I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

Wang Ying's timid voice seemed to be lying next to Shi Qinghai's ear, weak and weak: "Brother Shi, can I see you?"

At some point, she had taken the initiative to use Liang Ruoxue's name for herself.

Shi Qinghai frowned, and said: "If you have something, you can talk about it on the phone."

In fact, he didn't really want to see Wang Ying, nor did he want to have too much contact with her.

Partly because I don't like it.I don't feel anything, I still have a long way to go, I can't stay in Fushi for long, and I don't have the energy to accept another girl.

For Shi Qinghai, once he really accepts Wang Ying, it means that he will spend the rest of his life with her.

On the other hand, after rejecting her, if I give her any hope or fantasy, the persistence that the little girl can make is sometimes very scary.

This type of question is very practical for both boys and girls.

"But Brother Shi, I just want to see you."

It seemed that Shi Qinghai's refusal had been expected long ago, but Wang Ying did not give up, but said it in a begging tone.

Shi Qinghai originally wanted to firmly refuse.

But suddenly, he recalled Tang Wu's words in the evening.

"She likes you."

"I can tell."

There was a slight looseness in Shi Qinghai's heart.

If you don't say anything, it might be too cruel.

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In this silent night, the leaves of the big camphor tree were still dark green, Shi Qinghai sat on the stone chair under the tree, watching a group of ducks swimming up and down the small lake in front of him.

From time to time, the barking of dogs and the slow splashing of ducks on the lake made Shi Qinghai feel as if he had returned to his hometown in the countryside.

Facts have proved that no matter how prosperous the city is, there is also a dirty and dilapidated side.

But now this rural-like scenery makes it difficult for Shi Qinghai to connect this place with the bustling city center.

Looking back at the rows of dilapidated houses, a young man in a big padded jacket with disheveled hair and dirty face was smoking a cigarette by himself.

Shi Qinghai felt that he was only one word away from success.

what word?

Three seconds to think about it.

"dismantle!"

This is the answer given by Shi Qinghai.

In less than twenty years, maybe ten years later, this place will become the target of the city's renovation.

It is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, and the dilapidated houses in the metropolis are different from the private houses in the countryside.

After waiting quietly for more than [-] minutes, Shi Qinghai walked to the front intersection, and saw the little girl in a down jacket walking towards him.

Looking at the thick down jacket on her body, Shi Qinghai finally realized that this girl is still afraid of the cold. He thought Wang Ying was going to challenge all the suspender skirts for a whole winter.

In terms of a flat chest, Wang Ying who is [-] meters tall is not considered short, but Shi Qinghai's height of [-] meters is really much taller, which makes her look like a little girl.

The two walked quietly, Shi Qinghai took her back to the lake where he was resting just now, while Wang Ying followed behind him silently like a follower.

Shi Qinghai sat down first, looking at Wang Ying's dejected face, Shi Qinghai couldn't help laughing, and also put on a straight face.

"Why, pretend to be an expert without talking?"

Wang Ying pursed her lips and asked cautiously, "Can I sit next to you?"

Shi Qinghai glanced at such a large blank space around her, and swept the leaves off the chair for her: "Sit down."

"Oh."

Holding the pleats of her skirt, Wang Ying carefully measured the distance, and finally chose a seat relatively close to Shi Qinghai to sit down.

She wanted to get closer to Shi Qinghai, but she was afraid that being too tight would make him angry

After sitting down, because the clothes were pulled up automatically, her original short skirt was turned into a miniskirt. Those white and tender thighs dangled beside Shi Qinghai, sometimes revealing the inner content, which is really a bit irritating. crime.

The youth of a girl is something that many women cannot have.

And because of the skirt, this girl seems to be wearing a thong.

Shi Qinghai took a second look, sighed inwardly, took off his sports coat, and covered Wang Ying's lap with it.

"Don't catch a cold."

In fact, there is nothing to catch a cold, it's just too pure and alluring, Shi Qinghai felt a little uncomfortable under the pressure of the gun, so he hurried out of sight.

Seeing Shi Qinghai's reaction, Wang Ying was secretly happy. She was hiding her small thoughts, but when she sat down just now, she deliberately pulled her skirt up a bit, so that Shi Qinghai could see more.

Otherwise, if it was really a skirt that would disappear as soon as she sat down, how would she dare to wear it?

Moreover, his coat is so warm and warm, as if it is exactly the same temperature as his body.

"Tell me, what's the matter, did you encounter something?"