Chapter 53: Five: Accompany You to the End-1
I really want to go one step further with Angel. But after all, I couldn't let go of what I imagined.
I can't help but think of the picture of the physical education teacher in the past. My body stiffened uncontrollably, resisting Angel's movements against my will. I had a splitting headache, a dry throat, and I felt suffocated.
Angel circled me and whispered, "It's okay, Kang Rong, it's all over." It's okay. β
He pecked me in the face and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
I lay in a large font and stared at the starry sky painted on the ceiling.
According to Haboru's theory, the so-called mental illness is often the product of human beings. If we could get out of the horns of the bull β "epiphany" and "nirvana" are just a bit of a fancy way of saying it β human beings would not have so many troubles, let alone so many conflicts and sins.
I'm ashamed, I seem to be a pretty good guy.
It was a long time before Angel returned. He had a beautiful glass in his hand, "I made you a cup of acacia tea, it may not taste good, but it is very soothing." β
"Thank you." I took the tea, "Just now...... Yes......"
"Ahem, it's nothing," Angel turned her head embarrassedly, "it's me...... I'm in too much of a hurry. β
The taste of acacia tea is not happy at all. I didn't want to waste Angel's heart, so I took half a drink.
"I found that the yellow storm Kang Rong is also a little good - he just won't be cowardly, hehe." Angel broke the silence and grinned, "Next time you have a split personality, I must take the opportunity to do you!" β
"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't have a chanceβbecause I'll be fine soon." I put down my teacup and smiled at him too.
It's going to be okay - I said to Angel and to myself. No matter how stupid I am, I won't get into the horns for someone I hate.
He put his hand on my shoulder: "Don't put pressure on yourself. β
"No, it won't. Haboru helped me a lot. The environment here is also very good. That's when I came to the question, "By the way, her consultation fee is high, right?" I ......"
"That's right, Qian Xuesen has two bombs and one star, she has two bombs and three stars, and most people can't afford to invite her." Angel put her hands behind her head leisurely, "I sold you to barely cover her salary." How about selling yourself to me? β
"Two bullets and three stars?"
"This, uh...... I made it up. Angel reached out and rubbed my ear again, "You, you, what are you thinking?" Also the consultation fee? She doesn't need that kind of thing, and you're not a philistine. Don't think about it. β
"She's so weird." I think of Haboru, "She's got a weird name, and she can read minds...... She looks like a young girl, but she's very capable......"
Angel sneered: "She's young? Hahaha...... Her real age, it scares you when she says it! β
"Huh? I think she's only about twenty, and at most twenty-seven or eighteen...... "Haboru's appearance is not inferior to the most popular female stars, I can't imagine anyone who can maintain that effect."
"She's older than your mother. Much older. Angel retracted her smile, "I still won't tell you." Just think she's an old monster. β
"Old youkai? Damn, what are you saying about me behind my back? Brainless? Nerd? Stinky stuffy sticks? β
"She's an old monster...... "Angel is innocent and aggrieved, "I haven't said anything bad about you behind your back, and I haven't given you a nickname." It's true. Angel paused and smiled again, "But I like to call you Kangmeiren, haha." β
"......" I rolled my eyes twice and rolled over to sleep.
Angel lifted my quilt again: "Hey, didn't you say you wanted to listen to my story?" Why did you fall asleep? β
I was not sleepy, and I opened my eyes to him: "You say, I listen." β
"Don't look at me like that, I'm embarrassed." Angel cleared her throat.
I sat up, clasped my hands on my knees, and pressed my face to my knees: "Are you still embarrassed?" I looked at the shallow flush on his face and couldn't help but want to laugh: "Okay, you just say it, it's not an interview." I said, "I want to hear it." β
"Then start with ...... Let's start when I get to my new home......" Angel looked directly at the dark illustration in front of her, as if she was caught in a memory.
Angel gazes at Paul Gauguin's "The Wandering Spirit"; I hate the weirdness and loneliness of this painting. I turned my head and continued to look at Angel.
"When I was three years old, I was adopted by Uncle Zhao, and I don't remember much about it before that. They treated me very well, and I saw them as my own parents since I was a child, and I didn't feel very different.
"As for the name, it was also given by my dad. He said that I was his angel, and my father happened to be surnamed Ann, so he called this.
"But I don't think 'Ann' is a surname β I don't need a first name at all. But in this society, it seems that everyone needs a title. I don't care, my parents are happy. β
"Ouch, I can't see that you are very filial at a young age." I interjected.
"How's that, do you think my image is a little taller?" Angel was a little smug.
"Tall, tall." I laughed and agreed.
"I'm good to the people I care about." Angel's hand touched my back again, "I think this is the most important quality of a man. β
My face started to burn unconsciously again. I felt the cold touch of Angel's palm. "And how can I thank you for your concern?"
Angel's eyes flashed with a clean and intoxicating light: "You feel happy every day, which is the best thanks." β