After the top green tea is worn to the love

If the first three weeks are the shadow of physical death for Meng Ziqing, then for Qin Yue these three weeks are mental oppression anytime and anywhere.

Meng Ziqing is so afraid of death in this week's episode, so Qin Yue's desire to monitor Meng Ziqing is so deep.

Meng Ziqing's dislike of Gu Yang Wen Siliang, Qin Yue's desire to possess and control Meng Ziqing... These are all sequelae brought about by the previous few weeks.

They have forgotten, the system erased their memories about each other, but their spirits still remember.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Even if you forget, you still have instinct.

Instinctive fear, instinctive possession, instinctive...

Develop love for each other.

Qin Yue's mind was still vivid about the events of the past few weeks, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

She felt sorry for Meng Ziqing.

Qin Yue wiped away her tears, raised her head and looked at Meng Ziqing, and said something against her will, "I know you hate me, but I won't change."

"If I were you, I would hate going through these things." She twitched the corners of her lips mockingly, "Even if it happens again, I will be firm in my choice."

"I accept all your revenge on me, and I will never fight back." She lowered her eyes and said almost self-servingly, "But you have to pretend to be with me until the romance is over in five days, the system's tasks are completed, and the plot is over. , so that you can be 100% sure of your safety."

At this time, she was still worried about Meng Ziqing's safety.

It was clear that Meng Ziqing was sure of winning, but there was still someone who was worried about her comfort.

"puff--"

Listening to Qin Yue's muttering, Meng Ziqing finally couldn't hold back anymore.

The woman's laughter made Qin Yue turn around, and she raised her head in astonishment.

In the middle of the night, under the light, Meng Zunqing's complexion was pale, his thin body was supporting the desk, and the other slender white finger was on his lips.

"Fool……"

Meng Ziqing's romantic curly hair hangs loose, and the drooping hair casts a small shadow on her eyebrows and eyes, and only people can see her somewhat gloomy smile that she reveals for no reason.

She slowly raised her eyebrows and said with a regretful voice, "Sister, why haven't you reacted yet?"

The voice sighed softly with a bit of distressed taste, and it slipped to the bottom of Qin Yue's heart.

At that moment, Qin Yue's mind suddenly crossed a guess.

And the possibility of carrying out this guess is very high!

Qin Yue raised her eyes subconsciously to look at her, and said in a trance voice, "Meng Ziqing, your third week is—"

"right……"

Before Qin Yue finished speaking, Meng Ziqing immediately responded to her guess.

Guess come true.

The elegant female voice was hoarse and weak due to the pain between them, but her tone was arrogant.

"In last week's show, I counted everything." Meng Ziqing evoked an arrogant smile, her pure black eyes were as bright as black pearls, and she was surprisingly beautiful, "I counted everything. "

"I won all bets."

She stared at Qin Yue, "Including you will give me the system."

Meng Ziqing is smart, but not extremely smart, she can only do some tricks, but she can't do one step at a time.

But that's enough for her to be smart.

This point is smart enough for her to recognize the halo on Gu Yang's body, guess and even bet that Qin Yue, the only variable of the three weeks, has something on him.

Relying on this bit of intelligence, as well as many times of going to death under psychological construction, she won a big victory in the new round of the game.

Of course Meng Ziqing was afraid of death, she was afraid of death, but she dared to die.

She dared to gamble on the unwarranted next game.

She dared to bet that Qin Yue would help her win the next game.

This is the confidence Qin Yue gave her.

In this game, the bet is that Qin Yue loves her enough.

She bet that Qin Yue would not let her lose everything.

The result also made Meng Ziqing very satisfied.

As the cp system said, she didn't have any regrets this week.

Meng Ziqing smiled and said to Qin Yue who was also silent in front of him, "Sister, don't blame yourself so much, I stole your system."

"I've tricked your system over here, will you feel better if you think about it this way?"

Meng Ziqing felt that his body was finally not as painful as it was just now, and while shaking his hands, he was in a very good mood and leisurely poured two cups of tea.

The tea was warm, and it was just right to drink. Meng Ziqing sighed comfortably, and his voice slowly soothed Qin Yue's heart, "When I recovered my memory last week, I was really hurting to death. After the pain is over, what about me?" I found a lot of interesting things."

Qin Yue's throat rolled, "For example?"

"For example, although the world is not static, Gu Yang's cub is just like the Chosen One. No matter how I put on a pair of shoes for him, he will still want the wind and the rain."

Speaking of which, Meng Ziqing gritted his teeth a bit.

"Everyone's life trajectory is basically the same, but you are the only variable in this world."

Meng Ziqing stared at Qin Yue, and softly bent his eyes, "Sister, you are very special."

"It's not very obvious in the first week, but it is obvious in the second and third weeks-you came for me."

"What is this asking?" Meng Ziqing guessed, looking at Qin Yue with a smile, "It can't be because of the one I pushed you out of the car at the end of the first week, right?"

Qin Yue; "..."

Her silence seemed to be telling Meng Ziqing the answer.

"puff--"

Meng Ziqing couldn't help laughing, she glanced away, and in the blink of an eye, the water in her eyes disappeared. She rubbed the teacup with her slender fingers, and looked at Qin Yue affectionately.

The choked voice was well hidden, "You are really innocent, sister."

The system was completely stunned, it thought they were trying to hide Meng Ziqing.

But this was unexpectedly planned by Meng Ziqing.

Even Meng Ziqing had considered Qin Yue's reaction after her death.

It muttered, "Pervert..."

At this moment, Qin Yue didn't know what to say. Countless complicated emotions piled up in her heart, so she could only ask, "Why..."

"You recovered your memory very early, why didn't you tell me."

"If you want revenge, I can help you, and I can give you whatever you want."

Qin Yue didn't understand, she always thought that Meng Ziqing only recovered her memory very late, and her mental breakdown caused her to hack Gu Yang to death.

But the reality is not.

In the third week, Meng Ziqing recovered her memory earlier than she thought.

She doesn't understand.

If Meng Ziqing had recovered her memory so early, she could have taken revenge on Gu Yang in the third week.

She will help her.

What she couldn't figure out was that according to Meng Ziqing's lazy temperament, she would never be polite to her partner.

She couldn't figure out why Meng Ziqing didn't ask her for help.

Obviously happiness is right in front of her eyes, why did she want to kill it with a stick? !

"Meng Ziqing, I can't figure it out, and I don't understand." Qin Yue took a deep breath, feeling a little tired, "I can't figure out why you did this."

There was a trace of pity and pain on the cold face, "That day was our wedding, I don't understand why you did this."

Qin Yue: "Is this your revenge?"

Meng Ziqing thought for a while, and the corners of her lips curled up habitually. She stared at Qin Yue's cold face with deep eyes, and was lost in thought for a moment.

"Probably revenge."

After a long time, she replied truthfully, "Back to the root... I'm jealous."

When it comes to the word jealousy, there is a little relief in the elegant female voice, softly crushed in the midnight autumn cold.

"Qin Yue, I'm jealous of you, so I don't need your help."

Qin Yue was stunned, her eyelashes trembled slightly, "Why are you jealous of me?"

What is she jealous of her?

Hers is hers.

"I'm jealous of what you have." Meng Ziqing replied.

She walked to the sofa next to her and sat down, not forgetting to pat the seat next to her to signal Qin Yue.

Qin Yue's eyes moved, but there was no past.

Meng Ziqing didn't care either, shrugged his shoulders to ease the embarrassment, and reiterated in a general explanation, "I've always been jealous of you, Qin Yue."

Meng Ziqing was really jealous of Qin Yue. Compared with her, Qin Yue was a bit too lucky.

She is the host chosen by the system to save, and she is the heartthrob loved by the entire script.

These are not the most important things. Qin Yue loves her as much as she does, and they are not worthy of Meng Ziqing's envy.

What Meng Ziqing was jealous of was that she also liked Qin Yue.

Meng Ziqing was jealous of her, jealous of Qin Yue getting her love.

"Qin Yue, you are really lucky." Meng Ziqing took a deep breath, let go of his psychological boundaries and said to Qin Yue, "You caught me in your darkest time, and my darkest time is only worthy of myself people spend."

"I'm jealous that you have me in your darkest hour."

"People feel sorry for you for losing your mother and having a miserable childhood, but so do I." Meng Ziqing's voice was a little cold, "I know that I am a vicious female supporting role, and I am not worthy of all good things."

"I don't care what others give me, I can give it to myself."

Meng Ziqing compared a small circle, "I am also loved by others, I love myself, and I love myself with all my heart."

"Others don't love me if they don't love me, as long as I love myself."

"But when I was loving myself well, I began to love you uncontrollably."

Qin Yue's expression moved, his hands shrank slightly, and he restrained himself from walking over.

"I know people's emotions can't be controlled, but—"

Meng Ziqing frowned, a little aggrieved, she concluded, "I don't like this."

Meng Ziqing endured bad luck and swallowed grievances, but she did not accept that she loved Qin Yue.

She loves Qin Yue, it's like a poor boy falling in love with a rich lady.Not only that, but she also gave her the last bite of food, and placed it in front of her in a cramped manner, which looked so simple among the group of delicacies.

In the face of all kinds of chips, her liking is too much...

Not worth mentioning.

Meng Ziqing couldn't accept it—because of her unspeakable self-esteem.

"In that case, if you don't like this, why don't you take revenge on me." Qin Yue asked, her voice hoarse.

They had already discussed this issue - when Qin Yue had just recovered his memory.

Now, under the "equality" where both of them have recovered their memories, Qin Yue is finally asking once.

The light above her head made her eyebrows and eyes sharper, and the mixed blood between her eyebrows and eyes was too full, giving her a sharp and glamorous look.

"You take revenge on me and kill me, that's fine."

"I won't stop you, it's very simple for you." Qin Yue clenched his fists, and his tone was cold, as if he wasn't giving advice to let her kill herself.

Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue are not awkward people, but they are surprisingly consistent on some issues.

Meng Ziqing couldn't accept the fact that she liked or even fell in love with Qin Yue because of her self-esteem.

Qin Yue also couldn't accept Meng Ziqing's love of charity, which was similar to pity.

Meng Ziqing felt that her love could not be shown.

Qin Yue did not accept Meng Ziqing's compassion and love for her humble self.

Love makes them tough and makes them cowardly and misguided.

Qin Yue spoke with a bit of impulsiveness, "Revenge if you want, I deserve it. Why do you wrong yourself if you don't like it?!"

"I can not let it go."

Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue's eyes met, and Qin Yue was stunned, "You..."

Meng Zi cleared her... She was saying that she couldn't bear it.

Meng Ziqing thought it was her voice that Xiao Qin Yue didn't hear clearly, and repeated again, "I said I couldn't bear it."

"I like you, love you, so I can't bear to revenge you, did you hear this time?" She said with red eyes.

Meng Ziqing clearly knew that he loved Qin Yue, and it was clear enough when he recovered his memory from the third week.

She attacked Gu Yang and pushed Wen Siliang to a low point, but she didn't want to touch Qin Yue.

Reasonably speaking, Qin Yue is the biggest variable in this world, and there must be something hidden in her body.

But Meng Ziqing couldn't bear it, she couldn't bear to attack Qin Yue.

At that moment, Meng Ziqing knew clearly that she had fallen in love with Qin Yue a long time ago.

Because feelings cannot be restrained, when you find that you love someone, it can only prove one thing——

You've already fallen in love with each other.

Love is a spontaneous outpouring of emotion that, when discovered, proves that one has fallen in love without knowing it.

But Meng Ziqing is a landlubber, she is afraid of water.

It is unknown how many variables Qin Yue has. She is afraid, afraid that she will drown in Qin Yue.

So Meng Ziqing is not only a landlubber, but also a stubborn, jealous duck.

The flame of jealousy gradually burned into a raging fire in his heart, and amidst thousands of jealous fires, there was actually a trace of paranoid love.

She loves Qin Yue, and is even more jealous of Qin Yue getting her love, and her jealousy turns into a deeper love again.

This is a cycle that makes Meng Ziqing unhappy and helpless.

So reluctant, so Qin Yue must be hers.

Meng Ziqing: "Did you hear clearly this time, I love you, so I can't bear to touch you."

Qin Yue's voice was a little choked up, "I heard..."

heard it.

She heard Meng Ziqing saying that he loved her.

He said he loved her generously and naturally.

"I can't bear you, so you must be mine." Meng Ziqing looked at Qin Yue, and the stubbornness in his eyes was not far from Qin Yue's.

Under the night, the woman sitting on the sofa has long curly romantic hair hanging loose, and her white cheeks make her look a little younger than her actual age. The female voice is firm and precious, "You used it in the darkest time I get out of trouble, and I use you to get out when it's most difficult, so we owe each other nothing.

But, it was you who provoked me in the first place, so you owe me something. "

"You have to be mine."

"And I have always been Meng Ziqing, the vicious female supporting role in the so-called original plot, not me." Meng Ziqing clasped her slender, white palms tightly on the sofa, and said arrogantly, "I can only be me, and I must always be me." I."

Meng Ziqing used Qin Yue's love for her to get out of the situation, and also relied on his own love for Qin Yue to survive one or another suffering.

Love is the sharpest weapon and the strongest armor.

The vicious female supporting role and Bai Yueguang in the original book were never them.

At the end of this chess game, Meng Ziqing can only be Meng Ziqing.

But Qin Yue must be Meng Ziqing's Qin Yue.

Qin Yue is Meng Ziqing's trophy, the queen waiting for her to marry.

Qin Yue was stunned by the answer, "Really..."

"Yes..." Meng Ziqing nodded and smiled mockingly.

The female voice is inexplicably lingering in the empty room.

"Qin Yue, you are paranoid, while I am jealous."

"We take advantage of each other and satisfy each other."

She made a well-matched gesture, and was actually a little satisfied, "From a certain point of view, jealousy and paranoia are a natural match for us."

Qin Yue was amused by Meng Ziqing's words, tears were still rolling in her eyes, she choked up and agreed, "Yes, we are made for each other."

Paranoia and jealousy.

In this world, there is no one more suitable than them.

"I belong to you, and Qin Yue belongs to Meng Ziqing." Qin Yue replied, she didn't know why she had the urge to shed tears even though it was a happy event.

"So now—" Meng Ziqing raised his eyes, stretched out his hand and commanded Qin Yue, his voice was soft, "You should come and hug me."

"I'm very weak now, you have to comfort me." Meng Ziqing said with a pale face, with drooping eyelids, looking like a tired cat.

"Qin Yue, hug me."

The distance between them was still the same length of wooden floors, just a few steps. This time, Qin Yue stepped across.

"Well, hug..." Qin Yue hugged Meng Ziqing, stroking Meng Ziqing's head with his palm, and buried her neck with some choked sobs.

The voice was muffled and a little hard to hear.

"Meng Ziqing, I love you, I love you very much."

Always love.

"I know..." Meng Ziqing hugged Qin Yue's waist tightly, and her neck felt a little wet, which was not hurtful.

She rubbed her hands comfortably, "I love you too, Qin Yue."

Always love.