Chapter 8: A Crush

Although Luo Didiu kept pulling food into his mouth with his head down, he could still feel Chen Ziyu's hot eyes staring at him, and he had been silent since just now. And this silence is like a precursor to a storm!

Luo Didiu's movements to eat became slower and slower, and finally he stopped.

"Chen Ziyu, what kind of anger are you!"

"You ask knowingly!" Chen Ziyu shouted sullenly.

"What do I know, and you don't say it, how do I know what you're thinking!"

Loditius was a little irritable. This guy, why is the atmosphere so embarrassing.

From childhood to adulthood, in front of Chen Ziyu, she has always said whatever she has, and only in front of him is she the truest self. And Chen Ziyu is the same for her.

"Since I was a child, what have I thought about you, don't you understand?" Chen Ziyu's brows twisted.

"Can't I have friends of the opposite sex? If, I mean, I'm going to marry someday!"

"Slap" Chen Ziyu's hand slapped heavily on the dining table, "You can't marry someone else without my permission!"

"Chen Ziyu! You are unreasonable!"

At this moment, both of them are angry, since they were young, this is the first time they have quarreled, and it is for a strange man.

"I'm unreasonable! I'm unreasonable! Okay, okay, Luo Didiu, you can."

After speaking, Chen Ziyu stood up "pout", took a deep look at Luo Diudiu, and then turned around and locked himself in the bedroom not far away.

Looking at Chen Ziyu's closed door, Luo Diudiu's heart felt indescribably uncomfortable, and it seemed that something was stuck in his throat.

Shaking the wheelchair, she came to the computer desk, looking at the portrait on the drawing board, they were just one side, why did his figure linger in her mind for a long time? Why, in this man named Lu Mingyuan, what she felt was an unprecedented sense of familiarity and security?

Thinking of this, Luo Didiu smashed his head with his fist, crazy, Luo Diu, Luo Diu, what are you thinking!

I even thought about some things that I didn't have, and I quarreled with Chen Ziyu for a stranger! What's more, with your physical condition, can anyone like you? It's really whimsical, daydreaming, it's really damn good!

After Luo Didiu began to deny himself, he moved the wheelchair to the door of Chen Ziyu's room.

"Knock," she tapped softly on the door.

"Ziyu, come out to eat, it's all my fault just now, I shouldn't lose my temper at you, don't take the words you just said to heart. I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't be angry, okay"

“……”

After waiting for a while, there was no response, Luo Didiu put his ear on the door, and listened for a while, there seemed to be no movement in the room, presumably asleep, forget it, it's a big deal to apologize to him tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Luo Didiu returned to the computer desk and began to type, her desk was set up in the living room, Chen Ziyu could hear her tapping the keyboard every day when cooking, and sometimes as long as she tilted her head, she could be seen writing with a focused look.

As long as he sees such a picture, Chen Ziyu will feel very warm and down-to-earth.

At this moment, the whole room was extremely quiet, so quiet that only the sound of Luo Didiu crackling and typing could be heard......

Inside Chen Ziyu's room

Chen Ziyu sat on the ground with his back against the door, his arms wrapped around his legs, curled up in a ball. Thinking of the expression he had just seen Luo Didiu's concentration on painting that painting, Chen Ziyu's heart ached.

Since he was 14 years old, he began to have a crush on her when he first fell in love. They grew up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts. Never thought that one day there would be other men around her!

It was hard for Chen Ziyu to imagine what he would do if Luo Diudiu was no longer by his side one day...... Stay alive!

Thinking of this, Chen Ziyu's tears flowed down involuntarily.

It was already 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, Chen Ziyu walked out of the bedroom, saw that Luo Diudiu was still typing there, frowned, walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of water, silently put it on Luo Diudiu's table, turned around and prepared to leave, just took two steps, and a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Ziyu!"

Hearing such a call, Chen Ziyu paused. With his back to Lodiutius, he didn't turn around.

"Ziyu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper at you. Don't be angry, okay, that, the person in that portrait is just the image of the male protagonist in my novel. ”

Loditius paused for a moment and continued, "Also, don't you know what people are around me?

Hearing this, Chen Ziyu couldn't help but feel a little relaxed in her heart, too, what people are around her, wouldn't he know?

Whenever she knows someone and has dealings with someone, he Chen Ziyu will investigate in secret, perhaps, this time he really misunderstood her?

"I'm not angry, don't think about it, go to bed early, don't stay up late to catch up with the manuscript, it's not good for your health. ”

Chen Ziyu heard Luo Didiu's words just now, and his heart calmed down a lot, maybe he was too sensitive. There will always be a fear that one day I will lose her......

Hearing Chen Ziyu's tone soften, Luo Didiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You really don't blame me?"

At this moment, Chen Ziyu took a few deep breaths, slowly turned around, and gave Luo Diu a warm smile, "I never blame you." ”

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

In the dead of night, Chen Ziyu lay on the bed, tossing and turning, putting on headphones, and ringing in his ears was the classic old song of Lin Yilian:

"At Least There's You"

I'm afraid it's too late, I'm going to hold you;

Until you feel like your wrinkles have traces of age,

Until you are sure that you are real,

Until they lose their strength,

For your sake I am willing;

I can't move, and I have to look at you;

Until you feel your hairline;

There are traces of snow;

until the vision becomes blurry;

until they are unable to breathe;

Let's be inseparable.

If the whole world I can give up

At least you are worth cherishing

And here you are, the miracle of life;

Maybe the whole world can forget about it

Just don't want to lose your news

The mole in your palm, I always remember where it is;

It's not easy for us, we can't help ourselves;

I'm afraid that time is too fast to look at you carefully;

I'm afraid that time is too slow, and I'm worried about losing you day and night;

I can't wait to be white-headed overnight and never separate;

If the whole world I could give up,

At least you are worth cherishing,

And here you are, just a miracle of life;

Maybe the whole world can forget too,

Just don't want to lose your news,

The mole in your palm,

I always remember where,

Where is it