Chapter 400： You brought me back first

He glanced at her, did not answer, silently led her to a door.

He took out the key from his trouser pocket.

This door Luo Qiao discovered just when she was observing the dark room, but it was locked and she couldn't open it. At this moment, she watched Shen Jikong insert the key into the keyhole and opened the door, and she couldn't help but look over.

The next second, when she saw the furnishings inside, she was stunned.

After a few seconds, she recovered and couldn't help but look at the expressionless man beside her, and couldn't help but say: "Are you really crazy?"

Shen Jikong seemed to laugh low when he heard the words, raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then took her hand and led her in.

The bedroom in the apartment when Luo Qiao was studying abroad was almost identical in furnishings, ranging from vases to large wardrobes and sofas. All the details were the same, as if the bedroom was reproduced directly.

Luo Qiao looked at Shen Jikong, a little speechless for a while.

Heart is heavy.

When he came here, Shen Jikong let go of her hand. He took a gadget from the coffee table, played with it, raised his eyes and asked her casually: "Is it like?"

Luo Qiao pursed her lips. After a while, she couldn't help saying, "Don't do this, it's all over."

No matter how similar the furnishings are, they will never go back to the past.

Hearing this, Shen Jikong twitched the corner of his mouth.

Passed?

He put down the things in his hand, and looked at her with cold eyes: "I can't make it. For me, I can't make it through this life."

...

Shen Jikong stretched out his hand to turn on the TV, connected to the game device, leaned on the sofa, holding the handle, playing a game that had already been cleared countless times in a leisurely manner.

He had one of the few happy days that winter. He didn't want to imprison Luo Qiao, but besides this, there seemed to be no other way.

She didn't like him, he couldn't get closer, touch her, she would cry. Reluctant. But let him let go, he couldn't do it.

Shen Jikong stared at the TV screen, his eyes were calm, and he whispered: "Qiaoqiao, just stay with me..."

Up to now, he has only one request.

Luo Qiao looked at him.

The man's eyes were indifferent, and she couldn't even feel his emotional ups and downs at the moment.

Everyone's time is moving forward, but only him, as if the whole person is trapped in that dead winter.

...

Luo Qiao looked at him for a long while.

Unable to tell what she felt, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment, she walked over and picked up the gamepad.

She looked at the screen, sat not far from him, and said after a while: "Shen Jikong."

The man still looked at the game character, not at her.

Luo Qiao's eyes were complicated: "You let me out now, I..." After a pause, she said with some difficulty: "I will consider that we still get along as before."

At any time before, she would not say this. But at this moment, Shen Jikong suddenly made her feel very uneasy, this kind of uneasiness is not to her, but to him.

He seemed...something was wrong.

"Still getting along as before?" Shen Jikong's voice sounded very gentle, and he said in a low voice, "My friend? Are you willing?"

Luo Qiao couldn't help but squeezed the gamepad, and replied after a while: "...I will consider it."

He chuckled, and seemed to think her statement was very interesting: "Qiaoqiao, don't you hate me."

Luo Qiao was silent.

Shen Jikong leaned back, his posture stretched, the soft black hair under his eyebrows and his eyes were cold, and his tone was affirmative: "You hate me."

It's not even the kind of insensible emotion, but annoying.

She didn't want to see him, she couldn't even deceive herself.

Luo Qiao hadn't spoken yet, his gaze turned towards her, and he smiled: "And pretty, I will never be your so-called friend."

This was never what he wanted.

"..."

The game character on the screen won the first level. Exaggerated fonts appeared. Shen Jikong's slender fingers flicked to the next level.

Luo Qiao constricted her eyes, held the gamepad without moving, and said to him: "There are still many outstanding women in this world. You don't have to be attached to me."

Shen Jikong did not raise his eyelids, but his game character shifted his position on the screen, jumped in front of her game character, and hit her head severely. Seeing the villain's head hurt, he responded with an understatement. There was a shallow ripple, and he said in a hurry, "Is that right, there is a better woman than you in this world? Why can't I see it."

"..." Luo Qiao closed her eyes: "Shen Jikong."

The man sneered, "Do I like a good woman? I'm a lot worse than Mingsi? Why don't you even look at me."

Luo Qiao frowned, "What do you like me, we just got along for just a few months."

It was just such a short time. During the years she knew Si Ran, it was just a few moments. She didn't understand why he was paranoid towards her.

Shen Jikong was silent for a few seconds, with a faint expression: "You brought me back first."

It was fine to let him die there, but she brought him back, and he didn't expect much at first, she gave him these things.

The game character on the screen gave Luo Qiao's villain another punch in the head.

The blood bars became thinner and the damage kept coming out.

Luo Qiao didn't know how to tell him, she sorted out the words: "I..."

"Do you want to comfort me or sympathize with me." He interrupted what she was about to say, his eyes indifferent: "If you are so kind, give me yourself."

The air was quiet, Luo Qiao stared at him, pursing her lips for a while, turned her head and stopped talking.

Concentrating on the game, neither of them said anything.

I have played this game countless times, revealing a tacit understanding in the details.

For a long while, Shen Jikong looked sideways at Luo Qiao, who frowned and focused on playing the game. His eyes were slightly deep. He relaxed a little and looked at her for a moment, as if he wanted to impress her in his heart forever.

Luo Qiao was the only one who played this game very well. The word victory was quickly displayed on the screen. She subconsciously looked at Shen Jikong, so she met his gaze.

The man didn't know how long he had looked at her, his eyes were deep and quiet, and his eyes were affectionate that could not be hidden.

Luo Qiao had a meal.

When she looked over, Shen Jikong calmly averted his gaze and faintly said, "For three days, stay here with me for three days. After three days, I will let you go."

Luo Qiao was stunned, and then said: "This is what you said."

Shen Jikong's lips twitched lightly, and her fine eyelashes blocked all emotions under her eyes: "I said."

His voice was calm and quiet, and seemed to have no other meaning.