When I Abandoned the Protagonist

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    [Waiting for the protagonist to rise, will enter the countdown from the world—]

    Shortly after shopping with Ying Keer, Su Mingxiu woke up and heard the sound of the system notification full of joy that could not be hidden. The other party even seemed to be the boss who had been squeezing employees all the time and finally realized his conscience As generous:

    【Under the premise of not destroying the subsequent plot and not doing ooc behavior, you can have a pleasant vacation. 】

    But these words fell into Su Mingxiu's ears, thinking that he still had three months of slow death, he always felt that the system was feeding him enough to go on the road.

    She raised her hand and yawned, the corners of her eyes were full of water, and she laughed to herself in the bedroom early in the morning: "Oh? Now I'm not in love with her anymore?"

    The system was silent for a few seconds, but still maintained an optimistic tone: "You can't force things like feelings, as long as you can complete the task well."

    Really?

    Su Mingxiu's eyes turned slightly, no longer trying to pry open its mouth, lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

     She went to bed at nine o'clock last night, but she woke up this morning still exuding exhaustion like she had not slept all night.

    And she was already used to it. After washing up, she went downstairs. As soon as she opened the door, she heard the following extraordinarily lively movement:

    "So many couriers? Is it so crazy for Sister Su to shop online?"

    When I finished speaking, I saw a slender figure wearing a thin knitted yarn upstairs walking down the stairs. Perhaps it was because of the cold temperament. Even the dark light at the ankles seemed to be stained with the coldness of the tiles. Bai Zhiyi made Ying Keer, who was raising his head, lowered his voice unconsciously.

    "Morning, good morning."

    She subconsciously stood up in the military posture of the military training, but still holding the cardboard box in her arms, looking rather silly.

    Actually, Su Mingxiu didn't treat her harshly, but the artist class schedule that was comparable to the third year of high school was enough to make Ying Keer feel in awe of her class teacher when she gave birth to a poor student.

    Su Mingxiu glanced at the cardboard box in her arms, and then looked at the hills piled high and low at the door, "What did you buy?"

    Ying Keer: "?"

    She said blankly: "Didn't you buy this? Is the recipient your name?"

    Meeting her gaze, Su Mingxiu stopped in front of her thoughtfully, and asked the servant to take the paper-opening knife and opened the paper box in Ying Ke'er's arms, a gift It is a silk scarf from a luxury brand.

    Su Mingxiu glanced at the sender, only the address of the brand counter was written on it, and then handed the demolition knife to Ying Keer, and asked her to open the rest of the box.

    The child dismantled the courier as a blind box, but he didn't feel bored and sat on the ground with great interest. For a time, the first floor of the villa was filled with all kinds of unpacking and pulling.

    "Hey, this collar clip is pretty?"

    "Why is there a bow?"

    "The material of this silk tie is very special, and it will give people the feeling of a gentle scum when paired with a white shirt."

    …

    Every time Ying Keer unpacks a courier, he has to comment on the contents. After a while, Su Mingxiu raised her brows and heard her mutter, "Hey? Why are they all neck ornaments?"

    The little girl rubbed her neck in hindsight, as if thinking of something, she looked at Su Mingxiu with bright eyes: "You saw that I accidentally put my collar clip on two days ago. For the sake of losing it, did you deliberately buy so many products of the same type to comfort me? Sister, you are too kind to me!"

    Su Mingxiu turned a deaf ear to her exaggerated favoritism, and only grasped the key to her question: "What collar clip?"

    Ying Ke'er raised her hand and gestured to her, "Last time you accompany me shopping, you gave me the collar clip that matched the tie. I wore it two days ago, and I couldn't find it for some reason. She pouted, "That collar clip is so beautiful, but the counter is out of stock. I'm still waiting for the manager to arrange it."

    Hearing this, she also bluntly realized that Su Mingxiu's performance did not seem to surprise her at all, and couldn't help but hesitate to ask: "These... Didn't you buy them?"

    Su Mingxiu didn't hesitate, smiled at Ke'er, and said generously, "If you like it, I'll give you these."

    But Ying Keer heard that the gifts were not from her, and lost interest in them. She put down the paper knife, clapped her hands, and replied without interest: "Forget it."

    "I just like the collar clips you gave. No matter how good these are, they are like replacements."

    Su Mingxiu's sleep quality is low, and she loses interest in most things, so she focuses her life on cultivating Ying Keer. , within half a month of her hand, she turned into a well-behaved little sheep.

    But Su Mingxiu didn't restrain her too much. Seeing her self-consciousness, she also gave small gifts as rewards from time to time.

    Ying Keer was happy to receive her gifts. Not only did I take pictures and send them to the circle of friends, I heard that I also specially created a group. Every time I received a new gift, I would call my friends out, and show them like a peacock in front of them.

    But the complacency didn't last two days—

    This afternoon, Su Mingxiu was soaking in the hot spring in the garden downstairs, with an old-fashioned radio by his hand, listening to the anchor tell hypnotized horror stories in the same tone.

    The pond was filled with water and mist, and she managed to cultivate a wisp of sleepiness. Not far away, she could hear the sound of the living room door being forcefully closed, and could vaguely hear Ying Ke'er's angry voice.

      Come this way.

    "Who messed with you?"

     she asked in a broad tone.

      Complaint: "I've been unlucky recently! I've worshipped all the temples in and out of the city, why are they useless!"

    "Huh?"

    Hearing her doubts, Ying Ke'er raised her wrist to show her, the star and moon bracelet that fell on it before going out was only the star and the moon, the owner of this jewelry stamped her feet, hating Hate said: "This is the fourth kind of bad!"

    Although Su Mingxiu is generous to her, Ying Keer still cherishes everything the other party gives. Especially these rewards she had to work hard to attend classes and pass the exams, she was eager to let others know how much Su Mingxiu loved her.

    But!

    From the inexplicably lost collar clip, she seemed to be cursed by something, every time she went out with a gift from Su Mingxiu, she either lost it or was accidentally touched by passers-by damage.

    But every time the person who broke her jewelry was ordinary, so that she could not see any trace of conspiracy, and now Ying Keer can only attribute it to her own bad luck and bad luck.

    But the ones that were damaged were all gifts from Su Mingxiu, this bad luck is too accurate, right?

    Ying Ke'er was so angry that she almost cried, and at the end she did not forget to raise her hand and swear to Su Mingxiu: "Next time you give me something, I will buy a safe and lock it up, never again. Dai is out woohoo!"

    Su Mingxiu's palm was still slightly wet, and she touched her head lightly to show comfort, then led her towards the living room and ordered the kitchen to make a lotus cake.

    The young man's heart skips a beat, he is always coaxing, and after eating hot sweet cakes, Ying Ke'er forgets the bad mood of the damaged gift, and leans on the sofa with satisfaction and supports the servants People make a seasonal fruit tea.

    Next day.

    The first floor of the villa was filled with couriers early in the morning.

    Su Mingxiu's sleep was much lighter, and the cyan traces at the moment were even worse than before. She went downstairs and saw Ying Keer already holding the paper-removing knife, she nodded to her: " Take it apart."

      exposed to air—

    It is a trendy bracelet.

     Throwing the jewelry box aside, Ying Keer took off one piece without stopping, one, two... ten boxes in a row, all of which are different jewelry. But what they have in common is that they all overlap with the types of gifts that Su Mingxiu once gave her.

    This scene is not easy even for a fool to guess.

      It's all a conspiracy! Don't let me grab this bastard, or I'll definitely rip off his skin!"

    Breaking the gift that Sister Su gave her, and sending so many similar products in a grand manner, it seems like an apology on the surface, but the recipient reads Su Mingxiu, which is obvious Is a provocation!

    And it was for Su Ming embroidery!

    Speaking of which, Ying Ke'er looked at Su Mingxiu and gritted her teeth: "I'll let someone go..."

    Not finished.

    She heard a low smile, and the provoked man leaned against the stair railing, with one hand on his forehead, his shoulders shaking slightly when he laughed.

    Ying Ke'er couldn't help but make a "?"

    Seeing Su Mingxiu like this, she subconsciously asked: "Sister knows who the gift is given?"

    Su Mingxiu's smile gradually stopped, and there was still a gentle light in his obsidian-like eyes. After that, Ying Ke'er heard her answer briskly in an unprecedented indulgent tone:

    "A puppy."

    Ying Keer: "??"

    Su Mingxiu, who had guessed the answer early, looked at the brand gift and asked the system in her mind, "Are you sure she is really in debt?"

    After the system gave a positive reply, she raised her hand to touch her chin and asked Ying Ke'er, "Do you want to get angry?"

     Ying Keer's eyes lit up, and she even began to gear up.

    Su Mingxiu quickly gave the answer: "Go to a counter to order a gemstone ring, remember to send it to the circle of friends, and say I gave it to you—"

    "I will pick it up with you on the day it arrives."

    Ying Keer is very puzzled.

    But by her own ability, she really did not catch the guy who dared to damage her gift, so she had to do it with doubts, and waited until the counter lady sent her a message and politely asked her when she was free When she came to the store to see the finished product, she couldn't wait for a moment, she boldly skipped a performance class, and went home to urge Su Mingxiu to go out.

    After arriving at the destination, the counter lady welcomed them into the VIP area, brought fruit plates and cakes, squatted beside them, held the box and introduced the material of the ring to Ying Keer, whispering softly Discuss with her, if you are not satisfied with the design, you can change it.

    Ying Keer's mind was not on this, she looked around and asked Su Mingxiu in a low voice, "Is that guy really coming?"

    Even if there is no systematic reminder, Su Mingxiu can guess Yu Yinglan's whereabouts. Hearing that, the corner of her lips smiles deeper, she gets up and walks out, "You look first, I'll look at other products ."

    Ying Ke'er looked at her hesitantly, and finally stayed in this room obediently.

    The product manager heard that she also wanted to order jewelry, and quickly led her to another room alone, also served a fruit plate and tea, and slowly said to her: "We recently have a batch of A gem of very good condition, wait a moment, I'll get you a picture book."

    Su Mingxiu nodded and took the tea next to her. The paper cup was turned in her palm, and she drank it with a smile.

    The cup was placed back on the table.

    Suddenly soft music was played in the room, and a heavy sandalwood fragrance dissipated.

    Su Mingxiu did not resist the sleepiness, she closed her eyes and leaned on the sofa, and fell asleep in a short while.

    There are thick curtains everywhere in the room, which isolates the outside world from peeping into the VIP room and gives the VIPs a comfortable personal space.

    However, at this moment, a figure quietly appeared from behind the curtain and quickly walked in front of the sleeping Su Mingxiu.

    When she leaned over, she saw that Su Mingxiu's eyes were very blue.

    Yubai's fingertips caressed Su Mingxiu's eyelashes, brushed the long eyelashes like crow feathers, and found that the person was not awakened, and the only person who came to touch the insomnia in the eye socket gently trace.

    She smiled silently.

    —It turns out that only herself can cure her insomnia, and neither can anyone else.

    But the smile quickly turned cold, and the dark brown eyes were gloomy: So what, didn't Su Mingxiu abandon her like a shoe?

    This kind of person who is cold to himself and others cannot be kept by his true feelings.

    【What do you want to do? 】

    At this moment, in Su Mingxiu's mind, the system was shocked by her pretending to be asleep, and couldn't help turning up the decibel to question her.

    Su Mingxiu smelled the icy mint fragrance, and her nerves relaxed, she was really sleepy for a while, and she couldn't even answer the system's questions:

    【As you can see, while on vacation, improve sleep quality by the way. 】

    System: [? 】

    It warns: "This is not the time for you to fall in love! You must not touch her!"

    After Su Mingxiu made a few perfunctory hums, she noticed that the other party was holding her hand, and lazily teased the system: "I didn't touch her, she took the initiative to touch me. "

    She thought that after finally meeting, Yu Yinglan should stay around her for a longer time. But she didn't wait for Yu Yinglan to make more movements until her hand was put down again and the faint mint smell was gone.

    The man lying dozing on the sofa slowly opened his eyes.

    The room is still surrounded by heavy curtains, the smell of incense has not dissipated, but the music has stopped.

    There is not even a single extra shadow in the room.

    Su Mingxiu followed the uncomfortable feeling between her fingers, and saw that the ring finger of the left hand, which was originally empty, was wrapped in a circle, that was...

    A ring of thorns.

    The long black thorns, close to the base of the fingers, are skillfully woven and extremely docile. But judging from the flamboyant thorns that made his middle and little fingers feel uncomfortable, it was far from being so well-behaved.

    More importantly.

     will dig deeper.

    Su Mingxiu stared at the thorn ring for a while, then laughed again, and finally sighed with a smile: "I'm really angry."