My nemesis clings to me every day

Ji Li kissed him gently on the sofa.

Rong Yu couldn't tell whether the young master was drunk or not. If he said he was not drunk, Ji Li would definitely not be so bold, but if he said he was drunk, how could his eyes be so clear?

Under his palm, Ji Li's heart was beating so loudly that he couldn't tell whether it was his own or Ji Li's.

There was so much noise around, but if there were still vague glances coming over, he pushed Ji Li and coaxed him with a smile: "Don't make trouble."

"No trouble," Ji Li blushed slightly, raised his head and poured himself another glass of wine, as if he had finally gained courage, leaned into his neck, and murmured vaguely: "Do you want to go back with me?"

"Where are you going?"

"The castle." Ji Li whispered, "Didn't you say that princesses live in castles?"

He raised his head slightly, pursed his lips nervously, and the dark blue in his eyes gradually deepened: "Are you willing?"

Rong Yu couldn't say no to Ji Li, and they just ran out of the party.

At first Rong Yu thought that the castle he was talking about should be Yunqin Star, or the imperial capital where the Ji family is located, or some place the princess likes.But it wasn't until he arrived that he discovered that it was a very small planet that he had never seen before.

This is a planet full of water, looking down from the spacecraft, there is no land.

But Ji Li's aircraft stopped in mid-air and began to play a wonderful melody of music, the sea water gradually began to choppy, a vortex appeared in the middle, and after that, a transparent entrance appeared.

"Where is this?" Rong Yu asked him.

"The place where I lived before," Ji Li seemed to have done something wrong, his voice became softer, "I just... want to bring you here once."

"I've always...wanted to bring you here once."

The little tentacles crumpled at the bottom of his shadow, drooping their heads.

Rong Yu suddenly realized that this kind of emotion is called anxiety and depression.

He squeezed Ji Li's hand and said with a smile, "Then let's go."

Ji Li held Rong Yu's hand tightly, and led Rong Yu into the bottom of the water step by step.

There is no life in the sea water here, neither fish nor sea creatures can be seen, the endless deep blue, they are the only living things here.

They go step by step.

Under the sea, there is a huge space, like a gorgeous palace city, but there are only the two of them.

He took him by the hand, through the empty but gorgeous auditorium, through the huge library, and occasionally saw a robot or two in constant operation, repeating "Welcome back" with a mechanical voice.

At first, Ji Li's drunkenness still persisted, and he whispered to him, "No one has ever come to the auditorium..."

"I just like it here, but it's a bit too dark here."

But the deeper he went, Ji Li gradually changed. He stopped being coquettish, and became silent and gloomy. The deeper he went, the colder he became.

Going all the way to the deep floor, Rong Yu saw a claustrophobic, huge room.

The walls of the room are transparent, and the outside is an endless dark blue.

Just as he imagined, there are soft and huge beds, inscrutable oil paintings and artworks, beautiful mirrors, thick desks, high-back leather chairs, and mountains of books.

Only there is no window.

Rong Yu thought, if this is a castle.

The princess who lives here must be very lonely.

When Ji Li came here, he saw the surrounding scenes, showing an obvious disgusted expression.The slightly drunkenness seemed to be unable to save him, he showed a faint look of remorse, and was silent for a moment: "I shouldn't have come."

Rong Yu: "What?"

Ji Li turned his head away and said in a low voice: "...I regret it, I didn't intend to bring you here."

Rong Yu smiled and asked, "Which planet is this?"

"J12-artificial star." Ji Li reluctantly sat by the bed, muttering in a low voice, "It's one of the subsidiary planets of Ji Meng."

"Just take a look and leave after reading it?" Ji Li's attitude suddenly changed, he was still not sober, and there was a sense of vexatiousness.

"Don't go," Rong Yu sat on the chair with a smile, "Why do you want to bring me here for drinking? Is there some secret here?"

He involuntarily sneezed a little.

"There is no secret," Ji Li lowered his eyes, unwilling to look around, and asked, "Are you cold?"

The bottom of the water was indeed cold, and Rong Yu was pulled out by him temporarily, wearing only a thin uniform shirt, and he himself did not wear a coat.

Although there is a constant temperature system, because the owner has not come for too long, it cannot run as before in an instant.

"It's okay." Rong Yu blinked.

"I'll go find you some clothes." Ji Li hurriedly ran to the side room, as if trying to escape something, and quickly disappeared.

Before leaving, Rong Yu noticed that his shadow was pitch black, and not a single tentacle was willing to come out to have a look.

Rong Yu sat in front of Ji Li's desk.

The desk is made of dark special metal, cold and heavy. There are neat books on it, and there are piles of books beside the chair.

Rong Yu wanted to take a look, but reached out and knocked off a notebook in a leather case. It seemed to be old, and it fell to the ground scattered, with the footer slightly raised.

Rong Yu thought it should be Ji Li's reading experience, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and lowered his head to pick it up, but suddenly his attention was attracted by the words on the notebook.

【

April 6

Why can't I control the tentacles? Is this also genetic?

Because of this, do they want me?

April 6

Article Nine, grow out of Article Nine.

in order to fully control it.

But I only have four.

I hate them.

April 6

It was cold in the water.

Although the temperature is normal, it is still very cold.

April 6

A tentacle was cut off.

It hurts.

Do I have to cut it all off before I can get out?

April 7

It grew out again.

They were right, I was like a monster. 】

Rong Yu stood there in a daze, clearly knowing what it was, but still involuntarily turned a few pages backwards.

He knew that he shouldn't read it, but he was still attracted by the words above.

Dark blue ink.

Young but clear and elegant handwriting.

Through such handwriting, it seems that the little Ji Li who left the handwriting can be clearly seen, sitting in the huge cold leather chair, with two small legs hanging in the air, unable to touch the ground.

The owner of the diary is sober and calm.

It is precisely because of this tranquility that it makes people even more sad.

—He was really, really hating himself.

【May 12

Tired of reading and reading, they sent the simulation cabin.

He is not old enough to enter mech battles, so he can only play tactical deduction. 】

After a long period of time, it was all about tactics, with only a few scattered sentences occasionally, and it was still the same as before.

【May 2

It's been a long time, and it seems that I can't speak anymore.

I really want to go out.

April 3

Will someone take me out?

Article [-] is out.

Ugly, fierce, and cold.

like here.

April 4

out, no difference.

】

"Rong Yu."

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, and seeing Ji Li who was holding a coat, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, subconsciously trying to hide the notebook in his hand, but he was still found.

Ji Li's complexion changed instantly: "You..."

Rong Yu hurriedly closed the diary, and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I accidentally knocked it off, I didn't read it on purpose..."

Ji Li's expression became more and more ugly, and finally he lowered his head and opened his mouth: "Forget it."

"Let's go."

He fiercely snatched the diary from his hand, threw it roughly, put his coat on him again, bit his lip and lowered his head, trying to pull him up from the chair: "Let's go."

Ji Li pulled him up resignedly, and said coldly: "This is not my property, you don't have to think too much about it."

Rong Yu knew that he had done something wrong, so he was embarrassed to argue, but he always felt that everything was wrong.

Ji Li's mood is wrong.

The diary is not right either.

The little tentacles on the ground are not right either.

He originally wanted to be more honest and stop saying unnecessary things, but when he saw Ji Li's blue eyes, he couldn't help it anymore.

He grabbed Ji Li's sleeve, and after a while, he frowned and asked, "Are you..."

"No," Ji Li's eyes were cold, as if denying his emotions every time, as if a hard and cold shell had been erected invisible, he said duplicity, and coldly refused his approach, "I Whatever you see is not mine."

"You don't need to care."

He repeatedly emphasized this.

Instead, Rong Yu heard something else.

Like another season gift.

That sticky candy-like Ji Li, who would come out secretly to breathe after he was drunk, was constantly emphasizing something.

Rong Yu frowned, trying to hear what the other party was saying.

Ji Li tried hard to pull him up from the chair.

Rong Yu grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and after a while, she whispered, "It's very cute."

"what?"

"Tentacles...and you..." Rong Yu sat on the chair and whispered, "They are both cute."

Ji Li's face suddenly flushed faintly, and he looked at him coldly: "...What nonsense are you talking about?"

Rong Yu's expression was very serious.

He stared at him and said: "The color is also very beautiful, very polite, it doesn't matter to be a bit fierce occasionally, the suction cup is very comfortable to touch..."

"Even without the fluff, it's very likable..."

When Rong Yu said something, Ji Li's face was about to turn red, and finally covered his lips in anger: "Shut up."

But Rong Yu grabbed his wrist, blushed slightly, and continued: "...you are more likeable than them all."

"I'm sorry," Rong Yu rolled his eyes and smiled innocently, "I didn't mean to read your diary, but what I want to say...that's all."

After speaking, he put his hand back on his mouth.

His eyes blinked obediently, as if waiting for his trial.

It seemed to be something cold and hard.

Cracks appeared.

Ji Li suddenly understood why he wanted to bring Rong Yu over.

Ji Li originally wanted to hold his hand.

But it pressed on his shoulder.

Ji Li no longer covered his mouth, but blocked his lips with something else.

This kiss still carried the undissipated aroma of wine and the coolness of the bottom of the water.

The corners of his eyes turned red, as if he was kissing a ball of cotton candy that only belonged to him, it was sweet and warm, it almost wrapped his whole body, and sent it lightly to the sun, until it was hot.

He was eagerly looking for the warmth that belonged to Rong Yu.

with tongue.with lips.Use his consciousness.

It was never Rong Yu who felt cold.

but himself.