Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 266 Young People Don’t Make Wishes Easily (16)

"You said you want to sneak into Ji Hengrui's house to look for things without anyone noticing?"

The little girl was chewing candied haws in her mouth, her cheeks were bulging, she tilted her head, and looked at him with green eyes.

The young man nodded, his noble and beautiful face was calm and indifferent, his tea-brown pupils were quietly fixed on the girl's face, and his posture was calm and unhurried.

The icing crunched, and the sour taste of hawthorn spread between the lips and teeth.

The little girl wrinkled her face imperceptibly, lowered her head and spit out the hawthorn core on the paper towel.

When he raised his eyes to look at the young man again, his eyes shone with a blue luster, shining brightly, like the brilliance of fireflies.

"Are you all right?"

The girl's face was full of concern, and her soft voice was like sweet cotton candy, one couldn't help but indulge in this kind of tenderness.

The icicles in Ji Hengyu's eyes quietly cracked one after another, and the pitch-black crow feathers trembled slightly, covering up the wavering eyes.

He opened his lips and replied softly: "It's much better, thank you for your careful care."

The girl waved her hand nonchalantly, her crystal clear green eyes moved away from his face, she looked down at her own cold palm, and exhaled lightly, the warm breath sprayed on the soft palm, dispelling the pain from the fingers. chill.

"Ji Hengyu, I'll get what you're looking for soon, don't worry, with me here, you will definitely get what you want."

She lowered her curly eyelashes, and her milk tea-colored bangs rested on her forehead, and the tips of her hair briefly touched the eyelashes.

The delicate voice is soft and peaceful, with a reassuring power.

Ji Hengyu gave a low "huh" and didn't say much, no matter in his previous life or in this life, even if this person is just a fledgling, she will not make any mistakes in what he wants to do.

The bleak cold wind seems to penetrate into the low-rent housing through the gaps in the screen windows, and the air is filled with lonely and desolate silence.

Ji Hengyu leaned against the putty-painted wall, his eyes fell on the spider web in the corner, his tea-brown eyes were filled with fragile and empty emotions.

People who are usually calm and restrained lost their future direction for the first time and fell into an unprecedented confusion.

The price of gaining a person is losing that person forever...

This equation is too cruel for someone who has been obsessed with it for two lifetimes.

"Ji Hengyu." The little girl called him excitedly, as if she had discovered something interesting.

"What?" The young man raised his eyes to look over, but saw the girl's expression of joy suddenly stopped. She looked at him blankly, as if she had seen something that she couldn't believe.

"what happened?"

The little girl pointed to his eyes, and said blankly: "Ji Hengyu, you cried..."

"Am I crying?" Ji Hengyu raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes, the corners of his eyes were moist, and the tears that were wiped wet his cold fingertips.

He looked at the crystals on his fingertips, and thought bluntly: So it's so sad...

"Ji Hengyu..." The little girl hesitated to speak, her expression was extremely complicated, as if she wanted to say a lot of things, but she didn't know how to say them.

The boy stood up, facing the hesitant girl with his thin back, took off the dark gray woolen coat hanging on the side with his slender fingers, and put it on slowly.

He picked up the umbrella, and his voice was as flat as ever.

"I'm going to the Haitang Cemetery, you stay at home well."

Finger snapped the lock, and the door opened.

The girl stood inside the door, dressed gorgeously and delicately, her mint green skirt rippling around, she looked as slim as a budding green camellia flower, so fresh and refined that it was incompatible with all the gloomy surroundings.

The young man turned his head and glanced at her lightly. There were indifference, alienation, resistance, and warning in his tea-brown eyes.

"I don't want you to follow me secretly. Even if we are in a contractual relationship now, I still want to have my own private space."

The anti-theft door closed gently, separating the two worlds.

The blue shattered light slowly dimmed.

Xi Ning sat on the small bench again, picked up a bunch of rock candied strawberries, and took a bite of each with a blank expression.

"Fugui, has the love value dropped?"

Having learned from the past, Xi Ning's tone was very calm, as if he had been mentally prepared.

【No. 】

Xi Ning stopped biting the strawberry, his pupils dilated slightly in shock.

[Host, don't scare yourself, maybe you made the right bet this time. 】

Fugui has no confidence in his heart, but the monitoring data does show the effect.

Like value is not changing at all.

The value of resentment is up and down.

Xi Ning was quiet for two seconds, then quickly finished eating strawberries with rock sugar, and opened the door energetically.

[Host, Ji Hengyu doesn't want you to follow...]

Fugui couldn't help reminding.

"Don't worry, I won't go to Haitang Cemetery, I'll go to Ji Hengrui."

Ji Hengyu would not ask her for help unless things were really difficult.

He needs the thing Ji Hengrui hid very much, so she will help him get it.

Maybe he cried just now not because of her, but because he missed Grandpa!
Getting something will definitely make him happy.

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The sky full of dark clouds couldn't bear the heavy haze, and the raindrops fell from the clouds.

The boy got off the taxi, holding a black umbrella and holding a bouquet of pure white lilies in his hand, and walked up the mountain step by step with steady steps.

Go past the entrance to the cemetery and up the steps.

The old man in the posthumous photo is still kind and kind, with a soft smile, and the eyes looking at him are as gentle as when he was alive.

The straight back is bent.

The lily was gently placed in front of the tombstone.

Intermittent raindrops hit the stone platform.

The boy sat down in front of the tombstone, closed the umbrella and put it aside.

The cold rain wet the forehead hair, and the raindrops slid down the hair.

The coolness is like maggots attached to the bone, burrowing into the skin and clinging to the bones, the whole body is frozen stiff, and the limbs are numb.

But this coldness only made Ji Hengyu feel sober.

The raindrops fell into the eye sockets, and the tears were wet.

The wet eyelash feathers are glued together strand by strand.

There seemed to be fluid flowing out of the eye sockets, but it was not clear whether it was tears or rain.

Let the rain roll down the cheeks, slide over the Adam's apple, collarbone, and sink into the collar.

"Grandpa, if you are still here, you can definitely tell me what to do..."

The wet voice is deep and heavy, the tone is blunt, soaked in fragility, and writing helplessness.

I couldn't love it in my previous life.

Can't force it.

In the end, the man disappeared completely.

In this world, you search for nothing, and regret for life.

Can't ask for it, can't let it go, can't forget it.

He resented why this beam of light shone into his world, but he had to rely on this beam of light to survive.

"Grandpa, am I incompetent? Without Mao Ning, I don't even have the ability to avenge you..."

There was a bitter smile on the corner of his lips, and a strong mockery faintly flashed in his eyes.

"So why does God give me a chance to be born again? Does it make me see clearly how incompetent I am? Does it make me lose my loved ones over and over again? Or does it make me recognize the facts and stop trying to monopolize God's grace?"

The ending trembled, and the broken tone was choked with sobs.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, so as not to reveal the real fragility of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)