What is the point of the game
Entering various grotesque scenes, witnessing killings one after another, sometimes surrounded by ghosts, sometimes human beings are ghosts, in order not to be harmed, in order not to be erased, you must do your best just to survive, if you carry another person life, that is so sad.
After seven days, there will be another seven days. After countless seven days, what is real, what is false, what is reality, what is a dream, if even the only standard of certainty is lost, what should be used to judge.
Forced to move forward like a psychopath, robbed like a fool, this is a world where prayers to the gods are not answered, who can tell him—
The point of it all.
Tang Zhi finally blinked when the orange-red "Win" appeared on the LCD screen.
Staring at the screen for a long time made his originally clear eyes covered with a layer of gray veil, and he lost his former spirit.
Enjin sat beside him, rubbed her eyes, and tried to pull herself together.
Holding the handle to bring up the menu, restarting the game, the soft voice could not conceal the tiredness, and said: "This time playing the honor mode?"
What answered him was the dull sound of the handle falling to the floor.
Enjin paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at Tang Zhi.
The sound awakened Gu Meng who was sleeping lightly on the sofa at the same time. He sat up suddenly and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"
Since this period of time, he has been paying attention to Tang Zhi's state all the time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a soldier.
Tang Zhi looked at the large LCD screen in front of him expressionlessly, and asked Enjin calmly, "Why do you keep losing?"
Enjin gradually put down the game controller, lowered her eyelids, and said nothing.
Gu Meng came to them, sat down on the floor, and looked at Tang Zhi worriedly: "Will you feel bored? Do you want to play something else?"
Tang Zhi shook his head and said, "I'm going to sleep."
With that said, he got up from the floor and walked towards the room with a normal face.
Gu Meng's eyes followed him until he entered the first bedroom and closed the door.
Finally, he took a look around the entire row of rooms.
In the past, Zhiwu had four bedrooms. After returning from the snow mountain, one room disappeared, and now there are only three.
Gu Meng turned her head, sat cross-legged on the floor, looked at Enjin, and said, "You did it on purpose. You have played hundreds of games with him in the past few days. How can you lose every game? Pay attention to the probability."
"But..." Enjin stretched her long legs, leaned against the sofa behind her, looked up at the crystal chandelier on the top, hesitated for a moment, and explained, "But he said before that he told me not to win against Candi."
Knowing who "he" was referring to, Gu Meng felt a prick in her heart, bowed her head in silence for a while, and was about to get up, without continuing the topic, said: "Thank you, it's late, go to bed."
But was grabbed by Enjin.
"Gu Meng." Enjin sat upright, crawled closer, stared at him and asked, "What does it feel like to miss someone?"
"If you can still see that person, the feeling of missing is very complicated, sweet, sour, empty, full of expectation, these are the feelings you will have when you miss someone." Gu Meng pursed her lips, lightly He lowered his voice and said, "But if you know that there is no way to meet him again, when you think about it again, you will only feel regretful, and maybe it will hurt a little."
Enjin put her head down on his shoulder and whispered, "I might miss him a little bit."
Gu Meng rubbed his hair: "Me too."
In the room, Tang Zhi slept deeply, buried his face in the pillow, lay on the bed, even the quilt was still under him, and he never lifted it.
After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the sound of the door opening, turned his face from between the soft pillows, and looked at the door.
There was only one standing lamp turned on in the room, and the warm orange light was very dim.
The visitor approached the bed and sat down, his face gradually exposed in the light.
Tang Zhi was still lying on the bed, just raised his gaze to look at him, and squinted sleepily.
"What's wrong with the little tiger today?" The man smiled faintly, and asked in a soft voice, "Looks very listless, not majestic at all."
Tang Zhi didn't dare to touch him, his hands gradually clenched the sheets, rubbed his eyes on the pillow, and said, "No, I'm fine."
Play games when you wake up, eat when you are ready, and sleep when you are tired. This is the case every day. There is nothing wrong or bad.
Just don't think about anything.
Tang Zhi said, "So you don't have to worry."
Bo Ye lowered his eyelashes, stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead hair back, touched his cheek, and said with a light smile, "I still love to cry so much, so how can I not worry."
The tears that had been swirling in his eyes slipped down quietly, and the pillow was soaked. Tang Zhi looked at the man's face almost greedily, and said, "I just saw you, and I can't help it."
Bo Ye wiped away his tears with the crook of his fingers, gradually suppressed his smile, and asked, "How are you doing recently?"
Tang Zhi sobbed, and when he couldn't hold on, he could only face the facts. The tears fell more and more urgently, and he said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts everywhere... what would I do without you?"
Bo Ye looked around his face, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he could only sigh and said, "I'm sorry."
He said again: "Just forget it, you did a good job a few days ago, didn't you?"
Tang Zhi wanted to shake his hand, but the hand he just stretched out timidly withdrew, fearing that the man would disappear if he touched it.
"It's not good at all." He said, "I miss you, Bo Ye."
Bo Ye looked at him, a little helpless, a little sad, and didn't speak any more.
Tang Zhi wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and said with a choked voice, "When I think of you being so hurt, so cold, and only being alone, I feel very sad."
"It would be great if I went down at that time. I just want to stay by your side, and I don't want to escape anywhere."
"Bo Ye, I miss you..."
"Candi."
Bo Ye called him, but he didn't listen at all.
"Even if I beat all the games, I would still collapse without you, Bo Ye..."
"Candi?"
He gets pushed a bit.
When he woke up the next second, his face was wet.
Tang Zhi couldn't help but look at the person in front of him, his clear eyes filled with tears.
Gu Meng squatted beside the bed, pretending not to know anything, and said cautiously: "Is it okay to sleep well? You will feel uncomfortable if you sleep on your stomach all night."
Tang Zhi wiped his eyes, turned his head to the other side, and spoke in a nasal voice: "I'm fine."
After a long time, he added: "Thank you."
Seeing him like this, Gu Meng couldn't help having a headache, and saw his left wrist, and tried to touch it: "The wound on your wrist has healed, it's been six days, and the bandage hurts the skin for a long time."
Before he could touch him, Tang Zhi withdrew his hand one step further, and gradually hid it under the pillow.
He whispered: "Don't worry about me."
Gu Meng was helpless, understanding his mood at the moment, got up, lowered the brightness of the standing lamp, and said: "Go to bed early, call me anytime if you can't sleep."
"Um."
The door closed again.
Tang Zhi withdrew his hand from under the pillow, turned over and lay on his back on the bed.
He raised his left wrist and pushed up the loose cuff, exposing the entire length of the bandage.
There are two stick figures on the bandage, one is two villains fighting, and the other is two villains making out. The paintings are vivid and vivid, instantly evoking memories of that night.
Moonlight, snow color, Bo Ye's smile.
How could it be forgotten.
Next to the stick figure is Bo Ye's handwriting, two lines of Martian writing.
"Bo Ye loves Tang Zhi".
"For a lifetime, never leave."
Tang Zhi looked at it for a long time, put his forearm over his eyelids, and put a bandage on it.
"うそつき."
(lie... )
A low voice sounded in the room, empty and trembling at the end.
On the morning of the seventh day, Tang Zhi surprised Gu Meng and En Jin when he walked into the restaurant.
Gu Meng held the frying pan in her left hand, and on the spatula in her right hand lay a piece of fried egg, which was about to be placed on Enjin's dinner plate, watching Tang Zhi who walked in and forgot to move.
Enjin held the cup in one hand, with half a deep-fried dough stick in her mouth, and kept looking at Tang Zhi's face.
"Ahem..." Gu Meng coughed twice, put down the pan, wiped sweat from her hands on the apron helplessly, and asked, "Candi, are you okay?"
Tang Zhi pulled his chair away and sat down, facing the breakfast in front of him, he quietly shook his head.
Gu Meng reminded: "Your hair."
Tang Zhi moved the knife and fork in front of him, lowered his beautiful eyes, and said calmly: "I feel annoying, cut it."
His hair is cut short.
The original hairstyle was slightly long, black and soft, and he looked very obedient. His bangs occasionally needed to be clipped with hairpins, otherwise they would cover his eyes. Gu Meng still remembered that his hairpins were crystal cherry style, and the color was very Christmas.
But now, the boys' hair is cut short and shredded, and the bangs are like a dog's bite. It might be ruined by ordinary people, but Tang Zhi is different, and he can't stand his good looks.
The new hairstyle highlights the delicate facial lines, the beauty of the facial features cannot be hidden at all, and the whole person looks much cleaner and neater than before.
Because I cut it casually by myself, the layers are messy and without modification, it looks natural and fresh.
The sense of youth is overwhelming.
Enjin looked at it for a long time, wiped off the oil from her hands on the tablecloth, and concluded: "It's very beautiful."
Gu Meng said: "Handsome."
"Thanks."
Holding the sandwich in one hand, Tang Zhi lowered his head and took a big bite, his cheeks were swollen, and he ate much more boldly than before, as if he had been hungry for a long time, and he didn't seem to care what he was eating at all.
Gu Meng poured a glass of milk and pushed it in front of him. Looking at his appearance, she couldn't feel at ease, and said with a complicated expression: "Slow down."
Tang Zhi took the milk and nodded.
After breakfast, Enjin helped to clear the table.
In the kitchen, he put the dishes into the dishwasher, and couldn't help but leaned over to look at Tang Zhi who was sitting in the living room.
The boys have already started playing games.
He turned his head, thought for a while, and said, "He said let us take care of Candi, but now it seems that Candi is not good."
"You've done a good job." Gu Meng shook the foam off her hand and sighed, "I really want to put Candi in my pocket for the next game, so as not to do anything stupid."
In the evening, Enjin played games with Tang Zhi. Instead of the previous confrontation mode, he chose a two-player game, so that he didn’t have to deliberately make mistakes at critical moments. However, most of the time he followed Tang Zhi, unless Tang Zhi What key clues were missed, and only silently made a remedy.
Tang Zhi didn't say a word, staring at the LCD screen, mechanically operating the game controller.
Gu Meng glanced at the electronic clock, today is Thursday, and the time to enter the next game is almost here.
Just thinking about it, the familiar "ding dong" sound suddenly sounded in the smart house.
The two people who were playing games in front of the TV stopped at the same time and looked above the living room.
"Dear players, hello, I am your smart butler, Adam."
Male voices came from all directions and echoed in the smart house.
"First of all, congratulations again for passing the third game. I believe that through arduous efforts, everyone has tasted the joy of success. After data analysis, whether it is psychological or physical, you have been able to adapt to the content of the game well. , This is a good thing, and it will help everyone improve the clearance rate in the next game.”
"Adam specially came to inform that the fourth game has been loaded and will start at 0:00 on Thursday. Players are also requested to stay in the best condition and join the game."
The static sound did not sound for a long time, and Adam finally said: "I am sorry for Mr. Bo. The deceased is long gone, and the living is like a husband. I hope you..."
"It's so noisy!!!"
Before the male voice could finish speaking, Tang Zhi threw the game controller at the crystal lamp, extremely irritable.
The lights flickered erratically twice.
Adam stopped talking, and after a while, with the sound of "beep-", the smart house fell into silence.
This was the only time Tang Zhi lost control of his emotions in the past seven days.
He frowned, bit his lower lip impatiently, got up and walked towards the room, not forgetting to say hello to Gu Meng and En Jin: "See you in the next game."
Seeing that the door of the first bedroom was closed, Gu Meng threw a pillow on the ceiling and said indignantly, "What kind of mentally handicapped butler! Which pot can't be opened, which pot can't be opened? Get it out and beat me up!"
"Gu Meng is not angry." Enjin walked in front of him, bent down and smoothed her hair, and comforted her in a serious tone, "People who are cheap have their own rewards, and the system will be destroyed sooner or later."
Gu Meng: "...Okay."
Although it was a useless curse, it sounded inexplicably cool.
Adam pretending to be offline, but not: "..."
"Tang Zhi."
A soft, smiling female voice brushed past her cheeks, blowing a gust of wind.
Tang Zhi's hair moved and he opened his eyes.
In the end, he was stimulated by the strong light ahead and closed his eyes.
After getting used to it for a while, he finally saw that he was in a small photo studio, with the searchlights turned on, a halo of light on the white reflector on the side, and a single-lens reflex camera fixed on a tripod directly in front of him.
"Attention, look at the camera."
Behind the SLR, a hoarse and rough male voice gave instructions.
Because of the backlight and hiding behind the lens, all I can see clearly is a huge black shadow.
Tang Zhi looked down at the black wooden board he had been holding in his hand. It was divided into three columns and written in chalk:
[Tang Zhi]
[182CM]
[68KG]
There are horizontal bars drawn on the wall behind him, and numbers are marked on the right to indicate their height.
Tang Zhi understood it at a glance. He raised the filing board with one hand, and looked at the front facing the camera with a cold and emotionless expression.
The indoor flash flashed twice quickly, and the photo of the prison record was taken.
"Please go out through the door on the right."
The rough male voice continued.
The door on the right was painted with earthy yellow paint, thin and simple, Tang Zhi opened the door and walked out directly.
There is another area connected to the outside, which can be seen as a cafeteria at a glance.
Square tables, connected with orange round chairs, were filled with hundreds of prisoners in striped shirts, eating and chatting, the environment was chaotic and noisy.
Tang Zhi looked around and found a group of people in a corner not far away, also wearing loose white clothes, looking around.
Those should be players, roughly estimated, there are no less than twenty people.
At this moment, the door behind her was pushed open, Gu Meng pinched the Jingming acupoint, her footsteps were flimsy, and when she came out, she stepped on the short steps and almost sprained her ankle.
Tang Zhi supported him and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I couldn't help closing my eyes every time the flashes flashed. The master who took the photo asked me to do it again five or six times." Gu Meng squinted her eyes to adapt to the light in front of her eyes, and said, "It almost blinded my eyes."
Just as he was talking, Enjin also came out of the small room.
Gu Meng has always been curious about his height, glanced at the blackboard in his hand, spread out a hand, and said, "Show me."
Eun Jin handed him the board.
Gu Meng saw that she was 191 in height.
"Cub, what did you eat to grow up? Can you grow so long?"
Enjin shook her head and said sincerely, "I forgot."
She wanted to look at Gu Meng's sign again, but Gu Meng covered her body in front of her and refused to show it: "You just need to remember that I have an aura of 2.8 meters."
While the two were arguing, Tang Zhi reminded, "Someone is here."
At the entrance of the cafeteria, a woman in a navy blue skirt and police uniform walked in, stepping on stiletto heels, with high spirits, aiming at the group of players in the corner.
Gu Meng took a look and said, "Go, let's go there."
Without defense, Enjin took the wooden board from his arms.
Enjin turned over and took a look.
[Gu Meng]
[178.4CM]
[64KG]
"You often say that you are 1.8 meters tall." Enjin looked at him and said mercilessly.
Gu Meng was embarrassed: "Round up."
Enjin is serious: "That's less than 1.8 meters, at most 1.79 meters."
Gu Meng took back her filing board, walked forward, and said calmly, "If you really think so, I can't help it."
Enjin poked him on the cheek as he walked, and kept harassing him: "Liar kids don't have little red flowers."
"..." Gu Meng hugged the small blackboard tightly, swallowing her anger.
The policewoman looked at the roster in her hand, and after counting the names, she saw that everyone had arrived, and said to the players, "New prisoners, I am Miffy, the logistics team leader, and welcome to the Ivy Prison."
"Ivy?" Gu Meng was behind the crowd, urging her in a low voice, "He has the aura of a prestigious school..."
The female policeman held her face high, facing the light leaking from the iron bars and windows, her tone became passionate: "New beginning, new hope, new dream, I hope you can make a good transformation in the new environment, make progress every day, and come out again When I was in prison, I will be able to regain my life and create a new atmosphere!"
The players looked at each other in blank dismay, a little maladapted to such an opening.
If you are not in prison, you may think it is the opening speech.
Miffy said alone, full of enthusiasm, with a big smile, and said: "Now, I will lead everyone to the cell, please change your clothes."
Walking out of the cafeteria, there is a square playground outside, which is very simple, with loess flying in the clear weather, surrounded by high walls, and densely entwined barbed wire on the top of the walls.
Crossing the playground, they re-entered the building through the door opposite the cafeteria and were led up to the second floor.
Along the way, some people have ignorant expressions, and it is easy to see that they are newcomers who have just arrived.
They were probably born in the novice guides who had experienced Wisdom House before the game. Although these people were at a loss, they didn't do anything radical. They just followed the big team forward, carefully inquiring about the situation as they walked.
A young boy asked about Gu Meng, Gu Meng only said: "Anything can happen here, the key is to have a stable mind."
After thinking about it, he added, "Run faster."
Everyone entered a corridor with cells on both sides. Police Officer Miffy stipulated the meeting time and place, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The cell is a double room, and more than 20 players form their own teams. If they don't know each other, they all look for the one who is pleasing to the eye.
Many people turned their attention to Tang Zhi who was at the back. Seeing him standing there quietly, with a cold demeanor and a rare and beautiful appearance, they all revealed their desire to get close.
A man stepped forward first, pretending to be calm and made an offer: "Have you found a roommate? Or are you staying with me? This is the third game I've played. I have some experience and I can guide you."
Tang Zhi glanced at him coldly, pushed open the door of the nearest room with his hands behind his back, went in directly, and refused, "No need, I'm used to being alone."
After being rejected, the man touched his nose and went to find other people to form a team.
The young boy who was asking questions all the way came to Gu Meng's side, grabbed his sleeve, swallowed his cigarette and said, "Brother, take me to sleep at night, I run really fast, and I will never delay you if something happens."
Gu Meng saw that he was as tender as a green onion, and his ignorant and ignorant appearance was very distressing, similar to when he first met Enjin, so she wanted to agree.
Just as he was about to speak out, the boy's hand was pulled away from his sleeve.
Gu Meng blinked and looked aside.
"You are not young anymore, you have to learn to sleep by yourself." Enjin was expressionless, and her soft voice sounded a little frozen at the moment, and said to the boy, "Don't be emotional, don't miss secretly, don't look back, go Live another life of your own, you have to be obedient, not all prisoners will live in the same room."
Gu Meng: "..."
The child may be possessed by Haruki Murakami.
"..." The young boy looked confused.
Enjin opened a prison room, took Gu Meng's hand in, and before closing the door, said to the young boy outside with a low voice: "In the game, you can't survive just by relying on others, sometimes you can just walk in the crowd. You will also die inexplicably, be careful when you open the door, there may be something waiting for you inside."
The young boy shrugged his shoulders in a jerk, with tears in his big eyes, which made people feel distressed.
But Enjin raised the corners of her mouth and smiled like a little devil.
After closing the door, he turned around contentedly, not wanting to be picked up by his ears.
Enjin squatted down a little, her head tilted by being carried, and whispered: "It hurts."
"What are you scaring him for?" Gu Meng glared at him, then relaxed her hand, "You should also be a calm adult, you can sleep by yourself."
"I found you..." Enjin glanced at him and whispered dissatisfiedly, "I really love the other."
"What?"
Gu Meng didn't hear clearly.
Enjin shook her head, unwilling to repeat.
"Change first." Gu Meng let go of him, looked at the small cell, the green vines coiled on the opposite wall made him take a second look, and said, "Candi is next door, change to see him."
There are two layers of iron beds on one side of the cell, a washbasin is installed in the corner, and a mirror is above it, but there is nothing else.
Tang Zhi came to the sink and washed his hands, took off his loose white shirt to change clothes, looked up, and saw himself in the mirror.
After the hair was cut short, even for him, looking at such a person in the mirror would still be a little strange.
He wiped his face with the shirt he took off, threw it aside, and was about to shake off the striped prison uniform when his eyes were attracted by the tiny tattoo above the collarbone.
Tang Zhi looked at it in a daze for a while, moved closer to the mirror, and pressed his fingertips on the bow-like shape——
"∞".
Infinity symbols mean exchange in the rewards of the game, and can be exchanged with any other copy.
He used this skill before, when he first went looking for Bo Ye.
There is one more chance left.
Tang Zhi looked at it, his eyes gradually became brighter, and he raised his eyes to look at the glasses, without saying a word, he drew an inverted "8" on it.
There was no reaction on the mirror at first, but slowly, along the place he had painted, light was faintly emitted.
The light in the shape of a bow became more and more intense, flickering like it was about to break through the mirror.
Tang Zhi's body trembled slightly, and he was a little nervous. He wasn't sure if he could find Bo Ye again by this method.
He took a deep breath, and put his left hand on the symbol on the mirror.
After waiting for a while, a brilliant golden thread spewed out from the light, wrapped around the platinum ring on his ring finger, lap after lap.
Tang Zhi lowered his head and closed his eyes, nervously waiting.
At the beginning, he didn't grasp anything, but suddenly, he grasped something, almost simultaneously, and the picture was reflected in his mind.
It was a slender hand with distinct knuckles, white and beautiful, and a platinum ring on the ring finger, gently stretched out in the melting golden light.
It was a hand he was all too familiar with, and he even remembered every palm print on it clearly.
Tang Zhi's heart was instantly filled with tenderness, which made his eyes sore, and tears flowed from his tightly closed eyes.
The left hand turned around next to the other hand, and the fingers were intertwined instead.
Hold it tight, hard, and never let go.
"Candi, are you ready?"
At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Gu Meng and En Jin walked in one after another, and when they looked up and saw Tang Zhi in the room, they froze in place at the same time.
In front of the mirror, the boy put his left hand on the mirror, his whole hand was engulfed by a golden halo, his figure became lighter and lighter, looking a bit illusory.
Although he was crying, he still smiled: "Goodbye, I'm going to find Bo Ye."
Knowing that he was leaving, Gu Meng didn't have time to think too much, she rushed forward and grabbed his arm.
Enjin followed closely behind, and touched the corner of Gu Meng's clothes one second before the two disappeared.
The light in the room suddenly brightened, then went out for a short moment, and returned to calm again.
The young boy passed by with his prison uniform in his hand, and when he saw the door was open, he looked in and cautiously said, "Hi... hi... is there anyone here?"
Looking around, the room, which is clear at a glance, is empty.
He looked around cautiously again, and walked in to himself: "Then I'll live in this room..."
Bo Ye followed at the end of the line, jumped out of the cabin door, looked around, there were a lot of people, messy like a tourist group, and couldn't find any familiar people in the crowd.
The temperature here is very low. He pulled up the zipper of the jacket, and after pulling it to the top, he casually bit the zipper head with his teeth and looked around the environment.
After looking for a while, I learned about the surrounding terrain, but I still didn't see the person I was looking for.
Just as he was about to step forward, someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder.
Bo Ye turned around.
Enjin supported the pale Gu Meng, while Tang Zhi followed.
The moment he saw Tang Zhi, Bo Ye blinked uncontrollably.
When did his little brother have such short hair
"Where did you go? I didn't find you just now." Bo Ye waved at Tang Zhi, not forgetting to care about the pale Gu Meng, "Teacher Gu, are you okay?"
Seeing that Tang Zhi was still standing there, not walking towards him, Bo Ye frowned strangely, then looked at the other two men, and found that everyone looked at him with strange eyes today.
"What are you doing?"
Gu Meng looked at Bo Ye with a complicated expression, resisting the nausea caused by traveling through the dungeon, stepped forward, stared at his face for a few seconds, and stretched out her arms to hug the man.
This is a man who is always unruly, but surprisingly reassuring.
Bo Ye let him hold her, her body was a little stiff, and her expression was even more bewildered.
Gu Meng patted him on the back, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything because she was full of emotions, but her stomach was so nauseous, she had to push Bo Ye away, rushed to the side to support the plane and vomited.
Bo Ye was pushed back a few steps, glanced at Gu Meng, then at Enjin, pointed to his brain, and said, "What's wrong with him? Did the plane crash destroy his brain?"
Enjin didn't seem to hear his question, and looked at him intently, and that look made Bo Ye's scalp tingle.
Then, Eun Jin stepped forward and hugged him.
Bo Ye tilted his head, with a reluctant expression, he hugged him back perfunctorily, and said, "What's wrong, kid? Why do you look like you're in love with me?"
Enjin took a deep breath, pressed against his shoulder, and reluctantly yelled——
"dad."
Bo Ye: "..."
The corner of the mouth turned up, and then turned up again, and finally couldn't hold back the secret feeling in his heart, and laughed out loud: "Good boy."
Enjin patted him on the shoulder, with a face of shame, she walked to the side to care about Gu Meng's situation.
Bo Ye looked at Tang Zhi who was not far away, seeing him standing there in a daze, he walked forward helplessly.
Pulling up the zipper of the boy's jacket, scratching the tip of his reddened nose, he asked softly, "Is it cold?"
Seeing his dog-eating hairstyle, he raised his hand and grabbed two handfuls, and said, "Little brother, you are so handsome."
"But when was it cut?"
"Um?"
Looking down at Tang Zhi's eyes, he found that his eyes were already red.