When Qiyin thought about this, her mind was in a daze. [26nbsp;]

"I'll push you back." A sudden voice broke through the brief tranquility.

"Thank you." Xiao Jingchen stroked the bow on the back of his hand, his mouth slightly raised, and a gentle smile overflowed. "Ayin."

"What?" At the intimate call, Qiyin, who was pushing the wheelchair, stopped suddenly.

Except for a few close people who called her Ayin, the others were always called her Qiyin. Here, there were even fewer people calling her Ayin, and only a handful of them were called her Ayin.

It was really impossible to digest for a moment. Xiao Jingchen, who had never had too much social interaction, actually called her like this, so naturally familiar, as if he had known her for many years.

"Ayin, am I really just a stranger to you?" His tone was filled with a faint sadness, he lowered his head, his eyelashes curled naturally and curled, leaving shadows like small swaggers.

Qiyin glanced at him, not understanding, but looking at him, he looked so worried that he could not bear to say such strangers like him.

"How could it be?"

"Then I will call you Ayin from now on, that's great." Xiao Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at her, but the other party did not notice the cunning flashing in his eyes.

"Okay." He took the steps under his feet, and because of a hint of unnatural tension, he unconsciously accelerated a few steps.

Qiyin no longer looked at him with her head down. The more she looked at the black eyes, the more she felt it was an endless vortex, one circle after another, one infinite cycle, and never stopped.

Xiao Jingchen smiled, and he had never felt so relaxed and happy in his heart. She did not refuse. Is that a sign that maybe he was a little different from ordinary people in her heart.

It's indeed a monster, so beautiful that it's irresistible. The more Xiao Jingchen is, the more difficult it makes Qiyin feel.

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It was late at night and the streets were extremely quiet. She pushed Xiao Jingchen by and looked at the sleeping faces of these refugees. Because the children were so thin that they were only skinny and bone-bone-skinned. Most of them shrank into a group to keep warm and depend on each other. She always felt that the fact of serving the people and the country was far away from her.

However, Yan Weile took her so close to such a person that she could not sit idly by. Although she was not sure, Qiyin still made up her mind to use everything she knew to see if she could exert a little effort.
Chapter completed!