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Chapter 162 Is it a scumbag?(1/5)

Chapter 162 He’s also a scumbag, right?

Couldn't tell.

When Su Yao opened his mouth, You Ye's little hand covered it.

She seemed to have planned it in advance and entered the words on her mobile phone in advance. Therefore, she could easily convey her intention in the space with her back to Xia Xianyue without speaking.

[Now my sister is very sad and happy all the time, and her nerves are very fragile.]

After making sure that he had read the font accurately, You Ye leisurely put his phone into his skirt pocket.

"Sister, what is this game?"

“···”

Then repeat the scene again.

It's like nothing has been done.

Nervous?

Su Yao looked at Xia Xianyue, who was thinking about whether to go back and bring two folding tables. That voice was full of energy.

But if you are in good health——

It's very strange, how could You Ye remind me of such a thing?

As long as you think back for a moment about those one and a half year-long zombie-like days, you can immediately understand Xia Xianyue's current situation.

How could you not have considered it?

I’m just saying that smiling and being energetic because of ignorance doesn’t look ridiculous, does it?

Why stop it?

Remind yourself of that position.

If you are still hesitant because of this or that matter now, you will just watch the other person's expectations getting bigger and bigger and more and more fulfilling.

Are you waiting for that time to export the cruel deprivation?

When this thought emerged, Su Yao suddenly realized that he was afraid of losing because he knew that Xia Xianyue felt completely guilty about herself.

I am even willing to just be a tool in the beginning.

But she is also a paranoid person, otherwise why would she commit suicide in the first place?

Guilt and possessiveness are not contradictory.

It seems that there are only two choices given to her from the beginning to the end: to be completely ruined in the sharp self-contradiction, or to finally end the boring love triangle and leave.

When I made love to her, her infatuation and sometimes unabashed possessiveness were remembered in my brain.

The more those memories come back to life, the harder it is to speak.

Obviously I knew this was happening, but I couldn't stop it.

"Ah, why must Red Wolf and his wife die!"

"Sister, first go kill ants to earn money and buy heavy artillery before you can beat him. You can't beat him now."

"No, I hate this guy just looking at him. I must kill him first!"

"Don't look at me like this, I used to be really good at playing games!"

When saying this, Xia Xianyue glanced at Su Yao.

“···”

When he came back to his senses, he was already squeezed between the two of them, forced to watch the RPG game from ten years ago that was buried in his memory.

Occasionally, the left side brushed against his black thigh and felt smooth.

On the right is——

Well, half of my butt is always sitting on my lap.

"Ah Yao, come and play, I remember you are super good at this game!"

Xia Xianyue handed the handle to Su Yao.

"No."

"I'll just watch."

Originally, I planned to use two computers to play the new version that can be connected online.

But the plug-in failed. Youye seemed to have deliberately not helped, so the three of them were sitting together on their laptops using controllers to play pixel games from ten years ago.

"~"

Su Yao kept listening to the background music of the game.

It is the kind of melancholy music similar to Hanjiang Guying's flute style. Except for buying equipment and entering the town, the whole situation is music of this tone.

Nothing was done.

"Ah Yao...?"

"Are you sleepy?"

“···”

Su Yao did not lean to the left or right, but just lay down in the middle.

The VIP ward was given instructions by the Xia family and their daughter, so naturally an extra bed was added tonight.

"...Shall we go somewhere else to chat?"

Xia Xianyue took Youye and left the bed quietly.

“···”

"Is Xiao Youye really the master of Up now?"

"Wow, there are more than 10,000 fans."

"It would be better for my sister to go live. They all like giant pandas."

"Well···"

Su Yao could still vaguely hear the content of their chat, but gradually lost it again.

The dark night that I spent alone for the past two months came again.

The weather in June was not too cold, but she felt chilly for no reason. Su Yao was curled up in the quilt, and she could still smell a faint fragrance from the side.

Whose?

Who are the remaining temperatures on the left and right?

Bitch.

I once thought it was dispensable. But now that my courage has been taken away, despicable ideas have come back.

Can you please tell only part of the truth?

Forcing Xia Xianyue to make a compromise choice to continue to be with herself.

Asked and lied, this is called cheating.

Don't ask, don't tell, just hide.

Just put the responsibility on her, but she didn't ask, and she didn't find it strange. Why bother to hurt yourself?

Understand, this is the sequelae of reading files.

The former is used to reading files and will feel inexplicably confident in whatever he does or says.

As ordinary people, the latter are deeply aware that they only have one chance to choose, so even if they manage to squeeze out the courage, they will be weak once it is taken away.

Is that so?

Until now, I have lost my ability to read files and experienced so many things.

Own···

What kind of person did he become?

Su Yao closed her eyes and didn't want to think anymore.

I kept recalling many things in my dream.

Parents died young.

Without parents, I was adopted by my cousin, who was only a female college student in her twenties at the time.

Study, work, part-time job.

I sacrificed a lot of time to take care of myself. After I arrived, I found out that my cousin even missed out on studying abroad for free and even with extra bonuses because of me.

At that time, I was just forced to live. I lived with the purpose of repaying her in the future.

I never understood what she said.
To be continued...
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