Song Yu walked over and sat down beside the bed, close to Xie Sui. He also saw the diary in his hand clearly. The paper has turned yellow, indicating that it has been a long time since then. The handwriting above was small and elegant, written by Xie Sui's mother. Seeing the words was like seeing the beautiful and gentle woman in person, as if across life and death and time, I saw her.

Xie Sui closed the diary, tilted his head, and smiled: "I remember you said on the phone that you wanted to tell me a secret. It's a long story, so let's talk about it slowly."

Song Yu was slightly stunned, then he looked up and stared into his dark eyes. He had always liked Xie Sui's eyes, and now being stared at by his gaze was like a spring flowing into his heart, calming down all his annoyance. He nodded slowly and opened his mouth, "Let me think about where to start."

Xie Sui said gently: "Let's start with your dream."

"Dream...? No, this is too confusing."

Song Yu shook his head and got off the bed.

Pale feet stepped on the thick red carpet.

He walked to the desk, opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper and a pen.

The retro-style table lamp's light was orange but not glaring. He spread out a piece of white paper, holding a pen in his hand, and half-jokingly said, "I'm going to tell you a tragic story about you. Do you want to listen?"

Xie Sui smiled faintly, walked over, and stood next to him: "Okay, I'll listen."

Song Yu held the pen. The boy's wrist was thin and white, with faintly visible blue veins. It looked fragile and it was hard to imagine how he could burst out with such great strength.

He drew a line on the paper.

"Here, this is your timeline. I once read a book called "Gentle Control", and the protagonist is you."

Xie Sui lowered his eyes and listened carefully, his expression calm.

Song Yu drew a node on this line from left to right: "This is six years old. Before six years old, the author didn't write it clearly, but it was briefly described in about three chapters later. You have a childhood sweetheart, that is me."

He simply signed his name next to it, and touched the word "Song Yu" with his pen: "You don't remember those memories, but we had a lot of fun together when we were kids."

Then there was a break in the timeline: "From the age of six to fifteen, you followed Aunt Xu to Jingcheng and were adopted by Grandma Chen. The years in between can be summed up in one word: miserable."

Song Yu's tone was not very heavy, trying to make the atmosphere less tense, and then he paused: "Then something even worse happened. I really think the author might have a grudge against you, and wrote this book just to torture you. When you were in high school, you met Wang Ci, yes, such a stupid rich second-generation, who was your deskmate and always bullied you. After you beat him into the hospital, he became even more aggressive against you. But he was not the most excessive, the more excessive one was Qin Mo."

Xie Sui listened quietly, his smile still lingering.

"Qin Mo is no longer a fool, he is just a scumbag. He coveted your looks, pretended to be a decent person, and kept trying to impress you. When you were bullied by Wang Ci, he helped you many times and chatted with you from time to time to comfort you. You were inferior and timid at that time, so you would grab the light when you saw it, so you opened your heart to him."

"But he's a scumbag. You were sincere to him, but he was just playing around. He even tricked you when you graduated from high school."

The image of the young man retching while leaning against a telephone pole on a rainy night appeared in Song Yu's mind again, and he frowned slightly.

The pen stopped at this point in the third year of high school, drew a node, and almost tore the paper. He didn't say anything disgusting, he just gave a brief summary.

"You injured Wang Ci and fled the apartment, and because you didn't come home too late, Grandma Chen went out to look for you and got into a car accident."

Having said this, Song Yu tilted his head, wanting to see Xie Sui's expression. But the boy was standing against the light, his expression hidden in the shadows, seemingly unmoved. Meeting his hesitant gaze, he just smiled and said, "Continue."

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently and continued to mark the line with a pen.

It ends from his senior year to the part when he returns to Xie's house.

"College is a new stage. Here, you met another scumbag, Sun Heguang. I think I remember his name correctly. Grandma Chen was hospitalized and needed a high medical fee. You worked part-time in college and didn't know how many jobs you worked a day. This scumbag was the general boss of the hotel where you worked. He had a white moonlight in his heart, who looked very similar to you. So when he first met you, he had bad intentions towards you."

Speaking of this, Song Yu seemed to be back to the time when he first watched "Gentle Control", feeling aggrieved and speechless, especially now that Xie Sui was still his boyfriend. He has never met Sun Heguang, and wonders if he can discuss with Director Song to get Sun Po back from Tianliang, haha.

"You rejected his pursuit, but he didn't give up. He kept putting obstacles in your way at school. When he pushed you to the point of no return, the Xie family found you."

New node.

However, Song Yu paused after that, and then drew a dot a short distance back.

"In the book, after you returned to the Xie family for a while, Xie Sinian made you his heir out of guilt. After the dust settled, you felt bad about everything in the country and went abroad for three years. Oh, we met again during these three years. You were disgusted by Sun Heguang and Qin Mo, and your personality was very gloomy for a while. I appeared as your childhood playmate. In the book, I talked to you for a long time and comforted you with my childhood memories."

Song Yu pulled the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly: "I will comfort you, calm your inner depression, let you let go of the past, completely let go of your hatred for Qin and Sun, and become a kind person again."

Xie Sui smiles

After Song Yu said this most disgusting part, the rest was easier to tell, because he was so angry at the time that he didn't even look at it carefully.

"You returned to China and appeared in City A as the heir of the Xie family. At this time, you met Zhao Ziyu at the banquet, the one you saw tonight."

At this point, Song Yu still felt the need to defend himself: "I really didn't hit him for no reason. He really deserved a beating for what he said."

Xie Sui smiled and said in a deep voice: "I believe you."

Song Yu finally felt a little better and smiled.

The timeline drawn at the beginning was not enough, so he took a pen and extended it at the end. There was no need to divide it into nodes because it was not clear anyway.

He said as he extended it.

"Zhao Ziyu and you were sworn enemies in business. After a while, he fell in love with you, but you didn't like him. At this time, Qin and Sun suddenly repented and felt deeply guilty about their past. They rushed to apologize to you, but you didn't seem to forgive them. So they turned their love into hatred, and the three of them joined forces to drive you out of the Xie family and imprison you on an isolated island."

Song Yu cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of idiots."

I stopped writing, and the rest of the story was what I heard from 008, the original plot of "Gentle Control".

Song Yu's tone became very complicated: "Zhao Ziyu regretted it after imprisoning you. He dealt with Qin and Sun, but he was reluctant to let you go, so he chatted with you every day through a door on the island. He also secretly helped you solve the Xie family's affairs. In the end, the Xie family, who was desperate, came to the island and wanted to shoot you. Zhao Ziyu blocked a bullet for you, and you were on the verge of life and death. At that moment - you were moved."

Song Yu almost uttered the last four words with gritted teeth.

You are touched. I'm not moved at all!

"You all went back later. By then I had already passed away and was buried in a cemetery in City A. Zhao Ziyu was lying in a coma in the hospital, and you came to my grave alone. You were touched by the death of your childhood sweetheart."

"At the end of "Gentle Control", you left my grave and went to the hospital where Zhao Ziyu was, and stayed by his bedside... Well, I guess he will open his eyes soon and it will be a happy ending."

Finish writing.

On the paper was a line drawn freehand that was not very straight, but each node was clearly defined, with each person's name written next to it.

Song Yu divided the lines into sections based on time ratio, so the area with his name on this line is pitifully narrow.

After recalling this story, Song Yu's mind felt a little empty. Even though my feet were on the blanket, they still felt a little cold.

Suddenly he felt someone sitting next to him. He turned his head blankly and saw that it was Xie Sui.

The chair is big enough to accommodate two people. The boy was wearing a shirt and his tie was unbuttoned. He looked relaxed and lazy, with no change in expression, as if he had just listened to a stranger's story.

Xie Sui asked, "Is the story of "Gentle Control" finished?"

Song Yu was very close to his warm body. After being stuck for half a second, he nodded: "Yeah. But I haven't told you about my dream yet."

Xie Sui nodded patiently.

Song Yu took out a blue pen from the drawer, turned around, and continued to add to the white paper and black timeline.

"I dreamed about you every day for a while."

"The first time I dreamed about it, it should be in this range. Not long after you returned to the Xie family, I was chatting with my sister at the banquet and saw you, but I didn't dare to recognize you at that time."

"The second time I dreamed about it, we met again in a hospital abroad. It seemed like we met because of my scam. You didn't remember anything about your childhood at that time."

Song Yu smiled and commented: "Mr. Xie is quite unkind."

"The third time," the pen returned to the starting point, "I dreamed about the first time we met in the manor when we were little. You followed me and called me brother, and I took you to climb the wall and steal fruit."

"And the fourth time..." Song Yu was a little confused as to where to start. He didn't know which time period it was. Was it before Xie Sui was trapped on the island or when he was trapped on the island?

"Do you remember last semester when I was trapped in the auditorium? It was raining heavily. Then I had a dream that I was trapped in a dark room by Qin Mo. This bastard gave me a tube of alcohol. I went out to call you, but I passed out before I finished the call. After I passed out, I heard my mother crying and my sister questioning you in tears. You said sorry."

That’s all. Song Yu didn't know how to participate in 008 and the system, but now that he had told Xie Sui everything he wanted to tell her, it was like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

He took a long breath, feeling relaxed all over. He turned his head, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his eyes bright and smiling, "So, actually I lied to you. Before I came to Jingcheng to find you, I had no childhood memories at all."

"I just think you had a terrible time in high school, and I want to help you."

When Xie Sui heard "a tube of alcohol", his blood ran cold. My heart ached violently, and the overwhelming fear and terror I had felt in the haunted house reappeared, seeping into my bones and sweeping through my brain. He closed his eyes and felt his hands shaking.

Song Yu always said that he had a miserable life in his previous life and suffered all the hardships in the world. But now, perhaps, is the time when he is most real and closest to pain.

After Song Yu finished speaking, she thought of Zhao Ziyu's words, and a trace of confusion flashed across her light-colored pupils as she said, "I've always told you that those who approach you with ill intentions are not well-intentioned, but it seems that my purpose was not pure at the beginning. In the last life, we were friends until death. In this life, am I cheating? Because I knew the plot first, I went to find you when you were still young. I treated you well, and then made you fall in love with me."

Is this considered cheating? In fact, this problem has always troubled him, just like using a strategy guide to conquer Xie Sui.

Xie Sui opened his eyes, his eyes were as cold as before but slightly red: "No."

Song Yu originally had a lot more to say, but when she saw his red eyes, she suddenly shut up.

Xie Sui smiled, reached out and pressed the back of his head, inserted his slender fingers into the boy's soft hair, leaned over and kissed him.

He bit his lips and teeth, as if venting his anxiety.

The handles of the chair imprisoned Song Yu's body, leaving him nowhere to escape. He could only passively accept this somewhat out-of-control kiss.

Song Yu was stunned and could feel Xie Sui's hand trembling.

He was a little confused.

Was his boyfriend scared by that stupid book "Gentle Control"?

"you……"

Xie Sui ended the kiss but did not get up. She hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear calmly and gently, "We must have loved each other in our previous life. When you came to Jingcheng, I liked you. It was love at first sight."

Song Yu was stunned.

Then, after Xie Sui was silent for a moment, he almost coaxed her into saying, "Yu Yu, don't you have anything to ask me?"

What's the question?

Song Yu's body stiffened.

Xie Lingshu's words flashed through his mind like lightning.

——"But I'm still curious, how can a person change so much after just one summer vacation? Because of meeting you?"

The doubts that had been suppressed in his heart for so long were screaming silently and were about to explode in his head.

From the second time I saw him, the boy no longer concealed his true nature - elegant, smiling, gentle, indifferent, spoke casually and casually, and acted calmly and flawlessly.

At the parking lot, he whispered to him, "Dreams are all fake. Open your eyes. I will always be by your side."

Song Yu's throat was dry, as if waking up from a dream. He opened his lips, but his voice didn't sound like his own: "Xie Sui, you told me not to dream that day, was it because..."

Xie Sui sat down, his eyes as dark as a deep pool, looking at him quietly.

Because why?

Song Yu was no longer able to speak.

Xie Sui smiled, lowered his eyes as if to comfort or sigh, and said, "Because I know everything."

boom. It was like a bolt of thunder exploding in his brain, shattering all his rationality and thinking, leaving only a blank.

Xie Sui rubbed Song Yu's hair and continued. .

"I know everything you dreamed about, everything you said, about your past life."

"I left your grave and didn't return to the hospital."

His voice was calm, and he spoke lightly about the crazy content.

"I was the one who fired the shot that left Zhao Ziyu in a coma. How could I fall in love with him?"

"On a dark and rainy day, I left your grave and didn't go to the hospital. I died in a car accident on the highway."

"And the story has just begun. I am back to when I was fifteen..."

He watched Song Yuzhen's expression gently and patiently.

The boy's pupils widened, his vision became blurred, and his face turned pale with shock.

Xie Sui gave him some time to calm down, and then slowly and softly said, "I will go back to when I was fifteen, come here to meet you, and fall in love with you all over again."

Song Yu's mind went blank. Suddenly, all the clues became clear and all the doubts were resolved.

But his limbs were still stiff, his body was cold, and he couldn't speak.

Xie Sui knew that his current gaze would only put more pressure on Song Yu, so he stopped looking at him.

He took the pen from Song Yu, his eyes fell back on the timeline on the white paper, the corners of his lips curled up, his expression was cold and sarcastic, like a knife in the snow, piercing.

“I don’t know whose imagination the story of “Gentle Control” was, but now I can restore my reality to you.”

He continued to hold Song Yu's blue pen and drew a new line starting from the place where they met again.

"After I was reborn, all my memories of you were formatted, leaving only the simple concept of our childhood sweethearts."

"But it doesn't matter. I've already remembered some of them, and I can guess at some of them myself."

His pen-holding posture was steady and elegant, but the words he wrote were cold and sharp.

"We met again abroad, but it's impossible for me not to remember what happened when we were kids. Maybe I was lying to you or teasing you, but, all this was to pursue you."

Song Yu was no longer able to speak.

Xie Sui: "Just like what you told me when we were six years old, sitting on the iron gate of the orchard, the person involved is often confused. It turns out that I really like that aggressive 'little sister', but I didn't know it myself."

Song Yu: “…”

The lines drawn by Xie Sui were as straight as if they were drawn with a ruler.

The tone is calm and the narration is true.

"I wasn't sure if I had caught up with her, but now, I think we were lovers in our previous life. I have caught up with her, and I got what I wanted."

"We should have fallen in love in China, during the time I left the Xie family. And I was not framed by Zhao Ziyu and the others. My leaving at that time was just a trap set for Mr. Xie and Xie Lingshu."

"Your accident also happened at this time."

Xie Sui stared at that place in silence for a long time, then laughed at himself: "I'm really useless."

He extended the line backwards and said lightly.

“I was never forced to go to the island.”

"Perhaps from the beginning, I was going after Zhao Ziyu in order to kill him."