lake garden moon

Elvis usually stays at home on his days off.

In the morning, he took Kang Zhier to the hospital to clean the wound, and after the end, the two of them had lunch outside.

Because Kang Zhier was inconvenient, Elvis needed to perform Suta's usual feeding work, so they chose the box.

Inside the box, Kang Zhier rested his elbows on the back of the chair, looked at the sunny pond outside, and said enviously: "I really want to go for a walk."

Elvis heard his longing from the words, and asked him, "Do you want to go out and play?"

"I think so," Kang Zhier rested his face on his arm, and muttered to him, "I haven't even gone out to watch a movie since I came to the south."

The midday sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering his whole body in a bright halo.

Kang Zhier heard Elvis' comfort coming from behind him.

"There is still a lot of time, and you can go when you are well."

He raised his chin, opened and closed it up and down, and replied: "It can only be like this."

In the afternoon, the two returned to Lake Garden.

Kang Zhier took the medicine after meals and was already drowsy.With the help of Elvis, he changed into pajamas, and after washing up, Elvis carried him to the bed.As soon as Kang Zhier touched the bed, he immediately fell asleep.

After the lunch break, Kang Zhier got up from the bed, sat and rested for a while, and began to study in the afternoon.

The light in the afternoon was slightly stronger, and Kang Zhier felt his eyes hurt, so Elvis helped him move the computer and books to the sofa area.

After everything was settled, Kang Zhier began to enter the study time.

Elvis seemed to have nothing to do in the afternoon, so he took two books and sat on the other side of the sofa, flipping through them quietly, changing one for the other when he was tired.

When it was about to fall, Kang Zhier finished the progress of the dissertation and sent his first draft to his tutor.It just so happened that a classmate asked a question about film records online, Kang Zhier turned around and looked at Elvis silently.

Elvis noticed his gaze, turned his face to him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Elvis," Kang Zhier asked him for help, "can you help me get the green notebook on the desk?"

Elvis nodded, put down the book, got up and walked to the desk, looked around the table, and found the notebook that Kang Zhier wanted.

He picked up the notebook and found a three-dimensional sloth in the middle of the cover, on which Kang Zhier traced the words "Movie Latitude" with an orange marker.

Elvis glanced at the cover of the notebook, then turned back to the sofa and handed the notebook to Kang Zhier.

"Thank you."

Kang Zhier took the notebook from him, put it on the computer, opened the notebook with both hands, and started flipping through it page by page.

After finishing his work, he put the "Movie Latitude" aside and continued to type on the computer.

Elvis' eyes fell on the notebook on the sofa, until Kang Zhier closed the computer and turned his gaze around.

"Elvis, what are you looking at?" he asked.

Elvis raised his head when he heard the sound, as if a little curious, he looked at him and said, "Xiao Zhi, can I have a look at this notebook of yours?"

Kang Zhier did not expect that Elvis would be interested in his notebook, and was slightly surprised.Soon, he nodded again and agreed, "Okay."

After speaking, he put the computer beside him, carefully carried the notebook into his arms, and then slowly moved from the other side of the sofa to Elvis' side.

Elvis adjusted his sitting position as he moved over.

Kang Zhier came to him, picked up the notebook, opened it and told him: "These are my viewing records in different theaters."

Elvis took the book from him, opened the inside pages, and saw that Kang Zhier had recorded every movie-watching experience in the notebook in detail.

He recorded his feelings very carefully. He would write the date and the name of the movie theater at the beginning of the article, and then mark it with green ink, and even rate the viewing in the upper right corner.

Elvis turned the page and said to him while browsing, "You have been to so many movie theaters."

Kang Zhier reviewed these experiences with him, and replied with a smile: "After all, I majored in this field."

When Elvis turned to Sri Lanka, Kang Zhier's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pressed his hand.

"The theater in this place is very interesting," he shared happily with Elvis. "When some movies are shown, if there are grand scenes such as singing and dancing or duels, the audience in the theater will become excited. yelling 'rewind' and 'replay' incessantly. The theater managers have difficulty stopping the enthusiasm of the audience, and often end up compromising, and then arrange for the projectionist to replay."

When talking about these anecdotes, Kang Zhier's whole person became lively, and this happy mood was also passed on to Elvis.

Elvis watched him intently, then returned to his notebook.After reading two more articles, he turned his face to Kang Zhier and asked, "Are you going to use it recently?"

"No need." Kang Zhier shook his head.

"If you don't need it," Elvis looked at Kang Zhier and politely asked for his opinion, "Can you put it here first? I want to take a look at it when I'm resting."

Kang Zhier was a little shy, because he recorded a lot of things in the notebook, including his impressions of the movie, and some strange content such as complaints about the theater.

But Elvis' attitude seemed very sincere, he had no way to refuse, so he nodded.

"Thank you." Elvis faced him, as if smiling at him, and Kang Zhier was a little dazed because of this smile.

After Elvis closed the notebook, his eyes fell on the cover, his slender fingers traced the outline of the koala bear, and asked Kang Zhier: "Why is it a sloth?"

"what?"

Kang Zhier was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the sloth that Elvis was pointing at, and immediately understood.

"Irene picked this one out for me," he replied to Elvis with a smile, "because she thinks I look like a sloth."

Elvis raised his eyes, observed his face carefully, nodded and said, "It's quite similar."

Kang Zhier laughed happily, and told Elvis: "I picked a little fox for her, she is weird, don't you think?"

Elvis thought for a while, nodded and replied, "I think so."

Hearing this, Kang Zhi suddenly smiled

"What about me?" Elvis asked him suddenly.

"What?" Kang Zhier came back to his senses.

Elvis stared at him and asked, "What do you think I look like?"

After listening to his question, Kang Zhier raised his lips and cheeks silently, with a childish smile on his face.

"Elvis," he approached Elvis, pointing his index finger up to assure him, "You mustn't be angry."

Elvis shook his head slowly, assuring him, "I'm not mad."

After getting this guarantee, Kang Zhier told Elvis the answer with a smile.

"giraffe."

Elvis blinked slowly at the answer.

"But now I don't think you look like a giraffe anymore." Kang Zhier added.

Elvis withdrew his thoughts and asked him, "Then what do I look like now?"

"I don't know," Kang Zhier looked at him, slowly raised his eyebrows and smiled, and replied, "I haven't thought of it yet."

In the middle of the night, Elvis was sleeping, and Kang Zhier beside him suddenly had a nightmare.

"Don't grab me, don't grab me..."

Elvis woke up because of Kang Zhier's dream talk, and after turning on the desk lamp, he found that his face was pale and his brows were tightly frowned, as if he had encountered something terrible in his dream.

He held Kang Zhier's shoulder with his hands, and called him softly: "Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi..."

Kang Zhier was out of breath in his dream, as if he was being chased by someone.

Elvis moved closer to him, raising his voice slightly.

"Xiao Zhi."

His call made Kang Zhier wake up all of a sudden.

After Kang Zhier opened his eyes, he lay on the bed, his gaze seemed to be erratic, as if he was still overwhelmed by the dream just now.

Elvis moved his face closer and asked him in a low voice: "Xiaozhi, did you have a nightmare?"

Kang Zhier turned his eyes to him very slowly, until he confirmed that what was in front of him was reality, he immediately hugged Elvis.

"Elvis, I'm scared."

Kang Zhier buried his face into his neck and trembled in his arms.

Seeing this, Elvis also hugged him, patted his back to comfort him: "It's okay, dreams are all fake."

"do not be afraid."

After a while, Kang Zhier gradually calmed down.

The moonlight in the middle of the night shone into the bedroom, outlining the figures of two people on the bed.

Elvis and Kang Zhier were lying next to each other, facing each other.

"Xiao Zhi, what dream did you have just now?" Elvis asked him.

Kang Zhier was still a little scared, and his voice was like someone who had a cold, with a strong nasal voice.

"I dreamed that I was imprisoned by a bad guy. He locked me in a very tall house and wouldn't let me leave. One day I ran out of the room while he wasn't paying attention, but he found me He has been chasing me viciously, saying that he must take me back..."

After finishing speaking, he didn't know whether he was wronged or scared, and put his head on Elvis' chest.

Elvis stroked his back lightly, and said to himself: "I hope that the person in your dream doesn't have long legs or a long face, let alone Elvis. S."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Kang Zhier pause in his arms.Immediately afterwards, Kang Zhier raised his head and looked at him in a daze.

"Xiao Zhi, I won't trap you." Elvis gently wiped his cheek with his fingers, and said to him softly, "I just want you to be happy."

In the moonlight, Kang Zhier could not take his eyes off, and saw the concern in Elvis' eyes.

He put his face against Elvis' chest and hugged him silently.

He knew that Elvis would not be the bad guy in his dream.

They embraced each other in the dark, and the starry sky outside the window moved slowly and silently.

Kang Zhier listened to Elvis' gentle and generous heartbeat, and suddenly a clear image appeared in his mind.

"Elvis, I know what you are."

"what?"

"You are an elephant."

Elvis circled Kang Zhier, his breathing was like a long tide, slowly rising and falling because of his smile.

"It turns out that I am in your heart, either with a long neck or a long nose."