Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 427 Why Don't You Dare To Admit That You Like Her

He asked the same question many times.
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When will you come home.

The Tang family waited to take her home every day, and it was she who showed rebellion and resistance and insisted on staying by his side.

16-year-old Tang Zhi has no concept of love to death.She simply regarded the boy who appeared in the dark night as the only one.Throw away all reserve and self-love, and gamble on a future.

She held the knife in the wrong posture, peeled it back and forth, and let go of her hand, and the apple with not much pulp left fell into the trash can.

The dark eyes like a young deer looked at the apples in the bucket, and the eyelashes trembled slightly, suppressing all the gloomy emotions in the bottom of the eyes.

Facing him, she has never had the confidence.

He lowered his head, his voice was thin and firm, "Chen Ange, is it so difficult to tell the truth? You don't have sex with me like you do with other girls. I'm your exception, right?"

The little girl is nervous.

Clinging to the white quilt of the hospital bed with his fingers, his ten fingers are slowly closing.

The air froze for a few seconds.

After a while, a low laugh came from above the girl's head.

With a mocking laugh: "Tang Zhi, who gave you the illusion?"

The young man looked at the top of her jet-black hair, with an indifferent smile leaking from the corners of his eyes.A pair of peach eyes are full of teasing and playfulness.

Chen Ange is still the same Chen Ange.

If conditions permit, he must be leaning against the wall, with a lighted cigarette in the corner of his mouth, watching her quietly in the lingering smoke, as if watching a joke.

Tang Zhi was used to Chen Ange like that.

I'm also used to his inappropriate words.

This time.

The little girl raised her head, her dark eyes met the peach blossom eyes that were supposed to be affectionate but full of ruthlessness, and said every word: "You are lying, if you don't care about me, you won't save me. This is not a small injury, Chen Ange, you Almost died."

In addition to being nervous, she was a little more determined.

In Chen Ange's life, Ning Zhixu ranked first, and no one ranked second.

But he risked his life to save her.

That's not what exceptions are for.

Tang Zhi pressed her step by step: "If any of your girlfriends or Tong Xiqian were the ones who had the accident that day, would you save them?"

The young man leaned back against the pillow, and faced her questioning, his expression did not relax in the slightest.

The indifference and alienation between the brows and eyes has not faded.

The four eyes met, the young man gently pulled his lips, his eyes were full of coldness.

He replied to her: "No."

Then tell her: "If I knew I was almost dead, I wouldn't care about your life."

What a heartless word.

Tang Zhi didn't believe it, and became a little anxious: "You are lying, you are protecting me out of instinct. There is a little bit in your heart."

"Tang Zhi."

He stopped her voice.

In the summer of August, there are cicadas calling outside the window, and the afternoon sun passes through the leaves, leaving mottled tree shadows by the window.

The spacious and bright ward was well-lit, but also a little dazzling, which made the little girl's eyes red.

The boy's words were mixed with cicada's cry, which reached the eardrums.

"I owe you one thousand and three, and I will pay it back."

"Delay your feelings and time, and I will pay back with half my life."

"Tang Zhi, I don't owe you anything, we're even."

If this kind of separation is made, he just opens his mouth.

She looked like she was about to cry.

She always cries too much.

The crying person is upset.

Don't look at her, Chen Ange looked at the tree shadow on the window sill, wanting to touch a cigarette very much.

The addiction to smoking is greater than ever.

Just like the night when the boundaries were drawn last time, he stupidly sat on the steps in front of the billiard hall, smoking a pack of cigarettes one after another.

There is no reason, I just think that smoking is good.

(End of this chapter)