In the dead of night, after the clouds and rain in Wushan, Shelan hugged her, and her chin rested against her heart.

"I really want to go on like this. ”

Yan: "Okay. ”

Starlight peeps at people, tossing and turning and can't sleep. Yan has never asked much about Woad's condition, but he has not been concerned for a moment. It's like carefully protecting a thorn in your heart, and you can turn the head of the thorn towards yourself and not let Woad find out.

The night light on the bedside table emits a slight warm light, and when you raise your eyes slightly, the beautiful eyes of woad are as clear and clear as the dew of the heart of the hibiscus flower in the morning, and it seems to be able to emit night light, which is a kind of light that makes people quiet and easy to lose themselves.

If it is an abyss and is pulled by such a person, it will obediently follow.

When Yan thought of this, a chill suddenly arose in his heart.

Xianglan suddenly got up, sorted out her clothes, took a light blue nightgown and put it on for Yan's family, pulled her to the cloakroom, opened the innermost cabinet, and moved out a box.

"You open. ”

Cool sounds diffuse through the thin moonlight in the air. The warm light in the cloakroom hit the two of them, and their faces were slightly red.

An ordinary box was placed in front of the two of them.

Gan did so.

The box opened, and it was full of the little girl's belongings.

Doll, skirt.

Yan wasn't shocked this time. After all, she had already seen another women's clothing hobby of woad last time.

Sioh tells her that these are the objects that touched his heart when he was a child, but they have been destroyed.

He seemed to be talking about something very common, like saying that one day last year, there was a heavy rain, very big, but it was just a rain. But his clear eyes were clearly foggy.

- "If you don't obey, you will be beaten, and then these things will be thrown away, or destroyed in front of me." ”

His cool voice uttered something that pierced Yan's senses. The expression was obviously the usual calm and waveless, but it made Yan vaguely feel a stagnation in her chest, and there was an invisible labor pain that made her breathing almost difficult.

Yan suddenly remembered something important and grabbed his hand.

A deep scar on the wrist.

She had seen it a long time ago, but she hadn't asked.

There was no sound in the cloakroom. Yan's heart seemed to be pressed by a thin layer of ice, and the slightest coldness hit, followed by the fear brought by the ice about to melt.

Or rather, he's too abnormal.

Xiang Lan stared at her puzzled expression, her expression was a little lonely, and her eyes wrapped in a layer of mist had a sense of pity.

Looking at his facial features carefully, his long eyebrows are like willows, his body is like a jade tree, and his complexion is so white that it can be described as delicate, and it is rare in the world for a man to grow into such a beautiful appearance.

Think of him on stage again.

Maybe he's a woman.

The corners of Yan's lips, which had been pursed, were unconsciously raised at this moment. She hugged Wolan, spoke softly, and muttered, "Who the hell are you?" ”

- It doesn't matter if it's a human or a demon, I'll decide.

Shead asked her seriously, "Don't you want to hear it?" in a cold and warm voice.

Yan's eyes were firm, and his voice was blurred: "No, I want to hear it." ”

"I look like a woman. Wo Lan showed a sad smile, "You also became my fan because of this." ”

Yan Shi looked at him and shook his head violently: "How can I be such a superficial woman?"

Xiang Lan smiled, ignored her, and continued: "In a family like mine, I have been dragged by my parents to know all kinds of people since I was a child. ”

Yan Shi was puzzled: "Just because you look whiter than all of them?"

Xianglan looked at Yan's family, happy, and her voice was soft, "At that time, how did I know that they were jealous of me, I only knew that I would be angry when I went home, and my parents were also angry, so in a fit of anger, they threw me away." ”

With that, Woad stopped.

Yan knew that he was opening his heart to her in a way that sounded light and normal.

"If I knew you at that time, I would have hidden your golden house!"

She giggled, giving Woad courage, and he pulled her to the balcony and hugged her from behind.

At this time, the crescent moon is veiled, and the moonlight is bleak. The moonlight indifferently fell on the little face of the blue jade white, and it was cold and cold.

His eyes were dark, but the words he said were extraordinarily gentle and watery: "So, the people in the school want to hide my golden house, and occasionally tease me, paint my face as a girl, and let me wear a skirt." ”

Yan chuckled in his heart, and lost his expression.

School bullying, a word so far away from Yan's, is in front of her at this moment, and she can't wait to beat up all the children who have bullied her men.

Wo Lan said slowly: "At first, you will struggle, and then forget it, let them go." ”

At this point, he still avoided the important and trivial, hesitating whether to hand over more to the Yan family.

Yan was a little uncomfortable, how helpless he should be, it was really difficult to bear this kind of pressure alone. Cold and lonely, he has been cultivated like this since he was a child.

Without hesitation, he said: "You should have known me, a good-looking heroine, earlier." ”

Xiang Lan nodded and smiled slightly: "Yes." ”

"But you can beat them, but you can't beat a single person. ”

"Who?"

A bad omen suddenly rose in Yan's heart.

Siad Lan wrote lightly: "Siad Minghao. ”

Yan was surprised, "He's just a little fierce, I can cheat!"

"The toys and dolls that I like, he put them away and took me to the beach to dry, but I just don't tan them, don't you think it's amazing? Let me learn to play football, basketball, practice taekwondo, everything other boys will do, I have to learn what other boys do. Even if I don't like it. ”

"Won't you resist?"

"Resisted, useless. ”

The word "useless" is so lightweight, and behind it is a childhood shadow that no one can understand.

"Resist once, fight once. ”

Hearing this, Yan wanted to break free from his embrace and hug him head-on, but he refused.

Behind her, her eyes were a little confused, her pupils slowly lost focus, and she was dyed with a hint of anger. This kind of anger is something that Yan has never seen before. He didn't want her to see it.

It is precisely because of the improper education of his father when he was a child that a certain personality stays in the childhood of the male protagonist, and waits for the opportunity like a conspiracy to release his conspiracy and achieve the goal of revenge on his father. So when he became an adult, he split into a child's personality, which was homosexual, and began to take revenge on the original personality and his father.

And he usually gets sick when he receives feminine compliments such as sissy, sissy, very beautiful, very beautiful, etc.

Of course, he didn't plan to tell Yan.

These are all fallacies of psychiatrists.

Yan asked him cautiously, "So, the injury on your hand?"

"It's belt-pumped. ”

How much it hurts! Such a person with such fine skin and tender flesh. Yan was so distressed that he didn't care about anything, he turned around in his arms, and his whole head was drilled into his chest.

Woad felt the thin silk pajamas on her chest chill.

She cried.

He joked: "Boys, they are all beaten up, don't you know?"

The man in his arms shook his head vigorously.

In desperation, he had no choice but to free up a hand and push her face away.

A pair of misty eyes stared at him. His heart melted.

Bent over slightly, a gentle kiss on her eyes. His soft lips, with a faint mint aroma, spread over Yan's face from top to bottom.

"Don't cry, I don't like to see you cry. ”

"And what do you like?"

"I like you tearing the old pervert with your hands, that ruthlessness, it's really emotional. ”

He smiled, his smile as gentle as water, warm as twilight.