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Chapter 23 Confession

92.

When Xu Zhixiao returned to the room, Wang Qian had just finished taking a shower, wearing a simple T-shirt and trousers, standing by the bed, wiping his hair with a towel.

Before changing, Xu Zhixiao had already blushed and spurted blood.

But after living together for half a year, he has become so familiar with Wang Qian's picture of going out of the bath that he can directly trace it in his mind, and he has long practiced the ability to face the beauty without showing any emotion.

Xu Zhixiao walked to his bed, took out a small medicine bottle from his bag, and handed it to Wang Qian, "Senior Brother, I'll bring you some medicine to understand alcohol, you can take two."

Wang Qian didn't look at him, but said lightly, "No need."

Then he sat directly on the bed, turned on the laptop, and read it intently.

Xu Zhixiao withdrew his hand and couldn't help but look at his expression.

He didn't know if he was thinking too much, but he always felt that Wang Qian seemed a little weird.

After thinking for a while, Xu Zhixiao asked again: "Brother, are you feeling unwell? I'll pour you a glass of hot water."

This time, Wang Qian's answer was shorter than last time, "No need."

Xu Zhixiao was stunned.

From the time I met him to the present, this seemed to be the first time that Wang Qian rejected him.

This idea seemed to come out of nowhere, but as soon as it appeared, it occupied all his thoughts.

He stood there silent for a while, then took his pajamas, turned and walked into the bathroom.

93.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

Wang Qian stared at the file on the computer for a while, but found that he didn't read a single word, so he simply closed the file.

Then, his hand paused for a while, and he quickly opened another folder stored deep in the E drive.

It's full of photos—

On the playground, he was wearing a camouflage training uniform, standing in front of the team, giving lectures to the freshmen with a serious face;

In the corridor of the teaching building, he was carrying a bag on one shoulder, making a phone call while walking, frowning slightly;

On the basketball court, wearing the uniform of the School of Automation, he jumped high and blocked the opponent's shot;

At the flag-raising ceremony, he carried the national flag and led the neat national flag squad, walking towards him;

At the graduation ceremony, he and the principal shook hands with a smile. This should be the first photo of the "Lingnan University's two high school students"...

The angle, light, and focal length of each photo are all just right, showing the superb skills of the photographer.

And these are all just to highlight the same person.

Wang Qian slowly flipped through the photos that he had seen countless times, and the restlessness in his heart finally calmed down.

94.

The sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped, and after a while, Xu Zhixiao opened the door and walked out.

He hung up the changed clothes in the closet, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and then walked directly to Wang Qian's bedside.

Wang Qian raised his head and looked at him.

Xu Zhixiao pursed his lips slightly, staring at him with the same obstinate eyes, and put his hands on his sides, but unconsciously clenched into fists.

The two stared at each other in silence for ten seconds.

Finally, Wang Qian was ready to break the deadlock first.

But just as he opened his mouth, Xu Zhixiao said the first sentence first, "Brother."

Wang Qian shut his mouth, looked at him, and waited for the next sentence.

Xu Zhixiao suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes again, as if without any emotion, he said: "I want to tell you something, I hope you can listen to me rationally. At least Don't interrupt me until I'm done, and don't-"

He paused, his tone suddenly became difficult, even trembling slightly, "... angry with me."

Wang Qian's heart suddenly shrank.

In just a split second, countless flashbacks flashed through his mind, each picture was as clear as if it happened yesterday——

Holding the camera, Xu Zhixiao pretended to be secretly taking pictures of him;

Xu Zhixiao had a stiff expression, stammering and calling his senior brother;

Just after Xu Zhixiao finished his daze, there was still a blank look on his face;

Xu Zhixiao rubbed his hair, subconsciously wanted to laugh but tried hard to restrain himself, blushing unbearably;

Xu Zhixiao looked at him sideways, with those moist and soft eyes, begging for mercy silently;

Standing in front of the washing machine, Xu Zhixiao pursed her lips, meticulously distinguishing the appearance of each piece of clothing...

There are also those photos, which carry the accumulated, quiet and persistent thoughts of one person for another.

"Brother, actually I—"

"Xu Zhixiao." Wang Qian suddenly cut off Xu Zhixiao's words.

He threw away the computer on his lap, turned over and got off the bed, stood in front of Xu Zhixiao, looked directly into his moist and bright eyes, and said seriously: "There is something I must tell you first."

"I like you for a long time."

The author has something to say: spoof small theater:

Wang Qian: (sincerely) "I like you for a long time."

Xu Zhixiao: (Stay) "..."

Wang Qian: (petting and helpless) "Okay, I'm sorry to interrupt you. But, you have already done the thing of liking, so it's my turn to confess? I'm also attacking, how can I always Is it to let the daughter-in-law take the initiative?"

Xu Zhixiao: (blushing in embarrassment) "Well, brother..."

Wang Qian: (Gently expecting) "Huh?"

Xu Zhixiao: (Don't dare to look at each other, the voice is quieter than a mosquito) "Actually, what I want to say... When I just came out of the shower, I accidentally touched your cup, causing your toothbrush to fall into the toilet..."

Wang Qian: (petrochemical) "..."

Xu Zhixiao: (ashamed) "I'm sorry, brother..."