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Why did Xu Xingmiao cry so sad?

Why does he feel so guilty and guilty?

Changlin felt very uncomfortable. Xu Xingmiao's sobbing in a low voice seemed to be the raindrops constantly beating on his body, which made him feel itchy. His meridians were shaking, but he just couldn't control himself.

The rain comes slowly and slowly, but it can soak everything in silence.

"Xingmiao..."

Long Lin stretched out his hand to touch him, but he put down his hands with tears on his face and turned to walk up the stairs.

Changlin didn't catch up with him, because he thought it was very chaotic, not only his own confusion, but also Xu Xingmiao. He also thought that the little vampire was very chaotic.

Xu Xingmiao has just returned to the room, and has not had time to pounce on the bed crying, heard the system prompt tone.

Max: "the system prompts that some time ago, there was a bug in the preference record data, which caused the confusion of the protagonists in the task. With the efforts of our powerful programmers, the popularity record data of the game has now returned to normal, and the bugs related to the protagonists' settings have also been fixed. The mission errors caused by this bug have returned to normal with the efforts of the players. The system prompts that the popularity of the players has reached 81%. Please continue to work hard. "

Xu Xingmiao held his breath and listened to such a system prompt. After the system prompt was over, he tried to suck his nose and threw himself into the soft quilt to bury his face.

The low sobbing sound slowly appears in the silent room, what! Is it because of a bug in the system? He didn't want to accept this reason. After all, before there was a bug, Changlin had a lukewarm attitude towards himself and made such a deal with Xu Fanglin.

"Changlin, this big scum man

Xu Xingmiao hands holding the quilt, feet on the quilt kept beating.

As the hands of the clock kept shaking, the whimper gradually stopped. The only sound in the room was the sound of the hands walking.

"Tick tock."

On the first floor, a drop of water flowed from the faucet which was closed by Changlin. He wiped it clean. He leaned against the table and looked at the door of Xu Xingmiao's room on the third floor. His brown eyes were surrounded by the heat of coffee.

In a flash, he seems to see Xu Xingmiao's door appeared just red eyes roaring at his poor child.

"If you can't do something, don't make a promise at will."

"Anyone can bully me, but you can't."

Why?

A cup of coffee from hot to cold, Changlin can not understand the meaning of Xu Xingmiao's words just now.

The cold coffee lost its original taste. Changlin looked at Xu Xingmiao's door and drank the coffee. After washing the cup, he quickly walked to Xu Xingmiao's room.

Do you want to be clear about everything? Who can understand it?

Make it clear!

Long Lin went to Xu Xingmiao room door, just ready to knock on the door, and hesitated to take the hand back.

In case What if Xu Xingmiao doesn't come to open the door for him?

Long Lin thought like this, his hand had already grasped the handle of Xu Xingmiao's room door, he tried to twist, but he didn't expect to actually turn it open.

Xu Xingmiao didn't lock the door, so does this mean to give him a chance?

"Xingmiao, I'm coming in."

Out of politeness, Changlin or said hello to go in.

The room is very quiet, Xu Xingmiao lying on the bed, all the folds are gathered next to his slightly sunk body, as if everything is pouring out of his body.

These complex and intricate folds are very much like Xu Xingmiao's chaotic mood just revealed in front of him.