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"Just pick it up and drain the water."

Wan Qing's expression of "like to eat or not, you can do it yourself if you can", immediately made him shrink back and dare not say more.

Zhao Jinyu ate very slowly at first, but he seemed to gain some appetite later on, and clumsily scooped some shredded potatoes into the bowl with a spoon, and quickly finished a bowl of porridge.

Even the ginger was gnawed.

Although she frowned after eating, she suppressed and swallowed it in order to recover from her fever quickly.

As usual, I left a dinner for my father on the table, and then it was the end of the day.

Wan Qing took advantage of this time to take a bath, while Zhao Jinyu lay unsteadily on their big round bed.

When Wan Qing ran into the bedroom wearing only her underwear, she was immediately startled.

——In the dark room, after a flash of lightning, a dark figure was dragged for a long time.

Like some lonely ghost.

"Crack!" She flicked on the light, and the room lit up immediately.

Zhao Jinyu curled up on the quilt and looked at her pitifully: "What's wrong...?"

"Ah, Imayo, you didn't go back to your room."

"I was suddenly sleepy just now, so I found a place to lie down..."

"oh oh……"

"Can we sleep together? Tonight."

"Ah? No way, Ye Chen has nowhere to sleep."

"That's right." She looked a little disappointed, and then blinked suddenly, "Ye Chen actually thinks of himself as a girl, right? If it's a girl, it doesn't matter if the three of them sleep together?"

"Ah, this..." Wan Qing, who knew the real situation, coughed twice, "It's not the same, after all, it's a man now, so it's somewhat inappropriate."

"You sleep in the middle, and then I sleep on both sides with him." Zhao Jinyu said coquettishly, "Look, it's raining and thundering today... tonight I'm alone..."

"You——if you don't mind." Wan Qing spread her hands, if Ye Chen didn't look more feminine every day, she even really wanted to match the two—to make him feel that he has never had a girlfriend before. Get that feeling.

As for herself?

Wan Qing felt that she might as well sell herself to some rich rich man, in exchange for more money.

Perhaps, she was avoiding something subconsciously.

Fall in love with yourself?

Always felt weird and funny.

"Huh, thank you." Zhao Jinyu seemed to have relaxed a lot. This smart and cheerful girl would sometimes timidly want to seek support. "Wan Qing, don't you blow your hair?"

"Dry your hair? Trouble." Wan Qing sat down directly at the table, "I've wiped it with a towel several times, and it will dry naturally after a while of homework."

"Hey, how can that be?"

"What's wrong?"

"It hurts your hair."

"It's nothing, I'm always like this."

"Phew... No, I need to use a hair dryer to dry it—" She struggled to get up and went to her room to get a hair dryer, but she couldn't get up in the end, mainly because this soft round bed was too comfortable .

And it seems that only her house has a round bed, and Zhao Jinyu's house has a normal bed.

"Okay, okay, just lie down and rest."

"Huh, but I still have to wash up and go back to my room..."

"Forget it, you don't wash up when you're sick."

"How can it be?" Zhao Jinyu seemed to know her for the first time, "Wan Qing——you're a bit messier than I thought."

"Life, it's better to be rough, but it's easy to break down if you live it too delicately."

Zhao Jinyu covered his mouth and chuckled, and rolled around on the bed: "I always feel very familiar with Wan Qing."

"...We have known each other for more than a month, of course we are familiar."

"No, I mean, when I saw you for the first time, I felt familiar and kind."

Wan Qing gave her a weird look, and turned the page of her homework book: "You won't like me, will you?"

"Puff." She giggled, her whole body curled up like a shrimp, and it took a long time before she said with a smile, "Yes, can't you?"

"It's not impossible, I can eat both men and women."

"Really--"

"Okay, men don't eat."

"It's really familiar, I always feel like I've seen it before."

"Uh... maybe, maybe it's just an illusion."

"Well, it should be."

"right."

"What's the matter."

"Do you feel that... Xiao Yezi's... um... breasts have gotten a little bigger recently?"

"what?"

"It's only noticeable when he's wearing short sleeves."

"Oh... If you say that, maybe it's a little bit?"

"Be careful not to be discovered by others."

"It's so big, it shouldn't be possible."

"But it's going to get bigger - don't know what hormones he's on."

Wan Qing wanted to say that she didn't know either.

However, there are indeed more and more changes.

……

73. sorry

"Huh? Zhao Jinyu wants to sleep with us?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll sleep somewhere else..."

"Where can you sleep?"

"On the ground? Use a mat?"

"The quilt is not thick enough."

"Then I should wear more?"

Wan Qing glanced at Zhao Jinyu, who was already asleep, and squinted at Ye Chen: "Then it's up to you."

"Anyway, I'm also a man..."

"A man with long breasts?"

"Huh? Eh? Huh—how do you know?"

Wan Qing didn't tell him that it was Zhao Jinyu who said it, but just smiled half-heartedly, and lay down on the round bed: "If you are too honest, you will suffer a lot."

"Be honest, trustworthy and responsible, and do everything well honestly, isn't it right?"

"However, there are very few people in this world who really do that, you know, idiot." Wan Qing rested her cheeks and looked sideways at Ye Chen who was taking the mat out of the closet, "The more honest you are, the more honest you are." People, the more they will be regarded as fools."

"But you can't do it just because everyone else does it?"

"Why not? Everyone is doing this. Naturally, there is a reason for it. There will always be no mistakes in following."

"So those who buried themselves alive during the war, and the countless people who were captured without fighting, were all right. They could resist but didn't resist, waiting for the delayed death to come—do you think it is correct?"

Perhaps because he held it in for too long, Ye Chen finally couldn't help but said a long series of rebuttals.

Wan Qing always chanted these words by his side, which made him even more disgusted with these views.

"Why do you think that what the public is doing is right? Why do I have to do what other people do? Why do I have to follow in other people's footsteps? Am I not a complete, independent, free person?"

"Oh." Wan Qing smiled contemptuously, "I hope that when you grow old, you can still say that you are worthy of yourself in this life, you have never been someone else, you have always been yourself, you have always been the independent, whole, free man."

"What are you sneering at... Really." He was a little unhappy, "I always feel that your psychology is a little sick."

"It's not that I'm sick, it's that the society is sick."

"Isn't society always like this? If you say that, when has human society never been sick?" Ye Chen shook off the mat in a 'crash', "We just want to live in such a world full of 'diseases'. Go on, so it is even more important to ensure that you can adapt to everything and that you are not sick."

Wan Qing licked her parched lips, seemingly at a loss for words.

She looked at her past self, and there seemed to be something throbbing in the depths of her soul.

That was my youthful self, shouting——

Let's go, there is nothing in this world that I am afraid of, no matter how many times I fail, I can continue until my life comes to an end.

However, before the end of her life, that fearless and courageous self was locked in a dark spiritual cage.

Perhaps, the older a person is, the more things he fears.

If there are too many things to be afraid of, you will no longer be able to move forward indomitably.

However, the current Ye Chen is not the later her, so his spiritual world is still... as powerful.

It is said that when people grow up, they will become mature, and when they mature, they will become strong, and those great things in the past will be laughed off.

But in fact, how can a heart full of holes bear those burdens and pressures?

False camouflage creates a strong iron wall.

Whether it is really strong, I am afraid that only the heart knows.

——That's not really powerful.

For the first time, Ye Chen continued to talk about this topic after Wan Qing stopped talking: "If everyone is a so-called 'smart person', then I would rather be that fool. Am I a fool? Maybe my fool's soul, in the world of those 'smart people', is as bright as a lamp in the dark night! I will attract more fools to light up this wise man with me. In the human world—it’s impossible for me to be the only fool in the world, right?”

Wan Qing bit her lip and patted his shoulder lightly.

He laid out the mat and took out the summer quilt: "Since they can think they are smart, I can also think they are stupid. They are consuming more future, and they are the most short-sighted." , if a society is to be stable, there must be a well-behaved fool like me who is willing to take responsibility!"

His tone even began to become passionate: "So what about fools, if wise people are so stinky and rotten, then I would rather be that mirror that reflects their ugliness, that unique piece of white - at least I can do it like this." Live yourself... Hey, Wan Qing, you, what's wrong with you?"

Wan Qing didn't speak, but her eye circles were a little red.

Ye Chen clearly saw a few crystal clear tears rolling down from her pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes.

"...What, are you crying? Say, but I don't need to cry..."

"**..." Wan Qing scolded with a smile, "I'm crying because you made me laugh."

"Come on, I don't believe it."

Well, actually Wan Qing has to admit it in her heart.

Facing Ye Chen like this, she felt ashamed.

The mind of an adult is so ugly in front of the past self.

But he is none other than himself.

She wanted to laugh, so she grinned, but there was a cry in her voice.

She thought she would never be moved by anything again.

When she was locked up at home, she had found many so-called incomparably touching movies, TV series, anime, novels, and even edited short videos.

But no matter how you look at it, there is no wave in her heart.

Because she can always see the essence behind the phenomenon, and see the more ridiculous and rough things in it.

At that time, she always felt that although she was still alive, she seemed to be dead.