"What did you call me?"
"Sweet, isn't this your name?" I tilted my head and gave him a strange look. I was not allowed to call him Xiao Tiantian. So if I don't call him Xiao Tiantian, I can only call him Sweet. Wow, is there anything wrong with this
His expression changed back and forth. I glanced at him and found that I was a little tired trying to guess what he was thinking, so I might as well go and get some sleep. I was quite tired from running around these days.
"Shen Yang." He called me from behind.
I turned to look at him and asked him with my eyes, what's the matter
"Do you really... like Norbert?" He felt hesitant to speak, but he looked directly at me.
"Carrot Top said that people you like are meant to be pampered, not beaten, but I just want to beat him." I scratched my head, "This shouldn't be considered liking."
He seemed relieved and relaxed after hearing my words.
"Ah." I suddenly exclaimed and looked at him, "You also hit me, so you actually don't like me."
“…”
Seeing that he had nothing to say, I went back to the room.
Just after taking a shower and before my hair was dry, there was a knock on the door.
"Sweat?" I opened the door to see who he was, and I tilted my head and asked him, "What's going on?"
His expression was tangled, "You can continue to call me that."
"What kind of thing is that?" I was more confused than he was.
He pursed his lips and said three words with difficulty: Xiao Tiantian.
"How is that possible? You said it yourself. If I call you that again, I don't have to see you. Although you don't like me, I still want to see you sometimes." For example, after seeing too many eye-catching things , I really want to see him to wash my eyes.
His face twitched, "I don't dislike you."
"Oh." I glanced at him, because he had changed so much that I was too lazy to guess whether his words were true or false.
I was so sleepy that I yawned, turned around and walked in. As I walked, I said, "Sweat, tell them for me that I won't have dinner and I want to have a good sleep. Remember to close the door for me." ,Thank you."
When I walked to the bed, I was about to pounce, but my hand was grabbed. When I turned around, I saw Sweet.
"Did you go to bed before your hair was dry?" His face looked a little ugly.
I shook my short hair and shook the water droplets on his face. Seeing that his face turned even more ugly, I quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
"Do you really want to be so estranged from me now?" He said with gritted teeth.
"What's wrong? I just want to sleep now." I pushed him away, threw myself on the bed, hugged the pillow and fell asleep.
I was so tired that I fell asleep almost immediately. Before I fell asleep, I felt someone using a towel to wipe my hair.
When I woke up again, it was the next day, and I was surprised to find that Sweet was still at my house.
"Aren't you busy? Don't you want to discuss business?"
He looked at me deeply and said: "That day..."
"What day is that?"
"Shen Yang, did you do this on purpose?" He gritted his teeth.
I looked confused.
"In short, I will only explain to you once. What you saw when you came to me that day was just the surface. The reason why I drove you away was because the person you saw was a ruthless person who liked to use illegal means to control people. Use other people’s weaknesses to achieve your goals.”
"Oh." I responded casually.
"How come you don't have any problems now?"
I raised my head and glanced at him silently. The hardest thing in the world to guess is what he was thinking. Sometimes he thought she had too many problems, and sometimes he thought she had too few problems. What kind of trouble was he going to make
"Shen Yang!" He shouted in a low voice as if he was dissatisfied with my silence.
I looked up at him.
"Are you not going to talk to me anymore?"
"No."
"Then you don't have anything to say after hearing my explanation?"
I thought about it seriously and hard, shaking my head honestly. That's how I am, I never dwell on things that have passed. Besides, how could someone as powerful as me be someone else's weakness, so what he said had nothing to do with me.
Then he left with a gloomy look on his face.
I didn't keep him, anyway, he could do whatever he wanted to do, and I couldn't influence him, so I simply didn't say anything about it. I was very unhappy after being rejected.
I stayed at home and watched TV series all day. When it was time for dinner, I ate. After eating and resting for a while, I washed up and went to bed.
I was half asleep when I heard a knock on the door.
I squinted my eyes and got up to open the door. My eyes were so sleepy that I couldn't even open them. I just asked, "What's the matter?"
Then a hand pressed on my shoulder, pushed me into the room, turned around and pressed me against the wall, the faint smell of alcohol hit my nostrils.
I suddenly woke up, "Sweat, you haven't left yet?"
"You want me to leave so much? Aren't you going to box with me? Now that you have other sparring partners, you won't be looking for me anymore?"
"Huh?" I looked at him inexplicably.
"Speak, what do you want from me?" He hit my ear with his fist.
"Shouldn't I ask you this? I wanted to box with you before, but you were unhappy, and now you're unhappy because I don't want to box with you? Why are you more fickle than a woman? I really don't understand is you."
He even came here late at night and started drinking like crazy, huh!
I reached out and pushed him, "Get out, I'm going to bed." I didn't push him.
"Shen Yang, you were born to defeat me," he gritted his teeth, "give me a happy word, do you still like me?"
"Sweet?" I looked at him in surprise.
"Don't call me Sweet!" he growled in a low voice.
"Gudry..." Before I could finish saying his last name, he moved down and bit my lip. When I opened my mouth in pain and wanted to scream, the tip of his tongue came in...
My eyes widened, and my scalp felt like it was going to be numb.
After a while, he let me go.
"I... you..." I was a little incoherent and didn't know what to say, "Just now, that, isn't that something that only lovers and couples can do?"
"We were destined to be together in the eyes of others."
"But you don't like me. Why should we care what others think? If you don't like me, there's no need to force yourself."
"Which of your eyes can see that I don't like you? If I don't like you, I will come back to you late at night? If I don't like you, will I kiss you?"
I blinked, "Then you also like the busty girl you held in your arms that day?"
"I'll explain again, it was just an act."
"Humph, I've done a lot of tricks on occasion. You'd better stop kissing me. I don't like touching things that others have touched. It feels like my underwear is shared with others." I pouted.
"..." Sweet.
He said angrily and laughed, "I've never kissed anyone but you."
"I no longer know which of your words is true. One moment you asked me not to call you Xiao Tiantian, and the next moment you said I could call you Xiao Tiantian..."
"Call a few more times."
"What?" I was stunned.
But he thought to himself and said: "Ever since I knew what Xiao Tiantian meant, I have hated this name. I am a man. What is Xiao Tiantian? It's disgusting. But even if you are beaten by me, you will still be called Xiao Tiantian." You like to call me that, and I thought you were so hateful at the time. Later, I often thought of you. Year after year, I finally passed the exam and came to see you."
"I don't like this title, but I don't hate it when it comes out of your mouth. I just... you don't like me as much as I thought, so I'm unhappy. Originally, I thought you wouldn't call me such a disgusting name. It will feel much more comfortable, but when you really change your mind, I will be here." He paused, holding my hand and pressing it against his heart.
"It hurts."
"You said that when you stop calling me Xiaotiantian, it proves that you don't like me."
"I discovered that no matter how disgusting the name is, it is nothing compared to how you don't like me. I can endure a disgusting name for more than twenty years, and I can endure it for a lifetime, but I can't bear to lose you for a moment."
I looked at him and said, "It's just a title. Why use the word "tolerance" to describe it? If I change it, you won't have to endure it."
"Why can't you understand? What I want is you. I want you to continue to like me."
I was very confused. Since he hated this name so much, why should I change it? Why did he get even more excited when I changed it? Every time I called him Xiao Tiantian, he was very unhappy. When I was young, I even beat me for it. Just now I kept saying that the name was disgusting. Now that I feel disgusted, I should change it.
"It must be because you are drunk. You should go back to your room and rest. We will talk about anything tomorrow." I felt it was necessary to wait until he was sober before chatting, otherwise I would be distracted by his words.
"Shen Yang!" He called me angrily, "Isn't it just a little sweet, can't you just say it like that?"
"Tomorrow, I'll call you tomorrow." I firmly believed that he was drunk, otherwise why would he have been so quick to let others call him something that even made me feel disgusted.
I pushed him out of the door more firmly, "Good night!" and closed the door and locked it.
Ignoring the knock on the door, I went back to bed and lay down to sleep.
The next day, when I saw someone, I said hello: "Good morning, Sweet."
His face, which originally showed a slight smile, darkened.
"You turned a deaf ear to what I said last night?"
I blinked innocently, "No, I remember it all."
"Then why do you still call me that?"
"Isn't your name just Sweet? If I don't call you Sweet, why would I call you?"
He gritted his teeth and said, "Call me Xiao Tiantian!"
Everyone else in the room looked at him.
"But you said that if I still call you this, I won't have to see you in the future."
"I take back what I said then."
"How is that possible? If you say it out loud, it will be water thrown out. You can't take it back. And you really don't have to force yourself. I already know that you don't like this title."
He looked helpless, as if there was nothing he could do to me.
Many years later, I also proved to him with facts that I am a person who doesn’t like to be fickle. I won’t scream if I don’t want to, and I will never force him to endure such a title that he himself finds disgusting. O(∩_∩)O
So there was this sentence in Sweet Goodris’ last words:
Dear, please call me Xiaotiantian.
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The new book "Rebirth of the Headline Queen" has been released. Everyone is welcome to watch and vote for it~ (To be continued)