Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 424

I stared blankly at his half-closed but sharp eagle-like eyes.

I remember that Jun Si once said to me in the hospital, "You don't want to know that Tang Qiuyan likes you in the west, stay with me, and I will help you confirm."

He helped me confirm something.

Confirm whether Tang Qiuyan likes me or not?
"I don't need it, he is my brother." I blurted out almost guilty.

"Mo Ziqing, stop duplicity. It's fine for you to deceive Tang Qiuyan with that piece of wood, but you can't deceive me." Jun Si looked meaningless.

I felt like I had nowhere to hide, as if someone had dragged out the most shady places and exposed them to the midday sun.

Am I really being so obvious.

I have been hiding this secret in my heart desperately, and then sealed it up with all my strength, hoping to bring it into the coffin and never see the light of day.

Let me admit this, it seems almost cruel to me.

Yes, I like Tang Qiuyan, I like him very, very much.

I like it until I know clearly that I will never be able to like another person that much in my life.

It used to be a habitual dependence.

And in the past few years, I was alone, and I deeply realized that this kind of dependence is a kind of love that cannot be quit.

I think he's going crazy every day.

On the surface, I was disdainful and bored, but in fact, every time I received a call from him, God knows how happy I was. This was almost the only happiness that supported my life.

Every time I chat with Zishuang, I can always chat for a long time, just because all her topics are about Tang Qiuyan.

Zishuang also asked me: Will I get bored if she always talks about it.

How could I?How dare I?
When there is thunder, I will miss Tang Qiuyan's embrace, when it rains, I will miss his smile, and when I am sick, I will miss his warm palm.

I get sad every time it snows.I feel that I shouldn't be the only one standing here looking at the snow.

The reason why I like to draw is because I can record every face of him in my imagination.

Under my bed, boxes full of albums with portraits of Tang Qiuyan.

I really feel like I'm going crazy.

Especially after he came back, I couldn't bear his hot and cold, distant and near.

I wanted to distance myself from him, but couldn't help getting closer.

Every time I see him, my heart feels empty.

I am afraid that I will soon be unable to restrain myself from telling him everything, and I will try my best to get him regardless of my sisterhood with Zishuang.I will use all kinds of means to tie him to my side, and it will only belong to me.

In my bones, I still have the strong possessiveness and jealousy like my biological father.

I feel like my heart is going black.

But, so far, I still haven't done it.

I know that Zishuang is the same as me.

Maybe because we are twins, there are some things in our bones that are surprisingly similar.

We believe that a person will never change, even if the head is broken and full of holes.

It's not that I'm kind, I gave Tang Qiuyan to Zishuang.

It's that I have no right, no qualification to be by Tang Qiuyan's side.

Uncle Bai once said to Daddy in the study that this child might not live to be 20 years old.

Today, I am 19 years old.

How much life do I have left?

Will I suddenly leave in my sleep that day, who can say for sure?

It doesn't matter to me whether Tang Qiuyan loves me or not.

I don't care about it either.

Even if he hates me or is tired of me, I just hope that I can see him often in my lifetime, and I can listen to him say a few words when I am most uncomfortable, and I will be satisfied.

It doesn't matter if he likes Zishuang or not, or after many years he took another woman.

At that time, if I am not dead, I will bless him, if I am no longer there, I will become the wind, staying by his side every day and night, never leaving him for a moment.

I never touch the thoughts buried in my heart easily, and I don't allow others to take them out and fiddle with them at will, because for me, this is my most precious treasure.

"Junsi, don't worry about my affairs, and don't worry about my affairs in the future. Our relationship is over."

My voice was cold, I turned around and left.

Jun Si kept chasing me to the outside of the restaurant.

I shook him off and grabbed my hand: "What on earth do you want, you can see everything, why do you still play me like this, are you happy to see my jokes, I like a humble man Man, are you comfortable, I don't want you to confirm, why do you want to confirm for me?"

Junsi did not let go of my arm, but grabbed it even tighter.

The whole person leaned towards me, like a mountain about to collapse.

I have never seen Jun Si with such an oppressive aura.

His eyes were as black as thick ink that hadn't spread out, and his face, which was so beautiful that it was almost evil, was serious and deep like never before. His words seemed to come from his chest, deep and vigorous: "You Listen well, Mozi's love, just rely on me! Hi! Happy! You!"

(End of this chapter)