honey has fallen

"No..." Tang Yun's voice was very soft, and a few words were squeezed out of his chest without breathing. "It's not like this... I'm in good condition..." He seemed to be wandering, his eyes unfocused, and he finished these words intermittently. It stands to reason that he should be confused, but at this moment his brain is blank. What should he say? ?What should I do?

"Tang Yun." It was probably the first time Yan Buxi saw him in such a state of despair, he raised his head and gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down a little. When he lowered his head again, there was already a Faintly bloodshot, his eyes cast sadly on Tang Yun's pale face from top to bottom. "As I said, even if you are married and have children, I can forgive you."

"I don't ask you to take me home now, but at least you tell me who you are?" Tang Yun's experience, address, family, the hideous scar on his chest, and even his real age were unknown to him.Yan Buxi also stopped himself from exploring, and wanted to pretend to be a fool, but now he found that he couldn't do it.

Love is a two-way rush, and a person's unilateral tolerance, dedication, and regression will always reach a limit.Although what happened today caused him to erupt, but that emotion had been accumulated for a long time.

Who are you? These three words struck Tang Yun's cochlea like a bell, which made his drowned brain wake up in an instant.

Tang Yun feels that his whole body is in a state of nothingness, and his back is leaning against the wall, but there is no substantial touch, because Tang Yun's identity is originally fake, and the proud, self-disciplined, A motivated and hard-working person is a fake, it is just a person who exists in the illusory delusion of his mind, not Tang Yunhu.

Lie and Tang Yun are like bubbles in mid-air that will burst at the touch of a touch. When the bubbles disappear, what is left is a puddle of soapy water that is completely different from fantasy.At that time, if he was not happy with his words, what expression would he use to look at him as a liar.

Tang Yun raised his head slowly under Yan Buxi's gloomy gaze, his breath diffused through the trachea very slowly, without making a sound.

"What?" His voice was even lower, as if he was talking to himself, he twitched the corner of his mouth. "What should I say?"

Where should I say it?

Say I lied to you, say that my name is not Tang Yun, that I am the grandson of your mentor, a nerd who has been piled up from a good education in an ivory tower since childhood, the struggle of self-reliance and self-improvement in your eyes is all fantasy, I am not that noble at all quality and great personality.

The one you love, that dazzling Tang Yun, is a fake, just a fictional perfect character.

Yan Buxi stared at him, her brows were tightly knit together, her eyes gradually changed from sadness to sadness.

"Give me some time." Tang Yun leaned against the wall, his nails deeply cut into the flesh, forcing the perverted self-sufficient brain to regain a trace of rationality from the darkness. He gritted his teeth and almost held his breath so as not to let himself The voice trembled. "give me some more time."

After Tang Yun finished speaking, he lowered his head and pushed away his displeasure, stood up and walked quickly towards the opposite side of the road, walking faster and faster, when the light happened to be green, and his figure was mixed among many people who were about to cross the road.

Yan Buxi stood where he was, watching him flee sadly.He knew that he should chase after him, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move away no matter what. He could only watch Tang Yun's figure gradually disappear in the blur of red lights and green wine.

The side dishes he bought fell on the floor and the box opened and a small gap leaked, and the street lights flickered on at this moment. Yan Buxi saw through the dim light that there was his favorite dish inside. In a transparent packaging bag.When the lights came on, the surrounding noise seemed to grow louder with the crowd. The working class who had worked hard all day went home together, and handsome men and women walked arm in arm.

The girl said: "Next time you dare to bully me, I will beat you."

"All right, all right." The boy's voice was very doting. "If I don't fight back, you can do whatever you want."

……

The noise in the ears appeared and slowly retreated with the crowd, Yan Buxi squatted down after a long time, picked up those things one by one and held them in his hands, and walked towards the school with tired steps.

Tang Yun didn't know how he left. At that time, all he could control were his feet, like a person in painted skin eagerly avoiding the demon mirror.He panicked and hid in the bustling and bustling pedestrian street. The row of big trees in the middle of the street were covered with small glowing lights, and the dim lights stretched to the end. Then there was a wide bridge on the calm river, and the night wind blew in. The sound of water was drowned out by the sound of pedestrians coming and going, and it was almost inaudible. The pier was originally designed with light bulbs embedded in it.

Tang Yun was shocked by the night wind and finally slowed down and stopped by the river. The night wind blew the hair on his forehead and floated back. With that uncomfortable feeling of suffocation, the corners of his long and narrow eyes began to turn red.

Finally, I can't hold back my thoughts anymore, I can't help but think back—if it wasn't Tang Yun but Tang Yunhu who met Yan Buxi at the beginning, then would he never fall in love with himself at all, a person who has never experienced wind and snow The delicate flower raised in the ivory tower, Yan Buxi dislikes such people the most.If it was Tang Yunhu, wouldn't he be entitled to be cared and loved by that person at all?

He has never realized how despicable and terrible he is like this moment, like a pretender who deliberately puts on the skin that others like, a shameless and outright liar.

Tang Yun's palm was pinched out just now, and the pain was still there. His heart was heaving in his chest, enduring the oppression of suffocation and the tearing from all directions. In the severe psychological pain, he wanted to find a breakthrough to relieve it. Tang Yun slowly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the number and went out.

"Mom." Tang Yun stood on the riverside bridge where the night breeze was lingering, biting his back molars and trying to suppress his emotions, but the tone of his voice was still a little nasal.

Tang's mother on the other side of the phone obviously noticed his slight change, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I fell in love with someone. I love someone very much." Tang Yun felt the corners of his eyes wet. "If he is still willing to forgive me, I want to take him home and let you meet."

There was silence on the phone for a moment. Mother Tang never expected that her son of a thousand-year-old iron tree would one day tell her so bluntly that he loved someone.About half a minute later, Tang's mother still asked in the soft tone just now: "Have you quarreled?" It was probably because mother and child were connected, even though it was only through the phone, she could still feel Tang Yun's strong heartache.

Tang Yun closed his eyes and said very softly, "It's a boy."

This time the phone was silent for a longer period of time. Mama Tang herself is an art major, dabbling in advanced beliefs and theories from various countries, and her thinking can keep pace with the times, but she is still a little sluggish when faced with the heartbroken coming out of her own son. And at a loss, she held the phone and subconsciously looked at Papa Tang who was taking a shower in the bathroom, but the man couldn't give her any advice at the moment.

"Then..." Mother Tang's voice did not change, but there was a little more hesitation. "Have you really... considered it?"

Tang Yun on the other side of the phone looked at the hazy Jiang Se, and let out a very light breath. "Think about it."