invisible him

Chang Xiyang, or the current Chang Xiyang is just a protective shield created by that cold and fragile person. He has a changeable personality, but he only wants to protect himself at all times, and he doesn't want to be hurt any more.

That person was protected, but he was also deeply imprisoned in this body that should have been controlled by him.

The new Chang Xiyang inherited that person's memory, and also gave up his love for Si Song for that person.

But how?He also just pretended that he had never loved before, but how could he let go of the deep love he once had?

Pretend that you don't love Si Song, that you are devoted to others, that you love passionately, that you are willing to give your body, that you...don't care about that person's retention and sorrow.

It is impossible for him to have no feelings for Mr. Orange, but he just likes him lightly, but he will also be enthusiastic about him. He thinks that he has a good impression of him out of appreciation, but it is irrefutable that after he almost gave up on himself, gave up When he became Si Song, Mr. Orange was all his support and sustenance.

Familiarity is also thin.

After all, he is not Si Song.

In appearance, personality, and voice, nothing resembles Si Song, not even a substitute.

She simply found a way for herself to relieve her pain, but she never expected that this person would hurt him.

Forget it, I am not a sincere person, why ask others?

"You knew it from the beginning, didn't you?" Chang Xiyang turned his head and stared into Liucheng's eyes.

Mr. Cheng was so good-looking that it was almost impossible to refuse, otherwise Chang Xiyang would not have chosen him so quickly.

"Xiyang, you really don't remember me." The man sighed deeply, even with a rare sense of sadness.

"Remember? Why did I..." Chang Xiyang was obviously a little surprised, Mr. Orange said that they had known each other for a long time, even before Argentine first met.

"Do you still remember, Little Orange?"

"Little... orange?"

Chang Xiyang likes to eat oranges, it is a fruit that makes people feel happy.He remembered meeting Mr. Orange in Argentina, he was just holding an orange with a dazed look on his face.

Going forward, there is an orange tree everywhere he settles, and he will always plant one by himself.

He thought of the beautiful orange that suddenly disappeared, the fluffy little rabbit, and the little doll who once innocently asked himself if he would make love with him...

This is thousands of years ago?

Little by little, those buried memories came back and pieced together a complete memory. Chang Xiyang laughed, "I didn't expect that we have known each other for so long."

No wonder Mr. Orange always gave him a familiar and friendly feeling.

"How long does it matter? You have never seen me." Mr. Orange looked indifferent, as if he had let go of the past, but it was very contrary to his youthful appearance.

The expectations and grievances in the past were nothing more than adding troubles to myself, and they didn't even know it.

Being misunderstood again and again, I have lost the desire to explain, so what is the use of explaining?In vain.

How ridiculous.

Myself……

"So, why did you come to take my soul?" Mr. Orange blinked and opened his mouth.

"Si Song is sick."

"Sick?" Mr. Cheng laughed, and he wiped the corners of his eyes, as if he had just burst into tears, "My value in your eyes is nothing more than a medicine to cure your lover. Really...Xiyang, you really Very powerful."

"Uh..." Chang Xiyang was silent, unable to explain himself.This is indeed true.

"Can you hug me again?" Mr. Orange put away his smile, and looked down at the person he had followed all his life.

Chang Xiyang nodded.

That person is an evil spirit, and his soul is all he has.It can't be said that there is no guilt, no matter what, if he had to watch Mr. Orange die with his own eyes, he would also feel a little bit sad.

Not even romance.

No matter what his identity is, Mr. Orange and him have been entangled for many years.

Mr. Cheng was taller than him, and hugged him quietly, he could hear that man's heartbeat clinging to his body.

"Come on, Xiyang." Mr. Orange said softly, "That's enough."

The young man's eyebrows were curved, and he greeted Xi Yang's hand with a smile, like an old friend who hadn't seen you for a long time. He saw you on the road and greeted you from a distance. You smiled and said goodbye.

so easy.

If my identity is not an evil spirit, but equal to yours, if you and I met earlier than Si Song.So, please tell me, can you?

Can it be, it's me.

I love you……

Swear on my life.

Mr. Orange's soul gathered into one point, and slowly floated to Xi Yang's palm, just like the first time they met.

Jiang Yuanchun walked over and held the man in his arms, "Don't let Si Song see you like this."

"Thank you, thank you." Chang Xiyang held the little fluffy light spot tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

He calculated a lot of things and acted in many scenes, but he only missed this true meaning.

The man spread himself out sincerely, worked hard to bloom the flowers and bear the sweetest fruit, let go of all arrogance and conceit, humbled himself into the dust, looked up at him, the man desperately said to him, come and see me , you see, I'm really fine.

So, please come and see me, but he can't see it, he just can't see it, can't see the heart of that person, can't see a hot, hot heart that that person is holding out.

It was an unspeakable sadness.He feels sorry for that person, but also unwilling for that person.

But Mr. Orange, you are really good.

really good.

Really...

Chang Xiyang carefully put the little spot of light into a small bottle and put it in his breast pocket. He hugged Mr. Orange's lifeless and warm body, and gently smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes , "I want to bury him honorably."

"As you wish." Jiang Yuanchun knew that he was not qualified to comment on this feeling.

"Qiu Yan asked you to take me with you, right?"

"Ah."

"She always understood people."

"Ah."

"Let's go. My love is still waiting for me."

"Ah."

The end of the story is always like this, some people go away, and some people live happily ever after.

I will not forget.

Mr. Orange's soul is used as medicine, and the prescription is my true love.

So, Si Song, you should think about it.

Chang Xiyang sat by the bed and watched the person on the bed slowly open his eyes.

"I fell asleep, and you left in the dream, but I think that as soon as I wake up, you will still be there." Si Song raised his face and looked at him with a smile, "Look, as expected, you are still here."

"I'm not going, ever."

"Ayan, I'm back."

"I know. I love you."

"I'm back, what about you? When will you come back?"

Chang Xiyang trembled violently. He looked into Si Song's eyes. The man was watching him tenderly, but it was like the sharpest knife, cutting through his disguise layer by layer, and seeing through his dirty eyes. unbearable heart.

"You already knew that too."

"I just don't understand why."

"Because he's fragile and cowardly, he doesn't even have the courage to look directly at himself and face reality! He's a coward, a waste! That's why he needs me!"

"That's right, Chang Xiyang is a coward. He doesn't even dare to admit that he likes me, and he doesn't even dare to be himself."

"Do you still want him, the coward?"

"But he's the one I love the most, isn't he? If I'd known earlier the grief he was alone with, if I'd supported him earlier, told him it's okay, I love you too, if I'd been with him earlier Confess, communicate with him.

Then, won't he be afraid anymore, won't he be so sad that he plays himself as another person to pretend that he is strong? "

"What are you talking about, I'm different from him! I'm not him! I'm not that cowardly Chang Xiyang!"