Chapter 932 Childhood Sweetheart Won't Let Childhood Sweetheart Get the BE Script 66
The girl's unease was almost overflowing, and she nervously twisted her hands on her lap.
Xie Yingfeng raised an eyebrow, picked up the glass water pitcher on the table, and asked casually, "Would you like some water?"
Song Jinhuan glanced at him and said, "Okay."
Xie Yingfeng carried the water to her side and sat down. He tilted his head back and took a sip, his voice becoming clear and melodious.
"Why aren't you calling me by my name anymore?" He observed the girl discreetly.
Song Jinhuan took a sip of water and, quick-witted, said, "Someone saw you being asked out by a girl."
To be honest, she didn't figure out the reason either.
"You think I accepted their confession? That's why you're calling me 'brother'?" The boy's voice was calm, but his peach blossom eyes stared at her with a half-smile.
A sense of crisis enveloped Song Jinhuan.
It's as if whatever she says will be wrong.
She took another sip without saying a word.
Xie Yingfeng took it as tacit agreement, and her blood rushed to her head, but she could only suppress it and maintain a calm facade.
"The person who contacted me was Jiang Cha. We talked for about half an hour and then I left."
"Although we were in the same private room, we were very far apart."
"However, she said a lot of nonsensical things."
Song Jinhuan was startled. "What did you say?"
Xie Yingfeng smiled and shook her head. "She actually said that we are all characters created by her, and that she comes from another world."
Song Jinhuan's eyes widened in shock. "Three catties! How could Jiang Cha even say that! Has she gone mad?!"
Sanjin: "Host, hold on!"
Song Jinhuan swallowed hard, then put on her best acting skills and chuckled, "That's hilarious, how could that be?"
"I didn't expect my brother to like this?"
Xie Yingfeng looked at her quietly.
Song Jinhuan felt extremely guilty.
After a long while, Xie Yingfeng finally said, "I'm not interested in these things."
“But she said that Tian Tian shouldn’t have been born. On my seventh birthday, you cried so hard to stop my parents’ car accident.” Xie Yingfeng put the words together.
Song Jinhuan's smile froze for a moment. "Brother, she likes you, of course she doesn't want me to exist in this world!"
"Besides, I've never been one to cry, okay? How could I possibly make a fuss on my brother's birthday!"
Xie Yingfeng noticed her unease, patted her head, and said with a smile, "Sweetie, don't mind her nonsense."
Song Jinhuan's unease did not lessen with his lighthearted reassurance; on the contrary, it intensified.
She couldn't see through Xie Yingfeng.
That night, Song Jinhuan tossed and turned in bed until the early hours of the morning before finally falling asleep.
Xie Yingfeng asked Sun Juncai to look up some things, and then listed out the general events that Jiang Cha had mentioned, and then matched them up little by little.
At 2:30 a.m., Xie Yingfeng received an email from Sun Juncai.
A ripple of emotion stirred in his indifferent eyes, which was eventually suppressed by darkness and covered by calm.
Desire to destroy the world: 90.
Song Jinhuan was startled awake and shuddered as she looked at the sudden surge of her world-destroying desire.
Help! What happened?!
It's the middle of the night, why isn't Xie Yingfeng asleep yet! Instead, he's going through a complicated inner struggle!
Song Jinhuan couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did, and she stayed up until dawn.
After quickly washing up, I came to the empty living room and felt a sense of relief for some reason.
She hurriedly took shoes out of the shoe cabinet, and just as she put one on, a male voice suddenly came from behind her, "Sweetie, you haven't had breakfast yet."
The shoe landed with a "thud".
Song Jinhuan suddenly turned around, leaned against the wall, and stammered, "Brother."
A boy in a beige tracksuit stared at the girl with a more aggressive gaze than ever before, and said with a faint smile, "Brother sounds nice, but I'd prefer your name to be Xie Yingfeng."
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