

Recalling the first time we met, Zhong Yuanwen felt even more aggrieved.

"As Fei Jia said, he is doing well."

However, this "goodness" has nothing to do with him who can only live in the experimental tank.

He lowered his head, the loose orange hair covering his expression.

Some emotions can only be vaguely discerned from the tone.

"I thought he might want to see me..." He paused, "but then all his friends came to accompany me."

He can only accept that "Zhongyuan Zhong also pays more attention to friends".

Also remembering that glimpse, Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded.

He didn't have the other party in his memory, so he was only concerned about being shocked at the time, and couldn't give any reaction.

As for the incident of the collective disappearance of the Banner Club, he decided to put aside the issue of his own life experience for now, and it would not be too late to find out his life experience after finding his friends.

At that time, how did he know that the other party was waiting for him to find him?

Even if he might not be able to find clues about his own life experience in Fyodor's hands at that time, it cannot be denied that he did put his friends above each other.

"Before we meet again, Fei Jia also reminded me."

The Chinese language also suddenly dropped.

"He said that Zhongyuan Zhongyuan has also noticed that someone is investigating the laboratory."

【"In any case, Zhong Yuanzhong will not be willing to let his lover know that he is not a pure human being."

Fyodor and Zhong Yuanwen also had a face-to-face conversation.

"So, he's likely to come and kill you to erase the last bit of evidence."

"Even so, do you want to see him?"]

"I answered 'yes'." Zhong Yuanwen also turned his head away, "Then I saw him."

And sure enough, he felt the killing intent on the opponent.

It was a stronger killing intent than when he was facing the researchers in the laboratory.

then.

He decided to go first.

It's just that he still can't figure out one thing.

Why stop at the last minute?

Obviously...he came to kill him, didn't he?

Say something not so nice.

Might as well be killed right then and there.

That way, no one else—especially Raya—would know that he was just a guinea pig.

Zhong Yuanwen also took deep breaths, trying to stabilize his irregular heartbeat.

He wiped his face casually, then looked up at Laisha: "If the Central Plains can do it, what about me?"

"I will definitely put you first, learn your favorite figure skating, and listen to you in everything..."

The boy stumbled and listed the things that could be called "advantages" that he had consulted with Fei Jia.

"Anyway, we look the same, and I can do better than him!"

He was so nervous that he almost bit his tongue.

"so……"

"Can you keep watching me?"

Just like the day we first met, look him in the eye and talk to him softly.

That's enough.

He didn't want much.

"I've been watching you all the time."

Raisha sighed.

"It's not just you, it should be you."

Otherwise, there is no way to stop the quarrel between these two people in time.

She shook her head, and directly denied Zhongyuan Wenye's point of view: "But it doesn't mean that you are good enough to replace Zhongye. These are two different things."

"As you and Fedya said."

"Zhongyuanzhong is also short, not a decent human being, and his drinking capacity is so poor that he can almost count it as a drink-to say a digression, this is my biggest headache-and the port mafia will always be more important than me .”

"However, no matter whether he is Nakahara Chuya or some 'Trial Work A[-]', he is irreplaceable."

Stretching out her hand to press Chuya Nakahara's head, which had begun to heat up, Laisha patted Wenya Nakahara.

"Of course, you cannot be replaced."

"From my point of view, I don't recommend that anyone's goal is to become a 'second who'."

Miss Champion concluded with her nearly 18 years of experience.

"Everyone deserves to be 'themselves.'"

"Go and become the Chinese language." She encouraged patiently, "And this is something only you can do."

Feeling the strength of the palm being caressed on the top of his head, Zhong Yuanwen also lowered his head and responded with a muffled sound.

After he agreed, he heard Laisha change the subject and continued talking.

"You are still a child now, I don't have to take what I said just now seriously, but there is only one thing, I must ask clearly."

Compared with the mixed helplessness and gentle tone before, she is suddenly much more serious now.

"What is your reason for wanting to learn figure skating?"

"Just because I like it?"

The Chinese language is also defaulted.

Naturally, it was impossible for Miss Champion to just sit idly by.

She frowned and shook her head, even the corners of her mouth were bent down vigorously to show her strong disapproval.

"Until you don't like figure skating, I won't support you in learning."

"If you can't understand why, I will give you tickets to the French station, and you can watch all the games in full. After watching, you can tell me how you feel about figure skating."

Grasping the hand covering his face into his palm, Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked in a low voice: "Do I not have a ticket?"

The girl tucked her five fingers into his, frowned and smiled, "Then will you still watch my match in Tokyo?"

"Of course you can't miss it." Mr. Cadre bent his fingers and clasped his fingers tightly, "Even if you don't give it to me, I will get one."

It's just... She seems to be very obsessed with letting herself go to the Tokyo station.

Is it an illusion?