Today, the tea house opened very early, and as soon as it opened, there were guests, and she was a very beautiful girl.

She just leaned against the edge of the door, asleep.

Instead of waking her up, I took off my robe and put it on for her.

But she woke up.

She opened her eyes suddenly, clasped her hands on her chest, and stared at me with a look of wariness in her eyes.

I straightened up and looked at her.

In an instant, she regained her composure, as if the person she had been before was not her.

But I've seen it.

"Is it the shopkeeper?" the corners of the girl's mouth lifted high, revealing her tiger teeth.

"Well, exactly down there. "I still have her in my eyes, a frightened wolf cub, wary of everything.

"Ah, that's great!" the girl stood up, rubbing her stiff legs, "I want a float." ”

The girl is very beautiful, and judging by her appearance, she can be said to be very good.

But even so, she didn't escape the float.

"Please. ”

The girl handed me a photograph of herself, but not quite like it.

This is the past.

I put the picture in a wooden box and took out the floating tea basket for her.

What kind of past makes her want to forget it so much?

-

My name is Qingwan, clear and clear, and graceful.

They say people are what they say, but I'm not.

In the eyes of others, I was filthy and debauched.

So what? Who isn't?

Everyone has a bad side, and everyone has selfish intentions. I just exposed it completely, without hiding or dodging. It's better than some people who find high-sounding reasons for their selfishness, not to convince others, but to convince themselves.

I'd rather be responsible for the heavens than for the world's people to bear me.

I'm such a person, but I don't seem to be such a person.

I'm not a good person, and a good person is not as charming as me.

I know how to make guys feel good, I know what kind of girls they like, and I know what they want.

I know everything.

I've had a lot of guys, all sorts of guys. I'm not going to get them what they want anytime soon, I'm just going to get them to follow my plan step by step. They wanted to hold my hand, and I would laugh and duck away, then smile back and smile in return.

In this way, they are happier.

People are like this, what is too easy to get will not know how to cherish, and what cannot be obtained will be regarded as a treasure.

But I'm not happy.

I never found what I was looking for in them, love.

I don't deserve it.

Yes, I don't deserve it. Repeated disappointments made me numb and even cowardly. I don't deserve that pure love, as if it wasn't meant to belong to me. It's like, the one who loves me shouldn't love me.

The one who loves me, his name is Che, Clear Che.

If I had to say that I was impressed with him, it would be very good.

He's a good boy. In order to chase me, he specially downloaded a lot of games without playing games, and stayed up late with me in the game every day. I love sugar gourds, so he buys them for me, I love to fly kites, he runs with me, I love to watch fireworks, and he sits on the bridge with me.

He spends all his time with me, tying his whole heart to me.

But I cut the thread and watched the heart shatter into the abyss.

He asked me why.

I could tell he was upset, and so was I. But I can't let him see how sad I am.

"I'm tired of playing. I told him.

I like him, who doesn't like such a good person. But, am I worthy of such a good person?

It's really not worth feeling sorry for me.

-

The girl cried.

Maybe she really liked the boy, or rather, loved.

It's painful to push away the person you love.

I had a lot of things I wanted to say, but in the end, I didn't say them.

She doesn't need my comfort anymore.

The girl cried for a while, wiped away her tears, and squeezed out a smile at me.

The delicate face was stained with tears, as if the delicate porcelain had a pothole.

Each one of them is distressing.

-

Actually, I didn't start out like that. I also simply liked, simply loved.

But people like that are the most likely to get hurt.

My first heart was really simple. Simplicity makes me feel ridiculous and hateful.

I met him in an ancient group, and he played very well in games and calligraphy. Once he blew up in the group, and I saw it. At that moment, I was attracted to him, the sword eyebrows and stars were magnificent, except for being handsome, I really didn't know how to describe it.

Since then, I've been paying special attention to him. Every time, I would talk to him, intentionally or unintentionally. He once commented on my photos as "quite impressive", and these six words made me secretly happy for a long time.

Until one day, I found out that he actually already had a partner.

I don't know why, I'm angry, frustrated, and helpless. I like him, so I can't spoil his happiness. So I quit the group and kept myself as far away from him as I could.

Later, I met another senior brother. The senior brother has a good temper, treats people like jade, and behaves elegantly. I always like to run and tease him, and he doesn't get angry and scratches my hair to make me obedient.

When I saw him at that time, I always naively thought how good it would be if I married him in the future.

However, it is really naïve.

I went to confess to him and was rejected. "I can't love others more than myself. "That's what he said.

I didn't understand this at the time, so I asked him if I couldn't come to him again, and he touched my head and said, "Okay, don't restrain your nature." ”

In retrospect, he was there to hang me.

After that, I didn't like anyone anymore. No matter how good the other person is to me, I won't like it anymore, I'm afraid.

Perhaps, I'm just a scumbag.

-

The girl tilted her head and closed her eyes, a tear in the corner of her eye.

I took the glass dish and removed the teardrops, but they didn't put them in the cup. "Girl, I have something to say. ”

"Sir, in fact, I am not that bad, I will always do my best to help others if they need help, and I have never thought about hurting anyone. But why did I become a scumbag who plays with other people's feelings?" the girl's voice seemed helpless, lonely, and unwilling.

It's like the wolf cub in my eyes.

Perhaps, this is her.

"Are you playing with feelings, or are emotions playing with you?" I'm not used to giving people answers, I like to let them think for themselves.

"There will be night just because the light has forgotten its original color, but one day it will remember. I put half a teardrop in the cup and handed it to her.

"Thank you. The girl may or may not understand, but she smiled.

As usual, I did not look at her, but turned my back to her and put the teardrops into the altar.

In fact, the girl is really cute and well-behaved when she laughs.

Looking at the girl's departing back, I closed the door.

'

Su Wei has forgotten one person, or has not remembered it for the time being.

"Why did you say you blocked that arrow for him, you didn't know the power of that arrow, and his life was yours, didn't you?" Snowman stood beside the operating table, his fingers beating on the keyboard next to him.

He needs to manipulate these robotic arms to achieve some data manipulation down to the nanometer.

"If he dies, I'll probably never get myself back. Xia Ziyu lay on the operating table, letting the robotic arm operate on the wound on her shoulder, and her expression was not the slightest strange.

"Is it that important, that you don't even want your life?" Even though it had been so long, the snowman still couldn't contain the anger in his heart.

He didn't know why he was angry, whether he was angry that Xia Ziyu didn't value his life like this, or because he was angry that his negligence put Xia Ziyu in a desperate situation, he didn't know.

Maybe it's self-blame.

"Important, if I don't even know who I am, then what's the point of my life. Xia Ziyu looked at the ceiling above, and every word seemed emotionless.

But there is such sadness.

"If that kid dies, let's find another clue! There's no need to force ourselves to death for him!" Although the snowman was trembling with anger, the beating of his fingertips was orderly, and every click was so precise and rhythmic.

"But I'm afraid that if he dies, I won't be able to find myself again. Xia Ziyu closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Tired.

The snowman didn't speak anymore, but just repaired the circuits in Xia Ziyu's muscle tissue little by little, reducing Xia Ziyu's pain as much as possible