Crazy

Chapter 38 Empathy, digging my own grave

Speaking of the closet, the odd number recalled that late night many years ago, when a soft and delicate little fell from his closet into his arms.

It was so unpredictable that it drove him crazy. In the middle of winter, he had to take a cold bath for more than half a month.

His stamina is still very strong, not to mention the winter vacation, even during the Chinese New Year, when Jian Xiaoxiao and Shan Yi were there, he didn't dare to go home, because he didn't dare to see a certain little thing.

Later, that scene and even that winter became his lingering youth memory, which was really painful and loving, a dream for years.

Just can't think about it.Even now, odd numbers are inevitable.

He stabilized his mind and said quietly, "I didn't."

If the elder brother says no, then there is no, otherwise, she would be too shameful.Jian Jian felt at ease, but was still very curious, "Then how do you know that!"

The odd number said plainly, "That's the clothes you bought for me."

Nodding simply, "Yeah, what then?"

Then?I don't understand what else to say.

Isn't what he meant very clear, because she bought it for him, so even if he lost it, he would still remember it.

Singular automatically ignores this question that does not need to be answered, pulling back the question he gave. "Jane, why did you refuse to spend my money and borrow money from others?"

This made him worry about it for five full years.

Although at that time he misunderstood that she liked Ling Han and eloped with him.But that didn't stop her from spending his singular money.

Because even if there is no such relationship as husband and wife, he is still her brother, the closest person to her, and should bear her living expenses and tuition fees.Instead of watching her take money from other men.

Just thinking about it makes him suffocate and feels incompetent.

Simply choked on this sentence.

Why, why, why?Isn't it ridiculous and poor self-esteem?
Just as she has clearly cultivated in the past few years to be flattered, strong and self-reliant, she can be called a strong woman in the workplace.

But the moment she saw the singular again, all her thick shells naturally peeled off, leaving only the softest inside, and her emotions were no longer controllable, and she felt that she was about to split.

But what can she do, no matter how entangled she is in her heart, she is no longer the little girl she was when she was a child who could hug her brother and act coquettishly.

Looking at him with a calm face, simple and calm, after all, no matter how painful the heart was at that time, rebirth would be better than death, and now it is over.

"Do you know why I want to help Yin Ying, brother?" This was her answer.The same is the end of the world, and I feel the same way.

But I didn't understand the odd number, so I frowned and said, "Jian Jian, don't change the subject."

Simple:"……"

She really didn't want to mention it anymore, thinking about it would break her heart.

She sighed and said submissively, "Brother, don't ask, okay? Anyway... you have to pay back your money, right?"

For the latter words, she just had a brain twitch, and used it to annoy him to block his words so that he would not ask any more questions.

The odd number was really speechless with anger.

"So you think so..." He turned his head and looked out the window, almost gnashing his teeth, "Very good...simple, you are great."

Jian Jian was so angry and embarrassing when he was provoked, he said in his heart that you insisted on forcing me, can't you see that I am suffering?
My silly brother, if I tell the truth, can we still sit together?

Since I would rather blind my eyes and pretend to be stupid, brother, why do you insist on digging your own grave? !
(End of this chapter)