The strongest way to be narcissistic

Qiao Peisheng was leaning on the lamppost on Longkou Street, talking to Song Ange.He didn't come here to ask for clothes, but to use the clothes as an excuse to abduct the idiot Song Ange to be Qiao Zhixi's temporary assistant.

Listening to the fierce reminder from the computer, Qiao Peicheng wanted to answer, but at the same time he glanced casually, and caught a glimpse of a fairy-like figure standing at the intersection opposite him.

She is wearing a gentle pink long dress, her shoulder-length hair is combed up into a ball head, her face is fresh and not greasy, she is holding a bag with things in her hand, and she is holding a mobile phone in her other hand, with her mouth close to input voice , frowning and smiling like a little girl falling in love, showing the sweetness of love all over her body.

Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong is alive.

His sister pupil, his knot in the heart.

When Qiao Peicheng put down his hand unconsciously, his fingertips accidentally touched the end button. At this moment, his attention was all on Jiang Tong who was opposite him, so he didn't care about Song Ange.

When Jiang Tong put down his phone and looked up, the eyes of the two people accidentally met.Jiang Tong was smiling at him, a polite smile, but Qiao Peisheng's eyes suddenly became hot when he saw it.

The living sister Tong was smiling at him.

How long has it been since he saw the smile on this pretty face?

Qiao Peicheng couldn't remember clearly, the only thing he remembered was how Jiang Tong died at home.

A peaceful sleep, but doomed to never wake up peacefully.

——"An Ge, why do you think she could do these things to me so hard? For her own benefit, she handed me over to others without hesitation. She knew that I would be insulted, but she still felt at ease afterwards Appeared in front of me, and said to me with a guilty face, everything she did was for the future of both of us, let me endure the humiliation for her? Bear the humiliation? What a shame!"

——"An Ge, I want to kill her, I really want to kill them!"

——"They are right, Jiang Tong is a bitch. I! Jiang Tong! I have completely lived a miserable life in other people's mouths. The bad words they once said to each other have become facts that I cannot refute. Look , My fucking life is so sad..."

These are the words that Jiang Tong vented when drinking with him a month before his death.

He clearly remembered that sister Tong's eyes were red at that time, and there was an expression of crying and smiling on her haggard face, which made his heart tighten tightly, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

Until now, Qiao Peicheng didn't know the exact time when Jiang Tong's accident happened. When he was Song Ange, he was already in Lancheng at that time, and when he came back more than half a year later, his sister Tong had been killed Humans have been hurt so badly that they are willing to degenerate.

However, Sister Tong still refused to reveal half of the truth. He didn't know part of the cruel truth until Sister Tong died.

This big sister, who was ignorant and secretly in love with him in his youth, was dyed black by cruel means by the person she loved. The inside story is more bloody than a dog-blood drama, but it is a real reality.

If you have to choose the thing you want to change the most in rebirth, Qiao Peicheng will definitely choose to save Jiang Tong without hesitation, no matter whether it will cause a series of unexpected chain reactions, no matter whether he will do it because of it. Suffering irreparable losses, Qiao Peisheng will still save Jiang Tong before the tragedy happens without hesitation.

Jiang Tong is the deadliest knot in Song Ange's heart after his life, and it is also the past that Qiao Peisheng can't let go of in his two lives.

To Qiao Peisheng, Jiang Tong no longer belonged to him as Song Ange's ignorant little love in his youth, but a kind of regret, a regret burned deep into his soul.

If you can make up for regrets, why not do it?

The person on the opposite side stared at her intently, and showed an expression that seemed to be crying, but Jiang Tong couldn't help but look back. Was it a visual error that made her feel that this person was looking at her?

But there was no one around except for a few listless stray dogs.

Jiang Tong clenched the phone in his hand and took a few steps back.

It's not that she is nervous. When a person has suffered multiple attempted injuries in a certain place, it is inevitable that he will subconsciously make the worst plan.

This is Longkou Street, even if you are dragged into a small black alley by the Qingtian Bairi people and forced to cry for help, no one will come to rescue you.

It was the place in her life that she wanted madly to remove from her life.

If she didn't come back to get something, she wouldn't want to set foot in this place, the indifferent family that would only suck blood from her.

Jiang Tong clenched her hands tightly, her mind began to think wildly.

If I knew she should have applied for the Women's Self-Defense Art near the school last year, she would be able to deal with bad guys a little bit.

Regardless, it's always right to kick the lifeblood anyway.

Qiao Peicheng, who was in a mood of excitement and sadness, had no idea that his sister Tong was thinking quickly about how to kick his balls quickly and accurately, giving him a fatal beating.

"I'll fuck your mother! Hang up the phone halfway through the conversation, I fucking thought you were beaten by people who hate the rich in the street."

A boy's voice sounded menacingly on the right side of Qiao Peicheng. The boy was wearing a cool black vest, and there were obvious muscle marks on his exposed arms.He must have been in a hurry when he came. He stopped a few steps away from Qiao Peicheng and started panting heavily. He also roughly touched the sweat dripping from his forehead.

Damn, stand up nicely and hang up a dick phone call?What about playing with him?

Obviously the skin is itchy, looking for smoke!

Qiao Peicheng picked up the phone with a full battery and shook it, and explained to Song Ange, who was so angry that the volcano erupted: "The phone is out of battery."

Lies come.

Song Ange gritted his teeth.

The bastard's attitude made him more and more angry.He is also out of his mind, so what does he do?This kind of person should be beaten up by those little ruffians and suffer a little.

Song Ange refused to admit that he would think so, because he was so worried about the chokehold that Qiao Peicheng gave him last time.

"He and I……"

The outrageous words didn't stop, and Jiang Tong, who was walking from the opposite side, fell into Song Ange's sight. He didn't care to scold the idiot, straightened up, and asked, "Sister Tong, why are you here?"

"Just about to leave, this is your friend?" Jiang Tong looked at Qiao Peisheng, who was a head taller than Song Ange, and when he looked carefully, he still had gray-blue eyes.

"Tch, how could he..."

"Well, I'm An Ge's friend Qiao Peisheng, who is of Chinese-Russian blood." Taking advantage of his height and strength, Qiao Peisheng quietly pushed Song Ange aside and took the right to speak.

"Hi, I'm Jiang Tong, I'm Song Ange's older sister." Jiang Tong didn't doubt it.

It turned out to be Song Ange's friend, he looks quite handsome, but he seems a bit strange.

Jiang Tong's words made Song Ange ignore Qiao Peicheng's lies.

He looked away unhappily, and hummed softly against his breath.

How did you become a sister?

He likes her, but she has always been treated as a naughty younger brother.

Touching the hand extended by Jiang Tong, the touch and temperature of the skin of a living person, Qiao Peisheng began to have the urge to "I'm so fucking want to cry".

"Sorry, there should be sand in my eyes, wait for me." After speaking, Qiao Peisheng immediately hooked to the side and muttered secretly. The handshake ceremony he and Jiang Tong performed was really a hypocritical Song Ange.

"You, what do you want!" The moment Song Ange's neck was hooked, he almost jumped up in fright, but he didn't jump up because he was easily pushed back by Qiao Peicheng.

When he called out like this, Jiang Tong was frightened.

Didn't you say friends?Why is there such a big reaction?

Qiao Peicheng smiled at Jiang Tong, who was puzzled, and gently pressed Song Ange's slightly moving Adam's apple with his hand hooked around Song Ange's neck. He tilted his head and whispered in his ear, "Sand got in your eyes, blow it for me."

Fuck you mother!This is a threat!

Qiao Peicheng, who forcibly pulled him aside, let go of his hand, deliberately bent his back and looked at Song Ange at the same level.

"Blow it."

The attitude is as serious as if the eyes really got sand.

Song Ange raised his eyes reluctantly, and had a look at this fake foreigner who was always nervous.When I saw it, I couldn't help being stunned.

The gray-blue pupils in front of him were obviously moist, and Song Ange felt that there was a sadness that he couldn't describe.

I was in tears, did I really get into the sand?

"Don't move, don't blame me if you're blind." Song Ange randomly chose an eye that looked like it was about to shed tears, and opened the eyelids of the person in front of him with two fingers. He could clearly feel the edge of the other's eyeballs Slight movement of his fingers.

Also because of his actions, tears came out of his eyes in an instant, inevitably staining his fingers.

The more Song Ange watched, the more he felt that Qiao Peisheng was really crying.

But what is there to cry about?

Song Ange couldn't help staring at Qiao Peicheng's eyes full of complex emotions, pouted his mouth, and blew quickly symbolically.

"Okay?"

I cried so much, no matter how big the sand was, it should have been washed away.

"Well, do you have any paper?"

"No." Who would carry that thing with him?

"Lend me that clothes." After saying that, Qiao Peicheng lowered his head and rubbed the shoulder straps of Song Ange's black vest casually a few times, and reminded him kindly after using it, "Go back and take a good bath, wipe my face off sweat."

Qiao Peicheng pointed to some marks on his face seriously.

grass!It was obvious that he did it himself in tears, but the damn villain sued first!

"Cough, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Jiang Tong, who was left alone, coughed lightly, reminding her of her existence.

She had the illusion that she was a light bulb.

Song Ange has a lot of friends, but this is the first time she has seen Jiang Tong in this kind of interaction mode, so it is inevitable to think too much, plus her own orientation, she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

In her opinion, no matter what the relationship between them is, this boy named Qiao Peicheng looks very different from those little ruffians with a social atmosphere.

Judging only by his appearance and temperament, Qiao Peisheng is definitely handsome, wealthy and self-cultivated. It is much better for An Ge to get in touch with him more than to associate with Zhao Jianshui and others.

"Where are you going? Shall I see you off?" Song Ange took the initiative. He really wanted to spend more time with Jiang Tong.

"Let me take it off. I have a car, so I park it in the parking lot in front." Song Ange parked the car in the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall, and wandered to Longkou Street while drinking milk tea.

As soon as these words came out, Song Ange immediately became vigilant, staring at Qiao Peisheng, who had only seen Jiang Tong once, and began to show her hospitality.

What does this mixed-race foreigner want to do?

"Don't be so troublesome." Jiang Tong doesn't need anyone, she has someone to pick her up. "I have friends waiting for me up front."

Jiang Tong looked at the message on the phone again, with a different smile in the corner of his eyes, put down the phone and waved to the two boys in front of him. "Then I'll go first."

The gentle skirt billowing in the scorching wind seemed to be jumping with joy, Song Ange saw the weirdness inside, so he muttered unhappily: "Who is Sister Tong going to see?"

Sister Tong's expression when she was looking at her phone just now, and her brisk steps when she left, seemed to be impatient to see each other.

Qiao Peisheng's eyes moved slightly.

He knew who Jiang Tong was going to see, she was going to meet a disgusting and hypocritical woman.

When Qiao Peicheng turned to leave Jiang Tong, he really wanted to grab her hand and tell her that the woman waiting for her not far away was a scum with a scum in her bones.

He wanted to tell Sister Tong not to get close to this kind of garbage who would not hesitate to hand over his lover who was in marriage for the sake of his own gain and loss, and let others play with him.

But neither Song Ange nor Qiao Peisheng is qualified to do such a thing as it should be.

Don't worry, rebirth is always beneficial. He knows who hurt his sister Tong, he knows all their deadly reasons, and he also knows who is more suitable than him to come forward and wipe out these people and uproot them.

He just needs to sort out all the traceable evidence as soon as possible.

For the things he can't do, there will always be someone who is willing to stir up this muddy water, and they can do it cleanly.

Qiao Peicheng withdrew his gaze from the place where Jiang Tong's back disappeared, looked down at Song Ange with a displeased face, raised his hand to the top of his head, and gently rubbed the head of the idiot Song Ange gently.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible for her to fall in love with a brat like you."

Song Ange, who had a crush on Jiang Tong, was just a kid who had just begun to fall in love. He was right about this, and everyone was right.

One day, Song Ange, who lacks love, will understand that Jiang Tong is more like a family relationship between siblings than vague love to him.

Qiao Peicheng's sudden gentleness could not infect Song Ange, he patted Qiao Peicheng's restless paw away with a look of disgust.

Touch the ass?

When petting a dog!

"Sister Tong, she can't possibly have a crush on you." In Song Ange's case, Qiao Peisheng paid more attention to Jiang Tong than strangers should have.

His sister Tong is so good-looking, this superficial mixed-race foreigner must have liked his sister Tong's appearance.

He has seen this kind of man before, and when he sees one, he wants to beat him up.Only he started to like the crazy woman Jiang Tong after he really knew the true face of her. Others would only look superficially at the appearance.

Song Ange was sure that Qiao Peicheng was interested in Jiang Tong, raised his hand, poked Qiao Peicheng's hard chest with his index finger, looked up at someone who was much taller than him, and spoke provocatively. "Don't try to touch her. Just you? You don't deserve it!"

Qiao Peisheng kept smiling.

what to do?I really want to beat him up.

Who made this stinky kid so underwhelmed?

"Each each other."

"I'm not like you." Song Ange knew he wasn't worthy, but he would try his best to be worthy.

"Stupid." Qiao Peicheng snorted lightly, despising Song Ange who thought so much. "It has nothing to do with whether you are compatible or not. You can tell at a glance that you are a kid who has never been in a relationship."

For Sister Tong, feelings are not related to match or not, but only about love or not.

Song Ange, Qiao Peicheng, or that scum girl, will not be Jiang Tong's home, she deserves to be loved by better people.