my name is nothingness

"For such a long time, don't tell me you're just staying in this crappy place. It's not as big as our toilet."

Lianmu was awakened in a daze by the voice of a man talking.He lazily opened his eyes halfway, thinking it was his own auditory hallucinations, but was instantly sobered up by the stranger standing in the room.Dazang was sitting obliquely on a chair, and opposite stood a man in purple clothes. The man had a bohemian temperament, which was impressive and unforgettable.Lianmu didn't dare to make any big moves, so she could only pretend that she was still asleep and continue to close her eyes, secretly listening to the conversation in the room.

"It's fine if I like it." Dazang said lazily, he gently picked up the teacup and played with it like no one else was there.

"But you can't stay here for such a long time without any news. Just because of a trivial matter, why are you so angry?"

"Small things? You mean I've been making trouble for no reason."

"You know that's not what I mean. I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you day and night, don't you think about me?"

"In that case, you'd better go talk to your new beauties, it's useless to me!"

Lianmu secretly squinted at Dazang, only to see his chin slightly lifted by the man in purple.The two are very ambiguous.

"Could it be that you are jealous?" The man's voice was hoarse and elegant, and his tone was full of provocation.

"From the beginning, we should understand that you and I are just getting what we need from each other. I provide you with my beauty, and you provide me with your money and status. Also, I hate the smell of alcohol on your body, can you leave me alone."

"Don't be so heartless. If what you said is true, what Zixuan did these days is her own will. In this case, I can kill her regardless of your friendship. She is too presumptuous gone."

"It's just that I don't like them, there's no other meaning. But who would have thought that Zixuan would accidentally put the poison in their dishes with a shake of his hand."

"Okay, I don't need to pursue Zixuan's matter. But you should know that if you hadn't left, how could they have the opportunity to act recklessly like this? All of them are not as beautiful as you alone."

"But I remember you said that all the beauties in this world should be gathered together for you to watch alone."

"Hahaha, that's true, but what do I want dead people to do?" It was obvious that the man was a little angry.

"I don't care about this anymore." Dazang's voice was full of stubbornness.

"You should know what happened recently... I hope you can come back to accompany me. I have never been so afraid."

In a trance, Lianmu seemed to see the purple-clothed man who had just left Dazang some distance away slowly approaching and wanted to hug Dazang, but was pushed away by Dazang.

"Didn't you notice that there is someone else in the house? It's not good to let him see it. He's still young, and I don't want him to see this kind of thing."

"I found out as soon as I came in, who is he?"

"I picked it up on the side of the road."

"What did you pick him up for?"

"Keep it as a pet."

Lianmu was still awake at this time, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly felt sour in his heart, a strange yet familiar feeling surrounded him tightly, dragging him mercilessly into the bottomless abyss.Although he almost thought of it a long time ago, no one would want to hear it with his own ears, so there is no excuse to lie to himself.

It was still dark, and the house was quiet.Zimei and Zixuan were busy packing things outside.Lianmu didn't know when he fell asleep, and suddenly felt a great sense of loneliness. When he opened his eyes, he met Dazang's gentle eyes.At this time Dazang was sitting quietly by the bed, the lights inside the room were dim, which formed a sharp contrast with the outside.

"Go back to sleep, it's still early."

"Yeah." Lianmu closed her eyes, "Are you going to leave?"

"Well, Zimei and the others are packing things outside. When they finish packing, we'll leave for a more fun place." Dazang gently stroked Lianmu's forehead with his hands.

"Since you're leaving, can you take a chrysanthemum with you? They're about to bloom. I haven't seen them bloom yet."

"I'll ask Zimei to pick a good one later."

Lianmu turned sideways and hugged Dazang's little arm, and fell asleep again.