Qi Jue knew that he had never been like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Selfless and kind, he tells the best way he has come up with at the moment - regardless of position.

It's not that it's big-minded, after all, being so persistent in persuading a person can seem very selfish in many cases.

However, even if he does lie between these two roles, the other party's personal advice will not be what shakes him.

The words "I hope you understand......" suddenly came out of his mouth when he was distracted, and he subconsciously stopped, and at the same time reacted slowly due to his absent-mindedness.

"What ......" The two words were silent and disappeared with his breathing, and the gardener Jarvis tried to shorten the surprise that suddenly warmed up in his heart at that moment, and soon lowered his head to make people unable to see what kind of expression it was, and slightly tilted the Lijiu color watering can in his hand to feed the greenery around him, and his tone returned to a leisurely state, "I will wait, I have been waiting." ”

In fact, he didn't understand the man's intentions.

Just like himself who is now surrounded by flowers and plants all day long, a man has to work hard to grow evening primrose by himself, all in order to hide his most important treasure now.

The man knew what he was thinking, and at the same time tried his best to help him—to protect the evening primrose that the guy held dear most—and that the most important thing for him now was, rather than revenge, to complete the mission that Arnold had entrusted him.

Arnold......

It has not been him who has tried his best to escape, but subconsciously helped him to cut and filter.

If memories can be freely manipulated by the owner, perhaps there is no meaning of sadness and tears in this world.

Even emotional...... It can be easily thrown into the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it will be scattered like a drift and disappear without a trace.

Or fall into the lava, or fall into the ocean, be intimate with the ice and snow, talk with the grains of sand, be alone and dry in the cracked earth, a thousand endings - no matter the ending, no care.

……

"Yárvis, are you my friend?" What came to mind and magnified was the pair of eyes that seemed to be imprisoned in a dark cell.

He was so calm that he looked almost like he had completely changed into another person.

Qi Jue knew that he had never been like this.

Selfless and kind, he tells the best way he has come up with at the moment - regardless of position.

It's not that it's big-minded, after all, being so persistent in persuading a person can seem very selfish in many cases.

However, even if he does lie between these two roles, the other party's personal advice will not be what shakes him.

The words "I hope you understand......" suddenly came out of his mouth when he was distracted, and he subconsciously stopped, and at the same time reacted slowly due to his absent-mindedness.

"What ......" The two words were silent and disappeared with his breathing, and the gardener Jarvis tried to shorten the surprise that suddenly warmed up in his heart at that moment, and soon lowered his head to make people unable to see what kind of expression it was, and slightly tilted the Lijiu color watering can in his hand to feed the greenery around him, and his tone returned to a leisurely state, "I will wait, I have been waiting." ”

In fact, he didn't understand the man's intentions.

Just like himself who is now surrounded by flowers and plants all day long, a man has to work hard to grow evening primrose by himself, all in order to hide his most important treasure now.

The man knew what he was thinking, and at the same time tried his best to help him—to protect the evening primrose that the guy held dear most—and that the most important thing for him now was, rather than revenge, to complete the mission that Arnold had entrusted him.

Arnold......

It has not been him who has tried his best to escape, but subconsciously helped him to cut and filter.

If memories can be freely manipulated by the owner, perhaps there is no meaning of sadness and tears in this world.

Even emotional...... It can be easily thrown into the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it will be scattered like a drift and disappear without a trace.

Or fall into the lava, or fall into the ocean, be intimate with the ice and snow, talk with the grains of sand, be alone and dry in the cracked earth, a thousand endings - no matter the ending, no care.

……

"Yárvis, are you my friend?" What came to mind and magnified was the pair of eyes that seemed to be imprisoned in a dark cell.

He was so calm that he looked almost like he had completely changed into another person.

Qi Jue knew that he had never been like this.

Selfless and kind, he tells the best way he has come up with at the moment - regardless of position.

It's not that it's big-minded, after all, being so persistent in persuading a person can seem very selfish in many cases.

However, even if he does lie between these two roles, the other party's personal advice will not be what shakes him.

The words "I hope you understand......" suddenly came out of his mouth when he was distracted, and he subconsciously stopped, and at the same time reacted slowly due to his absent-mindedness.

"What ......" The two words were silent and disappeared with his breathing, and the gardener Jarvis tried to shorten the surprise that suddenly warmed up in his heart at that moment, and soon lowered his head to make people unable to see what kind of expression it was, and slightly tilted the Lijiu color watering can in his hand to feed the greenery around him, and his tone returned to a leisurely state, "I will wait, I have been waiting." ”

In fact, he didn't understand the man's intentions.

Just like himself who is now surrounded by flowers and plants all day long, a man has to work hard to grow evening primrose by himself, all in order to hide his most important treasure now.

The man knew what he was thinking, and at the same time tried his best to help him—to protect the evening primrose that the guy held dear most—and that the most important thing for him now was, rather than revenge, to complete the mission that Arnold had entrusted him.

Arnold......

It has not been him who has tried his best to escape, but subconsciously helped him to cut and filter.

If memories can be freely manipulated by the owner, perhaps there is no meaning of sadness and tears in this world.

Even emotional...... It can be easily thrown into the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it will be scattered like a drift and disappear without a trace.

Or fall into the lava, or fall into the ocean, be intimate with the ice and snow, talk with the grains of sand, be alone and dry in the cracked earth, a thousand endings - no matter the ending, no care.

……

"Yárvis, are you my friend?" What came to mind and magnified was the pair of eyes that seemed to be imprisoned in a dark cell.

He was so calm that he looked almost like he had completely changed into another person. (To be continued.) )