After reading it, Gu Xiaoxuan no longer had the idea of looking for him, but his heart suddenly became empty.

That wounded heart, only he can heal.

But he's maybe holding other girls at the moment.

……

Gu Xiaoxuan's guess was good, but it was also wrong.

He Rongqing left with Qiao Tian in his arms, and met Fang Jiao on the way and changed hands.

Two men walked silently down the dark, moonlit street.

The rain had stopped, and Fang Jiao was a little damp on his body, but he was very stubborn to snatch Qiao Qian from He Rongqing's hand.

As if she was in his arms, she could belong to him.

In the quiet space where only the subtle sounds of small animals were heard, Fang Wig made a sound.

"Captain, you have someone you like, right?"

He Rongqing naturally knew his thoughts, cast a reassuring gaze at him, and seriously said his thoughts:

"Yes. She has been in my heart for ten years since she first broke into my world. ”

"She's the one I've decided I'm going to love for the rest of my life."

Hearing these words, Fang Qian showed a mocking smile, and the meaning was unclear.

He laughed at himself for being too bad to live in her heart, or laughing, he who she loved so much had never loved her.

Anyway, this laugh is bitter or astringent, painful or crazy.

"I see."

He had obviously prepared so much for the content of the conversation, but he could only end it hastily with a few words.

"Between me and her, it's impossible." He Rongqing's words were affectionate and decisive.

Fang Jiao smiled stupidly, "But between me and her, there has never been hope." ”

Without a few words, the group arrived at the training camp and crashed into the room full of concern.

The aunt walked up to pick up the drunk and unconscious girl, and took her to the girl's room to take care of her.

He Rongqing instructed them to wash up early and rest early, and then turned on the computer.

It was the hacker who ridiculed him some time ago and sent a link.

The nickname is blank and reads:

What does it feel like to be embraced by the goddess of esports?

He Rongqing saw this overwhelming entertainment news, and his eyes were instantly contaminated with a sense of danger.

Ignoring the man's ridicule, a transfer message went over and went straight to the point asking for the ID address of the person who had been in the last incident.

It's late at night.

The people who belong to the night, tirelessly, embarked on the journey of conquest.

Along the place where the ID address was shown, I hailed a car and single-handedly killed the past.

Looking at the residual warmth of the last conversation in the dialog box, his cold heart regained a little warmth.

I don't know how his little derpy will feel when he sees it.

But how can he explain it, the photos are too good at grasping angles, and the motivation for explaining is too pale.

In two cities, two people with complicated emotions were facing a chat box at the same time, thinking about each other, but neither of them took the initiative to contact each other.

What made them suddenly widen so wide?

It was her heart that she was afraid to expose, and it was his heart that was afraid of her estrangement.

The connection between them was torn to pieces.

Gu Xiaoxuan's heart was very heavy with emotion, and even his breathing was a little weaker.

She regretted it, regretted that she didn't have the audacity to take the initiative.

She was so distressed, she felt sorry that she had enough time to occupy his heart, but it ended in a rout.

The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, the bright room, the lost soul, listening to the sound of glass beads in the ceiling due to thermal expansion and contraction.