strayed into the world

It was all because of the blue sky, which made him temporarily forget the hatred that followed him everywhere.

……

"What gift do you want?"

Quan Ce's deep and magnetic voice was neither slow nor slow, and it became a big problem when it fell into Qing Che's ears.It fell down heavily, and most of the smile was suppressed, and the tangled brows were twisted together,

"Gift?"

"Yes, I promised you."

Quan Ce's words are like an imperial decree, falling on Qing Che's head like a mountain top.Intertwined fingers, pulled the trouser legs to make a few wrinkles, said softly,

"I have no idea……"

Those barely recalled memories began to be broken apart in the pale and lonely winter, tortured by the sufferings of life. It wasn’t a man talking about it. Xia Qingche almost forgot how he felt when he received the gift, and that he could still look forward to it .

"Think about it now." Although it was not an order, the words Quan Ce uttered were irresistibly domineering no matter how plain they were.

Qing Che really didn't know what gift he wanted. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally said without confidence,

"All, I like all of them."

Quan Ce had expected various answers, but he did not expect that Xia Qingche was unexpected. The unexpected result was strange and novel, causing ripples in his peaceful heart.This person is so stupid, how can he hate it with peace of mind.

Eyes raised, looking at the man, "Really? Are you happy if I give you a hair?"

"En." Pursing her lower lip, Qing Che lowered her head and looked at her intertwined fingers, her heart beating wildly.How could he know the small calculations that the man was playing in his heart at this moment.

"You sit so far away, how can I give it to you?"

No, he really wants to give him hair?That would hurt.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Quan Ce's patience was limited, his sword eyebrows frowned, and his voice sank a bit, "Come here, don't make me say it a second time."

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Qing Che obediently moved her position little by little.Before he got close, he was pulled into the strong chest by the big hand, and subconsciously grabbed the opponent's clothes, and the black shadows had already swept over the sky and took away the light.He was afraid of the dark, because every time the darkness came, it was also the beginning of his suffering. Qing Che closed his eyes, but a kiss with the smell of tobacco fell on the corners of his eyes.The gentle, watery sound is like the wind chimes hanging on the window sill in childhood, he said,

"This gift, you take it."

****

For the rest of the journey, Qingche was dreaming and illusory, every second was extremely unreal, touching the corners of his eyes, the cold temperature has returned here, making him have to suspect that it was just an unbelievable daydream he had just made .He sneaked a glance at the man who was resting by the window, his eyes closed and his face was as sharp and handsome as a knife. Even when he was silent, he couldn't hide his natural kingly aura.Quan Ce is like an unattainable god, which makes him flinch but can't help but be deeply attracted.Did this person really kiss him?is it possible? ...

Looking at myself in the glass window.As humble as dust, I am used to being strong alone.People become greedy because they like it, and they get hurt because of greed.He deliberately doesn't let himself like anything, but now he gradually has desires, and when he eats chocolate, he longs for chocolate soup... He is so insatiable and careful to live.

Touching the corners of his eyes... There was a faint smile on the cheek reflected on the car window.