"Alright, let's go to bed quickly. Stop doing facial broadcast gymnastics. ”

Facial broadcast gymnastics? What's that? For such a 'fresh' word, Zhong Yi said that he had never heard of it.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep." Reaching out his hand, L gently covered his palm over Zhongyi's face, covering his large, glowing eyes that were somewhat rejuvenated.

Feeling something pressing down, Zhong Yi subconsciously closed his eyes. The touch on his face and the smell of his nose made it easy for him to guess that it was L's slender white hands that covered his eyes.

Although he didn't like L, he didn't say anything to stop her behavior. He felt that these hands seemed to have a kind of comforting magic, which made him feel very comfortable, and he could let go of all his baggage, so that all right and wrong could stop in this tranquility and peace.

When people feel vulnerable, they start to think about it, and the painful memories that make them feel like a swamp in the mud, often leaving them trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

It's like a favorite at this time. The feeling of powerlessness in his body caused a long-standing feeling of emptiness in his body.

He suddenly felt so tired, both physically and mentally, too tired, too tired. For a long time, he had become accustomed to keeping all his thoughts in his heart. He always pays silently, just to get an affirmation or a smile from that person.

But as time went on, he couldn't just settle for these little things. He began to become greedy and began to want more of it.

But reality often told him not to do that. The result of that will only hurt more people. In the final analysis, he is not a ruthless person, and he cannot take unscrupulous methods for his own selfish desires.

Sometimes he often wonders why he likes Qin Haoyu for what. Even if he was born gay, then there are many boys who are more handsome and have better personalities than him, why has that heart never changed?

This answer has puzzled him for a long time. It was so long that he didn't want to find that answer anymore. Maybe it's like one writer said. Maybe it was the day I met him, the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, and you just happened to have a smile on the corner of your mouth.

Yes, he remembered the sweet smile that rose on his lips that little one after he helped the short, cowardly man beat him off. It was at that time that a person lived in his heart. He locked him in the deepest part of his heart, afraid that others would find out his secret, so he hid the only key that could be happily locked.

Hiding things is what he is best at, and as time has passed, even he has forgotten where the 'key' was hidden by him. There was no way, he had to start resigned himself to living with the heavy heart lock in his heart.

I've walked through a lot of different places and met a lot of different people. But he still hasn't found the 'key', and even if he wants to 'fake' a copy, he doesn't have that chance at all.

It's really tired, and he really doesn't want to live like this anymore by 'pretending he's doing well'.

A tear slipped down through his closed eyelids, through the long, crossed, thick eyelashes, and along the contours of the corners of his eyes.

Feeling the wetness under the palm, l was a little stunned. Just when I wanted to take my hand away to see what it was, Zhong Yi, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Don't move, will you let it sit for a while?" There was a hint of begging in his hoarse voice, mixed with some whimpering.

Feeling him grasping her trembling hand, she didn't know what was wrong with Zhongyi, but she could clearly feel the deep sadness emanating from his body. I don't know why, she suddenly felt that Zhong was so pitiful, and he needed someone to give him a strength.

"Okay, I'm not moving." L made a soft voice that even she couldn't have imagined, and slowly put her hand back in place.

"Thank you." For L's compliance, Zhong Yi is very grateful.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

"Why are you here?" Just when L thought he was going to fall asleep, he opened his mouth faintly.

l looked at him puzzled, not knowing what he meant by this. Is that why she was in his room?

Zhong Yi didn't mind if she answered herself, just muttered to herself, and continued to speak in an explanatory tone.

"You know what? I envy you, you can easily have, something I've always wanted to have. But sometimes I'm jealous of you, and if it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't be so miserable. Your arrival has changed a lot of things. ”

"......" L didn't expect Zhong Yi to say this to him. His appearance reminded her of the previous time, when she came back late for the first time, and she liked to treat herself. Only this time, his mood was surprisingly calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"I want to be like you, who doesn't care about anything. But after trying it, I realized that I couldn't do it at all, not at all. You say, are you too heartless? Or am I too stupid and stupid? ”

"......" didn't say anything, L just listened attentively to what he said.

She didn't quite understand why she was saying this to herself. Did she have something he couldn't get? Why she didn't know. It seems that if you have it, you have it; What you don't have, you like. So what else is there to envy him? Could it be those mutation factors in your own body?

However, this idea was quickly overturned by L. She hadn't mentioned these things to them at all, nor had she shown them the abilities of those extraordinary people in front of them. Moreover, the organization's secrecy has always been very hidden, and it is impossible for them to find out.

But if it's not this, what does he have to envy?

"Do you know why I have to keep this lamp in front of my bed every night? That's because I know that he has this little habit. So, I began to sleep with the lamp on the same way as he did, so that it was as if I was lying next to him. It's just my own wishful thinking, but I'm happy about it. I've been maintaining this habit for seven years, and people say it's a seven-year itch, but I'm a fool who keeps my original intention. Liking him has only increased, not decreased. ”

Zhongyi's tone was calm, but L could feel the sadness in his words. It's not that she knows how to feel the minds of others, but the moist feeling that comes from under her palm again makes her feel it.

"Sometimes when I think about what happened, even I want to smack myself. You say, whether it's about family background or appearance, which point will I lose to others? I don't dare to say it too big, just talk about this city, I like to definitely be the best in the front. I'm so fucking cheap when the conditions are so good, just hanging on this big tree! And it's a tree that doesn't bear fruit. Do you think I'm ** sick! Suddenly, Zhongyi's emotions became a little excited. The green tendons on the neck are highlighted.

"......" l didn't know what to say.

Just when she thought that Zhong Yi would jump up excitedly. I heard that he was lying on the bed, and suddenly laughed softly. The style of painting turned too fast, so that L didn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Oh, you don't understand what I'm saying! Actually, I don't know what I'm talking about right now. It's just that some words have been held in my heart for too long, which makes me feel too tired. Really tired, Xiaoshuang, will you be so tired too? Can you relate to how I'm feeling right now? ”

sighed helplessly, l didn't know what was going on, it would make Zhong Yi seem so helpless. She didn't know how to answer, but if it was her......

"If you're tired, go to sleep. If you wake up tired, fill your stomach and go back to sleep. If it goes on like this, there will always be a time when you can completely ease up. ”

Hearing L's words, Zhong Yi fell silent.

"Are you trying to tell me that no matter what happens, keep a calm mind and things will always work out perfectly?"

"......" is not, in fact, she means it literally.

However, L did not deny it, and she took a tacit attitude. Since it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, anyway, she doesn't understand what this guy is talking about, what 'tired' is. But for sure, it's not what she just thought.

There is no certainty, and there is no denial. I like to think that this is the default of L.

What a luxury thing that is. He estimated that he would never be able to understand what it was like to be in his life. Alas, life always goes on. Who knows what the future holds! Maybe one day, the tendon in his head that is tied with a dead knot will automatically untie it.

In fact, he wanted to tell L that he hated her, but he didn't hate her. But I didn't have time to say this.

After all, this body was still sick, and it didn't take long for Zhong Yi to feel the grogginess in his head come up again. Slowly, he fell asleep in a daze.

"Favored?" I didn't see any reaction from Zhong for a long time, and L called him tentatively and softly.

There was no answer to her, and it seemed that she should be asleep.

'Huh'l exhaled, and was ready to leave, go back and lie on the bed while there was still a little time.

As a result, as soon as she was about to stand up, she sadly found that her wrist was tightly grasped by Zhongyi.

That was just now, when she wanted to pick up her hand to see if Zhong Yi was crying, he grabbed her. As a result, it has never been taken away again.

Tentatively, L retracted his arm, trying to break his wrist out of the hot palm.

But Zhong Yi grabbed it too tightly, and she couldn't save her wrist from his hands except with a strong hand.

This part comes from reading books