Cool, proud...... Since he was eight years old, when he was sent to a mental hospital by his mother because of his superpowers, he has always felt that this powerful ability given to him by God is the tragedy of his life.

He never imagined that one day, there would be a girl who would use such beautiful words to describe his superpowers.

In the afternoon, the reason why she proposed to go shopping was not because he wanted to escape, nor because he wanted to resist, but because she thought it was fun.

Did she not understand how terrifying his superpowers were, or did she really accept them?

Su Zhinian pinched the fingertips of Song Qingchun's waist and began to tremble gently, he tried his best to suppress the rising and falling emotions in his chest, and tried his best to use a very stable and rational tone to tell her: "Tingting, you must know, I can read all the thoughts in your heart, you don't have any secrets in front of me......"

"I know......" Song Qingchun's response was far calmer than he imagined: "...... However, you are the one I want to live my life, what else can I not let you know? ”

You're the one I'm going to live my life with, what else can I not let you know?

Fear and disgust are because they have other intentions.

If you are sincere, why be afraid?

Su Zhinian was stunned for a moment, then stunned for a moment, suddenly lowered his head, and fiercely pressed Song Qingchun's lips.

His kiss was very domineering and ferocious, not only restrained in attacking the city, but also sweeping wantonly in her mouth.

With such an unbridled kiss, he and hers fit tightly together.

The colors of the tree lights overhead are constantly changing.

Occasionally, passers-by glance sideways glance sideways from time to time.

He and her continued to deepen the kiss as if no one else was around.

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On the day when Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian were shopping at ACR, Cheng Qingliang happened to have dinner with his friends at ACR.

When Cheng Qingli came out of the restaurant, it was nearly ten o'clock, the night in early spring was a little cold, when Cheng Qingli was standing at the door of the restaurant and wearing a coat, her friend suddenly patted her arm: "Cheng Qingliang, look, look at it!" ”

Cheng Qingliang sorted out his coat while looking in the direction of his friend's finger.

Under a beautiful lamp tree, a man and a woman are hugging each other and kissing passionately.

Even though the faces of the two people didn't face her, just a glance, Cheng Qinglian still recognized that it was Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian.

The two kissed passionately and selflessly, and there were many onlookers, and in the end, when they were reluctant to separate, in the crowd of onlookers, someone took the lead in applauding, Song Qingchun shyly buried his face in Su Zhinian's chest, Su Zhinian hugged her, and left in applause.

Until the figures of the two disappeared from Cheng Qinglian's field of vision, she was still standing on the steps of the restaurant in a daze.

"Cheng Qingliang, what are you stunned about, it's already gone!"

Cheng Qingliang, who was slapped on the arm by a friend again, suddenly came back to his senses, smiled lightly, put on the coat that had just been half-arranged, and walked to the taxi queue area on the side of the road with his friend.

The friend left first, and Cheng Qingliang waited in the queue area alone for two minutes before getting into the taxi.

The street in the middle of the night was exceptionally smooth, Cheng Qinglian sat in the taxi, looking at the bright lights of Beijing through the window, and the picture of Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian kissing under the ACR pedestrian street lamp tree slowly appeared in his mind.