After Xu Ziran returned home, he took a shower first.

After taking a shower, Qiu Yurou had actually prepared dinner, Xu Ziran looked at the green vegetable porridge on the table, and tried her best to hold back the sad expression.

However, there was probably still a hint of it, which was seen by Qiu Yurou, and the other party said good-naturedly: "If you have a bad stomach, let's eat something light tonight." ”

Xu Ziran looked at the porridge on the table, went to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot, and after finding that there were no other dishes, he said, "Then what do you eat at night?" ”

Qiu Yurou smiled softly: "I ordered pizza." ”

Xu Ziran: "......", although he will be very reluctant to eat such a thing that can fade out of the bird like Qiu Yurou and herself, but when she learns that the other party is not ready to eat with her, what is this subtle feeling......

Qiu Yurou pulled Xu Ziran to sit on the edge of the dining table, and when she saw Xu Ziran's gloomy expression, she smiled and said, "What?" Don't like my cooking? ”

Xu Ziran hurriedly shook his head, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew and ate.

Although it is vegetable porridge, it is obvious that it has taken a lot of thought, the rice is soft and glutinous, melts in the mouth, and the saltiness is suitable, Xu Ziran's disappointment was quickly dispelled, she drank two bowls in a row, and she was sweating profusely and burping.

After she was completely full, the takeaway pizza had not yet arrived, and Qiu Yurou rushed her to call her back to her room to rest.

This is also in Xu Ziran's arms, and she really wants to lie in bed to "have a big dream".

She was pushed to the bedroom by Qiu Yurou, and when she sat on the edge of the bed and was about to lie down, she looked up and saw Qiu Yurou with a soft smile in the warm yellow light, and she couldn't help but think of the "Qiu Yurou" in her dream.

They obviously have exactly the same face, but they can distinguish no matter how blind they are, they are different people.

At some moments, during the period of time when she was drifting like a spirit behind her, Xu Ziran often wanted to hug the "Qiu Yurou" in her dreams, she could clearly perceive the difference between her feelings for the other party and Qiu Yurou in front of her, but whenever she remembered that they were "the same person", Xu Ziran's heart couldn't help but tighten.

What's more, when he was alone, Xu Ziran always thought uncontrollably, which world is the world that really belongs to him?

Xu Ziran doesn't think of himself as an emotional person, but anyone who encounters this kind of thing will probably think about the meaning of life like a philosopher, right?

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies and butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, is it a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly-

- What if it's just a dream right now?

Xu Ziran didn't dare to think about it.

She just hugged Qiu Yurou irrepressibly at this moment, and then hugged the other party on the bed.

"Don't leave me." She murmured.

Qiu Yurou looked stunned, although she didn't know why the other party was suddenly so vulnerable, she immediately reached out to wrap her arms around the other party and patted Xu Ziran on the back.

"I won't." Qiu Yurou's voice was much firmer than before, because she was definitely much more determined than Xu Ziran in this matter.

She even felt frustrated that Xu Ziran would say such a thing, because she thought that she had been resolute enough for Xu Ziran to fully believe in her and feel safe.

Isn't there anything wrong with me lately? She reflected.

And the next second, she heard Xu Ziran muttering in a low voice: "I don't want to leave you either." ”

She thought in her heart, could there be something that would make Xu Ziran feel that she was leaving her?

Qiu Yurou thought about it for a while, and found that there were too many such things.

In addition to the current predicament, the obstacles between them are also the parents of both sides, as well as their own inexplicable soul disorder, and perhaps - this society......

These are all things that Qiu Yurou can't do, she can change herself, but she can't change others.

So she had no choice but to hug Xu Ziran tighter and said, "I won't let you leave me." ”

- Since those things are difficult to change, then there is no need to change them at all, she will do her best to grab what she wants, and since she already has it, the best life she can imagine.

The body in her arms was soft and warm, and Qiu Yurou felt the other party's head pressed against her neck, and the hot and humid breath sprayed on her collarbone.

Qiu Yurou hugged Xu Ziran, kissed the other party's hair, and gently patted the other party's back until the other party's breathing gradually stabilized.

She slowly stood up and saw Xu Ziran with her eyes closed and already asleep.

A smile tussed at the corner of the other party's mouth in his sleep, probably what kind of good dream he was having......

……

Was it a good dream?

Not really.

Xu Ziran just looked at himself in high school and thought it was funny.

In the dream, it is obvious that the high school self in the previous life is calling friends to talk about going out on weekends, surrounded by everyone, and is the center of everyone's attention.

"Big brother, where do you say you're going?"

Xu Ziran remembered that he had a nickname at that time, and he was called "big brother".

How strange it was for high school students at that time, it seemed that if the relationship was good, they had to climb a relative.

Looking at myself at that time now, it is undoubtedly stupid and naïve, Xu Ziran doesn't want to see it, but except for himself, other scenes are forbidden or blurred, it is obvious that the center of this memory is "Xu Ziran".

And the person who created this memory was "Qiu Yurou" sitting in the corner.

Qiu Yurou's position was occupied by Tian Jiaqi, so she sat in Tian Jiaqi's position and glanced at Xu Ziran from time to time.

Xu Ziran never realized that at that time, Qiu Yurou in high school paid so much attention to herself.

Qiu Yurou lowered her head as if she was doing a question, but when Xu Ziran looked at the scratch paper in the other party's hand, she found that she was tracing the outline of someone on the paper.

That person had a small face and delicate eyes, and although there were only a few strokes, he could also see that he had a look full of vitality, and he looked a bit like - or obviously - Xu Ziran.

Xu Ziran looked at Qiu Yurou's movements with a little surprise, she didn't know that Qiu Yurou could draw in the past, and she could draw so well, so she could draw □□ with a few strokes, obviously she had a foundation and talent.

Xu Ziran was about to take a closer look, but the teacher suddenly walked in and scolded everyone to prepare for class.

The people around "Xu Ziran" dispersed in a hurry, and Qiu Yurou hurriedly packed up the things on the table and returned to her place.

Xu Ziran still stayed where she was, because she found that Qiu Yurou had left a piece of paper on the table in a hurry.

There was a little poem written on that piece of paper -

I know that love,

It is a flower that has not bloomed in spring.

and only in the heart,

Yet, yet.

Xu Ziran looked at it word by word, and was a little dazed in his heart.

Tian Jiaqi returned to her seat and saw the poem, so she shouted: "Qiu Yurou, you left a piece of scratch paper here with me." ”

She picked it up and said, "What is this about?" Whose poems are they? ”

Qiu Yurou's cheeks were already flushed, and she hurriedly ran over to snatch it.

Tian Jiaqi read it: "I know that love is a flower that has not bloomed in spring, and it only blooms in my heart, but ...... However? But shouldn't it be followed by a sentence? ”

Qiu Yurou looked at Tian Jiaqi with red eyes and said, "Give it back to me?" ”

Tian Jiaqi said: "This is not what you wrote, right?" ”

Qiu Yurou only looked at Tian Jiaqi.

Tian Jiaqi was worried when she was watched, so she threw the paper to Qiu Yurou, and said angrily: "What are you doing, it looks like I bullied you." ”

Qiu Yurou took the paper silently and returned to her seat with a blank face.

Tian Jiaqi muttered behind her back: "It's gloomy." ”

Xu Ziran thought, yes, that's right, it's really not his own memories that are wrong, Qiu Yurou in high school in her previous life, unlike in this life, the other party really doesn't like to talk, and there is no expression on her face, to put it bluntly, it's just a little gloomy.

Xu Ziran already knew the reason why the other party was like this, so he was inevitably a little distressed, and sighed in his heart.

Qiu Yurou sat back in her seat.

"Xu Ziran" on the side suddenly poked his head out.

The other party was not upset because Qiu Yurou had a conflict with his best friend, but said with a hearty smile: "It's a haiku, right?" ”

Qiu Yurou breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly clenched her fists.

"Xu Ziran" looked proud: "It looks like a haiku - is your crush in this song?" Who do you have a crush on? ”

Tightly as a bystander of memories, at this moment, Xu Ziran seemed to feel the violently beating heart of "Qiu Yurou" and the surging emotions that came from the roar.

- she saw it.

- Sure enough, she was the only one who could see it.

— but I can't tell her.

- I'll never be able to tell her.

The throbbing and helplessness are intertwined into bitterness, which spreads down from the tongue coating and becomes a hard cocoon across the throat, which cannot be confided or displayed.

Qiu Yurou swallowed her saliva and said, "No, write it casually." ”

The expression was cold and indifferent.

Xu Ziran looked at her and said, "What's the big deal if you have someone you like, you should smile more, and the person you like will definitely like it." ”

Qiu Yurou blurted out: "What's the matter with you." ”

Xu Ziran let out an "oh", nested back to his place, and lay on the table to stop talking to Qiu Yurou.

For a moment, Qiu Yurou showed a look of regret.

However, this look was fleeting, and soon changed to a calm without any fluctuations.

The days went by like this.

Xu Ziran has never understood so clearly as now, it turns out that Qiu Yurou has been paying attention to herself.

She pays attention to herself, but never shows it, and later, she becomes more and more flawless, but when no one notices, she will still show a slightly warm gaze, like releasing a small pressure of her own.

- Maybe it's not small.

In the dead of night, Xu Ziran watched Qiu Yurou in a daze in his room, suddenly remembered something, and began to practice smiling in the mirror.

She practiced over and over again, and in the end, she became more and more perfect - like the future "Qiu Yurou".

So, did that smile, that kind of words, and that kind of behavior all come through practice?

Xu Ziran was in a complicated mood.

She felt distressed, but suddenly felt clearly that Qiu Yurou, who she had been reborn, had become a completely different person from the original her.

The picture finally faded away, and after it was pitch black, Xu Ziran opened his eyes and came to a familiar place.

It's not the home – it's the punishment space.