"Luo Yichen, let me tell you a joke!" Su Rourou said to him.
Luo Yichen nodded slightly, neither saying yes nor bad.
Su Rourou started talking on her own: "Do you know what color Spider-Man is?"
She looked at Luo Yichen and saw that he didn't respond in an embarrassing manner, so she could only continue: "You must say 'red', right? Wrong! It's white! Because the English name of Spiderman is—spiderman (it's white) people)!"
After finishing speaking, she carefully looked at the expression on Luo Yichen's face: "How is it, is it funny?"
Although Luo Yichen still didn't speak, Dang finally showed some expression on his face. He twitched his lips and looked at her contemptuously.
"Isn't it funny? Then let me tell you another one, okay?" Su Rourou tilted her head and thought hard again, "Ah, there it is!"
In this way, she rummaged and told cold jokes all the way to Luo Yichen's bedroom.
According to her observation along the way, Luo Yichen's mood seemed to be a little better, but... it seemed to be just a little bit better.
She carefully supported him to sit down by the bed: "You go to rest early, I'll go back first."
Luo Yichen lowered his head and said nothing.
Su Rourou's gaze sank, the foot that she wanted to step forward seemed to have taken root, and she could no longer move forward.
"You... Are you okay?" She didn't want to mention the scene she saw just now, but asked cryptically.
The lights in the room were not turned on, and Luo Yichen's face looked a little pale under the moonlight.
Just when Su Rourou thought that he would not speak, he stood up, hugged her in his arms, and rested his head on her neck.
"Let me lean on..." His voice sounded unresolved sadness.
Su Rourou didn't push him away, and put her arms around his back unconsciously. Following his movements when comforting himself, he patted lightly one after another.
Following her comfort, Luo Yichen's arms holding her tightly tightened again, like a drowning person, tightly grasping a piece of driftwood beside him.
His sadness was so heavy, Su Rourou's heart also started to throb slightly.
In her eyes, Luo Yichen has always been elegant, noble and poised. She never thought that he also has such a vulnerable side, like a child who needs to be cared for.
The moonlight spilled into the room, casting figures of the two hugging tightly on the ground. The surroundings are very quiet, only the low sound of insects...
I don't know how long it took, until Su Rourou wondered if Luo Yichen had fallen asleep, she finally couldn't help pushing him: "Luo Yichen, are you... asleep?"
Luo Yichen still maintained his original posture, without any movement.
Su Rourou suddenly had three black lines: This guy actually fell asleep for her
She gently pushed him away, wrapped his hands around her shoulders, and dragged his heavy body up the c.
Luo Yichen was much taller than her, so she used all her strength to get him to the side of the bed, and then pushed him back.
However, Luo Yichen's hand tightly grasped her shoulders, and together with her, he fell down on the bed with a "boom".
Su Rourou's forehead bumped against Luo Yichen's chin, she was so painful that she secretly shed tears, but she didn't dare to cry out.
While touching her swollen forehead, she climbed up from him. Just about to tiptoe down the c, a slender and powerful hand wrapped around her waist from behind.
"Let go... let go!" Su Rourou protested softly. Is this guy really drunk, or is he pretending to be drunk