Chapter 137

I haven't talked to him like this for a long time.

For a long time, I even felt that such a conversation was strange.

"Yes." I don't intend to hide, but frankly admit it directly.

"But my son is not the best revenge."

Qin Si's eyes were very complicated. He kept looking at me and said after a pause.

It's like organizing language.

But that's what the organization said in the end.

I think the funniest place is here. Qin Si's caring appearance looks like family harmony in the eyes of uninformed outsiders.

And I'm more like a shameless, always dishonest bad woman trying to destroy other people's families.

But actually.

The Qin family is not much better.

loving father , faithful son? Love between husband and wife?

It's just a fig leaf for outsiders.

"Oh." I just looked at him, too lazy to argue with him on such a question, and looked at him with a smile.

"But Professor Qin, you seem to have made a mistake."

After the people here left in twos and threes, they became more quiet. Only those who were still waiting in the corner were lying on the table quietly playing with their mobile phones.

When I said this, I propped the table slightly, came close to him, and reached out to touch his shirt.

But Qin Si reacted very much. Before my hand was sprayed, he hurried back to avoid, as if what I stretched out was not a hand made of meat, but a sharp knife ready to stab at any time.

My hand is hanging like that.

After all, across the table, my body also leans forward slightly. He deliberately dodges back. I can't touch it at all.

Just now, I saw something on his collar and subconsciously stretched out my hand, but I didn't expect to get such a response.

I don't know whether it should be funny or ironic.

His defense against me was like meeting snakes and scorpions, which I never thought of.

What is my ability to let him guard against me so subconsciously.

"What are you afraid of? Is it difficult for me to force you to do anything here?"

I took back my hand as if nothing had happened and sat down again. The hand hanging awkwardly just now was taken back.

But I always feel that something has changed. Maybe my mood is worse and more irritable.

Rao is disappointed and hit again and again. It is undeniable that Qin Si's every move can still affect my emotions. Rao is not emotional, but also instinctive emotional fluctuations.

This kind of fluctuation is not what I want, but makes my self disgust heavier.

What do you think? I laugh at my recent mood swings. People want to break all relationships, but I always have a trace of fantasy. It's really pure cheap.

"Even if you want to do something, I don't want to see it. I'll see what I shouldn't see and grow a needle eye."

I put my jaw in my palm and said sarcastically.

Qin Si may have realized that his behavior was too radical, and his face changed a few times.

But I'm not in the mood to see his change. Rao is suddenly embarrassed and angry, which I've always wanted to see, but every time I see a penguin, it's not as refreshing as I thought.

Sometimes I don't even know whether I'm retaliating against Qin Si or myself.

But whatever it is, there will be no end.

It was a mistake at first, but now it's a dead end.

The result can only be that there is no solution to this situation.

"You forget, I'm not retaliating against him. I just want to see you uncomfortable. I just want you to spend your whole life in guilt and regret. Do you think it's good?"

I'm squinting now. When I say this, the corners of my mouth keep rising.

He continued to hold his jaw and looked at him with satisfaction.

Rao is that I didn't deliberately choose to make a publicized eye liner, but such a provocative tail is enough to make me look more arrogant and reckless.

It's not that I didn't want to change my appearance and completely become arrogant and arrogant, but I didn't expect to be self defeating and almost aroused Qin Langjun's interest.

Originally, it was just to disgust Qin Si. By the way, I could create an image of enough vases so that I could leave Qin Langjun smoothly in the future.

But I didn't expect that it would arouse Qin Langjun's interest. This is not what I want. If I feel more danger or want to get away, I still need to pave a way for myself to leave smoothly.

The back road needs to be paved, but the diaphragm should be Qin Si, but it also needs to continue.

I don't know what Qin Si wants to do, and I don't know whether he really starts to feel guilty and regret this time, but what I should do is to continue. Just relying on this regret is not enough.

If there are so many Sorry people in the world who only need to say orally, there won't be so many swords walking at the wrong edge, and there won't be so many people who are paranoid because of love.

All things have a cause and a result, but my cause can never find a result.

"Isn't that enough? Isn't that enough now?"

Qin Si seemed to recover from his subconscious reaction and looked at me and said in a low voice.

With some anger and complaints, but also with some pain.

It seems unexpected that people who have been clever and not aggressive, like a kitten and dog, will one day show their claws and grasp them with great sharpness.

"Not enough. After all these years, you still don't understand me."

I regret to drink the drink in front of me. I don't know if there are too many fresh lemon slices. It tastes a little astringent and sour, spreading all the way from the tip of my tongue.

Before I could react, I pushed the cup in front of me.

The bitterness of the tip of the tongue was still spreading. I looked up at Qin Si, who was still looking at me, and smiled at him.

"Is there anything else to say, professor?"

I gave him enough in front of him, without any sharp and hysterical questions, but asked respectfully and politely like ordinary students to teachers.

I took the size very accurately, even the tone of my speech was deliberately adjusted, but the sarcasm in my eyes could not be suppressed all the time.

Even though I look like the most skilled and dedicated actor on the surface, I still complain and angry in my heart.

If you don't stab yourself with a knife, no one knows how it feels. It will hurt to the bone and make you feel pain, trembling, fear and resentment all your life.

Even if the days passed, those things became the past, but the feeling was still there, like deep into the bones.

as the shadow follows the form.