What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

Zhou Qingluo still hasn't figured out why he likes Song Ling so much.

At first it was because of sympathy, seeing him living in the quagmire, always reaching out to him.

Maybe it's because of his all-out effort and selflessness, maybe because he stands in front of him with flesh and blood, so strong that no one is his opponent, but so weak that he doesn't dare to turn off the lights when he sleeps at night.

Maybe he is obviously a cold person, but he is passionate about himself, maybe he is always crazy and impulsive, but he is willing to restrain himself.

Maybe after sympathy, I will be moved, and I will be moved over time.

After being tempted, he can always see the kindness that he still strives to preserve after being devastated, seeing that he has never given up on being a good person, his cold and surly eyes began to warm up, and his always stern face also It's starting to soften.

But that's not enough.

Zhou Qingluo leaned in his arms, "The gods can save all living beings from suffering and gain happiness. I don't want your belief and pursuit. I just want to be your lover and be with you for the rest of my life. This is the future I want, do you understand? ?”

Song Ling hugged him into his arms, "Stop talking about leaving me, how can I live without you?"

He also can't keep clear-headed and rational all the time, especially in front of Song Ling, because he also has desires for him, desires, wants to take, wants to possess, wants him to have no reservations about himself, wants to sink with him, wants to be his only one , wanting him to never forget.

He's not that great, and he's also selfish.

Song Ling hugged him tightly and kissed him passionately, "Qing Luo, I love you, I love you so much."

Even though he knew that Song Ling didn't understand yet, he really liked him so much that he wanted to embrace his past, heal his wounds, integrate into his circle, know his friends, and like him so much in his eyes and in his heart. It's him, unknowingly it's him in life.

Like to be strong enough to fight the world for him, but also weak enough to shrink back because of his lies.

I like it so much that even if I am disappointed, I can't bear to urge him.

Zhou Qingluo raised his head, kissed his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice, "Even without me, you still have to live well, do you remember? You deserve the best in the world..."

Before Zhou Qingluo could say anything, he was already firmly controlled by Song Ling.

Zhou Qingluo felt that human beings are born with the genes of depravity and madness. Knowing that this is the wrong time, they couldn't help being emotional, and then they never looked back.

Now that this relationship started sloppy, let it end wildly and come to an end first.

The reason is collapsing, the soul is burning, and in the silent deep winter night, the two souls are closely intertwined.

It's just that he thinks it's a grand ceremony on the way home, and he thinks it's a doomsday carnival.

Coming out of Zhou Qingluo's house, Xiao Ci looked at Jiao Zuo, who was slightly drunk in the co-pilot, and became more and more angry as he looked at him.

Jiao Zuo: "Song Ling is really not easy. It's a miracle that he can live to this day. It's a legend that he can recover from those mental illnesses."

Xiao Ci rolled his eyes at him, but didn't speak.

Jiao Zuo: "By the way, Xiaoci, why are you acting weird today?"

Xiaoci was speechless and couldn't bear it anymore, "You can't tell, is Zhou Qingluo unhappy? Or is he just pretending to be blind?"

Jiao Zuo was confused, "He's not unhappy, isn't he smiling all the time?"

Xiaoci's voice couldn't help but raise, angrily: "Is it because you're happy when you smile?"

Jiao Zuo originally wanted to stretch out his hand to tease Xiao Ci, but was so fierce that he withdrew his hand.

He whispered, "It's obvious that you are unhappy."

Xiaoci really wanted to open the car door and kick this idiot off, too lazy to talk to him.

Jiao Zuo didn't stop for 2 minutes, and started teasing Xiaoci again: "The two of them are going to live together. From then on, Song Ling can turn upside down, sing and sing every night, stay in bed for three days and three nights, envy me to death gone."

Xiao Ci: "Heh, they still live together, Qing Luo is in disguise..." kicking Song Ling out of the house.

Xiao Ci was taken aback, and didn't continue talking.

If she tells Qing Luo's thoughts, then what?

Then Jiao Zuo told Song Ling about Qing Luo's plan. Song Ling cried, made trouble, hanged himself, rolled, and refused to move away. formed a small cocoon.

A person who told the story of breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly is warm and lovely, but turned himself into a cocoon.

Xiao Ci: "I don't understand. Today Qing Luo mentioned the Daping floor and the coffee shop. Why are you all pretending to be deaf and dumb? You also hinted that I should shut up and not talk."

Jiao Zuo: "Why are you talking about those things? Those things are all mistakes made by Song Ling when he was insane. It's so bad, what good is it to say it? Dirty Zhou Qingluo's eyes? These are white lies."

Xiaoci sneered: "Do you really think so? Or do you not want Zhou Qingluo to know and leave Song Ling in a fit of anger? After all, Song Ling needs Zhou Qingluo very much now and cannot do without him."

Jiao Zuo was speechless.

"One day Song Ling doesn't need him anymore, so you don't care. If Song Ling wants to break up with him, you will join forces to squeeze him out."

Jiao Zuo laughed, "Don't worry, this day will never come. Look at Song Ling, how can he be willing to break up with Zhou Qingluo?"

Xiaoci: "Anyway, in the future you will join forces to help Song Ling cheat Zhou Qingluo, I will not help you, I will expose you."

Jiao Zuo was also a little annoyed, "Xiao Ci, the matter is not as serious as you think, as long as two people love each other, anything is fine, really."

Xiao Ci got annoyed, so she simply parked the car on the side of the road, pulled the handbrake and got out of the car, and then slammed the door hard.

Jiao Zuo was also [-]% sober, so he hurried down to chase after him, "What's the matter, auntie, they are fine, and they are going to live together soon, what are you doing here with me?"

Xiaoci: "If I had an ex-boyfriend, I did a lot of things for it, but all my friends kept secret about these things in front of you, deliberately concealed them, and even you mentioned them, they still lied to you saying it wasn't so, How do you feel in your heart? Do you think that we are already intimate lovers, why should I hide something big from you? I want to lie to you with my friends? "

Xiaoci's words were the key point, Jiao Zuo was a little confused, he went around and only grasped one point, "That's the truth, but Jiang Shiyan is not an ex-boyfriend, they are nothing at all."

"Then why lie?"

"Because Song Ling was afraid that Zhou Qingluo would care about him, and that Zhou Qingluo would leave him. Do you know what kind of person Song Ling was before, walking dead, paranoid and crazy, and he was lifeless. We didn't dare to persuade him. Now it's hard to find someone That’s it, we certainly don’t want any mistakes.”

"Then Qing Luo, does he know? Have you told him? Have any of you told him that Song Ling has nothing to do with Jiang Shiyan."

"Qing Luo is so nice, he will understand and won't care about these things."

Xiao Ci smiled angrily, "He is good, that's why you lied to him? Let me ask you again, if Jiang Shiyan ran to Qing Luo and told Qing Luo that Song Ling had helped him build a coffee shop and bought There is a large flat floor, where all the things he likes are placed, and all the friends around him know about it, but Qing Luo doesn't know anything about it. What confidence does Qing Luo have to tell Jiang Shiyan that Song Ling loves him? If Qing Luo knows, Song Ling Frankly, Qing Luo can tell Jiang Shiyan, so what, I know all about it, and he sold it all!"

The more Xiao Ci spoke, the more sad she became, until the end her voice choked up.

Jiao Zuo felt that he had entered a dead end. Everyone had a reason for this matter, and there was no way to explain it clearly, and he couldn't argue for a result.

He sighed helplessly, "Xiaoci, let's stop arguing, okay? It's too cold. You should catch a cold in a while. Let's talk in the car."

Xiao Ci: "I still have the mind to quarrel with you now, but Qing Luo doesn't want to quarrel with you anymore."

"As soon as you go to Qing Luo's house, Uncle Zhou will prepare good food for you, and serve you with delicious food and drinks. You just sit in the yard and don't care about anything. The reason why Uncle Zhou treats us well is because he thinks we are Qing Luo's family. Luo's friends, but after eating and drinking, you will only think about problems from your own standpoint, and don't take their thoughts seriously."

"You are selfish, coveting their warmth, but not treating them as friends."

"Why do you disrespect when others don't care about it?"

"Is it because they are nice people?"

Jiao Zuo hurriedly went over to hug her, "Okay, okay, I know, don't lie to Qing Luo in the future, okay? Treat Qing Luo as a friend, okay? But Song Ling's situation is special, we can't use the thinking of normal people to go Understand him, he really likes Qing Luo, he will not do anything wrong to Qing Luo, he will change slowly, give him some time, don't be sad."

Xiao Ci gradually calmed down, but Jiao Zuo became depressed, "But wife, is it appropriate for you to defend another man in front of your man? Have you considered my feelings?"

Xiaoci smiled through tears, and then buried him: "You are such a nice person, you don't care about it."

Jiao Zuo was speechless, "It's not about whether people are good or not, this..."

In the middle of Jiao Zuo's speech, he paused, and suddenly he realized what Xiao Ci said just now, and seemed to be able to understand Zhou Qingluo's mood a little bit.

If Zhou Qingluo already knew about the Daping floor and the coffee shop, he must be very sad that they pretended to be deaf and dumb just now.

This thing is so fucking fucked up.

For the first time, Jiao Zuo felt that it was really difficult to be a human being.

Xiaoci lowered her head and sent Zhou Qingluo a WeChat message.

[Zixin]: Qing Luo, if you don’t dislike me, I can be your friend. Many people like your paintings very much. If they know that you are such a good person, they will definitely like you too. You are not alone. Don't be sad, do what you like to do, and our fans will always support you.

It was already the next morning when Zhou Qingluo saw Xiaoci's text message.

He moved slightly, his whole body was sore, the air still lingered in the joyous smell, and the mess on the ground recorded the depression and madness of last night.

Zhou Qingluo glanced at his phone, and saw Xiaoci's text message.

He had no reason to blame Song Ling's friends. It was only human nature for them to defend Song Ling. If Song Ling didn't intend to confess, of course they chose to hide it.

It's just that his and Song Ling's life circles are too far apart for them to be friends.

He smiled, thought about it, didn't know how to reply, so he didn't reply at all, got up carefully, and cleaned up the mess.

Song Ling was woken up by the sound of packing things up.

He opened his eyes, Zhou Qingluo was already fully dressed, bent over, packing things lightly.

His Qing Luo truly belongs to him, every inch is his.

Song Ling looked at his back, and those upside-down images rushed up in his mind.

All the pictures he had imagined and dreamed had come true.

The more he thinks about it, the more he gets it, his Qing Luo is really too demonic.

Song Ling stood up abruptly, immediately picked him up and threw him on the bed, and kissed him down, "You can still bend over, it seems that I'm not working hard enough?"

Zhou Qingluo pushed him away with a smile, "Don't make trouble, get up and pack your things."

Song Ling clicked on the 'Entry and Exit Safety' posted on his bed at that time, bowed his head and kissed his lips, "Do you know why you were asked to post the entry and exit security in the first place?"

Zhou Qingluo: "...Old rascal, get up quickly, your friend will come over to help you move later."

Song Ling: "My friends, they are your friends too."

Zhou Qingluo smiled and pushed him away, "They are coming soon, hurry up and clean up."

Song Ling: "Why are you moving so quickly? It hasn't been renovated yet..."

I can't say, I have to give him a surprise.

Zhou Qingluo wore a turtleneck sweater and wrapped himself tightly to cover the spoils.

Song Ling rubbed his waist: "Does it hurt? Did I exert myself a lot yesterday?"

Zhou Qingluo didn't really want to talk about this, "Tsk, hurry up."

"Then are you happy?"

"..."

"You have to tell me what is uncomfortable. I will improve next time and strive for perfection."

Zhou Qingluo couldn't bear it anymore, covered his face with a pillow and pushed away, "Get out, if you don't clean up, I won't move over there, you move it yourself."

Song Ling tidied up immediately.

He watched Zhou Qingluo pack the things in an orderly manner, then sealed them with tape and piled them in the cabinet, and then locked the cabinet door tightly.

Song Ling felt something was wrong, "You seem to be traveling far away, not like moving."

Zhou Qingluo paused, turned back and smiled at him, "Why do I need to bring so many things to your place? Why can't you buy me new ones?"

Song Ling thought about it too, nodded and continued to tidy up.

The two packed up to the end, and Zhou Qingluo only packed a large suitcase and a schoolbag.

Song Ling lived here not long ago and didn't have many things, only two suitcases.

When Song Ling pushed out the luggage, he was inexplicably sad. Everything was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was unreal, and suddenly it felt like a grand farewell.

Song Ling hugged the potted plant and looked back at the room, feeling a little regretful.

"Qing Luo, I won't move anymore."

Zhou Qingluo's heart sank: "Why? Where do you live if you don't move?"

"I bought houses for those employees, and we live here."

Zhou Qingluo was silent, and looked at him speechlessly, "Do you think my dad will agree?"

Song Ling: "Alright then."

"Uncle Zhou and the others are probably going to sleep here tonight, so it's convenient for them."

Song Ling immediately went back to the house, rolled up the quilt and sheets from last night, hugged her in her arms, and when she passed by Zhou Qingluo, she proudly said to him, "Take this away."

Zhou Qingluo immediately blushed and remained silent.

Song Ling stuffed the quilt into the trunk of his car.

Song Ling looked at the house reluctantly, "Can I still come after that?"

Zhou Qingluo didn't look at him, "This place will probably be demolished in two years."

The two didn't wait for a while, Jiao Zuo and Xiaoci drove a van to help.

After quarreling with Xiaoci yesterday, Jiao Zuo felt sorry for Zhou Qingluo inexplicably, but unlike Xiaoci, he could tell that Zhou Qingluo was unhappy.

If you are not happy, will you still live together?

how is this possible.

Xiaoci must have thought too much, women are sensitive.

Jiao Zuo was dumbfounded when he saw three suitcases, "Why are there so many things? Is it worthy of the Wuling Hongguang I just bought?"

Song Ling: "I'll buy a new one for Qing Luo."

Jiao Zuo helped carry the luggage up. Zhou Qingluo was about to get in the car when Song Ling grabbed him, "We will drive away by ourselves."

Jiao Zuo: "..."

Jiao Zuo drove Wuling Hongguang, looked at the silent Xiaoci, and said with relief: "Zhou Qingluo is not unhappy, the two will live together soon, Song Ling will explain to him slowly, don't worry about it."

Xiao Ci glanced at WeChat, and Zhou Qingluo hadn't replied to her yet, so she sighed quietly, "I hope so."

Xiaoci logged into the Chenxing comics website, she was stunned, and then her eyes widened.

Sange has updated new comics!Updated at [-]am.

The new comic is called "Chasing the Light".

In the gloomy hell, a scarred young man was dying, but he tried his best to protect a small, dim fire below him.

There is also a totem tattooed on the boy's neck, which is a small sunflower and two letters XM.

This is a gloomy cartoon, but because of the totem on the boy's neck, it becomes a little cute and humorous.

It really is Sange's style.

Sange came back, and he started what he liked again.

Xiao Ci smiled, her original destiny was indeed strong and gentle.

On the other side, Song Ling got into the Land Rover first, put the co-pilot flat, and said to Zhou Qingluo: "I know you can't sit now, just lie down."

Zhou Qingluo was silent, but Song Ling was still complacent, and Zhou Qingluo felt ashamed.

But it's really uncomfortable for him to sit now.

As soon as he lay down, Song Ling threw him a bag of things.

Zhou Qingluo: "What is this?"

Song Ling: "The password for the bank card and safe key is both 715815, and the real estate certificate and car keys are in the bag."

Zhou Qingluo threw it back, "What are you doing for me?"

Song Ling: "My wife is in charge of the money."

Zhou Qingluo smiled, "I can't manage that much money."

Song Ling threw it over again, "Then you spend it."

Zhou Qingluo didn't throw it back for him, and used it as a pillow to rest on the back of his head, "Song Ling, have you ever thought about using your ability to do something you like."

Song Ling: "I only like you."

Zhou Qingluo smiled, "Have you ever thought that some of the codes you write for people become viruses and Trojan horses to attack the network, and some are used to control robotic arms to reduce human labor intensity."

Song Ling pursed his lips and remained silent. Zhou Qingluo knew that he had listened.

Zhou Qingluo: "I think Zhao Dayu's company is very good. It is determined to be the most professional firewall. Do you want to invest? Or try to do this with him? In the information age, firewalls are still very important."

After a long time, Song Ling said, "I never thought about this before."

"Then you can think about it now, you are cured now, you can try to start to shine."

Song Ling turned her head to look at Zhou Qingluo, and laughed, "You will shine, I won't."

"If the Song family dares to hurt you again, you should call the police, or tell your friends, don't let them take advantage of your weakness to hurt you, and don't use illegal means to deal with them, it will dirty your hands, do you know ?”

Song Ling turned his head and looked straight at him.

Zhou Qingluo frowned, "Tsk, did you listen?"

Song Ling: "Zhou Qingluo, you said yesterday that you would leave me, is it true?"

Zhou Qingluo was startled, then said nonchalantly: "Where can I go, besides, you are so powerful, you can find me wherever I go, what are you afraid of?"

Song Ling: "Of course I'm afraid. If you leave, even if I find you, if you don't want to come back with me, I won't be willing to tie you back."

Zhou Qingluo turned his head and didn't speak. After a while, he said slowly, "Then why are you willing to lie to me?"

The sprinkler truck passed by, and the music of "Orchid Grass" swept away his words, which was obviously a narration, but turned into a soliloquy.

The car soon arrived at the villa, Jiao Zuo and Xiaoci had already arrived.

Jiao Zuo patted Wuling Hongguang and sighed, "As expected of a magic car, it's too fast."

Song Ling walked into the house with Zhou Qingluo in his arms.

Jiao Zuo: "You two moved here, who will cook for you?"

Song Ling: "I'll learn."

Jiao Zuo: "...Qing Luo, you should hire an aunt."

Zhou Qingluo smiled, "I will."

Jiao Zuo lamented, "I'm so jealous beyond recognition."

Now that everything has arrived, Song Ling issued an order to evict the guests, "Okay, we didn't sleep well last night, we need to have a good rest."

Jiao Zuo looked at the dark circles under the eyes of the two, and at Song Ling's complacent expression, he knew what it meant.

Jiao Zuo: "Xiao Ci, we are leaving, they are tired, they should have a good rest."

Xiaoci took two steps, then turned back to Zhou Qingluo and said, "Sange, come on!"

Unwillingly, Jiao Zuo straightened Xiao Ci's head.

Zhou Qingluo heard the word 'come on', looked at Xiao Ci's back, and suddenly thought of Cui Zi.

Cui Zi must have loved the oath so sincerely back then.

Xiaoci is right, he is not alone, he has many readers who like his works, and there are many people who like painting like him.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't responded to Xiaoci's message.

[Xiang Qianjin]: You are not wrong, lovers come first, no need to apologize, I will work hard, thank you.

Zhou Qingluo turned his head and said to Song Ling: "If you have the opportunity to ghostwrite Jiang Shiyan, you should apologize to the readers."

Song Ling: "Qing Luo, I don't want to have anything to do with him. If I come out and admit it, netizens will pick up on my relationship with him. Isn't it a kind of harm to you?"

Zhou Qingluo looked directly at him, "If you are frank, I will have nothing to fear. What are you afraid of?"

"Qing Luo, when it comes to Jiang Shiyan, I feel ashamed and sorry for you. Even our acquaintance is because of him. This is a fact. I can't erase the fact. It makes me feel powerless. I am a very poor person, I am afraid you will hate me, I am inferior, do you understand this feeling?"

Zhou Qingluo sighed, and hugged him gently, "You are stupid, how many times have you said that you won't hate you, why don't you believe me."

Song Ling: "Let's not talk about him anymore, okay, let's live a good life."

Zhou Qingluo: "Song Ling, when will you understand me?"

"I know I'm not good enough for you, but I will work hard."

No sleep for one night.

When Song Ling woke up, Zhou Qingluo was no longer at home, and there was still an aluminum foil thermal bag on the dining table.

He opened it, and there were steamed stuffed buns with soy milk and tea eggs, like the three that Zhou Qingluo brought to him every day when he was in the coffee shop.

At that time, Zhou Qingluo also asked whether steamed buns, soy milk, tea eggs, or vegetarian sandwiches with bitter coffee would be better. He just wanted to call Zhou Qingluo, and Zhou Qingluo called him.

Song Ling asked with a smile, "Where have you been?"

Zhou Qingluo: "Just now Zhao Dayu asked me if you still want to work with him."

Song Ling: "Go."

Zhou Qingluo smiled, "Really? Really?"

"I don't want my code to be a Trojan horse."

"Good."

"Where are you?"

Zhou Qing Luoyun said lightly: "I'm on the plane, and I'm going on a business trip for more than a month."

Song Ling paused, "What? More than a month? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"It was also temporarily arranged by the boss. He said that there was an opportunity to study, and he asked me to go out to collect folk songs and draw something spiritual."

"I will go with you."

"Just now you promised me to work with Zhao Dayu, and you said you didn't want your program to become a Trojan horse. Zhao Dayu has passion and dreams. If you two work together, you will definitely make a difference. Don't worry, I will report every day."

"Then you should tell me where you went."

"I'll tell you where I'm going. You should come here this afternoon. Also, don't think about hacking the airport network system. If you break the law, you promise me to abide by the law."

"..." When did there have so many rules and regulations.

"Song Ling, take good care of yourself."

"know."

"Song Ling, I love you."

"Honey, I love you too, come back soon."

"Okay, the plane is about to take off, bye."

Song Ling hung up the phone, wondering why they lived together and had to separate.

As soon as it starts to be sweet, it starts to feel empty.

But he promised Zhou Qingluo's matter, and he still has to do it.

He ate and reported to Lizhi Network Company.

When Zhao Dayu saw him, all the buns in his hand fell to the ground, "Why are you here?"

Song Ling: "Did you fire me?"

Zhao Dayu: "No, no, no, I didn't fire you. The company needs you. Welcome back."

Song Ling glanced at him indifferently, and then said, "Stop doing those rubbish projects, and invest directly in the field of network security."

After hearing this, the others echoed, "That's right, Boss Zhao, we are a group of conscientious hackers. You asked us to write outsourced game codes for a big factory, it's too small to make a big use of it."

Zhao Dayu: "Dreams need money, comrades need food, network information security is a long-term career..."

Song Ling: "I have the money, and I invest."

Zhao Dayu: "?"

Song Ling: "Is 5000 million enough?"

Everyone: "!!!"

Song Ling: "However, you have to tell Zhou Qingluo to end his business trip and come back immediately."

Zhao Dayu was puzzled, "Qing Luo has resigned."

Song Ling's heart sank: "What?"

"That's why I was curious just now, Qing Luo resigned, why do you still come to work here?"