The atmosphere in the living room was quiet and quiet. The boy in the dark night remained motionless for a long time.
His slender fingers gripped the phone tightly, the corners of his lips were tightened, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his shiny fingertips were slightly white.
[you…]
[Like him like this?]
He sent two messages in the past.
After sending it, without waiting for the other party to reply, he stood up directly, threw the phone aside, and turned the screen down.
Mu Yan walked a few steps, stopped again, and walked back silently, staring at the mobile phone lying on the sofa, the young man bit his lips tightly, and walked forward a few more steps.
Until the phone rang, Mu Yan remained expressionless, walked over silently with his long legs, bent slightly and picked up the phone.
Even though his face was calm, when he touched the phone with his fingertips, he could not wait to open it.
[No, I went with my roommate.]
Mu Yan paused, his eyes reflected the beautiful color under the light, he was in a good mood, a smile appeared on his lips, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his lips, after realizing it, Mu Yan quickly withdrew his smile.
[That's it.]
But only reserved for a second, he asked again.
[Then what kind of boy do you like?]
After waiting for a while, the other party did not reply, and his heart tightened slightly.
Why didn't you reply
The question... is there a problem
She is angry again
He stood there blankly for a while, many kinds of chaotic and complicated thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.
"Ding dong—"
In the quiet room, the ringtone of the phone was particularly abrupt, Mu Yan's fingertips trembled, and he quickly lowered his eyes.
[Looking at fate, there is no favorite type.]
[Um.]Mu Yan replied.
He thinks they are related.
Mu Yan couldn't help but think of the first time the two met.
It was raining heavily that day, and he temporarily found a place to hide from the rain. The girl under the eaves was wearing a white dress. He noticed that she seemed to be looking at him all the time.
She approached quietly and spoke to him.
"You don't have an umbrella either?"
The girl's voice was soft and soft, and he ignored it, but she didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all, she just remained silent for a while, then looked at the sky, the raindrops hit the ground, stirring up waves.
The girl said to herself.
"I don't know when the rain will stop."
Mu Yan still ignored him, standing quietly, the sound of rain pattering in his ears, and after a while, there was a sudden "creaking" sound, he looked sideways, the girl was sitting on the bench, holding a With potato chips, stuffing it into his mouth.
She seemed to have noticed it too, so she looked over, her big crystal clear eyes blinked, she handed over the thing in her hand, and asked him, "Do you want to eat?"
"..."
The girl's peachy and beautiful lips were stained with residue from eating potato chips, but she didn't realize it at all, and still looked at him with big bright eyes.
Mu Yan couldn't help laughing, he quickly moved his eyes away and looked elsewhere, she didn't realize it, and continued to "creak" again.
That was the time when Mu Yan focused on a stranger for so long.
After that, no matter where he went, he seemed to be able to meet this person.
When I saw her talking to other boys, my mood was indescribable, and I felt faintly depressed and at a loss in my heart.
Not a little, a lot.
Mu Yan knew.
For him, Kapok has long been the most important person in his heart, even if there is no fate—he can create fate.
[Me too, I like fate.]
Because the only one who has fate with me is you.
(end of this chapter)