[Zhongyingmei] I don't want to save you today

I grew up in Seattle, which is a very... not very American and very American place.

It's free, but in any case, you don't feel like Chicago and New York there - luxury and rush.

It is also rare to see large expanses of lights.

A lot of people prefer New York, but I actually prefer where I grew up.Seattle has a slower pace of life, friendlier neighborhoods, and while I wasn't very well liked growing up, it's where I've accumulated the most love in my life.

Kuaiyin raised his eyes cautiously, curled his lips a little aggrieved.

Iris bent her fingers and tapped his forehead—that was before I met you, and we only slept together for half a year [Once once, okay, listen carefully.

When I was a child, I never really understood why I was not liked by others. It may be because I have a stubborn personality, and I don’t like to laugh and talk like my sister.The only ones who treat me better are my father and Uncle Wang.

That's right, it was Boss Wang, who was not very familiar with him at that time, but compared to the inexplicable personality of other people in the research institute where my father worked, he was really kind.

And it is also for Chinese descent like my father, so it is natural to get closer.Then something happened, I came to New York, and unexpectedly saw him again--but I didn't know him by then--you will see the rest.

Alright - let's go back to Seattle.

Iris clapped her hands and resumed the beginning of the story.

Of course, you may have felt that my grades are not very good. Look at my bad narrative.Of course, you'll listen to me no matter what I say, right?

Kuaiyin nodded hastily, his light-colored bangs skipped across his forehead lightly.

Iris stroked her hair in satisfaction.

Quicksilver thought incongruously of their tangled hair that night and the glistening sweat on the back of her fair neck.

When I came back to my senses, Iris had already started to say——

My name is Dolly and I have a sister named Iris.We practiced dancing together since childhood.My father was originally a professor at MIT, but later he went to work in a research institute in order to cure my mother's illness (of course my mother didn't know it at the time).My mother used to dance in bars, but she gradually became a ballet dancer when she met her father.

As for me, I skipped school early when I was about 13 years old and entered the society to work in bars.As a result, there was an accident one day, and the father who worked in the research institute had some conflicts with the research institute and was taken away by his colleagues.Originally he could be fine, but in order to protect me...

Iris was silent for a while, and then took advantage of the situation with her right hand to hold the hand that Kuaiyin secretly extended to comfort her, and her fingers were tightly intertwined.

Kuaiyin was taken aback, moved in a little, and then gently pressed a kiss on her cheek, which seemed to be a wordless comfort.

Iris sighed, and continued: Later, my father was taken away, my sister eloped with a man who appeared out of nowhere, my mother went crazy, and then committed suicide.Most of my memories get muddled, mistakenly thinking I was called Iris, and then tricked into coming to New York by Ross to work for her.

She suddenly fell silent, her beautiful eyebrows drooped, like a fox wet by the rainstorm, clumped there pitifully, but the cunning in her eyes still did not disappear.

Speaking of which, I'm so pitiful——

She teased herself with a chuckle, and her brows slowly relaxed.

In the end, Iris concluded: This is roughly what happened before me. If you have anything else you want to know, just ask me. The two of you are together. Since you want to be more serious, you have to... ...

Kuaiyin couldn't hear the words behind, and Iris's aggrieved "I'm so pitiful" voice was still floating in his mind, and he felt that something was holding his heart tightly. , the surrounding tiny blood vessels were overwhelmed and burst one by one, passing through his body and making a soft "bang" sound in his ears.

Even being locked in the basement has never felt so aggrieved.

Seeing that he didn't listen carefully, Iris froze for a moment, and shook the hand that was tightly clenched with him:

Are you distressed?Why don't you listen carefully.

She spoke half coquettishly and half changed the subject.

Quicksilver just nodded silently.

Then, before Iris could think of anything to comfort the silver-haired sensitive boy with a glassy heart, she felt herself being hugged horizontally, and the sudden weightlessness made her subconsciously grab the collar of the person beside her.

Kuaiyin held her neck with one hand, bent down and whispered in her ear:

I'll take you somewhere.

The author has something to say: Wen Fan Fan apologizes here.One is that I promised last time that I will never coo for no reason, but this time it disappeared for a long time, and the other is that I have been cooing for a long time this time.

The main reason is that I have been in a bad state recently, I failed the exam and I am very busy.I don't know what to write when I write, even if I finally have something to write, I can't bear to read it.

I should resume the update later, thank you [if there is] the little cutie who waited for my update.

PS: My readers are so gentle with peerless cute reminders.

That's it, I love you~