The world is cool

The kiss between the two of them was not too intense, like a touch of water, but they could be kissed endlessly, pecking lightly and shallowly, contentedly.

I looked at it stupidly, not knowing what to say or what to do, the only thought in my blank brain was that it was lucky that they were both sitting, instead of both falling into the sofa.

I don't know how long it took, just when I thought these two people were going to kiss forever, someone finally opened his mouth——

"Do we need to avoid both of us?"

Zhou Cheng's voice was still faint, and nothing unusual could be heard, at most, it was a little colder than usual.

Hearing this, the little lunatic loosened the flowers first, and then turned around to look over, not surprised at all, as if we should just stand here and watch the live broadcast.

"No need," a sweet smile said, "we're done kissing."

Nima dead child, shouldn't he just wait for us to squeak!

Zhou Cheng nodded, and calmly accepted the description of the process: "Then can you tell me now, what are you doing?"

It's you, not you.

I always feel that Zhou Cheng seems to have grasped the point.

"I just want to find a feeling," the little lunatic shrugged, and said bluntly, "see if I can get along with anyone."

Zhou Cheng smiled, but the smile did not spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes: "Is it detected?"

"Well," the little lunatic nodded heavily without hesitation, baring his teeth like a dog's tail, "So it's just a matter of catching a man, and it really has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Cheng's expression didn't change, but I felt a little cold for no reason.

The little lunatic didn't care about that, jumped off the sofa refreshed, stretched his arms and legs, patted his buttocks, then walked over in three steps at a time, squeezed into the hallway, bent over to put on his shoes.

The narrow entrance was crowded by three old men, and it was difficult to even turn around, but I managed to get out, put on my shoes and stepped into the living room, silently backed away from the battlefield.

Zhou Cheng remained motionless, watching the little lunatic put on his shoes, straighten his clothes and hairstyle, and stopped him with his hand the moment he pushed open the door: "Where are you going?"

The little lunatic looked up at Zhou Cheng, didn't speak, but bent down and nimbly got out from under Zhou Cheng's arm on the door frame, and went down a few flights of stairs before he leisurely said, "Look for me!" Handsome guy, let's go—"

From my point of view, I can't see the little lunatic, so I can only use my imagination to outline his frightened face in the sound of footsteps that are fading away, and I can take it calmly with my sincere admiration...

Boom!

The anti-theft door was slammed shut, and I didn't even have time to capture Zhou Cheng's expression. The virtual image left on the retina seemed to have changed his face, but I couldn't confirm it.Zhou Cheng's expression changed?That is really a level of earthquake and tsunami.But it's okay, I was a little worried about the little lunatic running out alone, who knows what unreliable things that heartless person can do, but now Zhou Cheng is added, Futai Ankang.

One thing down one thing, some tofu in brine.

But who is brine?Who is Tofu?

"What are you looking at! Don't think it's none of your business!" The little lunatic ran away, and there was another accomplice. I kicked off my shoes angrily, feeling my brain hurt.

Huahua sat on the sofa honestly, completely opposite to the arrogance of the little lunatic, but it would be inappropriate to say that he admits his mistakes, because he was just as quiet and silent as always.

"Little lunatic, why are you coaxing! You also want to see if you can do it with the man? I think the little lunatic is quite satisfied with the test results, and you are satisfied too?"

Huahua turned her face away slightly, her lips were pursed into a straight line, in a daze, I seemed to see that stubborn child from many years ago again.

I was even angrier, not only because I was annoyed by other people playing passive resistance with me, but more importantly, I didn't want Hua Huazhen to go down this path, so I slept in separate beds, and kept the distance intentionally or unintentionally, I thought If Huahua's feelings for me were caused by a moment of confusion, then he would be able to find a good girl, get married, and start a career.But now, he actually went crazy with the little lunatic!What kind of person is the little lunatic, and what kind of person is Zhou Cheng? To put it bluntly, people can be responsible for themselves, regardless of whether he is married or not, whether he is heterosexual or homosexual, the two of them are not afraid!But what do you have?

I sat down on the position where the little lunatic was just now, took a deep breath, and I straightened Huahua's shoulders, and said seriously: "Huahua, listen to me, finding a good girl to marry is better than anything else. What kind of life can we live together? You don’t even have a child, who will take care of you in the future? No, we don’t have to think so far. There is no serious family, and you can break up at any time if you say goodbye. It’s just a life together , just like what we are doing now, if Zhou Cheng said tomorrow that he is going home to live with his sister, can we stop it, we can’t, we don’t even have a legitimate reason.”

Huahua took my hand from his shoulder and shook her head.

I thought he was going to say something, but he just kept shaking his head.

I was anxious, looked around and finally found his mobile phone on the coffee table, quickly took it and stuffed it into his hand: "Speak!"

Huahua lowered her head, hesitated again and again, before writing: I have no feelings for men.

A big rock fell to the ground, and I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart like I was reborn after a catastrophe. I just wanted to make persistent efforts to encourage him to find a partner or something, but he didn't stop his fingertips: I don't have feelings for women either.

I was stunned, and before I could sort out my thoughts, I took the phone from the other end and continued typing.The heart that fell to the ground raised again. This time, the bad feeling was stronger than ever before. Before I even had time to think about it, I subconsciously reached out and held his hand with the phone to stop him from going down!

Huahua looked up at me in a daze, a little at a loss.

There are only two words in front of the blinking input cursor: Brother, I

The living room suddenly fell into a cemetery-like silence, only the minute hand of the clock was moving tirelessly, ticking, ticking, like a requiem.

After a long time, I heard myself say: "If you still treat me as your brother, don't go crazy with Rong Kai."

Huahua looked at me steadily, her bewilderment receded from her dark eyes, replaced by another unknown emotion.

I didn't move and let him watch, my gaze was unshakable, firmer than ever before.

Huahua looked at me for a long time, her bottomless black eyes seemed to be suppressed with countless things she wanted to say, just a light touch would burst the embankment.

But in the end, he just nodded his head, the movement is very light, so light that if you don't pay attention, you will ignore it.

I slowly let go of my hand, Huahua obediently put the phone back on the tea table, and stopped talking.

I smiled at Huahua, I wanted to pat his head and say something about being good, but I couldn't lift my arms, and I couldn't speak.

Instead, Huahua hugged me lightly and patted my back every now and then, as if to comfort me.

Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic came back the next morning. Because they answered Zhou Cheng’s safety call before going to bed, Huahua and I didn’t worry. Dumplings do all the prep.

When the two of them stepped into the entrance, the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala was broadcasting on the TV, and countless handsome men and beauties were going through the last rehearsal in a hurry. The host followed suit, as if drinking a pulse.

"I'm back!" I came out of the kitchen in three steps at a time, pretending to be relaxed, and my excitement was comparable to that of the host.

The little lunatic's expression was definitely not good, but he didn't burst out, he just glanced at me weakly, and replied gloomyly: "Oh."

Zhou Cheng stood behind and smiled helplessly at me.

I know it's a temporary peace, but honestly, I'm really curious as to how things work out between the two of them.From the looks of it, the little lunatic definitely didn't get his wish, but usually the little lunatic who didn't get his wish will go to a higher level, and the ending must be that he doesn't get what he wants, and his opponent also collapses.But now, Zhou Cheng is fine, but he stopped making trouble.The little lunatic who doesn't make trouble makes people feel very unreal.

But the peace on the surface is also good, little lunatic, Huahua, Zhou Cheng, Feng Yiyi, at least the four messy old men can live a quiet year.

When twelve o'clock struck, the fireworks outside the window were splendid.

Huahua typed New Year's greetings to me, but before I had time to give the red envelope, my cell phone rang first.

Thousands of miles away, Sister Zou's voice was still loud and full of confidence: "Boss, happy Chinese New Year!"

This is the most cheerful voice on this New Year's Eve. Unconsciously, I cheered up: "Happy Chinese New Year, red envelopes are waiting for the eighth day of the new year."

"Boss, you're Zhou's pickpocket, you're thinking about starting work before the first day of the new year..."

"That's right, I was wrong..."

The signal at zero o'clock was not very good, and we chatted a few words intermittently, it was all gossip about what happened at home, so we closed the line.When he wanted to put down the phone, he got six eyes.Two attributes are gossip, two attributes are playful, and two attributes are no attributes.

For no reason, I was a little embarrassed: "Look at..."

Zhou Cheng shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that you two are chatting very enthusiastically."

I said angrily, "Why, are you jealous of my popularity?"

The little lunatic came over, looked at me for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "Feng Yiyi, why haven't I seen you think about women in so many years?"

I almost had a conditioned reflex: "Who said I didn't think about it!"

The little lunatic suddenly laughed, the splendor was dripping with bad water: "Then why do you just think about it but don't act..."

"Damn!" Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, "I am very good at it, why don't you try it!"

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Come to a treasure gourd and take me away!