Fan Wujiu hurriedly said, "No, what I'm thinking about is also related to you."

Xie Bi'an's voice this time has no warmth: "It turns out that what I have to do with me is actually a troublesome matter. Since the looks are so far away, then we will break up."

Fan Wujiu: "..."

As long as he has Xie Bian's eloquence, he will not be more and more black.

Fan Wujiu took a deep breath: "Xiao Bai, turn around and listen to me."

However, Xie Bian was already angry, the kind that Fan Wujiu couldn't coax even if he knelt down.

Fan Wujiu surrendered: "Ancestor, it was just a misunderstanding just now." But what was in his mind just now, it was hard to say.

Xie Bi'an said softly, "Did I mention the trivial things from the past and you're bored?"

Fan Wujiu was taken aback: "How come. Besides, didn't I mention it first?"

Xie Bian did not speak.

The golden arrow can magnify human nature infinitely. Xie Bi'an is calm in nature and seems to have no fluctuations, but his sensitive and delicate temperament, and his low self-esteem in his secret love, are suddenly a thousand times stronger.

He likes Fan Wujiu, this is his biggest secret before and after his death. Even if it is no longer a secret, the millennia of forbearance and repression have penetrated into the bones.

Because he secretly likes Fan Wujiao, Xie Bian remembers everything he had with Fan Wujiao during his lifetime. remember they went to town hand in hand to watch the shadow play when they were children; remember they were practicing swords in the bamboo forest, he accidentally cut his finger, Fan Wujiu carefully wiped the blood from his fingertips; remember he looked at Fan Wujiu intently, Write down those dazzling sword moves; remember every little game they played together, every piece of white sugar cake they shared...

These trivial things are his precious memories. But he wasn't sure whether this was equally precious to Fan Wujiu. Fan Wujiao's performance is really too straight, and he completely treats him as a brother. Those memories for Fan Wujiao are probably just unimportant past events, not worth mentioning.

He mentioned it so meticulously, for fear of being annoying.

Even after they were together, the keen-minded Xie Bian could sense that Fan Wujiu had reservations and did not fully devote himself to this love. He even took the initiative to hold hands, so Fan Wujiu was still worried about something.

Maybe Lao Hei didn't like him, but he just couldn't bear to hurt the brother he valued, so he reluctantly agreed to be with him. Xie Bian has always thought this way, so he doesn't ask for kisses, doesn't ask for pleasure, and doesn't make Fan Wujiao embarrassed. As much as he desires - no one does not desire to do this with a lover.

Emotions cannot be forced. Xie Bian knew that the other party was acting with him, but he was still greedy for this momentary illusion, even though he never got a sense of security from it.

He was afraid that Fan Wujiu would suddenly stop acting one day, so he said to him, "Old Bai, I'm sorry, in fact, I still treat you as a brother."

Come later that day, he still hopes that the fake drama will come true.

Xie Bi'an felt that secret love is really a desperate and sad thing. It is really sad, ridiculous and terrible. It can make a person on the cloud humble into the dirt. Secret love is like finishing an ups and downs one-man show by yourself. There is no audience in the audience. From the beginning to the end, the person you love knows nothing.

Fan Wujiu felt bad. Lao Bai didn't speak, but no matter how slow his reaction was, he could sense that Lao Bai was in a very downhearted mood.

Did he say something wrong? He did say "don't be noisy", but after thinking about it, he knew that it was a misunderstanding. Why was Lao Bai sad?

Fan Wujiu couldn't figure it out. But he knew that he couldn't do nothing and make Lao Bai sad all night in silence.

How should couples caress and caress?

Fan Wujiu's mind flashed a bunch of eighteen bans in an instant.

... He hurriedly tossed all the colored things out of his head.

No, not at all.

Fan Wujiu pondered for a long time, closed his eyes, and went out of his way.

He leaned down and kissed Xie Bi'an's profile carefully and cherishly.

This was the first kiss he offered to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bian's eyelashes trembled, he didn't struggle, and he didn't open his eyes, but most of the low air pressure on his body dissipated.

Secret love is like this, bitter and sweet, even if you are so depressed that you are about to give up, you can persist for a long time with a little response.

Fan Wujiu knew that he hadn't slept, maybe he was shy, so he pretended not to respond.

He was not very courageous, such a kiss almost exhausted Fan Wujiu's courage, he parted with one touch, and raised his upper body slightly.

Xie Bian said softly at this time: "If you go further down, I will be happier."

Fan Wujiu took a breath.

... down to the lips.

Chapter 16 The Beach

To kiss or not to kiss, that is the question.

Fan Wujiu was extremely confused.

If you say kiss, this nature is different from being accidentally kissed by Xie Bian before. This time, he took the initiative. After the golden arrow failed, he couldn't explain it.

If you say no, Xie Bian may be sad again. Xie Bi'an was in the period of being hit by the arrow, and his mind was sensitive. He didn't know what to think about when he rejected him.

Fan Wujiu was in a dilemma, froze for a moment, and did not move.

And this silence was the answer in Xie Bian's eyes.

Old Heiguo really didn't like him, otherwise how could he resist even a kiss.

Xie Bian thought it was so boring, and he didn't even want to continue the play.

Are the results not clear enough? Why don't you deceive yourself. He has lost his self-esteem in this relationship, but he will never belittle himself. He hoped that Fan Wujiu would like him, but if there was really no way, he wouldn't stalk him. The fake drama is destined to be impossible, so it should end in time, which is not too embarrassing.

Xie Bian didn't say a word, pulling the quilt over his head. He just wanted to hide under the quilt and sleep, and when it was dawn, he just broke up. He didn't want to act, nor did he want to see Fan Wujiu act with him.

Fan Wujiu was flustered for no reason. Although Xie Bian didn't speak, he had an unreasonable idea - if Xie Bian was to hide in the quilt like this, it would be to hide back in the shell and never get out again.