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Jacaranda vs Pray for the Stars 9

Qi Xingchen's eyes fell on the empty rose branch in Huaying's hand with its petals torn off, and he smiled and said, "I thought Miss Huaying was a flower lover."

"Falling red is not a heartless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." Hua Ying responded with a smile. For a moment, she thought of the red petals and felt a sudden pain.

"Haha, Luo Hong is not a heartless thing..." Qi Xingchen fell into deep thought.

A person like a myth probably also has his own troubles. Hua Ying couldn't help but ask: "Does Prince Chen also have something worth worrying about?"

"As humans, we have worries." Qi Xingchen replied.

"Prince Chen may not know that you are not a human being in the eyes of many people." Hua Ying said playfully.

"I'm not a human being? Are you making fun of me or scolding me?" Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows and inserted the jade flute in his hand into his waist.

"I am praising the prince, not a human being, but of course a god." Hua Ying chuckled.

"God?" Qi Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly, "You are cursing me to die. Although living is meaningless, I don't want to die yet."

Hua Ying covered her mouth and smiled brighter, the person is more beautiful than the flowers.

"How can I feel embarrassed that such a majestic person like you thinks life is meaningless?" Hua Ying said softly, her tone pretending to be dissatisfied.

"A person's life without a goal is meaningless." Qi Xingchen asked, "If you don't have a dream, what's the point?"

Hua Ying's eyes dimmed: "Dream? It's just far away from me."

The person who taught her to dream and encouraged her to dream is even further away.

Qi Xingchen became interested: "What is your dream?"

"I... won't tell you." Hua Ying turned her head. Her dream was to one day be able to compete with the best caster in the world. This was a ridiculous idea, so it was better not to humiliate herself.

"It's good to have dreams, but what I'm most afraid of is not having dreams." Qi Xingchen sighed. He had been waiting for someone, an opponent who could rival him. He didn't know if he could wait for such a person in this life.

"Hey, it must feel super cool to be the best caster in the world." Hua Ying said something out of her mouth, how envious of Qi Xingchen's achievements.

"Ahem~ It's okay."

"You can still bear the applause, but you act so indifferent."

"As people get older, their mentality changes. Do you think I'm like a little girl like you?"

"Little girl?" Hua Ying almost vomited blood when she heard this term. She frowned and pointed at Qi Xingchen and said, "Don't pretend to be mature!"

Seeing how cute her face turned red when she was angry, Qi Xingchen laughed: "Hahaha~"

Qi Xingchen was so approachable that Hua Ying treated him like a friend rather than a noble prince: "Hey, why are you laughing? I'm in a bad mood today, please stop messing with me!"

"Then tell me, who provoked you and made you feel bad?" Qi Xingchen liked to deliberately make her angry and see her anxious look.

"I...no one messed with me, it's just that I was unhappy." The anger on Hua Ying's face disappeared, and her expression became serious.

"Don't do things that make you unhappy. Do things that you like, and you will be happy." Qi Xingchen stretched out his index finger and lightly poked Hua Ying's forehead with his two middle fingers.

As soon as Hua Ying saw his posture, she knew that he was going to take advantage of her, but before she could react, Qi Xingchen had already poked her, and she couldn't dodge at all. This was the third time since she saw Qi Xingchen

After being poked, Hua Ying touched her forehead and gave Qi Xingchen a fierce look.


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