The Monster I Was Redeemed

The moment Fang Xiaoxiao asked the question, Ma Yu stepped aside, half-squatting and staring at the pillar in front of him, as if he wanted to realize some philosophy of life from this golden concrete pillar.

Facing the small question from the side, Yue Qihua also asked herself in the bottom of her heart: Is this really good?

She turned her head and glanced at the sticker machine. Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue were still inside, and they didn't intend to come out for the time being.

"Sister Hua, obviously you also treat Ai Liang..."

Fang Xiaoxiao hesitated to speak. She recalled the expression on Yue Qihua's face when Ai Liang suddenly hugged the two during the photo shoot. She felt a little distressed by that eagerness with a hint of resistance.

On weekdays, Yue Qihua was taking care of everyone in this small group of five people, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to watch her give up even this kind of thing.

It's not that Fang Xiaoxiao hates Yang Xingyue, it's just that Yue Qihua can't stand it no matter who she is.

Fang Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed in her heart, but Xingyue was a naive fool who couldn't sense other people's thoughts at all.

Fang Xiaoxiao is not encouraging Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue to compete for Ai Liang.

She knew very well that Yue Qihua would not do such a thing.

But even if you want to give your sweetheart to someone else, let it convey your heart well before.

At least it will feel better.

Fang Xiaoxiao would have personally told Yang Xingyue or Ai Liang if he wasn't worried about the bad impact on the relationship between the three of them.

Yue Qihua, who understood Fang Xiaoxiao's meaning, shook her head gently.

She recalled what her grandfather said to her when she was a child.

The sisters had their first fight over a doll.

Grandpa called her into the study and said earnestly: 'Qihua, although the two of you are not sisters, you are better than sisters. Although you were only born a few hours earlier than Xingyue, that is also a sister, let her order ,OK? ’

Yue Qihua has always kept this sentence in her heart, and she and Yang Xingyue have never quarreled since then.

Yue Qihua rubbed the photo with her hands, and suddenly raised her head and said with a smile, "Who asked me to be my elder sister, my elder sister has to take care of my younger sister."

"Sister Hua, you..."

Fang Xiaoxiao wanted to say something else, but Yue Qihua took the lead and said, "Don't worry, even if you can't beat Ai Liang in terms of grades and strength, but sooner or later, I will surpass him in some way!"

Yue Qihua chose to pretend to be stupid and deliberately avoided the topic just now.

One side is the person he likes, and the other side is the sister he loves the most. This is hard to choose.

After simply cheering, Yue Qihua regained her eldest sister's head posture.

...

inside the machine.

Yang Xingyue blushed and held Ai Liang.

"What do you want?" Ai Liang asked cautiously.

"I think...no! I have something for you..."

Yang Xingyue said eagerly.

Inside the small and sultry machine, crystal sweat appeared on Yang Xingyue's forehead, coupled with her shy expression and blurred eyes, she could not wait for someone to hug her tightly and greedily ingest her sweet cherry lips.

Ai Liang forcibly suppressed 404's thoughts and threw part of her mind outside. If Yang Xingyue wanted to confess, she would use her psychic power to create a big movement outside to interrupt her.

Yang Xingyue diligently took out a small flat box from the pocket of her hot pants.

"Ai Liang, for the past three years, you have been helping me with all your heart, teaching me to do questions at school, accompany me to the library on weekends, help me with questions, help me mark exam papers..."

Yang Xingyue slowly described the bits and pieces between them.

The more Ai Liang listened to it, the more troublesome it became. At this time, it was more likely that he would engage in memory killing and confession.

But Ai Liang does not regard Yang Xingyue as a love object at present.

The fact that Yang Xingguo is her father makes it difficult for Ai Liang to accept this feeling.

But she is one of his few friends after all. If you reject her, what will happen to everyone's relationship in the future?

Are you going to lose even these few friends?

Ai Liang attached the psychic power to the chandelier outside, and if Yang Xingyue wanted to confess, she would immediately pull off the chandelier.

"...So please accept this gift!"

Yang Xingyue closed her eyes, held the box in both hands and handed it to Ai Liang.

Ai Liang almost didn't stop.

...I was about to rip off the chandelier outside, and you told me this?

Ai Liang looked at this small gift box speechlessly. If there was an idiom to describe his mood, it would be indescribable.

The mood is complicated and the mood is complicated, Ai Liang still secretly relieved.

He reached out and took the gift: "Can I open it now?"

"Please, please..."

Yang Xingyue replied softly.

Ai Liang ripped open the package, flipped it gently, and a silver-white military medal necklace landed in his palm.

However, the nameplate is not printed with letters or Chinese characters, but a daisy.

The printing on the military card... Is this trying to mix blood and tenderness, which genius designer came up with?

A sneeze!

Fang Xiaoxiao outside suddenly sneezed.

Ai Liang looked at this mix-and-match necklace with a complicated expression.

"Do you not like it……"

Yang Xingyue looked at Ai Liang uneasily, with an expression that I would cry and show you if you said half a word.

"I quite like it."

Yang Xingyue immediately smiled happily: "Would you like me to bring it for you?"

Ai Liang thought for a while, he would have to search hard if he was going to jump off the building later, so he nodded.

Just when Yang Xingyue was about to go around behind her, Ai Liang raised her hands and the necklace was fixed on her neck.

"what?"

Ai Liang looked at Yang Xingyue who raised her hands and asked.

"fine……"

Yang Xingyue was a little disappointed that she couldn't put the necklace on Ai Liang herself.

But looking at the nameplate on Ai Liang's neck, the trace of depression in Yang Xingyue's heart suddenly disappeared and became so happy that she covered her mouth lightly and giggled.

thump.

Ai Liang knocked on her forehead with a knife: "Don't make strange noises."

"Why... I just laughed..."

Yang Xingyue rubbed her forehead lightly. Although she was complaining, she always had a happy smile on her face.

Open the door, and the air-conditioning in the video game center blows.

Passers-by looked strangely at the pair of handsome men and beautiful women who came out of the sticker machine.

Yang Xingyue was a little puzzled.

Why are their eyes so weird?

It wasn't until she looked at the glass that she realized that her face was as red as a boiled lobster.

Lonely men and widows stay in the small machine, the woman's face is flushed and sweat is hanging on her face, it's hard not to think about it.

Not to mention the passers-by, even Fang Xiaoxiao and the others didn't look right at them.

Fang Xiaoxiao and Yue Qihua pulled Yang Xingyue away from Ai Liang and whispered.

"What are you doing in there, why did it take so long to come out?"

"Xingyue, your face is too hot... Have you sent anything out?"

"Sent out..."

The three girls walked in front and discussed in a low voice, and Ma Yu in the back was not to be outdone.

He put on Ai Liang's shoulder and winked at Ai Liang: "Xiao Ai, what have you been doing here for so long?"

"It's nothing, just give me a small gift as a thank you gift for tutoring."

Although Ai Liang stuffed the necklace into her clothes, it was summer after all, so it was obvious that a silver necklace suddenly appeared on her neck.

"This necklace?" Ma Yu gently poked Ai Liang's neck: "Apart from giving gifts, you didn't say anything else?"

Ai Liang looked back at the chandelier: "No."