Squeamish Little Crying Bag Dressed As Villain's Brother

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"Sister, don't cry now. If you cry again, it will hurt your eyes and it won't look good." Qiu Xuning said.

Qiu Haiyan wiped her tears and said, "I won't cry. Ning Ning, I have to think about what you just said to me, really think about it." She remembered something, looked

at Qiu Xuning and asked: " Do you know the girl you are talking about?"

Qiu Xuning's eyes flickered, and he hesitated: "I know her... she is my classmate's mother. My classmate often tells me about his mother, so... that's why I know it. , I can guarantee that it is true and I am not making it up."

Qiu Haiyan's eyes slightly curved and she said, "I believe you."

Qiu Xuning breathed a sigh of relief and saw that she seemed much better, and then said, "Sister, you Be good, I hope you are happy."

Qiu Haiyan said softly, her voice was much softer, but it seemed to have some kind of power, "I will, I am still young, as long as now If you do it, you'll have time."

Now she would like to thank Qiu Shuohai for gambling. Fifty thousand yuan is not a small amount, but it can crush her. She also wants to thank Ning Ning for chasing her out and saying these words to her. He is obviously his younger brother. , but they are so different.

Qiu Haiyan couldn't help but stare at Qiu Xuning's face. Although Qiu Xuning was good at studying, she was restless, messy and self-centered in her bones.

Now, the feeling he gave her was quiet, pure and beautiful, unlike a boy who grew up in this family.

Why this change?

Qiu Haiyan was a little confused, as if she didn't know when he was no longer the little brother in her memory.

But this change is undoubtedly good. She can feel his careful concern and he sincerely hopes that she will be well.

She is a very mediocre person, and may have many disgraceful shortcomings, but there are some things that she has possessed since she was a child. No matter where she is, she can live tenaciously.

Maybe, it might actually be too late now.

Qiu Haiyan went to the pig farm. Qiu Xuning breathed a sigh of relief and turned around the corner to go home, but almost bumped into someone.

Qiu Xuning was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he realized it was He Zhiyuan. He touched his heart and complained in a low voice: "Why are you here? You almost scared me to death." He Zhiyuan looked at him. Qiu Xuning's eyes were still red at this time

. The cold wind has been blowing outside for a long time, and the white cheeks have been blown with red bloodshot, the nose is also red, and I keep sniffing, looking a little embarrassed.

Seeing that he was silent, Qiu Xuning suddenly reacted and raised her face to look at him suspiciously, "You, you won't eavesdrop on our conversation, will you?"

He Zhiyuan did not refute.

Qiu Xuning's face grew hot. What he said sounded like a bowl of literary chicken soup. In that situation, it was quite practical. Now that he thought that He Zhiyuan might have heard everything, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. For a moment I don’t know what to say between them.

Just when he was embarrassed, He Zhiyuan spoke up and said, "You are right." Qiu

Xuning lowered his head, grinding a small stone under his feet, and muttered, "Don't make fun of me."

He Zhiyuan whispered. He said, "I'm not making fun of you. You're right. I think so too."

Qiu Xuning raised his eyes after hearing this, "Really?"