man god man god you lost a boyfriend

So, when Qi Liang returned to the dormitory after class, he saw Song Ziqi lying on the table, his whole face buried in the keyboard, his head full of dull hair, his whole body seemed to be on the verge of death .

Qi Liang glanced at Song Ziqi, then silently stretched out a finger and poked him.

Song Ziqi remained motionless.

Qi Liang continued to poke him with his finger.

Song Ziqi remained motionless.

Qi Liang continued to poke him with his finger.

Song Ziqi finally moved, he turned his face silently, and showed a loveless face towards Qi Liang: "I'm broken in love..."

"My heart hurts..."

Qi Liang raised his eyebrows: "When did you ever fall in love?"

Song Ziqi: "...Hmm."

What Qi Liang said made sense, but he was speechless.

It has always been his unilateral crush, and from the beginning to the end, the male god never responded...

At this moment, Song Ziqi finally understood what it meant to be "a life with nothing to love"!

Heart, heart hurts!

On the second day, Song Ziqi was languid all day long, as if his whole body was covered with a shadow visible to the naked eye.

On the third day, Song Ziqi finally regained a little blood, recovering from the huge blow.

Even if it is impossible for the male god to like him, so what?If you still like the male god even though you know that the male god is out of reach, you should have made up your mind that you will never get a response.

He should have made such an awareness...

He should have made such an awareness.

It's easy to say, but hard to do...

Song Ziqi listlessly opened station B, watching the cover video he gave to the male god as a birthday present was getting more and more playbacks and bullet screens. He obviously felt happy and excited before, but now he was only at a loss... There was even a little sarcasm.

And when Song Ziqi scrolled down to the comment area, in addition to the comments from CP fans, there were also many questioning comments——

Obviously singing very mediocrely, why is it on the homepage, just because of hugging the thigh of white clothes giving wine?

Can't speak clearly, just like holding a big X in the mouth

The out-of-tune that can't be saved even in the later stage

What the hell are you singing, this kind of thing can also be on the homepage?

……

If it was Song Ziqi in the past, he who claimed to have a diamond heart would not care about these at all, but the Weibo post of giving wine in white clothes seemed to force a crack in his diamond heart, and those cynicism was like cold wind Similarly, along that slit, it was poured straight into his heart.

After only reading a few comments, Song Ziqi didn't want to read any more.

After shutting down Station B, Song Ziqi was at a loss. If his previous life goal was to hook up with male gods, then now...does he lose his life goal?

Song Ziqi was at a loss, as if he had lost his life goal.

The dazed Song Ziqi opened Weibo and wandered around aimlessly. Although he only followed a person in white who gave wine on Weibo, it didn't mean that Song Ziqi wouldn't go to watch other people's Weibo.

Song Ziqi ran to watch Jiang Xinmingyue's Weibo.

Unlike the Weibo post that caused an uproar before Baiyi sent wine, Jiang Xinmingyue's Weibo was always calm. Except for a Weibo that wished Bai Yi a happy birthday, she didn't post anything or retweet Baiyi sent wine That Weibo expresses his opinion.

Song Ziqi silently clicked on Jiang Xinmingyue's Weibo comment——

The wine moon is good!Sure enough, Jiuyue is the official match!

Official candy!The cult slaps in the face!

The male god in white is so good!The demeanor of the goddess of the moon!

Get rid of cults and everything~Jiuyue pushes for life~

……

Song Ziqi sighed, turned off Jiang Xinmingyue's Weibo, but clicked on Qi Liang's Weibo again, and was instantly shown his affection by this pair of dogs!

Small octopus balls: good//@中华甲园猫: daughter-in-law~I like a song very much recently~Let’s sing together next time~@占鱼小丸子

Small octopus balls: Good//@中华甲园猫: Wife and daughter-in-law~ This song is great~ Let’s sing together~@占鱼小丸子

Small octopus balls: Good//@中华甲园猫: Daughter-in-law~Daughter-in-law~The weather is good today~Let’s sing in chorus~@占鱼小丸子

……

What a pair of dogs and men!

hateful!

Well, I'm so envious! ! !

Song Ziqi bit his finger tearfully... But soon, he stopped.

Alas, what's the point of being envious, he clearly knows that Qi Liang and that UP owner named Zhonghua Yuanmao are not that kind of thing at all, they are just selling rot.

Song Ziqi sighed, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Song Ziqi turned off Weibo in a heartless way, turned off the computer in a heartless manner, then threw himself on the bed in a heartless manner, and fell asleep again.

The next day, Song Ziqi was woken up by a phone call from Song Xueying.

"Brother... are you still sleeping?"

Song Ziqi: "...you called me specifically to ask this?"

"Of course not... But today is the school's anniversary, you won't forget it, right?"

"Today is the school day?"

"I knew you would forget! That's why I called to remind you that the performance is about to start. Are you coming?"

Song Ziqi snorted: "...not going."

Song Xueying was a little surprised: "Why?"

Song Ziqi gave up on himself: "Because I fell out of love!"

Song Xueying was even more surprised: "...Since when have you been in love?"

Song Ziqi: "..."

His heart hurts so much! X2

"If you're broken in love, you should come here! There will be many beautiful girls! Freshman juniors, lively sophomores, mature juniors, all kinds of girls..."

... What juicy, lively and mature ones, should they be picking radishes in the vegetable market?

"And besides our pretty girls from G, there are also fresh and beautiful girls from Z..."

Whether it's juicy radishes, lively radishes, ripe radishes, or fresh radishes...he doesn't like them, because he doesn't like radishes at all, he only likes cucumbers.

Of course, it was impossible for Song Ziqi to tell Song Xueying about this matter.

"Okay," Song Ziqi sighed, "...I'll just go."

Anyway, he stayed in the dormitory and had nothing else to do.

In the past, he could stay in the dormitory as a ghost animal all day, and even stay up all night, but now he seems to have lost the motivation to be a ghost animal all of a sudden.

But if he doesn't become a ghost animal, he has nothing else to do.

After Song Ziqi brushed his teeth and washed his face listlessly, he put on some clothes casually, grabbed a handful of hair, and set off towards the auditorium.

Today's G University is extremely lively, the school is almost full of people, Song Ziqi managed to squeeze his way out of the crowd, and finally came to the school auditorium.

At this time, the auditorium was almost overcrowded, and there were so many people that Song Ziqi couldn't help being a little puzzled. When did G University's school celebration performance become so popular?

But soon, Song Ziqi understood from the discussions of the people around him——

"I heard that the host god of Z University is also here!"

"Big Z", "host department", "male god"...

According to these three keywords with the highest frequency, Song Ziqi understood it all at once.

Dare to feel that these people are not coming to see the performance, but to see the handsome guy ==.

Listening to the excited and expectant discussions of the people around him, Song Ziqi seemed to be able to see the pink bubbles in the air.

Song Ziqi was a little puzzled. Although the young man in the white shirt was indeed handsome, why were these people so excited?It's like chasing stars...

However, all the wonders and doubts of Song Ziqi disappeared the moment he stepped into the auditorium.

Just when Song Ziqi stepped into the auditorium, there happened to be six hosts giving opening speeches, and the first one to speak was the "Male God Z".

Standing on the stage, the young man was smiling, warm as jade, and his voice was like spring water stirring stones, and the lingering sound made people feel like spring breeze.

"Dear leaders……"

This, this voice...

Song Ziqi suddenly froze.

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