He can play whatever I like

During the days when Zou Yun was away, Xiao Sa probably never went home. Except for the driver who occasionally came to refill the feeder with cat food, Miao Miao probably hadn’t seen anyone for a long time. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he jumped in two steps. into Zou Yun's arms.

Xiao Sa came in behind, Miao Miao acted as if she hadn't seen it, and tilted her head to lick Zou Yun's fingers.

Zou Yun held Miao Miao, who had grown bigger in his arms. It was already an adult cat, and it could no longer be called a puppet.

Some things are just like this, time pushes you forward, and you can’t turn back when it happens; he is destined to miss Miaomiao’s growth, and Xiao Sa is also destined to miss him.

He went into the house and found out the snacks and cat teasers he bought before, checked the production date, coaxed Miao Miao to eat, and played with him for a while, seeing the sleepy cat finally got a little angry, before turning around Go upstairs and pack your things.

His old clothes before were broken, bad, and thrown away, and now there are not many left; Xiao Sa bought him a lot of good clothes, all of which were high-end goods that he couldn't name, but he didn't buy any of them. Not ready to take away.

Fortunately, this is the case, he doesn't have much luggage, and the old computer bag issued by the company before can fit it.

He has never had a suitcase, but Xiao Sa has one, but he doesn't plan to use it either.

Everything here will no longer belong to him.

Probably because I haven’t seen Zou Yun for a long time, Miaomiao is very clingy, even if Zou Yun is busy busy, it will nest on Zou Yun’s lap, and when it sees Xiao Sa standing by the door, it will tilt its head and bury its face In Zou Yun's arms.

"...Brother Yun." Xiao Sa carefully knocked on the door frame, "Can you... have a chat?"

Zou Yun didn't speak, just lowered his head and took out his old clothes from the piles of clothes in the cabinet, and folded them one by one.

Xiao Sa used to do these things.

Xiao Sa is obsessed with cleanliness and doesn't like Auntie Cleaning to touch his things, especially clothes, which are very personal. No matter how busy he is, he has to clean up by himself. The clothes Zou Yun would wear if he went out.

Now that Zou Yun was packing up by himself, he realized that he didn't know where Xiao Sa put all his things, so he could only carry them out and rummage through them one by one.

It is always a little troublesome to completely quit being dependent on a person.

He comforted himself in his heart.

Seeing that Zou Yun ignored him, Xiao Sa stood awkwardly by the door, trying to find some topics to talk about.

"Want...to go on a trip? It's okay to go and relax."

"Where do you want to go? Let my assistant book a hotel and flight ticket for you in advance?"

Before he met Zou Yun, he never knew that he could be so humble. Even if the opponent was Xiao Zhenfeng, he never compromised, but now he will talk to someone humbly, just begging that person to look up at him.

Even a glance.

"Brother Yun." He tried to take two steps forward, and saw that Zou Yun showed no resistance before continuing, "How did you think about what I told you last time?"

"The house and the gallery—"

"Why don't you sign it before you leave?"

"When you come back, the formalities will be almost finished."

Zou Yun still didn't speak, just raised his head, and looked at the home where he lived for a year. Although this place never belonged to him, and he didn't belong here, he was still glad——

Xiao Sa at least gave him a nearly perfect house to bury his best dream in this life.

After that, he continued to lower his head, busy with his own affairs, as if Xiao Sa didn't exist at all.

"Brother Yun." Xiao Sa's voice became a little irritable, "I know, you may not believe what I'm saying now—"

"But I have to say."

Like Tang Tang before, he knelt on one knee and squatted in front of Zou Yun.

Zou Yun refused to look up at him, the only way he could see Zou Yun's face.

"I really don't know anything about the gallery. I have already asked Shen Du to notify someone to terminate your cooperation with Yuchenfeng; everything after that was done by someone sent by Xiao Zhenfeng. This is his conspiracy to separate you and me. !"

Zou Yun still folded the clothes unmoved, and after folding the one at hand, he slowly stopped.

"I don't even know Xiao Zhenfeng, why did he want to kill me?"

Seeing that Zou Yun finally reacted, Xiao Sa held his hand excitedly, so scared that the meow in Zou Yun's arms ran away.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yun, Xiao Zhenfeng wants to take revenge on me. He knows that I like you, so he hurt you."

"I'm sorry." He repeated again, "I'm sorry, Brother Yun, please give me a little more time, and I will definitely take care of the gallery after I have settled the affairs of the company and Xiao Zhenfeng. If you don't like it, we can change it." The new gallery..."

"Ten rooms, a hundred rooms are fine..."

"Xiao Zhenfeng knows you like me?" Zou Yun finally raised his head and looked into Xiao Sa's eyes, "How come I don't even know."

"Xiao Sa, why do I always have to wait for you?"

"I've waited enough, Xiao Sa, this time—"

"I don't want to wait any longer."

"Okay, okay, don't wait, don't wait..." Xiao Sa held Zou Yun nervously, his palms covered with cold sweat, "I'll take care of the gallery before you come back, no matter what you like now One, or if you want a new one, you can—”

"OK?"

Zou Yun didn't speak anymore, he looked at Xiao Sa expressionlessly, as if waiting for him to speak.

Xiao Sa was afraid of seeing Zou Yun like this, so he buried his face in Zou Yun's hands in pain.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yun...I know...I know I lied and missed a lot of things..."

"But you trust me for the last time..."

"I really... love you very much..."

"Love me, so disappear from my world; love me, so lock me at home; love me, so lie to me—"

"Take everything from me?" Zou Yun withdrew his hand coldly, "Xiao Sa, I told you earlier that it's not like that when you like someone."

"Then what should it be like to like someone?"

Xiao Sa looked at Zou Yun, his scarlet eyes filled with despair.

Zou Yun has not smiled at him for a long time.

He knew that he must have done a bad job, but he really tried. During those nights when he slept in the office, he thought a lot, and wanted to hold his whole world in front of Zou Yun...

But why, Zou Yun just didn't want it?

He leaned against the bed and sat on the ground weakly, just like the high school students on the street, he hugged himself tightly and buried his face in his knees.

"I studied Chinese and mathematics, mathematics, physics and chemistry in China. My grades are very good, and I can get full marks in all exams except Chinese; I was admitted to an Ivy League school at the age of 16, and graduated at the age of 20. I took law and business administration on weekends, with A+ in all subjects, and a full score in all subjects. scholarship."

"Everyone says I'm a genius, but I don't have any subject, no teacher who has taught me, and I like someone..."

"What should it be like?"

"Brother Yun..." When he finally looked up at Zou Yun again, tears were streaming down his face, "Teach me, what should I do if I like someone?"

"I will learn very seriously..."

"Please...Brother Yun...you teach me..."

Zou Yun hadn't seen Xiao Sa like this for a long time, fragile, helpless, and broken, even more pitiful than the high school student he picked up on the side of the road back then.

Xiao Sa has been taking care of him all this time, almost omnipotent; he almost forgot that this year Xiao Sa is only 22 years old.

This was the first time he saw it, and it turned out that Xiao Sa could cry too.

If he hadn't seen Xiao Sa's once superb acting skills, he would have been deceived almost again.

When Xiao Sa was not at home often, when he had no inspiration to draw, he often went back to Xiao Sa's study to look for books. There were many books he couldn't understand, but now he suddenly remembered the sentence on the cover of a book: talk--

The enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, but the illusion of knowledge. ①

The most frightening thing between him and Xiao Sa is not that Xiao Sa never loved him, but that he naively thought that Xiao Sa loved him.

He looked at Xiao Sa indifferently.

That perfect face, stained and full of tears, was still so pretty and terribly deceptive.

He had to remind himself over and over again, another sentence he read in the book before——

beware!As soon as he thought about it, he immediately prepared a lie. ②

"Okay." He stood up slowly, "then learn to tell the truth to me first—"

"Xiao Sa, do you like 'Zou Yun', or the 'Xiao Yun' who was killed by you?"

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①From Stephen Hawking

②From Nietzsche's "Metaphysical Friedrich's Morning"