My male god is updated every day

After the holiday, Han Qingyan took on a lot more substitute work than when he was in class. Basically, he was outside every day as a substitute. When he went back to the dormitory at night, he didn't have time to exchange feelings with Qi Chufan. At most, he had time to read the updates before going to bed.

After a week, basically only on weekends can I rest for a day or two.

Han Qingyan's life is very fulfilling, compared to Qi Dashen, who is dissatisfied and grows hair every day.

But regarding his state, Han Qingyan said mercilessly: "If you feel bored, you can write more words. The degree of my love for you must be directly proportional to the number of words you update."

Because of Han Qingyan's words, the readers of Zhiyuan Qifan were surprised to find that their male god had returned to the previous hard-working state.What's even more surprising is that the male god's usual positive drama style has become a bit silly and sweet in the book "My Male God".

To put it bluntly, it is the previous article. If the protagonist wants to be together, he will be abused again and again, and it will be a misunderstanding and righteousness. Anyway, it is hypocritical. I love you and you love me too, but we can't be together.

But in this book, although the protagonists spend a little time together, there are only two words to describe the whole article-sweet and greasy.

Regarding this transformation of the male god, readers leave comments with praise and criticism. Brain fans like Han Qingyan think that the male god is still a male god even if he changes his style of painting, and the whole person has become more cute.There are also people who hang "-2" at the bottom of the article and curse, "I don't understand why some people like such a boring article. Knowing the original and its complexity can't be a poor donkey."

For such replies, Qi Chufan's attitude was to completely ignore them.But Han Qingyan would be very angry every time he saw someone taking a negative.I don't know if it's because Qi Chufan's book is about the two of them, or because the heart of a fan of brains can't restrain themselves even after falling in love with the male god.

"Why didn't you reply to them?" Han Qingyan lay on the bed at night and watched Qi Chufan's update. After reading it, he found a few negative points at the end. He couldn't help frowning a little unhappy, and asked.

"Reply to what? Reply to the past and start to fight?" Qi Chufan said all kinds of calmness, without the slightest meaning of anger.

After he finished speaking, seeing that Han Qingyan didn't reply, he continued: "Writing an article, some people will like it, and some people will hate it. There is no need to care about those who hate you, just work hard for those who like you. Alright." After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and said with a smile, "For example, I'm working so hard now just to like you who like me."

Han Qingyan nodded, and under the moonlight, looked thoughtfully at Qi Chufan who was lying on the bed opposite him across the small table.After a while, he said: "So, is this why you suddenly didn't reply to your messages recently?"

"You don't leave me a message anymore!" Qi Chufan said very angrily. He originally thought that he could only reply to his wife after knowing his wife's vest, but after looking around every day, he found that his wife's message started after he broke the horse. It never appeared again, Qi Dashen is not ordinary tired.

It's just that his complaints sounded like crazy nonsense to Han Qingyan, and he said in a very incomprehensible tone: "Since I know that Zhiyuan Qifan is you, why should I leave a message?" , That’s all traffic, traffic is money, and things that can be solved with saliva must not be wasted.”

Qi Chufan: "..."

The image of Han Qingyan in his heart as a high-cold genius and academic bully back then has completely collapsed, leaving only a cute and cute inside.

Qi Dashen suddenly thought of a sentence, in fact, no one is an iceberg. You think he is an iceberg, but it is because you are not the one who is warm.

So the change in perception of the little teacher now is because the little teacher is willing to warm him up?

Thinking about it this way, Master Qi felt that his whole body was getting better.Could not be happier.

He and I thought about it, and said again: "Don't throw mines at me in the future."

"Nonsense, if you tell me to throw it away, I won't throw it away." As soon as Qi Chufan finished speaking, Han Qingyan responded calmly.

The author Qi Chufanqi, the author of a reader who never received the top ten landmine list: "..."

"If we're together, I won't throw thunder at you. After all, the money is ours, so why waste it?" Han Qingyan lay down flat, with his hands behind his head as a pillow, and kept his hand without looking at Qi Chufan. Staring at the ceiling with a paralyzed face, he said flatly: "If one day we break up and I still like your novels, I will continue to throw thunder at you."

"Then I hope you don't throw thunder at me in your life." Qi Chufan said.

Then he heard Han Qingyan say in a certain tone that made him want to cry, "Don't worry, I don't think I won't dislike your book."

Qi Chufan said: "What I want to say is that I hope we can never break up."

After he finished speaking, Han Qingyan didn't respond, and the originally small room fell into an uncomfortable silence.The small fan was "buzzing" on the table, and Qi Chufan hypocritically felt that the wind seemed to cool his heart.

Han Qingyan frowned and stared at the ceiling.When I said that to Qi Chufan before, I originally wanted to make a joke.As a result, after Qi Chufan responded, he found that he seemed to regret making the joke.

forever...

I'm looking forward to it, but I'm more afraid.

The loneliest thing is not the loneliness of being alone forever, but when someone is with you inseparably, you return to the life of only one person again.

He was silent for a while, only to realize that he seemed to have abruptly cut off the topic.No, he doesn't have the desire to continue this kind of topic anymore.

Han Qingyan said, "It's getting late, I have to go to substitute class tomorrow morning. Go to bed early."

After he finished speaking, he turned around like an ostrich, leaving Qi Chufan with a thin back.It was as if with his back to Qi Chufan, people couldn't see him.

Qi Chufan looked at the back of the person he had liked for more than a year, and told himself over and over in his heart not to push too hard.He sighed softly, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

One night, Han Qingyan had constant nightmares.First, he dreamed that he was caught by his parents when he was doing shameful things with Qi Chufan, and then he dreamed that Qi Chufan died tragically on the street.Anyway, dreaming of all kinds of nonsense and all kinds of entanglements are all BE, and Han Qingyan, who woke up so many times in one night, doesn't even want to count.

It wasn't until it was almost dawn that Han Qingyan finally fell asleep in a daze. When the alarm clock on his mobile phone rang and it was time for him to wake up, Qi Chufan was no longer in the dormitory.

He rubbed his eyes, shouted a few times and found that Qi Chufan was indeed not there, so he went to wash up first.

From the time Qi Chufan entered their dormitory, it was basically like this every day. Even if Qi Chufan didn't have to go to class or work, he would wake up a little earlier than Han Qingyan every day. In order to have time to go out and buy him some breakfast, let him After getting up and washing up, you can start eating to fill your stomach.

There is no doubt that Qi Chufan is indeed a rare good boyfriend.

Han Qingyan defined him like this for the nth time in his heart.

By the time he finished washing and came out of the bathroom, Qi Chufan had already sat down at the table.There is a bag of buns and two cups of soy milk on the table.

"Come and eat, it will be cold later." Qi Chufan greeted Han Qingyan with a smile as usual, as if he had completely forgotten the little episode before going to bed last night.

Seeing that he didn't mention it, Han Qingyan wouldn't take the initiative to step on the thunder and say something.

The two finished their breakfast quietly, and Qi Chufan followed Han Qingyan all the way to the bus stop near the school gate, watched him get on the bus before turning around and walking to the dormitory alone.

Han Qingyan didn't sleep well all night, he was already sleepy to death.I was planning to sleep by the car window for a while, but the phone in my trousers pocket vibrated a few times.

He took it out and looked at it. It was a text message from Qi Chufan.Just a few words in short:

[Come back after class, I'll wait for you to eat together. 】

Han Qingyan held the mobile phone and swiped his fingertips back and forth on the screen several times, like a little girl who fell in love, carefully read the text message with only a few words, word by word After several times, I finally couldn't bear my quick reply of "OK", so I pressed the frequency lock to stop myself from reading text messages.

He found that ever since he accepted to be with Qi Chufan, he seemed to have given himself a love status debuff. As long as it was what Qi Chufan sent him in the message, it would be fine if he didn't think about it after listening to it. Thinking about it will make you feel blushing and heartbeating, as if you are being confessed every day.

Han Qingyan thought about this question for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and finally comforted himself, it was definitely because Qi Chufan's identity as a male god came with a halo of emotional enhancement, Min Min Max was unambiguous.

Of course, for this reason, it is estimated that even he himself does not believe it.

Han Qingyan leaned against the car window, closed his eyes slightly, and thought in a daze.

It would be great if time could really stand still in this summer vacation.At least here, he can fall in love with Qi Chufan unscrupulously, without having to think about it.

Qi Chufan said that he didn't know how long they could go together, but at least when both of them were in this school, he didn't want to let go.

When I was in school...

Han Qingyan thought about it for a while, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and felt that he had inherited the hypocritical spirit of literati since ancient times.

Finally, he rubbed his temples, turned on his phone and began to swipe the screen to play 2048 to distract him.As for the matter with Qi Chufan?The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, and it is useless to tangle now.