What should I do if I suddenly become sperm and have no account indicators?

Jin Liufang stirred the paint in the tin can, and her heart turned over and over like this viscous liquid.He thought, how did he grow up like this in a place I didn't know?

He seems to have this problem, since he was a child.Bai Miaomiao laughed that he had kept Chen Xiang by his side since he was a child, and refused to leave even a single step, which was too sticky.But he thought, what's wrong with keeping the things you like firmly by your side and never leaving your eyes for a moment?

He secretly raised his eyes to look at Qi Jiang, who was lying on the floor with his sleeves rolled up, his dangling wrists showed obvious knuckles, Bai Shengsheng's round elbows were pressing on the paper, and his focused and gentle eyes seemed to be in the light. melt.How did he grow up?

"Did you have a good meal in the capital?" He asked, not knowing what he was going to ask.

Qi Jiang froze for a moment, then looked up at him, "Yes."

"Has anyone bullied you?"

Qi Jiang said: "Everyone is a good person, how could they bully me?"

Jin Liufang curled her lips and said, "Qin Muyun doesn't have any good people under his command!"

"Actually, Mr. Qin and the others have no malicious intentions..." Qi Jiang hurriedly explained, he suddenly saw Jin Liufang's face darken, he quickly stopped talking, and secretly sighed that he hadn't spoken to the Supreme Emperor for so long that he forgot to stroke his hair.

Unexpectedly, Jin Liufang didn't lose his temper and continued to entangle. He used a brush to smear on the waste paper, muttering, "Isn't he taking away enough from me..." His words , faintly revealed a kind of grievance and complaint.

Qi Jiang didn't dare to answer as if he was wronged.

When he came back this time, he felt that Jin Liufang was different, but he couldn't tell what was different.However, just now, he suddenly realized that Jin Liufang was no longer making trouble with him unreasonably.He is so calm and well-behaved, but he is no longer the willful Jin Liufang who can act like a baby.

Jin Liufang sighed softly, lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly and said: "After he took Chen Xiang away, I had a falling out with my family. I originally thought of just messing around, and then returned to Luoyang to inherit the family business. But at that time, I only wanted to be like a I want to go to the capital like a red-eyed gamecock. Do you know what I am doing now? It is an import equipment company partnered with a senior I know. Hope, just thinking, if this is the case, can I see Chen Xiang again, can I see you again?"

"And then?" Qi Jiang blurted out, swallowing the rest of the words.He knew what happened then—they hadn't seen each other until now.

Jin Liufang glanced at him and said: "Of course there is no result. The capital is so big, Qin Muyun is so capable, and he is like a thunderbolt. Wanting to see him is like going to the capital to meet the emperor in ancient times, looking for a needle in a haystack. Sometimes In the middle of the night, I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling, and all kinds of weird thoughts came to my mind. Could it be that you and Chen Xiang were secretly executed by some horrible human experiment, buried in some remote and desolate place that I don’t know? In the wild woods—it’s like the kind of third-rate street stall literature.” Jin Liufang smiled self-deprecatingly.

Qi Jiang shook his hand, and drew a thick mark on the white paper with a soft pen. He thought to himself, if it breaks, everything will be lost.

All the game loses.

Qi Jiang said: "Thank you for looking for me." He suddenly didn't know how to move his hands and feet, and his ink-stained fingers casually touched the trousers, and there was another mark on the off-white fabric.

Jin Liufang said: "Seeing that you are doing well, I will be relieved." The dizzy smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, avoiding Qi Jiang's gaze, lowering his head and concentrating on getting the paint, and drawing on the ruler In the frame, one after another.

Qi Jiang suddenly thought in a trance: "Jin Liufang is also very good at painting, the colors are so even, and the lines are so straight." As if it was instinct, he always felt that Jin Liufang was good everywhere, and he was good at everything. Good at, anywhere is a breeze.

Even if he calmly talked about his frustration and loss for so many years, and confessed his powerlessness and helplessness.He thought that Jin Liufang would do the same.

Qi Jiang said: "What about you, how are you doing?"

Jin Liufang said: "Miaomiao said that the potatoes in your place are very unpalatable and you have to eat them all at once. I think generally speaking, I should live better than you." He seemed to have returned to normal in an instant. Sarcastically.

Qi Jiang thought that he always seemed to be like this before, revealing his heart for a moment, and seemed not to care about anything the next moment.Qi Jiang used to think it was strange, but now suddenly, it seemed to touch his secret mood.

Qi Jiang said: "Miaomiao is used to fine eating, it's not that exaggerated..."

He suddenly wanted to share everything about himself with him, including his experience over the past few years, the books he had read, the people he knew, and everything.

"I have a senior sister who can tell which one was cut by her from the stewed rabbit meat in the cafeteria. As long as it is cut by her, she will not eat it, but she eats the cuts of others very happily." Qi Jiang Putting down the pen, counting them one by one with fingers, "We only have one library, which has everything in it, but there are very few literature and arts. Sometimes I don't know who has borrowed them all. I have a period of sleep. The previous story was planting tomatoes in pots, and I fell asleep when I saw that it had just produced fruit."

"Also, I finally know what kind of flower I describe as "Blooming Blossoms and Killing Hundred Flowers", and I finally know the reason why you were unhappy at that time."

Jin Liufang exaggeratedly asked: "Am I unhappy?"

Qi Jiang nodded vigorously, "You rumbled away like a monster."

Jin Liufang's black face: "What do you mean?"

Qi Jiang said: "If I do it again, I will definitely not use this sentence."

Jin Liufang said: "Little illiterate, which sentence do you want to use?"

Qi Jiang put down his pen, squatted on the ground and looked up at him, "Even if it is ruthless, it is touching."

Bai Miaomiao dragged little Liulian along and kicked open the door of the classroom, "Eh? Liufang, why is your face so red?"

Jin Liufang blurred his face with his arms, "It's nothing." He stood up and was about to leave.

Bai Miaomiao turned to Qi Jiang: "What did you do to him?"

Qi Jiang said blankly: "I don't have it..." He chased him out, "Hey, Jin Liufang, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Liufang looked up at the sky with his pockets in his pocket, "No."

Qi Jiang said, "Why are you angry?"

Jin Liufang said, "I'm not angry."

Qi Jiang said: "Oh." Jin Liufang suddenly had another fit, he didn't understand at all. "I haven't finished writing yet, I'm going back." He pointed behind him.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Jin Liufang stopped him, blushing and said, "You, do you always say this to other people?!"

Qi Jiang blinked, "What other people? Which ones?"