Chapter 1774 Could It Be that She Was Really Wrong?

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

"Sister Qing'er, hurry up and have breakfast. I'll go back to the room first." He said and stood up.

"Um...you haven't eaten yet." Qing'er subconsciously stopped him.

Ah Yao glanced at her with a somewhat obscure look: "I'm here, and I'm afraid sister Qing'er won't be able to eat well. I'll come out after you finish eating."

After that, he turned around and went back to his room.

Qing'er looked at his slightly lonely back, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart.

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

After a breakfast that she didn't know how to taste, when Qing'er packed up and prepared to go out, she subconsciously glanced at the boy's closed door. For a moment, she even felt a little regretful, but her rationality was still there after all. prevailed.

In any case, Ah Yao is too young, he is not even eighteen years old... This fact can always successfully repel all her longings.

Qing'er knew very well that she was never a good partner, because she couldn't accommodate others, they could only accommodate her and revolve around her. From this perspective, Ah Yao is indeed a very suitable lover for her, but this is unfair to him. He is still young and impulsive, and his life has not even fully unfolded. It is really not worth investing so much time and energy in her.

She has been his sister for so many years, so she always has to think about him. Hormones are only temporary, there are too many things in life that are far more important than love.

Maybe, all he needs is time, and he will understand later.

Qing'er finally convinced herself.

However, when she came home at night and saw the empty and deserted room, she still felt a little desolate in her heart.

At this time in the past, Ah Yao must have almost prepared dinner, and the aroma of food filled the room. In addition, she was greeted by the boy's dazzling smile, but now there was nothing.

She hadn't had dinner yet, and the thought of having to cook some pasta for herself soon gave her no appetite.

Qing'er couldn't help but walk to the room where Ah Yao lived before, opened the door, and saw only an empty closet, desk, and neatly folded beds, which were no different from before Ah Yao moved in.

She sighed deeply, deeply.

After hesitating for a while, she still called Ah Yao.

The call was picked up after more than ten seconds, and the young man's voice was slightly hoarse: "Sister Qing'er, what's the matter?"

At that moment, Qing'er suddenly clearly felt the change in this boy's attitude - his tone became obviously much colder.

She bit her lip depressedly and asked, "I saw that you have moved away...have you found a house?"

"Yeah." He simply replied with one word, without saying a word.

Qing'er was a little annoyed, but she could only hold it back: "Send the address to my mobile phone immediately. Well...take good care of yourself."

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

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Qing'er's eyes heated up at what he said, and she felt a little grievance welling up in her heart, but this grievance was quickly replaced by even greater anger.

She said firmly: "Of course. I have lived alone for several years, and I am still fine."

After finishing speaking, Qing'er hung up the phone harshly.