After the sick top was forced to marry

Pei Ming muttered something sticky behind his back, and Lin Zijin could no longer hear clearly.

He only heard the phrase "I love you".

is that a lie?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Pei Ming panicked and hugged him even tighter: "I'm telling the truth. I confessed that I didn't lie to you. You are not allowed to drive me away."

Lin Zijin withdrew the hand that broke his arm, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak. After trying a few times, he opened his mouth softly: "You said you... like me?"

Pei Ming thought that he had already said what he had said anyway, so he simply smashed the jar, closed his eyes and said all he wanted to say: "I have always liked you, since the first time I met you six years ago. I It was because of you that I entered the showbiz and came to this day, these sentences are written for you, I...I have never dared to tell you..."

Lin Zijin didn't know whether he was mostly shocked or secretly pleased, so he could only pat his hand helplessly: "Let go first."

"I won't let go," Pei Ming said, "If you let go, you will run away."

Lin Zijin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't run, you're strangling me."

Pei Ming let out a soft "oh", then reluctantly let go of his hand, but his eyes were still following him closely.

Lin Zijin sat down on a protruding brick: "Sit and chat."

Pei Ming moved over, instead of sitting close to him as usual, he carefully kept a distance from him.

Lin Zijin was amused by him again: "Didn't you say you like me? Why are you so far away?"

Pei Ming blushed all of a sudden, and after hesitating for a long time, he whispered, "You know, I'm ashamed to be so close to you."

What is the reason for this?

Lin Zijin didn't understand, and looked at him puzzled.

Pei Ming sighed: "Brother Lin, I'm telling the truth, you are not allowed to drive me away, and you are not allowed to hate me."

"We'll talk about that later."

Lin Zijin changed his sitting position and looked at him with a slight frown: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"As I said, you are my idol. I admire you, like you, and think you are the best and most worthy of love in the world."

After Pei Ming finished speaking, he touched his nose, and his eyes wandered wildly, not daring to look at him: "But I'm not good enough, I don't think I'm good enough for you, so I haven't dared to tell you, for fear that after you say it, you will start Avoid me, never talk to me again..."

"That's not true, we can still be friends."

While Pei Mingyu was explaining incoherently, Lin Zijin was actually observing him silently.

He saw helplessness, annoyance and shyness in Pei Ming's expression, and tried to read some liking from it.

After all, he is still a child, the kind of person who can change his heart faster than turning the pages of a book, so he must not give up his sincerity so hastily first.

Hearing his words "we can be friends", Pei Ming's face turned pale instantly.

He moved his lips, trying to show a harmless smile like before, but after trying a few times, he could only forcefully raise the corners of his lips: "Actually, I guessed it a long time ago."

Lin Zijin propped his cheek, waiting for him to continue.

"I guessed that you might not like me at all," Pei Ming blinked, his voice trembling, "After all, you disliked me so much before, and now I am very happy to be able to chat like this. I liked you first. Yes, I have no right to be greedy or blame you."

The little star looked aggrieved, as if she was about to cry.

Lin Zijin still looked at him quietly, without any waves in his eyes, as if he was not the one who was being confessed.

Pei Ming sniffed, and glanced at him quietly: "Before they laughed at me for picking the moon like others, but how could a person like me pick the moon? I'm not outstanding, so it doesn't matter, it's good to be friends. "

After he finished speaking, the two fell into silence.

Pei Ming's hands were tightly clutching his sleeves, and he secretly glanced at the people around him from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking, so he scratched his heart and liver even more.

What the hell is he thinking?

If you refuse, can you give yourself a happy, no longer have to wait like this?

Pei Ming moved his lips several times, wanting to say something, but in the end he still didn't have the courage, so he could only continue to struggle uneasy.

After what seemed like centuries, Lin Zijin finally coughed lightly: "Who said you picked the moon like others?"

"Sun, brother Sun," Pei Ming said, "he said you would never like me."

"Who are you learning from?"

"Brother Xuesheng."

His tone was a little more envious: "Brother Sheng has caught up with Mr. Wen. I really envy him, but good luck doesn't have to favor me. I understand that."

"Tch, what is there to envy Wen Gu?"

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly: "You envy him for being so wicked?"

Pei Ming was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"I mean......"

Lin Zijin frowned and looked away, as if these words were really difficult for him to say: "The moon will not favor a puppy who only wants to daydream, but I am not the moon."

Pei Ming opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he heard: "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Lin Zijin let out a "tsk", and set his eyes on a forest opposite the two of them: "I'm not a moon, this relatively perfect thing has nothing to do with me, it's all your imagination. I... ...I also have a bad temper, and my mental state is also worrying. I have to see a psychiatrist regularly every year, or I may go crazy at some point."

After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "I'm married anyway, if you think you can bear it, accept it, and have no objections, then we can make do with it, okay?"

Pei Ming grabbed his wrist quickly, as if he was afraid that he would run away: "Brother Lin, what do you mean?"

"I just... mean whatever you think it means."

The afternoon sun passes over the house and spreads quietly on the ground, and the summer wind blows the leaves, making a "rustling" sound.

The hustle and bustle gradually disappeared from near to far, and Pei Ming could only hear his heart beating forcefully and rapidly in his chest, making a dull "bang bang" sound, like trying to catch up with the moonlight and rushing forward and backward on the beach.

"Brother Lin, I don't understand." Pei Ming's eyes slowly turned red, and he stared at Lin Zijin closely, "Speak clearly, please."

"I......"

Being watched so intently by him, Lin Zijin's breathing also became short of breath, and he was a little dizzy: "I mean, if you are willing to continue to like me who has no merits, then I... can also Do you like you?"

Pei Ming bit his lip, tears rolled down from his eyes in big drops, and fell on his collar along his cheeks, forming a dark color.

Lin Zijin sighed softly: "Why are you crying? Don't you want to?"

Pei Ming shook his head, sniffed his nose hard, and held back his tears: "Of course I am willing, can I hug you?"

As he spoke, he opened his arms towards Lin Zijin, his eyes full of expectations.

"Didn't you hug me before?" Lin Zijin asked.

"Different."

Pei Ming smiled with red eyes: "I used to hug my friends, but now I hug my boyfriend."

His "boyfriend" came unexpectedly, which made Lin Zijin's face burn.

"Okay, okay," he said, "hug."

Pei Ming's movements were very light, as if he was afraid of breaking this too wonderful dream, he rested his head on his shoulder.

Lin Zijin moved his fingertips: "Well...I have a bad temper, please take care of me in the future."

Pei Ming rubbed against his shoulder coquettishly: "I have a good temper, which just complements each other."

...the mouth is quite sweet.

He patted Pei Ming on the back: "Are you almost up? Get up almost."

Reluctantly, Pei Ming straightened up, and slightly narrowed the distance with him: "Then... can I kiss you?"

Lin Zijin looked at the pair of dog eyes that were close at hand, and subconsciously leaned back: "What are you kissing?"

"I just want to kiss you," Pei Ming said, "I want to kiss you."

There was light in his eyes, like a puppy begging for a reward from its master.

"Why do you want to kiss?" Lin Zijin looked away, "Is it a bit too early?"

Unexpectedly, Pei Ming, who has always been easy to talk, would not let him go: "We are all adults, how could it be too early?"

Lin Zijin frowned slightly: "Forget it, I'm not ready."

Seeing that his attitude was too firm, Pei Ming blinked, lowered his head in frustration, and his voice softened: "Okay then, let's forget it."

Lin Zijin couldn't see it, and rubbed his hair: "So depressed?"

Pei Ming moved his head away from his hands, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

"I've already confessed my love to you," Lin Zijin gritted his teeth, "What else do you want?"

Pei Ming glanced at him resentfully: "Brother Lin, you are talking like a scumbag."

Lin Zijin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why did I talk to the scumbag?"

"You don't even want to kiss me," Pei Ming said in a low voice, "you even asked me what I really want."

This is too coquettish.

Lin Zijin felt soft-hearted, but he still hesitated: "I didn't... Forget it, do you still want to kiss now?"

The expression on Pei Ming's face brightened instantly, and then he became a little worried: "Then will you feel uncomfortable? If not, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Let's talk when you are ready, okay?" ?”

Lin Zijin looked at the worry in his eyes, and somehow the old wound in his heart suddenly had a tendency to heal.

Even if there was a psychological shadow in the past, there is no reason to punish Pei Ming now, it would be too unfair to him.

Besides, if the other party is Pei Ming, it's not that he can't try to get out of the shadow of the past.

You can't stay stagnant in memory for a lifetime.

As if he had made up his mind, he licked his lips and said softly, "It's okay, since you want to, why don't we try it now?"

The author has something to say:

try it (hum)