The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 621 He can't die! (3000 words)

   The agent who originally wanted to talk to Shen Qingzhuo about how to deal with the relationship was tortured by Shen Qingzhuo all night, and the next day, he got out of the room in a fit of rage and never wanted to hear the word "love" again.

The STA Youth League has been very busy these days. There is still a stage today. When doing makeup backstage, the makeup artist looked at the boy's sharp face and felt a little helpless, seeing Shen Qingzhuo here all the time. Playing on the phone, he couldn't help laughing: "You all like to play games at your age now, don't break your eyes."

   The other team members sat beside them numbly, thinking about it.

   Sure enough, Shen Qingzhuo raised his head in surprise: "How come?"

   He said slowly: "I am in love with my partner."

   The makeup artist was stunned for two seconds, then sighed.

   "No way." His voice was clean and clear, "Girlfriend is too clingy."

  The makeup artist said dryly that it was good.

  Shen Qingzhuo sat on the chair, with a stern face, charming collarbone, slender fingers clasping the phone, and asked him with concern: "Teacher, do you have a partner?"

   "...My child is in the third grade of elementary school."

  Shen Qingzhuo looked at him with indescribable pity: "It's too pitiful, the world of the two is gone."

  “…”

   The others couldn't listen anymore, and they wanted to **** their heads and kneel down and cry bitterly.

enough!

enough! !

  If they are wrong, please let God punish him, instead of letting Shen Qingzhuo fall in love one by one to torture them now!

   is really not far from crazy.

   "Huh? Brother Zhuo, you see this Weibo, what a coincidence!" One of the team members swiped their mobile phones and suddenly swiped a Weibo hot search.

  #girlfriendlove

   This hot search comes from a circle of friends posted by a certain netizen. Because the pictures are too amazing, and the hand that came out of the circle has become popular!

  Shen Qingzhuo glanced at it: "Why does this flower look familiar."

   "I feel familiar too."

   Zuoduo: "Rose all look the same, what's familiar!"

  Jiang Li'an didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next morning, she crawled out of the bed in a daze, and when she went to wash up, she was horrified to find that there was a very obvious hickey on the left side of her neck!

   The greenish tinge was left after being bitten for a long time, and there was a kind of abusive beauty on the fair and fragile skin.

   Jiang Li'an didn't know if he should be glad that the lights were dark last night, Jiang Ye didn't see anything.

   She rummaged through the closet and found a turtleneck sweater to barely cover the hickey. When she went out, she saw an unexpected person.

   is Li Jiancheng.

   He almost fell to his knees when he saw her, and Jiang Li'an was horrified by his attentive attitude.

   "Hey, eldest miss, hey, you're so beautiful, Axi didn't recognize you before, I'm sorry for him..."

  Jiang Li'an guessed why he came, smiled and said nothing.

   Li Jiancheng can talk or talk badly, and he wants to talk about the sins caused by Junxi, and he has to pay it back.

   Jiang Ye ignored him the whole time, leaning against the door with a cold face and looking out.

   "Don't look at it." Li Jiancheng said, "No one came."

   "You beat people up like that, and you expect him to climb over and apologize to you. Seriously, you're really unkind, and you're going to kill him."

   Jiang Ye retracted his gaze: "If I really want to kill him, he is not at home now, but in the intensive care unit."

   "Thank you anyway."

   "He asked for it himself."

   "Jiang Ye...you know, he doesn't know that Jiang Li'an is your sister." Li Jiancheng was rarely solemn, "Everyone knows that he hurts anyone, and he won't hurt the people around you."

   Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, pulled the corner of his lower lip, and said nothing.

Li Jiancheng sighed, apologized, and apologized, he was about to leave, before leaving, he looked at Jiang Ye hesitantly, and finally patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder: "He used to... Forget it, Don't push him to a dead end."

   "Did I force him?" Jiang Ye was furious, "Who blames him for going this way? I saved him in the first place to make him become like them—"

The voice of    stopped abruptly.

   "What do you think he is for?"

   What Li Jiancheng felt vaguely, Jiang Ye knew, that temper would make him go crazy.

  Tan Junxi didn't dare to tell Jiang Ye, so he wouldn't dare.

  Jiang Ye is very ruthless, but he also misses old feelings and shows loyalty. He really treats Tan Junxi as a brother, and that's why he is angry.

   "Whatever, I can't handle it."

  Li Jiancheng looked up to the sky with a long sigh, and sighed: "You have to die before you can give up, right?"

   "Don't be so unlucky in the morning, okay?" Jiang Ye raised his foot and kicked him.

   "Xingxingxing, I was wrong, you can live a hundred years, Brother Ye!"

  Li Jiancheng's hippie smile was just a joke. He was only in his twenties, and his life had just begun, so why would he die?

   As time goes by, and autumn is gradually getting colder, people gradually realize that this short and pale autumn has really replaced summer.

   Ping An Orphanage.

   The children's laughter continued.

   "Miss Shen, you are here." The dean's aged voice sounded with a kind smile, "The children are playing, come with me quickly."

  Shen Siyue nodded slightly, she comes here every week as a volunteer, she likes the innocence and freshness of children very much, but unfortunately her broken body is doomed to die early.

  Shen Siyue has no other wishes, but only hopes that Shen Qingzhuo can live in this world safely and healthily and live his unbridled life.

  The children were surrounded by a thin figure whose white shirt seemed to glow.

   Shen Siyue was slightly startled, she didn't expect to see him here.

   "That's Mr. Tan." The dean's eyes were kind and sincere. He had been here for more than ten years and treated the children very well.

  She has lived for nearly 80 years, and her eyes are still very accurate. His eyes are very soft when he looks at the child, and there is a moment of pure land in his eyes.

   Sigh.

  There are nine out of ten people in this world who are regretful.

   "Grandma Dean." Tan Junxi saw them, his eyes were hidden under the silver mirror lenses, and his thin lips spit out a sweet address: "Siyue."

   Meditation Yue's heart beat abruptly, and she lowered her eyes, feeling ashamed of what she had just thought.

   She had only been here for a month, and she thought Tan Junxi was here because of her.

   Too many things will break everyone's views and definitions of him time and time again.

  People have a dark side, and they must also have a sunny side.

   He is really contradictory, breaking the thoughts of Meditation Month on him time and time again.

   They spent a day in the orphanage.

The afternoon sun was warm and bright. He sat quietly on the grass, seemingly isolated from all the excitement around him. The little girl stumbled towards him, bumped directly into Tan Junxi, and showed him the flowers in her hand: " Flowers! For brother! It's beautiful!"

The unhealed rib was in severe pain. Tan Junxi's expression remained the same, and he did not push her away. He lowered his eyes and kissed the petals, and then made a beautiful wreath for the little girl. On: "Go and play."

   "Thank you brother!" The child expressed his liking in a naive and pure way, and kissed his side face on tiptoe.

  The world of children is always simple.

  If you are good to me, I will be good to you.

  Tan Junxi is good to them, so my brother is the best person in this world.

My brother has been with them for many years. He comes every month, gives them the sweetest candy, countless snacks and toys, takes them to the doctor, tells bedtime stories, makes garlands, origami airplanes, forever. Gentle and silent.

   There is no one better than the elder brother except for the dean's grandma.

   Shen Siyue stared at him in a daze, and when he looked at her, she lowered her eyes in a hurry.

  Tan Junxi laughed, and when there were no children around, he walked up to her and lifted her chin.

   "Siyue, I'm serious." His tone was low and bewitching, his eyes were pure black, and he slowly approached her lips.

   The breath is close at hand.

  Meditation Moon froze. At that moment, he thought about a lot of pictures and didn't hide.

   His kiss finally landed on her earlobe.

   Shen Siyue seems to understand, Shen Qingzhuo's feeling.

   The night was dark, and he sent her home.

   No one has ever been so gentle to Shen Siyue, his gentleness is like poison, she can't resist.

   "Don't live with your brother?" Tan Junxi asked.

   Shen Siyue shook his head: "He is usually busy."

   "You brothers and sisters have a good relationship." Tan Junxi held her hand, and his tone was so calm that it was like chatting, "Did you live abroad when you were young?"

   The cordon in Shen Siyue's heart was pulled to the maximum. When she was young, things were nightmares and scales, and she was always inhumane: "Don't talk about my brother."

   Shen Qingzhuo is too important to her, she dare not talk about Shen Qingzhuo casually, for fear that it will give some people an opportunity.

   "I just want to know more about you." Tan Junxi's voice was a little low, "I don't know your parents, so I feel very insecure."

   There is something about him, a sense of brokenness.

   Shen Siyue felt a little guilty, hesitated for a long time, and whispered something that made Tan Junxi suddenly raise his eyes.

   "My parents...both died."

   The journey was unexpectedly quiet, and he took her downstairs and left.

It was already very late when Tan Junxi walked back. He was walking alone on the open road, the smile on his lips gradually faded, and the feeling of nausea surged up. On the ground, holding on to the tree, he vomited in the dark!

   In the end, I couldn't spit out anything, only the twitching retching of my stomach.

Tan Junxi wiped his lower lip with his hands, his psychological disgust far outweighed his physical disgust. He felt disgusted when touched, and his whole body was shivering with cold. The words that Shen Siyue had said echoed in his mind, intertwined with Shen Qingzhuo's voice. Pull him back to the drowning depths.

   Fingers subconsciously pinched the unhealed knife wound on his arm, the wound cracked, extremely terrifying, and he felt a trace of reason in the pain.

How could    be dead?

how is this possible!

  What is the purpose of everything you have done over the years? !

   is a joke.

Tan Junxi sat quietly on the ground, leaning against the tree, his white shirt was stained with blood, looking at the sky in the distance, the boundless darkness swallowed it up, he suddenly wanted to laugh, but also felt a heavy sadness, the bottom of his eyes was faintly watery .

  Cat has nine lives.

   he, no, can, can, die!

   (end of this chapter)