Duan Shuce couldn't help laughing, then glanced at Ye Qingliu who was sitting there quietly.
So why did I see you so attentive to Ye Qingliu every day, your eyes glued to him? It turns out you were overflowing with maternal love. You raised him like a son!
If that's the case, then Ye Qingliu was raised by both of them. Doesn't that mean he's half of Ye Qingliu's father? It suddenly felt so funny.
If Ye Qingliu knew what they were thinking, he would definitely roll his eyes at them without mercy: So I think you two are friends, but one of you wants to be my dad and the other wants to be my mom!
If Yan Yu knew about this, he would definitely get involved.
Receiving Duan Shuce's strange gaze, Ye Qingliu gave him a look of incomprehension.
The next person to be transferred was Qi Zhetao. He also did not choose Dare or Dare, but chose Truth or Dare.
He randomly drew a card from Yan Yu. On it were a few short lines of text: [Confess your feelings to someone you like, without mentioning their name.]
"Can I have another one?"
Qi Zhetao asked.
"Can."
So he put it back and after a while he drew the same card again.
"Since you've been smoked, just accept your fate, Zhe Tao."
"Maybe it's fate's guidance."
"That's a good question, though."
Qi Zhetao didn't understand what it meant to be moved, and he still doesn't quite understand it now. Being moved is a concept that anyone can define, and anyone can add their own emotions to it.
His hands were stained with too much blood, and he couldn't tell the difference between liking and loving. The book said that when you meet a special person, your heartbeat will unconsciously and uncontrollably speed up, and your mind will always think about this person.
Qi Zhetao slowly closed his eyes and began to think about everything silently in his mind.
What flashed through his mind was the scene when Ye Qingliu taught him how to cook. At that time, in the kitchen where the sun was shining, he turned around and smiled while wearing an apron...
He seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, and his heartbeat did not speed up, but stopped.
“The person I like is a very nice person.”
"I won't confess my feelings, I'll just take the punishment."
Qi Zhetao sat down and drank his wine in big gulps, as if only in this way could he truly release the emotions deep in his heart.
Yan Yu looked at Qi Zhetao and didn't try to persuade him.
"Okay, let's all clink our glasses."
"Yeah, okay."
"cheers!!"
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