Confession 99 Times, Gao Leng's School Girl's Persona Collapsed

In the delicate atmosphere, the TV was the first to speak.

"Next, let's move on to the next action..."

The yoga teacher's voice brought Jiang Zhitao back to his senses.

I don't know if it was because of doing yoga for a long time or because of something else, an unnatural blush appeared on her face, and she said coldly, "What are you looking at?"

"It's as if you didn't look at me," Qin Luo gave her a blank look, and was not interested in arguing with her early in the morning, so he came to the kitchen and started making breakfast.

It's not about being diligent, it's purely because I want to try out the [Advanced Cooking Skills] I just acquired.

However, when I opened the refrigerator, I found that there was nothing in it.

So I had to dress neatly and go out to buy food.

Jiang Zhitao watched Qin Luo go out, and when the door closed, she also sighed faintly.

The relationship between the two did not return to the same level as Qin Luo's "sister" yesterday. Maybe it was just Qin Luo's unintentional words when he was depressed, but it caused waves in Jiang Zhitao's heart.

She thought that after today, even if the relationship between the two could not be restored to the way it was before, at least it would be relaxed.

However, she found that she might be thinking too much.

They share the same room, but there is still not much language communication.

Just like now, Qin Luo didn't know what to do when he went out, and he didn't say anything to her, as if he treated her like air.

However, seeing that he no longer looked like yesterday when he went out, he seemed to be in a good mood, so Jiang Zhitao felt a little relieved.

She was really afraid that Qin Luo would be depressed for several days, and her emotions would inevitably be lost.

Turning his eyes from the door to the TV, Jiang Zhitao lost the mood to continue practicing yoga.

She looked down at her body, and in order to become a big star, she developed the habit of practicing yoga and dancing.

After many years of contact, her body looks full of beauty, every part of her body is well-proportioned and just right, and the lines are so graceful that there are no interesting faults.

Such a perfect body, even though most of it is still covered under tights, but the arms and legs exposed to the air already have a lethal force that is difficult for any man to resist.

She stepped on a pair of pink slippers and took a shower in the bathroom. After returning to the bedroom, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself.

Jiang Zhitao remembered that Qin Luo's eyes fell on her just now, although there was no special expression change, but that motionless gaze still made her feel delicate when she remembered it.

"Little dead boy, getting bolder..."

Jiang Zhitao blushed and spat, then pursed her lips, with a slightly lonely expression.

The little dead child is the dialect of the small northern county where she grew up, similar to the little red man in Shanghai, she often called it Qin Luo when she was a child, which is a kind of pet name.

But ever since she left that small county, she never called Qin Lu that way again.

I don't know when I will be able to return to the previous relationship.

Jiang Zhitao threw herself on the bed, looked at the ceiling slowly in a daze, and felt a burst of tiredness slowly attacking.

She slowly closed her eyes, letting the world in front of her eyes turn into darkness, and gradually fell asleep.

Suddenly, in a dark world, colors appeared.

Jiang Zhitao saw her adoptive father and mother, as well as Qin Lu.

Their appearance was fixed five years ago. On the surface, the adoptive father was a fool, but he was very principled. Occasionally, he would do some ridiculous things, which made people laugh.

The adoptive mother was also a beauty when she was young. Now that she is in her forties, there are many traces of time on her face, but even so, she is still the most beautiful woman in Jiang Zhitao's heart.

And... Qin Luo.

In the dream, he looked like he was 15 years old.

He perfectly inherited the genetic advantages of his parents. At the age of 15, he had grown into a handsome boy with a warm smile and a tepid personality, or lack of self-motivation.

Before the meal, the adoptive father, Jiang Zhitao and Qin Luo sat at the dining table, while the adoptive mother was cooking in the kitchen, emitting bursts of smoke.

The adoptive father asked: "Boy, did you get your test results last week? How did you do?"

Qin Luo said: "It's still like that."

The adoptive father was very dissatisfied and said: "You can't imitate your sister? When your sister was in high school, she was the first in her class every time. Now she has been admitted to a metropolis like Shanghai. How can she be like you? Like a salted fish."

Qin Luo said: "What's wrong with being a salted fish? My sister went to Shanghai and only came back a few times a year. I went to a university nearby, so I come back every day to be with you two?"

The father laughed out loud, and slapped Qin Luo on the head while laughing and cursing: "Stinky boy, I will pick up some nice words and say, if you can't get into a good university, how will you marry your wife in the future?"

Qin Luo glanced at Jiang Zhitao on the side: "Then let my sister tell me the truth."

"Hey you brat, are you asking for a beating?"

Jiang Zhitao on the side couldn't help laughing.

She thought, yes, at first Qin Luo wanted to enter a university near his home, but later he went to Shanghai to find me.

But... He has been here for two years, but we have seen so little.

Jiang Zhitao felt a burst of self-blame. At this moment, her adoptive mother came out with a pot of crucian carp soup.

With a gentle smile on her face, she asked, "What are you talking about?"

Qin Luo said desperately: "My father said that if I can't get a wife in the future, I will ask my sister to cover it for me. y

"Fuck off, the adoptive father cut off Qin Luo's scalp angrily.

But the adoptive mother smiled and said: "That's pretty good, my daughter and daughter-in-law are all daughters, Taozi, are you willing to be your brother's wife?"

The atmosphere of getting along with the family is relaxed and lively, and similar jokes are often played, and no one takes it seriously.

Jiang Zhitao also knew it was a joke, she said: "I..."

I waited for a long time, but I couldn't say anything.

Suddenly, she found that her adoptive father, adoptive mother and younger brother were all looking at her.

There was no smile on their faces, replaced by anger.

The adoptive father gritted his teeth and said, "You don't deserve to be our daughter at all."

The adoptive mother also accused: "Why are you so cruel, leaving our family behind."

Jiang Zhitao turned pale, and said in a trembling voice: "No.....No.....I..."

She surrendered her begging eyes to her younger brother, hoping that he would stand up and protect her sister like she did when she was a child.

But what she got in exchange was only a face full of indifference.

Jiang Zhitao was frightened and anxious, she begged for mercy: "Qin Luo, can you help my sister say something, my sister is wrong, and my sister knows she is wrong..."

"Shut up."

Qin Luo spoke softly, and said with a blank face: "You are not my sister.

The moment the voice fell, the figure of the family of three quickly disappeared.

The original beautiful picture was shattered in an instant, and the warm colors faded away in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Zhitao subconsciously shouted: "No!"

The moment the voice sounded, she also opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was the familiar I was the ceiling.

"It turns out...it was a dream..."

Jiang Zhitao muttered to himself, and his expression became complicated for a moment, like crying or laughing.

Suddenly, Qin Luo appeared at the door, wondering, "What are you calling?"

Jiang Zhitao followed the trend and found that Qin Luo was wearing an apron and holding a spoon in his hand.

She couldn't help asking: "Are you cooking?"

While speaking, she smelled a vague fragrance in the air.

"EB,R..."

Qin Luo responded first, and was about to say something, but looked at Ji Yan on Jiang Zhitao's face with a strange expression, and then said: "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, let's eat together, and it will be ready immediately.

After speaking, he turned and left.

Jiang Zhitao opened his mouth, and suddenly found that his mouth was a little salty, and his face was itchy.

She raised her hand to wipe her face, only to realize that she was crying without knowing it.

"Little dead child, you must have seen me cry just now to have such an expression."

Jiang Zhitao pursed her lips, punched the pillow twice with her fist as if in a fit of anger, then tidied herself up briefly, and walked out of the bedroom clattering on pink slippers.

It was also at this time that she discovered that the vague fragrance she smelled just now was not an illusion.

As she got closer to the kitchen, the aroma became more and more obvious. Jiang Zhitao couldn't help sniffing, and felt the fragrance penetrate into her nostrils, as if carrying some kind of magical power, which made her stomach involuntarily "" Gollum," yelled.

"What is so fragrant..."

Jiang Zhitao came to the kitchen door with a murmur, and when he looked inside, he saw Qin Luo wearing an apron busy in the kitchen.

Stirring in the pot with a spoon in his hand, he took a sip of the soup and tasted it, then frowned and shook his head, then added some spices, took another sip, and this time his expression became satisfied.

He put the soup in the pot into a big bowl, and brought the bowl to the table.

Jiang Zhitao's eyes were always attracted, and finally found that there were several other dishes on the table.

Stir-fried rapeseed with shiitake mushrooms, fried cabbage with oil residue, twice-cooked pork, and a pot of fragrant crucian carp soup served by Qin Luo just now.

Jiang Zhitao involuntarily came to the table and sat down, staring blankly at the four dishes in front of him.

These are all the dishes that the adoptive parents often cook, but the color, taste, and aroma seem to be better than the adoptive parents' craftsmanship.

Jiang Zhitao couldn't help but feel her nose ache, wondering if Qin Luo cooked these dishes on purpose to bring back her memories.

Qin Luo brought two bowls of rice and put them down, then sat across from Jiang Zhitao, looked at her with a smile, and said, "I never thought you would cry when you had nightmares, I wonder how your fans will react when they find out."

Jiang Zhitao glared at him angrily, feeling that her dignity as a sister had been offended, and the emotion that had been brewing just now disappeared without a trace.

Subconsciously, she wanted to scold "little dead boy", but in the end she held it back, and picked up chopsticks to pick up rice in a fit of anger, ignoring Qin Luo.

Originally, she didn't want to talk to Qin Luo on purpose, but after eating two mouthfuls of food, she really didn't want to talk to Qin Luo anymore.

There's no way, it's so delicious that I don't care about anything else.

It was obviously a meal that I was almost tired of eating when I was a child, but what Qin Luo cooked seemed to have a little more flavor that I didn't have before.

The meat is tender and the vegetables are fragrant, put it into the mouth together, giving people an indescribable sense of happiness, which made her raise her eyebrows almost involuntarily, showing a small look of joy.

Qin Luo nodded in satisfaction, he didn't even need to ask, just looking at Jiang Zhitao's appearance, he knew that [Advanced Cooking Skills] was powerful.

Qin Luo himself knows how to cook. After all, his family owns a restaurant. Although he didn't want to grow up to be a chef, he also learned how to cook under the influence of his parents when he was young.

However, he has always been at a level that is more than enough and more than what is below. Now that he has one more [Advanced Cooking Skill], it almost makes him comparable to the parents of decades-old chefs, and even surpasses it. .

While eating, Qin Luo suddenly couldn't help but asked, "You said if I showed my parents this trick, how would they react?"

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Zhitao said, "Mom should

You probably won't say anything, but with Dad's character, he will definitely scalp you, saying that you are secretly practicing cooking behind his back, and then want to compete with you with an expression of dissatisfaction. "

Qin Luo nodded: "That's true. When the time comes, you and Mom will be the referee. Mom loves me so much, so she will definitely vote for me. How about you?"

Jiang Zhitao grinned and said, "Mom loves you, but my sister won't love you? My sister also voted for you."

"That father is too pitiful."

"Who made him so old, and always looked out of tune..."

While talking, Jiang Zhitao suddenly paused, and looked at Qin Lu in surprise.

Qin Luo also reacted with hindsight, and lowered his head to eat as if nothing happened.

The atmosphere became a little silent for a while. At that moment just now, the siblings seemed to have returned to their childhood, talking and laughing harmoniously and naturally.

Soon, Qin Luo finished his meal, then put some cabbage fried oil residue in the empty bowl, and then added hot water to make a small bowl of soup.

Jiang Zhitao watched silently, this strange way of eating was passed down from his adoptive father.

The adoptive father said that when he was young, he was poor and could not eat, so the cabbage became a sweet pastry.

It can be drunk as a soup, which is very fragrant.

Later, the conditions got better, but I was still reluctant to buy meat, so I bought lard suet, not to mention that lard can be refined, the lard residue after refining is dry, and it tastes special when sprinkled with salt

fragrant.

So he created this dish by himself, frying the oil residue and cabbage together, adding hot water to make soup after eating, and he is very proud to say that this is his most proud dish.

Jiang Zhitao and Qin Luo didn't care much about this when they were young. Although they thought the dish tasted really good and the soup was delicious, they felt that their adoptive father didn't have to be so proud.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhitao missed this strange dish so much.

After thinking about it, the originally delicious crucian carp soup in the bowl suddenly disappeared.

Qin Luo suddenly asked: "Do you want to drink?"

"Drink," Jiang Zhitao replied crisply, she lowered her head so that Qin Luo would not see her crescent-shaped eyes.

After the meal, the siblings came to the living room together, each occupying half of the sofa.

They watched a popular variety show on TV. Although they didn't talk much, after a meal, the atmosphere between the siblings unknowingly became more intense.

It used to be much more harmonious.

Looking at it, Qin Luo suddenly found a problem.

He found that he rarely saw Jiang Zhitao on the screen recently, not to mention movies and TV shows, after all, Jiang Zhitao followed the route of a singer, and he was a singer.

But Qin Luo also found that Jiang Zhitao didn't hang her throat when she got up in the morning recently, and as a popular star, she didn't even participate in variety shows, which is very unscientific.

He remembered that when the two had breakfast together before, Jiang Zhitao said that he had been relatively free recently, and that he would go home more frequently in the future.

And the fact is, as Jiang Zhitao said before, she may have really been more leisurely recently, and the frequency of coming home to live has increased significantly.

Qin Luo didn't believe it at first, so he came back suddenly one night before and found that Jiang Zhitiao was really at home.

When I came back to live on the weekend, I found that she was still there, and she didn't even leave the house every day. She went from a big star to a real house girl.

Just like today, she has no plans to go out at all, and after eating, she goes to the sofa, eats fruit and watches TV, just like an image of a house girl.

At first Qin Luo didn't care about it, but now he felt that it was very wrong.

It stands to reason that Jiang Zhitao is now at the peak of her career, even if she has time to rest occasionally, it is impossible for her to stay at home every day and be a house girl like she is now, right?

There may be some problems here, Qin Luo has been wondering for a long time, and today he finally couldn't help asking: "Did you have any problems at work?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhitao paused while eating the apple, then gave him a flat look, and said, "You don't have to worry about celebrity affairs."

Qin Luo: "...but you are so awesome, why don't you split a fork?"

Then Jiang Zhitao split his legs and split a split horse easily, then looked at his little brother with disdainful eyes, as if asking: Is there anything else?

Big guy big guy, rbqrbq.

Qin Luo arched his hands towards her.

Suddenly, the phone rang, Qin Luo picked it up and saw that it was from my old lady, so he picked it up and called, "Hello, mom."

Jiang Zhitao looked over immediately.

Qin's mother on the phone responded: "Son, are you already on summer vacation? When are you coming back?"

"Oh, I'll be back in a few days."

"Then you tell mom in advance, and I will ask your dad to drive you there.

"Okay, I'll just send the flight information to my dad when the time comes."

"Yeah," Qin Luo replied twice, then seemed to hesitate, and asked again: "Is your sister... come back with you?"

Similar questions, Qin Luo's mother would ask Qin Luo every time he came home from a long vacation.

At first, Qin Luo would ask Jiang Zhitao, but after Jiang Zhitao resolutely refused twice in a row, Qin Luo never asked again.

Hearing this, Qin Luo was silent for two seconds, and said, "`||No, I'll go back by myself."

"Oh, that's it...well then, be careful on the road then."

Qin's mother hung up the phone. Although she was smiling and pleading, Qin Luo could still hear the helplessness and regret in her tone.

"You... when are you going back?" Jiang Zhitao's voice sounded faintly.

She pursed her lips, a little discouraged in her heart, she originally wanted to ask: Did Mom ask you if I went back with you?

But her strong self-blame made it difficult for her to ask this sentence, so it turned into asking when Qin Lu would throw it back.

Qin Luo glanced at her and said, "I'm leaving in a few days, why? You think I'm bored?"

Jiang Zhitao felt a little angry for no reason, and said coldly: "Yeah, wandering around in front of me all day long, leave early, out of sight and out of mind."

Qin Luo glanced at her, but didn't quarrel with her any more. He smiled, got up, packed his things and went out.

boom

The moment the door closed, the sound was not loud, but Yang Zhitao's body trembled.

She looked at the closed door, gritted her teeth, and her face was a little painful.

She doesn't really want to let Qin Luo go, if possible, she wants to let Qin Luo live longer, wants him to spend more time with her, and wants to go back with him, back to that

I have lived in a small county town for 20 years.

She guessed what her adoptive mother asked Qin Luo on the phone, and she even thought excitedly, if Qin Luo asked me if I want to go back together, I would pretend to be reserved, and then click

The head agrees.

However, Qin Luo didn't ask anything, just said "no need".

So Jiang Zhitao was very angry, but not at Qin Luo, but at herself.

She knew that it was because she rejected Qin Luo too coldly at the beginning, that's why he stopped asking herself now.

It's just that she didn't know how to vent her resentment towards herself, so she involuntarily put her emotions in her words.

Similar quarrels, they staged countless times every day when they were young, but they didn't pay attention to each other. After the quarrel, they should still laugh and play.

But now, Jiang Zhitao doesn't have that confidence anymore.

She was also afraid that Qin Luo would leave by plane and leave directly. She was afraid that Qin Luo would think her saying "out of sight, out of mind" was true, and would never come here again.

Jiang Zhitao felt flustered for a while, took out her mobile phone and clicked on the chat box with Qin Luo, wanted to send a message and play a voice several times, but still couldn't muster up the courage, feeling that she didn't have that face

noodle.

In the end, the phone fell powerlessly on the sofa.

Jiang Zhitao lay down, covered his face with his hands, and curled up his trembling body into a ball.

"Boss, another case of beer."

"okay!"

"Ten more strings of big kidneys to make up for my good brother."

"Our oysters here are also a must. How many are there in the man's gas station?"

"How many? Let's have a dozen! One person, one dozen! I'm happy today, I won't go home until I'm drunk!"

"Sure, come back up!"

Amidst the powerful yelling of the group of Han, 404's last dinner party in the sophomore period is in full swing.

As a native of Dongshan, Han Yiqun (Zhao Zhao) has a very bold personality. He was also the one with the best drinker in the dormitory, followed by Qin Luo, Li Xuan and Wang Chen.

When they were freshmen, the four of them got together in a dormitory. On the day they met, they had a dinner together and got drunk right away.

Han and his group were still sober in the end, and took the rest of them back to the dormitory. Qin Luo was almost sober the next day, because he was often dragged and drank by that incomprehensible father in the past.

Alcohol, I'm used to it.

Li Xuan and Wang Chen said that they had never drank so much before, and they always felt headaches and nausea, yelling that drinking is like a dog.

As a result, during the dinner party after the military training, I got drunk again.

Just like that, the two people's drinking capacity has also been tempered, and now they are a bold person, and those who don't know think they are from the Northeast.

Of course, in terms of drinking capacity now, it must be Qin Luo who has the upper hand.

With the increase of multiple attribute points, Qin Luo's current physical fitness is already different from ordinary people. Although he has not tested his physical fitness seriously, he only drinks alcohol.

In other words, the usual three or two catties is no longer a problem.

As for beer, apart from being useful for urinating, there are really no cards.

So in the end, Wang Chen and Li Xuan passed out first, and a group of Han felt delighted to see Qin Luo drink so well, and pulled Qin Luo to start blowing the bottle.

Not long after, they also fell down.

So Qin Luo took a taxi and drove three of them back to school with them.

On the way, the three roommates who hadn't completely fallen asleep were still in a dazed state.

They huddled together in the back row of the car, fighting with their tongues in their mouths, but they were talking in a weak and determined manner.

"Old Qin, let me tell you... the brothers know that you are not feeling well today... hiccup! It's okay, isn't it just a mother... bitch! There's no need to be sad!"

"That's right, brother Luo, now she's the school... the school grass, what kind of girl... isn't that easy to catch? When school starts, go... Go and hook up with a school girl! That's no better than Ji Yanxiang

.....it smells so much better!"

"Brother, you have been hiding from us the past few years. Hiccup! Yesterday's performance, don't say much, it's over...Give us a little brother sometime! together

Write... burp! Write a song..."

The driver was amused by their appearance, and cheerfully said to Qin Luo, the co-pilot: "You two are classmates, right? The relationship is really good."

"It's a classmate and a good brother, Qin Lu responded with a smile.

After arriving at the school, he dragged three roommates back to dormitory 404, settled them down before leaving the school and took a taxi home.

On the way, Qin Luo glanced at his phone, just in time to see a new message pop up on WeChat.

It was from Ji Yan.

Absolutely, six chapters were uploaded yesterday, and three chapters were banned. I didn't expect the review to be so ruthless. I found out this morning that I was in a bad mood. I immediately asked the editor to help solve it.

, I hope it doesn't affect everyone's reading experience too much, I am also very depressed, I am really sorry b(5).