dust with light

Where do feelings come from?Described purely from a physiological point of view, it is nothing more than a small restlessness of the strong secretion of dopamine.But it was such a small spark that eventually burned the entire plain.

At the beginning, I just felt that he was different from others, stubborn and awkward.

People can't help but want to break his pretentious arrogance and watch him fall into the abyss.

But gradually, I feel that I can't let go, and I can't bear to part with it.

Mingming pried open the solid ice and saw the fragile face hidden under it, but suddenly there was a trace of love and intolerance in his heart, he didn't want to see him cry, and wanted to try to pamper him.

I thought it was just an illusion caused by mental obstacles, but Zheng Yan clearly understood that the anger he felt when he punched Shen Ye, and the anger and resentment he was filled with now, did not seem to be fake.

He is not sick.

After a long silence, Zheng Yan put his head on Zhuo Yuchen's chest in a discouraged manner.

He whispered: "Okay, I lost, Yuchen. You tell me, what should I do, so that you can belong to... No, what should I do, so that you are willing to try with me?"

Zheng Yan's compromise was somewhat beyond Zhuo Yuchen's expectations.

He originally thought that according to Zheng Yan's posture when he was sick, this person would tie him back to his own territory without saying a word and raise him in captivity.He suddenly got the right to choose, and he felt a little complicated for a while.

But when he thought of the sincerity that had been trampled on the ground without bones, and thought of the burns left by moths flying into the flames again and again, he felt a little ridiculous.

Delusion to exchange sincerity for sincerity is probably an impossible sale in the world.

What's more, Zheng Yan is an out-and-out scum, Zhuo Yuchen doesn't believe that he has such a thing as sincerity.

What should Zheng Yan care about?

It's just an obsession that arises out of seeking but not being able to.

Zhuo Yuchen pondered over and over for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was so precious about him, so precious enough to impress a scum like Zheng Yan.If Zheng Yan can be moved by him, then why the former Shen Ye was not moved by him?From Zhuo Yuchen's point of view, these two people are clearly the same kind of people.

"Young Master Zheng just committed the temper of a young master when he didn't get toys." Zhuo Yuchen pushed him away.

"Yu Chen..." Zheng Yan called his name in a low voice, the other party's voice was hoarse and magnetic, "I am willing to do anything for you, trust me, okay?"

"That troublesome Young Master Zheng disappeared in front of me immediately, I don't want to see you, there is nothing to talk about between us."

"Can't you trust me just once?"

"Don't you think, Young Master Zheng, that your words have no credibility at all?"

"Zhuo and Chen!"

Zheng Yan was furious, he trembled all over with anger, pointed at the sharp sword that was about to break free from Zheng Haoran's shackles, shook twice, then pointed at Zhuo Yuchen.

Zhuo Yuchen looked at him coldly.

"Do you fucking want me to get out so that you can continue to be in love with your chief soldier? Lying under him and making a fuss?"

He was so angry that he didn't know how to treat Zhuo Yuchen in order to get him.

"You are so cheap. I treat you with sincerity. How about you? I just want to post to others. What does it mean to have no credibility, yes, I know, you just want to run on me as a scum! Yes, I am a scum, I admit, I did a lot of things that hurt you before, but you can't give me a chance to correct it? When I was with that bastard Shen Ye, why didn't you say that he had a young master's temper? Why didn't you Call him a scum! I think you are a fucking bitch! You have to let someone hurt you to the bone and beat you to the bone to feel good!"

The more Zheng Yan said, the more he went too far, the harshness of the words made Zheng Haoran turn pale with fright, and Li Jian was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red. If it wasn't for Zheng Haoran still binding his hands, he would have rushed up to look at Zheng Haoran. Yan punched this man so hard that he was looking for teeth all over the place!

Zhuo Yuchen's expression remained unchanged, and his face was indifferent.

"Has Young Master Zheng finished scolding?" He said expressionlessly.

After scolding for a long time, Zheng Yan's overheated mind finally cooled down a bit.Realizing that he had just said some stupid things to Zhuo Yuchen, his face suddenly turned a little ugly.

"No, Yuchen, I was just talking out of anger..." He hurriedly expressed his heartfelt heart to Zhuo Yuchen, "You also know that I have something wrong, right? Yes! Yes! I just fell ill just now!"

Zhuo Yuchen tidied up the messy clothes on his body: "Young Master Zheng, please go."

Zheng Yan's face became more and more ugly.

"Even if I am willing to trust you, do you think I can trust you?"

Zhuo Yuchen twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, and he found that his endurance had been honed as hard as a rock in all these years of tossing with Shen Ye and Li Jian.

Just now when Zheng Yan scolded him like that, he still had the leisure to find out if there were any grammatical mistakes in Zheng Yan's words.

"You look like this, how do I know, will you continue to be sick? If you are sick, you will insult me, and if you are more violent, you will beat me directly? I'm sorry, Zheng Shao, I finally figured it out, and I want to live two more years." Year."

Zheng Yan asked, "What have you figured out?"

Zhuo Yuchen walked to Zheng Haoran's side, stretched out his hand to push Zheng Haoran who was pressing his knee against the sharp sword's leg socket, and pressed him to the ground.

When Zheng Haoran was touched by his cold fingertips, his whole body trembled with excitement, and the pressure on Li Jian's body was also relieved a lot.Pushed by Zhuo Yuchen like this, he was defeated and pushed away by Zhuo Yuchen directly.

Pulling up his sharp sword in astonishment, Zhuo Yuchen raised his hand and patted the folds on his clothes.

"you!"

Zheng Yan could only feel the blood stuck in his throat overflowing suddenly, the smell of blood made him dizzy, he wished he could rush up to separate Zhuo Yuchen and Li Jian immediately.But thinking about his slip of the tongue before, all the blood on his face faded away.With a pale face, Zheng Yan felt that the world was shaking a little.

"Yuchen... I won't give up..." He glared at Li Jian resentfully, turned around and walked out of the apartment, holding the collar of Zheng Haoran who was still staring at Zhuo Yuchen in a daze.

Zheng Haoran was held up by his collar, and after walking out of the apartment, he couldn't help asking: "Cousin, are we leaving?"

"What else can I do if I don't leave?" Zheng Yan glanced at him unhappily, "Didn't you hear just now, Yuchen said that he doesn't want to see me now!"

"Then shall we leave the border and go back?"

"Go back to your mother!" Zheng Yan scolded him, "Hurry up and contact the person in charge of the military region here, I want to move next door to Yuchen!"

"Oh, oh! Good!"

inside the room.

Li Jian was a little dizzy.

He was a little excited and a little flustered.Does Zhuo Yuchen's actions mean that he still has a place in the other party's heart?

Seeing that Zheng Yan really left, Zhuo Yuchen immediately threw away the sharp sword in his hand.He pulled the sword by its collar and dragged him to the door.

"Yu Chen?" Li Jian was a little dazed.

"Get out too," Zhuo Yuchen said mercilessly, "I didn't bother to care about you before, and you couldn't affect me anyway, but now, I don't want to be in the same room with a guy who attempted rape .”

Li Jian wanted to say something else, but Zhuo Yuchen didn't give him a chance to explain, and kicked Li Jian out of the room without hesitation.

Hearing the bang when the anti-theft door closed, the stupefied expression on Li Jian's face disappeared, and turned a lot more gloomy.

He was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do, so he slumped and slumped by the door with his head down, like an abandoned dog, sitting lonely and silent until late at night and until dawn.