On the 101 Forms of Disciple Blackening

After the male lead returned, Ding Zhiwei faded away the illusion of "I'm not drunk" in front of the male lead, and finally couldn't hold on drunkenly and lay down on the bed, the skirt of his chest was scattered, revealing a piece of snow-white skin covered by the bed beside the bed. The moon outside the wide-open window is covered with silver light, and outsiders only need to glance at it, and they will feel soft, holy and inviolable.

It was late at night.The watchman walked by again.

A pair of orange boots rest on an old wooden plank.

The boots gradually approached with the pace of the owner, and squatted down in front of Ding Zhiwei. One hand stayed in the air for a while, and finally placed it gently on Ding Zhiwei's forehead.

The man's lips were red and his teeth were white, but there was inevitably struggle and gloom in his eyes.

He leaned down and placed a light kiss on the forehead of the sleeping man through the back of his hand.

"Ah Chen, how could you sleep like this? If it wasn't me who came here, wouldn't people look down on your happy hour?"

"If you find out that I came here uninvited, will you ignore me as before? But I don't want to bear it anymore, your bones, your skin, your red lips, your white teeth, your Your bright eyes, your hands, your eyebrows, your sadness, your joy, your anger, your gloom, everything about you all deeply fascinates me, but you don't like me or men, what should I do? How can I walk into you and get you? How many years can I afford to wait."

"But none of that upset me the most."

The man talked to himself, looking at Ding Zhiwei with affectionate and painful eyes.

"The thing that hurts me the most is that you forget me."

"Do you think I didn't find out..."

"You forgot me."

"It's clean and thorough. It's as if I've never been here. You can smile sincerely at your apprentice, but you never look me in the eye."

"I don't mind that you don't accept me for the rest of your life, but I do mind that there is someone standing beside you who obviously wants to decide to live alone. That person is someone else, not me."

"You said..."

"Didn't it be agreed at the beginning?"

"You said you..."

The man never finished that sentence.

The handsome man suddenly felt relieved, and smiled softly: "Achen, I won't do anything to hurt you, but I will make you think of me again, remember everything about me, and then remember your promise to me, Don't be emotional, don't make such a low-level mistake again."

The man slowly poured his true energy into the palm of his hand, and for a moment the room was filled with white light, and even the watchman outside who was about to walk back was so startled by this miraculous sight that he forgot to breathe.

Ding Zhiwei felt that his headache was about to split.

As if it was about to explode.

It seems that the consciousness is constantly clear and blurred.

He seemed to be being taken somewhere.

Opening his eyes, Ding Zhiwei found himself standing in front of a wooden house.

'Didn't I drink at the inn?I just remember that I seemed to be drunk, I fell on the bed after the hero left, where am I now. '

Ding Zhiwei walked into the room.

The cabin was empty.

Ding Zhiwei came out of the house, again stunned by the sight in front of him.

A child, no, more like Luo Jichen when he was a child.

stand in front of him.

But he couldn't see him.

Ding Zhiwei lowered his head and looked at the child with a complicated expression.

The child's face is very similar to him now, so he can conclude that this is the real Luo Jichen, just the childhood Luo Jichen.Luo Jichen's eyes did not reflect him, only an ordinary wooden house.

Ding Zhiwei's hanging heart was relieved, because he couldn't see himself.

Sure enough, the next moment, Luo Jichen walked directly through his body and walked towards the wooden house.

Ding Zhiwei was a little dazed seeing this scene, and after realizing it, he quickly followed Luo Jichen.