little bitch

33.

Zhang Lun's ears turned red.Zhong Sen almost made it clear that he couldn't pretend to be confused.

"Hmm." Zhang Lun insisted on changing the topic of Zhong Sen with a shy face.

"I like you."

Zhong Sen's lips were pressed against Zhang Lun's ears, and the wet steam scalded his ears.

"I like you."

Zhang Lun felt uncomfortable all over his body, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"I want you to dare to trust me."

Zhong Sen lowered his head slightly, resting his chin on Zhang Lun's thin shoulders.Zhang Lun is like an overcooked prawn.Zhong Sen smiled.

"You always pretend you didn't hear, do you want to hear my confession a few more times?" Zhong Sen whispered, speaking vaguely, as if reciting a spell, "I like your ordinary appearance, and I like you making- When you are in love, you have a pitiful appearance of being reluctant to invest and forbear, and I also like your always deliberately cold and indifferent attitude towards me. You and I are both people who are not good at expressing. When we are with you, I have a very happy life. Comfortable."

Zhong Sen has indeed done enough.Zhang Lun really couldn't choose.

"I..." Zhang Lun finally uttered the second word, but Zhong Sen was determined not to give him a chance to speak.

"If you died early, wouldn't I be more happy, your whole life was easily taken by me. You don't need to worry about me. What you worry about is not a problem here. Zhang Lun, what you should think about is not how to hide How should I obey myself. No matter how thick my skin is, if I don’t get any reply from you, will I still sit by your side now? "

"Zhang Lun, I'm one or two years younger than you, but I'm not a child. Speaking of worldly sophistication, I was born into a businessman's family, so I'm much more practical than you."

Zhong Sen blocked Zhang Lun's way.Zhang Lun shook his shoulders and said nothing, his eyes were full of tears.

"Zhong Sen, I'm not moved by you." Zhang Lun tried his best to speak clearly, so he spoke every word very slowly, "I'm... afraid of death."

"People will always die." Zhong Sen straightened up and pulled Zhang Lun into his arms. Zhang Lun's body seemed a little stiff, but after all, he did not show any resistance on the surface.

The plane just flew above the clouds, and the scenery outside the window is something you can't usually see.Clouds are nothing more than a mixture of water vapor and dust. Seen from a close distance, they do not have the beauty of a distant view, but from a distance, they seem to be surrounded by smog in the land of immortals.Zhong Sen poked Zhang Lun and pointed out the window.

"Is it nice?"

Zhang Lun nodded without turning his head.

Zhong Sen pointed to himself, "You are going to die. Every flower, grass, and tree will fall into your eyes, and the scenery will be different. Looking at me now, don't you look more handsome and tall than usual?"

Zhong Sen was outspoken and did not avoid Zhang Lun's heart trouble, but Zhang Lun felt that his heart was not so uncomfortable.Zhong Sen buried himself on his shoulder as if acting like a spoiled child.

"Zhang Lun, you have to learn to cherish me."

Zhang Lun was startled, he loosened his fists and closed them again, finally wrapping them around Zhong Sen's waist.Originally, it was impossible for Zhong Sen to untie his knot in a few words, but the approaching death paved the way for him.Dare to do what I dare not do, and the original struggle and hesitation have become childish and ridiculous.

As for him, at least during the incubation period, his life would be unhindered.At this point, Zhang Lun had to say that he was lucky.

The author has something to say: When I write emotional dramas, I am hypocritical, and I feel a little stuck in the dialogue... This article actually has no plot. . . . .