Qiao Luo saw Qin Chen walking towards him slowly, briskly, and heard him call "Mom" to Qin's mother beside him.

Qin's mother walked proudly beside the two with light makeup on her face and left.

Qin Chen pulled Qiao Luo aside and asked softly, "Did you have a good chat with Mom?"

"Auntie cares about you very much. I told her about you, and she was very happy." Qiao Luo hesitated, "Why don't you stay at home for a few more days."

They originally planned to stay in Qin's villa for one night and drive to work together the next day. Now Qiao Luo hesitated. He sincerely hoped that Qin Chen could stay at home for a few more days and spend more time with Qin's father and mother.

Qin Chen immediately vetoed it: "No need." Looking up, Qin Chen's eyes were filled with soft light, "You should change your name to Mom."

Qiao Luo's face was hot, he hesitated and said: "It's not good."

"What's wrong." Qin Chen stared at him amusedly, "Haven't you gotten used to it after being together for so long?"

Jolo stopped talking.

In the evening, Qiao Luo stayed in Qin Chen's room.

The layout of the room is simple and clear, the overall style is cold and atmospheric, and the light is abundant. When you open the curtains, you can see the lush forests in the distance.

Qiao Luo looked for various surprises in the room like digging a treasure.He took a book from the shelf beside him and found that it was a high school textbook.Qiao Luo opened one of the pages, and the handwriting on the book was vigorous and powerful. He could even imagine the picture of Qin Chen writing these words in high school.

The handsome young man with green eyes, wearing a school uniform, sat alone at the desk, taking notes on the book stroke by stroke, focused and serious.

Suddenly, I was so jealous. I didn't meet Qin Chen earlier. Qiao Luo stroked the handwriting lightly with his fingers, and could vaguely feel the master's touch when he wrote the pen.

If they had met earlier, the relationship between him and Qin Chen would have been different, Qiao Luo believed.

Qin Chen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Qiao Luo holding his high school textbook with a troubled face, wiping his hair, and asked, "What are you thinking, with a troubled face?"

Qiao Luo sat cross-legged on the carpet, slumped the textbook on his lap, and said in a depressed voice, "I wish I had met you earlier."

Qin Chen's expression froze for a moment. If Qiao Luo met him in high school, he might not talk to him.After all, he has always disliked flamboyant faces.

In high school, he was so arrogant that he looked down on the people around him, and no one could change what he was determined to do.

If Qiao Luo met him at that time, he would probably be injured.Qin Chen thought, it's better to meet now.

So Qin Chen said: "No, you will get hurt."

Qiao Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You underestimate me too much, so I'm sure I'll be the one who gets hurt."

"It's because I was hurt." Qin Chen's eyes were gentle, "I feel sorry for you being hurt."

Qiao Luo's face was dripping red.

As time passed day by day, all the leaves of the broad-leaved forest outside the villa fell to the ground. The branches were slender and swayed with the cold wind. When it snowed for a while, the branches were covered with white snow. ice and snow world.

The day before going abroad for a trip, Qiao Luo was at a loss for what to do with the messy suitcase in front of him, but it was Qin Chen who was careful and thoughtful and helped him pack the luggage one by one.

Qiao Luo remembered that the weather was fine that day, and the sun shone warmly on his body. He carried his suitcase and walked out of the villa. Qin Chen waited for him quietly, and the light fell on him, making his eyes picturesque.

Many years later, he and Qin Chen traveled all over the world and traveled several times, but none of them left a deep impression on him this time.

The author has something to say: This article is over here, and there will be a sub-cp episode tomorrow.The period has been interrupted for a long time, I am ashamed of ing(╥╯^╰╥), the stupid author here thanks everyone for their perseverance.

In addition, the new Wenqiu is pre-ordered, it will be opened at the end of the month or the beginning of May!I will save the outline of the manuscript code and try my best to update it daily, guaranteed by the integrity of the stupid author!

The 22-year-old trainee Ye Xize fought his last battle to participate in the talent show "The Birth of an Idol", but was blocked by his powerful enemy Xie Jun

Ye Xize, who is determined to make a successful debut and climb to the pinnacle of his life, regards Xie Jun as a strong enemy and is vigilant against every small move of the other party.

Xie Jun dismissed this as a clown.

So this fiery autumn, on the stage of "The Birth of an Idol", a series of passionate (?) passionate stories of young people chasing their dreams were staged.

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Xie Fan: Advise a certain family not to have a face as big as a pot, and how dare you become an idol just because your family cooks that ugly face?

Other home fans: Eat melons and eat melons

Passerby: Well, ask me weakly, does anyone eat Ye Xie cp?

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