"Yes." Yan Chuyang said without hesitation, "I am a loser who has failed in everything I do now, and I don't think I am qualified to own you."
"It's not up to you whether you are qualified or not." Wei Qing said calmly, "I think you are qualified, and I am willing to let you own me!"
"You are willing, but I am not." Yan Chuyang turned his face away, his eyes were stubborn, "I have failed too much, a failed person is not worthy of marriage."
Wei Qing gritted his teeth: "Just because you lost this manga exhibition competition, you completely deny yourself?"
The boy thought for a while, and said in a dark voice: "Not only this time, but many times, I let down my mother, my grandma, and you. Now, I have let myself down."
Yan Chuyang sighed heavily: "So... let's separate"
Hearing the boy's overly serious tone, Wei Qing's heart trembled, and he opened his mouth and said, "You didn't lose."
Yan Chuyang shook his head, lowered his eyes in frustration: "You don't need to comfort me, I'm leaving soon, the bus to the school should be there soon..."
"You really didn't lose." Wei Qing interrupted him, paused, pursed his lips and said, "You are the first place in the comic exhibition, and your score is far higher than the second place by 17.8 points."
Yan Chuyang's face froze, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the man, staring at the man for a moment, and said, "Are you lying to me? The result of the competition is obvious..."
"The result of the competition is fake." Wei Qing lowered his eyes and said calmly, "The person in charge of this exhibition is a friend of mine. I called him last night and asked him... to remove you from the promotion quota. erased."
The air freezes.
After a long silence, the boy suddenly laughed, shook his head in disbelief and said, "Impossible, how could you do such a boring thing?"
"Why can't I do such a boring thing?" Wei Qing suddenly raised his head, his brows and eyes were icy, and he said every word, "I don't want you to go to Japan."
The boy's shoulders trembled, and he stared at the person in front of him out of focus: "So what? Just because you don't want me to go to Japan, just silently erase the achievements I have worked so hard for so long?"
Wei Qing's expression changed, he tugged at the neckline and said, "I didn't want to do this, it was Song Huaiqi who provoked me, it was he who sent photos of the hot springs to my home, and I was provoked to use this trick."
"Wei Qing." The boy raised his eyes and said coldly, "Don't you feel particularly proud now?"
"I don't."
"How can you be unhappy?" Yan Chuyang sneered, "Controlling a person like me who has no background, just moving my little finger, can make me feel miserable and depressed. I feel like I can give up everything. Just watch from the side Don't you feel like laughing, don't you feel that you are great?"
"I don't." Wei Qing frowned and said quickly, "Looking at your appearance, it's too late for me to feel distressed, how could you feel like laughing?"
"What do you feel bad about?" Yan Chuyang stared at the humanity in front of him incomprehensibly, "You did everything, my depression, my depression, didn't you give it all? Wei Qing, the matter is all about you The direction of imagination? Don’t you just want to see me look so stupid!”
Looking at the boy's empty eyes, Wei Qing was startled suddenly, took a step forward and said anxiously: "Yan Chuyang, listen to me, I didn't know this match was so important to you...."
"Of course you don't know." Yan Chuyang interrupted him, and said with a daze in his eyes, "Wei Qing, you don't know anything."
You don't know how inferior I am in front of you, you don't know how much I want to prove my ability to you, you don't know how much effort I have put in for this game. You don't know how much I want to succeed quickly and become an excellent person like you, Wei Qing. From the beginning to the end, you never thought of knowing me.
"Don't be angry, okay?" Wei Qing lowered his head in compromise, stared into the boy's eyes and said, "I apologize to you, I know I did something wrong."
Yan Chuyang sighed: "Can an apology redeem anything? In your eyes, my two months of preparation are only worth your apology, right?"
"I don't mean that." Wei Qing said helplessly, "I just think it's just a competition. If you want to win, I can ask the company to hold many such competitions. You can compare them as you like. Let's go through the back door and make a default decision. Let you win every game, okay?"
Yan Chuyang's face froze, and he clenched his fists for a while, and said in a trembling voice, "Wei Qing, in your heart, have I always been this kind of person who can only win a game or two by going through the back door and making an appointment?" What about people?"
"no."
"Heh." Yan Chuyang lowered his head and smiled wryly, "Even if I'm not, then in your eyes, I should be a weak person, a weak person who relies on other people's charity to take care of me all the time."
The two of them are unequal from beginning to end. How can two people from completely different worlds fall in love? How can they touch each other
"Charity?" The man lowered his hands, stared at the person in front of him, and said incredulously, "Do you think everything I do for you is charity?"
Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth: "Yes! Charity!"
The air froze for two or three seconds.
The two stood against each other and stopped talking.
The atmosphere was frozen.
"Is that why you miss me?" The man suddenly broke the silence, his voice trembling slightly. "Since the two of us got married, I love you, spoil you, spoil you, and sometimes I like you so much that I even want to give you my heart. Yan Chuyang, I have done so much for you. In your eyes, it turns out that Always thought that I was charity?"
The boy's shoulders shook, and he raised his head in a panic.
"...Wei Qing." Yan Chuyang's heart slammed, and he quickly took a step closer to the other person, staring at the man's reddish eyes uncertainly and said, "You...you cried."
"No!" Wei Qing roared, turning his face away to avoid the boy's sight.
Yan Chuyang said cautiously: "You are crying, what's wrong with you?"
"What can I do?" The man sneered, "It's just that all my hard work is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and all my efforts are treated as self-indulgence."