What the hell is going on?

"Farewell, Fifth Brother."

Qingyuan's smile before leaving shocked him, and the sudden epiphany set off a surging tide of anger.

It's him, it's all Qingyuan's ghosts! Why did Qingyuan do this, why did he want to make Yan'er break with him? Looking at Qingyuan drifting away, the intimate attitude of hooking Yan'er's arm, a nameless fire ignited the idea of revenge.

"Yan'er, wait a minute!" Qingjue pretended to be intimate and chased after him.

"Ignore him." Without looking back, she grabbed Qingyuan's arm and rushed forward.

"Hey, if you're angry, you'll be angry, but you still have to deal with what I'm doing." Qingjue pulled out the small thing from the sleeve that he wanted to take possession. "Look, I've found your shoes for you."

Qingyuan's eyes suddenly froze into frost and snow.

"You're really, you can't wear your own shoes well, be careful next time." Qingjue deliberately squinted at Qingyuan and said.

Yan Ran snorted heavily, snatched the little shoes, and walked away without looking at him.

"You, eat more, I didn't feel a few taels of meat when I hugged you last time, beware of being blown away by the wind."

"You don't have to worry about my business, Ji Po!" She scolded back.

Qingjue laughed, the laughter of victory echoed in the air, in the forest, in Qingyuan's cold look, turned into a tight anger in the iron fist.

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The carriage heading to East Avenue was stuffed with the croaking of complaints. Qingyuan never said a word, staring at the afternoon street scene outside the small window.

"So, the human mouth is not credible! What you say on your lips and what you think in your heart are fundamentally different, is it fun to play tricks on people like this? After a long list of crackling and scolding, she sighed. Is it because my bloodline is not pure that I deserve to be played with like this? ”

She stared at Qingyuan's cold face.

"It's so strange, Qingyuan. It's not our fault that our blood is not pure, so why are we always being blamed? ”

He glanced at it, and the hairpin flashed a cold light in the warm spring sun.

"You've felt that way too."

Catching a glimpse of the little shoe she was clutching in his hand, he turned around angrily.

"Well, I can understand that anger." Qingjue's bunch of nonsense just now really made her angry. "But I didn't mean to quarrel with your fifth brother, it's just that I can't control it for a while. He's going too far. Did he do that to you, too? ”

"Don't mention him to me again!"

His sudden outburst startled her, and he turned out of the window in disgust, as if he were also frightened by his own anger.

Yan Ran covered her small mouth with an epiphany, staring at her big eyes and not daring to make a sound. She guessed right. She accidentally caught the secret in Qingyuan's heart. He, like her, was easily hurt by this humiliation.

What should she do now? Comfort him. But she was so excited, and she rushed to the sky as soon as she could, pretending to be in a sad tone of empathy.

Qingyuan is the same as her! They belong to one country!

"Actually--- don't mind too much, maybe your fifth brother is just unintentional, don't hurt the harmony between brothers for such a trivial matter." Oh, she suddenly felt so noble, so sacrificial, able to heroically let go of her traumatized emotions to soothe another susceptible heart.

Qingyuan glared fiercely as if he had a grudge against the blue sky outside the window, and didn't dump her at all.

"But you don't like to be treated like a bastard, do you?" So did she. "To be honest, compared to the nonsense that your fifth brother scolded, what I heard in the master's mansion before was more vicious. I'm angry not because he looks down on me, but because he pretends to be friendly to me in his heart. ”

"How close?" He Sen smiled coldly, "Close enough to hug you?" ”

"Oh, I'm not going to let him hold me anymore." Hmph, she is also very backbone, "But I have a lot of adults, and I won't bother with him." ”

"You're really magnanimous to him."

"Well said." Who called him Qingyuan's family?

Qingyuan closed his eyes and slowly breathed, so he didn't have to be angry with a girl who had nothing to do with him.

"Let's look away, Qingyuan, don't be like him. Learn from me, lose your temper and be comfortable, and we will still be good brothers in the future. She patted him on the shoulder.

"You're starting to speak for him, huh?" The relationship is so good, so good that he wants to slap her to death.

"Can I not speak for him?" If Qingyuan falls out with his fifth brother, it must be Qingyuan who has a sad life, "Judging from what I have done with him these days, he is a person who doesn't need a brain to speak, and Bacheng is the kind of stupid guy who will make trouble with his tongue unintentionally." Although his speech was harsh, his original intention was not necessarily bad. "But when I people off, I still wanted to beat him up.

"That's right." Qingyuan benefited a lot from the raised eyebrows leader.

"From another point of view, your fifth brother is quite concerned about you, look, no matter what you are doing, he will always come to ask--- but the attitude of asking is a little lacking. I told him to get some news from you, and he could pour out a whole bunch of them. It's not something that can be heard temporarily, but he pays attention to you every day. ”

"Fifth brother is so nice."

"yes." Hehe, what is the entanglement between brothers, she resolved it in two or three clicks, "I, I was too much to him just now, and scolded him so much that his face was red and his neck was thick." I'll go and apologize to him when I get home later. By the way, enlighten him about the truth of brothers, friends and brothers.

"You open your mouth, fifth brother, shut your mouth, have you forgotten who you sent to partner with?"

Why did he speak so softly, it sent chills down her spine.

"I haven't forgotten." It's that he has always been arrogant and does not admit it.

"Really? I almost thought you were the partner of the fifth brother, and you were very happy to be with such a heroic and handsome man, right? ”

"It's alright." The fifth brother is good-looking, but compared with Qingyuan, he is very ordinary. Qingyuan is really --- alas, how to say it, handsome to the point of being demonic. Looking at it, it often makes her look stupid.

"That kind of purebred young master, it's very different from a mongrel like me, right?"

"Is there one?"

"A man in men's clothes is more normal than a man who is inverted by yin and yang, right?"

"Normal?"

"The kind of boy who is cared for by his parents and completely ignores the sufferings of the people is more hearty and lively than an executioner like me who does all the dirty things, right?"

"That's right."

"The kind of man who doesn't have to undergo bloody training, doesn't have to see his father's ugly side, doesn't have to kill everything with his conscience, doesn't have to face the dirty things in the house, and doesn't have to bear the grievances of the previous generation, is more attractive and attractive, right?"

"Qingyuan?"

"The kind of kraft candy that has nothing to do all day long, eats, drinks, teas, chess, and horses, plays antiques, writes and paints, and finds fault everywhere when bored, is it much more interesting than people like me?"

"I never ---"

"Why don't you go and partner with him! Go and let him pick up shoes and socks and clothes for you, go and hug him, what else do you come to learn from me? What else do I have to teach you? He sneered.

"What's wrong with you, Qingyuan?"

He spoke softly and lazily, like a half-chant, but he sounded full of thorns, and the piercing person was so uncomfortable.

Qingyuan casually turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window, which made her confused.

"Are you sick?" Sick people often say strange things, "Your face is very bad, as if ---"

"Take your hands away!"

The roar that he had rushed out of the swoop retracted his right hand, not daring to reach his forehead. But when he looked down from his angry gaze, he realized that her left hand, propped up on the top of the chair, was pressing on his book.

Qingyuan angrily withdrew the momentum of the book, swept her hard, and then looked back out the window, refusing to look at her stupid appearance.

He subconsciously tightened the scroll in his hand.

Stupid, really stupid, it's stupid to talk a bunch of nonsense with this idiot, it's stupid to talk about this stinky girl, and it's even more stupid to get angry with this crappy thing. Where is his calmness? Where's his composure?