I’ll Add Points To All Things

Especially under the dim light, the two of them were so close, and the scene they were in was so ambiguous, Su Yang was even more distracted.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking of a passage in Zhang Xiaoxian's book:

[The good times of love are the stage of worrying about gains and losses. You know he likes you and you like him too. Flirtatious, ambiguous days, every day is sweet. When I wake up in the morning, I have a smile on my face, I really want to hear his voice, I really want to see him. I'm happiest when I'm still undecided. 】

He and Chu Xia seem to be at this stage at this time.

Whether Su Yang likes early summer or not, Su Yang is still not completely sure. He can only say that he should like it, right? At least he has never met a woman who touched his heart like Chu Xia.

Among several women who were close to him,

What Tang Jing gave him was a kind of maternal thoughtfulness and care. Like a big sister, a haven from the wind.

What Xu Lu gave him was a kind of stimulation, a kind of high that indulged until dawn, like an indispensable passion in life.

What Lin Jiali gave him was a kind of care among friends, fighting and hurting each other, but caring for each other.

Only early summer seems to be different.

It was a faint heartbeat, a faint urge to stay together.

It's just that Su Yang has never been in a relationship after all, and he has met so many excellent opposite sexes at the same time, he can't distinguish his own feelings, so he can't make a quick choice.

In particular, human nature is greedy, and no one wants to monopolize all good things. Su Yang was no exception. So he is hesitating, tangled, and hesitant. This also further made him feel confused about Chu Xia's feelings.

And does Chu Xia like Su Yang?

Su Yang felt that he must like it.

Chu Xia has not been obsessed with the girl's shyness, restraint, and braveness on Su Yang's side several times, plus her every move, her thoughtfulness, and her eyes. If these are not called liking, Su Yang can only say that he doesn't understand feelings.

But now the two people have each other in their hearts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are ambiguous. It happens to be the most beautiful experience in love.

Breaking away from his own delusions, Su Yang glanced at Chu Xia. The early summer under the lights is beautiful, with a small face, big eyes, and long eyelashes, like an angel.

Su Yang looked away a little bit dodgingly, and fell on Chu Xia's calf again. He reached out and touched it, Chu Xia's legs were very slippery, so he slid all the way to the place where Chu Xia's ankle swelled.

Su Yang touched it lightly. There was a "Si~" sound in my ear.

Su Yang turned his head to look over, and saw that Chu Xia's face was wrinkled together, and took a deep breath.

Su Yang asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Xia gritted her teeth and said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

Su Yang smiled, "If it doesn't hurt, then I'll continue."

After finishing speaking, Su Yang suddenly felt that the conversation was a bit weird. Why did it resemble some other scenes that made people think about it?

Su Yang glanced at Chu Xia, but Chu Xia didn't react, so Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

He roughly checked Chu Xia's ankle, touched it, pressed it, and felt that the bone should not be broken, but the sprain was more serious.

So he thought about it, took out two missing ginseng whiskers from his pocket, then took out a glass of water from his pocket, and said to Chu Xia, "Little Chu Xia, I'll make a magic trick for you."

Chu Xia looked at Su Yang and blinked, "What magic?"

Su Yang raised his left hand, "Look, these are two ginseng whiskers."

Chu Xia nodded.

Su Yang raised his right hand again, "Look, this is a glass of water."

Chu Xia nodded again.

Su Yang threw the ginseng whiskers into the water glass, and the ginseng whiskers melted into the water, turning into a glass of orange water in a moment. Su Yang said, "Dangdang~Look, the magic is done."

Chu Xia was silent for a while.

Then he looked at Su Yang with big eyes, "President, my mother seems to make tea like this, but it takes longer."

Su Yang:

This can be the same! That's tea! This is ginseng water! The price alone is not a price! Ladies!

Su Yang felt that he was being despised, so he directly put the water glass into Chu Xia's hand, "Drink it."

Chu Xia glanced at Su Yang, stuck out his tongue cutely, obediently took the ginseng water, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, she looked at Su Yang, and asked cutely, "Isn't it drugged?"

Su Yang was annoyed by Chu Xia, "If you're addicted to drugs, it's useless to ask after drinking it!"

Chu Xia thought for a while, then nodded, "It makes sense."

After drinking the ginseng water, Su Yang put away the water glass, then came to the bedside, and asked Chu Xia, "How is it? Do you feel it?"

Chu Xia thought for a while, "It seems like my ankles are itchy."

Su Yang nodded, "That's right. If it's itchy, it means it's being treated, and it will get better soon."

Chu Xia lifted her ankle. Her legs were already long. When she lifted her leg up, her whole leg was like a landing gear. She tilted her head and looked at her ankle. The swelling of her ankle, which was visible to the naked eye, was getting smaller and smaller. light.

A happy smile filled Chu Xia's face. She put down her legs, then smiled and said to Su Yang, "Thank you, Mr. President."

Su Yang sat on the edge of the bed, covered her with the quilt, and said, "You're welcome."

Seeing Su Yang's gentle movements, there seemed to be something more in Chu Xia's eyes. She turned sideways, leaned gently on Su Yang's shoulder, and said softly, "Su Yang, give me a hug."

Maybe it was because Chu Xia was too close to him, maybe it was the faint and gentle fragrance that Chu Xia exuded from his body, or maybe it was the request that Chu Xia asked him to hold. Anyway, at that moment, Su Yang felt his heartbeat slowly speeding up.

He swallowed, raised his hand slightly, put it around Chu Xia's shoulder, and then put it down.

Chu Xia shivered slightly, then moved his body, getting closer to Su Yang.

Su Yang looked down at Chu Xia, and found that Chu Xia's hands were gently twisting the quilt, his eyes closed at some point, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like two naughty little wings.

A smile appeared on Su Yang's face, and then he wrapped his hands around Chu Xia's shoulders and patted them lightly, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like twenty minutes, maybe half an hour, the breathing of Chu Xia, who had been held in Su Yanghuan's arms, gradually calmed down, and his eyelashes stopped moving.

Su Yang looked at her, confirmed that she was asleep, and carefully laid her flat on the bed.

Chu Xia was not awakened, but fell asleep so softly.

Su Yang looked at her face in sleep, and it became more and more lovely. Then he lowered his head slowly, and kissed Chu Xia's lips lightly.

Chu Xia's lips are soft, slippery, and slightly sweet.

Su Yang tasted it briefly, then got up and left the bed.

At the end of the bed, Su Yang lifted the quilt under Chu Xia's feet, and looked at Chu Xia's injured ankle under the dim light. The ankle has recovered as before, except for a faint red mark, there is no other difference from the other foot. It looks like it will be completely fine tomorrow morning.

Su Yang put down the quilt for Chu Xia again, tucked her in again, then turned off the light, and left Chu Xia's home with [hands that manipulate fate].

Back at the villa, Su Yang lay on his bed with his hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling, his mind was full of images of early summer.

I don't know if it's because people are especially prone to sentimentality at night, Su Yang always feels like he has fallen into a low pressure.

He had just returned from Chu Xia, and he had made some progress with Chu Xia, but Su Yang was a little scared.

After all, he is not an ordinary person, he has superpowers, and has many little monsters and secrets. These things always seem to give him a special sense of mission.

He wants to change the world, he wants people to live better, and he wants to make himself better. But no one knows the future.

There are so many capitalists and vested interests in this world. When one day I use superpowers and special items to smash their pots, can they really tolerate it?

At that time, will he be the enemy of the whole world?

Then if she was with Chu Xia and something like this happened, what would she do?

Can she accept such a life?

Will she be affected?

Could he have harmed her?

Su Yang was a little confused.

He was just thinking quietly in the dark.

After an unknown amount of time, a muffled voice suddenly came from the darkness, "You are in love."

Su Yang was startled, "Who's there?"

The lights come on. The dazzling light came, Su Yang quickly covered his eyes with his hands, and then squinted to look over.

As a result, I saw that the light bulb above my head was talking.

Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "Old Wu. You scared me to death."

The one who spoke was the light bulb that Su Yang had enlightened before: the little monster Lao Wu.

After this guy was enlightened, he didn't like to stay in the virtual space either, so he pretended to be a lamp in Su Yang's villa every day.

The old tungsten light slowly dimmed, and then chanted a poem, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death."

Su Yang said angrily, "Change to another one."

Lao Wu recited again in his unique melodious voice, "I would like to be a lovebird in the sky, and I would like to be Lianlizhi in the earth."

Su Yang:

Su Yang sat up and said, "Old Wu, can you stop reading love poems? Besides, do you understand love?"

Like a poet, Lao Wu seems to be born with sentimentality, he said, "I don't understand love. I just experienced an unforgettable love."

Su Yang was surprised, "When did it happen?"

Old Tungsten, "Just a few days ago. Tonight."

Su Yang looked up at the lamp, and then asked suspiciously, "Who are you dating? Our table lamp? Spotlight? Light strip? Or incandescent lamp?"

Old Wu said slowly, "None."

Its voice seemed to come from far away, distant and sentimental, "It's a moth."

Su Yang:? ?

Su Yang was confused. Did you hear me right? moth? A lamp and a moth in love?

The monsters in my family are all learning Xiaoha now, not only have to cross the boundaries of gender, but also the isolation of species, right?

Old Wu said, "A few days ago, I crawled into the toilet and twisted myself in."

"Beside the toilet, there is a small window that communicates with the outside world."

"I just keep the lights on every night, looking at the scenery outside, and thinking about my life."

"And just as I was feeling grateful, suddenly, she appeared, she flew to the window, looked at me, stared at me affectionately, and told me her love for me."

Su Yang:

Although what Lao Wu said is quite poetic, why does it feel a little weird?

Su Yang asked, "And then?"

Old Wu said, "Then she flapped her wings and wanted to fly in and become one with me."

Su Yang asked again, "And then?"

Old Wu said, "There is no more after that. I didn't open the window for her."

Su Yang:? ?

Su Yang said, "This is your love? Where is love? Where is love? And this seems to be a story about a moth being attracted by the light!"

"And! You don't have hands at all! How can you open the window for her!"

"No and no." Old Wu said, "You don't understand our love."

Su Yang:

"What is your love?"

Old Tungsten, "Let go. Letting go is our love for each other."

Su Yang felt inexplicably that what Lao Wu said seemed to be becoming more and more philosophical, and he couldn't help asking, "Why let go?"

Old Wu asked, "Let me ask you, what is the idiom related to moths?"

Su Yang thought for a while, "Moths to the flame?"

Old Tungsten, "Yes. So what she wants is fire. I don't. I'm just a lamp. So she's looking for the wrong person. I know I'm not what she wants, so I rejected her."

Su Yang was silent for a while.

Suddenly, I felt that Lao Tung seemed to have something in his words.

Su Yang pondered for a while, then looked up at Old Wu, "Aren't you trying to use your own story to explain something to me?"

Old Tungsten neither admitted nor denied, "Think about it yourself."

Su Yang lowered his head again and remained silent.

This time he was silent for a long time.

An hour later, Su Yang raised his head, cut his head, and said, "I don't think your love is right at all. You think that what she needs is fire. But how do you know that what she wants is not just a light? "

"I admit now that you did have love. But you missed it. And I don't."

After finishing speaking, Su Yang didn't intend to continue chatting with Lao Wu, but twisted it off and threw it into the virtual space.

Out of sight and upset, run away after the fight! Cool!

However, after discussing the love between the two of them with Lao Wu, Su Yang felt that a stone had been put down in his heart.

Fuck capitalists, I just want to make the world a better place!

As for Chu Xia, let her choose.

Never use the "for her own good" excuse and give her up. This is the biggest disrespect for girls.

Having figured everything out, Su Yang went to bed and fell asleep beautifully: Tomorrow, I'll go play with Chu Xia!

Early the next morning, Su Yang was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone. Su Yang knew that Xiao Di must be able to pass an important call at this time, so he got up, rubbed his eyes, and connected the call.

"Hello? Brother Su! Are you awake?"

The familiar voice, the boldness of the familiar men in the imperial capital, it is obviously Wu Feng's call.

Su Yang and Wu Feng are already very familiar, so they joked, "Now wake up."

Wu Feng laughed, "I'm sorry. I was just a little too excited, so I called you early in the morning."

Su Yang yawned and said, "It's all right. What do you want from me?"

Wu Feng said, "Of course it's a big deal to find you. Let me tell you, the male lead in our movie has been decided!"

Su Yang was surprised, "Who is it?"