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Ling Xiran didn't hear Qin Buchuan's perfunctory, only heard brother Xiaochuan's sincere grief.

Thinking that brother Xiaochuan felt the same sadness of the sudden loss of life as he did, he put down the biscuit box that he had been holding all afternoon, stretched out his hands to hug Qin Buchuan, and comforted others with his arms—but the hug was empty , Qin Buchuan crawled and stood on all fours, Ling Xiran only touched one leg, Qin Buchuan stomped his feet, his mouth was very happy: "Hey, Brother Ran, have you eaten yet? You'll be fine after eating, I'll take you to the kitchen to find butter Eat the bread."

Ling Xiran withdrew his hand, and now he could tell that Qin Buchuan didn't care, and that the kid's "sorry" just now was just a scene.

Ling Xiran was so angry at this moment - it was the first time she was so angry!

He has never been deceived like this since he was a child, and he feels the same way as he does, but it turns out that his pretty eyes are for the blind!Really mad at him!

It was the first time that Ling Xiran was so angry, but the more angry he was, the calmer he looked, he raised his arms towards Qin Buchuan, and said in a tone that could be called Hirai Wubo: "Give me a hand."

Qin Buchuan stretched out his hand to grab Ling Xiran's hand, and said to him with a playful smile, "I said how long have you been sitting here, I think you've been here for a long time—oh!"

Qin Buchuan's laughing words suddenly turned into screams of pain. He threw himself forward and lay on the ground with his face sideways. Ling Xiran withdrew his hand, and then he let out a "huh", feeling the pleasure of revenge and laughing.

Qin Buchuan was lying on the ground, not knowing what Ling Xiran said he would change his face, why did he provoke this guy.He couldn't figure it out, covered his face in grievance and stretched his legs and hands to get up, when he heard a bang, he kicked over the biscuit box on the ground.

Ling Xiran didn't say much, feeling tired, she stretched out her crossed legs and changed to kneeling on the ground, leaning forward to pick up the biscuit box and the ugly corpse.In the heart is empty sadness and autumn, conscious that his sadness and sorrow in this world will always be known only by him.

Everyone loves him and likes him, and what they like is only his good appearance. Who will really care about his heart?Why!He is such a lonely and beautiful child! [1]

Ling Xiran picked up the biscuit box, knelt and walked two steps forward, his hand was about to touch Chouchou's corpse, a black shadow pressed in front of him, and a pair of white and fat little hands picked up Chouchou from the ground.

Ling Xiran raised his head, and Qin Buchuan sat on the ground, facing him, Qin Buchuan didn't look at him, but looked down at the motionless little bird.

"Give it to me." Ling Xiran opened his mouth, his voice sounded like silence in the dark and silent room.

Qin Buchuan lowered his head, staring at the corpse of the bird in his hand, only then did he realize that it was Ugly, it was the ugly bird shared by him and Ling Xiran, it was an ugly little but pitiful little thing.

Qin Buchuan tilted his head, stopped looking at Chou Chou, and looked at Ling Xiran. Under the moonlight, he shed two lines of clear tears, and said softly, "I'm dead."

Ling Xiran had already been sad for a long time, and his mood calmed down. Seeing Qin Buchuan crying so suddenly, he scolded his mother in his heart, and his nose was sore from the infection.

When I opened my mouth, I was full of grievances and choked up complaints: "Qin Buchuan of your father! I have been sitting here all afternoon, waiting for you to come out. I was thinking that this is your and my joint property, so I want to ask you to take the bird together. Buried, you’re better off—hide in the cabinet and be a turtle! I don’t think you’re born in the year of horse or donkey! You’re a motherfucking tortoise!”

Qin Buchuan shed two lines of tears, and they stopped. He was a child who was hurt by crying. His voice could not speak for three days, and his eyes took two days to subside. He also understood that crying is the most useless thing in the world. It's one thing, so it's better to laugh-everyone looks happy when they laugh, which is attractive!

I haven't really shed tears in four or five years.Qin Buchuan lowered his head, sighing to himself, his chubby little face was pressed against Xiaoniao's stiff corpse.It turns out that I still cry when I am sad, and I still cry uncontrollably.

The bird's feathers were still soft, and the body was already stiff and without warmth. In the room where the earth dragon was burning, people felt cold. Qin Buchuan's face was soft and warm. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth. Said: "I'm sorry."

Only Ling Xiran could hear it, but Ling Xiran didn't know who he was saying sorry to, to him?Say to the bird?Or say to yourself?I don’t know, then I don’t want to.

After all, Ling Xiran had seen Qin Buchuan's sadness, and he felt more balanced, and his anger was washed away by Qin Buchuan's two lines of tears.

So he pushed Qin Buchuan's shoulder, and this time his voice became warmer: "Get up, let's bury Chouchou first, and then we'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

Qin Buchuan nodded, and put the bird back into the biscuit box. Ling Xiran stood up with his hands on the ground, and just halfway up, a flash of black and white flashed before his eyes, and he sat back on the ground with a "bang", which made Qin Buchuan's scalp shudder Tight, I felt that Ling Xiran's butt was going to hurt a lot.

Ling Xiran's butt hurt, but what was even more uncomfortable was dizziness. He sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't help himself, while Qin Buchuan ran to him like a fine sparrow.This time it was Qin Buchuan kneeling on the ground, holding his shoulders and chirping, "Brother Ran, why are you sitting on the floor?" "Brother Ran, are you okay?" Brother Ran Brother Ran Brother!

Ling Xiran tilted his head and said fiercely: "Brother Ran is about to be screamed to death by you!"

Qin Buchuan closed his mouth, withdrew his hands, and turned his face away. He didn't leave, and he didn't leave Ling Xiran behind, because Ling Xiran had been waiting for him all afternoon, but he was really wronged, and felt that Ling Xiran's fierceness was completely unreasonable.

Qin Buchuan changed from sitting on his knees to hugging his knees, with his back to Ling Xiran and sulked, waiting for Ling Xiran to explain——Ling Xiran was really fierce, and he felt that he should not have been so fierce. His dizziness had subsided, so he explained embarrassingly: "Sit down It's been a long time, dizzy."

Qin Buchuan snorted, Ling Xiran said again: "Aren't you hungry?"

Qin Buchuan's stomach groaned loudly in response, which could be heard clearly even in a room that wasn't quiet.

Qin Buchuan didn't feel irritated either. It was only natural that he was hungry. He turned around and was about to pull Ling Xiran to get up. He heard a rustling sound, and saw Ling Xiran unbutton his shirt, as if by magic— —He pulled out a sweet potato from his belly.

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[1] Qin Buchuan: There is such a fresh, refined and beautiful narcissist in the world!

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The title of the article was too long, and it was suggested to shorten it, so the title was changed to "The Heartthrob of My Family". My friend said, why do you stick to the word "Glamourite"?

This is the original source of inspiration for this article!