Her pear vortex is deep

Chapter 839 Extra Story: Qilian Chapter 13
The name of the WeChat group Qiao Anan opened just now is called Andu Yusheng.

At a glance, the content of the chat is mostly about how to spend the few days left, and how to stop the chemotherapy and end the pain as soon as possible, but can't let go of the loved ones around.

Qi Lian really didn't intend to take aim. Seeing that Qiao An'an looked up after replying to the message, he quickly looked away, as if he didn't see anything.

It's just a lot of shock in my heart.

Qiao An'an doesn't look like he's only 24 or [-], why is he... dying at such a young age...

It's good to die, it's just less pain.

Qi Lian didn't have much obsession with life and death, especially after leaving Lin Chuyi's world, he lived almost like a walking corpse with no goals, and he didn't have too much expectation for the future.

It's purely self-defeating.

……

It was late at night when we left the supper stall.

The two walked home slowly.

Qiao An'an drank a lot, and almost walked next to Qi Lian. Qi Lian thought that she was a dying person, and he was a good person once, so he didn't hide to the side so that she wouldn't fall.

Suddenly, his hand was pulled.

Joan Ann stood still.

She raised her head, staring straight at Qi Lian with watery eyes, that seemingly affectionate gaze, with the strength to carve Qi Lian's face into her eyes, "Qi Lian."

Qi Lian lowered his eyes and hummed lightly.

Joan Ann got a response, bent her lips, and smiled, "I have lived a shorter life than you, but I have seen more warmth and warmth than you. I want to have a good relationship, can you... close your eyes? "

Qiao Anan stretched out a finger, and added slowly and firmly, "It will be fine in a while!"

Qi Lian believed that she was a ghost, so of course he wouldn't close his eyes.

He just stared at her lazily to see what she wanted to do.

Qiao Anan was very courageous, seeing that Qi Lian didn't close his eyes, and was doing something wrong with the strength of alcohol, he stood on tiptoe and kissed those pale crimson lips——

This time, Qi Lian hid.

Watching Qiao An'an blankly, he slammed into a telephone pole and fainted.

……

The next day.

Joan Ann woke up with a splitting headache, a big bump on his forehead, and it hurt when he touched it.

What happened yesterday has been forgotten.

All I know is that she and Qi Lian were on the way home, and as they walked...they disappeared...

I don't know how to get home.

Qiao Anan rubbed her face to wake herself up. When she went out and saw Qi Lian busy in the kitchen, she pursed her lower lip and asked, "Are you making breakfast?"

Qi Lian's attitude towards Qiao An'an is obviously much friendlier than before, "Well, I made a little more, and you can eat together if you don't mind."

"I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face first!"

Qiao Anan came out after tidying herself up, and quietly put on a little makeup. Compared with the slovenly appearance at home before, today she is much more refined, but Qi Lian doesn't seem to notice it.

He brought the breakfast to the table without looking her in the eye, "Joan Ann, you are very courageous. You not only dare to share a rent with a man, but also dare to drink together. You are not afraid that I will use the excuse of being drunk to plot against you?"

Qiao Anan stared at a big bag on his forehead, sat down at the dining table refreshed, and said with a smile, "I don't share a room with anyone, nor do I drink with someone casually."

"What is your non-casual request?"

"It looks good."

Qi Lian didn't seem to be able to understand the meaning of these words, raised his eyebrows, with a confused face, "Good-looking?"

(End of this chapter)