Ling Miao is like a storyteller, except that he talks about his own inner world, and he doesn't, like other storytellers, slap him awake when he talks about the wonderful parts and shout loudly, "You can predict what will happen next, please listen." "Back to Decomposition" leaves the audience with a bit of regret.
Ling Miao was asking Su Yuyang if he wanted to continue listening. Su Yuyang looked into Ling Miao's eyes. For some reason, Su Yuyang always felt that those bright eyes were covered by a layer of mist. He couldn't see the emotions in Ling Miao's eyes, as if he didn't know. The meaning of what Ling Miao said today.
Su Yuyang did not answer Ling Miao's question. He asked instead: "You... why are you telling me this? I don't think this is like you."
"How do you look like me?" Ling Miaoxiao asked, "Do you have to call you a bloody bitch to look like me? In fact, people have many sides, and different emotions show different sides. When I make a fuss , because I care, and now... Well, it's not that I don't care, but I care too much. Su Yuyang, you tease me again and again, I've had enough, what do you think of me
Take you as an example. You were first my favorite, and then my boss. I admired you, resented you, and felt helpless. What about you
When we first met, I thought you were a pretty good person. When I found out you were Shu Yang, I felt depressed and resentful.
I have lived with you for a while, except for the things I did wrong. Apart from deliberately picking on me and making me angry all day long, what else have you done
I am your personal assistant, not a toy to relieve your boredom.
If you think I'm a toy, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, you're my boss, right? "
"I..." Su Yuyang was a little unable to refute, because sometimes he did poke Ling Miao's anger maliciously, and he liked to see Ling Miao angry. Hearing Ling Miao's true words, Su Yuyang was speechless for a moment. He admitted that he was wrong and it was not difficult to apologize, but when the words of apology came to his lips, he couldn't say it. It seemed that once he opened his mouth, he and Ling Miao The relationship has changed. The only thing he doesn't know is whether this change is good or bad.
Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang's hesitation, smiled comfortingly and patted Su Yuyang's shoulder: "Su Yuyang, don't do anything that embarrasses yourself."
"A noisy life may be fun, but Su Yuyang, have you ever considered my feelings? Su Yuyang, I hope that our relationship can be like a normal relationship between the boss and his assistant." Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang expectantly. "I'll do my part, and you should correct your attitude towards me - provoke me with a purpose, and I will accept it, but the result may not be acceptable to you."
Ling Miao was no longer the Ling Miao who looked weak, panicked when something happened, and waved his claws when someone stepped on his tail. Su Yuyang stared at the person in front of him in confusion, and a word came to his mind: reborn.
Su Yuyang didn't want to look away from Ling Miao. It seemed that he wanted to find a trace of Ling Miao's past breath from the person in front of him, but he failed - except for that face, he could no longer find anything in common between the two. point.
"Xiao Miao..." Su Yuyang called Ling Miao gently. Ling Miao responded with "hmm", but Su Yuyang said nothing. The two stared into each other's eyes, but neither spoke.
The air was filled with solemnity, and Su Yuyang's breathing became heavier and heavier. Ling Miao's face was filled with indifference, and his smiling eyes looked like he was mocking Su Yuyang.
Su Yuyang seemed to have been defeated by a top expert. He sighed helplessly, put his hand on Ling Miao's shoulder and promised: "I promise I won't deliberately make you angry again, but if you do something bad, don't blame me. It’s heartless.”
Ling Miao nodded, and then watched Su Yuyang return to the room.
As soon as Su Yuyang's bedroom door closed, Ling Miao suddenly felt like a deflated balloon. He slumped down on the sofa like a starfish. His breathing felt like he had run a thousand meters, and large beads of sweat rolled down his temples. , the pale cheek looks like a seriously ill patient.
"Damn, I actually made it through." Ling Miao looked at the ceiling, his vision a little blurry.
When Su Yuyang becomes stronger, Ling Miao will definitely be strangled to pieces by his aura, so the best way is to suppress Su Yuyang's aura first. To suppress Su Yuyang, you need to be several times stronger than him. In order for Ling Miao to have a peaceful life, he had to act tough. Now it seems that the results are quite good. Although Ling Miao was acting, his words were basically the truth—truth that he had not dared to say in front of Su Yuyang before.
"Su Yuyang's temper and appearance are not scary. Why do I feel weak when he stares at me?" Ling Miao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought depressingly, "If he hadn't hatched a plan, he probably wouldn't have been able to turn around in the future. It’s time. Looking at Su Yuyang’s guilty face, it feels so damn good!”
If he hadn't spent all his energy on breathing, Ling Miao would have burst out laughing.
Back in the bedroom, Su Yuyang didn't turn on the computer or turn on the light. He lay on the bed and carefully sorted out every word Ling Miao said, but the sentence "Su Yuyang, I came back because of you" would always pop up and disturb him. Thoughts.
Su Yuyang rubbed his hair irritably. If Ling Miao hadn't been outside, he would have yelled to vent his frustration.
Listening to someone tell the truth, or the truth about oneself, is also torture to a certain extent. In Ling Miao's eyes, he is a person who plays tricks on others. It is undeniable that Su Yuyang did have the idea of using Ling Miao to adjust his life, and he also did so. Although Su Yuyang did not think there was anything wrong with his approach, when others said this approach, Su Yuyang himself wanted to spurn it. A few words to myself.
Suddenly, Su Yuyang thought of today's conversation with Feng Ji.
Feng Ji asked him if he wanted to find something other than novels to spice up his life. At that time, he said, "Apart from novels, I really can't find anything that I can calm down and finish." The funny thing is that he has already been using Ling Miao to adjust his life.
"Using Ling Miao to adjust your life? Well, maybe that's not the case, but... ahem, I'm so annoyed. I haven't been so irritable for a long time." Su Yuyang used his hands to comb his hair and kneaded it into a chicken coop. Generally not satisfied, he beats the pillow with his hand. If someone who didn't know the truth came in, they would think that Su Yuyang was broken up in love.
After exhausting all his strength, Su Yuyang lay panting on the bed. The blurry halo on the ceiling gradually turned into an indifferent face, which was exactly the same as Ling Miao.
"Yuyang, maybe you should change your life."
"Maybe it's time for you to find someone to live with."
Feng Ji's words appeared again, and Su Yuyang was a little exhausted. He had no strength to think about other things. Thinking of these words and looking at Ling Miao's face, Su Yuyang gradually fell into darkness.
The next day something went wrong with Su Yuyang's biological clock. Ling Miao had already finished breakfast and he still hadn't come out. Ling Miao had no choice but to go into Su Yuyang's bedroom and prepare to lift his quilt.
Ling Miao opened the door of Su Yuyang's bedroom, and what he saw was Su Yuyang lying in the shape of "tai".
Su Yuyang didn't wear pajamas last night, so he was still wearing the same clothes he wore during the day yesterday.
Ling Miao looked at the pillow and quilt that fell on the floor and exclaimed: "Damn it, this guy is really good at sleeping."
Thinking that the floor was not very clean, Ling Miao picked up the quilts and pillows on the floor and piled them next to Su Yuyang in order to prevent Su Yuyang from finding an excuse to ask him to wash the quilt covers and pillowcases.
Su Yuyang has been tortured by Feng Ji's two words, and he can't get rid of them even if he falls asleep, so Su Yuyang didn't sleep well all night.
Ling Miao shook Su Yuyang's arm, trying to wake Su Yuyang up in this way. Su Yuyang cursed a few words vaguely. Ling Miao didn't hear clearly what he said, but he felt that it was definitely not a good word, so he became more persistent in trying to wake Su Yuyang up. Su Yuyang sat up suddenly, opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around, then uttered a vague syllable through his nose and fell down gorgeously, regardless of Ling Miao's expectations.
"Hey..." Ling Miao pointed at Su Yuyang and wanted to teach him a lesson, but thinking that Su Yuyang couldn't hear him, he depressedly swallowed the words that reached his throat.
"Su Yuyang, Su Yuyang, get up and have breakfast." Ling Miao slapped Su Yuyang's face, and when he heard the "pah pah pah" sound coming from the contact between his palm and cheek, Ling Miaozhi felt indescribably happy.
But... Ling Miao slapped Su Yuyang's face less frequently because he found that he had left a red mark on Su Yuyang's face.
"I didn't use too much force?" Ling Miao thought doubtfully, and put his hand on Su Yuyang's face to caress it.
"Hey, this guy's skin is nice, smooth and greasy, and it's quite comfortable to touch." Ling Miao couldn't put it down because of Su Yuyang's face, and drew circles on Su Yuyang's cheeks with his fingertips.
Su Yuyang called out "Hmm" and frowned. He didn't know whether he was dreaming about something that upset him or whether he was unable to sleep because of Ling Miao's actions.
"Leave me alone." Su Yuyang suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ling Miao on the back. Ling Miao's movements stopped immediately, and Su Yuyang's hand that slapped Ling Miao's back suddenly pressed Ling Miao to his chest.
Before Ling Miao had time to react, his forehead touched Su Yuyang's chin. Bone touched bone, and Ling Miao made an "ah" sound in pain.
"Yeah." Su Yuyang turned his head as if he was aware of it, and his lips accidentally rubbed Ling Miao's forehead.
"Fuck." Ling Miao cursed in a low voice. Just as he was about to struggle to stand up, Su Yuyang pushed him down again.
"How can a sleeping person be so strong?" Ling Miao asked himself, "Isn't this guy trying to tease me? Didn't he promise not to tease me? He could slap himself in the face instantly. Can Su Yuyang do it?"
Ling Miao was still asking and answering questions when Su Yuyang suddenly turned over.
"I'll wipe it!" Ling Miao cursed again.
As soon as Su Yuyang turned over, Ling Miao's upper body was pressed under him. Ling Miao's body was pressed by the heavy object, and it felt like his ribs were about to be broken.
Ling Miao tried to move his arms to push Su Yuyang away. Su Yuyang adjusted his body consciously, pressing Ling Miao even tighter.
"Your sister's Su Yuyang, I ￥%￥... %..." Ling Miao thought over all the curse words he knew and added Su Yuyang's name in his mind, and finally gasped a little.
"Since I can't break free, I might as well have a good sleep."
Ling Miao thought this, yawned and closed his eyes.