Shen Wanqing can also clearly feel that the young man is obviously silent in the back game.
She couldn't help bending the corners of her lips. She knew why the teenager was unhappy.
Shen Wanqing couldn't help counting the time. It seems that he has known the teenager for more than a month. After a while, he should be able to propose to meet.
Wait a minute, wait a minute, the boy can't run away when he meets.
Confirming the relationship online, she was afraid that if the teenager was shy at that time, she would run away.
When it was almost 11:30, Shen Wanqing said, "let's get here first today. It's too late after 11:00. Qiuqiu, you've been training for so long today. Hurry to have a rest."
There seemed to be a pause, and the young man's cold voice came slowly, "... Ok..."
Shen Wanqing opened the jar of wangzi milk next to him and took a sip, "then I'll go offline ha ~"
"Wait..."
Shen Wanqing drank wangzi's milk and asked curiously, "what's the matter?"
There seemed to be silence and spoke slowly after a long time.
"... Qingqing, which one do you like when you just said like?"
His voice was slightly dumb and came through his headphones with a burst of numbness.
Shen Wanqing's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a shallow smile. She pretended to think for a while, and then said vaguely, "isn't that what fans like?"
Yan Zhiqiu, who was waiting for Shen Wanqing's answer over there, was stunned, and her slender feather eyelashes gently hung down.
His eyelashes trembled, and even he didn't notice his voice trembling and hoarse.
"... fans... Do you like..."
"Yes, is there anything else?" the girl's confused voice came over.
The girl seems to be very puzzled, but she is very happy, "I especially like Qiuqiu, who adores you!"
Yan Zhiqiu's fingers clenched at a loss, his slender and thick eyelashes trembled, and his dark pupils floated mist and confusion.
He unconsciously covered the place on his chest.
It hurts a little
Sour, astringent
Uncomfortable
... don't want the kind of fans like
The girl's lazy voice came, "Qiuqiu, I'm so sleepy. I'll get off first. You can rest early ~"
When Yan Zhiqiu came back, everything had already restored peace.
Looking at the pale and bright screen, Yan Zhiqiu Junjun's face was stained with silent discomfort and confusion.
Broken hair covered his eyes, and the young man looked obscure and difficult to understand.
The crimson lips pursed slightly. At that moment, the youth seemed to be left behind by the whole world.
Just like at that time
So did she... So she decided to leave him
There was no hesitation.
"Pa -"
The light in the training room suddenly came on.
Su Yihe, who came down from upstairs to get a water cup, was startled by Yan Zhiqiu and exclaimed, "Captain?"
He came in doubt and was about to speak, but he was stunned.
It was too far away to see Yan Zhiqiu's expression. But now as soon as I got close, I saw it.
The boy in a thin shirt has no God in his eyes, wears headphones, and his face is pale and haggard.
She pursed her thin lips and curled her fingers unconsciously.
That kind of disgust, low aura, very sad.
It's like... It's like completely extinguishing the light of life.
No interest.
Su Yihe opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Knowing that Yan Zhiqiu could not be disturbed at this time, he was silent, put a bottle of mineral water in his hand next to him, and quietly turned and left.