I won't show mercy to you

Tan Ting doesn't seem to be very good at kissing people.

Zhuo Yu was a little dazed, only felt the boy's soft lips covering her mouth, very soft, and her whole body seemed to be sealed, unable to move.

"You, what are you doing?"

Zhuo Yu took two steps back, and asked in a low voice, "Are you trying to comfort me, I don't need such charity from you, I..."

"He is the first person who took the initiative to talk to me on the mountain besides Master and Sister."

Tan Ting said suddenly.

Zhuo Yu froze for a moment.

Then he realized that what Tan Ting described should be the girl he liked, Zhuo Yu's nasal cavity was sore again, he was thinking that he was already so embarrassed and sad, why Tan Ting still forced her Why do you suffer this kind of crime yourself and come to listen to these things?

Does he have no heart?

"I do not want to hear."

Zhuo Yu turned away sullenly, sniffed, covered her ears with her hands again, and said, "Don't say any more..."

"He has a bad temper and looks a little fierce, not easy to get close to."

Tan Ting continued to say to himself, "But in fact, he is easy to soften his heart, just...a bit awkward."

"Actually... I don't really like practicing swords."

Tan Ting lowered his eyelashes and smiled, "But he likes it very much. He said that he would come to me every month for a sword competition, but he didn't tell me when he would come and when he would come."

Zhuo Yu suddenly froze in a strange posture.

"So I got up early every day to wait for him, and waited until very late to turn off the lights."

Tan Ting said, "I'm afraid that if I go to bed too early or wake up too late, no one will be found when he comes, and we may...just miss it."

"Those people say that I am talented, and they also say that I am arrogant."

Tan Ting's eyelashes trembled slightly, and said, "Yes, I have indeed honed every move and style to the extreme, but I am not for the master's praise, because I am afraid that one day I will fall behind a little bit, Not worthy of his level—”

Tan Ting turned his face away and said in a low voice, "Maybe...he won't come to me anymore."

Zhuo Yu finally slowly put down his hands covering his ears, and turned his face away a little stiffly.

He felt his hands shaking.

"He's very playful, and he's a bit careless. Sometimes it's past meal time after practicing sword practice."

Tan Tingfeng said calmly, "I was afraid that he would be hungry, so I secretly learned how to make walnut cakes, but I didn't have the courage to give them to her myself, so I asked my senior sister to bring them to him."

"I secretly hid behind the tree, watched him gobble up the food, and listened to him praise my senior sister for her skill."

Tan Ting smiled, "I was so happy that day, I was so excited that I didn't fall asleep all night-but when he came to me the next day, I could only pretend to be ignorant and discuss with him."

"I could just watch him walk out of my yard."

Tan Ting murmured, "I really want to ask him personally, is it delicious? Is there enough sugar? If you like it, I can actually make it for you every day."

"But I don't have the courage."

Tan Ting said softly, "I know that many people on the mountain don't like me, and he has a good relationship with those people. I know he is not the kind of person who can't tell right from wrong..."

"—but I don't want to embarrass him."

Tan Ting looked up at Zhuo Yu, her voice trembling slightly, "Actually, if he is willing to come to me, even if it's just once a month, or even once a year, that's enough for me."

Zhuo Yu suddenly stretched out her hand and held Tan Ting tightly in her arms.

His mouth opened and closed, but his throat was dry and hoarse as if mixed with a handful of coarse gravel, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Tan Ting was hugged by him, silent for a long, long time.Zhuo Yu felt that the piece of cloth on his shoulder suddenly became warm and humid. He paused for a long time before he realized what had happened.

Tan Ting also cried.

"I like him for so many years."

Tan Ting buried her face deeper, and said in a low voice, "But I never thought of disrupting his original life trajectory, I thought I would just quietly watch him marry a wife and have children, as long as he can Be happy, be healthy, and have a smooth life.”

Zhuo Yu's heart twitched violently.

"But now he says, he says he likes me too."

Tan Ting smiled and raised his face, tears streaming down his cheeks quietly, he asked, "Zhuo Yu, tell me, am I dreaming?"

This time, the panic-stricken person became Zhuo Yu.

He was at a loss and wanted to wipe Tan Ting's tears with the back of his hand, but Tan Ting's mood was very unstable, and the tears couldn't stop falling down, so Zhuo Yu had to lower his head in a hurry, and rubbed the tip of Tan Ting's nose clumsily and affectionately .

"Don't cry, we don't cry anymore."

Zhuo Yu's voice became tense and she said, "You, your birthday, don't cry..."

"It's not a dream, he, he also likes you very much."

Zhuo Yu stammered, "In fact, he always wanted to talk to you more, but he thought you like to be quiet and don't like to be disturbed by others, so he never dared to stay in your yard..."

Tan Ting blinked blankly.

"I, I didn't know it was me."

Zhuo Yu was both happy and flustered, "How could I have guessed that, you said earlier that the man had both good looks and good looks, I, I felt so sad at the time, how could I have guessed..."

"It's you."

Tan Ting said sullenly, "It's always been you."

Zhuo Yu felt that she was about to float up.

"It's impossible for me to marry someone else, I, I like you so much."

Zhuo Yu's mind went berserk for a while, he calmed down for a long time, and then reluctantly opened his mouth again, "I—"

Zhuo Yu seemed to have thought of something.

He turned around suddenly, ran back under the table, lifted the tablecloth again, picked up the bouquet of peonies that had been lying on the ground for a long time, and walked back to Tan Ting.

"Tan Ting."

Zhuo Yu said with some embarrassment, "My hands are unlucky, I can't tie a bunny for you. But I know you like Baixueta, so I painted a bunch for you. It might look... a little ugly."

"but."

Zhuo Yu swallowed hard, "But you are willing..."

However, before he finished speaking, Tan Ting stretched out his hand and snatched the bouquet of flowers into his arms.

The boy's cheeks were beautiful peach pink, his eyes sparkled, and even his ears were so red that they were about to burn. As if he was afraid that Zhuo Yu would regret it, he directly hid the bouquet behind him.

"I am willing."

He looked down at his toes and said vaguely, "You, don't go back on your word."

"No regrets, no regrets."

The tip of Zhuo Yu's tongue seemed to be tied up, and after talking for a long time, he couldn't get it right. After a while, he asked tentatively, "Then, then you are now mine...my, my partner?"

Tan Ting blushed and hummed lightly.

Zhuo Yu was stunned for a while.

"That, that..."

Zhuo Yu asked at a loss again, "Does this mean that I can hug you if I want, kiss you if I want to kiss you, whatever I want... "

Tan Ting was too ashamed to raise her eyes.

He squeezed the petals of the peony flower with his hands, and after a while he said vaguely: "...um."

Zhuo Yu was silent for a long time again.

"Then I..."

Zhuo Yu rubbed her hands, and blushed suddenly, "Can I kiss you now? I, I can't help it."

Tan Ting was stunned.

After a long while, he seemed to have calmed down and hummed, looked up at Zhuo Yu, and whispered with reddish ears, "... yes."

The moon shyly hid behind the clouds.

The garden is very quiet, small flying insects are buzzing around the rose, and the white paint on the peony petals is mottled and peeled off, revealing the original light pink, soft petals.

Teenagers stood among the flowers and kissed.

Between the clumsy temptation and the blending of the young lips and teeth, they expressed their innocent, tender, but warm and sincere affection for each other.