Oh, dear! Fish me again

The night sky is exceptionally clear tonight, and you can even see the Milky Way, which is rare.

Zhang Li's house is on a very high floor, and the bed in the bedroom faces a whole glass wall, through which one can easily see the entire night scene.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Tang Shu came out of the bathroom wearing short-sleeved pajamas.

She sat on the bed and stared at the starry sky opposite. Zhang Li pushed the door open and came in. Without saying anything, he took a hair dryer, knelt on the bed and blew her hair.

The hair dryer wasn't very loud, but Zhang Li still whispered in her ear.

"Don't you like Ning Hao?"

Tang Shu said softly, "Hmm", and answered without any emotion.

"With me, he will die."

Zhang Li nodded thoughtfully.

Just at this moment, an airplane flew overhead, with its red lights on the left and green lights on the right flashing, as if waving goodbye to the ground.

Zhang Li put down the hair dryer and still knelt behind her, combing her hair one stroke at a time.

His movements were so gentle that Tang Shu narrowed her eyes in relaxation.

Zhang Li's voice came from above his head, calm and indifferent.

"Ning Hao and I, the men who grew up in the old city, are brave enough to fight and what we fear least is death."

"Not to mention dying for you."

"He just listens to you."

*

Tang Shu looked back at him, a puzzled look on her face.

"Zhang Li, do you love me?"

"I loved you a long time ago, I thought you knew."

Tang Shu knew that this was how he answered in the text message three years ago. If it was a lie, she would not be able to complete the strategy.

but.

"Then why can you still talk about me and others so calmly?"

"Ah."

Zhang Li smiled but didn't answer.

After taking a shower, he was wearing a white T-shirt and light-colored pants, and he was incredibly clean.

Tearing off the mask of a mature gentleman when he was outside, he lowered his head slightly and chuckled, his androgynous face filled with an inexplicable charm.

So Tang Shu leaned her head back on Zhang Li's chest and raised her hand to gently stroke his face.

Zhang Li lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes filled with deep love.

As if bewitched, Tang Shu closed her eyes.

A faint chuckle emanated from the man's chest. He put his right hand around her neck and leaned over to kiss her.

...

After the kiss, Zhang Li asked her,

"Is it enough?"

He always knew that Tang Shu was being hypocritical.

*

Tang Shu smiled as obediently as before, licked her lips and pretended not to understand.

Then she asked, "Zhang Li, are you afraid of death?"

"die?"

Zhang Li held Tang Shu's hand and placed it on his left wrist.

Pinching her fingertips, gently tracing the deep scar.

"I've died a long time ago."

Three years ago, after losing Tang Shu, Zhang Li seemed to have lost the direction of his life, and his already abnormal mental state became even more out of control.

In the end, he numbly chose to die, but was restrained by an unknown force and could not die.

"Death is not scary, what is scary is not having you."

The second male lead in an old sadistic novel is paranoid, dark, gloomy and crazy.

It is reasonable to say this.

Zhang Li locked Tang Shu's eyes tightly, then slowly pushed her back to sleep on the bed.

"Shushu, I have no taboos towards you."

Kissed again.

*

Tonight seemed especially long, and Zhang Li was especially clingy.

He kissed her eyes and taught her to let her emotions run wild.

"Shushu, you can cry when you are sad."

Tang Shu could pretend to cry at any time, and her eyes were always red. But every time when she really should cry, she would suppress her emotions.

So Zhang Li said,

"I'm here to make you cry."

"what?"

"Going to college? Is that what you need?"

Tang Shu nodded and blushed.

"Don't think about anything, leave it to me."

"...Um."

"Can I leave the light on?"

".....Don't ask."

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. Open your eyes."

".."

...

What Zhang Li said was indeed right, he really made Tang Shu cry.

After venting my emotions, I felt less miserable.

*

Afterwards, he hugged Tang Shu gently and coaxed her for a long time, then got up and left the bedroom. When he came back, he brought a glass of water.

Zhang Li lifted up Tang Shu, who had no strength left in her body, held her in his arms, and put the glass to her mouth.

The voice at this time seemed to have changed, with a hoarse and magnetic tone.

"Shushu, you have lost too much water. You need to replenish it."

Tang Shu glared at him weakly and took a sip of water.

The water of suitable temperature touched the thirsty lips and immediately flowed in. A small part of it was blocked out before it could follow the mainstream and could only drip helplessly along the corners of the mouth.

The transparent water formed a crystal clear line, sliding down from the neck and about to fall onto the quilt.

Zhang Li lowered his head and leaned over to drink it all.

Most of the glass of water went into Tang Shu's mouth, and Zhang Li drank the remaining half.

"Want another drink?"

Tang Shu shook her head, too sleepy to open her eyes.

*

Zhang Li helped her smooth her long hair, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

There was only one green hair behind her left ear just now, but now it has become two.

The bright emerald green color is very dazzling, as if announcing something.

"Shushu,"

"Ok?"

"Are you in a hurry for what you came back for this time?"

"I rushed her."

Tang Shu was indeed in a hurry.

The plot has already started running, and she has to collect enough green hair before she is completely controlled by the plot.

"Zhang Li, I'm so tired... Let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

The man picked her up again and whispered in her ear,

"Then cry again."

...

*

It was already dawn when the two people in the bedroom fell asleep.

Tang Shu was extremely tired physically, but in exceptionally good spirits.

She sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, touching the three green hairs behind her ears, and watched the sun slowly rise with an expressionless face, as if she was silently transforming.

The black cat pushed the door open silently from outside and lay down at her feet.

"Finally, you look like a fairy."

The soft and sweet smile appeared on the woman's face again, but it was even more seductive and alluring than three years ago.

Tang Shu finally figured it out and decided not to be passive anymore.

Since the world wants to play serious games with her, then she'd better play it.

One, two, three, four, wait for me.