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49. No.40 Nine unreasonable troubles

◎Is it like the Ling of my family? ◎

Straight man Li Ziyang smiled angrily: "With all due respect, you haven't been gay for long, and you were still struggling with your sexuality a few days ago to the point where you can't see anyone!"

Zhiling pointed her fingertips at the text and turned her head: "Maybe I am the deep cabinet?"

After he finished speaking, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, "Yes, I must be a deep cabinet."

Li Ziyang looked away without saying a word.

Zhiling was walking slowly, when suddenly a leather case caught his attention.

It is a lush alfalfa spreading from the lower right corner, just forming a green border covering the lower and right sides.In the middle is a squinting white cat, sniffing a protruding four-leaf clover.

For some reason, he just felt that such a book would be liked by Younan.

After buying the notebook, he rushed home without saying a word, which made Li Ziyang very confused.

When he got home, he took out the pen that he had treasured for many years from his room, and only then began to remove the plastic cover from the book.

"Li Ziyang, you know that Younan has a lot of notebooks."

Li Ziyang was still in a state of confusion: "So?"

"I want to buy him a notebook and put my name on the title page."

He lightly ticked off the pen, and a beautiful "Zhi Ling" landed in the center of the title page.He closed his pen, turned around and smiled and winked at Li Ziyang.

Li Ziyang suddenly came to his senses: "So you have been laying the groundwork for an afternoon to show your affection for three seconds!"

Zhiling shook his head in astonishment: "No."

"I really want the best for him. I'm afraid I don't like him enough."

When Younan came back in the dark, Zhiling was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a fruit platter and watching TV.

He opened the umbrella and hung it on the balcony.

"Younan is back?"

He nodded, and after a while, he forced a smile: "Social elites actually waste their precious lives on TV?" Zhi Ling had already walked over.

He took Younan's bag and smiled: "What social elite?"

Younan changed his shoes: "You. The teacher taught us every day since we were young: 'You should study hard, study hard, strive to be like Zhiling, and win glory for the school and the country.'"

Zhiling smiled: "When I was young, I really thought that I could change the world."

"what about now?"

"Now I want to change myself."

You Nan Waner: "Perhaps this is a kind of growth."

Zhiling turned off the TV: "Yes. The world is changing rapidly, but social animals are safe, healthy, happy and free."

Younan: "?"

"I'll show you something." Zhiling went upstairs and entered his bedroom, and Younan hurriedly followed.

"Close your eyes first and reach out your hand." You Nan Yi said.

Within a few seconds, he felt a cool, leathery object being gently placed on his hand.

He opened his eyes, saw the notebook in his hand, was taken aback for a moment, looked up at Zhiling, then looked down at the notebook, then looked up at Zhiling, he couldn't take his eyes off.

The light golden light was a bit dazzling, and he saw Zhiling smiling softly in the haze, and heard Zhiling's clear and gentle voice, he couldn't hear what he was saying, but felt an impulse rushing to his head, he stood on tiptoe, Kiss Shangzhiling's lips.

His, delicate, light, advanced, like ink cinnabar on rice paper mixed with water, lips.

His, beautiful, like the rippling and clear rays of light above the heavy and surging clouds in late autumn, with a kind of elusive, clear and gentle lips.

All the 14 years of huddled loneliness and unresponsive begging all drifted upwards, and the 12 years of ignorant delusion and bone marrow fanaticism fell to the ground in an instant, leaving only this one, eyebrows, eyes, lips, hands, Ling.

mine.

In fact, Zhiling found that Younan was a little sad last night, but after Younan kissed him, he was so shocked that his soul left him, and he forgot about it.

Since it was Saturday this morning, I didn't wake him up early.However, until nearly ten o'clock, Younan didn't even have the slightest intention to get up.

Zhiling thought, how can this work?If you don't eat breakfast, you will be starved.

But what can Zhiling do?

You can only coax people with a dinner plate.

He pushed open the door and saw You Nan curled up into a small ball, pulling the quilt vigorously, put down the dinner plate and ran a few steps, and saw fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

You Nan opened his eyes before dawn, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems that it hasn't been long, and the stomach that hasn't hurt for a long time starts to hurt again.

About the feeling of stomach pain, he once described.It was as if there was a kind of very heavy knife cutting in the stomach, making people roll around on the cold floor, unable to get rid of it.

But he doesn't think so now.

When he drank water whose temperature had been tested by Zhiling, ate bread fed by Zhiling himself, and lay on Zhiling's shoulders on the way to the hospital, he suddenly said, "It's so sweet."

Zhiling was taken aback: "What's so sweet?"

Younan smiled: "Maltose."

Zhiling looked around, but couldn't find any seller of malt candy, "Do you want malt candy?"

Younan put his chin on Zhiling's shoulder.

"Do not want to."

After a while, Younan spoke again:

"Zhi Ling."

"Ok?"

"Zhi Ling."

"I'm here."

"The Ling of the Ling, the Ling of the Ling."

"Here, what's the matter?" Zhiling smiled helplessly.

"I like you so much."

After returning from the hospital, Li Ziyang has disappeared.To be precise, since Zhiling and Younan were together, he has often disappeared.

Zhiling was busy cooking, while Younan was half lying on the sofa reading a book.

"Zhiling, I think we should replace the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom with a bay window, so that I can drink tea, read a book and enjoy the scenery in the bedroom."

Zhiling's voice came from the kitchen: "I think it's ok. Then I'll call the contact to change it after I finish eating. Then move in and live with me temporarily?"

Younan instantly beamed with joy.

Oops, this is not what he proposed.

Zhiling opened the refrigerator to get the food, and continued: "However, it may be more difficult to make bay windows if the requirements are high."

Younan said: "The requirements are not high, just so-so, you can read a book and drink tea, you can just curl up."

After eating and taking medicine, Younan caught a glimpse of the umbrella hanging on the balcony last night turned up for some reason. The handle of the umbrella was straight up, and the surface of the umbrella was like a big bowl.

Younan thought it was interesting, and suddenly thought of it, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged in the umbrella, hugged the umbrella post, and shouted at Zhiling who was sitting at the dining table, who was worrying about a pile of dishes to be washed: "Zhiling, you look!"

Zhiling seemed to find it novel, and walked over to lightly lift the handle of the umbrella: "Can I just lift you up?"

Tried it: "With Nanfei slightly!"

Within two seconds, I gave up decisively.

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

Younan laughed.

"Forget it, Zhiling, I'll do the dishes."

Zhiling looked at him in shock: "Really? Don't go back on your word, don't talk about it?"

Younan shrugged: "Am I that kind of person?"

Zhiling thought for a while: "Forget it. You are still a patient. How could I be so mad and let the patient come to work?"

Younan smiled: "Then I will accompany you."

In the afternoon, the two discussed for a long time about what gift Xia Jiu should give to her wedding, but they still couldn't reach a conclusion.

At the end of the chat, Ling got up to drink water, and handed Younan a glass too.

Younan didn't take the water, but instead grabbed the wrist he offered, rolled it up, stared at a circle of faint white marks, and asked, "Zhiling, why didn't you wear your watch all of a sudden?"

Zhiling groaned for a moment, and said, "Maybe, when I just returned to China, I felt that only when I forget the time will I be blessed by happiness?"

Younan chuckled, and said: "The words are typical of Ling's style." He sighed again: "Zhiling, the first time I went to your house and saw so many trophies and certificates, I really felt that you are really, really good. Amazing."

However, Zhiling sighed, and said: "Where are there so many powerful people? Ordinary hard work, ordinary smart, it's just that there is an extra guide, and there is no detour. If you want me to say, you are really powerful if you have Nan. You The writing is really good."

Younan shook his head: "Actually, it's not good. In the past, Mr. Zhou always said that it was flashy."

"That's because," Zhiling put the washed dishes into the cupboard, "she doesn't know your past at all, so she can't discern the deliberation behind the words, and she can't find the body of the gorgeous coat."

"Can you see that?"

"I can see it, though I don't quite know it."

Li Ziyang didn't come back until dark, and the God of Wealth followed him, so the house was very quiet.

Zhiling sat on the sofa and played Jiulianhuan. Younan took the medicine, tore off the tin foil, put a small handful in the palm of his hand, closed his hands vertically, and gently shook Zhiling's ear.

"Zhiling, listen."

Zhi Ling put down the Nine Links and listened carefully.

The sound is very thin and broken, more pleasant than a silver bell, and the "clang" is very clear in the quiet night, like the ice and snow rippling in the mountain stream in the early spring in the north. In his heart, Zhiling paused and felt much happier.

It turns out that happiness can be hidden in a very common medicine.

We are always in a hurry for one or another goal, and make ourselves tired in order to listen to better music, but we don't know that the most beautiful sound in the world is at hand, just a little forward, you can Own it outright.

Zhiling looked up and saw Younan's soft outline, his dark eyes seemed to have a paradise, isolated from the world, but full of ordinary but amazing whimsy.

The next day when Zhiling opened the door, the God of Wealth pounced on him. He rubbed the head of the dog of the God of Wealth, and saw Younan lying on the sofa, gulping down Coke.

Li Ziyang replied to the email while stuffing potato chips into his mouth.

"Have you eaten yet? Don't drink Coke on an empty stomach—it's still cold! You just went to the hospital yesterday..."

Younan reached out and threw the empty bottle, and it fell outside the trash can with a bang.