lake garden moon

Kang Zhier returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

On the way, Elvis knocked on his door, but Kang Zhier didn't respond to him.

Elvis stood at the door, knocking patiently.

Kang Zhier didn't understand his intention, and finally turned off the light in the bedroom, and the knocking on the door stopped.

After the lights went out, Kang Zhier was in the darkness, blinking unconsciously.

He recalled his cold reaction to Elvis today, and the loss and trouble on Elvis's face that he deliberately didn't look at but couldn't ignore.

Kang Zhier has watched many different movies since he was a child, and studied the micro-expression performances of various actors in school.Their sad or vivid, or ferocious, or pain, are not as real as Elvis.

If he hadn't known in advance that Elvis was lying, he would have been easily deceived by Elvis' sadness.

However, Kang Zhier thought about it again, what did Elvis lie to him?And why not lie to him?

There was no secret close relationship between him and Elvis, and Elvis made no promises to him.Even if Elvis expresses his liking for him, he has no reason to request and restrict Elvis.

Once this level of thinking was opened, Kang Zhier began to examine and judge his own moral level.

He realized that what he did today was not only unreasonable, but also selfish.

Elvis just likes himself, not pawning his soul.Since he didn't like Elvis and failed to give the response Elvis wanted, he was not qualified to criticize Elvis' behavior.

Elvis is human too, and he has his needs.Not to mention that he went out to eat with Bojiali alone today, even if he had dinner with ten Bojiali, it would not be Kang Zhier's turn to get angry.

Thinking of this, Kang Zhier's inner blame was grafted from Elvis to himself.

In this way, without knowing it, one night passed.

Deep in guilt and self-condemnation, Kang Zhier spent the night in a trance, half asleep and half awake.

In the early hours of the morning, at an unknown time, he woke up and saw the light of dawn outside, and couldn't sleep anymore.

Kang Zhier got up and sat on the edge of the bed, relieved his dizziness for a while, then put on his slippers.

He didn't go to the bathroom, but walked directly to the door, as if some strange force was instructing him to do so.

Kang Zhier walked to the door of the bedroom, opened the door, and looked at the white wooden door opposite.Then, walk into the promenade of dawn in silence.

He walked on the carpeted corridor, his steps were soft, and the dawn painted the dark colors in his eyes.

Kang Zhier came to the door of Elvis' bedroom and put his hand on the handle of the door.As if guided, he pressed the door handle and pushed the door open.

If it weren't for the inexplicable guidance in his heart, Kang Zhier felt that he might never see the scene in front of him.

In the bedroom, there is only one lamp that is on, bringing a little warmth to this cold place.

Elvis sat quietly on the rug by the bed with his back turned to him.He sat on the carpet all night in the same posture, his body seemed to be rusted beside the bed.

Kang Zhier closed the door and walked slowly towards Elvis.

He walked to the bed, took off his shoes and sat down on the rug, approaching the sleeping Elvis in the twilight.

After getting closer, he could clearly see Elvis's restless sleeping face - his face was full of tiredness, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he was still troubled to sleep.

Kang Zhier raised his face and stared at Elvis in the dim light.Then, he reached out to touch Elvis' face.

Elvis woke up and raised his eyes to look at him, the tiredness, sleepiness and confusion in his eyes were clear at a glance.

"Xiaozhi," he put his face into Kang Zhier's palm, looked at Kang Zhier sadly and said, "I've been thinking about it all night, but I really can't find the answer."

Kang Zhier also put his other hand on Elvis' face, and Elvis silently bowed his head in his palm.Kang Zhier truly felt the sadness of Elvis.

He leaned forward and hugged Elvis.

Elvis put his face on his shoulder and said nothing.Kang Zhier knew that Elvis was tortured that night and was very sad.

"Don't think about it, Elvis." He hugged Elvis, put his palm against his back, and comforted him, "it's not your problem."

"You did nothing wrong."

At first Elvis just leaned against Kang Zhier quietly.Later, he put his arms on Kang Zhier's back, as if the fear was just an illusion, he hugged Kang Zhier tightly.

This bad experience seems to have left a psychological shadow on Elvis.

Two days had passed, and he still stopped because of Kang Zhier's unconscious embarrassment, and looked at Kang Zhier worriedly, worried that he had done something wrong unintentionally.

After Kang Zhier noticed his strange behavior, he had to manually pull up the corners of his mouth every time to show him that he was not angry.

"Look, Elvis, I'm laughing again."

On Saturday, Mavis invited Kang Zhier to her house for afternoon tea.

What is rare is that Bu Minghan was also at home that day, and participated in it with great interest, drinking tea and chatting with Mevis.

Kang Zhier felt strange at first, Bu Minghan was also at home, why didn't he invite Elvis to come with him?Halfway through the afternoon tea, Bu Minghan got up to answer the phone, and Kang Zhier learned the whole story from Meiweis.

"Minghan," Mevis covered his mouth and told Kang Zhier quietly with a smile, "he's still angry with Elvis."

"It is said that the old man put pressure on Minghan to promote the relationship between Elvis and Kerry. He specially arranged a lunch that day. He originally wanted to create opportunities for Elvis and Kerry. As a result, Elvis Si was very puzzled. Not only was he indifferent to other girls, but he also made it clear that he was not in a hurry to develop personal problems. As soon as he came back, the old man called. The grandfather and grandson called this "crazy matchmaker" Ah, it's a mess."

Coming out of Meiweis' house, Kang Zhier walked through the woods and returned to Lake Garden with a full stomach.

In the afternoon of the second day, after the hot temperature dropped, Elvis sat on the bench on the west grass slope to enjoy the shade.

Kang Zhier finished his busy work, walked across the lawn, and walked slowly towards his position.

Elvis' hearing is more sensitive than Kang Zhier imagined, as soon as he approached, Elvis had already looked over.

"Xiaozhi, you also come to enjoy the shade."

Kang Zhier met his gaze, with a shy smile on his face, and nodded to him.

Then he walked to the bench and sat down beside Elvis.

Sufficient light and heat breed the vitality of summer.The linden tree grew taller and more lush, and its branches and leaves wove a green curtain of light and dark over their heads.

After Kang Zhier sat down, Elvis stretched out his arms and quietly guided him to see the two black deer birds on the lawn not far away.

Kang Zhier looked at the little bird for a while, then silently looked back.

He absently looked around at the surrounding scenery, and when it was "appropriate", he lowered his head and took out the things he was carrying in his arms.

"Elvis, I have this for you."

Elvis took the things he handed over, opened his palms and saw that they were two bags of biscuits.

Elvis touched them and noticed they were still warm.

He looked at Kang Zhier with a smile, and said, "Today is not Biscuit Day."

Kang Zhier felt a little embarrassed, shook his hands back and forth, and muttered to answer him: "It's not a biscuit day, but you can also make biscuits."

Hearing this, Elvis had a faint smile on his face.He put the biscuit on his lap, unwrapped the ribbon, took out a piece, and sniffed it lightly under his nose.

Seeing his movements, Kang Zhier subconsciously said, "This time they are delicious biscuits."

Elvis turned his head to look at him when he heard the sound, his voice immediately lowered, and he added the second half of the sentence embarrassedly: "There is nothing strange in it."

"Yeah," Elvis replied, nodding cheerfully, "I know."

After speaking, he took a bite of the biscuit and chewed it quietly.

Kang Zhier observed him from the side, and when he finished eating half a piece, he asked him, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious," Elvis murmured to himself, looking down at the half biscuit left in his hand, "I like small biscuits."

Kang Zhier pondered for a moment, then asked him curiously: "Elvis, after you found out that there was something wrong with those spicy biscuits last time, you should throw them all away, right?"

After hearing his question, Elvis turned to look at him and replied, "I ate them all."

"Eat it all?"

Kang Zhier couldn't believe his ears, more than a little mustard was added that day.

"Spicy, isn't it?" he asked Elvis cautiously.

"Well," Elvis nodded and told him, "at first I thought it was a new flavor you developed, so I continued to eat it. But the biscuits I could eat were all spicy, and they became more and more spicy. Finally After I finished eating, I made sure that every cookie was spicy, and I realized that you were angry and put all your anger into the cookie."

Compared with Elvis' "angel", Kang Zhier felt that he was simply a little devil.

He lowered his head, picked up the broken leaves that fell on Elvis, and promised Elvis while cleaning up: "Elvis, I will never play tricks on you again."

"You have to be smarter in the future, don't be a fool in love anymore."