Xianbei kept his head down from beginning to end, and the sluggish and helpless aura around him became heavier and heavier.
Chen Zhuo felt something was wrong, frowned slightly, and his tone became more serious: "Xianbei."
The little girl whose name was called immediately shook her head and denied it, and the next second she turned around and wanted to rush back into the room.
As a result, the upper arm was pulled, Xianbei's whole body was stiff, and the other hand had already subconsciously wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes.
Chen Zhuo noticed something, pulled her back and asked, "What's wrong?"
I am most afraid of other people's concern, because that kind of grievance, sadness, and powerlessness will always grow exponentially.
Xianbei's throat was astringent again, as if choking on a lime, and the tip of his nose was terribly sore.
Xianbei just wanted to go back to the room, and didn't want the man to see her embarrassed. She admires people who can turn around and slam doors or yell hysterically to express negative emotions without thinking.
She didn't know how to lose her temper at all. She never got angry at anyone since she was a child.
When I first drew angry portraits of people, Xianbei searched many real-life pictures on the Internet and studied for a long time... Wow, it turns out that this is anger.
So brave and outspoken anger, as lovely, charming and radiant as belly laughter and eloquent chatter.
In her world, it seems that there will always be only fear, worry, and unease, occupying the high ground timidly.
Xianbei still buried his head, and this time, he shrunk his head down desperately in repulsion, as if there were some very ugly scars on his face that he would not dare to show.
Chen Zhuo didn't think too much, he just reached out and raised her chin, forcing her to look up.
The moment their eyes met, Chen Zhuo was stunned on the spot.
He did not expect that the little girl was crying.
The eyes were full of fear, and those water droplets that gurgled outwards from the eye sockets also made these emotions more transparent and more powerful.
In the red eyes, the black pupils dared not look at him again, and began to hide to the side.
Chen Zhuo's heart suffocated, after a few seconds of delay, he quickly let go.
The cry of a little girl made him want... He wanted to pick her up, go somewhere, let her sit sideways on his lap, wipe her tears for her, and coax her softly.
This is a strange and shameful thought that suddenly arises, just like-the second time he met her in the supermarket, he felt a kind of "want to pick her up and gently put it into shopping" from a girl for the first time. car" is cute.
So he didn't dare to touch her again.
Chen Zhuo tried to ask, "Why are you crying?"
Xianbei shook her head, shaking her head sharply.
On the spot, Chen Zhuo felt troubled, paused for a few seconds, and then asked in an extremely gentle tone: "Are you scared by my actions just now?"
Senbei still denied it with body language.
"Or am I being too aggressive?"
Shaking his head.
Taking a long breath, Chen Zhuo looked at a place, and then turned around as if thinking of something, "You are waiting for me here."
Turn around and leave.
Senbei twitched her nose until the tall shadow of the man completely detached herself.
He rubbed the corners of his eyes and quietly opened his eyes to see where he was going. When Chen Zhuo completely turned into a room, Xianbei covered his face with his hands.
shameful and useless...
cry in front of this person...
He is so good, but all he gives back to him is negative energy, silence, fear, tears...
He regretted secretly for a minute on the spot, and the tall shadow returned to himself.
The shadow master called her name again: "Xianbei."
Senbei's two small ears stood by immediately.
"Now look up."
Crackers:…
"Okay?" He said in a persuasive tone, so impatient.
Eyes flickered twice, Xianbei took a deep breath, slowly... raised her face...
Ai!
Senbei's heart skipped a beat, what, what...
The same clothes as before, the same people as before.
It's just that at some point, the man put a dark mask on himself, a metal mesh... His head was completely covered in it, and it was almost impossible to see...
Xianbei was completely stunned, and didn't look away for a while, wondering what exactly was on his face.
… fencing suits… kind of like…
At this moment, because of the occlusion of the environment, the man's slightly dull voice came out from the mask very gently: "It's not because he talks too much, or because his actions are too fierce, it must be my face that scares you. I Hide it, let's stop watching, stop crying, eh?"
Xianbei whispered in her heart, this hood is even more scary...
but…
You are so funny.
Immediately, Xianbei bowed her head, burst into laughter, and made a very small sound.
But she was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth, trying to hide the joy in her heart.
The man wearing the strange mask didn't care, raised a hand, put it over her head, put it there, and hummed: "I'm lucky today, I can see you cry and see you laugh."
Alas... He sighed and repeated, "Good luck."
I don't know why, these words, these few words, inexplicably stabbed into a nerve called Sorrow in Xianbei.
Hyun Ran's eyes, how can there be such a good person, he can comfort her and say good luck to her mental changes like nervousness.
As for her, she didn't even have the courage to tell such a good person that he deserves to be liked.
"Are you alright?" Seeing the little girl lowered her head in despair, Chen Zhuo took off her mask and asked more cautiously.
Hmm, Senbei kowtowed hard.
"Get some rest early," he said. "Good night."
Good night, Xianbei turned back slowly in her heart.
The footsteps were sluggish and heavy, as if walking in the mud.
Xianbei couldn't figure it out either. In the past, she wanted to hide when she saw someone. The farther she ran away, the better. But now, she couldn't bear it. It was like there was a huge box in her heart, full of things she wanted to repay him. The gift, the thing she wanted to show, might not be precious or so delicate, but she wanted him to see it.
They had accumulated for a long time, a lot, and they were heavy on her chest. She could barely carry it.
Back inside the door, Xianbei raised her eyes cautiously.
Unexpectedly, Chen Zhuo was still standing in the same place, as if planning to watch her enter the room and close the door before leaving.
Xianbei quickly closed his eyes, grabbed the doorknob with one small hand, raised the other small hand in the air, shook it twice, and made a goodbye gesture.
Chen Zhuo didn't linger any longer, he said "good night" with a smile, turned around and left.
Only now did Xianbei dare to look at him completely, the man's back.
The familiar cramping pain reappeared, accusing her of cowardice, trying her best to pour out those tortured and tortured emotions.
The knuckles on the doorknob turned white, and Senbei didn't close the door.
Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were staring at the direction the man was walking. She took a deep breath, opened her lips, and the breath leaked out, but her throat seemed to be blocked.
It's hard.
Xianbei inhaled again, like an underwater challenge of holding his breath. Maybe when human beings are dying, they should be able to break through their limits and surpass themselves, right
His face was so red that Xianbei felt dizzy.
Huh—for a moment of relaxation, she closed her eyes hard, opened her mouth and shouted, "Chen Zhuo!"
called out!
Oh my gosh!
called out!
Clear and moving, it is the voice of a young girl, and it belongs to her, a unique voice.
Did she do it?
really did it? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! !
Did she really do it? ! Is it right? ? ?
When the man turned back, the surprise on his face was the best answer.
Like someone who tried his best to kick his legs and almost drown himself on the beach, Senbei gasped.
Chen Zhuo stood in the same place, but he couldn't react. After a long while, he asked, "What's the matter?"
As soon as he met his eyes, all those bangs faded away.
Xianbei didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and was at a loss.
What do you want to say to him, why do you call him with the courage not afraid of death, Xianbei's heart is like a mirror.
But what to do
When he couldn't take his eyes off her, she bumped into her heart unscrupulously, and she couldn't speak at all when she bumped into her.
In just a few seconds, Xianbei's face was hot with the man's calm gaze.
She suddenly stopped at him like a lunatic, and then scratched her ears and looked bewildered, she must be dead stupid.
go back
no!
She wants to say.
She was afraid that she would never be like this again in the future, and she was brave without turning back.
She was worried that there would be no such thing as tonight, and she had the will to reveal her heart to the death.
When the sun rises tomorrow, she must be back again, back to the coward in her shell, the loser.
The next second, Xianbei turned around, exhaled and swallowed.
i like you, i like you, i like you...
After rehearsing several times in the stomach, Xianbei suppressed the uncontrollable heart rate, opened his mouth again, wrinkled his nose, raised his shoulders, and pretended that he was very powerful and courageous.
Then…
"I… "
Breath sound.
Why did it change back? Senbei wanted to cry without tears.
Try to go up a little bit
"I… "
Seems to be bigger? Can he hear? He stood a little far.
…
…
Chen Zhuo stood there, staring at the girl, trying to keep his tone up.
Hesitantly spoofed words outside, just saying "I" several times. He could hear it all clearly.
Every time, a word pops out with great difficulty, and the shoulders relax immediately, as if exhausted.
When it was the turn of the word "Hi", Xianbei's face was flushed red, and his forehead and back were sweating.
But she is still working hard, trying to organize what she wants to say coherently. It seems simple and easy, but in fact, a few words that kill her:
"I am... hi... "
“I… hi hi… ”
"Ai."
"I I I... hi... ah... "
"I like..."
No longer stuttering, Xianbei's eyes lit up, just about to add the word "Huan"—
Her right shoulder was suddenly held by someone and moved to the back!
Before she could regain her senses, she had already fallen into a bosom, with an arm wrapping around her side.
is it him
Xianbei opened her eyes wide, and this thought flashed through her mind.
Who else but him
The power of the upper half of the man's body was instantly poured out.
So heavy, maybe heavier than the big box in her heart, does he also have a big box in his heart
It's so close, so real, well, it seems like it's going to squeeze her tears out.
Something rested on top of her head and let out a very light sigh. Then, the voice said three words without hesitation:
"Me too."
Xianbei's whole body froze, and tears welled up.
Me too.
I like you, little scallop, and I like you too.
People in the world have a lotus-like tongue, and people in the world can easily say what they think in their hearts.
You are not the same, the little girl that makes me feel bad, thank you, willing to hold the pearl and let me see its light.