game wars

It's not a complicated story.Ye Luan spoke quickly and omitted many details, but Tian Gai was still dumbfounded.

"16 years... You... Yang Guo Xiaolongnv..." Tian Gai sighed, and added, "Actually, you can tell Zhao Er, it will definitely move him."

Ye Luan shook his head: "...I remember it's my business, it doesn't matter if Zhao Zhao forgets, I don't want the 16 years to become a burden, and I don't want to use it to hold Zhao Zhao's emotions hostage."

This is the reason why Ye Luan never mentioned this matter to Zhao Yijia.He only fell in love with Zhao Yijia after meeting him. Even though there must be superposition of childhood feelings, he would rather this memory become an easter egg between the two of them—if Zhao Yijia can remember it.

Tiangai Tantanshou: "Okay, I understand the cause and effect, and I have finished asking my questions."

"Are you sure? You only asked four."

"Can you be considerate of me? Knowing so much gossip can only be digested by myself, I am very painful!"

Ye Luan said it didn't matter after hearing the words: "I don't worry if you say it."

When Tian Gai heard it, there was an extended version of hissing: "Hey—Master Twelve, our son Zhao hasn't promised you yet, so don't pretend to be aggressive." After finishing speaking, he said seriously: "But to be honest Yes, I just have one request—”

Ye Luan looked at him.

"——Shen An and Duan Ruxing's bed scene must not be written by you two."

Ye Luan raised his eyebrows: "Thank you for opening up a new way of thinking for me."

Just as Ye Luan finished confessing to Tian Gai, he heard a cough coming from the living room.The two looked at each other, Tian Gai walked out of the study calmly, followed by Ye Luan.

Zhao Yijia, who choked on drinking water, coughed even worse when he saw Ye Luan.Ye Luan hurried forward and patted him on the back: "Slow down."

Zhao Yijia's back stiffened, and he gently pushed Ye Luan's hand away.

Ye Luan looked at Zhao Yijia hesitantly: probably because he coughed too much just now, his face and the corners of his eyes were flushed.Zhao Yijia felt Ye Luan's gaze on his face, but he never looked back.Tian Gai stood behind the two, and with his innate talent for gossip, he noticed that the atmosphere was a bit weird.He hurriedly stepped forward to put his arms around one, and said happily, "Zhao Er, you didn't tell me that the Twelfth Master is here, so let's have a good meal tonight!"

No matter what's wrong, just eat it first!

Zhao Yijia looked at Tian Gai and smiled, "Didn't you just keep shouting that you haven't tasted my craft and want me to cook?"

Ye Luan said softly: "Go out and eat, don't be busy."

Tian Gaitou nodded like a rattle: "Yes, yes, yes, give me a chance to kill the Twelfth Lord... and I plan to go back tomorrow afternoon, and I have to have a big meal!"

Zhao Yijia was surprised: "Didn't it be agreed to leave the day after tomorrow?"

Tian Gaixin said, do I dare to stay, the Twelfth Lord can't wait to pack me up and send me to the rocket!However, the slander in his heart was the slander, and he still admitted frankly: "Enough is enough, if I don't go back, my mother will kill me."

Zhao Yijia nodded and stopped talking.

To be honest, Tiangai was really tired after eating this meal.Zhao Yijia didn't know why he was distracted at the dinner table; Ye Luan basically didn't speak except to talk to Zhao Yijia.Tian Gai is like talking about stand-up comics alone, trying to save the increasingly cold atmosphere.

However, there was no turning back.

Tian Gai thought that there must be some problem between the two of them, so he quickly packed his luggage the next day and said get out.Before leaving, he looked at Zhao Yijia meaningfully, and sighed: "Zhao Er, you have grown up."

Zhao Yijia got goosebumps all over his body when he saw it: "...Mom, your sons are Shen An and Duan Ruxing."

When Tian Gai was mentioned by him, he finally remembered something, and held Ye Luan's hand and said: "Master Twelfth, arrange the bed scene as soon as possible."

Ye Luan withdrew his hand: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the No. [-] bus."

After seeing off Tian Gai, there was silence between the two again, and an inexplicable emotion filled the air.Ye Luan was a little depressed, he felt that Zhao Yijia was avoiding him.

Obviously, the phone call was quite normal before he came back, but in the end the two actually met, not only did not have the surprise he was expecting, but it felt that the distance between the two had become farther away.After Ye Luan thought about it, he could only blame Zhao Yijia for being frightened by his impulsive behavior when he left last time.Originally, he wanted to explain and confess when he came back this time, but now seeing Zhao Yijia's reaction like this, he didn't dare to act rashly.Thinking of Zhao Yijia pestering him to talk when he was young, he ignored it, but now he tried his best to get close to Zhao Yijia.

Sure enough, I still owe him.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Zhao Yijia was still willing to take him along while cooking, but the meal was really unpleasant.Ye Luan thought about it for a long time, and couldn't help but said: "I'm sorry, don't be afraid of me." There was obvious frustration in his voice, which made one wonder if this was the self-confident Twelve Ye.

Zhao Yijia didn't seem to understand: "What?"

"When I came back last time, I..."

Zhao Yijia tightened his grip on the chopsticks: "Oh, that..."

Seeing his indifferent reaction, Ye Luan's heart sank: I always seem to do wrong things, and I can't always find a particularly good time--when the environment, atmosphere, or both of them are in a good mood, but he Really don't want to wait any longer.

"I--"

"I……"

The two opened their mouths at the same time, and their eyes collided.Ye Luan smiled and motioned for him to speak first.

Zhao Yijia's eyes dodged a little: "I want to start a new article."

Ye Luan nodded: "Open it if you feel inspired."

Zhao Yijia looked at him and said nothing.

Ye Luan thought there was something wrong with the new article, and asked, "What's the matter, do you need some advice from me?"

Zhao Yijia took a deep breath: "I want to write a criminal investigation article."

Ye Luan was a little surprised: "Criminal investigation? Do you want to change the subject to write?" He asked and put vegetables into Zhao Yijia's bowl: "I am good at this subject, and then I can—"

Zhao Yijia interrupted him: "The protagonist is a policeman, surnamed Ye!"

Ye Luan's hand stopped.He looked up at Zhao Yijia, seeming a little dazed.

Zhao Yijia looked at Ye Luan seriously, and a mist gradually formed in his eyes:

"Do you want to be a policeman in my book?"

Zhao Yijia woke up when Ye Luan and Tian Gai were discussing the fairy tale of "being plagiarized".

The sofa is not a bed after all, he rolled over while he was soundly asleep and almost fell, only to wake up.

He was a little dazed when he just woke up, but when he heard a low voice from the room, "Because he and I made up this story together", Zhao Yijia's heart skipped a beat: it was Ye Luan's voice.

Ye Luan is back?Who is Ye Luan talking to? Is it Tianchang?

He hurried over and forgot to put on his shoes. Just as he got to the door, he heard Ye Luan say another sentence: "I met Zhao Yijia when I was 14 years old."

Zhao Yijia stopped immediately.

He wondered if he heard it wrong: when Ye Luan was 14 years old, he was probably seven or eight years old, and the two knew each other at that time?I have no impression of myself at all!He suppressed the shock in his heart, quietly hid by the door wall, and listened to the whole story with Tian Gai.

Zhao Yijia's mood is very complicated.

Zhao Yijia remembered the villa in the mountains that Ye Luan mentioned. When he was a child, he would live there for a period of time every summer. After that summer, something happened to Zhao Yijia's family, and the villa was finally sold.Later, he occasionally remembered that there was only the mottled shadow cast on him by the sunlight in the mountains through the flourishing leaves, swaying as if he was about to fall.

Zhao Yijia has written many stories, in which there are fateful encounters, sad and heroic partings, all kinds of stories, full of emotion and drama.But in the real world, there are so many things that are plain—like birds that meet by chance in the sky and the earth, and leave each other after flapping their wings.If it wasn't for that fairy tale, he and Ye Luan should also fly to their respective trajectories in this world.

How lucky he is to have such a person remembering himself for 16 years;

How could he be able to make such a person remember him for 16 years?

Zhao Yijia quietly retreated to the dining table, staring at the water glass on the table in a daze, his eyes gradually turned red.Many emotions surged in his heart: sadness, regret, bitterness, and unspeakable grievances... They surged violently in Zhao Yijia's heart, condensing into a dark cloud on a summer afternoon—he needed to control it as much as possible, In order not to rain in my heart.For a moment, he really wanted to rush into the room without hesitation, but he didn't know what to do after entering.Before he sorted out his emotions and figured out what expression to face Ye Luan, he chose to avoid him.

In the evening, after the three of them had dinner, Zhao Yijia returned to the bedroom, sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, then opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a note from it.

It was the note with the name "Zhao Yijia" written on it.

Zhao Yijia didn't know what kind of psychology he had, so he secretly took out the note.Every time he saw this, he couldn't help guessing: What was Ye Luan thinking when he wrote this name?

Zhao Yijia felt that Ye Luan liked her, no matter how inexperienced he was in love, he could feel something from that kiss.But it's like a computer downloads 99% of a file, and if that 1% is missing, the file is incomplete.For Zhao Yijia, that 1% is the confirmation of Ye Luan's intention.

And what kind of feelings does he have for Ye Luan?In other words, does he have certain expectations for the 1%?

Zhao Yijia took his laptop and opened the "Villain Strategy Guide" document.Tiangai will integrate and update the documents once a week, so that everyone can refer to them when writing: After all, 5 people co-write, and it is easy to have mistakes in character design and plot.He couldn't help turning to the part he wrote about Shen An hugging Duan Ruxing, but what appeared in his mind was the scene of Ye Luan hugging him and saying he found him.

He wrote about Duan Ruxing pretending to be calm but jumping fast; when he wrote about Duan Ruxing, he put down his hands for a while and then raised his hands and didn’t know what to do; when he wrote about Duan Ruxing, he finally admitted that Shen An was a little special...

At the end, he didn't know whether he was writing about Duan Ruxing or himself.

Zhao Yijia's heart suddenly softened.

He thought: What am I struggling with?

He thought again: I want to give Ye Luan a gift.

Send Ye Luan a dream that can no longer be realized, the dream that 14-year-old Ye Luan seriously told in that lost summer.

"Do you want to be a policeman in my book?"

Let him use a pen to make up for those regrets scattered in time!

Taking advantage of Ye Luan's lack of reaction, Zhao Yijia slammed up: "That day, Tian Gai only asked you four questions, and there is one last question, I'll ask it for him."

Ye Luan was a little flustered, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Obviously, he had typed many drafts, but when he really spoke, Zhao Yijia's eyes were still red: "...Jiajia... really forgot a lot of things...he didn't do it on purpose...he's not as perfect as Lin Songyue... He is really a very ordinary person...he...you...are you..."

He spoke in a difficult and incoherent manner, but Ye Luan understood, and he couldn't help thinking: It really hasn't changed at all, Jiajia is still so cute.

The person in front of him was still stuttering, and he still didn't get to the point after talking for a long time, but Ye Luan was getting impatient: "Zhao Yijia——"

Zhao Yijia looked blankly at Ye Luan with red eyes as if the pause button had been pressed.

Ye Luan propped his head with his left hand, and the corners of his lips slowly curved:

"I like you. I want to be with you."