Don't slag me, it doesn't work

talking.

It doesn’t matter if you are late, you don’t want to watch it, you don’t want to eat it, just go, there’s still time (sincerely)

Embarrassing, not allowed to post if it is less than 167.

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sunrise.

The car is driving on the road and is crossing the bridge, and the neon lights on both sides change colors.

Qin Ye is in the driver's seat, and you sit on the side and take a nap.

There is not too loud back rock in a small space, the atmosphere is just right, and it is a very good night.

You had a dream, it was grotesque, and when you woke up, you glanced at him, it was his profile, the tide rose and fell, and the world was rising and leveling.

This endless road seems to have no end, it spreads to the sea level, there are no cars on both sides, it is almost morning, everyone is sleeping, and you are waking up.

The author has something to say:

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sunrise.

The car is driving on the road and is crossing the bridge, and the neon lights on both sides change colors.

Qin Ye is in the driver's seat, and you sit on the side and take a nap.

There is not too loud back rock in a small space, the atmosphere is just right, and it is a very good night.

You had a dream, it was grotesque, and when you woke up, you glanced at him, it was his profile, the tide rose and fell, and the world was rising and leveling.

This endless road seems to have no end, it spreads to the sea level, there are no cars on both sides, it is almost morning, everyone is sleeping, and you are waking up.

Yoyo's background sound was playing, and you called him out of the drowsiness of just waking up.

"Qin Ye."

"Hmm." His nasal voice was heavy, and he responded lightly.

"I dreamed of you."

"yes."

"Yeah, you dreamed of a trumpet, be good."

You rolled your eyes, trying to tease him.The man holding the steering wheel raised his lower lip, unable to see his expression clearly.

"It's okay to be good, it's bad."

"As expected of you, you'll scold yourself when you become ruthless."

Qin Ye chuckled and didn't answer.

You looked at him sideways, and tentatively asked, "Did you have a hard time before?"

"I dreamed about my miserable past."

Qin Ye didn't care much about it, and even spoke a little jokingly.He didn't spend too much emotion on the word "before", and his eyes never showed the slightest hesitation.

In the dead of night, you didn't answer his words, and lowered your voice very low, "If I say that I have read your story, from God's perspective, would you believe me?"

"letter."

You glanced at him and murmured:

"Why are you so calm?"

After turning the steering wheel more than once, Qin Ye smiled and said:

"Otherwise, how should I respond? God, tell me, let's do it all over again."

You lean back on the chair and turn your head. The side face of that person is backlit, the shadows are just right, and there are scattered light strings in the distance. He is in the sporadic.

"God doesn't want to say it anymore, God is obsessed with male sex wholeheartedly."

I was unhappy in the past, it is better not to mention it.

After driving for a long time, the prosperity on both sides has disappeared for a while, and now there is only deserted and remote, the iron box is parked, surrounded by piles of earth and rocks, and weeds are overgrown.

You want to watch for a while longer, Qin Ye smiled and raised his hand to press your head, turning it gently.

"Okay, you're here to watch the sunrise."

"You look better." You said with emotion, "It's just that you have too many stars beside the sun, but it doesn't matter, I don't mind, I won by surprise, I am the champion, and I get the moon first when I am close to the water."

Qin Ye didn't speak, but just glanced at you.

"Look at me babbling so much, how about saying something nice and fulfilling the three-year-old God?"

His voice is calm, and he teases you straightforwardly: "Something nice."

"……Can."

"Are you still listening?"

"I don't want to listen anymore, I am humble and have recognized the reality."

The morning sun was rising, and the red and golden rays were dyed on the clouds. The light was cast through the car window and fell on his face. Qin Ye's voice was just right.

"If what you said is true, it would be more appropriate for us to change our identities."

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Girl who wears books x male protagonist without CP

He's just one of many, many stories you've read

Qin Ye won't be tired of talking about love

But he's here, you're the sun in the center of the world

A certain distance, will not get close, and will never leave