V2.Chapter 266 (1/2)

Miao Qing left, dragging her suitcase, quietly disappeared from Wang Fan's sight.

The moment the door closed, Wang Fan wanted to catch up and ask Miao Qing why she had to be so persistent.

If we say that Wang Fan has not paid anything for it, or that Wang fan is just evaluating the bad undercover life as an outsider, then Miao Qing's attitude can be understood.

After all, without empathy, there is no right to point fingers.

But Wang Fan for the immediate task, in order to have vowed, he experienced too many ordinary people can not bear the pain, he absolutely has the right, also has the qualification to judge everything undercover.

However, Miao Qing's attitude disappointed Wang Fan.

He thought that even everyone didn't understand his choice, at least Miao Qing should understand it, or Miao Qing should be the most supportive of him.

Indifference, disappointment, disdain!

Miao Qing's attitude towards Wang Fan's choice of white washing identity is somewhat implicit, but it can still make Wang Fan feel it.

Is it true that we must devote our most precious lives to our faith?

Wang Fan, who is in a low mood, sits on the bed and smokes one by one. He carefully reviews every sentence Miao Qing said and savors every expression of her.

From Miao Qing's words, there is the look when she hugs him, and the silence when she turns to leave.

Wang fan can feel how reluctant Miao Qing is and how attached he is.

But Wang Fan's heart is also very clear, even if it is so reluctant and sentimental, Miao Qing will not be stopped by him, and will not change her final choice for him.

”I have no self, I am loyal to faith!”

This is not the first time Wang Fan heard this sentence. When Uncle GUI taught him for the first time, he said the same thing to him.

At this time, Wang Fan still remembers how serious his face was and how powerful his voice was when ghost uncle said these words.

Once these words, also shocked Wang Fan's heart, let his body blood boiling unceasingly, let him without hesitation into such a life.

But now, Wang Fan hesitated, and he wavered in his original enthusiasm.

He longed for a new life and a break away from such days. He hoped to return to his mother and do something that a son should have done.

The door of the bathroom was opened gently, and Tong Jiahui, whose hair was still dripping, came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. While closing the door of the bathroom, she said, ”sister Qing, did you take out my pajamas for me?”

”Miao Qing is gone.” Wang Fan stood up, looked at Tong Jiahui with her back to him and whispered to her.

Tong Jiahui, who closed the bathroom door, heard Wang Fan's words and looked back at Wang Fan in doubt. She looked around the room again. Then she asked with an ugly face: ”did you take her away?”

”No, she said she had something to deal with, so she went back first.” Wang Fan pretended to reply easily.