Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

Her head is getting more and more painful, and she feels like she's going to be crazy.

She looked at herself in the mirror and repeated a sentence.

"What I love is Wenyan, what I love is Wenyan, and what I love has always been Wenyan."

Wen Yan is Wen Yan, and ah Yan is ah Yan.

Two kinds of souls, two characters, can not be confused, she can not appear deviation, also will not be confused.

"No, it's just a dream. It must be that I am too eager for Wen Yan to come back, so I have such a strange dream." She took a handful of cold water and threw it on her face to make her brain clear. "Dream, it's just a dream. Don't scare yourself."

"What are you afraid of?"

Just then, she heard the voice of Wen Yan.

In the mirror, a gentle man with golden eyes appears clearly.

She was suddenly afraid to see this fantasy. She closed her eyes, afraid that his next action would be to raise the corner of her mouth and show ah Yan's peculiar bad smile.

"I didn't miss you Why did you show up. "

"You are clearly thinking of me, Huanhuan. Don't you really want to see me? Why don't you open your eyes and look at me? "

This is like ringing in the cochlea, so true.

It's just, there's no heat.

Fantasy out of the people, there is no real temperature.

The normal person's breath spurt is in the cochlea, has the feeling.

And fantasy, only cold words.

She used to take this as a consolation, but now So scared.

Is this a warm word, or the bottom of my heart?

"I really miss you, but I can't accept that you are me. Are you gentle or My own heart. "

"If you open your eyes, don't you know?"

"I..." She was trembling, unable to say a complete sentence.

"You dare not."

Wen Yan chuckles, the laughter is so gentle.

But, with a little mockery.

"Who says I dare not?"

Bai Huanhuan was cruel, clenched his fist and opened his eyes.

In the mirror, there is nothing.

Fantasy disappeared, only pale face of their own.

Oneself

Just yourself?

Is this his answer?

She was staring at herself in the mirror, flesh and blood, with the real temperature.

She grinned bitterly. She was really sick, and hysteria was also sick.

Just as she was dreaming, there was a knock on the door.

"Huanhuan, how are you? Gu Gu is still waiting for us? "

"Oh, right now."

She responds in a hurry and then cleans up.

Seeing that she was pale and frightened, a Yan could not help but frown fiercely: "what's the matter with you? You look so ugly? "

"I I saw Wen Yan. "

"You see him again?"

"Well, maybe you're right. What I see is fake. He's my own self, the person in my heart. All the problems I dare not face are presented through him. "

"You still can't accept his death?"

Bai Huanhuan heard the speech and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but when he got to his mouth, he couldn't say another word.

She also thought that she could not accept Wen Yan's death, so she made up a false fantasy to accompany her.

But now She had a faint belief in the dream.

She is afraid that she can't distinguish two people, and gradually confuse ah Yan with Wen Yan. She will give all her feelings to him.

It turns out that That's what fantasy is all about.

She looked at ah Yan, suddenly very vague.

This affectionate money looking at their eyes, once upon a time, so familiar, engraved into the bones, unforgettable.

's eyes are as like as two peas.

Who is standing in front of you?

Is it a kind of language or a warm one, or a combination of the two.

Her lips were pale and trembling. "Ah Ah Yan, do you sometimes distinguish you from Wen Yan? "

"It used to be very clear. I went straight and he was cowardly. I adore force, but he doesn't dare to wave his fist. I was violent and impulsive, and he was too cautious. I'm careless and poor at living, and he likes to clean up the house. I'm in the kitchen... "

"I can clearly distinguish him as he is and I am myself. I disdain to be a person like him. I always feel better than him. I am the most suitable person to protect you."

"But now..."

He said, frowning, unexpectedly about to speak , but saying nothing.

"How are you now?"

When she asked this, her voice was trembling, carefully spilling over her lips.He pursed his lips, eyes deep fall on her body, gently shaking his head.

"I don't know."

"Why don't you know who you are? Don't you know yourself?"

Bai Huanhuan is in a hurry. She can't find the answer in herself. She hopes that a Yan can give herself a reassurance.

"I don't want to be a man like Wen Yan, but I learn from him to love you like that and be a normal person. I don't have a teacher. My appearance was accomplished in one stroke. I know everything about the world through Wen Yan. His eyes were my books, at first myself, and then I was pulled by him. "

"I'm like an experimental object, a failed one, and Wen Yan is complete. I can't tell whether I influenced him or he influenced me

"No, you are you, warm words are warm words..."

She was a little agitated.

"What's wrong with you? There seems to be something wrong with you. Is there something wrong with you? "

Seeing her so, ah Yan frowned and worried about her body.

She also realized that she had lost her temper. She took a puff of sullen gas and said, "it's ok I, I may be over stressed. "

Her eyes twinkled and she took several breaths of fresh air to calm her restless heart.

"Maybe Wen Yan is coming back. You are a little emotional. You didn't sleep well last night, and the dark circles are so heavy. Don't be nervous. Relax. I'll take care of everything

He touched her head in a soft voice, as if to seduce a child.

He was so tender and patient that she was deranged. She really thought Wen Yan was coming back.

Her heart trembled and subconsciously stepped back, avoiding his hand.

Between the air and the air.

It was summer, and the weather was hot and dry, but he felt cold.

She never avoids herself.

His body is like falling into the ice cellar, the body temperature, a little bit away.

The finger is stiff, the weak retracts to come back, the way: "go, Gu Gu is still waiting for us."

Between the words, there is a touch of bitterness.

Bai Huanhuan pursed her lips, knowing that she had just hurt him.

But she couldn't help it.

She followed him downstairs. Gu Gu had finished his breakfast and was ready to go.

She didn't want to eat a piece of bread.

"You must finish eating, or you are not allowed to go out."

Ah Yan lowered his face and said displeased.

"I'm full!"

Ah Yan seems not to have heard it and is not moved.

But Gu Gu looks forward to looking at her. If she doesn't finish eating, they can't start and will be late.

"Auntie, listen to my uncle and have a good meal. You've finished your shopping. My uncle made it all morning. Ham, poached eggs, jam bread, and milk... "

Bai Huanhuan's heart trembled slightly when he heard this.

I don't know when, ah Yan's cooking skills have passed, and he is no longer the original kitchen killer.

Is Can they really be confused?