The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

The young man hid in the quilt, watching the man crying silently at first, and then he cried bitterly. He was even more terrified. He looked at Zhao He with frightened eyes, as if he would break up and beat people in the next moment!

"A Qing!"

Almost the next second when Feng Xinyang pushed the door in, the young man who had been stubbornly refusing to cry out even crawled and got out of bed, passing Zhao He by the side, and even gave him no look.

Zhao Hemuran watched the young man plunge into Feng Xinyang's arms like Ruyantou Lin, his voice choked, full of grievances, "Ahe, where have you gone... I, I woke up... I can't see you ..."

Feng Xinyang couldn't take care of the real Zhao He, who was beside him. When he saw the grievances of the young man, he burst into tears and quickly comforted him: "Sorry A Qing, I'm not good, don't cry..."

Although the tears couldn't help but fall down, the youth nodded choked, and answered with a nasal voice: "Well! I'm not crying..."

As he said, he cautiously put himself into the man's arms. He looked at Zhao He, who was standing pale and pale, and asked Feng Xinyang in a small voice, "Ahe, who is he..."

Zhao He thought that after the incident eight years ago, he would never give his heart to others, and he would never be hurt again, but the young man shouted his name, looked at the strange eyes he cast, and his right The small movements that Feng Xinyang relies on...

Zhao He's heart hurts.

It's not very painful, but it's like a thorn full of barbs, which is stuck in the most fragile tender meat. After a little movement, it will be painful.

How could it hurt so much...

When A Qing was hurt by him, would it hurt so much?

He even wanted to rush up and tell A Qing that he is the real Zhao He, but in the end, Zhao He just squeezed out a smile carefully, "I am his friend."

His attitude was friendly enough, but the young man did not want to take care of him at all, but he shrank from Feng Xinyang’s arms and didn’t dare to look up. The man patted him on the back, after seeing Zhao He’s unwilling and heartbroken sight. Sneered in my heart.

Are you sorry? late!

Feng Xinyang slowly tightened his arms in the hands of young people, and suddenly heard the person in his arms seem to be talking in a dream, murmuring in a trance: "Ahe, what about the Gundam I gave you? Haven't spelled it yet..."

If He Qing suddenly thought of it, he looked up and looked at the man with clear eyes. "It just happens that I am hospitalized and I have nothing to do. You take it and I continue to work hard."

Feng Xinyang held the young man's hand a little stiff, seeing the young man with two hands inactive seemed to be unaware, he glanced at Zhao He, who was also stiff, and lowered his head with a smile and coaxed; "I put it up well, wait in the afternoon Will you take it over?"

The young man nodded obediently, rubbing his eyes softly, "Ahe, I'm sleepy..."

The man seemed to lead the child to the bed and covered it with a quilt. The young man closed his eyes as if falling asleep.

The two men seemed to be waiting for nothing, and did not speak. They stayed silently in the ward for more than half an hour before finally going out.

[It’s time to know. He Qing stretched out in the bed and said lazily: [Yan Xizhi will tell him. 】

[What are you talking about. 】

[Said our task is about to be completed! ] He Qing retracted into the bed and yawned: [They should also pay off the debt. 】

[The debt is indeed due. ] The system agrees.

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"That Gundam, are you still there?" Feng Xinyang just asked this sentence and looked at Zhao He, who had always been somber, and snorted, "How could it still be, you hate A Qing so much, you must have destroyed it at that time!"

Zhao He has been stunned since just now. He said aloud: "That Gundam was bought by A Qing after a long time of saving. I want to secretly fight it and give it to me. When I found it, it was just and fair. I didn’t do a good job for a month, I still joke with him, we are all thirty when we do it, and later, after he left, I was smashed..."

"Smashed and broken, thrown into the trash can, I can't find it again..."

His expression seemed to be crying or crying, almost speaking in a hoarse voice squeezed from his throat, "A Qing, I can't get it back..."

He always felt that it was A Qing who betrayed himself and counted everything he had endured during that period on A Qing. He became lonely and indifferent, and playing with others would make him feel happy. He did not hesitate to choose revenge.

However, the revenge came, the revenge went, and in the end, it was revenge on himself...

"Okay! I did everything, and who did this look! Now let's think about how to coax A Qing!" Even if he is like this, Feng Xinyang still doesn't keep his mouth on his lips. Deeply jealous of Zhao He, every minute and every second, he can't wait to replace it, but now, he still has to rely on this person to help himself stabilize A Qing.

"Go and bring Lin Wan." Zhao He's back was slightly tired, and the whole person looked as if he was ten years old, not a face, but a temperament. He closed his eyes and said in pain: "Eight years ago, she What must be done to A Qing."

"To restore A Qing's spirit, he must find out the cause of his fear."

And he is the reason Lin Lin shot against A Qing.

Before waiting for Feng Xinyang to look for it, Lin Yuan had been brought back by Yan Xizhi. The man with a long wound on his face was like a ghost. He pushed a woman with a trance on his face into the house. Lin Yuan was staggering and embarrassed. Fell in front of the two, she screamed, but looked up and found that the gloomy man looked at himself from the top, his eyes full of indifference.

"Ahe!!" Lin Yun rushed up and hugged Zhao He's leg, "Ahe, you help me! I'm infected with vn! What to do when it happens! What should I do! I'm still young, I don't want to Die! Ahe! Ahe save me!"

Zhao He looked down, looking at this woman who is still her fiancee, who was crying and howling, and slowly bent down. The magnetic and gloomy voice was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter into the woman's ear. "You are young, A Qing Are you young?"

Lin Yun froze.

She looked at Zhao He in disbelief, "Ah, Ahe?"

Zhao He looked at her with disgust, "Lin Yu, what did you do to A Qing eight years ago."

Yan Xizhi walked around from behind, his tone full of malice: "You'd better be honest, otherwise, waiting for you is not just as simple as vn."

Lin Yun paled and found desperately that the three men opposite her looked at her with the same cold, full of disgust.

The woman slumped softly on the ground, the needles in her arms were clearly visible.

——

He Qing sat on the bedside and opened a book. [Every time I read the memory, I wanted to give the woman a slap. 】

[You are really kind. 】

[I’m talking about the red-hot iron slap. No, that’s not enough. What he experienced, Lin Yun also had to go through it to be fair. 】

Eight years ago, Lin Yun was crazy about Zhao He, but Zhao He was always in touch with a young boy who was called He Qing.

Lin Yun didn't directly announce that she wanted to pursue Zhao He, but asked her father to take her to Zhao's house. She began to approach Zhao He, but no matter how hard she tried, Zhao He's eyes were only He Qing!

She didn't dare to show what she wanted, but pretended to be an ordinary friend, pretending to be a good man in front of Zhao He, and from time to time he added a block to He Qing, letting him see countless reverie pictures.

Until one day, something happened to Zhao He's family, Lin Yun was overjoyed. She rushed to tell Zhao He that her family could help him, but she might need a marriage. What Lin Yun didn't expect was that Zhao He refused.

Just for He Qing, she was rejected.

After she knew that He Qing’s father had passed away, she took advantage of Zhao He’s running around for her family and took him to the abandoned classroom. She could not beat him, otherwise she would leave a scar, and she might be bitten back. In the end, Lin Yun thought of a good idea.

Stripping off He Qing's clothes and photographing him in a state of embarrassment.

As long as there are those photos, plus the mother who has heart disease can not be stimulated, He Qing, will be obedient.

However, even Lin Yun didn’t think that one of the friends she brought that day was actually He Qing’s mouth. Finally, if it wasn’t for He Qing’s fierce resistance, that person might have succeeded, and this also made Lin Wan Lingji moved.

What's the use of just taking pictures!

She made people videotape while directing the people they brought to hold the teenager's limbs, and gave him various mouthfuls of poses. A few boys and girls felt stimulating and fun, always laughing, and they were almost kicked from time to time. The friends who gave life to them took a lewd touch, and finally, they threw his clothes outside the door and walked away.

Since then, He Qing has disappeared from the campus, in exchange for Zhao He, who has become a fiance of Lin Yun and has changed her personality.

Eight years later, Lin Yun returned to her country. After eight years, she was still a fiancée. Her status was precarious. Just when she was anxious, she suddenly discovered that He Qing, who was driven away by him, appeared beside Zhao He.

Almost immediately, she made a plan to tie people away. In order to confirm whether Zhao He was with He Qing, she informed Zhao He. Finally, Lin Yun was satisfied that her fiance had not come. So the idea of ​​killing people directly became vn injection.

She has seen many addicted people and knows what those people look like during the attack. If He Qing is injected, the ugly gesture of the attack is seen by A He...

Lin Yun did not expect that the spirit of the young man who was forced to spend the night had already collapsed. In addition, his hands were injured. When the vn attacked, he had fallen into the lake before he even encountered Zhao He. At the moment of falling into the water, he was still conscious, clearly knowing that he should be struggling and should go ashore, but the vn attack made him sore that he could not even lift his arms. Finally, after a string of bubbles floated on the lake, Return to calm.

The last picture, he was covered by the dirty water plants on the water, his eyes widened, and he was not dead, but just above, Zhao He, Feng Xinyang, Yan Xizhi, three people talked and laughed, and discussed the next goal, from Walk across the bridge.

This is the life of doctor He Qing.

After closing the book, He Qing quietly counted the time, but he didn't wait until Zhao He's last hint.

【Ok. The youth slightly pursed his lips and showed a healing smile. [We, Ahe, it seems that we want to stimulate a little more. 】