I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

The breeze blew across the windowsill, bringing the fragrance of flowers, but also brought a tsunami to Jiang Huashan.

She was stunned by Shen Qingyu's words "Do you know how hard it is for me to pretend?" and her head was buzzing.

She opened her eyes wide as if she was meeting Shen Qingyu for the first time, "I don't know what you're talking about. Why don't you go out and calm down? If you think it through, maybe..."

"What else do you want to think?" Shen Qingyu hated her denial to the extreme. Gnashing his teeth, he spoke as if in revenge, "You're the one I dream about, how could it be fake?"

boom--

Jiang Huashan's rationality finally collapsed, and she subconsciously moved back, "Shen Qingyu, are you perverted?!"

"Pervert?" Shen Qingyu chuckled, with a hint of bitterness in his voice, "I also think I am a pervert, so I try not to be a pervert! But what is the reality? The reality is that you like perverts!"

He leaned over, his eyes fixed on her like chains, not allowing her to escape. "Since Shen Guiling can do it, why can't I? I demand fair competition."

"...I..." Jiang Huashan was shocked and angry. After hearing the last sentence, he covered his forehead and wanted to curse, but ended up laughing. "Shen Qingyu, are you sick?"

Shen Qingyu raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't you just like sick people?"

"......" Jiang Huashan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "You already know everything, don't you? Shen Guiling and I are already together."

"It's not important." Shen Qingyu interrupted her directly, "We can be together or we can be apart. I can give you everything that Shen Guiling can give you, and I can also give you what he can't give you. He is not your only choice."

Jiang Huashan had never seen such a straightforward poaching attempt before, and for a moment she was really overwhelmed. She covered her head and waved her hands, "No, this is too immoral."

"Morality?" Shen Qingyu frowned. What morals were there in a brother-sister relationship? He thought about it and said reluctantly, "Then how about this. One, three, and five are mine, and two, four, and six are his. You can choose after you've compared them."

The expression on Jiang Huashan's face was completely frozen.

She even wondered if she was hallucinating because she was so frightened that she could understand every word, but when they were put together, she couldn't comprehend their meaning. She blinked and blinked again, trying to find a trace of a joke on Shen Qingyu's handsome but paranoid face.

No.

Not even a tiny bit.

In those deep almond-shaped eyes, there was only almost crazy seriousness and a kind of desperate and stubborn expectation.

Shen Qingyu really agreed with this absurd plan and was waiting for her "adoption".

"You..." Jiang Huashan opened her mouth, her voice dry and tight. She raised her hand and pointed at her ear, then at Shen Qingyu, "Say it again? I just... seemed to have heard it wrong."

Shen Qingyu looked at her completely dumbfounded expression without even a frown. His tone was as calm as if he was discussing the weather, but the content was still shocking: "I say, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday are mine, Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday are his. You can rest on Sunday, or...you can choose."

He even "thoughtfully" offered a Sunday option.

&34;......&34;Jiang Huashan was completely speechless.

She took a deep breath, stood up, picked up another pillow on the bed and threw it at Shen Qingyu, "Are you mentally ill?"

This time, it hit him dozens of times in a row. Shen Qingyu didn't dodge or evade, letting the soft pillow hit his body and face again and again, without even blinking. Only when Jiang Huashan's strength was exhausted and he stopped panting did he slowly raise his eyes.

In those almond-shaped eyes that always had a rebellious look, there was now a kind of darkness that was almost broken.

He looked at her cheeks flushed with anger, and his voice was as hoarse as if it had been sanded: "Even so..."

He paused, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty, "...I still don't have a chance, do I?"

The question was asked very softly, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Huashan's heart.

All her movements stopped instantly. With a soft "clang" sound, the pillow in her hand slipped and fell to the floor, raising a fine cloud of dust.

The anger on Jiang Huashan's face was replaced by a huge surprise, because she had never seen such an expression on Shen Qingyu's face.

He broke through his strong, paranoid and even rogue shell, revealing an almost humble plea.

The room fell into deathly silence.

Shen Qingyu slowly stood up. He didn't approach her, but just stood there, his eyes fixed on her face. "What do you like about him? That face? Or that scoundrel heart? Or do you think he can stay with you?"

He took a step forward, his eyes almost devout, "But that's all fake. He's not the same as you see him. He can't accompany you. He will leave one day, but I won't. I can always be with you."

Jiang Huashan stared at his red eyes in a daze. She opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't utter a word.

Does she know what Shen Qingyu is talking about?

Shen Qingyu vaguely guessed Shen Guiling's secret. He was worried that she would be hurt and deceived, so even though she might hate him, he still wanted to wake her up.

But Shen Qingyu didn't know that she had always known the truth about Shen Guiling.

&34;…&34;

*

Outside the chrysanthemum garden.

When Shen Guiling hurried over, Shen Lanxi had already asked Gao Zhi to subdue Gu He.

The two men's eyes met in the air, and silent smoke spread instantly.

Zhang Ru didn't understand what was going on. She was thinking about Jiang Huashan, so she took a step forward and was about to push the door open when there was a "creak" and the gate was opened from the inside.

Shen Qingyu came out.

"Master Qingyu?" Zhang Ru was stunned for a moment. Without thinking, she pushed Shen Qingyu aside and rushed directly to the embroidery building.

Shen Qingyu twisted his neck lazily and looked up to meet the gazes of the two people outside the door. He pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing his signature arrogance and sarcasm, "What are you looking at? A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way~"

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I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family~