I will die the day I want to die

Xie Zhong took me to eat hot pot at lunch. I have to say, if this man is really willing to give me a candy, it would be so sweet that I would burst into tears. I wish I could grab the ground with my head and tell the whole world that he likes me. likes me he likes me.

The rational villain and the emotional villain in my mind began to fight again, and I watched the battle from the sidelines, kicking the emotional villain from time to time to wake him up, and some of his movements were shattered by Xie Ji's eyes looking over in his free time.

Disaster, what the hell is blue-faced disaster.

Angrily, I kicked the sensible villain away, and took the bowl to pick up the meatballs Xie Ji made for me, my heart was so beautiful that colorful bubbles almost popped out.

Probably too happy, Xie Ji looked at me with a smile on his chin and said, "You smile so happily."

The hot pot restaurant's light was slightly warm and light yellow, reflecting on Xie Ji's slightly drooping eyelashes, as if a layer of light had passed through, making his vague face shrouded in white air extraordinarily gentle.I don’t know if it’s because my rational villain was kicked away by me, but when I looked at him like this, my heart was about to melt, sticky and soft into a ball, I thought, if someone presses the ten-thousand-year iceberg in my heart At this moment, it will turn into warm water like my heart.

I love him, I love him so much.

I even felt very happy just because he gave me a candy, effusive and overjoyed.

I'm so mean, but I really love him.

"I've always had a good laugh." I took a sip of the drink, and he glanced at him in disapproval, saying in disapproval, "Scientific studies have proven that drinking too much of this stuff can cause impotence."

"..." I choked on a mouthful of Coca-Cola, neither spit nor spit it out, looked at him resentfully, and swallowed it, "What's wrong with impotence? Are you afraid that I won't be able to get hard?"

He quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Of course not, even if it will..." He glanced down, paused, and said: "And if I get hard, you will be comfortable anyway."

“……………………………………………………………………” What kind of hooligans are you playing in a hot pot restaurant, stinky hooligans!

I’m too lazy to drive the train with him in public, and I ate it with my head buried. He didn’t feel annoyed when I ignored him. He doesn’t like hot pot, so he just owes Dongfeng when everything is ready. He doesn't love, he meddles in everything, he is the one who is unhappy, and he is also the one who makes people unhappy.

He just looked at me, I buried my head in eating, I couldn't see what he was doing, I could only feel his gaze flowing around me, I didn't care about anything, I ate a hot pot to my heart's content.

When I finished eating and looked up, he just put the mobile phone in his hand into his pocket, then wiped the corner of my mouth with a tissue, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to pay the bill, you can wait for me in the car."

I listened to his words and walked out, and stopped when I passed the glass window, and looked at his back, which was similar to the back that pushed me down the stairs half a year ago, tall and straight, but it was winter, and he was wearing a gray slim-fitting thermal windbreaker , with a long body and broad shoulders, it looks extraordinarily suave.

I couldn't help but stared at it for a long time, and walked away quickly when he turned around. I should have been happy in my heart, but I always felt that something was missing, melancholy and depressed, I didn't know what else I wanted, I was really greedy.

In the afternoon, he accompanied me to Jintan Temple. I went in with the reserved number. He wanted to follow in but was blocked by the monk next to me. I was amused, and waved my hand and said that I would come out in a while, and she was waiting for me outside. just fine.He was silent for a few seconds before nodding, and sat under the big tree beside him.

I wondered why the man would be angry if he had to sit under a tree as the car was not far away.But it's not ugly looking at his face, forget it, let him go.

I stopped and walked all the way, and when I saw something new, I wanted to take pictures and send it to him. He couldn't read every one of them. I was so tired that I replied: When will it come out?

I was standing under a big ginkgo tree in front of Jintan Temple. There were golden ginkgo leaves all over the ground, part of which was dusted and covered by more fallen leaves, which was very beautiful.I held up my mobile phone and took a photo with the tree as the background and sent it to him, as if to tell him to shut up. Sure enough, he couldn't read it back, probably because the selfie I sent was so ugly that he didn't want to talk.

I found a little master and asked where the Xunluo master who looked at me last time is now, the little master was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly asked: "The benefactor... have you asked my master for calculation?"

"Yeah." His reaction was very strange, and I couldn't help but add, "It was just ten years ago."

"Then why did the benefactor come this time?" The little master bowed slightly to me.

I looked at him and didn't know how to express the confusion in my heart for a while, so I just smiled softly.

"If you don't want to say it, the benefactor must already have the answer in his heart."

I was silent, not knowing what answer I had in my mind. I turned my head and glanced at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, and sighed, "Ten years ago, Master Xun Luo said that as long as I can see my feelings clearly, I will suddenly see the light and live to be 80 years old." It's not a problem. Now that I'm sick, I thought about it, maybe it's because I really can't see this feeling clearly, so I want to ask, what should I do."

After hearing what I said, the little master hesitated to speak, and said hesitantly: "...Actually, my master doesn't know how to read faces, and the master uncles never let him come out to deceive people. Later, I followed the master and found out that he really doesn't know how to read." Yes, it's just that occasionally he dreams about something, and the next day he will talk nonsense when he meets the person in the dream, the benefactor doesn't need to care about it."

"..."

The little master probably saw that my face was really ugly, so he moved closer to me as if mustering up his courage, and said in a low voice: "But, my master's dreams are all real. If he said that you can live to be 80 years old, then you can."

"...Isn't there a premise?" I asked with a frown.

The little master stretched out his hand in front of me, "Let me take a look."

I had no choice but to put my hand in his, and he looked at my face for a while, then suddenly smiled lightly and said, "Will it be very happy?"

Comfort me?I glanced at him suspiciously.

He had no choice but to lower his head slightly and bowed to me, "It's true, the donor gives more blessings than receives blessings, and the rest of his life should be free from worries."

I had no choice but to nod my head. I took it seriously once someone lied to me. I'm not really an idiot. With my disease, how carefree can I be?

Saying goodbye to the little master, I bought a jade pendant in the prayer hall beside me, put it in my pocket casually, and then strolled out.

Before I came here, I was full of confidence, but when I went back, I was depressed. It was really a turnaround. As soon as I stepped out of the threshold, Xie Ji walked up to me. I pulled out the jade pendant and put it in his hand, and he followed me step by step.

"What?" he asked, opening the car door for me.

I sat in and slumped on the seat weakly, "...I'm such an idiot."

He started the car, smiled, "Yeah."

I glared at him, collapsed back again, and muttered in a low voice: "...I really want... to live to be 80 years old."

He didn't speak this time, just looked at me.

I raised my hand to block the dazzling gaze, and whispered: "I will always remember you."

I don't know if he heard it or not, anyway I spoke in a very low voice, I wanted him to hear it but didn't want to, I was afraid that he would be sad if he really liked me this time, and I was afraid that he was lying to me and didn't care at all.

I sat all the way in the car in a drowsy state, sleepy and helpless, I felt like someone kissed me in a trance, and whispered like me: "...I will love you, remember you, and be with you Live and die together."

He spoke very softly, as if he was afraid that I would hear it, but I still heard it!

It's a pity that I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open, and my headache was like the buzzing of a broken exhaust fan. I could only pray in my heart that it was real and not a dream.

...If it is a dream, let me die in this dream.

How I wish he could love me, even in a dream.