Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Huangfuyan looked at Bi Zhi's tears and was at a loss.

She has the same hatred as herself because Baiye Liufeng lost her closest relatives.

"Well, my family was destroyed because of that man."

Lu Ke made a gesture to Jiao Yang and Tang Xuefei, gesturing for them to leave and leave them alone for a while.

Jiaoyang curled her lips, was too lazy to pay attention to these twists and turns, and was about to leave.

"Jiaoyang, wait a minute." Someone called her, it was Bi Zhi.

The step Jiaoyang was about to take suddenly stopped suddenly. The corners of her mouth twitched, but she didn't look back, "What's wrong?"

"I want to talk to you, alone," Bi Zhi said, turning to meet Huangfu Yan's surprised gaze, she explained, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that there are some things that girls should talk to girls together. I can open my heart more. I’ll talk to Jiaoyang first, and then I’ll talk to you.”

"Ah this." The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched again, and she looked at Lu Ke and Tang Xuefei with pleading eyes, "Why do I feel that sometimes girls can't talk to each other about anything? It's not good to be too innocent and defensive. It’s indispensable.” Look, look, I’ve warned you, you can’t blame me for what happens next.

"Jiao Yang, don't you want to talk to me? Do you find me annoying? Do you hate me?" Bi Zhi's tears fell even more fiercely. She was now more fragile and sensitive.

"That's not the case." Jiaoyang waved her hand and glared at Lu Ke: "What's the use of you!"

Lu Ke was also helpless. What was he going to say?

Huangfuyan over there heard what Bi Zhi said and wanted to escape immediately: "Jiaoyang, just talk to Miss Bi."

As he spoke, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Look, she has lost her only relative now and is an orphan. Maybe she feels that her current situation is very similar to yours, so she wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you." Brother also feels that you have been lonely during this period. Although it seems nothing on the surface, you have not allowed anyone to get close to your heart. You can't stay like this, can you?"

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at him.

"Growing up, although I feel soft when you cry, I want to see you smile even more." Huangfuyan raised the corner of his mouth, touched her furry head, and walked away.

"What?" Jiaoyang looked at his back, looked away, and puffed up her face, "You are really cheating on me."

She turned her eyes to Bi Zhi.

Lu Ke frowned and kept staring at the hand that Huangfu Yan had just touched Jiaoyang's head, which made him feel embarrassed.

"Uncle Lu?" Huangfuyan scratched his head.

Lu Ke glanced at him lightly, and finally said nothing, turned around and walked away first.

His face was calm, but he walked faster and faster, taking each step very hard and deliberately making noise.

What can he say? What can he do? It is normal for cousins ​​to have a good relationship.

Huangfuyan struggled to keep up with Uncle Lu. Looking at his stern profile, Monk Zhang Er was confused.

Why do you feel like Uncle Lu is angry? Why.

Just because he didn't accompany Bi Zhi? Why was Uncle Lu like this, making decisions for him without anyone asking him if he was willing?

Perhaps it was the rebelliousness of a child. Thinking of this, Huangfuyan also became angry and strode to keep up with Lu Ke, his steps ringing "clang", "clang" and "clang".

The two men, one large and one small, unknowingly started a walking race.

Tang Xuefei trotted hard to keep up. She stopped and panted: "Hey, can you two slow down a little? You don't have to rush like this when you reincarnate, right?"

The two of them continued walking in front, keeping silent and expressionless along the way. They exerted their strength with their feet, neither of them convinced the other.

Tang Xuefei looked at the two people walking further and further away:...? ?

What the hell?

That night, Jiao Yang and Bi Zhi talked for a long time. The two of them lay on the grass together and looked up at the sky full of stars.

"What were you thinking about when you lost a loved one?" Bi Zhi turned sideways and looked at her, her eyes filled with water.

"I don't think about anything." Jiaoyang rested her head on her hands, crossed her legs, looked up at the sky, her eyes were dark and expressionless, "The people in the past have passed away, what I should be thinking about is myself who is alive."

Bi Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and sighed: "Maybe it's because you were still young at that time and didn't understand what this meant to you, let alone what loneliness was."

"Are you young? Twelve years old. Not young enough to understand many things. Today's adults always think that children are young, but they don't know that children often know more than they think."

Jiaoyang narrowed her eyes and her memory returned to four years ago.

The majestic and loving father, the sister who loves to wear white skirts to bully her, and the man she calls her brother-in-law who always smiles gently.

It’s been four years. It’s been four years.

When her peaceful life was destroyed, maybe it was because she was prepared, maybe because she was used to it, or maybe she was as cold-blooded as others said. Looking at that scene, she really didn't feel much emotion in her heart.

What she thought.

Anyway, it's none of her business.

It's none of her business.

At that time, Jiaoyang faced everything with such indifference.

People around her come and go in a hurry. She has long been accustomed to this, and is willing to let nature take its course, injecting fresh blood and vitality into her life. She is essentially a woman who likes the new and hates the old. She likes to hang her life on a tightrope. She is keen on pursuing excitement and challenges, and often even does things that are not consistent with common sense and that many people dare not imagine.

So, Jiaoyang replied: "Everyone around you will leave sooner or later. You have to understand that each of them is just a passer-by in your life. The difference is whether this passer-by passes by you or hits you hard, and ultimately remains. All that is left for you is loneliness.

Nostalgia and reluctance are of no use. We must learn to coexist peacefully with loneliness, and even enjoy the loneliness of being alone. Because when you get enough rest, your life will soon welcome the next group of passers-by. Such leisurely days are obviously rare. "

Jiaoyang shrugged.

Bi Zhi was stunned for a while, and then she couldn't laugh or cry: "It's the first time I heard such a thought. It feels weird. But it also feels very interesting. The truth is there, but I don't seem to be able to be as open-minded as you."

She could not treat everyone around her with such a natural attitude. It seemed that once her feelings were given, they could not be taken back.

"You're not bad. At least being friends with someone like you should make you very happy. Unlike me," Jiaoyang stroked her head, "Someone once said that weird people like me don't deserve anything. like."

"How could that happen?!" Bi Zhi's eyes widened, "Who dares to say that to you? I'll beat her up."

Jiaoyang glanced at her, continued to lie down, and turned over.

"none of your business."

"Because we are friends, and we don't know each other before we fight. After listening to what you said just now, I still like you very much. If she said this, wouldn't it be equivalent to calling me a human being?"

"Pfft" Jiaoyang was amused by her serious look.

"You are much more interesting than Huangfu Yan," Jiaoyang commented lightly. When Bi Zhi looked over with surprised eyes, she changed the topic again, "But how did we become friends when did it happen?"

"You want to regret it?" Bi Zhi continued to stare.

Jiaoyang got up, her eyes widening as she stared at the ground: "You obviously made the decision on your own!" If you want to touch porcelain, there's no way!

"I don't!"

"You have it!"

The two stared at each other, angry.

Jiaoyang suddenly stood up and dusted off the grass clippings on her body, "I'm going to tell my cousin that you just told me that you like him."

"...??" Bi Zhi pulled her, looking confused, "When did I say this?"

"You framed me, of course I can frame you," Jiaoyang raised her chin, "What's more, my promise to be friends with you was false, but your love for your cousin is true."

"Framed?? Has Sheng Jiaoyang ever used words like yours? How have I ever framed you?"

"You have it!"

"I don't!"

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Two chapters in one.