- I said I didn't speak, did you hear me?

The excited, excited, and infectious voice entered the auditory nerve from the brain, as if Bo Jue was really speaking in his ear.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The air seemed to be frozen, and Zhao Qingge's eyes when he looked at Bo Jue were always unwavering.

Bo Jue slowly let go of her shoulders, the fanatical look in her eyes calmed down, and she took a step back to the side, recovering her previous politeness.

Do you hear that? In fact, this question does not need to be answered by Zhao Qingge, Bo Jue knows that she must have heard it, but she knows that Zhao Qingge admits that it is two different concepts.

"Let's go back first." Zhao Qingge leaned sideways and said, "You go ahead." ”

For future soldiers like them, they are extremely sensitive in normal times, and behind them is a place where they can't be observed with their eyes, so they will pay great attention. Bo Jue is always paying attention to the movement behind her at every moment when she walks forward, if Zhao Qingge has emotions and fluctuations, her steps are bound to be chaotic, even if it is a thousandth of a second faster, she can find out.

Unfortunately, what also made Bo Jue look forward to it was that Zhao Qingge adjusted his steps to coincide with her, and there was no way to investigate.

The room card was inserted into the groove in the wall, and the dazzling light poured into the entire room in an instant, and Bo Jue raised his hand to help Zhao Qingge block the strong light, this was the third time, but it was the only one that was avoided. When Zhao Qingge entered the door, he turned sideways as if unintentionally, just avoiding Bo Jue's raised hand.

Coat, tie, and trousers were taken off one by one and put on the back of the chair, Zhao Qingge said "self-convenience" and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

Bo Jue was thinking wildly, and three minutes later, Zhao Qingge came out with his slippers "Da Da Da", a veritable battle bath, long hair coiled on his head, one hand pressed, his eyelashes were still dripping, and his white jade-like toes were curled up, which made her look a little cramped: "I haven't figured out how to say it, you take a bath first, take a long bath, I have to think about it." ”

Bo Jue was stunned: "Wait a minute...... How long is it? ”

Zhao Qingge's eyebrows frowned slightly: "As long as possible,"

"Is an hour enough?"

"I don't know."

"An hour and a half?"

"Deal."

Bo Jue held the pajamas given by Zhao Qingge in his hand, held back the * who turned back three times and walked into the bathroom. She is like a prisoner waiting for the sentence to be announced, Zhao Qingge's words can make her live or let her die.

Zhao Qingge picked out three or four lollipops from the storage bag on the wall, sat at the desk, thought about it, and sent a call request to Lin Jian.

A new cultural relic was unearthed in Tianxing, Lin Jian followed Dean Cui of the History Museum to the field, at this time he was so tired that he was sleeping on the bed, and was woken up by a phone call from Zhao Qingge, she grabbed the terminal in a daze, threw it on the pillow and opened it.

Lin Jian closed his eyes and replied, "Hmm...... Say. ”

"Are you sleeping?"

"Sleep."

"When you sleep, you go to the basin to sober up, I have something to ask you."

"Does it matter?"

"It should be important."

"Okay." Lin Jian rolled off the bed like a vigorous bug, the pain made her limbs regain a little strength, struggled to go to the bathroom to wash her cold face, put on the headset communicator, "You'd better have something important." ”

She listened to Zhao Qingge's statement to her with her eyelids fighting, and when she finished listening, her upper and lower eyelids talked about the love that would never break up, Qingqing and I couldn't be separated: "That's it, it's not me talking about you, this progress should have been made a year ago, but it's understandable that you have been separated for a year." ”

Zhao Qingge glanced at the bathroom door and lowered his voice: "What should I do?" ”

"I'm a 10,000-year-old bachelor, are you sure you want to ask me?"

"Tell me, I only have an hour and a half."

"Then don't blame me for using a purely rational method to analyze you," Lin Jian pointed out pointedly, "Do you know what the emotional value of achieving spiritual communication is?" According to the accepted Bernard Froman theory put forward in the last century, assuming that the maximum affection value of the Tianzhu person is 100, and the threshold for reaching spiritual communication is 10, that is, your affection for her has just reached 10 today, but it is only one-tenth, what are you nervous about? Things are out of your control? A short runaway of control can be broken back as long as you want. ”

"I ......"

"I know what you're trying to say, and you don't know if you want to break it back, do you? Since the beginning of the school year, you have been wandering, I can understand the meaning of your sentence of undersea sand, you don't even understand yourself. Tell me...... Forget it, let me ask one by one, how did you feel when you saw Bo Jue at the beginning of school? ”

"Anger."

"What else?"

"Nope."

"How long?"

She concluded.

"That is, it's only ten minutes, and it can't be ruled out that you are good at regulating the emotion, this question is put aside, when will the next second meeting? What's the situation, and who's next to it? ”

"The guesthouse, just the two of us, because it was the appointed day. On the way, she accused me once, but that time was different, so she was not very angry after the end, and routinely warned me once. ”

"What about the third time?"

"On the first day of class, a classmate - it was Fu Le, who you saw last time, she came to her, and Bo Jue was with her."

……

Lin Jian interrogated for half an hour, and even asked about the specific situation of the second appointment in Bo Jue's bedroom, she poured a big mouthful of water with a dry mouth, straightened her expression, and threw out a heavy question: "Since you have made up your mind to separate in the future, why did you let her approach you?" ”

Her tone suddenly became aggressive: "If you refuse once, you will do it twice, and if you can't do it twice, you will do it three times, the softer your heart will be, the more you will poke it into a persimmon, and I don't believe that she dares to approach you." ”

"That's too much, isn't it? After all, she likes ......," His Excellency Zhao Qing said consciously, and later realized that he couldn't say that sentence, so he changed his words, "She is interested in me." ”

Lin Jian turned cloudy, and he was happy at the other end: "If you are shaken, you are shaken, don't make excuses for yourself, not from the day and night since the beginning of school, but from when you just separated." Maybe you think that nothing happened in a year, but the wind was born on the ground, starting at the end of Qingping, some things have changed, otherwise how can you explain your gradually softening heart, Bo Jue can have today because of your connivance. ”

"I won't make a decision for you, I would like to advise you, it's one thing on weekdays, it's another thing if you really decide to be together, you have to live together. Will you be able to let go of your pride completely? Can you tolerate everyone saying the words 'you are the owner' in your ear, and can you tolerate the moment to exist as her deed? Can you tolerate that she doesn't know what and will get out of control? Do you have the confidence to face this qiē? You could have jumped with the sea and the sky was high and the birds could fly, but you have already missed it once, and you have to miss it a second time because it is only 10 emotional points? ”

Lin Jian's words were like an emotionless sword: "If I can, I will support you, and bless you 100,000 times, she will be my friend from now on." If not, please let her go. There is nothing more cruel than giving hope and then despairing, and unfortunately now that you have given her hope, then minimize the damage. ”

Zhao Qingge asked almost without thinking, "How to let go?" ”

Lin Jian spit out a few words categorically: "Keep your distance, it's like a stranger." ”

Zhao Qingge's eyes were cold, and the unopened candy was crushed by the finger force.

"I see."

After hanging up the communication, there were forty-five minutes left, Zhao Qingge pulled out a book from the shelf, which happened to be written by Bernard Froman that Lin Jian mentioned in the conversation just now, this is one of the greatest scientists in Tiansu in the last century, but because the research field is not of interest to Zhao Qingge, she has not read it, when it was placed here, she herself does not remember, it may be that Lin Jian fell.

Zhao Qingge flipped through the table of contents to the theory that Lin Jian said, and did not look away for a long time.

Is it worth giving up a second chance to be "free" for the sake of 10 affection points? Anyone who can make a simple comparison will not choose the emotional value.

Bo Jue came out in seconds, and in this hour and a half, she heard intermittent talking outside, and Zhao Qingge deliberately kept her voice low so that she could hear it, which in itself made Bo Jue extremely uneasy, coupled with the deliberate dodging action when entering the door. The moment Bo Jue stepped out of the bathroom door, his eyes were sour.

Zhao Qingge stood, neatly dressed, as if he was greeting her, his eyebrows were extremely calm, almost indifferent.

Bo Jue shrank for a moment, and his fingertips pinched his palm, so that he could resist the urge to run away. Even if it was a death sentence, she didn't want to be a fugitive.

The two sides are silent.

Zhao Qingge spoke, and his voice was extremely cold to Bo Jue's ears: "It's my fault during this time that you have unknowingly been so close to me." I did hear you talk while I was in the gym, and I know it, and I admit that I had a crush on you. But once I decide to be with you, we will be an inseparable whole, and I have to listen to people in my ear all the time 'you are the owner' and 'how is your master', oh, when you won on stage today, there was a senior who said to me, 'You are very good', and I said 'thank you'. ”

Bo Jue should have laughed, but his facial muscles seemed to freeze, and he couldn't even pull the corners of his mouth, so he simply lowered his eyes.

"Once, I'll say thank you, twice, I'll say, three or four times? What about thousands of times? I can't stand it. I was advised that if I could let go of my pride and endure this qiē, I would accept you, and if I couldn't, let you go. I thought about it for a long time......"

A rare softness appeared on Zhao Qingge's face.

"That's enough," Bo Jue interrupted her, his clenched hand suddenly loosened, and he raised his head angrily, "I know your answer, I don't need to say it." I'd rather be a cowardly fugitive than hear you pronounce me the death penalty!" My feelings are not for you to step on the soles of your feet, you want to think about it and don't want it! ”

"I'll apply for a transfer, and from now on, I'll never see you again!"

She staggered past Zhao Qingge, but a warm hand grabbed her wrist tightly at this time.

Zhao Qingge's long eyebrows tightened: "I've known you for so long, why don't I know that you are an obedient person who only listens to half of your words?" ”