lonely lonely

Chen Yuyang wanted to say that this has nothing to do with friendship, if you really like her, there is no right or wrong.

But he couldn't speak.

Zhao Cheng is not someone else, but a friend who grew up with him, a childhood sweetheart, this kind of friendship cannot be erased by anyone, even Lu Xin.The long-term tacit understanding and feelings have formed a deep bond, which is hard to let go.

So that kind of bastard words can't be said at all.When Zhao Cheng wanted to give Lu Xin to him in the video game city, Chen Yuyang could clearly see the sourness and sadness hidden under that calm expression.

Is it betrayal if you like someone your friend likes?

Feeling guilty is not just for Lu Xin.

Chen Yuyang asked: "Lu Xin, how much do you like me?"

"That question doesn't make any sense."

"Then let me tell you, I like you very much, I like you very much, at least for now, at this moment, I like you very much."

Chen Yuyang went on to say: "You don't have to hide from me, let's be friends again." In the name of friendship, frame this relationship to death.

Lu Xin said: "Sorry, we can't even be good friends."

In an instant, her heart was ashamed, but Lu Xin said again: "Because I like you very much, so I don't want to endure the suffering of being friends."

Chen Yuyang was startled, and Lu Xin had already continued, "Chen Yuyang, as long as we don't meet again, we will soon forget about it after a long time."

Chen Yuyang couldn't help laughing, "You really think you can say you forget it?"

"Then let's try, I never believed in immortality."

"What if I don't want to try?"

"Chen Yuyang, we haven't reached that level yet, you know it yourself. I can't bear your liking."

Every word and sentence, resoundingly.Lu Xin looked at Chen Yuyang firmly, with an undeniable determination in his eyes.

As if fate always prefers to play the same drama over and over again, a year ago Mo Ziye rejected him with the same reason, and a year later, this sentence came back to him like a curse.

What an irony.

My favorite is like a drug, I dig out my heart and soul, but no one wants it.Chen Yuyang opened his mouth slowly, never felt that pronunciation was so difficult, "Then we don't want to meet."

Outside the bathroom, Zhao Cheng leaned against the wall by the door, his stomach almost rolling.

Hearing words that shouldn't be heard, Yang Fei even breathed carefully, supported Zhao Cheng and asked in a low voice: "Is it okay? Don't hold back if you feel uncomfortable and want to vomit."

Forcibly suppressing the nausea in his chest after drinking, Zhao Cheng stumbled away, Yang Fei worriedly caught up, Zhao Cheng said, "Don't follow."

Yang Fei asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home, please tell them I'm leaving first."

"But……"

"Can you keep what you heard just now? Think I owe you a favor."

"do not worry."

Zhao Cheng's voice was weak and tired, "Thank you."

After leaving the KTV, Zhao Cheng's footsteps were flimsy, and he staggered for a short distance. Suddenly, a feeling of vomiting rushed into his throat, and he immediately supported the wall and vomited all over the floor.This vomiting vomited most of the contents of the stomach, as if all the strength was drained at once, the body was as limp as mud, and he simply sat on the ground.

"Are you ok?"

Zhao Cheng raised his head and stared at the person he was talking to, but his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see the face clearly.Just as he was about to answer, the feeling of vomiting came up again, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and vomited all over at that person. Zhao Cheng was very sorry, and said sorry several times in a row. Instead, he asked, "Are you feeling better now? Do you need me to help you call a car?" Zhao Cheng's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't even lift them. All he wanted to do was sleep, and he lay on the ground unwilling to move.

In a haze, I felt someone grabbing my shoulders and shaking them constantly. It was still the voice asking where you live. Zhao Cheng hummed a few words as an answer, and sleepiness invaded again. He closed his eyes and vaguely remembered the man's yellow hair and silver ears. nail.

It was already midnight when I woke up, the strange bed and the strange environment, only the splitting headache was real.Under such a situation, Zhao Cheng almost thought that he was going to blurt out when he passed through, and he was about to ask where this is and who I am. Mo Ziye pushed the door open and entered, "I heard something outside, are you awake?"

Zhao Cheng basically guessed, "I'm drunk? Is this your house?"

Mo Ziye smiled and nodded, "You're pretty smart."

"Thank you, I'm going back."

"Is it far from your home? It's 3 o'clock now, and there is no car or subway, how do you go back?"

Zhao Cheng was at a loss.

"Call home to report that you are safe, and I will almost let you sleep for a few hours."

What followed was tossing and turning, but my thoughts gradually became clear.Mo Ziye sat on the side of the bed, "If you don't want to sleep, let me play computer games at the same time."

Having said that, Zhao Cheng gave up his seat in embarrassment, "Go to sleep."

Mo Ziye lay on the bed and was about to fall asleep, and asked casually, "A high school student, right? What's your name?"

Zhao Cheng honestly reported his name.

"Oh."

Speechless for a moment, Zhao Cheng looked around, the walls were covered with posters of some bands, many CDs were placed in a mess on the shelves, clothes were thrown everywhere, a typical lazy person.There was no sound around him, Mo Ziye opened his eyes to make sure what Zhao Cheng was doing, only to see him staring at the cover of a CD in a daze.

"You like to listen too?"

Zhao Cheng put the CD back to its original place, "I'll take a look casually, I have a good friend who likes this."

"Oh." Mo Ziye fell asleep again.

"My friend is very good. He used to be the lead singer in a band and sang very well."

The eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened, "Which school is it?"

"how?"

"Your friend's name is Chen Yuyang, right?"

"...You know Chen Yuyang?"

Mo Ziye stood up, "Yes."

"Fans?"

Mo Ziye burst into tears with a burst of laughter, "You want me to be that kid's fan? In the next life."

"He can't sing so badly..."

Mo Ziye became interested, "Is his relationship with that new date going well?"

"A new date?"

"Sure enough, he lied to me. I saw him with a boy in the video game city a few days ago, and thought it was someone he liked."

Zhao Cheng understood, "It's someone he likes, he didn't lie to you."

"Huh? That's good, with the person you like."

"They're not together."

"what?"

Zhao Cheng said sadly: "Because of me, they are not together."

Mo Ziye's drowsiness disappeared, and he raised the corners of his lips and patted the bed, "Student Zhao Cheng, sit here, let's chat."