Chapter 2098： The pain is mine

Chapter 2098 is pain is mine

Chapter 2100 pain is mine

"Yes, it is unclear, but Qi Ziheng, I may need your guardian in the past, but I don't need it now, I don't need it at all."

Cloud painting looked at him, his eyes were firm and cold, "I don't want to entangle this problem with you anymore."

"That wouldn't be entangled." Qi Ziheng suddenly laughed. "I said to protect you, it is not necessary for you to promise."

"you!"

"Even if you are bored or hate, I only do what I want to do!"

The headache of cloud painting is even worse.

She stared at her own eyebrows. "Qi Ziheng, can't you understand? Or can't you understand what I mean?"

"No, I understand and understand, I just have to do this."

He adjusted a cup of honey water, tried the temperature with his back, and stuffed it into the hand of the cloud painting. "You don't know how painful I have been after losing you. I have heard of the so-called Ling Chi, but I feel that you have lost you. After the pain, the endless pain, the pain that penetrated into the bones is much more terrifying than the Ling. The pain, once tasted, is enough."

Cloud painting really wants to be shocked by the shamelessness of this person.

What does this mean?

It’s so nice to say that, in the final analysis, Qi Ziheng means that he will not give up anyway, that is, when the dog skin plaster sticks to you, you are willing to do it, and he is willing to do it anyway!

When I talk about this, what can I do with cloud painting?

Plus, she was really a headache at this moment, and she really didn't have the strength to bicker with him. She closed her eyes and was too lazy to ignore him.

Qi Ziheng was not angry at all, turned and went to the kitchen.

Not long after, the two bowls of light onion noodles were put on the table, and in the cloud painting bowl, two poached eggs were hidden.

When the cloud painting poked the egg, it frowned. If she remembered it correctly, there might be only two eggs left in the refrigerator.

"I have a little cold in these two days. The doctor said that it is best not to eat eggs." Qi Ziheng said, "I will go to the supermarket to buy something for you later. The refrigerator is empty, and I don't know how you usually have."

Cloud painting is speechless.

"I just eat an egg, two can't finish it, and there are noodles," she said.

"That's good." Qi Ziheng is also welcome, picking a poached egg from her bowl.

The cloud painting was stunned by his operation, saying that a good doctor said that he would not eat eggs with a cold!

It is obvious that someone does not care about the lie being debunked and eating eggs very happily.

A bowl of green onion is not too much, but it is also quite a lot, the taste is light, to be honest, it is very appetizing.

But she still can't finish it.

He deliberately slowed down waiting for her, but when he finished eating, she had more than half of the bowl left.

"Don't eat?"

"Yeah." Cloud painting nodded, just saying that he was waiting for him to clean up. Who knows, Qi Ziheng actually took her bowl directly, and could not help but eat the face she had not finished eating.

Cloud paintings are stunned.

"Okay, this will be solved." He stood up straight and packed up the dishes to clean the kitchen.

When the cloud paintings passed, the kitchen was already cleaned up and used.

For a moment, cloud painting doesn't know what to say.

However, what makes cloud paintings feel overwhelming is that after eating, he still does not leave, and stays here...

Cloud painting is too lazy to take care of him. She has some pain in her head, but she does not want to sleep. Especially when a stranger is present, it is difficult for her to go back to sleep peacefully. In addition, she has not returned yet.

The time agreed with the ride was at nine o'clock in the evening. Although she didn't go to the appointment, she didn't want to bother with the game plan of Noo and Nono. When I went around, the two little guys had planned what to play at night.

Cloud painting took out the notebook and wrote something.

In the past few years, she has written something intermittently, but she has not published it.

This account has been used for a long time and has not been used.

Now, she feels that she has adjusted almost the same, and she intends to organize all the things written in the past few years, whether it is published or published online.

There are a few short stories. After she wrote it, she felt satisfied and wrote the script.

He will be completely in the past, and she can only start a new journey.

As Qi Ziheng said, she will never fall in love with others in her life. She left the deepest feelings to him, gave everything to him, exhausted all her strength, and she never had the strength to love. Someone else.

However, in life, there is not only emotion, but many others.

For example, she still has to take care of her, and her parents and brothers...

There are friends.

Cloud painting carefully organizes his own manuscripts, and when you put them in, you forget the time to forget everything around you.

Qi Ziheng did not feel uncomfortable. When she was working on a notebook, he also took out a computer to deal with work problems.

The two were sitting opposite each other and working independently in silence.

When she reached out, there was always a cup of tea with the right temperature at hand.

When Yunye really sorted out the manuscript, I found that one of the stories could also rewrite the order of the narrative, which would be more suspenseful and more entangled. She began to modify it and changed it into God.

"叮咚-)"

The doorbell suddenly remembered that the cloud painting was still immersed in it. When the doorbell rang twice, and Qi Ziheng put down the computer and stood up to open the door, the cloud painting suddenly woke up.

Look at the time, it’s time to go back.

Cloud painting also put down the notebook, a little activity and curled up some uncomfortable legs and feet, stood up and walked to the door.

"You are... I am looking for a cloud painting." The voice from the doorway made the cloud painting stunned.

Waiting for the cloud to go over, Qi Ziheng has already spoken. "Are you looking for her something? She is not very comfortable today."

"... Are you?" Bo Siqing looked at Qi Ziheng and his brow was wrinkled.

Qi Ziheng smiled and said, "I am Qi Ziheng. I may not know me very much, but I have the privilege of seeing a thin side at a party. Xiao Shao also knows painting?"

Bo Siqing’s brow wrinkled more tightly. “It’s best not to call the girl’s nickname.”

Qi Ziheng is a glimpse.

Bo Siqing has asked again, "It’s almost nine o'clock now, why are you here?"

"I... I am her friend, isn't it normal here?" Qi Ziheng was a little embarrassed by the problem of thin-swording.

"Even if it is a friend, it is too late, and it is a male friend. It should be avoided."

Qi Ziheng: "..."

Sometimes things are so smart.

Faced with this situation, even the cloud paintings are speechless.

How can these two people get together!

No, it can't be said that the cloud painting has never thought that Bo Siqing will come over.

What is he doing?

Haven’t you said that already, how come here again?

When calculating the time, the cloud painting is even more difficult to understand. He and his girlfriend and Gu Huaiyi, together they have a good meal together, it has been over for more than an hour.

This one-hour period also included the time he spent sending her back and then rushing over and coming back.

So, how long did he eat with his girlfriend?

Look at Bo Siqing, he still carries a food box in his hand.

Then this food box is for her?

Cloud painting simply doesn't know what to use to face this scene.

When she came over, she happened to hear that Bo Siqing was talking to Qi Ziheng, saying that he should not just call the girl’s nickname. It should not be so late and stay in the single girl’s home, even if it is a friend’s relationship. Should also avoid suspicion.

I don't know why, after listening to these, cloud painting really wants to laugh.

Fortunately, I stopped.

Qi Ziheng also feels very funny.

He looked at Boss, "I am her friend, who are you?"

The thin shovel of the board was deep, and it was a look at Qi Ziheng’s gaze.

Losing more than five years of memory means that he does not know who Qi Ziheng is.

But the pressure in his gaze is as unbearable as ever.

Even today's Qi Ziheng is not the former Qi Ziheng, but in front of Bo Siqing, he still has no resistance, just a look, let Qi Ziheng's pressure surge.

Qi Ziheng clenched his lips and stood up hard, but he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. The whole person was stretched to the limit.

Just as Qi Ziheng’s sweat on his forehead was about to drop, Bo Siqing finally turned his eyes away.

He looked at the cloud painting, "Drawing, you tell him who I am."

The words of Bo Siqing made Qi Ziheng's face suddenly change.

This is really strange, it seems a bit embarrassing, and it seems that some relatives, with a strange atmosphere that others can't get in, let Qi Ziheng's sense of crisis increase.

Almost at the time when Bo Siqing’s voice just fell, Qi Ziheng turned his head and looked at the cloud painting. It seemed to be what he wanted to see from the face of the cloud painting.

But the expression of the cloud painting... is expressionless.

I can't see anything from her face.

Qi Ziheng's heart suddenly sinks to the bottom of the valley, can not tell whether it is disappointment or pain.

I thought he had nothing to do with her, but now it seems...not the case.

Although she kept saying that she wanted to protect her, she kept saying that as long as she was happy, nothing would matter. But at this moment, he still felt the pain of being torn, as if the whole person had been shredded by life.

Qi Ziheng exhausted all his strength and used up his last courage to look at the cloud painting. This is his last reluctance.

The cloud painting finally looked up and whispered. "Auntie Ye is my godmother, so he is me...second brother."

Her voice is very light and calm, as if to say something ordinary.

Qi Ziheng is completely lost.

From the collapse of the disappointment just now, to the moment... shocked.

Qi Ziheng even has some control over his facial expressions.

what?

He could hardly believe what he heard in his ear.

Damn.

Second brother?

Qi Ziheng almost understood it in a flash.

He did not dare to look at the clouds.

(End of this chapter)