Affectionate trapping

Chapter 24 Can You Like Me

Wen Xi thought that when Shen Yuzhou was still there, she called her to eat at home. Except for Shen Yuli, she thought he was not at home. Later, when she went to play in the back garden, she saw Shen Yuli feeding the fish.

For her, an uninvited guest who broke in suddenly, Shen Yuli looked at her with that kind of indifferent eyes, out of vigilance of the crisis, Wen Xi turned his head and left.

Suddenly a voice came from behind: "Am I scary?"

She stopped in embarrassment, turned her back to him and said, "No."

"Then you run away when you see me?"

She didn't know how to explain it, she was still in college at that time, she really didn't know how to deal with this situation, she just didn't know how to react.

Shen Yuli approached her, hearing the approaching footsteps, Wen Xi suddenly turned around, looking at him at a loss.

He smiled abruptly: "Why are you so afraid of me? I won't beat you."

Wen Xi didn't know what to say, so she changed the subject dryly: "Why didn't you go to eat just now?"

"I do not want to eat."

She didn't know what to say again, when someone called her in the distance: "Xiaoxi."

She turned her head suddenly: "I'm here!"

Then he ran away: "I'll go first."

She rushed towards the slender figure in a hurry, as if some scourge was chasing after her.

Approaching Shen Yuzhou's side, she slowed down again, turned her head subconsciously, and saw a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be stained with heavy ink, there was a deep darkness that made people flustered at a glance.

She turned her head in a panic, and met Shen Yuzhou Wenrun's eyes: "Did you meet Yuli? Did he scare you?"

She shook her head and said, "No."

"He has a bad temper, so don't argue with him."

"It's okay, meet Brother Zhou."

But that night, Wen Xi had a nightmare, dreaming of a huge mouth of the abyss, from which a pair of beautiful but terrifying eyes appeared, exactly the same as Shen Yuli's.

At this time, Wen Xi's eyes met Shen Yuli's, and that almost dusty memory suddenly surged up, as if he was in the scene, and he repeated that feeling again.

Although her heart trembled, she quickly came to her senses and said nonchalantly, "Have you finished ordering?"

"Yeah." He didn't dare to look at her again, and turned his eyes away: "Why didn't you find a book to read?"

"There are so many, I don't know what to look at."

Shen Yuli stepped forward directly: "Then let me get a copy for you."

"Okay." Looking at his figure who seemed to be eager to leave, Wen Xi felt a little stagnant in his heart.

Wen Jie asked softly, "Is he angry?"

Wen Xi frowned: "I don't know."

"Are you angry?" She said angrily, "Blame me, why discuss this with you carefully, whoever is said to see him and think of his dead brother will not be happy, right?"

"I actually didn't mean that." Wen Xi couldn't sit still thinking about Shen Yuli's thinking about those details that he had completely ignored.

He is so sensitive, he probably has to think wildly again.

She stood up: "I'll go and see."

Wen Jie nodded.

After Shen Yuli left, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and he went straight to the farthest place. Passers-by caught a glimpse of the coldness on his face and automatically moved away.

After going around a few bends, I stopped at the place behind the pillar. I subconsciously wanted to touch my trouser pocket, but I couldn't find anything.

He was so restless that he couldn't bear it, looking at the dazzling book cover in front of him, he was even more annoyed.

Until he felt a nearby gaze falling on him, he suddenly turned his head to look.

Someone was secretly filming him.

The person who took the sneak shot caught his bloodshot eyes, put away his phone in fright, said a word of embarrassment and hurried away.

Seeing that the other party was obviously frightened, Shen Yuli lowered his eyelashes and closed his eyes slightly.

While he cast aside such a self, he tried hard to pretend to be himself.

After seeing her smiling face, he was afraid of seeing her cold and annoying attitude before, so he tried his best to dress up as she liked.

The way she likes it...

It's just that every time someone said that he was like that person, he would go crazy with jealousy, and feel so sad that he couldn't stand it.

"Shen Yuli?"

He suddenly came back to his senses, hiding the emotion in his eyes: "Why are you here?"

"Are you angry?"

"No." He concealed, "I'm not angry."

Wen Xi paused, then turned to ask: "Have you found a good book?"

Shen Yuli reached out and took out a book, and handed it to her, with a low and slow tone: "This book is very beautiful, you can read it, and it is also suitable for reading when you are relaxing."

She took it over: ""Distant Sunflower Field"..."

"Well, what Li Juan wrote can be regarded as prose. She has written several books well."

Wen Xi flipped through it, stayed on a certain page, and saw a paragraph inside:

"She no longer has a fellow traveler. She has lost her way long ago. She slowly approached death and reconciled with death while she was lost.

But I only know how to drag her blindly, competing with death irresponsibly for her.

How far I am from her, I am farther from her than death is from her. "

I am farther from her than death is from her...

Her gaze was fixed, and then she raised her eyes again: "Have you finished reading?"

"finish watching."

"I like this book very much. I'll buy it. Do you have any other books to recommend?"

Shen Yuli was slightly startled, "Did you like it even before you watched it?"

"I like the sentences in this." She smiled: "Some things don't need to look deeply, you will like them at first sight, just like a bouquet, just like this book."

Shen Yuli looked at her clear pupils, and suddenly wanted to ask: What about me?can you like me
He smiled shortly: "I have it at home, I can give it to you if you like."

"I'd better buy it, and you can't ask for everything you like." She asked again: "Is there any more?"

Shen Yuli didn't say much, and took out a copy of "Winter Pasture" and handed it to her: "This one is also good-looking, written by the same author."

"Then let's start with these two books, thank you."

The two walked back, but they all walked slower at the same time.

She said slowly, "Actually, I didn't finish what I said just now."

He stopped for a while, but turned his face away, as if saying that he didn't want to hear it.

Wen Xi was amused by his reaction, and actually thought he was a little cute.

If this thought had occurred before, she would have thought she was crazy.

Regardless of his objection, she said to herself: "Sometimes when I look at you, I really think of Brother Yu Zhou."

The pace under Shen Yuli's feet quickened.

She chased after her, "But it's not that you are similar, but because you are relatives. I will think of my uncle when I see my aunt, and I will think of my aunt when I see it. Go, always think of what happened here before."

He slowed down unconsciously.

Wen Xi looked at his tense side face: "You are brothers, you look normal, but you are still very different."

He stopped completely and looked down at her: "What's the difference?"

"You really want me to tell?"

"..."

"Brother Yu Zhou is much gentler than you, he won't get angry over a little thing."

"..."

He left again.

Wen Xi laughed from behind, inexplicably feeling that this was very interesting: "Why are you still angry after I've explained it to you? You asked me to say it."

Shen Yuli gritted his teeth, what should he say, "I don't want you to think about him, no matter what the reason, don't think about him at all"?

He was afraid that she would scare her away.

　Qingqing: After finally treating you with a good attitude, you start acting, and people are willing to coax you, so be careful to kill them
　　Shen Yuli: Get lost.

　　Qingqing: every day except fuck off, only talk about fuck off

　　"She has no companions. She has lost her way. She is slowly lost in the lost way.
　　Move closer to death and slowly reconcile with death.

　　But I only know how to drag her blindly, competing with death irresponsibly for her.

　　How far I am from her, I am farther from her than death is from her. "

　　——Li Juan's "Distant Sunflower Field"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)