After being divorced by the top streamer, I became his white moonlight

"Lin Yaoran!"

He Qiudu's muffled and ruthless voice came from behind.

Lin Yaoran turned his head, but before he could react, the tall figure in front of him covered him, and with his long arms stretched out against the wall, he was easily trapped in a dead corner with no way out.

"What you just said, explain to me."

He Qiudu stared at him condescendingly, his eyes half-hidden in the dark shadows, his gaze became more and more terrifying.

Lin Yaoran turned his face away with a smile, "It means literally."

Jaw tightened suddenly.

He Qiudu pinched his chin and forcibly turned his head away.

"I do not accept."

A cold and fierce voice.

The corners of Lin Yaoran's mouth still maintained an upward curve, the mirror reflected the light, and the whole person still looked so peaceful and amiable.His tone of voice was calm, even a little numb.

"I just want to get back to my previous life. Is there anything wrong with that? Let me tell you, what I regret the most is taking over "Low Temperature Burn". Writing songs for someone is not about writing... um..."

He Qiudu was obviously irritated by his words, and he uncontrollably increased the strength in his hands, making him unable to continue speaking, and could only make a vague guttural sound.

But Lin Yaoran was not to be outdone, and competed with him stubbornly.

After a short stalemate, it was He Qiudu who let go first.He didn't say anything, his gaze rested on his chin.

Lin Yaoran was originally white, but now being trapped in the dark shadows, she was so white that a circle of light precipitated out.Moreover, his skin is naturally thin and soft, and it is easy to leave marks when touched lightly.Therefore, the imprint left by the finger just now appeared very quickly, it was faintly red, but it was extremely obvious——

Even dazzling.

He Qiudu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "I can accept it if you want."

The voice sank unconsciously.

"Take off your hat."

Lin Yaoran was stunned, he never dreamed that He Qiudu would say such a thing.

To others, this is naturally a trivial joke.But for him, it is tantamount to exposing his most ashamed side.

During the time I lived in Tartary Buckwheat Village, because I didn't have much contact with outsiders, even though I didn't want to have such long hair, I could barely bear it.

Besides, there was that boy.

As long as it is about him, the boy will feel good.

Several times, he found that the other party would touch the ends of his hair carefully and quickly when he was not paying attention.Once caught by him on the spot, the usually proud little prince would blush a little and argue in a low voice, "Because Yaoyao's hair is really beautiful."

However, after leaving Tartary Buckwheat Village, the hair brought him only endless troubles.

At school, he had to endure the strange eyes of his classmates every day.In their eyes, he was an outlier, a freak who was neither male nor female, and naughty boys often pulled his hair.

Once, in physical education class, the tall and strong boy in the class who liked to bully him the most tried to grab his ponytail tied behind his head, causing him to fall to the ground with scraped elbows and knees. A big, bloody horror that nearly broke a bone.

Lin Hong was furious when he found out about this incident, and ordered the school to force the boy to drop out of school. All the boys who had bullied him before were also severely punished.

The day he recovered from his injury and returned to school, he started wearing a hat.Knowing that it is to cover one's ears and steal the bell, one can give oneself a little psychological comfort, as if as long as it is covered up, it will not exist.

No one dared to bully him blatantly anymore, and everyone changed to another method as if they had a tacit understanding.

As they walked past him, they would suddenly burst into high-pitched laughter, punctuated by mean words like "that's disgusting" and "I'm going to throw up" just enough for him to hear.

Or, he deliberately knocked down his water glass when class was over, missed his notebook when sending and receiving homework, and treated him as air when he was divided into groups during the spring outing.

Chronic, needle-like, blunt knife-like extrusion.

Later, the school held a grade assembly.Someone raised his hand during the principal's questioning session and deliberately asked loudly: "Why is only Lin Yaoran allowed to wear a hat in class?"

"Didn't the teacher always say that everyone is equal, why is Lin Yaoran treated specially?"

"It's the grade meeting now, shouldn't Lin Yaoran take off his hat?"

In the entire auditorium, everyone turned their gazes to him in unison, like a dormant jellyfish in the deep sea, suddenly stretched out its tentacles, and surrounded him densely.

"Why don't you pick it up, hurry up."

"Take off your hat quickly, and don't let others wait with him."

"What's so hard about it, who doesn't know he's a long-haired sissy."

——Because Yaoyao's hair is really beautiful.

He raised his hand, grabbed the hat, and tore it off.

A misty mist rose from Lin Yaoran's eyes, and tears welled up, only He Qiudu's tall and oppressive silhouette could be seen.

"Why...you want me to take off my hat?" He blew out a hoarse, hot breath.

"No reason, just curiosity. After all, I have known you until now, and I have never...Lin Yaoran?"

He Qiudu's voice, which was still cold and idle just now, suddenly gave birth to a trace of uncontrollable panic.

"Are you... crying?"

Suddenly, there was a force of refusal in his chest.

Although to him, such a little effort was no more than the kitten's scratching, and it was really useless, but he still couldn't help but backed away some distance.

"Sorry, I……"

"go out."

Lin Yaoran lowered her head, her voice was full of sobs.

He Qiudu panicked even more, and for the first time there was a look of confusion and fear on his face.He stretched out his hands hastily, trying to wipe Lin Yaoran's tears away, but he paused in the air again, tense up nervously.

"I was wrong, I didn't mean it, don't cry."

Lin Yaoran didn't even want to talk to him, he didn't leave, and opened the door for him.

Hold the door handle and turn it hard, but it won't move, as if it's stuck.

Holding his breath in his heart, Lin Yaoran frantically turned the handle of the door "click-click", but to no avail, the whole door remained motionless.

"What's wrong?"

He Qiudu asked cautiously from behind.

Lin Yaoran leaned against the door in despair, "We seem to be locked inside."

The Xingfuwan community is a very old residential building, and many facilities are already aging.He rented the house directly, and it has not been renovated.Usually, I can deal with it when I am alive, but who would have thought that something wrong would happen at this time.

Wiping away his tears, Lin Yaoran stretched out his hand towards He Qiudu expressionlessly.

He Qiudu didn't know why.

"Mobile phone." Lin Yaoran said coldly, and then hiccupped.

His mobile phone was left outside, so he had to borrow He Qiudu's mobile phone to call Hua Hua and ask her to find the landlord to get the key to open the door.

He Qiudu spread his hands helplessly, "I don't have my mobile phone with me either."

"Hua Hua will come to bring me food in the evening, and I can go out then." Lin Yaoran didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, so he shrank into the beanbag sofa beside the bed, and continued to cry and hiccup in a low voice.

From childhood to adulthood, every time he cried, he had to hiccup for a long time to stop.Sometimes when he cries so much, he will burp and burp until his chest is tight and painful, and he can't even breathe. He needs his mother to hold him and pat him on the back to let him breathe.

When thinking of her mother, Lin Yaoran especially wanted to see her, especially when she was wronged.He gently opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out the photo frame.The frame is sky blue, my mother's favorite color of the sky.He carefully put the photo frame into his arms and met his mother piously.

In the rain of brilliant pink flowers, his mother was smiling quietly at him.The black hair is like a cloud, the moon is pure and the flowers are bright.

More angels than angels, more fairies than fairies.

After all these years, my mother hasn't changed at all.he thinks.

Everyone is striding forward, striding forward without any nostalgia, and they force themselves to start the so-called new life, only the mother is left in the past forever.

It would be great if his mother could be by his side at this moment, hugging him and comforting him as usual.

"Are you ok?"

He Qiudu's pleasant and pleasant voice sounded from behind, followed by his unique clear aura.

Lin Yaoran put the photo frame back in the drawer, buried her face deeply in her arms, neither hearing nor seeing.

"Sorry, I really didn't mean to bully you."

Lin Yaoran felt that the sofa beside him had collapsed, and it was He Qiudu who sat down next to him.

"I didn't know the hat was so important to you. If I knew it would offend you deeply, I would never have said that."

He Qiudu stared fixedly at his silhouette.Lonely, stubborn, thin and thin back slightly arched, curled up into a small ball.

"Also, although it's too late to apologize now, I still want to say that I'm sorry about the divorce. I shouldn't have made my own claims and let you bear everything alone."

He Qiudu remembered that he had asked Fang Hezhi before why he was so nice to Lin Yaoran.Fang Hezhi said, I am not good to Ranran because of the marriage contract.Because of course it makes people feel distressed, and it deserves my kindness to him.

Then, Fang Hezhi said, even if you don't like Ranran now, you should treat him better.You might as well think about it differently, if the country girl you like is the same as Ranran, what would you think?Do you feel heartache?

He Qiudu's eyes dimmed.

If the absurd conjecture in his heart is true, wouldn't it mean that the little god who was once enshrined in the softest position in his heart has been living a very bad life in the ten years since he was separated from him.

It was so bad that he didn't even dare to think about it.

"Don't be sad."

He Qiudu said softly.

Lin Yaoran still turned his back to him, his shoulders shrugged up and down, and the muffled sobbing and belching from his arms made people feel distressed.

He Qiudu hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to touch his thin spine that seemed to have only a thin layer of skin left, and patted it regularly to help him calm down his breathing.

"I will treat you well in the future, and I won't make you cry again."

"Click."

The door opened, and Hua Hua's clear voice came.

"Boss, why did you lock the door? Don't think that you can avoid eating by locking the door. I bought it for you... What the hell? He Qiudu? Why are you here again?"

Lin Yaoran finally reacted.

He raised his head slowly, "...again?"