The daily life of the Analects and Tao Te Ching

April 7

sunny

In the past few days, I have been inseparable from Kong Lun, and the relationship is much closer than before.

At least every day when he goes out, I know where he has gone, and I won't be embarrassed when we are in the same room.

But isn't it the same with friends?

If I hadn't heard Kong Lun express clearly that he likes me that day, I would even think this is just a hopeless unrequited love.

Obviously before, there would be some little ambiguity from time to time...

I lay on the sofa and looked at the ceiling with a long sigh.

Being in love is hard work.

Although it is not that there is no gain in swimming, but that is mainly because I am shameless!As long as I behave a little more reserved, I will definitely not taste any sweetness.

I suddenly thought of what Confucius said before.

Although I always thought that I was the one who took the initiative to attack, it was Kong Lun who secretly organized and planned all this.

It was he who proposed to take a vacation in the 21st century, and now he is the one who found the rented house, including going for a swim. If you think about it this way, am I a little too passive?

I assumed that Kong Lun was across from me at this moment, and tried to come up with some interesting activities.

It's not like he doesn't have any ideas in his heart, but it's extremely difficult to say them out.

Let's play together!

Just five words seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and they couldn't get out when they were pressed on the tongue.

"Actually, lying at home with salted fish is pretty good, at least it's quiet and comfortable." I muttered to myself.

The leaves outside the window are exposed to the sunlight, and the pieces are crystal clear and emerald green, and the chirping of birds comes from my ears, which seems to persuade me to go out for a walk while the weather is better.

Kong Lun likes this kind of sunny weather very much. He always said that seeing such a bright sun will make his mood better.

In comparison, I prefer cloudy and rainy weather, especially lying in bed, listening to the sound of rainwater beating on the slate, and feeling the cool breeze mixed with water vapor, it is extremely comfortable.

From a certain point of view, our two personalities are completely different, and it is difficult to get along even as ordinary friends, but we have fallen in love with each other.

This is probably the legendary trick of fortune, right?

I suddenly thought of my military division on Weibo. Since the hot pot restaurant incident, I have never been online again, and I don't know what suggestions those guys can give me for the predicament I am facing now.

Thinking of this, I picked up the phone next to me and logged on to Weibo.

I really don't know if I don't read it. I was shocked when I saw it. The number of comments has become "99+", and there are countless private messages.

I flipped through it briefly, and there were various contents, but most of them were concerned with the development of the relationship between me and Kong Lun.

If you think about it carefully, it is not without reason that they have such a heated discussion.

Before the hot pot restaurant incident, I had to go to Weibo to discuss with them when I encountered any troubles. They even helped me choose the clothes to wear to the Lantern Festival.

However, so many things have happened in the past few days, but I have not revealed the slightest word. Some people even speculate that after I was rejected for courtship, I couldn't think about it for a while and passed away.

There are not many people who agree with this point of view, and many people even took my non-response to private messages as an example and lit candles for me in the comment area.

[Think about it on the bright side, maybe the blogger has started a new relationship? 】

There are also many supporters of this view.

Most people yearn for a happy ending in their hearts. In their view, as long as their lives are still alive, everything may turn around.

[Perhaps the blogger went to accumulate original funds, and next time he will return as the overlord. 】

I went online to find out what a boss is.

To be honest, I don't think this is a compliment, but the tone of that person's speech seems to be complimenting me.

Things like buzzwords are really getting more and more difficult to understand.

In addition to these, there are all kinds of miscellaneous theories on the Internet, which seem to be more ups and downs than the stories told by storytellers.

There are also people who write their own brain holes into novels, but in them I was portrayed as a sick and delicate image, and many people actually agreed with this setting.

What does sickly mean?At first I thought it was weak and delicate. Although I didn't quite agree with it, I didn't really object to it either.

But after reading that story, I always felt something was wrong there.

Is there any deviation in my understanding of sickness?This is a complete psychopath!

I searched the Internet for the meaning of Bingjiao, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Did I do something that misunderstood them, or did I say something that misunderstood them?

The following example in this story is that I treat my mobile phone like a young lady, and I also praise the mobile phone for its super gentle personality, and I will patiently answer no matter what kind of questions I ask.

Is this a problem?

In the beginning, my mobile phone was indeed the voice of a young girl, but one day I didn't know what button I accidentally touched, and "she" suddenly became "he".

I thought the phone was too tired, so I left it alone for several days, but the soft and sweet voice from the phone never came back, it was obviously the same tone, but it was replaced by the voice of a rough man.

After turning into a male voice, its service attitude has also deteriorated, and it often answers questions that are not relevant.

In this way, after having the Weibo Army Division, I gradually put aside the voice assistant.

I scrolled down, hoping to find more intuitive examples, but what they said was either false or distorted, and it had nothing to do with me in reality.

"It's not me, I don't admit it." I replied under that Weibo.

It may be because of the system settings. When I returned to the homepage, I suddenly found that the story was forwarded to my Weibo.

As the saying goes, one stone can stir up a thousand waves. Since I haven't seen each other for a long time, they are very excited when they see a new update on my Weibo.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!It was turned over! 】

[QUQ is envious... I also want to be flopped. 】

[The blogger is still alive!The blogger is alive!The blogger is alive! (Say important things three times!)]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, where have you been all this time?Do you know that we are very worried about you QAQ]

[The explanation is to cover up, and the cover-up is the truth. There is a sick and delicate soul under the appearance of the blogger Sand Sculpture. The identification is complete. 】

Looking at the ever-increasing comments, I feel warm in my heart.

I have never met them before, only had a little communication on the Internet, I don't even know who they are, but they really care about me.

There is no any interest relationship, just a simple expression of concern...

I want to share with them the joy of my successful confession, but I don't know how to tell them.

Just say we're together?It seems a bit too simple, and those guys will definitely say that there is no picture and no truth, let me show them the evidence.

But how do I prove this kind of thing?

Back then when Kong Lun suddenly said he liked me, I didn't have time to leave any proof...

I decided to check on the Internet how other people announced their love affairs, but unexpectedly unlocked the Daquan of Love Talks by accident.

Are people confessing this much fun these days?

[Finally there is a cabbage that makes me arch]

They all say "good cabbage is made by pigs", is this person saying that he is a pig?

Thinking of this, I shook my head slightly.

Although this statement is quite interesting, but let me call myself a pig in order to announce the relationship?This is really not an easy thing to do.

If I am a pig, then what are other book spirits?

[Even if a blind fortune teller says we don't match, it's you. 】

This sentence sounds very romantic, but fortune-telling is inseparable from the I Ching gossip... If I let the "I Ching" know, he will definitely make fun of me about it!not right...not right...

[Finally squatting down to a blind man. 】

Hmm... I know this is a self-deprecating statement, but Kong Lun has liked me for a long time, could it be that he has been blind for a long time?

It is no wonder that the development of Confucianism in later generations became more and more strange. It turned out that their leaders were blindly wandering in the wrong direction (funny, jpg).

But if I really said that, Kong Lun would probably be unhappy, right?

As the book spirit of "The Analects of Confucius", he may feel that I am laughing at him.

If it is small, it is a small interest between lovers, and if it is large, it may involve the opposition of two schools of thought!

[I finally don’t need to cover myself with a thick quilt to sleep in winter. 】

Is this... the meaning of sleeping together?

I imagined the scene of sleeping with Kong Lun in my arms at night, and my cheeks felt a little hot.

I like this sentence very much, and I look forward to it becoming a reality, but if I send it out like this, will people think I am shameless?

As the book spirit of "Tao Te Ching", I think it's better for me to pay attention to my image.

【Half price for the second cup is finally no need to settle by yourself! 】

I know that the second cup is half price, but before I express my heart to Kong Lun, he will also accompany me to participate in the second cup half price event...

Wait, did I express my heart to him at the beginning?

I recalled it carefully, as if I hadn't had time to say anything at the time, he immediately kissed me and expressed his confession to me first.

In other words, he should have confessed to me that day, and I haven't confessed to him yet.

Although this matter is not that important, if there is no confession, I always feel a little regretful.

Do you want to find a chance to confess to him once?

Although I have experienced it once, when I think of the word "confession", my heart beats like a drum every minute, and my mind goes blank.

I reached out and touched my face, and it was really hot.

When I was at the swimming pool, I obviously made up all kinds of flirty talk, why did I feel shy when I was alone?

I think I belong to the kind of players who perform better on the spot.

Different from "The Analects of Confucius", the writing process of "Tao Te Ching" is not only based on accumulation, but also on the spot.

The "Historical Records" records the process of writing the "Tao Te Ching" in this way: "(Lao Tzu) lived in Zhou for a long time, and when he saw the decline of Zhou, he went away. At the pass, Guan (Ling) Yin Xi said: "The son will hide and force I wrote a book for me, so Laozi said five thousand words about morality and went away, but I don’t know how to end.”

This also means that Lao Tzu didn't plan to write a book at the beginning, but couldn't help Yin Xi's soft-heartedness, so he reluctantly wrote the "Tao Te Ching", which unexpectedly became a classic handed down from generation to generation.

What is this if it's not improvisation?

However, although I am very confident in my ability to perform on the spot, I dare not completely rely on such an important thing as confession.

What if after seeing Confucius Theory, I am too nervous to express myself?

After thinking about it again and again, I had no choice but to turn to the almighty Weibo military division again and ask them if they had any good suggestions on this.

[Oh my god! ! !It turned out to be toilet PLAY! 】

【Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow】

[I didn't expect the blogger to look serious on the surface, but... tsk tsk tsk, people can't be judged by appearances. 】

[Why do you wear the clothes of Pinru? 】

I think they seem to have misunderstood something, but I don't know how to explain it.

"Things are not what you imagined." I said.

I was supposed to confess my love that day, but Kong Lun preempted it, and then I realized that I had entered the wrong toilet, so I forgot about it.

Confession should be a very romantic thing, right?

Although I didn't succeed last time, I will definitely move him when I confess this time!

I asked them if they had any good suggestions, and everyone had different opinions. For a while, I couldn't tell which people were sincerely offering suggestions and which ones were just teasing me.

[Just throw it down (~￣▽￣)~ There is nothing that cannot be solved once!If so, fuck until he takes it! 】

This suggestion has a lot of likes, but I don’t think it’s reliable.

If sex can solve the problem, isn't the relationship between the client and the prostitute stronger than gold?

Everyone talks about love, I feel that this kind of thing still depends on the communication between the two parties.

To give the most obvious example, Kong Lun liked me for so long, but he kept silent, and I didn't know about it until recently.

If I knew that he liked me earlier, I guess we would have been together long ago.

[He already confessed his love to you, do you need to confess it again? 】

There are also many people who seconded this comment, and many people think that I am superfluous.They said that life is all about firewood, rice, oil and salt, and you can't think about these fringe things all day long. It is the last word to support each other to live the rest of your life.

The rest of my life...

If human civilization has always been there, the rest of our lives may be as long as thousands of years.On the contrary, if one day everyone decides to abandon us, we may be annihilated in the blink of an eye.

Whether it is long or short, there is always no regret in leaving some good memories.

Thousands of years later, when we recall today’s events, it’s like when I told him that under the cherry tree that day, we gathered together to drink and have fun. Although things are different, those good things will always remain in our hearts.

Closer to home, probably due to the strength of the number of people, I quickly collected a lot of good ideas.

Some people say that since they want to carefully plan their confession, they should be more vigorous and show their love boldly in the places where the other party often goes.

This idea cannot be said to be bad, but from a certain point of view, it is not suitable for me and Kong Lun.

First of all, showing love in public is bound to attract crowds of spectators, and after I came to the 21st century, the most annoying thing is being surrounded by people!

Secondly, Kong Lun looks cheerful at first glance, but he is a Confucian scholar in his heart. If he is really so high-profile, what if he becomes angry and ignores me?

Others talked about going out to dinner together and hiding the ring in dessert.

Hmm... This episode always feels familiar. It seems that I have read similar news reports that I accidentally swallowed the ring in my stomach.

It was originally a romantic confession, so it would be bad if there were some surprises.

Kong Lun sent me a message, telling me he would be home in half an hour.

What can you prepare in half an hour?I lay on the sofa and didn't want to move.

At this moment, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a disposable paper cup next to the sofa.

He bought it on a whim when the supermarket had a discount.At that time, I also asked him, what is the use of buying so many paper cups because there are no visitors at home.

"Since I bought it back, it must be useful when it is available." This is how he replied at the time.

I looked at those paper cups and suddenly had an idea in my heart.

It is said that connecting a rope between two paper cups can create the feeling of whispering in the ear even if they are far apart.

If I'm in one room and he's in another, and we don't see each other, will it be easier to say something?

I found a tutorial online and tried to make it.

When Kong Lun came back, he was stunned when he saw the things on the table.

"Have you been into crafting lately?" he asked.

"Hmm... that's it."

The mug communicators weren't quite ready yet, but he had found them.

"What is this? Postmodern art?" he asked.

I briefly explained the principle of the cup communicator to him. He pondered for a moment and said, "If you want to communicate with people far away, wouldn't it be much more convenient to use the phone?"

Seriously, I hadn't thought about calling at all until he mentioned it.It was as if the original function of the phone disappeared from my brain at that moment.

"These two are not the same!" I insisted.

"What's different? Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the phone is more convenient." Kong Lun laughed, "But as a work of art... it's not bad."

How could it not be so bad?This thing is not a work of art at all!

I calmed down and explained: "When you make a call, you don't know where the other party is, but with this device, you can clearly know that the other party is on the other end of the line, but you can't see each other temporarily."

I always firmly believe that although the phone is more convenient, this thing is more suitable for confession.

"That's it...it seems very reasonable." He murmured.

Seeing that he was convinced, I struck while the iron was hot and invited him to try the effect of this thing.

"Eh? Can I try it?" He looked a little surprised, as if he didn't believe that this simple thing could produce such a magical effect.

"I can make the writing on the wall fly out, what else can't I do?" I said.

"I can do it too, as long as the writing on the wall is the content of "The Analects of Confucius." He laughed.

Anyway, he finally agreed to cooperate with me.

I made him stand far away until I could straighten the line between the two cups.

After everything was ready, I looked at the cup in my hand and could almost hear my heart beating.

"Kong Lun, can you hear me?" I deliberately lowered my voice and whispered into the cup.

He looked excited and nodded vigorously at me.

I pointed to the cup in my hand and asked him to tell me through the cup.

"I can hear you." He also lowered his voice.

They are obviously far apart, but they seem to be whispering.

For some reason, I obviously didn't do anything special, and I didn't even say the words of confession, but there was a feeling called "happiness" in my heart.

"Kong Lun, I have something important to tell you, very important thing." I said.

After a pause, I took a deep breath and said, "I like you."

I don't know if he heard the last sentence, because he didn't put the cup to his ear.

Really... It's very important to tell him, why don't you listen carefully?

April 7

sunny

I don't know if Kong Lun heard my confession yesterday. I tried to ask today, but he seemed to be hesitating, which made it difficult for me to continue asking.

If he didn't hear it, he should be curious about the important thing I said, right?

But if he heard it, what kind of reaction would he have!

He...should like me, right?

For some reason, I began to shake this perception.

What if Kong Lun doesn't like me anymore?

If someone else is looking for an answer to this question from me, I will definitely advise them to get together and break up, to save some face for each other, and there is no need to stalk them to death.

But when this matter fell on my head, I found that the so-called good get-together and good-separation is simply as difficult as heaven.

Even if he doesn't like me anymore, I may be able to avoid disturbing him, but I absolutely cannot stop loving him.

Have I done something wrong lately?

I began to fall into reflection, but I couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Any conflict does not arise in an instant, but the result of accumulation over time.

I wanted to ask Kong Lun to clarify, but he was clearly at home but the door was closed.

What is he doing in the house alone?

I quietly let go of the hand that was about to knock on the door, and lay down on the door holding my breath to eavesdrop.

The room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of chaotic footsteps.

Obviously, he is a little distraught now.

Does this have anything to do with his abnormality today?

I wondered if he was in trouble, worried and sad at the same time.

This guy hasn't said anything to me, does he think I'm not reliable enough?

I put my hand on the doorknob, and before I could take any action, I heard Kong Lun say in distress: "What should I do to make Li Dao leave temporarily?"

He wants me to leave?Why does he want me to leave?

I covered my chest with my hands, trying to make myself calm, but the sore feeling started to spread from my heart, and soon reached my head, my nose and eyes were sore.

I must be hated by him...

Maybe I shouldn't be here in the first place, so I won't like him.If our relationship stays the way it is, at least we can be a friendly nodding acquaintance.

As if all the strength in my body was drained in an instant, I sat down silently with my back against the door of his room, wrapping my arms around my knees.

Not long after, the door of the room suddenly opened.

I didn't react for a while, and my center of gravity was unsteady and I lay down in the room.

Kong Lun was obviously taken aback and asked, "Are you okay?"

I glanced at him and didn't speak.

The fall just now hurt a lot, but it hurt even more in my heart.

Obviously want me to leave, but still care about me.

It is this ambiguous attitude that gave me the illusion that he also likes me, right?

Thinking about it carefully, although Kong Lun said that he liked me that day, he didn't say what kind of liking he was.

Maybe he just wants to be my friend, but I want to be his boyfriend.

"By the way, why are you at the door of my room?" He knelt down and asked.

"I'm tired." I said, "I'm tired from walking back to the room from the living room. I'm tired, so I'll take a rest here."

"But there are only a few steps from the living room to the room..." Kong Lun said helplessly, "Are you sick?"

I don't know if I'm sick, but I do feel a little uncomfortable, especially in the eyes. It seems that as long as I blink casually, tears will rush out.

"Kong Lun." I called his name, and when I spoke, I realized that my voice was a little hoarse.

"Huh?" He looked at me, waiting for my next words.

"If one day you hate me, you must tell me." I said.

I don't know what kind of mood I was in when I said this. I thought I would be more relaxed after I finished speaking, but my mood became heavier instead.

"Well... If one day you hate me, you must tell me." Kong Lun said, "Even if you don't say it in person, you can pass a small note."

This kind of behavior should be the breakup in everyone's mouth.

Will we still be friends after breaking up?

Although I know it's impossible, I still hold such expectations in my heart.

I told Kong Lun what was in my heart, he was stunned for a while, sighed slightly, and said, "I don't know."

Think about it too, you have already experienced such an intimate relationship, if you break up, will you be willing to be just a friend of the other party?

But then again, is our current relationship really a couple?

"Kong Lun." I called him again, "Do you hate me now?"

"I don't hate it now, but if you lie on the ground and can't get up, it's hard to say." He smiled, "What's wrong with you today? It suddenly became so deep."

I don't hate it now, but I will be hated if I'm not careful... Falling in love is really a troublesome thing.

I sat up from the ground and sighed faintly.

"Are you in a bad mood today?" Kong Lun asked, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Do you want me to leave?" I asked back.

Even though he said he doesn't hate me now, the words he overheard just now stuck in my heart like a thorn.

"Leave? Why do you think I want you to leave?" He said, "The two of us came together, even if we go, we have to go together."

I don't think his expression seems to be fake. Could it be that I heard wrong just now?

I shook my head, decided to put this matter behind me for the time being, and asked him why he kept the door closed today.

"It's not like the door is closed all day, is it? It's only noon now." He said.

"Half a day is too long." I muttered, "What the hell are you doing?"

I didn't think there was anything wrong with my tone, but Kong Lun's expression became a little strange.

"Are... are you acting like a baby?" he asked.

I recalled my tone just now, my face turned red all of a sudden, and I said firmly: "No!"

Seeing that I denied it so resolutely, he showed a clear smile, reached out and stroked my head, as if smoothing the fur of a small animal.

"Well, you're not being coquettish." There was a hint of a smile in his tone.

I didn't intend to act like a baby!That tone just now was just an accident!

Why does he behave as if I want to act like a baby, but he refuses to admit it?

"I really didn't act like a baby." I repeated it again.

"Yeah." The smile in his eyes became more obvious.

I knew that I couldn't explain this matter clearly, so I simply ignored him, but I didn't expect this behavior to become shy again in Kong Lun's eyes.

"You're blushing!" he laughed.

"I'm mad at you!" I retorted.

Since just now, my mood has been ups and downs, like riding a roller coaster.

But this guy, as the culprit, was indifferent, he didn't have any intention of reflecting on himself, and even turned around to tease me!

I suddenly thought of what the Weibo military division said, and wanted to press him on the bed until he was convinced!

Speaking of the bed, I suddenly discovered that he didn't make the quilt today, which is not his usual style.

Usually, this guy would fold the quilt neatly early in the morning and put it in the cabinet.

Is he lazy today?

Thinking of how he kept the door closed today and walked around restlessly in the morning, I don't think it's that simple.

I secretly lifted the quilt while he wasn't paying attention, and found a piece of the sheet that looked wet, and at the same time, there seemed to be a familiar and indescribable smell lingering from the tip of my nose.

Kong Lun's face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and I felt a little embarrassed for no reason, so I put the quilt back carefully.

"It's okay, this is normal." I said.

It is said that a similar situation occurs in adult males, and it is not worth making a fuss at all, but this is the first time I have heard that Shuling can do the same.

But since we have to eat and drink like humans, it should be normal for such a situation to happen, right?

"Are you… like this too?" he asked.

"I..." I didn't know how to answer for a while.

To be honest, although I know what this is, I have never experienced it myself.

But seeing the shameful expression on his face, I gritted my teeth and decided to tell a little lie: "Yes, I am the same."

"Really?" He seemed a little disbelieving.

"Really." I bit the bullet and answered.

"When did it happen?" He asked again.

Is it necessary to ask such a detailed question? !

"A long time ago." I was afraid he would continue to ask, and added, "It's been so long that I have forgotten some details."

I thought my answer was perfect, but Kong Lun's expression seemed a little lonely.

"It turns out that you had someone you liked a long time ago." He murmured.

I didn't understand what he meant, so I pretended I didn't hear.

"Well...do you want me to change the sheets for you?" I asked, "It's not easy to wash when it's dry."

His complexion, which had finally returned to normal, had a tendency to turn red again, and he whispered "um".

To change the sheets, the first step is to remove the dirty sheets. I said I would help, but he insisted on doing it himself, and asked me to go to the storage room to get new bedding.

"I said this is normal, why is he still embarrassed?" I muttered in a low voice.

The changed sheets and quilt cover were placed in a relatively high place, and it took me a while to get them.

By the time I got back to the room, he had already hidden the changed sheets and quilt covers.

"Why are you hiding them? Take the time to wash them in the washing machine before the stains on them dry," I said.

He shook his head and said that he would wash it when I was not at home.

I don't understand what he's thinking, but he insists on it.

There is no way, I can only remind myself to remember to go out for some time due to business in the past two days, lest time passes too long, and even he forgets where he hides the bed sheet and quilt cover.

"By the way, why did you choose the green one?" His eyes drifted to the bed sheet in my hand, with a strange expression on his face.

"What's wrong with the green one?" I asked puzzled.

I only took this set because the position is easier to hold, but the green color is not ugly, why does he have such a reaction?

"It's okay, maybe I'm thinking too much." He shook his head, "I thought you were implying something to me."

hint?

I thought about the things that green can be associated with, nothing more than forests, grasslands, vitality...

Did he think I wanted to go outside and play?

"Actually, it feels good to play once in a while." I said.

Kong Lun's face suddenly darkened, and he said: "Li Dao, you are the spirit of the "Tao Te Ching"! Please pay attention to your words and deeds!"

"Huh?" I was a little dazed.

Can't the book spirit of "Tao Te Ching" occasionally want to play outdoors?What is the reason...

"Turning back and forth, turning to Qin and Muchu will not end well!" He said with a very serious expression.

After hearing this, I was even more confused.

Could it be that I have communicated too much with people on Weibo recently, and there has been a generation gap between me and Kong Lun?Why can I understand every word of what he said, but I can't understand it at all?

"I'm sure I won't be in a hurry." I said.

It's tiring enough to like him alone, how can I have the energy to like so many people?

"Then why did you just say 'It's nice to play once in a while'?" he asked.

"Then just pretend I didn't say it." I said, "You suddenly mentioned the hint of green, I thought you had plans for an outing."

When he heard me say that, he suddenly smiled.

"So you were talking about an outing." He smiled, "It's indeed a good proposal."

Could it be that the hint he just said was not an outing?So what else could green imply?

I developed a wealth of associations, even thinking about it when I changed the sheets, and ended up accidentally covering my head with the sheets.

"Hahahahahahaha." Kong Lun kept laughing while clutching his stomach.

It's just that he accidentally put the sheet over his head. Does he have to laugh like this?The laughing point is too low!

"Hahahahahahahaha, you hang out on the Internet every day, do you really not know what green means?" He asked.

I shook my head and asked what he meant.

"It means that Hongxing is out of the wall!" He laughed, "You took the initiative to wear green on your head, didn't you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, I threw him on the bed.

I pressed his hands and feet firmly, and said with a smile: "Trap you here, and see how you get out of the wall."

"Don't make trouble, don't you think it's too hot in summer?" He was about to struggle to get up while talking.

I told him not to move, reached out and took the remote control of the air conditioner and turned on the air conditioner.

The cool breeze blowing by feels very comfortable.

I yawned, and my eyelids gradually became a little heavy.

"Are you sleepy?" he asked.

"Hmm." I replied lazily.

He told me to go to sleep in his room, but for some reason, I want to sleep in his room today.

"Take a nap with me." I whispered in his ear.

"No, only idlers sleep at noon."

He decisively rejected my nap invitation and wanted to get up, but how could I do what he wanted?

When his arms were raised, I pressed his arms, and when his legs were raised, I pressed his legs. If half of his body sat up, I pushed him down.

"Aren't you naive!"

After being pushed down by me a few times, Kong Lun was also a little tired, so he simply lay on the bed and talked to me.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Aren't you going to push me down?" He rolled his eyes at me and said angrily, "Why do you like pushing people so much?"

It's not that I like to push people, as long as he is too easy to push.

Sometimes he would lie softly on the bed before I exerted any strength, as if he was cooperating with me on purpose.

He stood up again while I was not paying attention, but in the end he was still pushed down by me.

"Aren't you sleepy? Why don't you sleep?" he asked.

I think he is trying to change his strategy and sneak out after coaxing me.

"Taking a nap is really a very happy thing." I said, "You will know it once you experience it."

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