If it were Li Mo now, maybe he would really be soft-hearted because of Hou Yaqiu's words of crocodile tears. But Jiujiu just casually pulled Hou Yaqiu's hand holding her arm away, looked at Hou Yaqiu with expressionless face, and said coldly: "Miss Hou, I like red flowers today, and will I definitely like red flowers tomorrow?"

I was young and didn’t like you at first, but if I had trouble, I apologized if I said I used to like you and now I will like you. That must be a misunderstanding. After all, I am not so blind now.

So, please don’t continue to pester me and cause trouble for me, okay?”

"This is not true." Hou Yaqiu raised her hand and held Jiujiu's wrist again. Tears slid down the corners of her eyes, and a small splash of water appeared at the end of her eyes, making her face look even more charming.

She shook her head desperately as if she was greatly stimulated and desperately denied it. She looked at Jiujiu with sadness and sadness and said: "You lied to me, I don't believe it. You clearly said you would always like me, you lied to me."

Jiujiu was speechless to a woman like Hou Yaqiu who was self-centered and could not listen to any bad words.

He raised his hand and pulled Hou Yaqiu off her hand, and said angrily: "I'm not your father, why do you always like you? Besides, Miss Hou, have you ever thought that I like you when you are physically entangled with so many men? So, please don't come to me, otherwise you will be disgraced by then, neither of us will look good."

After Jiujiu finished speaking, she looked at Hou Yaqiu, who looked like lightning, and walked away.

For those who think that the whole world is surrounding him, and when they encounter a blow, the best way is to tear them off directly and let her know that you are as unbearable as garbage in the other person's heart, otherwise she will not know what it means to stop and stop.

Jiujiu pushed open the dormitory door, He An was standing at the window and stretched his neck to look out. After seeing Jiujiu, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face because of peeking. He pursed his lips and said for a long time: "That Li Mo, you are so handsome."

Jiujiu curled her lips and walked to the computer to continue preparing for the defense.

Soon, the results came out and the defense was about to come.

During this period, I don’t know if it was because Jiujiu said so ruthlessly that day, Hou Yaqiu never came to him again. Jiujiu was quite satisfied with the fact that he did not continue to pester him with Hou Yaqiu.

After all, no one wants to have a candy around them that they can't get rid of.

On the day of the defense, Jiujiu bought a suit that made him look more energetic. He walked in. Before Jiujiu could speak, the kan Ze, who had been sitting in the corner, was bored and holding a pen in his hand, suddenly stood up and suddenly said, "He is mine."

After Kan Ze said that, no matter what other people reacted, he pushed the table away and walked to Jiujiu, held Jiujiu's hand and pulled him out.

Jiujiu was stunned when she saw Kan Ze. When she came to her senses, Kan Ze had already pulled her out of the classroom.

Kan Ze pulled Jiujiu's palm and shivered because of nervousness, and a little sweat burst out.

Kan Ze took Jiujiu to his office a few steps, pushed Jiujiu to the wall, and supported him with one hand to Jiujiu's ear. His ink-colored eyes were fixedly looking at Jiujiu, his lips trembling. After a long time, he lowered his head and kissed Jiujiu's lips viciously.

As if he had used all his strength, Kan Ze's kiss could almost be considered a bite. Without a slight tenderness, he just bite. Even if Jiujiu's lips were broken, he did not let go. Until both of them had a smell of salty blood in their mouths, Kan Ze let it go and suddenly leaned his head on Jiujiu's shoulder. Jiujiu felt a warm feeling on his shoulders, and then he heard Kan Ze's almost choked voice: "Jiujiu."

Kan Ze's voice was too low and hoarse, with an unconcealed crying voice, and aggrieved for a long time. Jiujiu's heart couldn't help but feel a little sore when he heard it.

Jiujiu's hand was unconsciously placed on Kan Ze's shoulder. After a long time, her lips moved and she said a name that was sealed in her memory: "Han Qingyan."

"It's me." Han Qingyan's hand that pinched Jiujiu's arm suddenly tightened. Only until Jiujiu felt pain, he didn't let go of his hand, but just repeated over and over again: "It's me, it's me, it's me,"

When he raised his head again, his eyes were red, and his eyes looked at Jiujiu with a contradictory look of love and hatred. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "You liar."

Jiujiu lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and refused to speak.

But Han Qingyan said unyieldingly, "You lied to me. If I hadn't discovered it, would you be lied to me for the rest of your life?"

Han Qingyan liked Jiujiu for the rest of his life. When Jiujiu died, he realized that Jiujiu was not the same as before. They were not the same person at all. Han Qingyan liked Jiujiu and liked him to the core, so he made a deal with Jiuli.

He helped Jiuli, and Jiuli let him see Jiujiu.

But he had made a deal under Jiuli for thousands of years, but Jiuli only let him see Jiujiu for the rest of his life. Even so, he was very satisfied.

He just wanted to ask Jiujiu whether he had really liked him in his life and whether he had been with him for a minute or second, that he was really happy because of him.

But now that he saw Jiujiu, Han Qingyan couldn't ask a word, and he didn't dare to ask or he couldn't ask.

If, what the answer is not what he wants?

Han Qingyan's lips kept shaking. After a long time, he leaned his head on Jiujiu's shoulders, crying like a helpless child.

No one has come to this thousand years until how he has been through it.

He is a human being and feels lonely. For thousands of years, he has relied on Jiujiu and his memories more than once. Until now, he still can't help but recalling them.

Even though Jiujiu now has no similarity with her at that time, and even her gender is different, that kind of love is engraved in his bones. Even if Jiujiu becomes Dongshi, it is still beautiful in his eyes.

But Han Qingyan really wanted to know whether Jiujiu had liked her, every minute, or every second.

"Have you ever liked me?" Han Qingyan looked at Jiujiu and asked, "So every minute, is there any?"

Jiujiu pursed her lips and said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant. After a long time, Han Qingyan suddenly laughed out loud, and his laughter was bitter and self-deprecating, "I understand, thank you,"

"sorry."

"I understand." Han Qingyan took a deep breath, stood up with a strong energy, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Except for the redness of the circles in his eyes, the cold and arrogant Kan Ze was no different from the previous one. (To be continued)
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