: It’s the end of life, and the water will grow east (20)

Author: Yaoli

: It’s the end of life, and the water will grow east (20)

Walking alone by the lake without a living is always lonely.

She loves someone, but that person doesn't like her.

So she gave all her love to that person's younger brother.

They had an almost identical face, and every time they saw this face, she felt moved.

Over time, she couldn't tell who she loved was.

For the person she likes, she will unconsciously reveal her unprecedented softness, and transferring her strong love to another person is the best way to escape.

Yan Ran is not a gentle person, but if she becomes really gentle, anyone will be moved by it.

Her voice fell down, hoarse and slow: "Who told you to be disobedient? If you are more obedient, I won't hit you."

"I will be nice to you, Fu Ji, don't hate me, I will never hit you again."

Facing the eyes that were hidden with uneasiness and helplessness, her eyes were so beautiful that they were drooping with the smooth ends of her eyes, and the light and shadow were soaked in her pupils.

Looking at my own eyes feel distressed as if I treat an extremely precious treasure, dizzy with an indescribable tenderness.

gentle?

It's ridiculous. It's the first time he saw someone showing this expression to him in so many years, and it was Yan Ran.

Does she love him?

No, no.

She just likes him, she can like a lot of people.

A sudden irritability surged in Fu Ji's heart. This impatience was not obvious, but it made him difficult to ignore it.

He attributed it to his disgust and cheap liking, so he didn't need it, his handsome eyebrows were suddenly tightened.

He turned his eyes away. The pain on his face made him feel awkward, and he didn't even want to see Yan Ran's hypocritical face.

Yan Ran suddenly came over, and just when he was unclear, his body was suddenly brought into a scorching embrace.

The moment the skin touched each other, a panic surged into my heart.

Fu Ji didn't understand what he was afraid of, but just subconsciously wanted to struggle. He could break free. The young man could push away with thin arms and legs with one hand, but he couldn't use all his strength at all.

This thin and warm embrace seems to have some magic power, a magic power that makes people lose their strength.

"I like you know?"

"That slap on your face hurts in my heart."

System: [Vomit!]

pain?

Will someone hurt him?

Fu Ji lowered his head, and in his blank vision, his slightly trembling fingers were his face pressing against Yan Ran's heart.

Plop – Plop –

It jumped very steadily and slowly, and it seemed like a deer inside, hitting gently, and the side of his face was numb.

The young man's voice was very low and hoarse, but Fu Ji wonderedly caught a little gentleness and distress.

"Does the face hurt very much? I didn't control myself. I shouldn't have hit you. I was just too scared. I was afraid that you would hate me. I like you. How could you hate me?"

The skin that was close to the ears became hotter and hotter, and Yan Ran's heartbeat became louder and louder.

He seemed to have been hypnotized and asked in a silly way, "Do you really like me?"

The soft hair rubbed against his face, and Yan Ran's voice came from above, getting closer and closer, followed by his breath and warmth.

"I like it, can you try to like me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a warm feeling fell on his forehead, like snowflakes falling from the window, fleeting.

She said: "Even if it's just a little bit, that's fine."

This is the first time someone has asked for love from him, so people are retreating from him, he is a monster.

But now, someone like a monster asked, she said she wanted to like something.

Monster, is it worthy of liking?

[Ding! The villain's blackening rate has reached 80%!]

The roses are bright and dazzling, and the snow stained on them melts into dew, which is crystal clear and beautiful.

The phone vibrated and a message popped up.

People with affection are festivals every day; a sentence of coldness is a line of noise; a sentence of reminder is a note of passing on; a lovesickness is a heart-to-look; a lovesickness is a lifelong love.

Happy Valentine's Day!

——

From a scientific perspective, people's preference is the chemical reaction of the collision of dopamine secretion and hormones.

The heartbeat released by the heartbeat surged, and the phenylethylamine secreted by falling in love at first sight, the blood flow surged sharply, and the physiological reaction of 120 heart rate.

So how long can you last if you like it?

Which step can we do?

Yan Ran received a message during the meeting, which was sent by Fu Ji.

——I was injured.

Yan Ran knew Fu Ji. If she had just said that she was injured, it would be impossible to send her a message. She hurriedly ended the meeting and hurried back home. On the way, she even called Fu Ji, but no one answered.

Why not answer?

Is it because of serious injuries?

The half-hour journey was compressed by her for 15 minutes. The living room was very quiet. Fu Ji sat safely on the sofa, wearing a black sweater, and showed a slight smile at the young man who was still a little breathing.

Yan Ran looked at him calmly for a long time, but could not see any wounds on the man's body. He couldn't help but frown: "Didn't you say you were injured?"

Fu Ji was stunned for a moment, as if at a loss. He said in a light tone: "It's just a minor injury, not very serious."

Yan Ran took a deep breath and looked at it for a few seconds, "Then why don't you answer the phone?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ran, as if he was a little panicked: "My phone is out of battery and is still charging. Am I... causing you trouble?"

Fu Ji spoke this sentence with a helpless tone, and his eyes staring at Yan Ran with sincere and clear eyes when he spoke.

Yan Ran was in a hurry when she came. It was snowing outside. She didn't even have time to hold an umbrella. There were snow stains on her shoulders and hair that couldn't melt. The color of her lips was slightly lighter, as if blood was frozen under the ice.

"Are you angry?" Fu Ji couldn't help but tilt, and looked at Yan Ran with a clear look.

Yan Ran pursed her lips and came to him.

The distance between the two people was closer, and Fu Ji saw Yan Ran's light-colored, calm eyes showing emotional fluctuations.

Her body was filled with cold air, but the breath she exhaled was warm.

He asked calmly: "Where is the injury?"

Looking at Yan Ran's too plain face, Fu Ji was very unhappy. It was because Yan Ran was too calm, which made him feel that this prank was not inspiration.

He stretched out his hand and exposed the tiny wound.

Yan Ran took a look and said, "It's great. If she came a little later, the wound would heal."

On the surface, Yan Ran still found a band-aid to cover his wound.

Fu Ji just watched it leisurely.

The cold and white face, slender eyebrows, faint lips, and the red mole on the bridge of the nose all seemed to be telling the tenderness that emerged from the bones.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!