I, Sand Sculpture Shou, fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

"How do I know their names?"

Xie Qixing repeated He Jia's question.

Then he gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word: "Because I am them!"

He Jia was dumbfounded.

It was quiet all around.

All the people in line, including the staff, were unusually quiet—they even breathed lightly, just to hear what He Jia and Xie Qixing were arguing about, and to strive for a bite of sweet melon.

He Jia looked over one by one, and the surrounding audience signaled He Jia and Xie Qixing to continue with their expectant eyes.

He Jia had a hooligan face: "Why are you so gossip!"

He pulled Xie Qixing out, found a secluded corner along the way, and then stopped.

He Jia asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

"Since you disappeared, I have looked for you everywhere."

Xie Qixing's tone was cool, but he still answered He Jia's question obediently: "I couldn't find you anywhere, and when I was dying of anxiety, the staff who was going through the bureau suddenly found me and said they had news about you."

"The staff told me that you have been sent to the pit filling department, and you can only come back after completing the task." Xie Qixing suddenly paused and glanced at He Jia.

He Jia wondered: "And then?"

Xie Qixing: "I asked him, when will you be able to complete the task, but the staff member said 'in the next life'... I heard from him that you work extremely badly, and you always look like a hooligan wherever you go, which scared me a lot Gong Shou, they don't want to work with you anymore."

He Jia: "..."

Speechless, for the first time in this life so speechless.

Xie Qixing: "The staff member admired me very much and said that it was a miracle that I fell in love with you. He asked me if I would like to let you out of the pit-filling department as soon as possible, and to let the employees of the pit-filling department have a pure land. Every world is your partner."

He Jia: "...you are humiliating me."

He asked again, "Then why don't you remember anything?"

Xie Qixing: "The staff was afraid that I would reveal my secrets, so they deliberately erased my memory in advance, and then put me in the original plot before you, so that I really lived through the lives of those people."

He Jia took a step back and looked at Xie Qixing.He asked, "Are you really them?"

Xie Qixing nodded.

He Jia was in a trance for a moment.

He stretched out his hand to pat Xie Qixing's chest, and pinched Xie Qixing's arm, feeling incredible.

Xie Qixing asked, "What do you think?"

He Jia paused for a moment, and then laughed a little bit after a catastrophe: "Fortunately, you are the only one of them... Otherwise, I really don't know how to explain..."

As soon as he mentioned this, Xie Qixing's face turned blue again: "You still have the nerve to say it."

Knowing that he was wrong, He Jia laughed twice: "I also lost my memory. Besides, the four people I like are all you. This proves that I am dedicated, and the people I like are all of the same type."

Xie Qixing asked blankly: "Then tell me, what type is it?"

"..." He Jia held back for a long time, and finally looked at Xie Qixing's face and said, "He looks handsome."

Xie Qixing: "..."

Xie Qixing wanted to be angry, but in the end he couldn't hold back his laughter. He Jia smiled and opened his arms to him: "Then we have seen each other for a long time, let's hug each other?"

Xie Qixing hugged He Jia tightly into his arms.

Feeling Xie Qixing's embrace, He Jia whispered in his ear, "Chu Tang."

Xie Qixing tightened his arms, his face was stuffed into He Jia's neck, and he let out a "hmm".

"Jane Qiu?"

"Ah."

"Gu Rong?"

"Ah."

"Ji Huai."

Xie Qixing said "um" again, and said in a muffled voice, "It's also me, it's all me."

He Jia finally called him: "Xie Qixing."

Xie Qixing nodded, his fluffy hair brushed against He Jia's cheek.He Jia finally felt the truth.

He tilted his head and kissed Xie Qixing's face, and let out a loud "boom~"

Xie Qixing looked back slowly like a slow motion movie, looking at He Jia with sparkling eyes.

He Jia poked his waist with his fingers: "I said you are really good at cooking braised pork, can you cook it again for me?"

A smile gradually spread from Xie Qixing's eyebrows and eyes, he curved his lips to respond to He Jia: "Okay."

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