you better not like me

Zhan Ke's hands shook violently, his head was so low that he was about to touch the edge of the bowl.

After a long time, he said softly, "I can't stay away from you."

This was the first time in many years that he expressed his feelings for Chen Yan so bluntly.

But Chen Yan still put down his chopsticks and asked seriously: "Do you like me?"

Like sprinkling salt on a wound, the corrosive pain penetrates everywhere.

Chen Yan clenched his left hand tightly on his leg, his knuckles turned white, and his whole arm was shaking with such strength.

He desperately suppressed his emotions, not letting it explode, not allowing it to overflow.

The man who was so proud back then finally bowed his head to him, Chen Yan was not happy at all, on the contrary, he was so distressed that he was about to suffocate.

He is at an extreme point of contradiction, and he refuses to let Zhan Ke let go, let alone himself.

On the one hand, he felt ironic that in five years, he had built a mirror.

Is benevolence and righteousness not applied, but the offensive and defensive forces are different?

Distressed on the other side.

Chen Yan scolded himself thousands of times in his heart, asking himself why he is so cheap, why he is so stubborn, is it the best solution to let each other go?

But he also knew that he couldn't do it at all.

I can't not love him, I can't let him go, I can't let myself go.

"Eat quickly, it will get cold later." Zhan Ke avoided.

"Do you like me?" Chen Yan continued to ask.

"I..." He swallowed, "I..."

"So hard to say?" Chen Yan laughed.

"No!" Zhan Ke hastily denied, "It's not hard to say."

He opened his mouth, as if to say it, and wondered if it would be too indecent to say it in this scene.

He was afraid that Chen Yan would not take it seriously.

Chen Yan suddenly stopped talking, not only not talking, he stared at Zhan Ke motionlessly, who was so nervous that he couldn't hold his chopsticks.

"I like you." Zhan Ke couldn't bear it anymore.

As his younger brother told him, how hard is it to say a word of liking?

After finishing speaking, Zhan Ke smiled, and silently agreed in his heart-how difficult is it to say that I like it?

"En." Chen Yan responded.

Zhan Ke couldn't laugh suddenly, he looked up at Chen Yan in a daze, with disbelief written in his eyes, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and asked with some pain: "You...you really don't care at all?"

Don't even care about the "I like you" after waiting for so many years?

He didn't know if he still had a place in Chen Yan's heart, he was uneasy from the very beginning, but he always believed that Chen Yan would be moved by his first sentence of "like" in ten years.

He has silently rehearsed many times in his heart, what kind of environment is right, what kind of tone is right, and what kind of expression is right.

And Chen Yan's reaction after hearing it.

He has thought about it.

He thought Chen Yan would cry.

Ordinary people definitely don't know that the Overlord, who was famous for his fights back then, is a soft and cute crybaby behind his back.

But he knows.So he used Chen Yan's feelings for him back then to make assumptions, assuming Chen Yan finally waited for him to say "I like you" after erasing all worries, what would happen, he would cry, make trouble, and ask him "Why?" Don't say it sooner."If the situation is better, I will hold him in tears and talk about my grievances over the years.

Chen Yan has never been a person who can hold back things. He will cry when he is wronged, and he will make a fuss when he is angry. He has known Chen Yan for so many years, and he feels that he knows Chen Yan too well.

But the truth is-

Chen Yan was very calm, didn't even have a superfluous expression, and responded lightly, "En."

Zhan Ke has prepared his confession for so long, but has not received any response.

From a person who once loved him so much, he didn't get any, any, any response!

"What do you care about?" Chen Yan picked up the chopsticks, his face still as usual.

Zhan Ke found it even more difficult to accept, "Didn't you always want to hear it?"

Chen Yan put a chopstick of food into his mouth, chewed and ate it slowly, and then replied: "That was five years ago." He clicked his tongue, "Five years, I liked to eat roadside stalls five years ago I don't like it now. I liked drinking soda five years ago. I don't like it now. I wanted to have a lifetime with you five years ago. I don't want to now. Five years, nearly two thousand days and nights, can change There are too many things. Why do you think that I am still the Chen Yan five years ago, and I will even cry bitterly because of your words of gratitude?"

Zhan Ke slammed his chopsticks on the table, stared into Chen Yan's eyes, "Say it again?"

Chen Yan ate lazily, "Huh? I don't have a good memory, so I can't recite the original text."

Zhan Ke said with trembling lips, "I didn't want you to be grateful to Dade and cry bitterly, but you can't have no reaction at all."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice seemed to be that he felt that what he said was so bizarre.

"Are you kidding?" Chen Yan smiled.

Zhan Ke felt that he was about to suffocate, and couldn't get his breath out at all, "Did you not hear clearly? Or did you not understand?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, "I scored 131 in Chinese in the college entrance examination, and my comprehension ability is still passable."

Zhan Ke hugged his head decadently, his voice became hoarse and deep, "You have to react a bit, I have been preparing for a long time."

He's like a kid begging for candy after trying to do one thing right.

But Chen Yan is an unqualified parent.

He reached out and touched Zhanke's head, and gently stroked his hair, his voice was soft, "But you forgot that I don't need it anymore."

Zhan Ke felt the feeling of being caressed. At this moment, heaven and hell exist at the same time.

He was caught in it, feeling the comfort while feeling the knife cut.

Chen Yan felt that all of Zhan Ke's solid exteriors were gradually collapsing, and felt his emotions fluctuate because of him.

He suddenly wanted to cry.

He couldn't imagine that one day he would treat Zhan Ke like this.

He loves him so much, worked desperately for him, and tried his best to keep up with his footsteps.Now this mighty man bowed his head to him, every word was pleading, but he was like a butcher holding a machete, excitedly slashing the machete at Zhan Ke's living heart.

again and again.

He vaguely felt that he could hear the muffled sound of his heart being stabbed by a knife.

so real.

The butcher's face was covered with tears at some point. He withdrew his hand and sat there blankly, letting the inexplicable tears flow wantonly.

"I'm sorry." Chen Yan said.

When Zhan Ke raised his head, he saw Chen Yan murmured sorry with empty eyes, his eyes were slightly red, tears fell one after another, some flowed down his cheeks, and some fell directly on the table.

Zhan Ke panicked at once, he rushed over, hugged Chen Yan tightly with trembling hands, and said with a sour nose: "Don't cry, don't cry...it's my fault, don't put pressure on yourself, I won't force you , don’t cry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry it’s my fault, I’m scared of you like this.” Zhan Ke’s voice unconsciously carried a crying tone, “Don’t hurt yourself in your heart, it’s my fault, don’t do this... Chen Yan ... Chen Yan ... I love you, I love you."

Chen Yan wrapped his arms around his neck, stood up slowly, and put his face on Zhan Ke's left shoulder.

"Stop talking. Stay away from me Zhan Ke, stay away from me, I can't control myself, I'm sick... I don't know what's wrong with me, don't approach me."

"I can't do it." Zhan Ke said firmly.

"Then you really... deserve it."

after a long time.

Zhan Ke felt that the clothes on his shoulders were wet.

After a while.

He heard the unbearable cry.

In the next 10 minutes, the toss turned into a broken cry.

God may not be fair at all.

Chen Yan thought.