Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

"Well, let's talk." Cheng Zhiyan nodded gently, took the two towels he had just used into the bathroom, and then threw them into the washing machine and pressed the switch.

Then he came out of the bathroom again, walked to his desk, poured a glass of water, and drank his head.

"Ah ... Actually, I have already spoken almost ..." When Rabbit was about to continue speaking, she found that she didn't seem to have anything to say. Just before she was planned by Cheng Zhi, she already said it. almost.

"Is Xu Jinglian coming to me, hoping that I can destroy my mother and his father with him?" Xiaotu went to Cheng Zhiyan and sat down, holding his head in a small hand, looking at Cheng Zhiyan, unhappy. "But when I ate with them tonight, I think his father is very good. If the mother is really with him, he should be happy ... so I don't want to destroy them."

"Oh." Cheng Zhiyan said a whole lot while hearing the bunny, but nodded slightly.

"Brother, orange juice, can you just say a word?" The rabbit raised his head, looked at Cheng Yan with a pair of eyes, and dragged his sleeves with a bit of depression, and said: "Do you have any opinion on this matter?" "

"No." Cheng Zhiyan spit out two words very concisely.

"Why?" Rabbit looked at him puzzled, "Can't you give me some advice?"

"This kind of emotional thing is not the party, so it has no right to speak." Cheng Zhiyan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Not to mention this is still your mother's emotional problem. Even if I have any opinions and views, I can only stand My position to consider. "

"Then you can just talk about it, at least you can give me some references." The rabbit looked at him pitifully.

Cheng Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then said lowly, "Rabbit, if I die one day, what would you do?"

"Ah?" Little Rabbit froze slightly, a pair of moist eyes staring straight at Cheng Zhiyan, "this ... I have never considered this problem."

"Then you think about it now," said Cheng Zhiyan, who was sitting beside her, faintly.

"I ..." Xiaotu looked at Cheng Zhiyan's handsome and handsome face, if one day her brother of orange juice died? ?

...

She felt that such a problem, she couldn't even think about it. If Cheng Zhiyan really had an accident and couldn't stay with her, then she would probably cry to death? ?

Every day I feel very sad, seeing everything around me, I can't help thinking about him.

After all, this is where she and him grew up together, and in everything, there are memories that belong to both of them.

"Thinking about it?" Cheng Zhiyan looked at the bunny and frowned, and asked gently.

"I ... I will be very sad and very sad !!!" Xiaotu said to Cheng Zhiyan's arm tightly with a pair of small hands, and said to him with a hint of crying in his voice, "I will hide in the bed every day secretly Crying, no matter what you see, I think of you, of what you said, what you did ... "

"Hmm ..." Cheng Zhiyan reached out and touched her head, smiling. "So when your father died, your mother came over like this."