Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Qin Ting'an's voice drew all eyes to Qin Ting'an.

Everyone knows that grandma is the one who loves Qin Ting'an the most. When grandma is dead, why doesn't Qin Ting'an cry?
The adult's gaze fell on his body like a needle prick, Qin Ting'an felt as if he was frozen, numb, without any reaction, just looked at grandma like that.

"That's right, Qin Ting'an, why don't you cry?" Lin Zhinan turned to look at Qin Ting'an, broke down emotionally, and pinched Qin Ting'an's arm.

If it would let her vent.

Qin Ting'an accepted everything calmly.

Eye sockets are sore.

but.

Not a single tear can fall.

in front of people.

In the middle of the night, the adults were busy with the funeral matters.

Qin Ting'an hid in the room alone and wept until he couldn't make a sound, but he tightly covered his mouth and did not make a sound.

Are you sad?

sad.

But she seems to be suffering from a strange disease.

In any case, he couldn't show it in front of people.

"do not Cry."

A sigh fell, and a clear voice sounded from behind.

He comes from afar.

Thousands of miles away.

Qin Ting'an knew it was him, she choked up, her voice hoarse: "Grandma is gone."

"I will accompany you." The Mr. Doll behind him said calmly and calmly, "You can call me Ji Yanli, of course..."

Ji Yanli paused for a moment, and chose the most acceptable fairy tale for a little human girl, "You can also treat me as a guardian angel."

That night, they sat quietly until dawn.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, and the large sea of ​​clouds was dyed with golden light, as if it was right under your feet.

...

Have you ever heard of the myth.

Ji Yanli came from hundreds of millions of light years later.

That is a place too far away.

Flowers are blooming there, elves are gathering, singing the Book of Songs and praising the protection.

Every elf will meet his guardian object one day.

We call it, destiny.

Accidentally falling to light-years ago, Ji Yanli was exceptionally calm, and all the calm life kicked off from that snowy night.

All right.

He met.

Before that, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about how to go back, but on the day he followed the little girl home, he already understood that he would never go back.

he will be here.

Accompanying a human being through life, old age, sickness and death.

Longevity.

...

...

Ten years later.

Haicheng is a coastal city, in the far south.

I just experienced a tsunami, the air is humid, and my breath is slightly salty.

Jiangbei University.

Qin Ting'an had just returned to the dormitory, and his roommate slid lazily across the chair, gnawing on potato chips: "I'm going to see your brother again. Please, your brother is too kind to you!"

Qin Ting'an smiled, holding four cups of milk tea in his hands, his finger bones were white and thin, and a red string was tied around his wrist, which further accentuated his tender skin: "Milk tea, do you want to drink?"

"drink!!"

A few roommates rushed over and divided the three cups of milk tea in an instant.

Qin Ting'an raised his eyebrows, taking it for granted, sat on the chair and turned on the computer to read the pre-examination materials.

She wore a very clean white hoodie, white suits her best, she has a small frame, black hair, long hair, slapped face, so beautiful that it is spotless, and those eyes are the most beautiful.

The roommate was amazed: "We heard that Ann is so beautiful, we don't know who will be cheaper in the future."

Qin Ting'an was stunned, and was in a trance for a moment, because we heard the word "An", she didn't think about other things, and said with a smile: "Let's think about how you can avoid failing the exam."

The roommate groaned: "Sister Xueba, save me!!"