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The air seemed to be quiet for a moment, as if it wasn't there again.

Just when someone was slightly worried, Cheng Che finally stretched out his hand and hugged him.

At that moment, Zhao Qingling's eyes were full of stars, and he was really moved to tears: "Cheche, Cheche, you are so kind. You are really not angry with me, you really forgive me, that's great, you The best, I like you the most!"

……

In the darkness, Cheng Che's eyes were heavy, and he tightened his arms.

He said "forgive".

But in fact... there is no such thing as forgiveness or forgiveness at all.

Yes, he was injured, ate the pain, and finally cried uselessly.

But I feel that it is not necessarily all Zhao Qingling's fault.

……

Cheng Che still remembers that in high school, Zhao Qingling had a good buddy from another school.

It seems that he grew up with him, and his family is quite rich and handsome. He studied in an aristocratic school on the outskirts of the city, and his grades are also very good, but he is much more arrogant and mischievous than Zhao Qingling.

In the two years of high school, every time Zhao Qingling went out with this kind of dark type, Zhao Qingling would not call Cheng Che the "good boy".

So much so that Cheng Che only saw that person once in total.

But that time, it was really impressive.

……

That meeting was for everyone to eat together to celebrate something. At the wine table, the boy was drunk and kept nagging Zhao Qingling about his "object".

"It's really annoying! It's ugly, doesn't talk much, and even cries for you if it's a little fierce."

"The most troublesome thing is that buying things is hard to coax. Although he is poor, he doesn't want your stuff. Ask him what he wants. Do you know what he said?"

"He said 'nothing else', as long as I don't leave him, don't want him!"

"Damn! I said it right from the beginning, it's just boring to play with him, it's not good-looking and so boring, and I don't know myself! I don't take him with me when I go out, and I'm going to die or live, and I don't want to think about myself. If I can’t take it out, how can I take it out?”

When the boy said this, a bottle of beer was directly stuffy.

"Boom" hit the table with a loud bang.

In high school, Cheng Che was really very innocent.

The meaning of these words was already obvious to him.This boy doesn't like his partner at all, not only doesn't like him, but also looks down on him, he probably plans to break up.

However, in the next second, he heard Zhao Qingling laughing.

"Xiao Yang, complain about sister-in-law every day, didn't you fall into it all the time? I advise you, treat her well, be ordinary, just be ordinary, admit it, and don't do it."

"Let's run away, cry again when the time comes, but it will be too late."

Hearing that, the young man drank another bottle of beer.

"As long as he is good-looking, smart, strong, independent and confident, I don't have to worry about it!"

"But now, what's the matter? My conditions are so good, what kind of person will I find in the future? Even if I like it...how can I be willing to spend my whole life with such a disgraced bastard?"

"I wasn't such a tasteless person before! I really don't understand what kind of drugs he gave me."

"It's not good anywhere, why am I so obsessed with him? Shit!"

The boy said, his eyes were red, and he looked sluggish.

……

That day, for the first time in his life, Cheng Che knew that human nature could be so divided.

One side is "too infatuated".

On the one hand, it can clearly dislike "the other party is not good enough".

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not unreasonable——

In those few days, Zhao Qingling gave Cheng Che a shopping card for a sporting goods store near the school.The face value is more than 300, and it is said that you can buy a lot of things back then, but in the end, Cheng Che used the entire card to swipe only one basketball.

He especially likes that basketball.

When I saw it on the shelf before, I secretly liked it, and I always had to take a second look when passing by.

It's true that I like it very much and hate it at the same time.I despise it as deadly expensive, and the price/performance ratio is so low that it is as expensive as stealing money.

Now, push others and yourself.

Dark little thoughts, sometimes they really can't control it will come out——

"Momentary indiscretion", is there really such a thing?

Could it be, in fact, it is fundamentally Zhao Qingling's true feelings.

Emotionally, "I like it the most" and "want to be together for the rest of my life" are true; rationally, I feel that being with him is "losing", but it is also true.

That's why he couldn't hold back at that moment and said such hurtful words.

If so...

fuck.

uncomfortable.

Cheng Che slightly arched his body, gritted his teeth, and endured the physical chest pain.

Not only did he hold back, but after a long while, he slowly, even intermittently, burst into inexplicable laughter.

In his arms, Zhao Qingling had already fallen asleep, but he woke up again rubbing his eyes.

"Umm... Cheche, what's so funny?"

"It's okay, I'm thinking about tomorrow's itinerary." Cheng Che stroked his slightly long, soft hair, "Hey, go to sleep."

"Oh... zzzzz"

Cheng Che hugged Zhao Qingling tightly.

Silence, close your eyes, and slow down for a while.

When it was opened again, it faced the ceiling, but it was not as helpless and dazed as before.

No.

It is also silent and calm, but there is an almost invisible brilliance shining secretly, full of vigor.

……

……

The itinerary for "tomorrow" has already been set, so don't think about it.What Cheng Che was thinking about was actually their "future" itinerary.

Three months is not too long, not too short.

During these three months, Zhao Qingling never said that he was "unable to make a move".

As for the relationship between the two, they have never hidden it.Whenever I met some acquaintances, I introduced them generously.

Everyone's reaction was harmonious on the surface.

All kinds of congratulations, congratulations, laughing and laughing with joy and joy, but in the heart it is clear that all kinds of words are hard to explain-some of them look confused, Zhao Qingling, what's wrong with your eyes?Some harbor resentment and jealousy, how can he compare to me!

Cheng Che is not stupid, of course he can see all of these.

Who made him really ordinary, not worthy of Zhao Qingling.

It's not cowardice, it's not self-pity.It's just an indisputable fact that everyone knows.

Even Yan Zhen, who has been friends with him for so many years, can't say against his conscience that he is qualified.On the contrary, from the first day they were together, they kept blowing wind in the ear of their friend and persuading him to break up in fancy ways.

Cheng Che knew very well that she advised him to break up because she was afraid that he would become more and more unable to extricate himself.

I am afraid that the gap is so big that one day he will inevitably be abandoned and suffer serious and devastating injuries.

It was only later that Yan Zhen had no choice but to change her route when she found out that persuasion was fruitless.

Began to be crazily picky about his image and clothing, and dragged him to brand stores as soon as they met, forcing him to buy, buy, and throw away.

……

But what Yan Zhen didn't know was that since she was with Zhao Qingling, Cheng Che had already secretly thrown away more than half of the old clothes in Cheng Che's closet before she mentioned them.

Earlier, he learned to ask Zhao Qingling's opinion without any trace, and took the opportunity of dating and dinner to quietly "drop in" Zhao Qingling to help the staff buy some clothes with him.

If things go on like this, although Yan Zhen still often complains about her dressing taste, it is really much better than "the previous version of Cheng Che 1.0".

Apart from working hard to improve clothing quality, I dare not be lazy in other aspects.

Be conscientious and responsible at work, and strive to make more achievements for the company.When I go home in my spare time, I will work hard to study healthy recipes. If I have nothing to do, I will ask Zhao Qingling to exercise together and read a few more books when I have time.

Not without a sense of crisis.

It's not just feeling "lucky", ordinary life is hit by too much happiness, so you can sit back and relax from now on.

it's not like that.

Cheng Che has always had a sense of crisis, and has been secretly holding back his energy - he wants to continue working secretly like this, and get better quietly and imperceptibly.

In this way, in another year and a half, three to five years, he will become more handsome and better.

At least let Zhao Qingling lead him out, so he won't be questioned again.

but.

No.

This is not enough, far from enough.

The sentence "tired" that day really made him sober up in an instant-slowly work hard?Three years or five years?I'm afraid he wasn't out of his mind before, what was he thinking?

That was the only shining star in his ordinary, ordinary life.

After all, he was so lucky to hold him in his hand. If he couldn't keep him and let him slip away, he might as well die.

Slowly?Subtle?

No, he has to do his best every day, every minute and every second.

Quickly, super-evolved, and as soon as possible, become a person who can be worthy of Zhao Qingling and make him honor and proud.

It has to be done, no matter how difficult it is.

……

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingling, who had been "forgiven", turned back into a super normal version of a loyal dog.

Jumping, lively and cute.

Attentively buttoning cuffs and ties for boyfriends, toasting toast and smearing strawberry jam for him at breakfast.

The scenic spot to check in today is called "The Republic of the Other Bank", which is located in the old town of Vilnius, the capital of Lithuania.

According to Wikipedia, this is a miniature country.

In fact, the country is a fart.

The "Republic of the Other Side" was established on April Fool's Day in 12. The country has a [-]-man army and has its own flag, currency, president, constitution and army.

...The focus is on the founding of the country on April Fool's Day, and it has not been recognized by any government for the time being.

Basically, it can be understood as a self-contained performance art of twelve romantic people.

Walking into the "Republic on the other side", you can immediately see the antique old brick houses all over the street.Sculptures, wall paintings, and art shops are all available, and even the trees on the street are hung with various carved small wooden signs.

In the shape of a kitten or a bird, they jingle as soon as the wind blows.

The entire "domestic" atmosphere of modern art, classical art, and performance art breaks through the surface. In essence, it is completely equivalent to a Lithuanian version of Beijing [-] Art Street.

The "Constitution" of the "Republic on the other side" has a total of more than 40 articles.

Very interesting, translated into multiple languages, engraved on a metal sign in a central street of the "country"——

"Everyone has the right to love and care for cats."

"Every cat is under no obligation to love its owner."

"Every dog ​​has the right to be a dog."

"Everyone has the right to make mistakes."

"Everyone has the right to love."

Zhao Qingling: "Cheche, have you seen it? 'Everyone has the right to love'!"

He rubbed back and forth, and then the octopus hugged him directly from behind, and locked him up with a childish "slap".

"Cheche, Cheche~"

He continued to rub, Cheng Che was slightly stiff: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I'm exercising my rights. Everyone has the right to love."

Cheng Che: "..."

"Cheche, Cheche, I like you the most." He said over and over again.

"Cheche, Cheche," he whispered again, tentatively, "I'm really sorry, I'm really really sorry, you must really forgive me."

Cheng Che lowered his eyes: "I said I've turned the page."

"Well, I know. But, because I really like you, so... I'm sorry."

"..." There is no logical reason or reason at all.

Surrounded by a faint smell of perfume, the man's warm arms wrapped around his neck.

Cheng Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and the man's hair curled slightly and rubbed against him, dotted with gold in the sunlight, and the world in front of him was golden in the morning.

So soft, so beautiful.

Cheng Che lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and gently grabbed Zhao Qingling's arm holding him.

There was no words for a while, only the warmth of the embrace and the wind blowing.

A moment is frozen, he wished that time would stop and this moment could last forever.

After a while, Zhao Qingling rubbed against him again: "Cheche, I want to kiss."

He said, pointing to a big green tree beside him.

Cheng Che looked over, the leaves were lush and thin, and he couldn't tell what kind it was.

All I could see was a wooden sign dangling from a very high branch.

The bright tricolor, exactly the colors of the Lithuanian flag, is carved in the shape of a heart.

"Cheche, have you seen it? That's a custom in Western countries." Zhao Qingling pointed to the top of his head, "When you go out, you encounter this kind of small wooden sign in the shape of a heart hanging high up. No matter whether you are a couple or not, you must Kiss under the little wooden sign."

He said with a serious face, and then put his arms around his waist, "The rules are like this, there is no room for negotiation."

Cheng Che: "..."

"You lied again."

"I didn't lie to you! It's true, the couple who kiss under the little heart will never be separated for the rest of their lives."

Cheng Che: "..."

His ears were already red, but he still insisted on ruthlessly exposing his male god: "You have changed the story to the small wooden sign, so what about the mistletoe on Christmas Eve?"

The custom with a long history in the West is to kiss under the mistletoe on Christmas Eve.

If they are lovers, they will be blessed to stay together forever.

"Cheche, you are ignorant again. It is true that there is a legend about the mistletoe, but there is also a legend about the small wooden sign. In Western Europe, couples kiss under the mistletoe, but in Eastern Europe, they kiss under the small wooden sign."

"..."

"Besides, we are now in the republic on the other side, and we must abide by the laws of the republic on the other side. You can see that it is clearly written in the constitution. Look at Article No. 20. Everyone has the right to kiss their lover!"

On the wall, the 27 articles of the constitution of the republic on the other side - brass and black letters clearly read: "everyone shall remember his name."

"..."

But, it's too late.

The early morning sun is very clear and bright, but it is a pity that Eastern Europeans do not get up early, and no one enjoys the beauty of the morning light at this time.On such a fine morning, there were not many people in the "Republic on the other side".

Therefore, it is impossible for anyone to see how naughty and domineering his male god hugged him, and kissed him on the forehead and cheek.

Kissing the whole time was still not satisfied, and finally bit his lip.

She happily gave him a lingering kiss before letting him go.

With the morning sun behind him, Zhao Qingling opened his hands and smiled brilliantly: "That's great, look, this way we kissed in one more country in the world."

"In the future, we must hold Pawpaw and travel around the world together."

"Kiss like this in every place and country we pass by. Do you think it's good? Isn't it a great ideal!"

"This ideal starts here, what do you say!"

Really, really, he thought it all out.

Everywhere in this world - in the deep blue seaside of Australia, in the tropical rainforest of South America, in the vast prairie of Africa, and under the aurora in Alaska.In every romantic and beautiful place.

He will take him to many places in his life, and he will also order a small wooden sign in the shape of a heart.

Every time I want to kiss, I pick it up and lift it over my head.

enforced.

……

Zhao Qingling is often such a thoroughly romantic cub.

It's a pity that the boyfriend is as straightforward as ever, and the atmosphere killer is as usual.Mingming was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look this way, but he still insisted on turning on the true logic mode:

"This is not recognized at all, how can you start from here?"

Zhao Qingling: "Then, I announced the founding of the country today?"

Cheng Che: "..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's the country or not, nothing else matters to me."

The man came over suddenly.

The corners of the eyes are curved, holding his face carefully and tenderly.

"Cheche, tell me the truth, have you really forgive me?"

The tip of his nose was close to his, so close that he could feel each other's hot breath.

The star pupils flickered and approached, as if they were looking into Xiao Guanghua who was running away in a panic under Cheng Che's eyes.

"I always feel that you don't seem too happy."

"If you want to say you are unhappy, you must not hold it in your heart, you are not allowed to secretly complain about me in your heart, and you are not allowed to lie to me, you know?"