"Brother Lang, don't you move, okay?" Wu Yazhen stood behind Guan Lang, a pair of slightly cold palms pressed his cheeks.

Guan Lang's eyes collided with her eyes through the clean makeup mirror in front of her, and saw that his little cousin's pupils flashed with excitement like autumn water.

Could this be the traditional art of the women of their family? In the past, it was just a few cousins and cousins playing pranks, pursuing a strategy of bullying their younger brother as soon as possible.

After all, it was a thing of the past, and people had to look forward, but now I can't imagine that even the youngest cousin is starting to learn badly.

Obviously, the last time we met during the Spring Festival, I was still very shy in front of him.

was shouted out by my aunt, but I just hung my head and blushed and shouted cousin, so I sat aside and read a book.

Now when I look at the people in front of me, I can only sigh at the impermanence of the world.

At least five months ago, he must not have imagined this situation.

I miss the girl who was pure and shy.

His eyes reflected through the mirror and looked at the little cousin behind him who was combing his hair......

He sighed, but for now... Belch.. Maybe it's not bad.

......

Man is a sword, I am a fish.

The handle was given to her hand, and Guan Lang lay flat and let her do something to her hairstyle.

Anyway, it's just a hairstyle, not forcing him to wear women's clothes.

His bottom line has not yet been reached.

Acceptable...... That's weird!

Twenty minutes later, he looked at himself in the mirror with a gloomy look.

Didn't you say it's good to tie your pigtails?

This... This... It's not women's clothing, but it's better than women's clothing.

In the mirror, there are two round balls on top of his head, and his black hair is tightly tied into two small lumps, looking beautiful and childish.

With such a girly hairstyle, no boy can hold it, right?

And it's just a pill head, why do you need makeup?

Guan Lang turned his head away and forced himself not to look at himself in the mirror.

I'm a macho man... I'm a macho man......

Guan Lang muttered softly, as if only by relying on this constant repetition of psychological hints could he not lose something precious.

Can't see more, it's terrible.

In case you get used to it, your brain will default to your usual image and it's over.

"Huh..... Ha, it's so cute!" Wu Yazhen wiped away the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes radiated a bright light.

Feed... You won't awaken any strange attributes, will you?" Guan Lang swallowed in fear.

Calm down, little girl.

"Ya... Zhen, this should be okay, right?" Guan Lang, who was forced to open, pulled a stiff smile.

"Ah, why, it's still early, isn't it?Cousin, don't you usually go to bed at twelve o'clock?" Wu Yazhen was taking pictures with her mobile phone and suddenly froze, raised her head and asked with a pout.

"But... But you still have class tomorrow... That's right, tomorrow is Thursday, so let's rest early, otherwise it will be bad if you don't have energy in class tomorrow. "Guan Lang has an expression on his face, I am a small matter, and you study first.

"Oh, that's fine, cousin, you don't have to worry about me, let's continue, I can't sleep when I go back to my room early." Wu Yazhen's face put a smile on her face again. "Anyway, I usually have to read magazines until 11 o'clock before going to bed, and now I have more than 40 minutes. ”

"Let's move on. ”

"Heh... Scold. ”

......

Nothing was said all night.

Yes!

Guan Lang suddenly got up from the bed, a little sweat oozing from his forehead.

He had a terrible nightmare, dreaming that he was changed into a skirt by a group of murderous relatives and sisters, and then the little cousin pierced him yesterday's ball on the head, and by the way, he also painted a charming makeup.

Then in the dream, he inexplicably dressed up with this face and went to the academy to class.

Then something even more terrifying was the fanatical pursuit of him by the male classmates in the academy, both physically and spiritually.

He was chased by a group of idiots all night in a dream.

It's horrible.

It can be called the most nightmare he has had in so many years.

It seems that the extremely evil events in the world encountered last night did leave a lot of psychological shadows on him.

The back of his hand wiped the tiny drops of sweat from his forehead, and Guan Lang exhaled.

Fortunately, it was just a dream, which meant that his discipline was not shattered.

It's wonderful.

As for last night's events, Guan Lang doesn't want to remember it anymore.

Life is so difficult, who doesn't have a black history?

Perhaps because he woke up from a nightmare, he woke up half an hour earlier than usual today.

The hands of the wall clock opposite the head of the bed move slowly and constantly, as if they could go on forever.

Two forty a.m...

Although it was early, he didn't want to go back to the cage.

Standing in front of the window, the cold wind blowing in the sky swept away his last trace of sleepiness.

I changed into a blue tracksuit and bent down to tie my shoelaces tightly.

Rubbing his cheeks slowly with his hands, he took a steady step.

Thanks to waking up early, he had dozens of minutes more time to exercise this morning.

He decided to change the route of his running today.

Although the moonlit scenery of the lotus pond by the lake is very moving, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is easy to get tired day after day.

"Wang!" was disturbed by the sound of his crisp footsteps, and the big dog in front of the community barked a few times, and the sound spread far away in the quiet street.

Although it was the end of June, the temperature at 2 o'clock in the morning in Tiannan seemed to return to February and March.

Guan Lang is agile and agile, the figure passes under the viaduct of Binhai Avenue, passes through the city square, passes by the Science and Technology City Station, and the lights flickering in the distance are the central business district of Tiannan City, and the high-rise buildings around him have become dense in the process of gradually moving.

The cold air spread down the trachea to the lungs, and the chest cavity was enveloped by the cool air.

"Whew. ”

On weekdays, the wide lane, which is full of traffic, has only a car passing by for a long time, and it is as open as a square.

Running in this deserted city, the world seems to be spread out only with its own clear footsteps, and there is a sense of calm that is both lonely and reassuring.

......

"Why are you so angry?" Gao Qianhe said in a long voice.

The hand he put on Guan Lang's shoulder was stiffly shaken off in Guan Lang's slightly unnatural expression.

"No... I think it's a little strange that the two of us guys are getting too close. Guan Lang was silent for a moment before he said lightly.

How can he explain it, can he tell the truth, saying that he had a nightmare last night, and in the dream you want to do something to me in women's clothing, I still have some psychological shadows.

"Eh, isn't it normal for boys to hook up their shoulders?" Gao Qianhe looked at Guan Lang's back as he walked quickly towards the classroom, with a confused expression.

It always feels like this guy is hiding from himself, huh?