"Your story is a bit cliché, I don't want to hear it anymore."
What kind of nonsense is this story?
There are some third parties in other people's stories, and the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is conflicting.
His story was bland, with no ups and downs at all, and no one had the slightest desire to continue listening.
Next thing you know without even thinking about it: the man and the girl live happily together.
"You continue to listen."
The man's tone rose a little, as if he was dissatisfied with her interruption.
Under his gaze, Qin Anan couldn't help but nodded with a hint of coercion.
"The man later discovered that the woman had never forgiven him from the beginning to the end, and even thought about leaving him after the child was born."
The man spoke again.
When Qin Anan heard this, he just wanted to clap his hands and shout, "Well done."
"Of course a man is not willing to let a woman leave, but a woman insists on leaving. One morning, she leaves a message and leaves. After several years, by chance, the man and the woman meet again. It's just fate.
You’re making fun of people, women have already lost their memory and can’t remember men.”
As the story continued, Qin Anan finally realized that something was not quite right.
As soon as he raised his head, he accidentally met the man's eyes directly.
Qin Anan panicked for a moment, her eyes quickly darted, and she looked down at the corner.
Finally, he couldn't help but asked: "Don't tell me that the woman in the story is me?"
After asking this question, she clearly felt the man opposite her take a breath.
"hiss."
Even though Qin Anan had seen many strong winds and waves, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
"The story you made up really doesn't sound good at all. It's really hard to tell if you use it to deceive people."
This man was serious, but he didn't expect that he actually liked to tell these messy stories in private.
"This is not a story!"
The man's retorted voice was firm and scary.
"It's something that really happened."
Qin Anan couldn't laugh now.
"Haha, it doesn't matter if the joke has been made once or twice. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it won't be interesting anymore."
Qin Anan's words also contained a warning.
Think of yourself as a three-year-old child and make up stories like this to lie to yourself.
Do you really think you have no common sense or something?
"Qin An'an, what are you avoiding?"
The man squinted his eyes and easily noticed Qin Anan's little movements of dodging.
Although she put her hands behind her back, she tried hard to smile.
But unknowingly, I didn't know how much I stepped back.
Qin Anan has subconsciously kept a distance from the man in front of her.
"Should I be careful when talking to a mentally ill person?"
Before, Qin Anan felt that it would be better for him to respect the other party more or less.
But now it seems that respecting a person with a brain problem is simply insulting yourself, okay?
"An'an, you can question me, but if you do a little research on some things, you will know whether what I say is true."
It was obvious that the man was not going to let Qin Anan go.
"That's right, everything you say is true, and everything others say is false. Just speak. Why do you want others to speak?"
Qin Anan didn't believe a word he said.
I just feel disgusted, irritated and annoying.
His son is obviously so cute, but why is his father so annoying? This chapter has been completed!