Pandora's Box

Zhuo Wenyang didn't care, he really didn't care.

He is very friendly and kind to me, but he doesn't want me to get too close to him. Once there is a sign of overdistance, he will politely stop and persuade me to leave.

He also doesn't care who I like or who I like, just like he does with Ke Luo's love gossip.

I tried my best to keep the calmness on my face.

If you can't act nonchalantly at this time, things will quickly become awkward.

I smiled and said, "How can you be considered a good brother if you don't compete for favor? At least give a little reward, don't you understand such an obvious hint?"

Zhuo Wenyang said "Oh" belatedly, and immediately turned on the phone knowingly: "Okay."

Then a reminder of the super rocket popped up on my computer screen, and a series of "666" from the water friends on the bullet screen. I grinned at Zhuo Wenyang and said, "Thank you."

After this wave of gifts, the bullet screens complained one after another: "The anchor is hanging up, and there are people giving rewards."

"This paddling time is too long, why don't you row it? There is no sound, is the anchor asleep?"

"Passive sabotage."

"A reward means urging him to start something."

So I turned on the voice again, and said in a cheerful tone: "One more time, the water friends will line up together."

Everyone enthusiastically applied, including Mr. X.

I decisively chose Mr. X, and two other water friends, four rows together.

Mr. X is still not good at playing, and the reaction in the game is also slow. Whether it is picking up equipment or getting in the car and running, he is half a beat slower than others. I often need to remind him.

I was full of "Cha Jun" to "Cha Jun", Zhuo Wenyang finally said: "He is not Cha."

"What is not a fork?"

Zhuo Wenyang smiled and said, "It's the English letter x."

Mr. X typed and said: "x represents infinite possibilities."

Oh, that sounds pretty romantic.

I said awkwardly, "It's Mr. Aix. I think it's easier for Mr. Cha to say it."

Mr. X immediately typed again and said: "Then say 'X', as long as you feel comfortable."

The barrage said one after another: "Oh, this is spoiling."

"Isn't it normal to be spoiled? This is the number one donor on the reward list."

Being reminded by them, I had a flash of inspiration, and my love and friendliness towards Mr. X immediately doubled.

Usually, my level of caring and tolerance for Zhuo Wenyang's games is 120%, but this time I almost showed 200% level.Hustle and ask for warmth, busy before and after, give guns, bullets, three-level heads and first aid kits, caring and warming the heart to the extreme.

Mr. X was obviously flattered.The barrage also frantically swiped up, complaining about my dog-licking spirit and hot eyes.

"This treatment is better than sister-in-law's?"

"The specification is too high, and we want to have it too."

I glanced at the "sister-in-law" who was sitting by the side watching the battle, and Zhuo Wenyang smiled indifferently.

The barrage continued endlessly: "Is sister-in-law not jealous?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, I said angrily: "Where is the sister-in-law, I am a single dog."

Mr. X typed to explain: "I am a man."

The bullet screens are very tolerant: "It's not bad for men."

"That's right, our Brother JUMP's requirements are not that strict."

"It's time to relax the conditions."

"So is the new sister-in-law going to take over?"

Zhuo Wenyang still didn't respond.

I was completely discouraged, and said: "Sister-in-law, this is my father, let's go."

A series of barrages of "Is it okay to recognize the father on the spot?" "The father of the funder is the father is nothing wrong", "My parents are my parents", but Mr. X suddenly stopped moving.

We have already searched the house inside and out, and we retreated to get in the car, but he was still standing at the stairs.

"Mr. X?"

"Is it disconnected?"

I heard the slight sound of footsteps coming from the earphones, and hurriedly reminded my teammates: "Someone is coming!"

Sure enough, as soon as we hid behind the wall, another team approached and unceremoniously shot Mr. X who was in a daze.

When we raided later and knocked out this group of people to avenge Mr. X, Mr. X, who died on the ground, came back to his senses, and typed: "I'm sorry."

I was very empathetic: "Is it stuck?"

"Uh-huh."

Mr. X who died can only watch the whole battle, and chat with us while typing.

On weekdays, whenever he died early, he always blamed himself for his poor performance and was very autistic.On the contrary, this time he seemed to be quite happy, he kept his fingers flying, and followed up our conversation with extra vigor.

I glanced at Zhuo Wenyang, and he was also very happy.

Hey.

After this match, it was late, and Zhuo Wenyang also got up to leave.He has a business trip tomorrow and has to go back to pack his luggage, so he won't be staying here tonight.

When Zhuo Wenyang was around, I was absent-minded and half-hearted.And as soon as he left, my little half-heartedness simply followed him.

So I explained to the audience, "My head hurts, I don't want to play anymore", and then "???" "What, you want to call it a day without eating chicken?" Give it another shot!" In the voice of urgency, the game was hastily shut down.

As soon as I went offline, a message from Mr. X came on WeChat: "Do you have a headache? What kind of pain is it? Do you have any medicine at home?"

I didn't expect him to care so much about what I said casually, so I replied: "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little tired after playing too many games, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

"That's good, go to bed early, don't work too hard. The temperature will cool down tomorrow, remember to cover more at night."

I think it's a bit funny. Most of my water friends are kids. Even if they are older people in society, no one would talk to me so old-fashioned.

It's really like my dad.

Lying on the bed and thinking wildly for a while, I finally looked forward to the news from Zhuo Wenyang: "I'm home."

I stared at those words and looked back and forth for a long time, with thousands of words on my lips, and finally urged him: "You pack up quickly and go to bed early."

He replied: "Don't rush to sleep."

"Didn't you have an early flight?"

He just said: "I don't want to sleep yet. You can catch up on sleep on the plane."

I squeezed my phone and stared at the ceiling for a while.I don't want to sleep either.

I really want to ask him what he thinks of me.Will there be such a good feeling?Or pure brotherhood?If there is no element other than brotherhood now, will there be in the future?And what do I need to do to make it more than bromance?

I have a lot of things I want to say to him, but none of them can be said.

In the past, I felt that I was not in a hurry or forced, as long as I got along with him every day and found some ambiguous interpretations from the details, I was very happy.

And his indifference and deliberate alienation made me suddenly anxious.

Some people go with the flow and get together as they walk, while some people just let the flow go and they miss each other and drift away.I'm not sure which one we belong to.

I asked abruptly, "Zhuo Wenyang, do you have someone you like?"

"..."

The question was nonsensical, he was really stunned, and did not respond for a long time.

He said, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Curiosity, I feel like you seem ascetic, haha."

After a long time, he replied with one word: "Yes."

I didn't take a breath, and my heart suddenly became cold.

"Oh."

He has someone he likes.No wonder other people, such as Ke Luo, such as me, don't take it to heart. .

I said, "Yo, so I started talking about love without making a sound. It's so boring."

"Not in love."

I reacted: "Are you secretly in love with someone?"

"Ah."

"Wow..." I continued to inquire with mixed feelings, "How long has it been?"

"It's been years."

"..."

I took a mouthful of the sour lemon, and my face was so crooked that I couldn't take it back.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have asked, so why bother.

But after holding back for a while, I still couldn't help being mean, and asked again: "Why don't you confess your love?"

He was silent for a while before saying, "It's not appropriate."

"what?"

"In my situation, I feel that there will be no good results."

"Oh……"

No wonder I never heard him mention it.

I forced a smile: "You are too cowardly, haha."

"Ah."

I run on him: "You don't look like a man."

"..."

I don't know what kind of fairy character can make Zhuo Wenyang so timid.

I wait for ordinary people, I really can't imagine it.

I really want to keep asking, but when I get to the point of my mouth, let it go, why make myself suffer so much, let's stop it.

After a while, I was able to continue typing: "Where are you? Are you still asleep? What are you doing?"

He didn't know what he was busy with, and after a while, he replied: "Yes."

"??"

"I'm chatting with my crush."

"..."

A sourness radiated from the heart directly to the soles of the feet and the top of the head. My scalp was numb and my toes were curled up.

No wonder the reply was so slow, it turned out that I was busy with other things.

Alas, the clown was myself.

I immediately said: "That won't bother you, I'm going to sleep, bye."

"..."