CHAPTER 7

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 In Ji Qin's dream, the Ze'an he loves is always by his side.

    In other words, he had always firmly believed that Ze'an would come back, so he endured the days when he continued to see me up and down, and endured a me who had a completely different personality from his lover but used the same body.

    Did I cry...

    I slowly stroked my cheek, it was indeed wet.

    I haven't cried for a long time. Since I was a child, I have always been an optimist. Of course, I have cried a lot for some unsatisfactory things in life, but never like now, the sadness has been huge and invisible.

    Ji Qin suddenly held my hand and murmured: "Don't cry, Ze'an."

    I stared at him with tears in my eyes. Is he talking to me? He is not, no one is, everyone wants to talk to fake Ze'an through the shell, no one can see my sadness.

    Ji Qin looked at me and sighed: "Don't be so sad, Ze'an...I'm so sad too."

    After finishing speaking, he leaned down and kissed me again.

    This time it was no longer just a simple kiss of lips, his tongue was entangled with mine tenderly, perhaps because he felt my tears, his movements became softer after a slight pause, as if to appease.

    It was clearly the moment I dreamed of...

    so I slowly closed my eyes.

    When I woke up that day, Ji Qin was still hugging me tightly, I was a little overwhelmed, and more seemed to be an unreal sense of happiness.

    Pretend it's an ordinary morning.

    Ji Qin and I, whom I have always liked, fell asleep hugging each other like a pair of ordinary lovers, and then I woke up first, tracing the outline of the sleeping lover who was close by with my eyes little by little, praying that this moment would last forever.

    until he wakes up.

    My own dream was also shattered the moment Ji Qin spoke.

    "It's you?" Ji Qin met my obsessed gaze, and instantly woke up, his handsome brows frowned, as if disgusted.

    I stepped back a little unconsciously, and smiled: "Morning."

    Ji Qin stopped looking at me, got up silently, changed his clothes, and prepared to leave.

    Is it going to go back to the time when he regarded it as air before?

    I was a little flustered, and hurriedly called him: "Wait, Ji Qin..."

    He paused for a while, but didn't stop.

    "Why do you like the previous Ze'an so much?" I gritted my teeth and continued, "He and I have the same body, but I have been treating you all the time..." "I was drunk yesterday." Ji Qin

    interrupted me.

    I got stuck in an instant, not knowing whether I should continue to confess my love.

    "When I'm awake, I can recognize the difference between you at a glance. You are two people." He said, "I hope you don't mention him again."

    I gave a dumbfounded oh.

    He hesitated.

    "If... I gave you some illusion yesterday, I hope you don't take it to heart."

    I smiled stiffly: "I... know."

    Ji Qin stopped talking, changed his clothes and left the bedroom, the door opened It was gently closed, and I was quietly left inside, everything was so logical.

    I suddenly wanted to talk to Fake Ze'an. I had never met him, but I felt that I was already familiar with him.

    Fake Ze'an and Ji Qin have been together for so long, how did he feel when I forcibly squeezed him out of this sentence? He must be... sad too.

    And seeing my face every day, knowing that Ji Qin is not his lover, he is still suffering and strong, and it is not easy for him.

    Suddenly realized that maybe I was the one to go.

    People really shouldn't be self-indulgent

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