I've been in love with reason for three years

When they met, Zhou Zekai agreed without saying anything, and didn't ask why.

There were only a few sporadic meetings left in January. Although Yu Wenzhou didn't say anything on the surface, Zhou Zekai's changes could be clearly felt. After all, Zhou Zekai would not hide it.

Zhou Zekai would not touch him if he could, and although he was still used to holding an umbrella for him and handing him a pair of chopsticks, Yu Wenzhou knew that Zhou Zekai had withdrawn his sharpness, and suddenly became less aggressive.

Yu Wenzhou didn't know why, and he didn't know if all this was good. He was just glad that he finally had some gaps, that Zhou Zekai didn't drag him into bed for the second time, and that he wasn't depleted of those precious things again.

In fact, Yu Wenzhou was also helpless, meeting Zhou Zekai at such a late hour.

He had just ended a long and deep relationship, while Zhou Zekai's long and deep love had just begun.They were unequal from beginning to end, but they hoped that both of them would go without reservation and hindrance.

But it's not that easy.

Yu Wenzhou also had times of being unscrupulous, and also had the peace of mind of suddenly pretending to be the whole world, and even more self-righteous and did not know how to stop going forward.But that is all in the past, and the loose ashes left behind are fleeting, the past is forgotten, but the feedback left behind is irrevocable.

Yu Wenzhou at this time is not the same as Zhou Zekai at this time.

Yu Wenzhou was cautious, while Zhou Zekai was reckless.Just like Yu Wenzhou standing on the top of a tall building and Zhou Zekai standing at the end of the street, one of them is extremely tall and the other is extremely far away.

It's not that Yu Wenzhou doesn't want to return to the way he used to be, but unfortunately he really can't do it.

He can sit quietly and wait for his mouth to be filled with Zhou Zekai's wine, but it's not a day or two.

That day, Yu Wenzhou was doing his glory routine, and when February passed and the league resumed, it happened to be Zhou Zekai's turn.

Yu Wenzhou was operating in his hands, his mind was quite confused, he was a little bit like taking a step, but he was thinking about whether he should stop early and not waste any more time.

When the phone rang, Yu Wenzhou took off the earphones and stopped the game, and smiled habitually when the phone was connected.

Yu Wenzhou heard Zhou Zekai whisper with difficulty: I won't go.

Yu Wenzhou was taken aback.

Zhou Zekai said again: You don't have to care about me so much.

As if grabbing Yu Wenzhou's irresistible force, he yanked violently until his feet were emptied.As soon as he found the foot and tried to struggle out, he was pressed hard into a warm and soft abyss again.

Yu Wenzhou sank again and again, it was useless to struggle, it was useless to escape, he couldn't move his limbs, his whole body was wrapped in warmth and pain.

Yu Wenzhou had nothing but surprise.

Zhou Zekai saw it.

Zhou Zekai saw it.Seeing his inertia and perfunctory, seeing through his difficulty in walking.

At this time, the shock in his heart was even greater than all the threads of encroachment in the past. Those small and forceful pieces squeezed into his heart suddenly surged like a river, and his whole body was almost instantly filled.

No need for him to speak.Zhou Zekai had already seen through him.

Yu Wenzhou received a text message from Zhou Zekai a few hours later.

The text message is short: GG.

But Yu Wenzhou's mood was complicated and he didn't know what kind of expression would be most suitable on his face. He was brutally killed by his natural enemy again, and his heart was numb as if he had been pressed hard and given an injection.

Zhou Zekai finally saw that he liked apples, so he quietly handed one over with a warm, innocent and clean smile.

Yu Wenzhou surrendered almost instantly.

Once Zhou Zekai appeared at the wrong time, but now Zhou Zekai appeared at the right time.Yu Wenzhou didn't even guess exactly once in every move, who was being played, but Yu Wenzhou felt that he was being played.

The one who throws out his feelings first loses, but Yu Wenzhou, who puts his feelings into his heart, loses even more tragically.

He couldn't describe everything right now.

But day and night, the river is exhausted.

With a GG, Zhou Zekai handed over all the rights.

Yu Wenzhou knew what Zhou Zekai meant: You are more important than everything else, nothing more.

Yu Wenzhou sat in front of the computer that day, played the sharpshooter trumpet into the arena and got cramps in his hands.

Accompanied by pain in the wrist and numbness in the fingertips came a blood red that slowly faded away, Yu Wenzhou could only use his superficial calm to try his best to suppress the joy and emotion that swept up.He sprinkled all his emotions on the keyboard and mouse, and the rhythm he typed was chaotic.

Later, he turned off the computer and leaned against the back of the chair, looking up at the ceiling, doing manual exercises slowly and in a daze.

The day-to-day struggles have completely died down, blending into a piece of endless ease and relief.

They didn't see each other again for a long few months, they just chatted through text messages and made irregular phone calls.

Yu Wenzhou admitted that he deliberately dragged on the time for such a long time, as a kind of consumption and a new habit.

It took Yu Wenzhou three months to finally accept such a clear fact that some things have taken root and cannot be dug away and cannot be replaced.

It's not about dependence. The dependence is too thin to be placed here this time.

Yu Wenzhou just didn't give up and wanted to get back all the lost things, including the enthusiasm of stalking and the stubbornness of no one but you.But it didn't work out.

The lost things were not found, but Yu Wenzhou lost even more things, such as the habitual gentleness wrapped in a layer or the deadly accommodating engraved in the bone marrow.

Yu Wenzhou could almost see those things that were smooth on the outside and thorny on the inside gradually peeling off, revealing the light and truth that had been hidden for a long time.

Yu Wenzhou said "try" at the beginning of everything, and now he's back from trying, with a hand full of unexpected spoils.

The real self, the real Zhou Zekai, the growing love, and the one person who cannot be lost.

Everything came like warm water spreading, with a delicate sense of itching, Yu Wenzhou was sure that everything was not just a simple story, but a truly undeniable period of life.

There is no fake I like it, only the real one I don't want.

Yu Wenzhou went to watch the finals.

He entered the arena with a peaceful heart, and finally came out not so calmly. Yu Wenzhou was sitting in front, back, left, and left were all Tyranny fans. They were quiet and at a loss when Samsara won.

Yu Wenzhou once again saw Zhou Zekai who won the championship. He was still easy to see in the crowd, holding the championship trophy, his whole body glowing, and he obviously panicked when he said the winning words. The expression is serious and the words are true.

Yu Wenzhou suddenly felt that Zhou Zekai and himself were two almost opposite lives.But no one dared to ignore Yu Wenzhou's tenacity, from being labeled as hand disabled to now serving as Blue Rain's captain.

Yu Wenzhou knew that he was also stubborn, but he was all stubborn on himself.He seriously thought about whether he needed to separate out some of this terribly strong stubbornness, such as Zhou Zekai.

Yu Wenzhou came out with a large group of people, found a hidden corner and stood there, waited for about twenty minutes, the Samsara team came out, Zhou Zekai was at the end, when he saw Yu Wenzhou, he was obviously taken aback, and he completely forgot action.

Yu Wenzhou thought this reaction was interesting. Zhou Zekai had never seen Yu Wenzhou's sudden attack. He liked it so much at the time, but now he was attacked and he really couldn't resist it.

Yu Wenzhou smiled and walked over to give him a hug, and said softly: Congratulations on winning the championship.

The feedback came back in an instant, and Zhou Zekai's arm tightened tightly, firmly stuck on Yu Wenzhou's chest, and he couldn't break free.

Yu Wenzhou followed him back to the Samsara Club, and was fortunate to see the tradition of spraying beer in Samsara. Yu Wenzhou was actually wondering why he didn't spray champagne, and what was the trouble with spraying beer, so he really asked Zhou Zekai, and Zhou Zekai replied: "It has characteristics."

Yu Wenzhou immediately understood that everyone likes champagne, but only beer is unique in Samsara.

Zhou Zekai was still the same Zhou Zekai, showing his emotions and anger, and he didn't hide it from everyone. Unfortunately, only Yu Wenzhou could make his emotions fluctuate and his expression complicated. He didn't look like that Zhou Zekai at all.

Yu Wenzhou was still the same Yu Wenzhou, so soft and perfect that he didn't have any edges and corners, but standing in front of Zhou Zekai, he became lazy and careless, and when he was tired, he learned to stop doing anything.

That day Yu Wenzhou was dragged along a long corridor by Zhou Zekai.

Yu Wenzhou is really helpless, you are happy to win the championship, why are you driving me crazy, the champion is not me, so poke me where it hurts.

But Zhou Zekai is just happy, he can be happy if he wants to be happy, or he just wants to pull you, don't care about you.

This made Yu Wenzhou unable to do anything.

The incandescent lamps on the ceiling flickered nervously, the long and deep corridor seemed to have no end, Zhou Zekai smelled of alcohol, and his eyes were not hidden when he smiled.

Yu Wenzhou looked at him for a long while and could only laugh helplessly.

good good good.In fact, he was really happy, Yu Wenzhou admitted that laughter is contagious, like a good mood all day long.

Later, they stayed in Q City for a few more days. This was the first time that the two of them had spent so long playing outside together.

The two of them were sleeping on the same bed, and Yu Wenzhou found himself helplessly insomnia.

He was sticking to one side of the bed, and Zhou Zekai was sticking to the other side. There was a long distance between them. He knew that Zhou Zekai meant to make him feel at ease, but Yu Wenzhou still couldn't sleep.The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything clearly when I opened my eyes.Yu Wenzhou was also afraid of waking up Zhou Zekai by making a noise, so he could only count sheep while lying on his side with his eyes closed.

When counting to more than 400, Zhou Zekai turned over on his side, Yu Wenzhou didn't care, and was wrapped in his arms after two seconds.Yu Wenzhou froze, but did not move. He listened carefully to Zhou Zekai's long cry.