Yes, no brother would do that to his sister.

But why her?

How could Quan An be kind to her...... Not to mention the relationship between brother and sister, his conditions are much better than hers. He finished college early, is about to enter the hospital, and as Quan Mo's only biological son, his future is too bright to be brighter, and he has no reason to want her to have an adopted daughter.

Besides, he has always treated her as a toy, and he can abuse her as much as he wants, will anyone like his own toys? Anxia really couldn't figure it out.

What he has always done to her, how can he like it at all.

Or does he think that if he is engaged to her, he can justifiably play with her like a toy for the rest of his life?

Thinking of this, An Xia felt even more cold, could it be more than ten years...... Hasn't he had enough of her? Before, she had been made like that by him, and now that they were both grown up, he actually wanted to get engaged......

No, no, no one's going to get engaged to their own toys.

It must be that Quan An is mad today, so he will be insane and say this.

That's it.

Anxia told herself.

After writing a diary, she lay down on the bed with the quilt over her head and forced herself to sleep, but she couldn't sleep all night.

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The next day, Anxia went to class with dark circles under her eyes, and what the teacher said, she didn't listen to half a word, just like the two little couples next to her who had been talking about love.

When it came to the outdoor activity class, Anxia also hid under a tree, behind the crowd, so that the teacher would not see her.

Today, she was going to go to Xu Sheng to apologize, but he didn't want to see her, and Xu Sheng's roommate said that he took sick leave to stay in the dormitory today......

An Xia felt even more guilty and uneasy when she heard it, and coupled with what Quan An said last night, she was about to go crazy.

"What do you think about hiding here?" Xue Mao came over from the side, leaned over to her, and asked while scrolling through the news on her phone.

Anxia kicked the mud on the ground, and when she heard this, she asked in a low voice, "You say, does a person like his own toys?" ”

"Wow, wow, wow, great news." Xue Mao suddenly screamed, "That musician Will Smith is married to his own violin. ”

"What?" Anxia was stunned when she heard it, Will Smith is a young musician in the music scene in recent years, quite famous, "Why did you marry a violin?" ”

How does this end?

"The news says it's called fetishism." Xue Mao looked at the news on his mobile phone and read it out.

"Fetish?"

Something in An Xia's heart tightened suddenly, and her face was a little pale.

"Fetishism refers to the use of certain inanimate objects as stimuli for sexual arousal and sexual gratification, and as a recurring preference or the only means of sexual gratification." Xue Mao read the annotation of the news and said, showing disgust as he spoke, "Tsk...... It's so pitiful, you said that Will Smith has such a high musical attainment and is so handsome, how can he have a fetish, and he is really not perfect......"

“……”

Something was crumbling in An Xia's heart, and her face turned even paler.

Xue Mao was still immersed in this explosive news, and suddenly looked up at her, "By the way, what were you going to ask me just now?" ”

"I ......"

An Xia was dumbfounded, and couldn't ask anything for a moment, "No, it's nothing." ”

How dare she ask.

"See, Will Smith, in the presence of 200 close friends, married his beloved violin and kissed the violin...... Hey, I'm getting goosebumps. Xue Mao looked unbearable.