Heart-finding notice

"Tell me, what do you want to know?" The man walked to the desk and fiddled with the photo frames on the desk.

"Where is Zifan's heart?"

He turned around, folded his arms around his chest, and squinted at me.I have to say that his figure is very well-proportioned, and his clothes are not as rigid as ordinary doctors. He even wears a black earring by his ear, so he is not too much to be considered a fashion star.

"... Except for me and him, no one else knows about this matter. How did you..."

"I can see him."

Hearing this, he was first shocked, then puzzled, then turned to chuckle, and finally even evoked a wicked smile.

"Where is he?" When he spoke again, he was no longer as calm as usual, but also a little willful like a ruffian.

I didn't understand the change in his tone, but I still pointed to Zifan's approximate location.

When Zifan and I looked at each other and smiled, Luo Yu suddenly stepped forward, pinched my face with one hand, and hovered over my left chest with the other hand, he lowered his head to my ear exhale.

"Hey, did anyone say you're cute?" His evil eyes looked in Zifan's direction, and then he bit my earlobe provocatively.

I stood there blankly, completely unable to understand why this situation happened.

To be called cute by a man younger than him? !What the hell is going on in this world!

Unsurprisingly, Zifan on the other side petrified for a moment and then became furious, rushed forward and pulled me out of Luo Yu's arms.

"What are you doing! I knew you were not a good person! First you stole my heart, and then you have unreasonable thoughts about Brother Xiaochen!"

"Okay, Zifan, he won't hear you no matter how much you say..." I tried helplessly to break free from the hands tightly wrapped around my waist, but he still pointed at Luo Yu and cursed.

"It's true that I'm not a good person, but you're not much better either. However, it looks like you've also lost your memory."

The air suddenly became quiet, only the alarm clock hanging on the wall was ticking.Zifan and I both stopped and stared at Luo Yu with wide eyes.

"Don't be so surprised. I can't see him but I can hear him. Sometimes...the soul and the person just need some connection...for example, the heart."

"What do you mean?" I frowned and broke away from Zifan's embrace, looking at Luo Yu seriously.

"Look at this photo album."

I lowered my eyes and opened the somewhat yellowed photo album, which was full of photos of three young high school boys.

"We...have known each other since high school?" I said in amazement, but he didn't answer, but just motioned me to continue reading.

In the photo, the three of them fought with each other and intertwined into a precious time, but it is obvious that two of the boys are always protecting the remaining one, who looks thinner but clean enough to make people feel comfortable, sometimes He was also jealous in order to rush to be the flower protector.

The last page is a solo photo of the boy. He is wearing a high school uniform. He has changed his shy appearance and smiled brightly. His skin looks extraordinarily fair under the sun. The textbooks beside him are neatly placed on the desk, forming a natural afternoon The most beautiful scenery.

Zifan and I looked at the photo album intently and looked at each other for a few seconds. The boy on it was not him. Zifan's sunny temperament was far from this boy.

It's either him or me... The confused thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice.

"I like Ling Zifan, no, I love him." Luo Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, staring straight at me.

"What... are you trying to express..." My fingertips trembled, and I looked back at his shining eyes, as if something was about to be pierced.

Scenes suddenly flashed in my mind, grandpa's kind smile, warm hug beside the reed field, two people's meticulous care...and, my favorite, he called my name loudly.

"I like you." Luo Yu's steady voice overlapped with the voice in memory, but at this time these four words shocked me a little dizzy.

"...No, it can't be like that..." I shook my head desperately, big tears kept sliding down my jawline.

My heart throbbed, as if a wound was burning fiercely along the long-faded scar like a raging fire. I kept walking back trembling, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground behind the wall.

"You all remember now." Luo Yu lowered his eyes and leaned against the desk, holding the photo album in his hand, his lonely back was pitiful.

I looked at the soul that seemed to have faded, tears blurred my vision, as if I could no longer see his face clearly.

"Brother Xiaochen, don't do this..." He stepped towards me in a panic, stretched out his still pale hand to caress my face, but I waved it away.

"I'm not Mu Zichen!!" My eyes were bloodshot, and I shouted at him almost yelling.

He didn't answer, just put his hand back to its original position, looking at me with increasingly complicated eyes.

His wordless acquiescence made the original dream-like fragments all become real, and I suddenly found that I couldn't restrain the trembling of my body.

The nose was sour, and the astringent throat gave out a bitter taste. After an unknown period of silence, what I heard was my own voice that could no longer be empty.

"You, you are."