To The Lovely You

   "Luo Yichen, let me tell you a joke!" Su Rourou said to him.

  Luo Yichen nodded slightly, neither saying good nor bad.

  Su Rourou said to herself: "Do you know what color Spider-Man is?"

She looked at Luo Yichen and saw that he didn't respond in a very disrespectful manner, so she continued to say: "You must say 'red', right? Wrong! It's white! Because Spider-Man's English is - SpiderMan (meaning white). people)!"

After    finished speaking, she carefully looked at the expression on Luo Yichen's face: "How is it, is it funny?"

   Although Luo Yichen still didn't speak, he finally had a little expression on his face. He twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at her contemptuously.

   "Isn't it funny? Then let me tell you another one, okay?" Su Rourou tilted her head again and thought hard, "Ah, yes!"

  She told cold jokes all the way, all the way to Luo Yichen's bedroom.

   According to her observations along the way, Luo Yichen's mood seems to be a little better, but... it seems to be a little better.

   She carefully helped him sit down beside the bed: "You should rest early, I'll go back first."

   Luo Yichen lowered his head and said nothing.

   Su Rourou's eyes sank, the foot that she wanted to step on seemed to have taken root, and she couldn't take it anymore.

   "You...Are you all right?" She didn't want to mention the scene she just saw, just asked vaguely.

   There was no light on in the room, Luo Yichen's face looked pale in the moonlight.

   Just when Su Rourou thought he wouldn't speak, he stood up, hugged her whole body in his arms, and put his head on her neck.

   "Let me lean on..." His voice sounded indescribably sad.

  Su Rourou didn't push him away, and wrapped her hands around his back unconsciously. Follow his movements when he comforts himself, and tap gently.

   Following her comfort, Luo Yichen held her hand tightly again, just like a drowning person, clutching a piece of driftwood beside him.

   His grief was so intense, Su Rourou's heart also throbbed slightly.

   Luo Yichen in her eyes has always been elegant, noble and poised. She never thought that he also has such a vulnerable side, like a child who needs to be cared for.

  The moonlight shone into the room, projecting a figure of the two hugging each other on the ground. The surroundings are very quiet, only the low sound of insects...

  I don't know how long it took, until Su Rourou wondered if Luo Yichen was asleep, she finally couldn't help but push him: "Luo Yichen, are you... asleep?"

  Luo Yichen still maintained his original posture, without the slightest movement.

  Su Rourou suddenly appeared three black lines: This guy, actually really fell asleep for her?

   She pushed him away gently, wrapped his hands around her shoulders, and dragged his heavy body up to C.

   Luo Yichen was much taller than her, she used all her strength to get him to the bedside, and then pushed him back.

  Luo Yichen's hand grabbed her shoulders tightly, and fell on C with a thud.

   Su Rourou's forehead hit Luo Yichen's chin, and the pain was so painful that she secretly cried, but she didn't dare to cry.

   She crawled up from him while touching her swollen forehead. Just as she was about to tiptoe off C, a slender and powerful hand wrapped around her waist from behind.

   "Let... let go!" Su Rourou protested in a low voice. Is this guy really drunk, or fake drunk?