The atmosphere, which was not very lively in the first place, reached its lowest point because of the man's arrival... Qiu Liluo, who had always lowered his head, moved his fists slightly, and the wounds on his body did not seem to be as painful as he imagined.
Because somewhere in my heart is bleeding. If my heart is broken into pieces, then the physical pain is nothing.
Qiu Liluo didn't know why he could wake up after being hit, and why he didn't let him lose his memory as soon as he was hit. God was always unfair to him. He knew it was hard for him to accept all this but still insisted on him.
Face this cruel reality.
Jian Yixi...
Suddenly a face belonging to him flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. It would be great if he was Jian Yixi!
Qiu Liluo raised his head, leaned on the pillow, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the ceiling, and was lost in thought. He recalled everything that happened with Qian Weiran in the past, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
From their first meeting, which seemed to be very dramatic leading the way, the second meeting was actually quite dramatic. At that time, Qian Weiran refused to let go of his waist.
He mistakenly thought she was a voyeur.
A lot happened between him and Qian Weiran, and there were many stories. Qiu Liluo didn't know when he had been attracted to this woman.
Even in the end, when she fell deeply in love, she fell in love with someone who was obviously impossible to like. Qiu Liluo didn't know why he could be so stupid and did something for her that he had never done before.
Maybe... because of his selfishness, God doesn't want to see someone like him have her love!
But... when he expected to develop in that direction, he unknowingly deviated, and even negated all his previous efforts just because of Jian Yixi's words.
Jian Yixi...
These three words seemed to be imprinted on his mind. They were so striking that they made him feel like he was a joke. It didn't matter if he liked it or not.
From beginning to end, Qian Weiran only remembers Jian Yixi, both in her heart and in her eyes. What's more, now Qian Weiran only remembers Jian Yixi, which further illustrates how much of a threat Jian Yixi is to Qiu Liluo.
Jian Yixi...
Qiu Liluo didn't know what the purpose of his phone call was, whether it was ridicule, sarcasm, or false sympathy.
Just because they were brothers who had lived together for ten years, Qiu Liluo couldn't forgive Jian Yixi's various actions. Who wouldn't say that it was just for Qian Weiren's high-sounding reasons.
After all, Qiu Liluo simply doesn't believe that Jian Yixi has no selfish motives... People are all selfish, but the degree of selfishness is different.
Qian Weiran clenched his fists tightly, unwilling to accept being compared to Jian Yixi... He couldn't believe it even more, Qian Weiran had never liked him.
Unless Qian Weiran tells himself personally, asking him to let go, he will never let go.
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