Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 397 Self-loathing
nourish?

What did you first encounter?

Qian Yu had some questions, but she didn't understand what was going on.

Qu Jianai looked at her, smiling a little.

She looked around carefully, as if she had found a perfect toy.

But when she thought that she had already cultivated it once, her newly raised interest immediately dissipated.

Sitting in front of the bar, she asked: "What do you want to know about the past?"

Qian Yu nodded, but looked around and said, "Isn't something inappropriate here?"

"Oh?" Qu Jianai said, "Why?"

Because you are a criminal and here is the female doctor lying here. What if you get caught again?
But this was actually not said out loud.

So Qianyu could only say apologetically: "I think it might be better to talk in that small room."

Qujian Ai did not refute, or even resist.

He just walked into the room and looked at Qian Yu who walked in: "How are you now?"

"Ah."

Qian Yu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She asked very respectfully: "Can you tell me something about the past?"

"Of course." Qu Jianai smiled, like a fox.

The eyes are crooked and the corners of the mouth are hooked.

Qianyu looked a little scared, but she still looked at Qujian Ai expectantly.

But Qujian Ai seemed to be teasing her and just said: "But why should I tell you?"

Qianyu didn't expect Qujian Ai to say this, and she couldn't think of a good reason even after thinking hard.

I could only say reluctantly: "Xia Tingfei asked me to find you."

"It turns out to be that bad boy." Qu Jianai touched the corners of his mouth and tilted his head as if thinking.

Qian Yu waited nervously, but after Qu Jian Ai thought hard for a long time, she still came to the same conclusion.

"There is still no reason or necessity for me to tell you what happened before."

She seemed to be teasing Qian Yu on purpose.

Qian Yu leaned against the wall weakly. She looked at Qu Jian Ai: "Really, can't you tell me? We are obviously friends."

Qujian Ai seemed to have heard some joke.

She covered her lips and laughed wildly: "Friend, it's such a strange word. Even if we are friends, but even so, my friend is Qian Yu before, not you now."

Qujian Ai stepped forward, pointed her finger on Qianyu's chest, and said softly: "All interpersonal relationships can only be called friends if they have experienced common memories. But you don't have any memories at all, and How could he be my friend?"

She couldn't help but smile.

Qian Yu bit her lip silently, and then said: "But after you told me about the past, didn't I just have the memory of the past?"

"No, no, no." Qu Jianai said: "Even if I tell you, you only know about me and the former Qian Yu, not that we have experienced such an experience. The so-called touching, the so-called friendship. They are all in It’s created by the memory and emotion of a certain moment.”

After all, Qian Yu had nothing to say. She looked at Qu Jian Ai and lowered her head in great distress.

The hair is also weak and hanging down limply.

She leaned against the wall, helpless.

The most painful thing in the world is probably losing to yourself.

There is no reason at all.

Her face was twisted in pain, and her expression was as heavy as black tide.

Qu Jianai looked at her and laughed again: "But it's not impossible for me to tell you about the past."

Qian Yu's eyes lit up and she looked at Qu Jian Ai: "What should I do?"

Qujian Ai thought carefully, as if considering how to make the best use of this.

Qianyu's heart became more and more uneasy with the silence of love between the songs.

In the end, when Qianyu was almost dizzy, Qujian Ai finally expressed her reason: "Don't shed tears for a week. If it can be done, I will tell you the past."

Qian Yu was stunned, not expecting that Qu Jian Ai would be the reason for the request.

She nodded heavily: "I will definitely do it."

Qu Jian Ai applauded: "Sure enough, you are a very good girl. So, I will tell you something from the past."

"What?" Qian Yu was surprised at first and then excited.

But he didn't see the almost malicious smile on Qu Jian'ai's face: "Your sister, what you said is completely correct. You have made an unforgivable mistake."

what?
Qian Yu was startled and took a few steps back in disbelief.

But his thin back had already hit the wall.

She said: "Really? Have I really done such a wrong thing?"

She simply couldn't believe it, because Xia Tingfei had said that Qujian Ai was the lowest and most evil existence. If she wanted to deceive herself, she would have no way to tell.

However, Qu Jianai just tilted her head and said, "You told me this yourself. I never lie about this kind of thing."

Qian Yu pursed her lips tightly and stared at Qu Jian Ai seriously.

It was as if I could find something to refute in her eyes.

But Qujian Ai's eyes were serious and sincere, making Qian Yu unable to refute.

Everything has pushed things to the worst possible stage.

"Have you really done that?"

She lowered her head, looked at her palms and murmured to herself.

These hands were slender and delicate, not like hands that had done something unforgivable.

However, the words of the woman who called her sister, and the words that Qu Jian loved to say, were firmly imprinted in her mind.

As if to shatter her last bit of luck.

She was unable to support her body and could only let her body slowly slide down like a puddle of mud.

Finally, she sat on the floor with her hands wrapped around her legs.

Cheeks buried in knees.

"Are you crying?" Qu Jianai looked at Qian Yu curiously.

However, Qianyu immediately raised his head and looked at Qujian Ai, with red eyes: "I'm not crying!" '

"Very good, please remember our agreement."

After Qu Jianai warned her like this, Shi Shiran walked out of the room.

Glancing at the sleeping female doctor, she smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

By the time Qianyu came out, Qujian Ai could no longer be seen.

She wandered to the bar like a zombie and almost bumped into the coffee machine next to it.

Hurrying to straighten the coffee machine, she walked backstage.

In the bathroom, she kept washing her face with ice water.

Intention to wake yourself up.

He raised his head, wet drops of water dripping from the tip of his hair.

Looking up at himself in the mirror, Qian Yu made up his mind: 'I must get back my own memory! If I persist this week, I will win. If I stick to this week, I'll get what I want to know! '

She gritted her teeth, wishing that this week would fly by immediately.

However, a week that used to feel like it was going extremely fast now feels like it has slowed down.

It seems to be extended and slowed down ten times!
On the first day, she felt extremely bored.

There were no customers in the cafe, so she could only stay in the cafe as if on pins and needles. Every minute and every second is like suffering.

The next day, she stood outside the door, wanting to go out for a walk.

There is really no way to endure this loneliness and boredom!
Even the female doctor is not here!

But she stood by the door, thinking over and over again.

He even pushed the door open, but his foot could not step out.

This cycle happened several times, but she still didn't go out.

Even the maid at the front desk looked at Qianyu curiously.

"Miss Qianyu, is there anything troublesome?"

Facing the maid's question, Qian Yu just smiled bitterly and shook her head: "No."

After saying that, she looked outside again, sighed slightly and returned to the second floor.

Sitting behind the bar, she looked at the extremely empty room and felt that she was getting more and more lonely.

And those maids are almost unable to communicate.

When there are no guests, they sit in the same place.

They don't chat with each other, let alone talk about other things.

On the third day, Qianyu had already become somewhat familiar with the place.

Even without anyone, she was used to it.

Anyway, by the afternoon, someone would arrive.

At that point, it’s just annoying.

With this in mind, she followed the example of other maids and sat in a chair in a daze.

She can't help but think about what she used to be like.

What mistake was made.

The more she thought about it, the more unbearable she felt.

In the afternoon, she finally saw Xia Tingfei and the others.

Qian Yu was exceptionally enthusiastic, even shocking the other girls.

On the fourth day, she thought it would be like before, with no guests at all.

But what I didn't expect was that a new guest came.

She is a girl who looks like a high school student, but the school uniform is not Qingchuan's school uniform.

Qian Yu glanced at her curiously and said, "Welcome, would you like some coffee?"

This girl is very energetic and wears a double low ponytail.

He was also carrying a small bag.

He looked around curiously, and after hearing Qian Yu's voice, he looked at Qian Yu.

Qian Yu smiled slightly at her.

The girl with the satchel was stunned.

Qianyu repeated what she just said, but she didn't think there was any trouble. After all, Qianyu was very happy now that someone was chatting with her.

The girl shouted "Ah" and pointed at Qianyu and said, "It's exactly what Weihua said. Sister Qianyu is indeed here."

Qian Yu was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the girl with the bag was the one who attracted her.

And the girl from before was actually named Weihua.

"It's a nice name, but she must be very angry and disappointed with me."

Qianyu thought a little guiltily.

Can't let this girl down.

Qianyu thought so, so she bowed slightly and said gently to the girl: "I am not Qianyu."

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, seemingly in disbelief.

Why would this person who looks exactly like Sister Qianyu deny that she is Sister Qianyu?
The girl with the bag frowned, as if she couldn't understand.

But then he suddenly realized: "You are indeed not Sister Qianyu. If you were Sister Qianyu, you would definitely not deny it."

The girl with the satchel said so.

Qian Yu seemed to have been hit hard and was a little sad.

But he still kept a smile on his face.

The girl with the bag walked to the bar and ordered a cup of coffee.

When watching Qianyu grinding coffee, the girl observed carefully.

"I don't have the neat temperament of Sister Qianyu, nor the reliable temperament of Sister Qianyu."

"She seems like an ordinary person, and she seems to be very lonely."

"Sister Asaba! You will never show such an expression."

The girl pursed her lips. The more it proved, the more she felt that the person in front of her who basically looked exactly like Qian Yu was not Sister Qian Yu.

"Eh--"

She couldn't help but sigh.

Qianyu handed the coffee to the girl with the bag, and she asked: "Can you tell me what you are worried about?"

The girl with the bag glanced at Qian Yu, maybe because they looked exactly the same.

She just said: "I want to find Sister Qianyu. You and Sister Qianyu look exactly the same, but you are not Sister Qianyu." '

Sighing, she said, "It would be great if you were Sister Qianyu."

Qianyu listened and asked silently: "Qianyu, what is it like?"

The girl with the shoulder bag became interested, and she said happily and proudly: "Sister Qianyu wants you to be more confident and more mature than you are." She is also stronger, and she will definitely not show any expression of sadness or loneliness. '

The girl with the bag was very confident. She commented on Qianyu: "Although you and Sister Qianyu are very similar, their temperaments are too different."

The girl shook her head: "Sister Qianyu is a very mature and reliable person."

As Qian Yu listened, she slowly felt sad in her heart.

She didn't know her past, but her current self was so different from her past self.

——Perhaps, I really don’t deserve the name Qian Yu.

Thinking like this, she almost cried!

But he immediately thought of his agreement with Qu Jian Ai, so he forcibly held back his tears.

Pursing his lips.

The girl with the bag looked at her and said, "Sister Qianyu, you will never cry! Absolutely not."

Qian Yu could only listen silently.

"She is our benefactor and our idol." The girl with the bag said, "If one day, we all want to be like Sister Qianyu!"

The girl with the bag said this, and she kept talking about Qianyu's previous advantages.

But Qian Yu bit her lip tightly, an inexplicable feeling of disgust swirling in her heart.

But it's not that he hates the girl in front of him, but he hates himself.

In other words, I hate myself now.

Thick self-loathing enveloped her soul like a dark cloud, making the smile on her face less and less.

until it disappears.

(End of this chapter)