the one who lives in my body

Gazing at myself in the mirror, for the first time, I felt like I was beginning to look like a social elite.

Although my mother has a lot of shortcomings, I have to admit that she is really good at dressing up, and her appreciation level is no less than that of some noble ladies.

The eldest prince's birthday is next Friday night.

In other words, before that, Xie Dongrong and I still had to obediently go to class.

Although I won't tell Xie Dongrong that I will go to the eldest prince's birthday party, for no reason, I really want An Jingtong to know about it.

An Jingtong stared at me with wide eyes, that expression of happiness and worry made me sweat profusely on the forehead.

"Then you can't be seen by An Boyan." He stared at me seriously and instructed.

Here we go again... I think this is a bit of a fuss, I only met the eldest prince once, "Okay." But I expected that we would never meet again, so I agreed.

An Jingtong added again: "He is very, very, stingy, and holds grudges."

"I don't even know where I offended him." I lowered my head and laughed.

"I'm sorry," An Jingtong's voice was a little dull, "He hates everyone close to me, because an enemy's friend is an enemy."

Staring at An Jingtong's side face, I don't quite understand why the eldest prince would list such a harmless person as an enemy?

It's like I don't understand why Xie Dongrong acts as if he hates me, but from time to time he will come over to show his intimacy.

One night this week, he caught me off guard by asking me a question, "What did you think I was before I woke up?"

There were beads of sweat dripping from his chin, it was after rehabilitation training, but he should have a sweaty body, but he gave people a sense of beauty as if he was out of a bath, his blue eyes were calm, staring at me, Waiting for an answer.

The doctor is standing on the other side of the room, and Xie Dongrong is sitting with me, maintaining the "brothers are good" persona.

I suddenly remembered the dream I had that night when I was drunk, wondering if he had noticed something, couldn't help swallowing, "Don't you know?" I tentatively asked.

"You want me to call you Brother Shu," he said, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, "don't you feel guilty?"

Naturally, I could hear the sarcasm in his words. Whenever he dug out something new in my past memory, he would rush to ridicule me in different ways. At first, I might not be able to bear it, but as time goes by I also got used to it.

Thinking of the many secrets in my heart that might be dug out by him one by one, I was so nervous that my palms were sweating. What is the difference between stripping me naked and showing it in front of Xie Dongrong?

But at this moment, I can only answer: "I thought you would be that kind of cute little brother, but it's okay... that's fine." No matter what you look like, I like you. I wanted to say something, but I was afraid that he would So furious, and finally changed the term.

Xie Dongrong was taken aback for a moment, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't say much.

Xie Dongrong, I know that he will enjoy other people's kindness to him without burden. He may not take it seriously, but he is very happy to have it.

What is the difference between me and him, and those who love him one after another?

After getting along with him for so long, I can figure out the rules.

When facing me, he always held an invisible precision measuring ruler in his hand. When I began to feel that the distance between us was getting closer, he would back away calmly and shorten the distance between us. Open, and when I start to behave indifferently, he will quietly move closer by a centimeter, let me taste the sweetness and quickly return to the original distance, exactly.

I was like this with him, over and over again, I don't even know how long this state will last, or maybe it can be said... How long can I last.

On Friday, the driver picked Xie Dongrong into the car. I called Xie Dongrong and lied that I had something to do, and I would find a way to return to Naming later.

On the other end of the phone, Xie Dongrong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Tao Shu, you seem to have kept something important from me."

Immediately, I felt chills down my spine, and I didn't even know how to reply.

Fortunately, after three seconds, seeing that I didn't respond, Xie Dongrong mercilessly hung up the phone by himself.

I seem to be able to see his stinky face on the other end of the phone.

He probably thinks I'm acquiescing.

Sometimes Xie Dongrong really scares me.

I don’t know if it’s because his soul lived in my body, but he seems to be able to see through me at a glance, and any of my little secrets can’t escape his eyes, coupled with his beast-like intuition... …which made lying to him extra difficult and uncomfortable.

I moved my suits to the dormitory on Monday in advance, and combined with the way my mother taught me to take care of myself, I tried to restore the miracle my mother created that night.

It turns out that I have no talent for self-care.

Fortunately, Qiu Xingwen happened to be in the dormitory and hadn't had time to go home. As soon as he entered the door, seeing me like this, he called me not a pure gay.

Fortunately he is.

"Don't take pictures, you are already handsome enough, are you going on a date?" Qiu Xingwen asked me standing behind me after finishing the work.

"Let's skip the date, the main thing is tonight." After confirming that I was handsome enough, I put on my shoes and planned to go out.

"By the way, do you still have contact with the big-breasted maid that night?" To be honest, if Qiu Xingwen hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten it.

Xie Dongrong has always occupied that place in my heart, and I will stay with him whenever I have free time, not to mention that I have no interest in others, even if I have the idea of ​​developing a relationship with others, in my situation , I'm afraid it will be powerless.

"I thought about it." Looking back, I grinned at Qiu Xingwen: "I'd better conquer my dream lover."

Qiu Xingwen was silent for a moment, then sighed, turned around and waved his hands, saying "Go as you please".

He knew that I liked Xie Dongrong, but as Xie Dongrong's classmate, he didn't support me being with Xie Dongrong.

"Not suitable, the difficulty is too high, and you don't even know how popular he is in our class." This is the answer Qiu Xingwen gave after an objective analysis when we went to dinner together.

In fact, I don't know what he said, but I just want to do it.

If emotions could be stopped by a rational analysis, then human beings would not have so much suffering.

An Jingtong made an appointment with me in advance, and he will come to pick me up when I go to Mangkamai Palace this time.

I wanted to reject his kindness and not want to bother him too much, but he claimed that I saved him and said: "If you were not here, I might have been huddled in the corner, not knowing what I should do."

At the same time, he will also help me avoid the First Prince's sight (although I think his presence by my side will greatly increase my chances of being noticed by the First Prince, but helpless, who told me to be lonely?).

When I met An Jingtong, the exhibition hadn't started yet, especially the exhibition hall with exhibits on armor. It would not open until after the first prince's birthday banquet, and I met the noble who admired me time, and after that.

I can say that I went early in the morning.

Outside the main gate of Munkkamai Palace, luxury cars are lined up neatly. Men in suits and ladies in suits walk into the door that symbolizes absolute power hand in hand. The giggles of the ladies and the decent jokes of the gentlemen The words faintly fell into my ears. At this moment, I suddenly began to understand why my mother would yearn for such a place.

An Jingtong poked me lightly with his finger, took my hand when I looked back at him, and said, "Let's go through the back door."

It can be seen that he doesn't want to attract attention. I am very similar to him in this regard. Walking with him, I suddenly feel that we are like killers sneaking into the palace, the kind who want to do big things.

The Mangkamai Palace is very big, we walked for quite a while, I don't know where An Jingtong is going to take me, I only know that he will not harm me, and there is nothing wrong with following him.

Finally, we walked into the interior of the palace. It was not as lively as the front hall, but the lights were warm enough to give people a sense of security.

I met a lot of people along the way, they were wearing uniforms, and they came in and out with standard postures. They were servants of Mangkamai Palace, and they all looked over.

But from the beginning to the end, no one greeted An Jingtong.

"It's almost there." An Jingtong told me just now that he wanted to take me to his room. I agreed, but I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, because no matter how you look at it, this place looks like a place for servants in the palace .

Thinking of some bad rumors, looking at An Jingtong's back, I felt unreasonably uncomfortable.

I am not a person with strong empathy, and I feel sorry for him at this moment, probably because I think An Jingtong is somewhat similar to me.

After passing through another corridor, An Jingtong came outside and entered a small courtyard clearly separated from other places.

An Jingtong stopped in front of a delicate wooden door and said, "It's here."

It seemed that even though he lived where the servants lived, after all, he was still different from the servants.

Just by looking at the exterior, one can tell that An Jingtong's small world has been specially decorated and built.

As if to set him apart from his servants who live here.

Without saying anything, I followed An Jingtong's footsteps and walked in.

The room is not big, but it is simple and exquisite. If I didn't know who the owner is, I would definitely suspect that the owner of this room is a girl.

Sweeping my gaze up and down, I realized that An Jingtong had been standing in the middle of the room for a long time, not saying anything until I finished looking around.

"What's the matter?" I hurried forward, and I found that his face was very ugly.

Following his gaze, I realized that on his light-colored bed sheet, there was a black suit that obviously did not belong to him.

Without saying a word, An Jingtong suddenly grabbed my cuff and pulled me out of the room.