Dressed as overturned green tea Omega after Neptune

Bao Yu looked at Zhao Zhao who had grown up in front of him. This person looked at him with quiet and gentle eyes, and he was the landlord who lived with him for half a year.

But before he was surprised, his body had already stepped forward spontaneously, hugging his childhood playmate Zhao Zhao.

Although there is only one iron box message exchange every summer for ten years, and he has never seen each other since he was eight years old, but in Bo Yu's feeling, that person has always been by his side, the person closest to his spiritual world .

Before every summer, he would write down what he wanted to say to Zhao Zhao for the whole year in a diary, then put it in the iron box, and then take away what Zhao Zhao left for him.

A long time ago, Bo Yu felt that Zhao Zhao didn't seem to want to see him.

Because except for the first year when I was a child, I couldn’t meet and leave a message. Every summer, when he went there, there was Zhao Zhao’s latest guestbook in the iron box, and when Bo Yu went again in the second year, the guestbook he put down was gone. , always Zhaozhao's latest guestbook appears

This shows that Zhao Zhao had put away his own guestbook before he came, and when Bo Yu took it away, he took away what Bo Yu put down again.

After Bo Yu grew up, he began to include his own photos in the guestbook he kept, but Zhao Zhao never posted his.

In other words, when Zhao Zhao saw him for the first time, he had already recognized him.

But because I don't know Zhao Zhao's appearance, I only think of him as the landlord.

That being said, it might not have been a coincidence that he happened to find Zhao Zhao's rented house.

Zhao Zhao gently hugged him back, but when Bo Yu calmed down after the impulse and wanted to separate, and then asked him these questions, Zhao Zhao's hug tightened unknowingly, so that Bo Yu couldn't separate.

Bo Yu only struggled for a while, and after he didn't break away, he didn't care about it. He just asked him why he didn't take the initiative to contact himself after calling him?

"If there is a sound, the message book in the iron box will be interrupted."

Bo Yu: "What's the deal with this primitive once-a-year interruption of contact? Isn't it convenient to use the phone? Is it better to be able to contact me at any time 360 ​​days a year without exchanging diaries?"

"A lot of people have communications with each other, but they don't make phone calls."

Bo Yu: "Can we be like them?"

This unintentional complaint pleased the landlady.

"If you feel that I am different from what you imagined, maybe you don't want to contact me."

Bo Yu felt unreasonable: "How could it be different, it's exactly the same."

Except, Zhaozhao never told himself that he was taller than him, looked fragile, and had such great strength, nor told himself that he seemed to have albinism and couldn't see the sun for a long time.

In my memory, Zhao Zhao's skin was as clear and fair as ice and snow when he was a child, but his hair was still black, probably dyed black on purpose.

"But anyway, we have already met, why didn't you tell me at that time that you were Zhao Zhao?"

The other party was silent, and just apologized quietly and gently: "Sorry."

Bo Yu sighed silently: "I'm not really angry, I just want to know why?"

The man was silent for a while: "I want to be sure, you will like me."

Bo Yu pushed him away, and successfully separated from the hug with his little friend this time. His face was paralyzed and his eyes half closed: "What are you talking about? Do you want me to say that you are super perfect and lovable before you stand up and say, I Is it your best friend Zhao Zhao?"

Although Bo Yu was expressionless, Zhao Yan watched him say that sentence, and slowly raised the corners of his lips slightly.

That was the first time Bo Yu saw Zhao Yan smiling.

Bo Yu: Are you so unaccustomed to even laughing?How hard it must have been for so many years.

He suddenly gave up the questioning.

He took Zhao Yan's hand and walked back.

"Although it is evening, but the residual heat in summer is very strong, you can't be exposed to such light for a long time, let's go back first."

Zhao Yan was obediently held by Bao Yu's hand and led back, looking at his side face intently all the way.

It's like going back to the first time we met when I was a child, and it was also the same time, Ayu walked back step by step with the sick him on his back.

Maybe it's because they have lived together for half a year and met again in the most familiar environment and time, there is no strangeness and unnaturalness between Bo Yu and Zhao Yan, obviously he is not a character who is good at dealing with people.

But both are very comfortable.

There is only one thing that is not perfect, Zhaoyan seems to be very busy, when eating, and chatting in the evening, Zhaoyan's cell phone will ring from time to time.

"Otherwise, you'll get the news first."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Zhao Yan immediately turned off the phone.

Bo Yu didn't know what Zhaoyan's parents did, he had never met the other's parents, and Zhaoyan never talked about them, only once, Zhaoyan mentioned it briefly, saying, I don't have a father.

Neither did Bo Yu, so he thought that Zhao Yan said this to comfort him, so he never mentioned his family's situation.

But Bo Yu suddenly remembered the scene he saw on the street when he was studying abroad. Zhao Yan was sitting in the car indifferently, his handsome face showed no emotion at all, the man in expensive formal suit was asking for instructions respectfully in front of his car window, and the looming bodyguards and their guns.

Bo Yu didn't explore, and tacitly avoided this part.

At night, they lie in the same bed for the first time.

Bo Yu: "I wanted to try it when I was a child, and talk to my friends in bed at night. But apart from you, I don't have any other friends like this."

Zhao Yan looked at him quietly: "Me too."

"In the symposium, they usually talk about something. Let me think about it. Have you ever been in love?"

Zhao Yan: "No."

"Me neither. Do you have a type of girl you like?"

Zhao Yan: "No. What about you? Have you ever been in a relationship, is there anyone you like?"

"Neither do I. The type I like, I think, Ishihara Satomi is cute."

"..."

"Jeon Ji Hyun appreciates it too. And Joey Wong!"

"..."

"Did you hide something from me? It doesn't make sense. I have face blindness and can remember a few female stars I admire. Why don't you have any?"

Zhao Yan was silent for a moment: "I don't watch movies and TV dramas. I don't know the people you mentioned."

He has a look that might suit the "Godfather" trilogy.

But under Bo Yu's deep filter, he immediately imagined that his poor little friend must have grown up under an extremely strict education and had no time for entertainment and play. Maybe he even wrote a diary for himself before secretly. Written, so there is no way to meet.

"Come on, let's make up movies and play games now."

He pulled Zhaoyan and watched "A Chinese Ghost Story" first, let him know the beauty of sister Zuxian, and set a correct aesthetic benchmark.

Later, I wanted to show him how cute Ishihara Satomi was, but Zhao Yan suddenly pointed to a horror movie called "Yin Yang Road" and asked what it was?

Bo Yu took him to watch a horror movie together, but Zhao Yan remained calm the whole time, but Bo Yu kept covering his eyes.

Zhao Yan looked at him: "If you are afraid, just hide."

"I'm not... afraid..."

Zhao Yan didn't say anything, just stared at the camera, and when he reached the point of excitement, he reached out to help him block the view of the camera.

In this way, Bo Yu can see through his fingers, not to miss the plot, and not to be too scared.

Bo Yu looked at him and thought: But he is super perfect and likable.

The next day, when Bo Yu wakes up, he hears Zhao Yan calling outside, one call after another.

Why didn't you find that he was so busy with business when you were living together?

"Let's go back." Bo Yu took the initiative to say during breakfast.

Zhao Yan looked at him.

Bo Yu said: "I came back because I wanted to see you. Now that we've met each other and you're busy, it's better if we go back earlier."

The return trip was arranged by Zhao Yan.

To come here, Bo Yu has to take a plane and transfer to various buses, but he only needs a helicopter to go back.

When they landed, a black car took them back to the apartment.

Bo Yu has a feeling that this may be Zhaoyan's most common main house, just to convince himself that this is a place that can be rented together.

Zhao Yan didn't say anything, so he just pretended not to know.

Back in the familiar place, they are all relaxed.

Bo Yu wants to be a perfumer and often has to do some experiments at school. He remembers that Zhao Yan is prone to allergies and can't accept pungent smells, so he never does these things at home.

He was always colorless and odorless, and used something to remove the smell.

During dinner, Zhao Yan suddenly said: "You have come back late recently, and you have spent less and less time at home, is it because of me?"

Bo Yu didn't expect him to be so perceptive: "It's mainly for academic needs, and I can't make perfume at home. Are you bored at home alone? Do you want to raise a cat?"

"I know." Zhao Yan said.

The next day, Zhao Yan said that he would take him to a place.

Then, they moved to a new home.

The new home is very large, and one of the floors has been set up as a fragrance laboratory for his use.

They live on the top floor.

Zhao Yan: "In this way, you can make perfume at home. Just tell the butler what materials you need."

Bo Yu: "But..."

I always feel like I have taken advantage of Zhao Yan.

The theory in the book told him that if the pay is unequal, friendship cannot last long.

Zhao Yan: "These things don't mean much to me, but when I think I can share them with you, I start to think they are valuable."

Bo Yu looked at him, if this guy falls in love one day, he must be a love brain.

Zhao Yan looked at him quietly and gently without speaking.

——When I saw you, I wanted to give you the best things in the world, as if they existed because of you.

He wanted to tell him this.

But, unable to speak out.

Because, Bo Yu said, Zhao Zhao is his best friend.

He's just his best friend.

Later, Bo Yu became a well-known perfumer.

Zhao Yan opened a company specializing in the production of his perfumes.

Neither of them married and lived together.

People in the know find it funny, how does a person who is allergic to smells and a perfumer make friends?Does he know his work?Can they really understand each other?

of course can.

The scientific team formed by Zhaoyan has developed a new technology that can build an absolutely realistic virtual world.

"In this world, everyone naturally carries their own pheromones."

Bo Yu: "What is pheromone?"

"That is, when you smell the scent, you will know whether the other party belongs to you. No matter how long you have been apart, you can recognize it again."

Bo Yu: "Then what if you fall in love with the owner of a completely unsuitable pheromone?"

"We can set up a perfumer to break this boundary and let people in that world develop freely. In the end, it is possible for everyone to change their own pheromone smell."

Bo Yu: "It's really interesting, this is the real sense, is there a chemical reaction between people?"

Zhao Yan: "Are you going to be this perfumer?"

——Every perfume you make is a torrent of cosmic love that triggers me.

Bo Yu: "Huh?"

Zhao Yan: "Come with me and become the administrator of this world."

Bo Yu: "Zhao Zhao, what is your identity in this world? A ruler?"

Zhao Zhao: "It's the administrator. It's a double-layered world. Between the interstellar ABO world and our world, there's a hidden sub-world. In this sub-world, there are only you and me."

Bo Yu stared at him blankly, with tiny bright stars in his slightly bent eyes: "It sounds like a marriage proposal—would you like to enter my universe and become another administrator—this way, it seems to be a the sun and the moon."

Zhao Yan looked at him steadfastly, and for the first time, people felt the pressure in his eyes.

Being watched by him, Bo Yu later realized that his words were a bit out of bounds, and his ears were slightly red, so he could only face paralyzed, pretending that everything was normal, and looked at Zhao Yan innocently, hoping that he could ignore it as before.

But Zhao Yan was not considerate for the first time. He looked at Bo Yu and said softly: "So, are you willing? Be the sole administrator of my universe. Be with me, like an eternal god, to illuminate The sun of the moon."

The moon itself cannot emit light, only the solar energy gives it light, life and warmth to the universe.