Midnight

"come over."

The embers, precariously between the finger bones, cooled and fell. The remaining flames struggled.

Just like the person with a bad look at this moment, a ray of light leaked into the gray world, struggling to death.

"Cheer me."

“…”

Bai Luo was standing in a daze at the door, overwhelmed by an overwhelming sense of guilt.

She seems to have gone too far.

Under the brim of the boy's black hat, his eyes were fierce and lifeless, his face was unfriendly, and his whole body was covered with a messy mist.

A moment of elegant silence.

"Are you angry?"

Asking despite knowing the answer.

She really wanted to tease him, because he always liked to tease her.

Just as the kitchen was out of white sugar, she walked into the small shop on the corner and bought a bag of new sugar.

I don’t know why Bo Yi got soaked in the rain all the way and hurried back.

Just because she jokingly said: "I'm leaving."

The boy’s love is like backlight, which she cannot see, but it illuminates all her confusion.

The rental house is dripping with steam. It smells of damp.

"come over."

Each word is pronounced with emphasis.

In the endless night, the lights and shadows overlap in thousands layers.

Bo Xi's pupils were an icy black. He was cynical and heartless.

"Coo, me."

Two groups of words that are sinister.

“…”

Bai Luo was born without the talent to comfort others.

From childhood to adulthood, I have never used sweet words to coax anyone.

It is difficult to measure the extent of his anger.

Anyway, I shouldn't tease him.

But the fact is, she will move out sooner or later. It's just a matter of time.

A faint blue hue flashed through her eyes. It was the green grape milk tea he had brought her, her favorite.

The lights from thousands of homes surrounded the young man, making him feel cold.

"Would you like some milk tea?"

Bai Luo put down the white sugar in his hand and put on the milk tea straw.

Let the person who is angry and needs to be appeased drink the first sip.

"Yes."

This counts as coaxing.

Raindrops of all sizes fell rapidly from all over the world, and the green tide of summer flooded into my head.

Bo Qi is a man of great courage and integrity, with a cold, reserved and unrestrained temperament, and is indifferent.

Use the milk tea he bought to coax him.

That’s really great.

Bai Luo, holding the milk tea helplessly, lost his patience.

"I drink it myself."

I took a sip and it tasted sour and sweet.

And more patience.

“…”

"Bai Luo, there's no one like you."

Forget about not knowing how to coax people, your patience will run out in less than half a minute.

Sooner or later she will make me angry to death.

Her neck was pinched hard, and he forced her to look him in the eye.

"Come on again."

“…”

The scent of cold cigarettes warmed her breath inch by inch. Bai Luo stared at the aggrieved man, a dimple on the corner of his lips.

Slender white fingers silently tugged at a small corner of his wet white shirt.

"elder brother."

He blinked and softened his throat.

Will this appease him?

As dusk draws to a close, the lights are lit one after another, repeating the tenderness thousands of times.

Bo Xi's eyes, which were tempered with ice and fire, were distorted for a moment.

The world faded on his retina, leaving only Bai Luo's outline growing wildly.

Girls always have a way to make him angry.

Bai Luo looked at the person in front of him whose face had darkened a few shades, and frowned slightly.

Doesn’t her voice sound nice?

Is the sound too cold?

Following his conjecture, he called out again, softening and lowering his voice.

"elder brother."

This should be fine.

But unexpectedly, his face became darker and darker.

The walls peeled away year after year, leaving the ground covered in white. In the gray and moldy corridors, the light slanted dimly.

The force of pinching Bai Luo's neck increased. Her skin was thin and tender, and the thin red mark was obvious.

"Don't you want to hear it?"

Don't you want to hear her call him brother?

Didn’t she ask him to repeat the words before?

The next second, the distance suddenly shortened.

The coolness mixed with the anxious breathing invaded the senses.

Too close, too ambiguous.

The temperature in Bo Xi's eyes was almost zero. He stared at her beautiful eyes and rolled his Adam's apple.

"Who the hell wants to be your brother?"

Does he need a sister like her?

Outside the window, the cicadas chirped endlessly. Burning desires ran rampant.

Bo Xi lowered his brows and eyes, and the shadow swallowed up the last trace of blood.

At this moment, if he confessed his feelings rashly, he was not 100% sure of success.

And 100% certainty is hidden in 99% anxiety and 1% of desperate attempt.

Little do we know that nothing in life is 100% certain, and love is a risk of probability.

But he was timid.

After all, if feelings are not yet mature, expressing them out loud will cause burns.

"Bai Luo."

The sharp throat is empty, sweet, cold, astringent and hoarse.

"Can you please be kind to me?"

Girls' minds are so hard to guess.

He was 100% sure that he liked her, and 10% sure that she liked him.

This is the first time I feel so unconfident about myself.

What I’m afraid of is not rejection, but the relationship that will be in a mess after the status quo is broken.

Open love is a shadow game, and confession may cause both the shadow and the light to perish.

He didn't want to lose her light.

“…”

Why are you so fierce?

And no matter how much she cared about him, the two of them basically only met at night.

Each has their own social circle.

The water-colored mist was silently unrestrained. Bai Luo moved his lips.

"I will."

In fact, she had already started to care about him without realizing it.

I used to think that not caring was just a pretense, but my heart had already quietly shifted.

Once I got used to him, my heart warmed up.

So did she coax him?

Thick fog rolled in, filling the sky with misty rain. Bo Yi raised the corner of his lips casually.

He glanced coldly at the white sugar.

"What are you buying candy for?"

"I use it to..."

Bai Luo hurried to the kitchen while he was speaking.

Her taro cake!

Fortunately, the fire was low and the taro cake only had a thin layer of golden color on the surface.

"It's time to eat."

The figure busy in the kitchen called out without even turning his head.

A mist-like light fell relentlessly on Bai Luo. Amidst the lights of countless homes, her shadow was framed by the city, tiny yet clear.

The girl's presence makes the rental house a verb of "home".

Bo Yu closed the door, threw away his cigarette butt, and like an old man, he leaned back in his chair lazily, listening to the sound of rain in comfort.

Crackling, accompanied by someone's pounding heartbeat.

Bai Luo considered the two people's appetite, ground half of the taro into a fine paste, and cooked taro cakes and taro sandwiches.

Bo Xi's gaze fell on the dinner presented by the girl, his thin eyelids wrinkled, and his brows frowned.

He suffers from a congenital allergy to taro. Any contact with it will trigger a systemic stress response, which can even lead to asphyxiating shock in severe cases.

But he didn't want to spoil her fun.

After all, it was the first time the girl prepared dinner.

In the end, love prevailed.

If you are allergic, then you are allergic.

"Do you think it tastes okay?"

Bai Luo met his sinister eyes and blinked his long eyelashes.

The rental house is filled with cold colors, and the evening breeze blows again and again.

The two of them sat opposite each other, and a simple folding table became a crooked island.

"How is it, do you like it?"

Bai Luo bit his milk tea straw, his usually cold eyes now filled with a little sparkle as he stared quietly at the ferocious-looking boy and took a slow bite of the taro sandwich.

The soft taro paste melted on the tip of my tongue, its sweetness concealed by a grainy, greasy, and bitter taste. Bo's sharp Adam's apple rolled.

When I looked up, I saw her eyelashes blinking as if covered with mist, probably because of the rain seeping in through the window.

"like."

My throat felt slightly burning, but I somehow said something against my will.

Don't like taro paste.

Like people.

But I love her and her everything about her, love her soul, and love the traces of her collision with the world.

It is a bitter fruit that one is willing to swallow despite knowing the danger.

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

Before Bai Luo could say anything, the phone in the middle of the mottled desk buzzed without warning.

A bright message flashed across the screen.

[I miss you. Can I come find you?]

The note is uncle.

It pierced straight into the two people's dark eyes.

Second by second, the world is plunged into darkness like a dark cloud.

The boy’s eyes were dark and bottomless, like an abyss, cold and heartless, like an island that could never be reached.

His "good brother" is really relentless in pursuing him.

"Reply to him."

The voice is urgent and impatient.

His intuition told him that she was leaving.

The dark, musty alley was filled with the odor of rotten water and damp rain. The window frames of the rental houses cut out a patch of gray sky, and the warm yellow lights cast a shadow of people.

Bai Luo's heart ached inexplicably.

It was not because of the sudden humble message on the phone screen, but because of the young man with a ferocious look in front of him.

My broken heart truly ached for him.

"Bo Yi, I'm going back to my hometown to live for a while and won't be back for a while."

Finally, she pursed her lips and told the truth.

I had already booked a ticket to return to Nanhuai tomorrow, but unexpectedly, news about my uncle came suddenly.

She knew in her heart that Shang Yu's brief inquiry was not empty words and he must have put it into action.

An eye-catching commercial vehicle was probably parked at the entrance of Nanfeng Lane, looking out of place.

Coinciding with the opportunity of returning home to worship her father, she wants to confess her feelings to Shang Yu again.

She didn't want to tear it apart to the point of embarrassment.

After all, we have lived together for so many years and have walked a long way together.

Bo Xi's violent aura almost solidified into substance.

"what ever."

He snorted and threw the lighter from the corner of the table into his palm. He caught it accurately and then spun it around.

The two were silent, the world was cold and quiet, and the sound of rain became the only conversation.

The ginkgo leaves outside the window are falling one by one in the dark rain.

The boy's heart was rotting inch by inch in the eternal night.

The burning pain burns the internal organs, and the flesh and blood withers.

He knew that in her heart, he would never be as important as her little uncle.

The world is too big, and he is too small, so small that he does not exist. No one can save him, and he does not want to be saved.

"Bo Qian."

The wind carried an intoxicating scent. His heart felt like it was being squeezed, and a bitter feeling rushed straight to his eyes. For some reason, Bai Luo's eyes turned red.

He is clearly a cold-hearted and cold-blooded person, but I still shed tears for him every time.

But she fell in love with a shaky young man.

It shouldn’t have happened.

He moved his lips and spoke in a low, hoarse tone.

"I… am leaving."

There was no need to bring anything, Bai Luo just changed her dress into a white T-shirt and black pants.

The dress was still bought by Bo Xi.

The first time, he pronounced her dress "uniquely ugly."

The second time, on the grounds that “the first one wasn’t as good looking.”

The third time, he used the excuse that “the second one wasn’t as good looking.”

The repetitive cycle of replacement, illogical yet stubborn, was so intense that Bai Luo, who always kept her wardrobe in black and white, ended up with seven dresses in just seven days.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window fell silent for a moment. Bo Yu was no longer at the dining table.

The musty bathroom, the mottled sofa, the dilapidated balcony, there is no trace of the rebellious young man.

I guess he went out for something.

I locked the door, took an umbrella, and walked down the stairs in the dripping night.

In front of the rusty iron gate, the disappeared boy leaned against the fence like a boneless person.

There was a little redness and heat between the finger bones.

"Why did you come downstairs?"

Without an umbrella, you will be caught in the rain.

Are you angry again?

Bai Luo's indifferent gaze fell on his damp shirt. Then he looked up and caught a glimpse of the blazing red on his neck.

"Why is your neck so red?"

The boy, with a cold expression, lazily lifted his thin eyelids. Wet, gray smoke rushed across their faces.

"I'm allergic."

Three very cold words.

It instantly ignited Bai Luo's tears.

He didn't plan to tell her that he wanted to hold on all night, but who the hell knew that his "brother" was so determined to destroy their already fragile relationship tonight.

If he doesn't have a good life, Shang Yu will have an even worse life.

Defects must be reported.

He wanted to make Bai Luo feel sorry for him right under Shang Yu's nose.

The light was dim on a rainy day. Bo Qi stared at Bai Luo's small face with a cold and subdued look.

"pain."

I feel extremely wronged.

Please feel sorry for me, okay?

Don't go with him, okay?

Without warning, Bai Luo's eyes became hot.

Tears welled up in his eyes only.

"Is it an allergy to taro paste? Why didn't you tell me?"

“Why would you eat it if you knew you were allergic?”

His tone was cold and fierce, mixed with a hint of worry.

"You did it."

Bo Xi's eyes were filled with ambiguous darkness, and his tone was gloomy at the end.

Because it's her, I'm willing to feel pain for her.

Second by second, the overwhelming sense of guilt overwhelmed Bai Luo.

Tears burst before oxygen.

"Are you stupid?"

How can there be such a stupid person?

Rain and night have lost their distinction, and water and sky have eliminated their boundaries.

There was a charm in the corners of Bai Luo's red eyes, and Bo Qi's heart ached.

Are you stupid?

The girl is even dumber than him.

His cold finger bones wiped away the natural tears from the corners of her eyes, his movements rough and wild.

"Why are you crying? It's nothing serious. Don't worry about it."

"Let's go quickly, don't make your uncle wait anxiously."

I deliberately put the emphasis on it.

“…”

I'm still in a sarcastic mood at this time.

"Go upstairs and apply the medicine."

Bai Luo's tears rolled down uncontrollably, one drop at a time.

A luxurious black business car had been parked in front of the dilapidated Millennium Residential Building for a long time.

In the dim back seat of the car, the noble and cold-hearted man clenched his fists, his veins bulging.

The driver in the main car shuddered suddenly.

It is hard for anyone to accept that the girl he likes is having an affair with his half-brother.

Bai Luo pulled Bo Xi's arm upstairs without giving him any reason to argue.

He pressed the person down to sit on the sofa and hurriedly went to his suitcase to get the allergy medicine.

Bought it a long time ago.

I don't know if it was because she was afraid that the rash would spread, or because she was afraid that he would feel pain or itch, but she suddenly sat on him.

Bo Xi was so frightened that his breathing stopped for a moment.

"what?"

The voice was low, but restrained.

Don’t you know how dangerous this action is?

The cool ointment spread its minty fragrance across his palm. Bai Luo leaned in closer, his bright eyes reflecting Bo Qi's cold and arrogant face.

It is difficult to suppress one's nature.

One hand was holding his face sideways, while the other hand was touching his red-spotted skin.

"Don't move, I'll apply the medicine on you."

What else can I do?

On the sofa in the dilapidated rental house, the light of fireworks is short-lived, while the light of the lamp lasts long.

The girl's allure.

Bo Yi stared at her falling hair, some of which had the minty scent of ointment.

"Bai Luo."

"Please feel sorry for me."

"Is that okay?"

Don't go with him, okay?

The boy who had been so arrogant in high school now showed his most embarrassing side in front of her, as if he was showing weakness and risking all his pride.

He was still rebellious and cold, but Bai Luo's existence became the only warm blood he stabbed.