Qi Yuan opened the door, but his eyes were still staring at the silhouette of Yange.

This silent silence was too tortured, and he couldn't help but said, "Sister, why did you adopt me in the first place?"

Her answer was, as always, "because you are my brother."

He had asked this question many times, and her answer never changed.

He had suspected that she hadn't told the truth.

But now, at this moment, he felt that she really really regarded him as his brother.

All the unhappiness and sadness in his heart, all the unwillingness and resentment, became blank at this moment.

Stepping out the door, staring blankly at the empty corridor.

No courage to look back, no hope.

She did not make any mistakes. She regarded him as his brother and always regarded him as his brother.

He was wrong.

He was really wrong.

He shouldn't have maliciously speculated on her kind from the beginning.

From the beginning, he should have erased the thought of her so-called brother.

He should not wait and see or hesitate.

He acted too late.

Slowly closing the door, he was still reluctant, turning to look at her silhouette sitting on the sofa in the door slit.

She didn't look at him all the way from start to finish.

She was sure now and hated him so much.

Regret it?

He squeezed his hands tightly and let the door slowly close, letting her leave his sight and never see again.

No regrets at all, just sad.

Sad, sad.

He felt as if he had once again become an existence abandoned by the whole world, and returned to the dark and lightless world of the past.

This time, no one would call his brother to pull him away from that world.

Qi Yuan stood at the door for a long time.

He had been waiting for her to chase him out, his standing legs were numb, and in the end he felt that both legs were stiff and without any consciousness.

But she really didn't want him this time.

Yange heard the door closed, and her whole body was loose and completely soft on the sofa.

The chicken asked her in puzzlement: "It's not good for you to do this. It might as well be happy to roll the sheets with him. Maybe it's rolling, he will break the situation. You say you, you put him Rush away, what can you do with this mission? "

Yan Ge closed his eyes, and his face was more sad than death, and he sighed: "Anyway, the task is not complete. I do n’t feel good about what makes him feel good, what kind of happily roll the sheets, if I want to, just find a man You can roll the sheets, now I can cover all kinds of entertainers, why should I dedicate my body to make him happy physically and mentally! "

The chicken's mouth was wide open and he couldn't respond to Yange's words for a long time.

During this time, he has been watching urban idol dramas. The heroes and heroines in the dramas are not like this, and even the female partners are not like song songs.

The idea of ​​Yange made it awkward, but it couldn't refute it, and even thought "Yeah, that's the truth".

After glaring for a long time, the chick turned his eyes and finally understood what went wrong: "You, do you really want him to go to jail? Actually, I watched all the way, I think, you seem to be very happy Yeah, you can sue him to be a strong girl, aren't you obviously eating beautifully? Is it still typical that someone else is bad? "

Yange retorted, "This old woman with such a weak body can resist him and kill him early. If she can't resist it, she won't be allowed to cool?"