The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

If it weren't for personal experience, even Qiao Wen himself felt that these words sounded ridiculous, after all, this was not a world of weird power.

He had already done that Chen Canan would treat him as a joke, but the other party didn't ask anything. He was already in tears and didn't say a word, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Obviously he believed it.

Because it was too unexpected, he looked at Chen Jianan, who was crying, and he didn't know how to say it for a while-because knowing that even if the other party believed him a little, it was an extremely cruel and sad story.

If it was him, he couldn't accept that the younger brother who grew up together had already left this world. The person who has been with him as Xiao Qiao for more than a year is actually an outsider.

But now that he has spoken, he has to continue speaking. He slid his throat slightly, smiled, and said hardly: "Look, Xiao Qiao is afraid that the water has never been in the sea, right? But I can swim. I don't always say me. Has it changed a lot? The reason is that I am not the little Joe who grew up with you. Whether you accept this reality or not, I have to tell you."

Chen Jianan looked at him, tears more and more raging, and it took a long time to ask in a dumb voice: "What about Xiao Qiao?"

Qiao Wen shook his head: "Maybe like me, went to another world and became another person." He was not sure where the original Xiao Qiao had gone. In the original world, this weak and poor young man has long passed away, but with his arrival, this body that was supposed to die was occupied by him and reborn. The original Xiao Qiao, like himself, is very likely to go to another world to regain his life.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least this is a good expectation that will make Chen Jianan better.

Chen Canan's expression slowed down after hearing the words, and he casually wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and asked with an urn voice, "Is it going to your world?"

Qiao Wen: "Maybe."

"What is your world like?"

Qiao Wen chuckled: "Not bad, definitely more suitable for him than your world."

Chen Jianan nodded.

Qiao Wen looked at her silently and asked, "So Brother Nan, do you believe what I said?"

Chen Jianan lowered his head and said nothing.

Qiao Wen reached out and patted his shoulder: "Brother Nan..."

Chen Jianan slowly raised his head to look at him, and asked each word: "Is Xiao Qiao really gone?"

Qiao Wen pursed his lips and nodded hard.

Chen Jianan looked at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears.

Because his movement was so loud, the scattered tourists around couldn't help but look over, but he didn't notice it.

Qiao Wen silently looked at the imageless young man in front of him, and suddenly felt that he, who had been immersed in the joy of his twentieth birthday, knew that such a thunderbolt was really cruel to him.

However, the words have been spoken, and there is no way to take them back. He sighed in sorrow, patted each other's shoulders, turned around to pack their luggage, returned the rented umbrella and walked back, this guy still cried bitterly on the spot.

Qiao Wen had to stoop to support his arm: "Brother Nan, the sun has set, let's go back."

Chen Jianan stood up crying, but his whole body seemed to be collapsed. He couldn't stand at all. He could only move forward with difficulty with the help of Qiao Wen's pitiful strength.

Qiao Wen pulled the man into the car with the strength of feeding. He sat in the driver's seat, fastened the seat belt for the co-pilot, looked at him silently, took a deep breath, started the car, and left the still beautiful coast.

On the way back, Chen Jianan kept crying. At first, he kept howling, but then he didn't know if he was tired, and turned into intermittent sobs. Qiao Wen was worried that he would pass. I don't know how can a big man who is not afraid of pain or suffering can cry so much?

But then I thought about it, this was because the original Xiao Qiao, the beautiful brother who was heart-wrenching and loving, couldn't help sighing again.

Back downstairs in the apartment, it is the beginning of Hua Deng.

Qiao Wen originally wanted to help him back, but he opened the car door and pulled him by his arm. He found that this guy was hysteria, and he couldn't pull it, so he could not call him. He could only find a public phone next to him and call the Haozi upstairs. Come down.

Hao Zi, who rushed over, was shocked when he saw the person in the car crying with red and swollen eyes: "Brother, what's the matter with you? Did you get beaten?"

Chen Jianan was still sobbing, turning a deaf ear to what he said.

Hao Zai asked urgently: "Brother Awen, what happened to my brother?"

Qiao Wen: "...was beaten."

Hao Zai was furious: "Who is it? Even my brother dares to fight? I'm going to tell Brother Feng."

Qiao Wen: "Don't ask, take your brother upstairs first and let him have a good rest."

"Yeah." Hao Zai nodded vigorously, pulling Chen Canan out of the passenger seat and carrying Chen Canan on his back with rough hands and feet. He didn't forget to ask Qiao Wen, "Brother Awen, you haven't been beaten?"

Qiao Wen: "...No."

Thinking that the other party needed a little time to calm down, and might not want to face him, an outsider who occupied the magpie's nest, after returning home, Qiao Wen did not go to the next door to see Chen Canan's situation.

In fact, he was right. For more than a week, Chen Jianan did not show up in front of him. Hao Tsai said that he had something to do recently and he was living in the martial arts hall.

Something is false, hiding from him is true.

From the moment Qiao Wen chose to tell the other party the facts, he knew what consequences he might face. But thinking that Chen Canan, who was so attached to him, might become partakers with him from now on. If there is no sadness in his heart, it must be false.

Because Chen Canan is the most important person in this different world.

In the evening, Chen Canan would naturally not come to him to report, but the English books and cards prepared for him were still on the bedside table.

Thinking of the past month, this guy was so tired that he was fighting with his eyes every day, and he had to insist on learning English. He wanted to laugh, but also felt sad... and a little angry.

This bastard, although he was not the Xiao Qiao who grew up with him, has the experience of two people getting along day and night in life and death for more than a year been wiped out in this way?

Do you want to kill him if you are so kind to him?

He couldn't imagine it.

Originally, Qiao Wen hoped that Chen Jianan would figure it out and take the initiative to find himself, but after more than a week, this guy has not even returned home. Obviously, he will figure it out for a while.

In the end, I found an excuse and went to the Anan Budokan.

Instead of going upstairs directly, he gave two yuan to a newsboy on the side of the road and asked him to go upstairs to the Anan Wuguan, saying that someone was looking for Liangzinan.

Chen Jianan came down very quickly. The newsboy went out with his front foot, and he followed his back foot, only to see Qiao Wen standing on the side of the road.

"Chen Canan!" Qiao Wen called him loudly.

So Liang Zai Nan's fleeing pace could only die halfway, and then slowly turned around and walked towards him with his head drooping. Although he walked in front of him, he still didn't look up, just stared at his toes for a long while without making a sound.

I haven't seen him for more than a week. This guy probably didn't eat or sleep well. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, but he may have been in the martial arts hall, but it was a bit white, so he looked even more haggard.

Qiao Wen was actually a little bit painful, but he laughed at his reaction again. He took a deep breath: "Brother Nan, the application materials for the villa have been prepared again. You are also the boss. I will bring you over and sign your name. We will do it tomorrow. Re-send for approval."

Chen Jianan still lowered his head: "Oh."

Qiao Wen took a fountain pen in his hand, spread out the documents in his hand, and pointed to the signature place: "Here."

Chen Jianan held the pen and signed his name with words like chicken paws. After signing, he returned the pen to him and turned around to leave.

"Brother Nan..." Qiao Wen stopped him again.

Chen Jianan stopped, but did not turn around.

Qiao Wen sighed and asked, "Are you complaining about me?"

Chen Jianan shook his head and muttered, "No."

Qiao Wen laughed helplessly: "I know you can't accept it, but it's not my choice." He paused slightly, "To be honest, I don't want to be another person, and if I can, I would love it too. Back to my original world."

Chen Jianan turned his head abruptly and looked at him in amazement with his eyes wide open.

Qiao Wen sighed and waved to him: "Okay, you can continue to calm down, and when you figure it out, come to me again."

After speaking, he turned around and boarded the taxi waiting on the side of the road without looking back.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that Chen Canan's reaction to alienation caused him a little bit of injury.

While standing on the side of the road, Chen Jianan, looking at the taxi that Juechen was leaving, suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened in horror, and he wanted to catch up with the car and stop the car, but when he reacted, the red car , Has quickly disappeared in the corner.

At half past nine in the evening, Qiao Wen was watching TV with his grandmother, and there was a knock on the door.

He got up and walked to the hallway, opened the door, and saw the long figure standing at the door. He was taken aback and almost suspected that he was wrong.

Chen Jianan looked at him, then looked away unnaturally, and whispered: "Little Joe, I'm here to learn English."

Qiao Wen looked at him in silence for a moment, finally sighed, turned sideways, and said, "Come in."

The two walked into the house one after another.

Aunt Qiao hadn't seen Chen Jianan for more than a week. At this moment, she saw people coming to the house and said with a smile: "Anan, I haven't seen you for several days. Is the martial arts center so busy?"

Chen Jianan whispered: "It's a little busy these few days."

Granny Qiao said: "Oh, you are all thinner, do you have to go home to eat if you haven't eaten a good meal!"

Chen Jianan stammered and nodded: "Yeah."

Granny Qiao smiled and nodded, and stood up and said: "Okay, you two children are playing, my old woman went back to the room and rested."

Qiao Wen said: "Good night, grandma."

Watching her grandma enter the bedroom, Qiao Wen turned off the TV, glanced at Chen Jianan, and then walked into his room.

Chen Canan followed him silently.

Unlike usual, he didn’t laugh and flutter to bed today. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed honestly, watching Qiao Wen pick up the English book and cards, and then whispered: "I remember everything I learned before. Live, let’s learn three sentences and three words today."

Qiao Wen glanced at it and nodded.

He sat down opposite him, almost two people apart.

The two of them were really like teachers and students, one taught carefully and the other learned carefully, and no one spoke about other things.

After half an hour, the course ends.

Qiao Wen put the books and cards back on the bedside table so that he could look at the opposite youth in time. Chen Canan's slightly haggard black eyes finally met his eyes.

The two of them looked straight at each other like this. After a long while, Chen Jianan finally said: "Little Joe..."

"Um?"

Chen Jianan lowered his head again, looked at himself as if there were some fingers that were nowhere to be placed, and whispered: "You said earlier that you really want to return to your own world."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Yeah."

Chen Jianan said: "Will you leave too?"

Qiao Wen was taken aback, and after a while, he chuckled and shook his head and said, "It shouldn't, unless I die again."

Chen Jianan suddenly raised his head and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth tightly.

Qiao Wen was taken aback by his unexpected action, opened a pair of dark eyes, and looked at him strangely.

Chen Jianan seemed to have suddenly realized something, and hurriedly withdrew his hands in a panic, even with his back behind him, and then got up in a rush and said: "Then I will go back to sleep."

Qiao Wen nodded, stood up with him, and silently sent people to the door.

Chen Jianan went out, turned around, watched his lips stretched for a long while, and finally said: "Goodnight."

Qiao Wen sighed: "Good night."

Then he closed the door gently. Chen Jianan looked at the door that separated him from Qiao Wen, turned around, leaned on the door like a relief, and slapped himself hard.

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