I hate seeing the facade

The biggest problem in the world is making choices.

Standing in front of the door, Fang Yiran felt that his few hairs were slowly detaching from his scalp, falling slowly under the influence of gravity.

To enter, or not to enter.

Fang Yiran stood in front of Yu Rong's bedroom door in a state of confusion.

He held the key to Yu Rong's bedroom in his left hand and a paper bag in his right.

An Di found Fang Yiran an hour ago, told him that Yu Rong had locked himself in the dormitory, and vigorously handed over the spare key of Yu Rong's room door to Fang Yiran.

And Yu Jingliang stuffed Fang Yiran with this very important paper bag, saying that he should at least give some gifts to make amends.

Obviously, both of them have the same resolute and unified attitude, that is, Fang Yiran must apologize immediately.

Fang Yiran was really worried.

Isn't he coming to the door now to find a spray?

Sighing, pacing, hesitating again and again, Fang Yiran knocked on the door tentatively first.

Sure enough, no one responded.

After burning the wood for three seconds, Fang Yi took out the key and opened the door.

The room was a bit dark, the curtains were half drawn, and most of the sunlight outside was blocked.

And there was a big bump on the bed in the center of the room, which was Yu Rong who had buried himself in the quilt.

Fang Yiran put the paper bag on the coffee table next to him, stood beside the bed, and said softly, "Yu Rong, it's me."

Yu Rong was bored in the quilt and did not move.

Fang Yiran refused to continue the stalemate, and lifted the quilt.

Yu Rong turned his back to him, buried his head in his arms, and couldn't see his face.He showed his slender neck, and his back was so thin that the butterfly bone protruded slightly through his clothes.

"Let's talk, shall we?" Fang Yiran said.

Yu Rong remained silent.

Fang Yiran went directly to Yu Rong, passing his hands through Yu Rong's back, and hugged him in a very possessive and ambiguous posture.

Yu Rong was very light, Fang Yiran easily carried him to the head of the bed, and placed him in a position half leaning against the head of the bed.

Then Fang Yiran raised his head and saw Yu Rong's face.

He was completely stunned.

This is probably the most shocking and unbelievable scene that Fang Yiran has seen in his life so far.

Because Yu Rong was crying.

He cried quietly, but the tears fell down in clusters like pearls, across his thin chin, and silently slid down on the bedding, leaving small water marks.

Those beautiful deer-like eyes were reddish, as if they had been crying for a long time, and they were empty and out of focus, but the tears could not be stopped at all, and big ones rolled out of their eyes.

He seemed really sad.

Fang Yiran was also really panicked.

He had envisioned many situations before, and thought of many possibilities that Yurong might insult him, or ignore his own possibility.

He thought he would see an angry Yu Rong staring at him angrily with a sarcasm, or an indifferent Yu Rong who continued to attack him with vicious words indifferently.

Fang Yiran even conceived the process of apologizing on the way here: No matter what Yu Rong's attitude is, he directly recites the [-]-word sincere apology essay on the spot, and then gives in a little bit, and finally gives the gift, even if he is Hard-hearted hearts can be affected in half.

But Fang Yiran did not expect that he would see Yu Rong crying.

Just like a child who has been wronged, she shed tears purely and blankly.

Fang Yiran cupped Yu Rong's face at a loss.

Yu Rong raised his head slightly, looked at him with teary eyes, and the tears still flowed down his cheeks.Hot tears fell on Fang Yiran's palm, warm and moist.

"Don't cry." Fang Yiran frantically wiped away the tears on his face with his hands, but more tears trickled down at a faster speed.

Yu Rong's emotions seemed to have completely collapsed, he couldn't listen to what Fang Yiran was saying, his expression was dull, and he just shed tears numbly.

Fang Yiran felt that his eyes would break if he kept crying.

"Don't cry, little friend." Fang Yiran sat on the edge of the bed and continued to wipe his tears with his hands clumsily. He stared at Yu Rong's eyes and spoke in a flustered but firm voice.

"I'm really sorry and sorry for saying those bad things to you."

"I was just angry at the time because my feet were really sore and I was really tired from dancing."

"And I swear, I have absolutely no intention of letting you leave the group." Fang Yiran continued to wipe away the tears on Yu Rong's face in a hurry, and unexpectedly found that Yu Rong's cheeks were extraordinarily soft: "The group is formed by every member." It is made up of the soul of the soul, without whom, it is impossible to be complete."

Yu Rong's eyelashes trembled.

"I don't believe it." He said hoarsely.

He was still crying, his delicate little face was pear-blossomed with rain, and the tears were falling down, hitting Fang Yiran's heart heavily.

A beautiful woman crying is naturally a pleasing scene, especially the beautiful child who is usually cold and reticent, who rarely shows a rare and fragile face, which makes people feel numb.

But the premise is that this person can't be made to cry by himself.

Fang Yiran sighed: "Don't cry anymore, I will take measures if you cry again."

Yu Rong turned a deaf ear to it, and the tears fell more and more fiercely.

Fang Yiran paused, pinched Yu Rong's chin, and kissed the corner of his lips.

Actually, if you want to ask Fang Yiran what he thinks, he doesn't know himself.After all, some things do not need any reason.

Maybe it's because Yu Rong cried too sadly, crying so much that Fang Yiran was uneasy, and Fang Yiran didn't know how to make him stop.

so he kissed

what.The only thought in Fang Yiran's mind at this moment was that Yu Rong's lips were really soft.

And his tears are salty and warm.

The kiss was very shallow, but Yu Rong froze in shock, his eyes widened, and he forgot to shed tears.

Fang Yiran fully suspected that he might have been frightened back.

Fang Yiran gently kissed away the remaining tears on Yu Rong's cheeks, and ended the kiss gently.

Yu Rong gasped slightly, his pupils dilated, and looked at Fang Yiran in surprise.

Fang Yiran sat by the bed, was silent for five seconds, and then slowly came to his senses, his whole body began to disintegrate slowly.

I

just

only

On

dry

Well

what am i doing?

What am I doing?

Why should I kiss him?

If it wasn't for the occasion, Fang Yiran really wanted to slap himself loudly now, to see if water would come out of his head.

He found that the person he couldn't see clearly now seemed to be himself.

Fang Yiran froze on the spot for about 5 minutes, like a dried sculpture.

In the end, it was Yu Rong who spoke first.

Yu Rong lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face.

"I'm hungry." He whispered.

Fang Yiran ordered takeaway food worth nearly 700 yuan.

Not because he had money and wanted to make it, but because Yu Rong stayed in the toilet for a full century, and Fang Yiran couldn't ask him what he wanted to eat, so he simply ordered all the dishes on the menu of a restaurant.

After ordering, Fang Yiran was in a daze.

He felt his lips were slightly hot, as if the soft touch just now was still on them, while Yu Rong looked up at him in a daze, with tears still in her beautiful eyes.

Fang Yiran touched his lips subconsciously, his old face flushed.

Yu Rong came out of the toilet.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were a little swollen, and the ends of his hair were slightly damp. He should have washed his face.

The two looked at each other for five seconds.

Yu Rong didn't speak, but fell back on the bed exhausted, and slowly buried his head in the quilt.

"The captain is wrong." Fang Yiran said.

"I don't know what you think of me. You can hate me or think I'm hypocritical." Fang Yiran looked at Yu Rong whose head was buried in the quilt, sighed, and picked him up with one hand, "But some I really want to make it clear to you today."

Fang Yiran looked into Yu Rong's eyes seriously, Yu Rong's cheeks were slightly flushed with anger, he broke away from Fang Yiran's hand angrily, his hair swept across his eyes slightly messy, his eyes Full of suspicion and vigilance.

"First of all, the captain doesn't hate you."

"Secondly, the captain never wanted you to leave the group."

"In the end, the captain lost his temper today, mainly because your attitude towards me has been neither cold nor cold from the beginning to the end, almost from the time we first met.

"So I was confused, and my feet hurt, so my mentality exploded, and I couldn't hold back."

"The captain is very sorry, the captain is sorry for you." Fang Yiran said honestly, "but I want an answer."

"Why do you hate me?"

Yu Rong blinked blankly.

He was a little dazed by Fang Yiran's sudden confession, hesitated for a few seconds, then raised his head as if he had made up his mind.

"I..." Yu Rong drooped his eyelids slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and murmured.

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang.

Fang Yiran: "......"

He looked at Yu Rong who stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech and returned to silence, sighed, and ordered to get a takeaway as high as a mountain.

Yu Rong sat silently in the dining room and watched the table full of food.

Fang Yiran knew that this knot might not be untied today.

"You don't have to worry about it." Fang Yiran also figured it out, he no longer insisted on getting an answer at this moment, but just looked at him calmly.

"But Yu Rong, you will have to give me an explanation sooner or later."

The author says:

Knots need to be untied slowly, but kisses can be dripped at any time