1774: Could she really be wrong?

Could she really be wrong?

Qing 'er was speechless. After a while, she nodded gently and said, " "That's good, Yingluo."0

sister Qing 'er, hurry up and eat your breakfast. I'll go back to my room first. He stood up as he spoke.

"Yingluo, you haven't eaten yet." Qing 'er called out to him subconsciously.

Ah Luo glanced at her, her eyes a little obscure."I'm afraid sister Qing 'er won't be able to eat well if I'm here. I'll come out after you're done eating."

With that, he turned around and returned to his room.

Qing 'er looked at his lonely back and suddenly felt depressed.

She couldn't figure out how their relationship had become like this. Could it be that she had really done something wrong?

The breakfast was tasteless. When Qing 'er was ready to go out, she subconsciously glanced at the young man's closed door. For a moment, she even felt a little regretful, but her rationality still prevailed.

In any case, ah Luo was too young. He wasn't even 18 years old. The fact that he was young could always successfully beat back all her thoughts.

Qing 'er knew that she was not a good partner because she would never accommodate others. It was only possible for others to accommodate her and revolve around her. From this perspective, ah Luo was indeed a very suitable lover for her, but this was unfair to him. He was still young and impulsive, and his life had not even fully developed. It was not worth it to invest so much time and energy in her.

She had been his sister for so many years, so she had to be more considerate of him. Hormones were only temporary. There were too many things in life that were far more important than love.

Perhaps, all he needed was time. He would understand in the future.

Qing 'er finally convinced herself.

However, when she returned home at night and saw the empty and cold room, she still felt a little desolate.

Usually, by this time, ah Luo would have almost finished preparing dinner, and the house would be filled with the smell of food. Other than that, she was greeted by the young man's dazzling smile, but now there was nothing.

She hadn't had dinner yet, and the thought of having to cook her own spaghetti made her lose her appetite.

Qing 'er could not help but walk to the room where ah Zhen used to live. She pushed the door open and saw an empty wardrobe, desk, and neatly folded bed. It was no different from when ah Zhen had moved in.

She let out a deep, deep sigh.

After hesitating for a while, she still gave a call to ah Yao.

The call was picked up after ten seconds. The young man's voice was a little hoarse."Sister Qing 'er, what's the matter?"

At that moment, Qing 'er suddenly felt the change in the boy's attitude. His tone had obviously become much colder.

She bit her lower lip gloomily and asked, " "I saw that you've already moved out, Yingluo. Have you found a house yet?"

"Yes." He simply replied with one word and said no more.

Qing 'er was a little annoyed, but she could only suppress her anger."Send the address to my phone immediately. Yingluo, take good care of yourself."

The young man was silent for a while and suddenly sighed, " "Alright. I can take care of myself, but sister Qing 'er, you have to eat well."

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Qing 'er's eyes were hot when she heard what he said. She felt a little aggrieved, but this grievance was quickly replaced by a greater anger.

"Of course," she said stiffly. I've been living alone for a few years, but I'm still fine."

After that, Qing 'er hung up the phone fiercely.

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