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If he hadn't experienced it himself, even Jovan himself would have thought that the words sounded ridiculous, after all, this wasn't a world of weirdness.

He originally had been ready Chen Canaan will be when he was talking about jokes, I did not expect the other party did not ask anything, already in tears and did not say a word, could not help but be slightly stunned.

Apparently he believed it.

Because it was so unexpected, he looked at Chen Canaan, who was in tears, and for a moment did not know how to go on - because he knew that if the other party believed his words even just a little bit, it would be an exceptionally cruel and sad story.

In his place, he couldn't accept that his younger brother, who he grew up with, had long since left this world, and that the person who had spent the last year or so with him as Xiao Qiao was actually an outsider.

But since he had already opened his mouth, he had to continue, his throat slid slightly, forced a smile, and spoke in a hard voice: "You see, Xiao Qiao is afraid of water never went into the sea, right? Yet I can swim. Isn't it always said that I've changed a lot? The reason is that I am not the Xiao Qiao that grew up with you. Whether you accept this reality or not, I have to tell you."

Chen Canaan looked at him, her tears growing more and more violent, and only after a long time did she ask in a muffled voice, "What about Xiao Qiao?"

Qiaowen shook his head, "Probably went to another world and became another person, just like me." He wasn't sure where the original Xiao Qiao had gone. In the original world, this frail and pitiful teenager had long since passed away, yet with his own arrival, this body, which was supposed to perish, was occupied by him to be reborn. Then the original Xiao Qiao, it was also very likely that he, like himself, had gone to another world to be reborn.

Whether that was true or not, at least it was a nice expectation that would make Chen Canaan feel better.

Chen Canaan really looked a little slower when he heard this, and casually wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, then asked in a jarring voice, "Is it going to your world?"

Jovian: "Maybe."

"What's your world like?"

Jovian laughed softly, "Not bad at all, surely it suits him better than your world."

Chen Canaan nodded.

Jovian looked at her silently and asked, "So Nan, do you believe what I said?"

Chen Canaan lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Jovan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Nan ......"

Chen Canaan slowly raised his head to look at him and asked, word for word, "Is Xiao Qiao really gone?"

Jovian pursed his lips and nodded with difficulty.

Chen Canaan looked at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly lost her voice and cried.

Because he was moving too much, the sporadic swimmers around him, couldn't help but look over, but he was oblivious.

Qiao Wen silently looked at the youth in front of him who was crying without any image, and suddenly felt that letting him, who was originally immersed in the joy of his twentieth birthday, learn of such a bolt from the blue was really a bit cruel to him.

However, once the words were spoken, they could not be taken back. He sighed ruefully, patted the other man on the shoulder, turned back to pack their bags, returned the rented parasol and walked back, the guy still crying in pain where he was.

Qiao Wen could only bend down to hold his arm, "Brother Nan, the sun is setting, let's go back."

Chen Canaan cried and stood up, yet his body felt like it was deflated, so he couldn't stand up at all, and could only move forward with difficulty with the help of Qiao Wen's pitiful strength.

Qiao Wen exerted all his strength before dragging the man into the car. He got himself into the driver's seat and fastened the seatbelt for the co-pilot, looked at him silently, took a deep breath, started the car, and left this still beautiful coast.

On the way back, Chen Canaan had been crying, bawling at first, and then, not knowing if he was tired or not, turned into intermittent sobbing. Qiao Wen was worried that he wouldn't faint. I don't know how a big man who wasn't afraid of pain and suffering could cry so much.

But then he thought that the crying was because of the original Xiao Qiao - the beautiful brother that he loved with all his heart and soul - and he couldn't help but sigh again.

Back downstairs in the apartment, it was early light.

Qiao Wen originally wanted to help people back, but opened the door to pull his arm, found that this guy has been hysterical, can not be pulled also called should not be, can only go to the side to find a pay phone, will be called down by the upstairs of the Howie.

Howie, who hurriedly ran here, was shocked to see the person in the car crying with red and swollen eyes, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Were you beaten up?"

Chen Canaan was still in a choking trance, ignoring his words.

Howie asked again urgently, "Brother Mann, what's wrong with my brother?"

Jovian: "...... got beat up."

Howie was furious: "Who is it? Even dare to beat up my brother? I'm going to tell Brother Feng."

Qiaowen: "Don't ask, first carry your brother upstairs so he can get some rest."

"Uh-huh." Howie nodded his head vigorously, roughly pulling Canaan Chen out of the passenger seat and carrying him on his back, not forgetting to ask Qiao Wen, "Brother Wen, you didn't get hit, did you?"

Jovan: "...... no."

Thinking that the other party needed a bit of time to calm down, and might also be temporarily unwilling to face him as an outsider who had taken over the nest, after returning home, Qiao Wen didn't go next door to check on Chen Canaan's condition.

In fact, he thought correctly, for the next week or so, Chen Canaan didn't appear in front of him, listening to Howie say that he had something to do lately, and was staying at the martial arts center.

Something's wrong. Hiding from him is real.

From the moment Qiao Wen chose to tell the other party the truth, he knew what consequences he might face. But when he thought that Chen Canaan, who had originally been so attached to himself, might become estranged from him from now on, to say that there wasn't a bit of sadness in his heart would definitely be a lie.

Because Chen Canaan was the most important person in this other world, himself.

At night, naturally, Chen Canaan would not report to him, and the English books and cards prepared for him were still on the bedside table.

When he thought of the past month, this guy was so tired that his eyes were fighting every day, but he also had to force himself to learn English, he wanted to laugh and felt frustrated ...... and a little angry.

This asshole, although he is not with him to grow up with Xiao Qiao, but this more than a year the two people live with the experience of birth and death, so a write-off?

You've been so good to him, and you're going to erase him too?

He couldn't even begin to imagine.

Originally, Qiao Wen was hoping that Chen Canaan had figured it out to come and take the initiative to find himself, but more than a week had passed and the guy hadn't even returned home, so it was obvious that he wouldn't figure it out for a while.

Eventually an excuse was made to go to the Anan Martial Arts Center.

He didn't go straight up the stairs, but gave two dollars to a newsboy on the side of the road and told him to go upstairs to Ah Nam's martial arts school, saying that someone was looking for Pretty Boy Nam.

Chen Canaan came down very quickly, the newsboy's front foot went out, he followed him out, only to see Qiao Wen standing by the side of the road, immediately like seeing a ghost, turned around and wanted to escape inside.

"Chen Canaan!" Qiao Wen called out to him in a loud voice.

So pretty boy Nan this fleeing pace can only halfway abort, and then slowly turn around, drooping head toward him. Although he walked to him, but still did not look up, only staring at their own toes for a long time without making a sound.

More than a week no see, this guy probably did not eat and sleep well, the whole person seems to be ruthlessly thin a big circle, but may have been in the martial arts hall did not go out, but a few points white, so more emaciated.

Qiao Wen was actually a bit heartbroken, but again, he was exasperated by this reaction and laughed, he took a deep breath, "Brother Nan, the villa application information has been re-done, you're also the boss, I'll bring it over for you to sign, we'll re-send it for approval tomorrow."

Chen Canaan still kept his head down, "Oh."

Jovian took a tap pen and handed it to him, spread out the document in his own hand and pointed to the signature, "Here."

Chen Canaan held the pen, signed his big name with a chicken claw steak-like character, signed the pen back to him after signing, turned around to go.

"Nan ......," Jovian called to him again.

Chen Canaan stopped but didn't turn around.

Jovian sighed and asked, "Are you resenting me?"

Chen Canaan shook his head and muffled, "No."

Jovian laughed helplessly, "I know you can't accept it, but it's not something I can choose." He gave a slight beat, "To be honest, I don't really want to become another person either, and if I could, I would love to return to my old world."

Chen Canaan turned his head violently and looked at him with wide-eyed astonishment.

Jovian let out a breath and waved a hand at him, "Alright, go ahead and calm down, and come back to me when you've figured it out."

With that, he turned his head and got into the cab waiting at the curb without looking back.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Chen Canaan's raw and detached reaction had hurt him a little.

Chen Canaan standing on the side of the road, looking at the cab that went away, suddenly thought of something, like a panic, eyes wide open, want to pull out his legs to catch up with the car to stop, but reacted, the red car, has quickly disappeared around the corner.

At 9:30 p.m., Jovan was watching TV's with his granny when a knock sounded on the door.

He got up and walked over to the foyer and opened the door, seeing the long figure standing in the doorway, stunned and almost a little skeptical that he had been mistaken.

Chen Canaan looked at him, then unnaturally averted his gaze and whispered, "Xiao Qiao, I'll learn English."

Jovian looked at him silently for a moment, then finally sighed, sidestepped, and said, "Come in."

The two walked to the house one after the other.

Granny Qiao, because she hadn't seen Chen Canaan for more than a week, when she saw him come to her home at the moment, she smiled and said, "Nan, I haven't seen you for a few days, is the martial arts school so busy?"

Chen Canaan whispered, "These past few days have been a bit busy."

Granny Qiao said, "Aiya, you're all thin, did you not eat well, you still have to go home for dinner!"

Chen Canaan stammered and nodded, "Uh-huh."

Granny Qiao nodded smilingly and got up, "Alright, you two kids play, I'll go back to my room to rest as an old woman."

Jovian said, "Good night Grandma."

After seeing the granny into her bedroom, Qiaowen turned off the TV and glanced at Chen Canaan before heading towards his room.

Chen Canaan silently followed him.

Unlike usual, he didn't splash into bed with a big grin today, but sat honestly on the edge of the bed and watched as Qiaowen picked up the English book and cards, then whispered, "I've memorized everything I learned before, so I'd better learn three sentences and three words today."

Jovian looked away and nodded.

He sat down across from him, with almost two people between them.

The two were really like a teacher and a student, one teaching seriously and the other learning by heart, neither of them opening their mouths to say anything else.

Half an hour later, the lesson was over.

Qiao Wen put the books and cards back on the bedside table before he had the good sense to look at the youth across from him. Chen Canaan's slightly haggard black eyes also finally met his eyes.

The two looked straight at each other like this, and after a long time, Chen Canaan finally opened his mouth, "Xiao Qiao ......"

"Hmm?"

Chen Canaan lowered his head once again, going to look at his fingers that seemed to be resting somewhat nowhere, and whispered, "You said earlier that you were eager to return to your own world."

Jovian nodded, "Uh-huh."

Chen Canaan said, "Then will you leave too?"

Qiaowen was slightly stunned, and after a moment, he laughed softly and shook his head, "I don't think so, unless it's another death."

Chen Canaan snapped his head up and reached out to cover his mouth tightly.

Jovian froze at his unexpected movement, and looked at him strangely with wide, dark eyes.

As if Chen Canaan suddenly realized something, he hurriedly retracted his hand in a panic and even put it behind his back, then got up as if he was scrambling, "Then I'll go back to bed."

Jovian nodded and stood up with him, silently walking the man to the door.

Chen Canaan went out the door, turned around again, watched his lips open and close for a long time, and finally ventured out, "Goodnight."

Jovian sighed, "Good night."

Then closing the door gently behind him, Chen Canaan looked at the door in front of him that separated himself from Qiao Wen, turned around, unloaded his strength and leaned against the door panel, and slapped himself hard.

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