Sniper is a little milk dog

"Even if I ask this question [-] times, my answer will always be absolutely yes."

Chu Ci lowered his eyes.He pulled Jing Muyu's hand that was resting on his knee, put his palm against Jing Muyu's five fingers, pushed them loosely and curled into a fist, and then held it firmly in the palm of his hand with his left and right hands.

"Actually, I don't know what kind of person I am," Chu Ci lowered his eyes and smiled, "I tell both the truth and the lie, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between a joke and the truth. But I only like you , absolutely true, absolutely no jokes."

The underage children are confused, but dare to promise boldly, saying that their feelings are absolutely true.

Jing Muyu didn't force him, bent his knuckles and pressed against his palm without loosening.

He sighed, and changed the direction of the question.

"The usual you, or the current you, which one is more real?"

Chu Ci did not answer directly, but asked instead: "Is this important?"

Jing Muyu withdrew his hand: "Of course." He adjusted his sitting posture, leaned against the head of the bed expressionlessly, and looked at the young genius sniper with dark pupils.

Of course it matters.

Stubborn and proud like Jing Muyu, if he senses that his feelings are showing signs of inclination, then the other party will definitely give a corresponding response.

It's not bravado, it's not rhetoric, it's not idolatry on a whim of a teenager... what he wants is 'love'.

Clean, pure, and wholehearted love is a love that can see through at a glance and see to the end. It is not aloof, pretending to be confused, playing tricks, going back and forth, probing, and planning step by step.Sorrow arises out of love, and fear arises out of worry, but fear is an emotion that Jing Muyu doesn't want to touch. He has already been stumbling and exhausted, and what he seeks is a quiet harbor without wind and waves, but It is not a bright gem that is far away on the other island. You need to go around hidden reefs, cross dangerous shoals, ride the wind and waves, and survive a narrow escape.

He is three years older than Chu Ci, and he doesn't have the energy to play true and false emotional games with young people, nor is he in the mood to analyze Chu Ci's feelings for him.Whether it's god worship or hormones, it's all possible, but Jing Muyu thinks it's better to be love.

You better love me.

Chu Ci did not speak for a long time.Jing Muyu looked at him quietly for a while, and felt that something was breaking into pieces in his heart.

It doesn't hurt, the dopamine self-protection mechanism is secreted, and he doesn't even feel anything.

It's just that the broken sound was a bit loud, so loud that he had the urge to cry.

"There's no need to answer," his voice was strangely calm: "It's all right."

"It's ok."

What didn't match his calm shell was his heart.

Body and soul seemed to be divided into two halves.The externally numb body is normally maintaining the response process that should appear in this kind of scene. It is strict and polite without making any mistakes. Is it difficult to answer?

There is a relationship, there is a relationship, of course there is a relationship, the relationship is getting bigger.

He heard his own voice screaming, it was stuck in the blocked vocal cords and could not get out, he could only tear his heart silently under the calm.He was very sad, and ran through many scenes in his mind, and he couldn't capture the auspicious light and feather, so he could only hastily feel uncomfortable for each cutscene.

It was the first time for a young man to use the mic to deliberately act coquettishly and pretend to be a whiny voice. The surface of innocence and softness used to disguise his intimacy often made him at a loss. The eyes staring at him in the private bathroom, the two flamboyant red strands highlighted by the sideburns, and the handsome and childish facial features are like maple syrup fire.

He was fascinated by the contrast between the two extremes, but he also forgot that such a person who is always half-truthful, half-truthy, and fake-false, may not even know where his true heart is hidden.

The continuous feeling of suffocation drowned him like an irresistible tide.Jing Muyu vaguely remembered that it was Chu Ci who pulled him out of the dead situation that he couldn't help himself last time. The two hands that pulled him out in the darkness like the deep sea constituted the eternal temperature in his pale world for a moment.

But not anymore.

I shouldn't have asked.

Jing Muyu turned his gaze to other places, the tip of his nose felt sore, but he tried hard to keep his eyes open, not letting the tears full of tears roll down.The short-term effect of dopamine dissipated, and there was a sharp, knife-point rubbing pain deep in the left rib. Jing Muyu didn't feel sad, but it was very painful.

no need.He felt that something was really wrong with him recently, his mood fluctuated wildly, and there was never a stable time.Chu Ci is a barbaric variable in his unchanging world. Although he has felt happy for a long time, sad emotions also came.

Where there is light, there must be darkness.

this is not good.Jing Muyu clenched his hands on his knees, forbearingly glanced away, thinking, there is really something wrong with his mentality, this is not good, and he should calm down.

He was silently sad, and endured it for a while, and suddenly found something even bigger——Chu Ci hadn't said a word.

Since he asked that question, he has been silent.

its not right.Jing Muyu finally began to feel strange, was he too embarrassed to speak?Still don't know what to say?But why is there no movement at all, no movement?

He was full of doubts, endured it for a while, and still couldn't help being curious, he raised his head and took a quick glance.

It was fixed at this glance.

Chu Ci was laughing.

It was the kind of laughter that he couldn't make out loud, the boy covered his mouth firmly with both hands, his thin shoulders trembled from the suppressed laughter, and he swayed back and forth with the chair.Although there was no sound, tears welled up in his eyes.

"..."

Jing Muyu's previous sadness and grievance suddenly turned into anger at being played.

"You...you!" His voice seemed to come out from between his teeth, his fists clenched tightly against the quilt, and the peaks of his fists sank into the soft mattress.He seldom swears harshly when he is awake, but now he can't help it: "...Get out!"

Chu Ci hurriedly suppressed his laughter, bounced off the chair and threw himself on him, entwining the angry Jing Muyu tightly like an octopus.He pressed on Jingmuyu, still couldn't stop laughing, buried his head in Jingmuyu's neck and rubbed hard twice, the vibration in his chest was transmitted muffled against Jingmuyu.Jing Muyu was furious and was being attacked by him, so angry and annoyed that he almost lost his mind, raised his hand against his shoulder and pushed it out fiercely, bent his knees and pushed his thigh outward, kicking, kicking, twisting, just wanting to break free out, and scolded him in a trembling voice:

"Get out... get out!"

Chu Ci was laughing again, while he was still busy paying attention to blocking, the two wrestled and rolled on the bed for a while, the rustle of the cloth rubbing against each other was endless, and finally Chu Ci Xiaoyou had the upper hand.

Because of the scuffle just now, the breath of both of them was unstable.Chu Ci clasped his wrists with both hands and pressed them flat on top, Jing Muyu still glared at him with that kind of furious, penetrating eyes. Although he was restrained, his hands were still moving and struggling within a limited range. , wanting to break away from Chu Ci's imprisonment.

Chu Ci lowered his head and kissed his eyelashes obsessively.

Jing Muyu's struggle froze for a moment.After a second of this stagnation, he redoubled his counterattack: "Chu Ci, what do you mean?!"

Chu Ci didn't care about his life-threatening struggle, and pressed the whole person up to Jingmu Yu's ear, panting and laughing sullenly.

"I'm so happy, brother."

A truly happy expression appeared on the boy's face, gentle and in a trance.

"You actually like me too, don't you?"

Jing Muyu suddenly died down again.

After hearing these words, he seemed to have lost all his strength again, and lay quietly under Chu Ci without saying a word.

There was silence, only the sound of heartbeats.

Chu Ci moved, his arms stuck between the bed sheet and Jing Muyu's back, and he hugged his tree god brother.

The boy's voice was lazy, and when he raised his tone, he felt like a spoiled child, complaining like a spoiled child:

"My brother's thoughts are really heavy, and he is too insecure. How many times have I said that I like you, and how many times have I said that it is true, but my brother still refuses to believe me and always doubts me. I also It’s been too hard, you confessed your love to me when you first found out that you are Tree? Brother, are you ageist?”

Jing Muyu couldn't hear his coquettish tone, her ears turned red.

"I do not have."

He insisted.But I feel a little guilty in my heart: it seems to be a little too suspicious.

Chu Ci pretended not to hear, and continued:

"Brother, if this is the case, then can I guess, when you were out of the game with zero kills before, you were so depressed, were you worried about my reaction? Do you think that liking you is pure admiration? Your liking is only because you like you who is perfect on the face, but because you like me so much, you always want to keep the "image I like" in my heart, that tall, stalwart, invincible god, so once in I made a little mistake in front of me, and I feel very unacceptable, very uneasy, afraid that I don't like you?"

It seems... there is indeed a little bit of this ingredient in it.

Jing Muyu's face was not flushed, he looked away, and said forcefully: "No."

The more decisively you deny, the more guilty you will appear.

Chu Ci sighed, and reached out to pinch Jing Muyu's face.

"Hey, brother, you are too difficult to deal with."

"No!" Jing Muyu patted off his restless hands angrily, and turned his head to the side.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Chu Ci turned his face away with a smile.Jing Muyu was still angry, and his gaze was still full of annoyance.

Chu Ci kissed his face very tenderly.Rather than saying it was a kiss, it was better to say that it was just a caress of the lips.

"I'm now formally answering your previous question," he said, "My brother asked me which one I'm more serious about. Just like my brother himself, he seems indifferent and tough, but in fact he is sensitive and shy. It's all you."

"I love you."