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"real."

Song Ting gave Xu Yan an affirmative answer.

He pretended to be Xu Yan's other self, but he didn't hide the pity in his eyes, and said softly, "Please think of my existence as your protection mechanism against the outside world, and when you feel scared, call me out , let me replace you to complete those tasks you don't want to complete."

"And the real you, do what you really love."

What he said, a strong sense of familiarity filled Xu Yan's mind.

It seemed that in some of the moments he had had, he had also suffered such delicate tenderness.

Or at a certain moment, he once prayed for such a unique tenderness.

Xu Yan still didn't understand his urge to cry at this moment, and the softness in his heart was deeply hidden by him. He asked calmly, "But if this is the case, won't it be very hard for you?"

Song Ting replied, "I am an illusion created by you, and all the abilities actually come from yourself."

In order to convince Xu Yan of his words, Song Ting asked him to sit down behind the desk.

Facing this big problem again, Xu Yan still didn't have the slightest idea when he picked up the pen.Song Ting stood behind him, bent down slightly, and directly pulled Xu Yan into his arms.

His voice came from next to his ears, "Let's take a look at this question."

Xu Yan suddenly felt heat on his cheeks, which made Xu Yan stunned.

I heard Song Ting say again, "I'll give you the idea to solve the problem, but the person who makes the problem is still yourself."

Song Ting understood Xu Yan's question for a long time.After he suddenly realized, he quickly listed the formula and began to calculate.

The moment the answer was calculated, he asked in disbelief, "Why can I imagine you?"

In his opinion, Song Ting's problem-solving ability is too good. No matter how rich his imagination is, it is impossible to replicate this ability.

"Which parallel time and space do you come from? Is it my fantasy time and space?"

Facing Xu Yan's question after question, Song Ting said calmly, "Because you have such potential, it's just your doubts about yourself that prevent you from seeing your own abilities."

Do I have such potential?

Before Xu Yan could think about it, Song Ting said, "Go to sleep."

He lightly held Xu Yan's right hand holding the pen, slowly pulled the pen out of his hand, and said softly at the same time, "Although tomorrow is Saturday, we can't stay up too late."

Xu Yan didn't know that these close contacts were for intimacy between lovers.

He just felt that all of Song Ting's actions were extremely natural, which made him not feel disgusted at all.

There was only one bed in the bedroom, and Song Ting took off his coat when Xu Yan was about to fall asleep.When he was about to take off the last vest on his upper body without anyone else around, Xu Yan felt that the atmosphere at the moment was getting more and more strange.

He was lying on the bed, and a strange man was standing beside the bed taking off his clothes, his naked upper body was slowly revealed in front of his eyes.

He stopped it aloud, "Wait a minute."

Song Ting put back on the half-taken vest, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Then he didn't make any preparations for Xu Yan, and lay down directly under the blanket.

Suddenly there was another person's body temperature beside him, Xu Yan shrank into a corner in fright, leaning his back against the wall, staring at Song Ting warily and asked, "Can't you disappear automatically?"

Song Ting looked at him and said without changing his face, "Xu Yan, you don't want me to disappear. My existence is controlled by you."

Xu Yan suddenly felt ashamed, "You... nonsense..."

Song Ting leaned towards him, fixed his deep eyes on him, and said almost coaxingly, "Since I am you and you are me, it is normal for us to sleep on the same bed."

"If you really don't want to see me, as long as you move your heart, I will disappear."

He spoke so eloquently.

However, the longer he had been in contact with him, the more Xu Yan felt that the person in front of him was a strange yet familiar existence.

Another guess of his was almost untenable in his mind.

But Xu Yan was willing to listen to Song Ting's coaxing, closed his eyes, and said, "Let's sleep..."

Song Ting turned off the lamp beside the bed, and the room was completely dark.Xu Yan was still huddled in the corner, unable to ignore Song Ting's existence.

While he was hiding and not moving, Song Ting took the initiative to narrow the distance between the two, invading his space little by little, and finally hugged him and fell asleep together.

Perhaps Xu Yan was too sleepy, so he didn't break free from his embrace.

But not long after, Song Ting heard a sober voice from the person in his arms and asked him, "What should I call you? Do I also call you Xu Yan?"

He replied, "Call me Song Ting."

"Song Ting..."

He whispered the name, and some memories seemed to be awakened from the depths of his mind, but when sleepiness struck, all his consciousness was still immersed in the environment in front of him.

To him, Song Ting was an incredible 'stranger'.

Although they met not long ago, Xu Yan was able to sleep peacefully beside him.It was very certain that Song Ting would never hurt him.

There are so many thoughts in his heart, but he can only say, "Thank you..."

Song Ting was awake all the time, and upon hearing Xu Yan's thank you, he said, "Xu Yan, you never need to thank me."

"Between you and me, giving and giving do not require conservation, and do not require any rational measurement."

When Xu Yan couldn't resist the drowsiness, he could only vaguely listen to Song Ting's voice.In his gentle whispers, he slowly fell asleep.

"It's all about doing what you want."

……

The words he heard before falling asleep echoed in his dreams.

Xu Yan was half asleep and half awake, afraid that all this was a dream, afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would be alone in the room.

He was immersed in a dream and refused to wake up, but his consciousness gradually became clear, and finally he broke away from the dream and opened his eyes.

The arm around the waist is a real feeling.

Xu Yan raised his head slowly and saw Song Ting's sleeping face clearly.The body temperature on his body told Xu Yan that he was a real person.

Xu Yan couldn't help laughing, how could it be a phantom?

He had already exposed Song Ting's deception, but he was unwilling to reveal it, "As long as I don't tell anyone about your existence, will you be able to stay with me forever?" '

He closed his eyes, longing for the peace of mind at this moment.

For many years to come, Xu Yan will remember this experience in the virtual time and space.Because he had nothing at this time, he felt Song Ting's appearance, which was the greatest luck in his life for him.

And he is the luckiest person.

Saturday was a gray and cloudy day. Zhang Juanning, who came back to rest last night, had breakfast with Xu Yan, and then went out again soon.

She left the same advice as Xu Hengyuan, "Study hard at home, don't go out and run around."

But Xu Yan no longer obeyed the rules set by his parents, and followed Song Ting out of the house.

Song Ting persuaded Xu Yan to leave the heavy book with only one sentence.

He said, "No matter what you do, demanding people will never be satisfied. Instead of suppressing yourself to seek their approval, it is better to forget their existence and meet your real needs first."

Xu Yan is very clear about his real needs, he wants to have time that only belongs to him.

Only belongs to his own time, does not need too much entertainment.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xu Yan has always been alone, reading history books for two hours in the bookstore. No matter how the people in the bookstore change, he always sits cross-legged on the floor next to the bookshelf, immersed in the world of words.

Entered the park again and walked around the artificial lake.In a crowded and relaxed environment, he seemed alone.

And along the way, Song Ting was always by his side.

They sat down together on a bench by the lake in the park, listening to the noise of people coming and going behind them, and admiring the lake view in front of them.

Xu Yan relaxed his mind. Although today's weather is gloomy, his inner world is extraordinarily bright.

He suddenly shouted, "Song Ting."

Song Ting responded in time, "Yes."

But Xu Yan didn't speak, he called out just to confirm Song Ting's existence.

In the scenes of people coming and going, they have no redundant communication.

When the sun set, Song Ting looked up at the sky and said, "It's going to rain, let's go home."

But before they reached the downstairs of the community, it was already raining.

Song Ting took Xu Yan and ran outside an empty shop, making sure that Xu Yan would not get caught in the rain, he said, "Wait for me here."

Xu Yan couldn't figure out his thoughts, let alone stop his decision.I could only watch helplessly as he ran back into the rain and soon disappeared.

Under the narrow eaves, he was suddenly left alone.

Xu Yan stared at the streets where cars came and went for a long time, and gradually heard a small whimper amid the clear sound of rain.

When Song Ting bought the umbrella and came back, he saw Xu Yan squatting under the eaves alone, staring at the cardboard boxes in the corner in a daze.

When he approached, he realized that there was a puppy hiding in the cardboard box. He opened the umbrella to shield Xu Yan from the drizzle coming in from the eaves, and asked, "Don't you want to take him home?"

Xu Yan carefully touched the puppy's back, it was shivering all the time shrunk in the cardboard box.

Too similar to himself.

So he was afraid.

"It is a very difficult task to be responsible for a small life. If I decide to raise it, I must have enough time and energy to ensure that it will not be ignored by me and that it can have enough care."

He said so, but Song Ting quickly understood where his thoughts came from.

From his own personal experience.

Song Ting knelt down beside him, put the umbrella behind the two of them, and said, "You can see that its eyes have been staring at you, which means that there is a destiny between you."

As long as there is one more word of persuasion, Xu Yan will have the courage to hug the little life.He hugged the little life shivering in the cold wind and said, "I hope all the helpless lives can wait for his safe haven."

This is the Xu Yan Song Ting is familiar with, and the Xu Yan who is willing to express his inner world.

He responded with a smile, "Now you are its safe haven."

Xu Yan looked at Song Ting who had been holding an umbrella, raised the puppy in front of him, and asked, "Can it touch you?"

Song Ting touched the dog's ears and said, "Look."

He gently stroked the puppy raised in front of him, but kept his eyes on Xu Yan.

His smile spread to Xu Yan's eyes, Xu Yan looked at the umbrella on top of his head with a smile, and looked at the person in front of him.

I asked in my heart, 'Do I also have my own safe haven? '

……

The ending still needs to be brewed for a while, and the update time of the next chapter is not stable.