Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

By the time Cheng Ji's ability to think had recovered a little, he had already been dragged some distance by Zhang Qiling.

The panicked boy had the idea of ​​escaping: "Brother, I suddenly remembered that I left something in the village just now..."

"nothing."

"Then I'll go back and make myself comfortable."

"We'll be at the temple soon. There's no need to go back there."

"Then I..."

Before the boy could finish, he was interrupted by Zhang Qiling: "Cheng Ji, what are you afraid of?"

The boy's words were stuck in his mouth. He was stunned for a moment, then his head drooped and he resigned himself to following the god's footsteps.

When they arrived at the Lama Temple, the blue-robed Tibetan who had returned to the temple earlier saw the two men coming back. Just as he was about to go up to say hello, he saw Zhang Qiling pulling the young man into the house without even looking at him and closing the door.

Dan, the blue-robed Tibetan who was turned away, shrugged. These two people were always weird and he really couldn't fit in at all.

Zhang Qiling dragged the boy into the house and made him sit on the bed.

Looking at the boy's somewhat detached look, he said helplessly: "What are you afraid of?"

The young man lowered his head and remained silent, not responding to the god's question.

Seeing that the young man still didn't speak, Zhang Qiling frowned, and his eyes darkened a little: "Cheng Ji, look up, look at me."

His words seemed to have some irresistible magic on the boy. As soon as he finished speaking, the boy raised his head as he was told.

But those eyes were filled with inexplicable sadness.

The boy said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, can you not ask this?"

This time, Zhang Qiling did not follow the boy's wish and stood in front of him without moving an inch.

Seeing this, the young man closed his eyes resignedly.

At that time, Xiao Qi was very sure of his love for Zhang Qiling. He stubbornly said one thing after another, but it was unclear whether he was denying Xiao Qi's words or trying to convince himself.

He had never been sure that he could lie to Zhang Qiling, both in the past and now.

When Zhang Qiling asked this question, he knew that he could no longer hide it.

He likes Zhang Qiling, and has liked him for a long time.

Although he had once been just his favorite paper man, the moment this man stood in front of him, he knew

He's done.

Cheng Ji was silent for a long time, and Zhang Qiling also waited for him for a long time.

Finally, the boy spoke.

Cheng Ji forced a smile, his tone filled with sadness and self-mockery: "Brother, you said you didn't notice it, isn't it better?"

"Just think of it as, I treat you as a very important friend, and I want to treat you well forever, isn't that good?"

Zhang Qiling was standing very close to the boy, so close that he could clearly see every trace of emotion in the boy's eyes.

He didn't move, waiting quietly for the boy to continue his words.

"Brother, promise me one thing, okay? If I continue and make you feel annoyed, don't just leave me here, let me go first, okay?"

Zhang Qiling didn't know why the boy said such a thing, but he still nodded in agreement.

"What if I say I like you?"

The boy's last five words made Zhang Qiling's pupils widen instantly, and he didn't react for a while.

The young man finally expressed his feelings, but he didn't receive a response for a long time.

It doesn't matter whether you agree or refuse. What's most frightening is the torment in silence.

He didn't even dare to open his eyes to look into the eyes of the person in front of him, for he was afraid of seeing emotions he didn't want to see.

He must be disgusted. After all, being coveted by a homosexual would make anyone feel disgusted.

The young man lowered his head again with some disappointment, and carefully pulled away the hand that Zhang Qiling was holding.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling still didn't react, he began to understand what he meant.

It was probably out of politeness that I let him go first and didn't do anything.

The boy didn't say anything else. He stood up and walked towards the door.

The fallen petals want to follow the flowing water, but the flowing water is heartless and clings to the fallen petals.

But Luohua still has a glimmer of hope. How can a person like him who is so different from gods still expect mercy from someone who does not belong to him?

Perhaps it was because of Zhang Qiling's indulgence towards him in the past few days that he had lost track of himself.

He had only taken two steps when someone grabbed the boy's wrist tightly.

"Where are you going? Come back and sit down."

Having said that, Zhang Qiling dragged the boy back to the bed without further ado.

He also half-knelt down, his eyes level with the boy's: "Cheng Ji, I didn't chase you away."

"You know, it won't be long before I'm blessed by God and forget about you."

"I used to be a person without a past or a future. Although you have found my past, I still have no future. I have my mission, and I may die in some grave in the future."

Hearing this, the young man grabbed Zhang Qiling's arm tightly and interrupted him hurriedly: "No, brother, you won't die. I also have a way to solve your gift from heaven. Believe me."

"Cheng Ji, what about you?"

You always put me first, help me complete tasks, help me find my past, and give me the ability to be loved and love others, but why can't you love yourself?

It was a simple question, but it left the boy speechless.

It also brought to light the problem that the young man had been deliberately ignoring.

He never thought about whether he would live or die in the end. He just wanted to have as few regrets as possible.

He seemed to have never truly felt that he was alive, and even now he still felt that this time of traveling through a book was just a dream, but he just didn't want to wake up.

"I..." The young man lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhang Qiling stood up and looked at the dejected young man. He felt a little pain in his heart and could not say no.

After a while, he spoke as if he had made a decision: "Cheng Ji, I don't know how to like someone, and following me may lead to nothing."

As expected... I was rejected...

The boy's already lost expression became even more dejected, his vision and consciousness became much more blurred. He tried several times to force a smile to tell the gods that he was okay and that it was okay to be rejected.

But after trying for a long time, it seemed as if his throat was locked and he couldn't make a sound.

Until he vaguely heard the familiar voice of God -

"But we can try."