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Style: Gaming Author: Mo Ye QingxueWords: 2052Update Time: 24/01/12 04:39:57
The sky was getting brighter, and Qin Yan was clearing up the excessive group messages on WeChat while smoothing his thoughts. Seeing that his high school class group was rarely busy, he briefly browsed through the messages in it.

Monitor Zhang Luo found time to get together, but due to the separation of studies, everyone did not go back to their hometown often, and some even got married and had children. Social workers are also nostalgic for the years when they were focused only on the college entrance examination. Now they are working hard for their livelihood, career, and family, and living ordinary but comfortable lives.

The proposal for a party was rejected, but other topics arose. The classmates who had not seen each other for a long time exchanged their current situation with each other. What was the income level of the students who started their own businesses? The girl who got married early had a child who was over one year old. Qin Yan even discovered that there was a game anchor in the class who had more than 10,000 fans on a certain website. , quite unexpected.

Scroll down the message, and some live treasures have begun to greet specific individuals who have not bubbled up for a long time. He stayed on this page, and happened to be singled out by his friend.

Peng Jiwen: Did you know that Gu Xunzhen went to Luoyang? "

Even though the age and mentality of this group of people have changed a lot, it doesn't prevent them from resonating with melon-eating.

No, the human beings who are essentially repeaters are starting to follow suit: Are you really telling the truth or not? @青髗@guXunzhen

In just a few seconds, there were twenty or thirty messages on the screen.

"...What's wrong? It's been there for so many years." Qin Yan paused and continued to flip.

Gu Xunzhen: If you have accurate words, others will not follow them. @青闫

Although Qin Yan knew in his heart that she was following the trend, he still didn't dare to look at it and locked the screen in a hurry. Looking back on the scumbag behavior of "I really treat you as my sister" in the past, I feel hopeless in life.

Qin Yan woke up from the chaotic state and saw that it was already half past eight. "...It's time for him to get up." He stood up, cleared the table, and went out to knock on Luo Fan's door.

It didn't open for a long time, and Samoyed waited for more than ten minutes to open the door.

"Yongyue, how long have you been lying here???" Qin Yan looked down at it, knocked again and waited, but still no movement.

So he forcefully opened the door and saw that the room was dark: "Excuse me, why don't you get up?" When he got closer, he found that Chaos Vers was still sleeping with his Alaskan dog in his arms, "... As for being so unfavorable to others, get up! "

"That little bitch is too white, I don't like it..." She turned over, showing no intention of getting up.

"You're... outrageous, get up, otherwise how long are you going to sleep?"

"When did you care so much about my daily routine...If it's nothing important, I'll ask you out."

"Okay." Qin Yan had no choice but to leave Yongyue in the room while he went out first.

After going downstairs and walking around, after preparing breakfast, he went straight to knock on Luo Xiyue's door.

When someone is enjoying his wife's service in a dream, he will be a little depressed when he wakes up: "Ah, ah, ah, my Qiongmei, my Kangna, my... hmm? Who is it!"

"No matter whether you slept yesterday or today, I'll give you half an hour to come down for breakfast and see if your sister Ling Xue is here."

"Ah - my wives!!!" Luo Xiyue recognized Qin Yan and immediately threw herself face down into the pillow.

After a while, she trudged downstairs and saw shrimp cakes, hot milk cereal and cut fruits on the table.

"Wow, you look like a very good-looking Yazi, so I'm not polite! Also, Sister Xue went out early in the morning. Do you think she went out on a blind date secretly behind our backs?"

Qin Yan automatically filtered out this person's gossip and went up to knock on the door with breakfast in hand. The results were the same, and they were left out to dry again.

It's nothing more than repeating the old trick of opening the door and entering, putting breakfast on the desk, and opening one of the curtains. "It doesn't matter if you don't remember. Don't stop the furball. It's very spiritual and won't bother you, but think about it, right?"

In fact, Furball had woken up a long time ago and was lying quietly next to Chaos Vers.

Yongyue grabbed the edge of the bed and raised her head to reach for the fur ball.

"I heard that you picked up Maoqiu, and he is the closest to you. It seems to be a two-way street, and you also like him very much." Seeing this, Qin Yan picked up Yongyue and brought her to Maoqiu.

The fur ball licked Yongyue's face and then rubbed her body.

Putting Yong Yue down, Qin Yan looked at Chaos Vers, who always had his back turned to him: "Do you also need me to feed you?"

"Get out..." he said in a muffled voice.

"...What's the use of getting angry with me? You rushed to take the medicine, and the irritability now is your own fault, not my fault. I'm out, and you are willing to get up and eat? Don't forget, you guys His host is a mortal body, and destroying him will be really harmful to you but not beneficial at all, so you won’t just admit defeat to Yin Tianqi right now, will you?”

Feeling very noisy, I picked up a pillow and covered my head.

"Okay, you can't be lying just because you want me to coax you, right?" Qin Yan was about to move the pillow, but his cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at the display, hesitated for a moment and hung up. At the same time, he removed the pillow and said, "Stop making trouble. I feel embarrassed to have eaten at Luo's house for so many days, so I made a meal myself. It's my family's special snack. Even if you don't need to satisfy your hunger, you can still taste it."

"...Why don't you understand why I avoid people when I'm not in a good mood!" Chaos Vers sat up suddenly, breathing heavily.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Is it a side effect?"

"...You don't really think that I take everything voluntarily. Why is it that the brat is the one who wants to try but is timid, the one who is indulgent and worried is him, and I only deserve to bear the pain."

"You mean... Vers pushed you out to protect himself, so you are depressed?"

"I am increasingly doubting whether I am worse than a dog he raised... Is this the purpose of saving my life? I would like to ask him for answers, but this kind of deaf and mute guy can't be counted on at all. !" Hiding his face, he was slightly mentally disturbed.

"Based on what I know about you, I think there is a misunderstanding between you... Don't rush to say that I don't know the specific facts. I heard that adult say that you are from the same source. As for the differentiation, it is not your own decision. Why do you You have to be worried about this, in my opinion, as long as you don’t do things in a weird way, it’s not much different from Vers, right?”

"What on earth are you talking about... Of course I can clearly see where I am. But his always ambiguous attitude really makes me irritated."

"Oh, I care about this too. I had a quarrel with him yesterday..." The phone rang again. When Qin Yan saw it was still her, he hung up this time and replied with a "temporarily inconvenient" message. "Ahem, in short, I suggest you have a normal talk when you have time, and look at each other through less colored glasses. The more you look at each other, the more unpleasant it becomes... Let's get back to the topic, don't vent your anger on me, and get up and have breakfast."

"We can't reach an agreement... He doesn't bother to talk to a madman. I'm crazy enough and tired. I don't care what happens in the future." After saying that, he slowly lay down. He turned his back and stared at the wall with his eyes open.

"That's all, I should have gotten used to your lack of cooperation." Qin Yan gave up preaching and took Yong Yue out to feed her.