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2. Impact (middle)(1/2)

"Can I ask why?"

"No." Barr answered without any room for action.

Wang Xiaoming beat his legs, which were sore as to kneel, and instead sat on the ground, whispered: "Actually, Chang Haitao and I are not that kind of relationship."

"Is that?" Barr sneered.

Since he was defeated by Lucifer, his severely injured body has been sealed in the Black Star Bead by him. Yesterday he didn't know what to do, so he suddenly threw the Black Star Bead into the human body and said that his love could help him repair his body. However, it turned out that he did not lie. He had just checked that the Black Star Bead was indeed repairing his body with his love, but at the speed of its repair, it would take him a thousand years to get a complete toe! This is still the case that this human can live for a thousand years!

So he had to help him speed up.

He had studied it and said that among all Wang Xiaoming's love, the one who loved the most profoundly was the man named Chang Haitao. He decided to start at him and try to inspire the hottest love in his heart.

"And he already has a girlfriend." Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming's heart was thrust into a mess.

Barr looked at his distraught look and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "No prospect."

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and was scolded.

"We have to fight for what we want with our hands. Have humans fallen to the point where we don't even understand this principle?" Barr looked at his hand, "If you still don't understand, I don't mind hitting you."

...

Wang Xiaoming's eyes were filled with tears, "I'll go out to fight for it later."

It's really a while.

Wang Xiaoming felt that his feet were like they were stepping on hot wheels, and they were scraped into the bathroom to wash, and then hung into the restaurant to have dinner.

He turned out dizzyly, and Barr nodded with satisfaction as he looked at him. "Human life is short, so we should cherish time."

Wang Xiaoming looked pale and did not speak.

"I said, I hate that others ignore my existence." Barr's smile was clearly contrasted with the sunny itinerary outside.

Wang Xiaoming shed a tear, barely opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Fish bone... is stuck, it hurts."

Barr said unhappily: "Humans are so fragile that they are boring."

...

Wang Xiaoming really wanted to suggest that since he was so tired, he would kick me out, and he would be in vain! But after seeing Barr's handsome and decadent and murderous face, his words were also stuck with the fishbone.

After swallowing half a bowl of rice vinegar and stuffing half a bowl of rice, Wang Xiaoming's throat finally smoothed again.

"Go and find Chang Haitao immediately." Barr waited impatiently.

"He has no classes today."

Barr looked over.

Wang Xiaoming closed his mouth and walked to the door to put on his shoes.

Bar suddenly said, "Is Chang Haitao a man?"

Wang Xiaoming's body was shocked and nodded silently.

Barr was a little surprised. "There are few women among angels, so angels are popular with men and men in love. But when God created humans, did he learn from the lessons and set the ratio?"

Wang Xiaoming was silent for a long time before he stuttered: "He forgot to set my sexual orientation."

Bar: "…"

The house that Wang Xiaoming rented is not far from A, so he can get there in three stops by bus.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Barr in horror as he stood leisurely in the car, and the people around him kept passing through his body.

His body looked untransparent, and didn't he say he wasn't a ghost? Why...

Barr saw his doubts and said lightly: "Only you can see me."

“…”

The grief on Wang Xiaoming's face obviously stimulated Barr's fragile heart. He was angry and embarrassed and said, "This is your honor."

"Can I ask... why I'm so honored?" His voice was very small, in case someone else was treating him as a lunatic.

Barr thought for a long time before saying, "You are lucky."

...

OK, you should add the word "no" before it.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the scenery that was sweeping like flowing water outside the bus, and the sadness in his heart was indescribable.

Since he was born, the misfortune at home has been going on. When he was a child, his parents called him a broom star, but he was dissatisfied. He always felt that he was no worse than his brother. When he was in elementary school, his brother could not do the questions he could not do in the fourth grade, but he could figure it out by himself in the second grade.

In terms of intelligence, he is better than his brother.

However, at that time, he didn't know that in addition to IQ, there was another thing in this world called luck. And this thing was only truly understood when he was in middle school.

When he received the same bento, his bento either had cockroaches or had a meat dish missing.

He also had a uniform with good front and back, but his sleeves were long and short.

When receiving the certificate, other people's names are neat and beautiful, but his handwriting is not vague, and one of them is a typo. Is it difficult to write a name like Wang Xiaoming right? How difficult is it to write a wrong name?

From then on, he knew that luck was really important.

I finally managed to stay up and down all the way until I went to college in another place.

He and his family breathed a sigh of relief.

Sometimes separation is also a kind of protection for each other. He began to deeply understand the true meaning of this sentence. Although fate is not fair to him, he always believed that there will be blessings in the future despite the disaster.

But no matter how much he believed, a miracle never happened. So he had to accept his fate and began to learn and adapt to this kind of life that was unlucky every three days and unlucky every five days.

But at this moment, a miracle happened, but it was towards a deeper, darker and more terrifying abyss.

"Did you decide to get off by yourself, or should I throw you down?" Barr's voice rang in his ear.

Wang Xiaoming put away his emotions and jumped out of the car like a burning butt.

A University is one of the symbols of this city, divided into two campuses: east and west.

Wang Xiaoming lived in the East Campus before moving out.

He lowered his head and walked on the wide road on campus. Here, he was also a celebrity. First, he was too unlucky. Sports parties, parties, dances... He would never miss any unlucky places. So he became famous. Second, Chang Haitao is the main force of the school's basketball team and a student union cadre, and he is always in glorious. He has been with him often, and has become famous again.

Fortunately, there are not many people on campus at this time.

He trotted into the dormitory.

He felt uneasy after he really went upstairs. He knew that Chang Haitao's personality was not hard. And the person behind him... was not soft or hard. If they both twisted it, Chang Haitao would be dead a hundred times.

Thinking of this, the courage to be oppressed to the corner of the body finally caught a little head.

He deliberately walked to the next dormitory, opened the door quickly, and said, "Is Haitao not here?" Then he quickly closed the door and smiled at Barr, "It seems that he is not here."

"Damn it! Unlucky Ming, why are you doing a plane early in the morning? Is Chang Haitao not asleep in your dormitory? Who are you looking for in our dormitory?!" Fat Dahai's voice always has an effect comparable to that of a microphone.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Barr's cold gaze and moved slightly backwards.

"I don't want the same thing to happen again. After all, I have a bad temper." Barr smiled so hard that he felt nervous.

Wang Xiaoming silently prayed in his heart that Chang Haitao stayed outside, even if he was with his girlfriend.

After praying, he pushed open the dormitory door and the bed was empty.

Chang Haitao was standing in front of the mirror and touching his bangs with mousse. When he saw Wang Xiaoming enter the door from the mirror, he immediately turned around and cursed, "Stupid brat, are you here to apologize? Where is the thorn? Don't bear to apologize, at least carry a rattan to make me feel satisfied!"

Wang Xiaoming smiled dryly and said, "You want to go out?"

"Well. Xiaoli will come over later. You didn't perform well yesterday. You kept silent and left early. Xiaoli was very concerned and thought you didn't like her. When she came later, you can talk to him."

...

He really doesn't like her, what should I say?

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and sighed, "Oh."

"That's it?" Barr leaned against the door and smiled sinisterly, "Have you forgotten what I said?"

"No!" Wang Xiaoming was so scared that he was so scared that he was so scared that he was so scared that he was so scared.

"What's not?" Chang Haitao looked at him curiously.

"I mean...well, I don't dislike Xiaoli." Wang Xiaoming stuttered.

"I know. Can you miss what I like?" Chang Haitao walked over and reached out to rub his hair. This was his habitual movement.

Wang Xiaoming's character is not tall, only 1.72 meters tall, and he is only allowed to be □□ when he meets Chang Haitao, who is 1.83 meters tall.

Bar threatened, "If you don't say anything, I'll do it myself."

Wang Xiaoming didn't understand what his "it's done by himself" mean, but his intuition told him that it would definitely not be a good thing.

He looked at Chang Haitao's tough face and struggled.

If you give your promise, you will break off your diplomatic relations at most. At least Barr will not make things difficult for them again. If Barr is forced to take action, they may not be able to get it.

Reason analyzes this way, but the emotions are still confused. After all, he is careful to hide his feelings for so many years. He even thinks that he will die with this secret, but now he has to say it out loud in such a situation that he knows it is impossible...

"Hmm?" Barr was impatient.
To be continued...
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