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Since he dared to ask for it, why didn't I dare to give it?

Just a hug.

And even if I gave it, I didn't move first.

It was a kind of intense and boundless sadness that hit me first.

There is also a nostalgia for the once amazing Quartet.

It is also a nostalgia for the past life and death.

He hugged me tightly and forcefully.

Then it was me, who finally rushed forward without hesitation.

Almost hit it.rushed over.

It is definitely not a bird clinging to the past.

The action is so hard and violent that you can almost hear the rattle of the skeleton.

I bumped into someone's arms and hugged him almost tightly, hugging him.

A caterpillar that I loved and hated, handsome and unfathomable, beautiful and fairy-like, stupid and tangled.

A year ago on Xingxiao Mountain, he had a crush on me, and I hid my feelings for him. The two of us were passionately in love. When I should have been desperate, I was afraid to hug him, worried that he would find out my true identity.

One year later, at the door of the room, I was wary of him and hated him. He regretted me and guarded me. The two of us were already enemies on the ground, but I hugged him without any scruples, not afraid that he would find out my true identity.

And the moment I hugged him, Qiu Lianzheng seemed completely stunned.

He was so dazed that he didn't even move, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

I felt the strength of his muscle groups increase almost instantly, as if every inch and every muscle in his body was tightening like a stone statue.

It's ridiculous, obviously he wanted this hug.

I really gave it, but he was stunned.

But soon, his shock and bewilderment gave way to something else.

When I got close to him, I could feel his broad chest muscles rising and falling like pine waves, and his body was like a burning marble sculpture, transitioning step by step from cold, stiff and lifeless to lively and burning.

The heartbeat changed from the original calm to beating like a heavy hammer, undulating like a drum, lively like a wild impulse of ecstasy, jumping up from a certain corner, almost jumping out of his flesh and blood chest.

Who would have imagined that a simple hug could produce such a powerful force?

As I rested my head on his shoulder, I could feel his breathing becoming quicker step by step. The breath was like a snow knife soaking in a pool, but now it was like a handful of ocean waves meeting magma, quickly producing a transpiring transparent heat wave, filling the ground. Slapped on my face.He couldn't help lowering his head, took a quick breath, and blew on the top of my head, even a few strands of hair were blown up, scratching my forehead and cheeks.

Makes me tickle and warm.

I felt itchy, so I buried my head deeper and pressed all my hair down. I couldn't see his face, but I could only hear his throat rolling, as if he was excited to say something, but his throat seemed to be like a bead in his mouth. The neck was turning endlessly, but it was stuck by hesitation, held back by hesitation, and could not hold back a half-word.

What does he want to say?

What else can I say?

I just keep holding.

I didn't say anything.

Because this is the last hug.

The last time I was so close to him, there will be no next time.

So I quietly enjoy this present possession, which seems like an eternal embrace.

But what makes me weird is.

Why can you draw warmth from someone you hate?

Why can you feel pure hope and radiance from someone who makes you feel betrayed, feared, worried, resented?

Could it be that these beautiful qualities are the eternal treasures of human beings?

Has nothing to do with emotion and reason?

Has nothing to do with experience and position?

who knows?

God knows.

I do not know.

All I know is to hug it for a long time and bury it deeply without saying a word.

Missing is forever, forever is missing.

And Qiu Lianzheng waited for so long, at first he didn't dare to move.

It seems that I am afraid of waking up to something, for fear of losing and getting back, and the tragedy of getting and losing will repeat itself.

But to the end, until the end, even he couldn't bear it.

Because it was too much joy.

Surprised to the back, all gave way to ecstasy, hope, eagerness, joy, and all the positive emotions he hadn't felt for a long time.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand.

I felt his shoulder move, and he raised his forearm, as if he wanted to touch something, but after hesitating for a long time, he suffocated his courage, and finally got a little closer.

A little more.

A little more.

It was just barely touching my back.

Then I quickly pulled myself out of his arms.

Then decisively retreated a few steps to open the distance.

But I withdrew my steps, but Qiu Lianzheng's eyes refused to retreat.

He still looked at me motionlessly, with a lingering taste of joy on his face and hope in his eyes, as if he was immersed in that hug and had generated endless motivation.

And I just looked at him, and said in a distant tone: "The Qiu Lian struggle is over."

Qiu Lianzheng was shocked.

It was like being sentenced to life imprisonment on the spot.

He was stuck in place, unable to move.

"It's over, it's over?"

I said lightly: "Yes, what you want, I will give it to you, and it will be over naturally."

Qiu Lianzheng slowly regained his composure.

But the heat in his eyes didn't seem to go away.

There was a light in it that I had never seen before in a human eye.

It contained something that almost made me feel dangerous.

He took a step forward calmly, and said slowly, "Yes, this hug is over."

Did you not understand what I said?

I say it's over.

It means "it's over" in a literal sense, not just a hug.

But Qiu Lianzheng had an expression on his face that I couldn't understand.

He seems to be thinking and considering, seems calm but implying impulsiveness, the sunlight hits his face indistinctly, like clusters of mosaics gathered in one place, hiding determination and blade.

An unfathomable caterpillar popped up again.

I asked him, "How do you know I'm here?"

Qiu Lian contended: "I don't know where you are, but I think Zhong Yanzhen probably knows, so Liu Qixing and I inquired about his whereabouts, and found that he came in this direction. And there are a total of Sanjia, the meatloaf of this family is the best, there are salty and sweet inside, I think you will like the sweet pie here, so..."

After not knowing swordsmanship, is the setting of liking sweets deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

I frowned and said, "Then why did you come to see me?"

Am I a very casual person?

Can anyone interrupt my lunch break?

Forget about Zhong Yanzheng, I can't let go of this petty feud easily.

My complexion darkened, and I was about to strike a sword, but Qiu Lianzheng suddenly said: "I just want to know your preference for sweets, I want... to buy more desserts before you tell the story in the afternoon, so that you can eat as a reward. "

I'm stunned, there is such a good thing?

I immediately laughed and said, "This... I didn't pick anything in particular, it can be as sweet as it is."

Sugar, just not sweet enough, not too greasy.

Qiu Lianzheng smiled slightly: "Okay, I see."

After speaking, he will leave.

Seeing that I was about to close the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and glanced at me.

He uttered two words that were neither serious nor serious in a timely manner.

"Tang Yue."

With such a literary tone, he read it like a poem with only two words.

I frowned: "Huh?"

He said slowly and solemnly: "Don't eat too much sugar, too fast, or your teeth will rot."

I frowned deeper: "What are you talking about? You buy the things first and then direct me."

I put my smile back, but he seemed to catch my smile, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said, "Okay, just wait for me."

He said this in a strange tone, as if he wanted me to wait for something else.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have unloaded all his burdens, and walked downstairs with his head held high, the wooden stairs creaked under his feet, his steps were brisk like an inaudible little song, and the sun hit him again. When looking at his face, there was a joyful and calm expression between his brows, his face was as clear and bright as dewdrops on the blade of a knife.

Where did this guy get these powers from?

I thought to myself that I could finally close the door and go to sleep, but in the blink of an eye, I saw Xiaochang at the other side of the stairs, staring at me blankly, the cake in his hand was almost crushed into powder.

I frowned: "How long have you been watching here?"

Only then did Xiao Chang wake up a little bit, his two thick eyebrows collided, and said, "You...you just..."

It seemed that he had seen it all, so I didn't care and said, "I hugged him, so what?"

Xiao Chang seemed to be stabbed by my words, his body trembled suddenly, and he said: "Xiao Tang...you...you didn't treat him...why..."

I said casually, "It's just a hug, and it's the last time. Since he dared to ask for it, why didn't I dare to give it?"

Xiao Chang was speechless for a while, just gave me the cake in silence, and closed the door of the room for me, and when I was halfway through eating the cake, he stared at me and said, "Aren't you, you still like him very much?" ah?"

I almost choked on the pie when I heard it.

I coughed heavily and violently, my eyes were sore, my throat was sore, and my lungs were about to be coughed out, so I looked at him and said, "What do you like?"

Xiao Chang said helplessly: "For the person you have hated, the person you have abandoned, you will not even look at it, let alone a hug?"

I said with a guilty conscience: "Yes, but he will buy me expensive tea cakes and desserts."

Xiao Chang said viciously: "This is nothing! You used to be friends with a person, and the friendship was quite deep, but later you found out that his character was not good. After betraying your teacher, you no longer care about him, and he came to you Give you an apology and gift, such an expensive gift, such a rare thing that you have been looking for for a long time, you can crush and burn it one by one in front of him!"

I bowed my head even more guilty: "Those gifts are not sweet."

Xiao Chang stomped his feet with hatred and sighed repeatedly, and I only comforted him: "It's only been a morning, and the story will continue. When telling a book, we are just the relationship between the storyteller and the listener. It’s just a hug with a listener and a good relationship.”

Xiaochang was dubious: "Is it really just like this?"

I nodded: "Of course, is there any other reason?"

Xiao Chang thought for a long time, but still refused to think about that possibility, and just sighed: "Don't eat what he bought, no matter how expensive the dessert is, I will buy it for you."

After he finished speaking, he left the door in a hurry, and I didn't even have time to stop him.

I just lay on the bed, took a good rest for a while, and then before Xiao Chang came back, I went out the door, took advantage of the crowds of people to go out from the front door secretly and low-key, walked through several alleys, walked through several In the alley, I came to the storytelling tea shed alone.

Since the appointed time hadn’t arrived yet, and it was lunch break time, there was no guest in front of the tea shed, only the owner of the tea shed, a man with pockmarks, was cleaning up the debris and wooden boards we spilled on the ground with a guy.This guy is a deaf-mute, he can only work hard, and he can't hear people talking. I can only go up and pat him on the shoulder, give him some rewards, and let him go down to rest.

Then I stepped forward with some embarrassment and clasped my fists, smilingly making amends to the tea shed owner.

"Sorry, I didn't expect so many cups and tables to be smashed after a book was finished."

I knew the owner of the tea shed, he just sighed and said: "Guest, your story is very good, but if you continue to tell it like this, our tea shed will not be able to continue."

I smiled and said, "Don't, we are all old acquaintances, if you don't entertain me, how dare I talk about it elsewhere?"

The pockmarked owner of the tea shed said seriously: "Acquaintances also have to settle accounts, let's go to the alley to settle the accounts, you at least give me some more rewards, so that our tea shed can afford you and your friends ah."

I nodded, and walked into a deserted alley with the owner of the tea shed.

When he got to the front, he stopped suddenly.

He stopped, like a gust of wind hitting a wall, freezing every movement from toe to heel in an instant.

And I looked at him slowly, my eyes suddenly sharpened.

"There's no one here, let's talk."

The owner of the tea shed with pockmarked face suddenly lifted his hand to his face.

A complete human skin mask was torn off, revealing a face I was familiar with.

Liang Wan's face.

He looked back at me, with eyes full of tenderness and comfort in the eyes of the autumn rain falling into the south of the Yangtze River.

Being watched by such a pair of eyes, it seems that all the troubles and unwillingness can be forgotten at once.

I looked at him, he looked at me, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled slightly.

"It's a good story, I'm fascinated by it."

I smiled wryly and said: "Don't be silly, I asked you to meet at the tea shed, but I didn't expect you to pretend to be the owner of the tea shed. I thought you would disguise yourself as a guest."

Liang Wan only said sincerely: "I know that you are here to meet enemies. I am very grateful that you can contact me specially and take the time to meet me."

I said: "When I sent someone to deliver a letter before I came, I wasn't sure if you could receive it. Fortunately, you received it and you came over."

Liang Wan smiled: "Thank you."

I suddenly smiled and asked him alone: ​​"In the past three months, have you found out about A'Du?"

Liang Wan nodded: "I found it."

I said, "Where is the other person? Where is Feng Bishu?"

Liang Wan scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "Let's talk about Feng Bishu first... When you were listening to the book, he... actually helped me all the time."

Always doing you a favor?

I was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized: "You, are you talking about... that deaf-mute guy?"

Liang Wan said with a smile: "I helped him change his appearance. He is good at pretending to be dumb. I also think the story you told...is very interesting."

……Depend on.

So I was just...

In front of my cute CP, did you talk about their little yellow text! ?

The author has something to say:

The ending of the last chapter was changed a bit. Originally, the ending was focused on the issue of enmity. There was no hug. Wrote in more detail XD Thank you for waiting