The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Chapter 60:

Ji Li regretted that he was too impulsive to listen to the season performance so easily. He never knew that he was so stupid. A substitute could easily provoke him.

That is an obvious provocation.

But he had the seeds of suspicion in his heart. Suspicious Rong Yu didn't like him enough, and Suspicious Rong Yu didn't want him so much. Suspicious Rong Yu didn't just love that fox, perhaps he liked the owner of the fox more.

To make matters worse, his guess was more than half right.

He went to question Rong Yu and realized this. Rong Yu may not really use him as a substitute for the season show, but it is true that he prefers the season show.

Ji Li bit her lips tightly, hating herself for not sending the fox out of the entire White Star area and outside the empire.

I regret that I shouldn't kiss Rong Yu.

He looks like a frustrated loser, can’t wait to prove something by kissing—but what can he prove?

Does it prove that he has fallen to such a move to keep Rong Yu?

Yes, Rong Yu is indeed very good. He has observed Rong Yu for so long and is even willing to give him his spiritual body, willing to be polluted by him, and even choose the wedding address...

Ji Li felt even more sour when he thought of this.

But Rong Yu's favorite is not him.

How could the proud little boy tolerate such a divided like?

He doesn't care that Rong Yu has an ex-boyfriend, and he can even accept that Rong Yu and Ji Yan have such an indelible past, but at least, Rong Yu should also wholeheartedly and only like him.

Rong Yu should have belonged to him from head to toe, not even a little bit should be given to others.

Otherwise he would rather not.

If he really is the original Ji Li, he should give up Rong Yu with dignity and look for someone who is more loyal and more suitable for him, so as to make Rong Yu and Ji Yan the fox...

Instead of being like this, he was like a hungry traveler, like a dirty criminal, burned to death by the flames of desire, uncontrollably trying to ask for more from Rong Yu.

He even hoped that Rong Yu was a utilitarian and shrewd businessman. As long as he paid the price, he could weave wonderful lies, saying that he was the only one in his life, he had never liked season shows, and he could not leave himself.

——He even yearned for such a lie.

Then came even more hateful thoughts: I wanted to forcibly **** Rong Yu away, wanted to tamper with Rong Yu's memory, and wanted Rong Yu's world to be only himself from beginning to end.

He shouldn't have such terrible thoughts about Rong Yu.

He... originally didn't like Rong Yu like that.

He warned himself again and again in his mind.

News of Rong Yu came from Guangmin.

[Would you like to come out for a chat? ] Rong Yu asked him.

Ji Li tightened his lips, and two words flashed in the dialog box: [Don't]

The fingertips trembled, but after all they were sent out.

The moment the information went out, he felt even more sad again, turned off the light brain as if evasive, and lay down on the table, repeatedly admonishing himself.

It's time to sober up.

He said to himself.

Rong Yu prefers season shows.

And you don't like Rong Yu much.

[Would you like to come out for a chat? 】

[Don't]

Guangnao's screen stayed at Rong Yu's last message, but Ji Li rejected him.

This did not affect Rong Yu's good mood.

That shallow kiss that could not be called a kiss was enough to make Rong Yu nervous all night, tossing and turning back.

It feels great, as if a petal in the early spring fell on the mirror-like lake water, ripples softly and gently, which not only teaches people to be scared, but also teaches people to be happy.

Rong Yu ignorantly hugged Goo Bisu, wanting to meet the person who just gave him a kiss and ran away hastily. He didn't know what to say after seeing him, did he want more kisses? Do you want to say something to Ji Li? Or do you hope Ji Li will give him any promise?

Maybe not, he just longed to be able to stay in the same space with Ji Li, longing to see Ji Li's sapphire eyes.

...Want to see Ji Li smile at him.

I don't even understand where this urgent desire comes from.

He is like a harp, with cute furry crawling on every string, making chaotic music, but he is beaten unscrupulously, and the whole person becomes soft and crisp.

Rong Yu rolled around on the bed, his eyes turned into bright crescents with a smile, and he thought about sending a message to Ji Li: [Will we have class together tomorrow? 】

Stone sinks into the sea.

Rong Yu wondered if he had said something wrong, and he should be more cautious with the princess.

But he was silent for a while, put down his light brain, and smiled slightly.

No matter what, I should see it tomorrow.

Season ceremony.

Even the name has a little sweetness.

But Rong Yu was still disappointed.

During the first class, the season ceremony did not come, nor did the mecha practice participate.

He asked if Ji Li was ill, but did not get a reply.

I want to knock on the door, but I am afraid that Ji Li will be disturbed.

In the public class the next day, Ji Li was the last one to enter, sitting in the farthest position from Rong Yu. He disappeared into his world the first time after class.

This made Rong Yu's happiness cast a faint shadow. He seriously thought about the reason, whether he had reacted to being kissed wrong.

Maybe he should be more enthusiastic?

Maybe he still has a chance to perform?

Finally on the third day, he blocked Ji Li at the door of the tactical training room.

He skipped a favorite mecha class, rushed to the end of the get out of class, and stood at the door of the tactical training room in advance. As soon as Ji Li came out, he pulled people into the corner and blocked the road with his legs like a hooligan. People go.

Avoiding everyone's gaze, Ji Li stared at him coldly, but there was a different emotion in his eyes.

"I caught you." Rong Yu's voice was smiling.

The sky outside the window was bright, and Rong Yu's eyes were clear and soft. He looked at Ji Li's eyes, a beautiful gold flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Ji Li remembered the touch of Rong Yu's lips.

It is sad and sour and soft.

Ji Li even remembered that he was always so happy.

It seemed that he was the only one who was disturbed, ugly and humble because of his love.

Rong Yu is always so easy.

Obviously he provoked him first.

He provoked him, dragged him into the abyss of jealousy and sweetness, patted his **** and walked away, telling himself that he liked someone else.

If you are smarter, you should know that you are the only one who suffers from gains and losses.

...Why treat him like this.

"Why are you hiding from me?" Rong Yu's tone softened a little, and he tugged at his sleeves like a baby.

Ji Li pursed his lips. After a while, he whispered, "I just don't want to see you for the time being."

Rong Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and asked him: "Why? Regret it? Or are you shy?"

He always speaks so straightforwardly.

Ji's eyes refused to fall on him, and his lips even gradually lost blood.

"I thought..." A faint red appeared on Rong Yu's face, he coughed unconsciously, hesitated and whispered, "You kissed me that day because you treated me..."

He is not good at such straightforward rascals, even a little embarrassed, so cute that he can't take his eyes off.

"No." Ji Li closed his eyes and whispered, "I don't like you."

"So I regret it."

Rong Yu was silent.

Ji Li is really good-looking, but he can't see the beautiful blue in his eyes, it seems like something is missing.

Ji Li is in a bad mood.

Too many low emotions are mixed together, even regretful and angry. Such embarrassing emotions are obviously not read as happy, let alone love.

Those noisy, restless sweetness suddenly changed their taste and came back.

Rong Yu was like a small animal surfing on the sea. His happiness at the top of the wave was only a moment. When he was overturned by a wave, his hair was soaked and he ate a mouthful of brackish sea water.

He went too far in embarrassment.

"So..."

Rong Yu smiled: "I see."

"Yeah." Ji Li turned his head, seemingly unwilling to pester him anymore.

"Jili, you look at me." He put away the silly appearance and whispered.

Ji Li's eyes fell reluctantly on him.

A soft kiss fell on his cheek.

A simple taste is Rong Yu's rare restrained tenderness.

"Alright, I'm back." Rong Yu's eyes were filled with sparkling smiles, and he whispered: "Now I don't remember anything, don't be sad."

He can't understand Ji Li's kiss, just as he can't understand the source of Ji Li's sadness now.

Ji Li lives in a world that is different from his, and may have concerns of this or that kind, and may be fundamentally different from his thinking.

After thinking about it carefully, Rong Yu discovered that he could accept all Ji Li's reasons for not liking him.

It's just that it doesn't matter if you don't like him.

Maybe it was impulsive, maybe it was really a little bit like it, but I was afraid that he would be wrong and be entangled by him to the end.

He can be treated as never happened.

Even with two days of longing in my heart, together as if it had never existed.

The princess kissed the frog.

The frog did not become a prince.

This is the misfortune of the frog, and the princess shouldn't be so sad.

"In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't like me," Rong Yu whispered, "I will be with you."

As long as the princess needs him.

He will be his faithful friend.

Rong Yu took a step back gently.

Returning to the not-to-distance distance, his smile became calm and calm.

"...As long as you need me."

He promised so seriously.

At least he kissed him.

The best season gift.

Rong Yu was silent for a while, seeing that he realized that he should leave, and as far away as possible, lest those penetrating gazes would send messages that shouldn't be there again.

He took a deep look at Ji Li, and finally let go of his hand.

But it seemed that when he turned around, he would really disappear from Ji Li's sight.

... Rong Yu, are you really leaving?

Ji Li's brain buzzed like blood, but he couldn't help but grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"I want you."

He whispered.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was about to cry.

The duel of arrogance and admiration, after all, arrogant lowered his head.

The little boy was frustrated and ashamed, but he did not consciously tighten the corners of Rong Yu's clothes.

It doesn’t matter if it’s not the favorite, or it’s not unique.

It doesn't matter if it is not the most important.

He could be more mean, and he could send the fox farther.