Every crossing is weak

When getting off the bus, Luo Zhou received a note from the taxi driver with a phone number on it, but when Luo Zhou saw the number, he returned it to the driver. He also got used to rejection, so Luo Zhou didn't bother to care about their reaction after being rejected, whether it was fierce or peaceful. The only thing he cared about was the tall figure not far away when he got off the car.

Wei Yichen and Tan Jinghui in this world are very similar in body shape, about the same height and weight, with standard wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. It is very smiling, which makes people feel good at seeing it and want to get close.

Wei Yichen, who was still paralyzed, didn't seem to have any expression on his face, but Luo Zhou could clearly read a smile on his face. It seemed that waiting didn't bore him, but rather enjoyed it.

His deep voice sounded, "I'm back", but it made Luo Zhou's heart beat like a drum.

Luo Zhou's face was feverish, as if a raging fire started a prairie fire, and instantly burned his body clean, even his mouth was uncontrollable, "Wait, wait, how long have you been waiting?"

After speaking, Luo Zhou wanted to beat himself a little bit. When did he have a stuttering problem?Especially if you insist on showing it in front of Tan Jinghui, you will lose your old face.

"Are you okay?" Tan Jinghui and Luo Zhou walked home side by side. The night breeze blew on their faces. It was neither hot nor cold, and it was very comfortable, as if they were in a dense forest with fresh air, and the insects and birds were singing in the forest. , It is really comfortable.

Luo Zhou walked forward with Tan Jinghui, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said in his own realistic tone, "It's okay."

Where Luo Zhou couldn't see, Tan Jinghui smiled slightly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of joy, but when he spoke again, Wei Yichen still looked cold, but his words were not cold at all, he said: "Ayan, I just received a call from a friend. They called."

"Well, what did they say?"

"Say you tell Zhuang Jie to be more honest in the future, I'm yours."

Luo Zhou's face, which had finally cooled off, started to have a fever again. He obviously wanted Tan Jinghui to know and was moved, but after he really knew and said it, he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to drill in. ?

It's just too cowardly!Luo Zhou defined himself, and then secretly cheered himself up, and then said: "Yichen, I like you, it's not just my own business, I want to defend my love, so I don't Other interludes are allowed."

After Luo Zhou finished speaking, he felt a little guilty, because in fact, Tan Jinghui was just such a friend who liked him, and he had several ex-boyfriends on his side. If it was an episode, he could play "Ode to Joy" on his side , Those one after another, one after another, in an endless stream, the one who really needs to defend love, where should it be Luo Zhou, obviously it should be Tan Jinghui.

Tan Jinghui didn't think so much about it, and he felt a little emotional in his heart. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but when he thought that it was Shen Yan who confessed his love at this moment, not Luo Zhou, Tan Jinghui felt depressed while being happy.

Unable to bear it, Tan Jinghui asked in a low voice, "Did you tell me?"

Tan Jinghui said the word "I" very emphatically, and Luo Zhou understood what Tan Jinghui meant as soon as he heard it.

Stopping, Luo Zhou didn't know how to answer.Tan Jinghui also stopped after him. He looked at Luo Zhou and remained silent for a long time, but he didn't turn his gaze away, as if he was unwilling to let go of Luo Zhou's expression.

Luo Zhou raised his head and glanced at Tan Jinghui, then lowered his head again, because Tan Jinghui's eyes were too enthusiastic, Luo Zhou didn't know how to respond at all, he already knew that Tan Jinghui liked him in reality, but what about himself?

If you return to reality, will you be separated from Tan Jinghui?

Will Tan Jinghui get married and have children in the future, and live a life that is still enviable and admirable?In his life, will he not have himself in the future?

Luo Zhou couldn't help covering his chest. He didn't understand why his heart hurt so much when he thought of this, as if he couldn't breathe. His heart was full, but when he thought of Tan Jinghui like this, Luo Zhou felt that it was empty in an instant. , even his own body seemed to have become an empty shell.

Several lifetimes of encounters, several lifetimes of companionship, Luo Zhou can see Tan Jinghui's shadow from behind those lovers, they are all as kind and gentle as Tan Jinghui, although they all have a strong possessive desire, but in love, who would not have possessive desire Woolen cloth?

Yes, Tan Jinghui really loves himself.

What about yourself?

In the cool night wind, Luo Zhou and Tan Jinghui stood under the street lamp. The dim light cast a shadow on Luo Zhou's face, and there was also a trembling shadow under the long eyelashes.

Finally, Tan Jinghui was still reluctant to force Luo Zhou. He let out a long sigh of relief, and then said softly, "Don't think about it. When we go back, we will still be...uh..."

Tan Jinghui's words were sealed in a lingering kiss. Luo Zhou actually didn't know what was wrong with him. He just didn't want Tan Jinghui to say the following words. He could vaguely feel what Tan Jinghui wanted to say later, which was nothing more than returning to reality. People are still friends, but they are not lovers, they are not in love with each other, but they are already happy with each other. Luo Zhou doesn't want this kind of so-called joy, Luo Zhou just wants Tan Jinghui to be by his side.

After all, Luo Zhou had never kissed others before, so he kissed others regardless of the consequences, but then he was dumbfounded. In the end, he pried open Tan Jinghui's lips like a lunatic, and then messed with his tongue like a lunatic. He Yitong, just about to retreat at the end, was suddenly tightened by Tan Jinghui at the waist, and dragged by him at the back of the head. This time, Luo Zhou was dumbfounded again, because Tan Jinghui completely grasped the initiative. A few minutes later, Luo Zhou's whole body They all softened.

It was as if the cartilage had been loosened, if it wasn't for Tan Jinghui's support, Luo Zhou would have slipped down in about a second, but Luo Zhou was so addicted to this sore feeling that he couldn't bear to let go of his tight hug Tan Jinghui's hands.

Under the street lamp, the two young people who kissed hadn't parted for a long time, but as soon as they parted, the two hurried home.

The moment the door of the house was opened, the two kissed together again. This time, Luo Zhou finally took the initiative. The two tore each other's clothes and retreated to the bed. Afterwards, there was an unprecedented cloud and rain.

After the cloud and rain, Luo Zhou was paralyzed, his whole body was weak, and his mind was confused. However, when he saw that Tan Jinghui was about to leave, he instinctively grabbed his hand.

Tan Jinghui looked back at Luo Zhou, and asked softly, "What's wrong? I'll take you to wash?"

Luo Zhou stared at Tan Jinghui for several seconds before his eyes gradually cleared up. Then Luo Zhou said to Tan Jinghui in an unprecedentedly serious tone: "I like you! You!"

Luo Zhou said the word "you" so heavily that Tan Jinghui couldn't figure it out.

After six years of relationship, Tan Jinghui finally waited for a response. This little bastard finally received his heart in a big dream. For a moment, Tan Jinghui was dumbfounded and couldn't say anything, as if the long-dry land was suddenly watered by spring rain , Indescribable joy, and indescribable joy.

Seeing that Tan Jinghui didn't move, Luo Zhou didn't give himself an answer, so he added: "I like you no matter which world you are in. I said 'no matter which world', brother, do you understand?"

Luo Zhou was afraid that Tan Jinghui still didn't understand, so he was going to continue to speak more clearly, but before he could speak, he was thrown down on the bed again by a giant creature, and then he, who had no strength, was tossed by this man again. After a while, he didn't stop until he passed out.

The next day, Luo Zhou had a fever as expected, and lying on the bed, he hummed helplessly: "You bastard, I can't go to work today."

Tan Jinghui walked up to Luo Zhou with a bowl of clear porridge. With a paralyzed face, Luo Zhou could see a little apology in his heart, and he said softly, "I've already asked you for leave. You'll be resting at home this week. Come here. You eat something first, otherwise you may feel uncomfortable if you take the medicine on an empty stomach."

Luo Zhou: "Bastard, didn't you do it?"

Tan Jinghui coughed twice to ease his embarrassment, "Ahem, you are OOC."

"O you big-headed ghost, I have the privilege to modify the plot."

Tan Jinghui was taken aback, and quickly put his index finger to Luo Zhou's lips, and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense, or you will be warned again."

Luo Zhou now has the privilege of modifying the plot, so he is not afraid. Anyway, the system 520 has said that this privilege will not collapse the world, so he can make it hard, so Luo Zhou, who is a little bastard by nature, bit Tan Jinghui's index finger with his mouth. On the way, he let go when he heard Tan Jinghui gasp in pain.

Looking at the tooth marks on his hands, Tan Jinghui was speechless, but Luo Zhou laughed, but the laughing motion was too big, almost reaching his waist again.

"It hurts like hell." Luo Zhou stared at Tan Jinghui and said.

Tan Jinghui could only cough twice again, put a spoonful of porridge on Luo Zhou's lips, and said, "I know, I won't be so...excessive in the future. Let's eat something first, and then take some antipyretics."

Luo Zhou looked at Tan Jinghui and stopped being awkward. After being fed a bowl of porridge obediently by him, Luo Zhou was a little embarrassed because he didn't know that Wei Yichen was Tan Jinghui before, but now he knew that there was such an affair last night. Now he was terribly awkward, and his already feverish face was even redder at this moment.

"You get out!" Luo Zhou said this abruptly, and after he finished speaking, he was also taken aback, not knowing why he suddenly started chasing people away.

Tan Jinghui was normal, he let Luo Zhou take medicine again, got up and kissed Luo Zhou's forehead lightly, and said, "Go to sleep, I'm going to 'defend love'."

Luo Zhou didn't understand: "Huh?"

Tan Jinghui just slightly hooked the corner of his lips, turned and left without saying anything more.