strayed into the world

"Master, what's the matter?"

Chen was stunned by the sound coming from the room, so he came over vigilantly to take a look, and when he opened the door, he saw Quan Ce sitting on the bed with Qingche in his arms.Although that face was held in his arms and he couldn't see clearly, Chen couldn't ignore the miserable sobbing.

"What's wrong with Qing Che?" I remember that the child was fine yesterday, how could he become so fragile overnight, what happened between them.Could it be that the young master scolded him?Or hit him?Chen wanted to ask, but was stopped by Quan Ce, who ordered in a low voice with eagerness,

"Call Xu Chi over."

"Yes."

Chen had never seen Quan Ce so flustered before. The man who had always been calm and empty-eyed just now clearly showed anxiety and worry, and the worry was vividly visible in his frowning brows.Chen hurried to make a call without delaying a moment.

At this moment, Quan Ce was at a loss for what to do with the little shrimp-like creature curled up between his arms. The sobbing sobs touched his heart, liver and lungs every time, and he hadn't felt this way for a long time, which caught him off guard.It was the first time I saw someone who could shed tears like this, it was like a faucet, it came as soon as I said it, but I couldn't turn it off no matter what.

Quan Ce has never comforted people, let alone how to make them happy, so he can only hold him in his arms, and say words similar to comforting in a strong and clumsy way,

"As long as you don't cry, I'll let you go home. Go back to your home!"

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The child looked at Quan Ce in surprise, his misty eyes filled with confusion, "My home? Really?"

"Really! I let you go back to your parents to live the life you should live."

Quan Ce felt that this was his bottom line, his last gift, and his own salvation.Use an abrupt and impulsive release to liberate myself and Xia Qingche, let everything reset to zero and restart.

... It's just that things backfired, he didn't hear the response he wanted, but the panic and confusion of the child,

"Why, you don't take revenge anymore? Don't you hate me? Or... I'm no longer useful to you?"

He had no choice but to tighten his arms... If it was possible... how much he wished that they were not Xiong-Di, if it was possible, he hoped that he and he were just strangers, without the same blood, no hatred... If there were no such ties The bondage between them may not be like it is now, will they have the things he said, purity, and love... If there is a God, will God not bear to see such a painful relationship between them? Entanglement, since it is so painful, let it go, sighed,

"I have no way not to hate you, hate that man... But... I also have no way to ignore you at all..." The things left in his memory and bone marrow are mixed with the rising thoughts in his heart, the daily torment Holding him, making him normal for a while and crazy for a while... It can't go on like this anymore, Quan Ce told himself that this kind of torture is increasing every day, and he must kill it before it sprouts.

He is not gay, and they are related by blood, but they are attracted to him irresistibly.It was so ridiculous, so unbelievable... as ridiculous as it hurt to hear him say he wanted to be a woman.

"As long as you leave me, you can go back to your previous life, you can go to school, you can make many friends, you don't have to be afraid of me beating you and scolding you..." They can laugh every day, every day, every day, and then they will There will never be a relationship, how can two people who will never meet again have a relationship?

"Is it okay? I... I'm not the same person I used to be... I can still make friends and go to school? Is there anyone else who wants to be with me?"

"You are still the same you before, you haven't changed at all..." It's just a lot thinner, a lot whiter, a lot weaker, a lot paler... "You are still so clean and pure, no one will refuse to make friends with you. They They will treat you very well, at least better than I treat you."

"But, I'm weird and I don't know anything. I can only cause trouble, I can only cry, they will hate me, hate me..." He was still talking about himself, as if he had no good points Worthless, Quan Ce became a little impatient,

"Don't say that about yourself."

I felt the person in my arms tremble slightly, and when I spoke again, I was helpless, "I don't know what else I can do"

"..." Silence, Quan Ce thought of him three years ago, when he was like an angel bathed in the sun, standing in the crowd with a bright smile, surrounded by him, he was Happy, cheerful and lively, his smile can infect everything around him and make people immersed in his joy. He has excellent grades because every time he can see that man buys him a gift as a reward, he is very popular, Because every time I can see a group of men and women around him... He is very kind, because he saw him stuffing sugar to beggars on the side of the road, but he didn't have much left. ... He has too many advantages, too many to count. It is him, he is the one who wiped out all these advantages, turning them into pale memories... He deprived him of everything, including his His strengths include his purity... The corners of his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into those three words,

"Sorry." Although it was a bit late.

Then as he wished, he heard him sobbing in his arms, feeling the coldness of his clothes, and he didn't stop him this time.Let him cry in his arms...he knows how sad he is, how much he wants to cry happily, these liquids always surround him and make him think he is made of water,...cry, cry, cry is over We should say goodbye...

Never see.

******

The night is beautiful, and the golden light beam halos two overlapping figures...

"I want to ask you..." He choked so hard that he could only faintly hear it.

"What." Very gentle, Quan Ce raised his eyes to look at the strange self in the mirror, the unprecedented tenderness spread in his eyes.

"Just now that...was...a kiss?" He raised his head, looked at Quan Ce with eyes red and swollen from crying, hoping that Quan Ce could no longer escape, nodded,

"Of course." A not perfect but complete kiss.

The child blushed and pouted, "...my first kiss."

"I know." Of course I know, Quan Ce can still feel the sweetness of his lips while whirling his lips. It was the most unforgettable moment in his life.If he wasn't his brother, if he wasn't his younger brother, would they have a different ending?Not only did he want to take away his first kiss... but he also took away everything about him. After all, everything about him was his, and there was nothing left of him...

"Then can you be nice to me?" He was still humble, and he was still like this when he left. Quan Ce didn't know if he had hurt him too thoroughly, so he pulled the corner of his mouth,

"En." He suddenly felt that this is not the end but the beginning... How good it would be to be nice to him from the beginning, not very good...

And this is the end after all, the same drama cannot be staged again, the decision made by Quan Ce will never be changed.

Qing Che buried her face in front of his chest with peace of mind, and wrapped her arms around his waist. It was hard to see the child's presumptuous movements, but she felt a pang in her heart... Are you satisfied with this?fool.

Huddled in his arms with his eyes closed, weeping silently, rubbing his weeping face on his clothes presumptuously, really like a Persian cat... Quan Ce thought, it would be great if it wasn't the end...

Unfortunately, no if.

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The day in August is so dull that there is no wind, and the sweltering heat vents the last touch of hotness in the summer... Two figures cuddling each other on the bed... They are like a pair of lovers who are about to part ways, greedy for each other's breath...

"If... I'm not your brother, will we meet again?"

After a pause, Quan Ce thought seriously... the answer was ambiguous, "I don't know, but... isn't that better?"

"?"

"You'd be better off without knowing me."

"If we weren't Xiong-Di, wouldn't we meet each other?" Usually, it was impossible to hear such willful questioning from him. He took all the bills and moved the corner of his mouth.

"Probably not."

"...Really?..." She rubbed against his arms and got closer, grabbing the other's clothes uneasily as if she would be pushed away at any moment. "... In this 1 minute, don't you hate me?"

Quan Ce nodded, and covered the insecure hand with his palm, "I don't hate it anymore, this is a minute."

"Only five minutes?"

Still nodding,

"That's right, only 1 minute." Only 1 minute, and he would be afraid that he would not be able to bear this greater responsibility than fate.

"Then this 1 minute, I must cherish it and never forget it."

"Why don't you forget." Feeling the coldness of his body, she pulled the stall to cover him and asked him.

"This is the happiest minute I've had in three years...the only minute you don't hate me."

"Then what do you want to do most in this 1 minute."

Qing Che thought for a while, shook her head, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Quan Ce became stubborn and added,

"In this 1 minute, I will fulfill all your wishes."

Even if you let me disappear, I will do my best.

The child thought hard after what he said, and suddenly remembered something, and looked up at him happily, with indescribable excitement in his eyes.

"Really anything?"

The whole policy is noncommittal.Qing Che immediately jumped up from Quan Ce's arms, quickly got out of bed and ran to the table over there, took out a small notebook and pen, his little face was dyed red with excitement, and handed it to him.

Quan Ce watched blankly as he handed the notebook and pen to her, not understanding what he wanted to do,

"What?"

"Phone, I want the young master's phone number."

... This time it was him who listened to him, Quan Ce was stunned for a while, then took the pen and notebook.He didn't write for a long time, looked up at the child's expectant black eyes, and asked him curiously,

"Just my phone? Why?"

Why among thousands of wishes, what you only want is so simple, but I want to give you more.

More.

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