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On the day when the snow stopped, Ye Tinghe went out to participate in several interviews, and was forced to return to his childhood, playing with some children's toys.

The previous few games were very smooth, only the cheap beat me duck seemed to be at odds with him, and all the soft balls in the air gun were shot empty, but none of them shot into the duck's mouth.

The editor's hands that were about to applaud were frozen in the air, and he said haha ​​that they must have put the duck too far away, and it was definitely not a problem with Ye Tinghe's strength, and finally let him take the duck away.

One person and one duck came home, Ye Tinghe just closed the door, turned around and saw Lin Zhao leaning his head on the rocking chair in the yard to sleep. The contours show a shaggy warm texture.

Ye Tinghe put down the duck, walked over quietly, and poked Lin Zhao's face.

Lin Zhao opened his eyes and saw Ye Tinghe leaning over to look at him with a smile hidden in his pupils.

"Why sleep outside, aren't you cold?"

Lin Zhao was still in a dazed state after waking up, and didn't respond all the time. After seeing who it was, he grabbed his wrist and dragged him to his lap, leaned his head against his neck, closed his eyes and said: " How come so fast."

"It's almost evening, what's the matter?" Ye Tinghe touched the temperature of his hair, it was cold, a little freezing, he must have been sitting outside for a while.

Lin Zhao rubbed against him slightly, and then looked up at the sky above his head. The red clouds were densely covered, and it was indeed near dusk.

Ye Tinghe liked the way he raised his head to look at something, his eyes would be rounder and brighter than usual, his pupils would be tinted with clouds, and the profile of his side face seemed serious and pious for no reason, his devotion to nature, and his concentration Almost cute.

He leaned over and kissed his lips, it was chilly, like kissing a snowflake, and then he frowned and pulled him into the house, and almost dropped that cheap toy duck in the yard.

It wasn't until after dinner that he remembered to bring the hit me duck back in.For some reason, Lin Zhao's attention was attracted to this duck he didn't like.

He took the air powered gun and ended the battle with a few bang bang bangs.

Ye Tinghe stood by and watched for a while, and was bewitched by his unstoppable posture. He really believed that the reason why he missed the hit at first must be because he was too far away, and he wanted to try again.

Before the test, I had to win some prizes. I ran to Lin Zhao's side, her eyes sparkling: "If I hit one, you will love me for ten more years."

Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing, his eyelashes and eyebrows were curled together, his expression was a bit too touching.

He nodded and said yes, and stood by to watch this child surnamed Ye who suddenly became naive and serious play games, using his love as a prize.

It's a pity that the result was not as they expected. Every soft marble flew out, and Lin Zhao reached out to retrieve one after flying one. His movements were extremely fast, as if he was not shooting a gun, but teasing a cat.

The duck stuck out its tongue and laughed so nastyly.

Ye Tinghe couldn't help being a little frustrated, he still missed one, and didn't win any extra ten years.

Lin Zhao looked at him quietly for a while, then came over with the pile of balls in his arms, put them back one by one, and asked him to try again without any explanation.

Ye Tinghe glanced at Lin Zhao suspiciously, but did not say anything, and followed suit.

It's a pity that I tried again and the result was the same, and the first ball flew out.

Standing next to the duck, Lin Zhao raised his hand slightly, caught the soft yellow marble, and said clearly, "Ten years."

Ye Tinghe stared at him blankly, his hand holding the toy gun was stuck in the air.

Lin Zhao raised his chin slightly, signaling him to continue.

"ten years."

"20."

"50."

"100."

The numbers jumped more and more at the back, Ye Tinghe almost dropped the gun and gave up playing, his hand was slightly to the left, and the last ball finally went into the duck's mouth.

Lin Zhao gave a face-saving "wow", reached out and touched the top of the duck's head, and said casually, "Special award, 1000 years."

Ye Tinghe finally couldn't bear it anymore, dropped the toy gun, raised his head and asked Lin Zhao: "Are you kidding me?"

Lin Zhao didn't ask him why he said that, he approached little by little, lowered his head and kissed his slightly parted lips: "I'm coaxing you, and I'm serious."

Ye Tinghe's eyes suddenly became a little moist, like the surface of a lake in spring before the sun rises, hazy.

Lin Zhao patted his head, not letting the inexplicably sensational atmosphere stay for too long, he looked down at Ye Tinghe's pupils, thought of some possibility, and suddenly asked: "Have you become a little short-sighted recently?"

"may be."

Ye Tinghe said hesitantly, before thinking for a long time, he recalled who was the culprit who caused him to be unable to hit.

He stared at Lin Zhao, and said word by word, "I won't stay up late with you today to play games."

Lin Zhao was stunned: "Huh?"

Before he could change his mind by pestering Ye Tinghe, Lin Zhao's phone rang suddenly.

He picked up the phone and watched Ye Tinghe put the little yellow balls back into the toy gun one by one, put them away with the duck and went out.

The content of the phone call was very short, but it made his eyes a little cold, and his expression became a little complicated.

His gaze involuntarily stopped on the hit me duck, thinking about how to tell Ye Tinghe about the visit of an unexpected guest.

Lin Zhao is not a person who hates others, on the contrary, all negative emotions are very light on him, just like the mist before sunrise, which cannot stay for long.

His nature is such that he is always willing to empathize with other people's sufferings, so he doesn't hate Daisy, Alvin, or the weirdo who followed him many times many years ago.

...but this does not mean that he is still willing to meet them again.

How to treat Alvin is a question he has been thinking about since the reward was made public.

But he couldn't think of an answer, so he had to let time pass by and keep procrastinating.

It's a pity that some things won't last long, he will always have to face them.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Tinghe came over with a cup of hot milk, and the cup wall was pressed against Lin Zhao's face, it was warm.

He looked at Lin Zhao's expression and joked, "Is it so sad not to be able to play games all night?"

Lin Zhao didn't speak, he took the cup of hot milk, put it down on the round table behind him, then turned around and hugged Ye Tinghe gently.

Ye Tinghe tilted his head and saw that his lips were pursed, his displeasure was obvious, and his eyelashes like crow feathers were also trembling, as if his mood was floating due to anxiety.

He didn't know what Lin Zhao was worrying about, so he could only raise his hand to touch the back of his head, and whispered, "It's nothing, at worst, let's elope."

As long as they run a little farther away, will those people and things that entangle them disappear just because they can't see them?

The plot here is actually something I thought about ten years ago and will write it later, but the explanation given by the student with three eyes is also very good, so I hesitated and wrote it anyway, so I will mention it here.