am i a devil

Xun Ying: "..."

Xun Ying turned off the radio on his head, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Then he raised his head and looked twice into the main room in the small courtyard, and saw Wang Mo was watching himself from behind the window in a very standard posture of secretly observing.

Xun Ying: "..."

"How do you feel?" Wang Mo said.

"Have you heard a feeling of the sea?"

Xun Ying: "..."

"Oh, forget it, I also know that you are boring, or we can go back, when I am free, I can just visit this little guy by myself."

Wang Mo was not unreasonable, and he didn't think it was unreasonable to feel a little bored in the process of accompanying him, so he planned to let Xun Ying go.

"Amo, is this little sapling very important to you?" Xun Ying didn't immediately thank the Lord for his kindness and then ran away, but instead of leaving the place, he asked Wang Mo.

"Well, I think it's kind." Wang Mo thought for a while and said.

"I didn't have many friends before, but when my chatterbox physique started, I sometimes chatted with the flowers and plants I grew up with. When I was in the orphanage, I planted small saplings myself. Now I sometimes go back and watch Look, they are quite big." Wang Mo looked at the young saplings on the ground lovingly, and chatted with Xun Ying about homework.

"Xun Ying, I don't know why, I always feel that maybe this little sapling is my heart."

After Wang Mo said this, he felt that there was some mysterious energy with strong penetrating power around him. When he looked up, he saw a green light coming out of Xun Ying's radio.

Wang Mo: "..."

"You don't intend to uproot my heart and take it away for collection, do you?" Wang Mo said tremblingly.

"My love for you hasn't fallen to such a frenzied level." Xun Ying said quite restrainedly.

Wang Mo: "..."

Forget that he has the potential to become black, Wang Mo calculated quite cautiously.

"Amo, let's take a look, shall we?"

After Xun Ying finished speaking, he once again entrenched around the young sapling, in stark contrast to his casual attitude just now, he held it in his hand for fear of falling, and held it in his mouth for fear of losing the same attention. Goudi faced the little sapling that might be Wang Mo's heart.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying, and felt that his posture was like a hen nestling, cherishing and guarding against him. He really didn't dare to provoke him, so he nodded and stayed to watch his little one with Xun Ying. The saplings are gone.

This time it was Wang Mo's turn to be a little bored.

Because Xun Ying's attitude was too focused and cherished, Wang Mo was too embarrassed to talk to him.

Sitting alone next to a small sapling without any friends to chat with is quite lonely.

So Wang Mo cast his eyes on Xun Ying's head with a radio.

Why did I set his mind to only have the sound of the sea? Wang Mo felt a trace of regret very belatedly.

Even adding a paragraph of storytelling, a little cross talk is good, especially the kind that takes more than two hours to bring back to the scene, maybe I can happily endure it until the little sapling grows some results.

"Amo, why are you looking at me like that?"

Just when Wang Mo was thinking about listening to the cross talk, Xun Ying also felt the eager gaze of the other party, so he raised his head and asked him like this.

He originally thought that Wang Mo was looking at him with that kind of gaze because he was a little enlightened. Later, Xun Ying thought about it, and he probably wouldn't, because now there is a radio on his head, and Wang Mo If Mo looked at a radio with tender eyes like this, what he needed to consider was not to find Wang Mo's heart, but to find the cause of the other party, Xun Ying thought.

"Ah, I was thinking, it would be great if you could listen to other broadcasts." Wang Mo said it very bluntly.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo, maybe what do you want to hear, I can try to learn it." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Welcome to the traditional cross talk show—Xue Radio Wang Mo reported to him in his heart, then shook his head and said: "No, it's too difficult for you."

Xun Ying didn't insist on showing his talents, so the two simply squatted beside the saplings and chatted casually.

In order to liven up the atmosphere, Xun Ying specially turned on his own knob, and then Wang Mo heard the sound of the sea.

wow... wow...

Wang Mo: "..."

When I implanted this thing into other people's brains, it seemed that I did not do it properly, Wang Mo thought.

But after clattering for a while, Wang Mo felt that the sound was quite pleasant. After getting used to it, he closed his eyes, and it really felt like sitting quietly on the beach, facing the sea.

"Amo, you seem to like this voice quite a bit."

Just when Wang Mo narrowed his eyes and was a little intoxicated, he heard Xun Ying's voice say this.

"I'm used to it and think it sounds pretty good." Wang Mo said.

As long as he didn't think that this voice was actually water in Xun Ying's mind, his acceptance would suddenly increase.

"No wonder some people like to live by the sea and listen to the sound of the waves, and some people like to live in the mountains and listen to the sound of the angry mountain wind blowing by the pines." Wang Mo even became literary, and sighed.

"Yes." Xun Ying nodded and said, "This kind of voice will make people feel very small, but with a drop in the ocean, many entangled problems will be slowly resolved."

Wang Mo nodded in agreement. After a while, he suddenly realized that their current situation was the legendary "chatting about life and ideals"

Wow, consciously or unconsciously, it has reached a new height, Wang Mo was secretly surprised in his heart.

Just as he was thinking about how far they had gone, he heard some other voices mixed with the sound of the waves.

It seemed to be a human voice.

The voice was originally low, but because of the hoarse shouting, it gradually became higher and higher. It sounded bewildered and worried.

What was he talking about? Wang Mo tried his best to distinguish the very small male voice mixed in the waves. That voice seemed to respond to Wang Mo's urgency and became clearer and clearer.

"Amo..."

"Amo..."

"I love you……"

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo raised his eyes to look at Xun Ying, who looked away in embarrassment.

"This is your heartfelt voice," Wang Mo asked Xun Ying.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Probably." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

The fact that he likes Wang Mo can of course be regarded as Xun Ying's heartfelt voice, but the current audio is obviously shouted out by himself.

When Xun Ying was alone just now, when he was bored, he listened to the sound of the sea, while running on the bank of the water in his mind, and shouted his own voice. From this perspective, Wang Mo The description of is not only not wrong, but also quite accurate.

This is the legendary oath of eternal love, on the other side, Wang Mo thought in his heart.

If he always talked about how much he loves me in front of me, I might not feel so shocked, but Xun Ying is not such a person.

Although he is sometimes a straight man of steel and sometimes a scumbag, but most of the time, Wang Mo feels that Xun Ying is actually a man who doesn't show much emotion.

Doing something to please the person he likes, and then going all over the world to show off his affection, he will definitely not be able to do it. Wang Mo made such a judgment on Xun Ying.

It is the kind of situation where no one will even know, and there are such intense emotional fluctuations. Once such a thing is known to the person you like, it will be very moving, even more than a face-to-face confession. It's exciting.

But Wang Mo has no heart now, so he can't move. Although he didn't move, he still made some noise, otherwise he would become a bully. Wang Mo vomited in his heart.

He also remembered that Xun Ying performed the scene of being trapped by love alone in the small woods.

When he was alone, there were quite a lot of dramas. Wang Mo couldn't help thinking of Xun Ying's style of nightclub painting with cement at the entrance of the village.

Simply a showman.

But he has never tortured others with his wishful heart, and even made the pursued unaware of the fact that he is suffering from lovesickness.

This is the very gentle and considerate quality of Xun Ying as a suitor. Of course, it would be even better if he was not a straight man of steel. realistic expectations.

"Xun Ying, if you need to vent your emotions, don't keep it in your heart all the time. You can tell me. Apart from being chased by you, I am still your brother." Wang Mo I felt that Xun Ying was very pitiful, so I told him so.

Xun Ying stared at Wang Mo for a while, then nodded and said, "That's what you said."

Wang Mo: "..."

Am I trying to lure wolves into the house? Wang Mo felt vigilant in his heart, but he could only recognize the splashed water when he said it, so he nodded and squatted on the ground with Xun Ying, listening to the sound of the sea. .

At this time, the echo of "Amo, I love you" was faintly accompanied by the sound of the waves, and Wang Mo was quite happy to hear it.

Then he found that the voice became more and more clear, and even the sentences became more and more complete.

"Ama...I love you..."

"Amo, because I love you..."

"Amo, it can't be because I love you..."

"Amo, it's not because I love you that I don't think it's a boring thing to squat next to a small sapling with you and wait for it to bloom and bear fruit..."

"Amo, it's not because I love you that I don't think it's a boring thing to squat with you next to a small sapling and wait for it to bloom and bear fruit. In fact, it is really too boring."

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying blankly, then stretched out his hand to touch his face, there was no loving touch, but turned off Xun Ying's mind mercilessly.