strayed into the world

After a few minutes, Qing Che packed up the pieces and returned to the dining room.With lowered eyes, his complexion was much paler than before, and became more transparent under the golden light.Walking to the seat, he glanced at Quan Ce uneasily, just in time to meet those smiling silver eyes, and couldn't help trembling.Feeling the temperature on his face suddenly rising, Qing Che quickly withdrew his gaze.I don't know what happened to Quance? ... Before Qing Che had time to think, he heard the man's order not to be angry and arrogant,

"Come here, sit here." Right next to Boss Zhang.Qing Che hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in response,

"Yes." Even if he wanted him to die at this moment, he was powerless to resist.

Boss Zhang readily accepted Quan Ce's kindness, and the presence of a beauty by his side was just what he wanted.The gentleman opened the chair for Qing Che, and his words of apology were full of unconcealed hospitality,

"I was too abrupt just now and scared Qingche. Are you okay?"

How could it be all right! … Xiao Nai cursed angrily while looking at that pale little face.

"No, it's okay, it's my fault..."

As he spoke, Qing Che took a peek at Quan Ce, who was sitting opposite him, and saw that he was full of smiles. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with his answer.

So the dinner continued in an ambiguous and weird atmosphere. Throughout the night, Qing Che's food was tasteless, and he hardly moved his mouth. Boss Zhang kept adding vegetables to his bowl, which made him at a loss and couldn't refuse.Otherwise, he would stare straight at himself, ask Quan Ce for help, but was pushed back by his indifference and ignorance.He knows that the whole strategy is to deliberately embarrass him, he always likes to tease him unscrupulously, trample on his self-esteem, as long as possible, he would like to use any opportunity to hurt himself.

Forget it, I gave up, my untreated fingers hurt even when holding chopsticks.After not eating much, my stomach started to hurt.But he couldn't leave early, because he was afraid that Quan Ce would get angry again, and he was also afraid that he would hurt himself again.Qing Che procrastinated until the end when everyone left the dining room.When Quan Ce came back to pick up his coat later, he found that the rice in the pouring bowl was still intact, and his eyes fell on the pair of white chopsticks. He didn't notice it until he picked it up, and found that it was stained with blood spots. .A trace of doubt flashed in his silver eyes, then he put down his chopsticks and walked out of the dining room.

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Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already three o'clock in the morning.Quan Ce must have fallen asleep.Qing Che got off the bed because she was afraid of making noise, so she walked barefoot on the icy floor, and the cold spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body.Gently opened the door and went out, went downstairs, to the living room, then to the dining room, and finally to the kitchen, all the way carefully so as not to make any noise.After finally walking to the kitchen, only a weak wall lamp was turned on, and Qing Che skillfully found the location of the medicine box. He was already familiar with these things.In three years, this medicine box became his friend and spent countless similar nights with him.Healing himself seems to take up much of his life.

Loneliness bloomed in the wound, but at this moment, he didn't know that a dark shadow outside the door silently watched everything in the light, and he didn't know how long he stood there and when he left.