strayed into the world

It has been eight days since I "run away from home".Living in a hotel all the time is actually not much better.Quan Ce admitted that at first he deliberately didn't go back to the villa to calm his chaotic heart, but later found that it might be a good thing for him not to go back.Just like what Xiao Nai said, at least the people in that big house won't be frightened anymore, and they can take advantage of this time to recuperate their bodies.Then he will be merciful and let this peaceful time be extended again and again.

This continuation continued until the day...

It was a complete accident that day.After the entertainment, the other party just gave him a few boxes of Ritterspor, saying it was a new flavor.Oddly enough, he doesn't like chocolate, despite the famous Ritterspot chocolates from Germany.Thinking about what to do with this beautifully packaged box, I think I might as well give it to Xiao Nai, anyway he will soon pass it to another woman.But there are still some lingering fears.I don't know the reason for this hesitation.Finally give up.

In the evening, everyone went back, and Kempinski was left alone with Quan Ce. The dead silence made his thoughts active again, and he remembered that the man would bring a lot of beautifully packaged bags during festivals. He knew that it was for Xia Qingche, and since then he knew that Xia Qingche was the person who liked chocolate the most in the world.And this kind of thing has long been forgotten in the past three years.

Quance hating chocolate is as simple as hating Xia Qingche, there is no reason and no result.

Thinking of Xu Chi's words, [He has congenital hypoglycemia...]

Hypoglycemia... damn genetics.Quan Ce cursed, got up and left the office door with chocolate in his hand...

Along the way, Quan Ce was thinking about whether his actions were inappropriate, whether the actions he made without thinking would be a little impulsive, how to give this to him, and whether he would think it was poison if he took it. Show a scared expression.Besides, I'm not sure if I'll go berserk again when I see that expression again.In this way, it seemed that he hadn't thought about it, so he went home in the dark in the middle of the night like a ghost.

When entering the door, Quan Ce deliberately took his footsteps lightly, unaware of how incompatible the chocolate in his hand was with the tall and tall him at the moment.

Presumably he should be asleep, what else can he do if he doesn't sleep in the early morning.Never mind, go back to your own room first... His room is on the right, while his own room is on the left. Quan Ce goes straight to his room on the left. The corridor is dimly lit, covering the European-style corridor like an overwhelming net , at the end, it seems to see a thin and thin figure looming in the soft light.Is it because I am too tired to hallucinate? ...Quan Ce squinted his eyes and focused on the light and shadow, getting closer and closer, and the shadow became clearer and clearer.Get closer... My heart trembles, is it him?

What is he doing here?Quan Ce remembered that it was his study room, and he was usually not allowed to come here.Quan Ce looked at him at this moment, the thin pajamas were loosely clattered on his thin body, making him look more and more small.Standing in a daze at the door, he didn't know why he was in a daze, his hand in mid-air hesitated to twist the valve, but he didn't let it go, and his soft chestnut hair neatly spread over his cheeks to cover the palm-sized hand. Face.

Unable to stop the curiosity and surprise in my heart, when Quan Ce spoke, no matter how plain his tone was, it seemed like a severe question.

"What are you doing here!"

Hearing the familiar male voice that had been muttering to him all the time, Qing Che was taken aback. The slight trembling of his shoulders was noticed by Quan Ce. He turned his head to look at the person who had disappeared for two weeks. The corners of his mouth twitched. The sound is mixed with a touch of surprise, who knows whether surprise is greater than joy or joy is greater than surprise,

"Ce..." No, no, "Master, Master. You, you are back."

It seemed that his inferiority complex and cowardice remained unchanged, and he almost even called out his name.For the time being, Quan Ce looked at the child whom he hadn't seen for a long time, his face was already a little angry, and his curved and beautiful lips were also rosy, although he still looked thinner, a little haggard, a little thinner , but at least the previous sickness is gone.See, as he expected, his departure was indeed the best self-cultivation for him.

"You haven't answered my question yet, what are you doing here?" Quan Ce didn't expect that the sensitive child would mistake him for being angry as soon as he said this, panic immediately crept into his eyes, and hesitantly began to explain,

"I, I...I...um..." After squeezing for a long time, he couldn't make a complete sentence, and his little face was flushed red.

Seeing the child so nervous and bewildered, Quan Ce thought it was funny, but felt a little helpless, passed him by, opened the door of the study and walked in.And the person standing at the door stayed motionless in that stupefied and disappointed look, and didn't say a word about how wronged he was.

Yu Jiao glanced at it, Quan Ce poured himself a glass of water, it was very hot, put it down quickly, and said, "Come in."

With Quan Ce's permission, Qing Che dared to cautiously step into this place that had been forbidden to him for three years.This is Quan Ce's study room. He has seen Quan Ce reading and working in it countless times, but he can only take a peek outside the door.The feeling of satisfaction as if being blessed swelled and fermented in my heart, and I looked around the decoration curiously. In front of the huge French windows were rows of towering bookcases, just like the European museums that once appeared in textbooks.The blue gauze and white satin descend from the sky, which is stylish yet elegant.What surprised him the most was that there are so many books here, have you read all of them?I really want to know what kind of books he reads...

"Have you seen enough?"

The man's deep voice reminded Qing Che of his gaffe.Lowering his eyes, he apologized reflexively,

"sorry."

Quan Ce didn't mean to blame him, seeing his novel and innocent appearance was as beautiful as the world in his eyes was a fairy tale.

"Think about it now, do you want to tell me why you are here at this time?" Sitting comfortably on the soft chair, she slightly raised her chin and looked at him with a faint smile.

Qing Che was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, then timidly took out the bracelet that had been in her palm and put it on the table in front of Quan Ce.

"This is this, this bracelet, I'll give it back to you." Even though he was reluctant.

Quan Ce froze for a moment, his head paused for a second, this... By the way, it was the Tiffany bracelet that he gave him when he went to JOCHBONI last time.Is he waiting for him to come back here so late just to pay him back?how?Dislike it so quickly?Quan Ce sneered,

"This one, anyway, I don't want to just throw it away."

leave?No way.Hearing that Quan Ce said to throw away this bracelet that touched him for several days, Qing Che nervously blurted out,

"Yes, but this bracelet is still new."

"So what." Quan Ce shrugged, his usual disdain filled the corners of his eyes.

"That..." The child plucked up his courage and took a deep breath, "Well, young master, can you give me this bracelet." His cheeks were stained red with embarrassment, and he looked at Quan Ce with restless and expectant eyes.

what is this?Didn't you just return the bracelet to him?Now that he wants it again, what on earth does he want to do?What he said was that what he said he wanted was also him.Do you think you are so easy to talk to? ...

"I want..." With a smile full of ghostly charm, "Okay." He picked up the bracelet and threw it into the steaming water glass, raised his chin and raised his eyebrows to look at the ugly child, "Take it yourself."