Chapter 82

"What's wrong with you?" Tan Li asked while playing with the crystal chain on her nails.

Ying Heng didn't say anything.

Tan Li turned her head to look at him, thought for a while, and stretched out her hand -

Ying Heng: ...? ? ?

When he reacted belatedly, his face was already pressed by Tan Li's hands.

Tan Li ignored Ying Heng's resistance and twisted his face forcefully, "Don't be so awkward, man, what's wrong?"

Ying Heng, who was lifeless just now, blinked his eyes and slowly focused. His eyes fell on Tan Li's hands pressing on his cheeks.

"...Ni Fankawu." His mouth moved.

"Ah?" Tan Li didn't understand, "Speak human language, I don't understand."

Ying Heng: "..."

Some light returned to his eyes helplessly, he raised his hand, covered Tan Li's hand, and pulled it down -

it didn't move.

Ying Heng: "...Dinner is ready."

"Ah?" Tan Li shook Ying Heng's face impatiently, "I told you to speak human language, but you didn't understand!"

Ying Heng's cheeks were pressed hard, and some of his pale lips were squeezed into a pouty shape, and even slightly reddened due to external stimulation.

"...That..." Liang Yian, who was sitting in the driver's seat, couldn't stand it anymore, "Miss Tan, how about...you let go of our boss first?"

"If you do this...it may be inconvenient for him to talk."

With a humble attitude, there was a hint of sympathy in her eyes when she looked at the rearview mirror.

"Oh," Tan Li put down her hands, "Why didn't you say it earlier! How would I know if you didn't say it?"

Ying Heng:...

He rubbed his cheeks that were red from being pressed hard, and chuckled softly.

Perhaps the red mark on his face was too obvious, Tan Li felt guilty. She thought for a moment, touched Ying Heng's head, and whispered softly, "I didn't mean it, don't be angry."

That tone was like coaxing a child.

Ying Heng: ... even angrier.

Perhaps because of anger, the gray and dead air on Ying Heng's body faded visibly, "Didn't I say it? You don't understand human language."

While speaking, he was still rubbing his face, and the pale face became redder and redder as he rubbed it.

Seeing that his face had returned to its rosy and white appearance, Tan Li lightly pressed the corner of her mouth and said seriously, "Didn't you send me delicious food and fun things a few days ago? Why did you suddenly stop?" "

People need to persevere, don't you understand?"

Facing her blaming him back, Ying Heng was so angry that he laughed, "Didn't you despise me when I sent you things before? I'm just doing what you want by not trying to please others."

"Ah~" Hearing Ying Heng's words, Tan Li covered her mouth, "You're trying to please others with your face? So disgusting."

"..." Ying Heng took a deep breath and drew a perfect arc, "Tan Li, if you want to piss me off to death, I can say it directly. There's no need to be so roundabout."

Hearing him say this, Tan Li put away the joking expression on her face, "Ying Heng, I don't want you to die. I hope you live well."

"I've said before, your being alive is a miracle in itself."

Ying Heng froze.

But at the same time, it was as if a group of small ants were crawling from his feet to his brain, bringing numbness.

He turned his head uncomfortably, and some words surged up his throat, but were suppressed by something.

Tan Li saw Ying Heng's fingers retracting into a fist, and his eyes, which were just panicked, disappeared like falling stars.

"... Tan Li, you..." Ying Heng's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had made a great effort, "You live a good life."

He made up his mind, "Don't worry about me."

"You are different from me," he forced a desolate smile, and as he smiled, the curve of his mouth slowly became gentle, "Don't be with someone like me who is constantly wasting energy all day long, you should be with those who are lively, happy, and have a rich spiritual world."

"Tan Li, you can live a very good life, very good, and you will live a happy life." He had no confidence in himself, but he had full confidence in Tan Li.

Tan Li was silent for a moment.

"Ying Heng." Tan Li called out Ying Heng's name.

But Ying Heng seemed to be burned by something and avoided her gaze.

Tan Li looked at the back of Ying Heng's head and confirmed for the first time, as never before, "Ying Heng, I think we can both live a very good life."

Ying Heng said nothing.

Tan Li didn't care that he didn't respond. Instead, she seemed to have put down a huge stone in her heart. "I can do it, you can do it, we can do it."

Ying Heng paused for a long time and laughed at himself.

"Ying Heng," Tan Li rolled her eyes and forced Ying Heng's face back again, but this time, her movements were gentle. "Didn't you try hard before? Are you willing to give up so easily?"

Ying Heng was unwilling.

But what's the use of being unwilling? His emotions are not under his control at all.

A few days ago, he tried to learn from Tan Xinman, to be a person who would move forward even if rejected, like an indestructible cockroach, but...

he and Tan Xinman are still different.

He was rejected, and he would need more energy to regain his courage. He was rejected, and he would constantly doubt whether his way was right. He hoped that he could walk out of the shadow of the past, but his legs that could not stand up reminded him again and again that everything was gone.

His hope once again became his shackles.

He was so depressed that he could not get up.

"Didn't you say before? Lie down where you fall, didn't I lie down obediently?" Ying Heng didn't dare to look into Tan Li's eyes. The warmer her hands covering his cheeks were, the more desolate his heart was.

"Tan Li, you know, the four words 'let me work hard' make me feel more painful than letting me die." For a moment, Ying Heng's true words were like a flood bursting out of a dam, "I don't want to work hard anymore, and I don't want to cheer up anymore, so let it be."

"No!" Tan Li held up Ying Heng's slowly drooping head.

"...I'm tired, Tan Li, I'm really tired." Ying Heng closed his eyes, "I can't be a positive person. Even if I can pretend for a while, I can't pretend for a lifetime."

"Even if I suddenly want to live a good life today, I will still be hit by negative energy coming from somewhere tomorrow, and I can't stand up." Ying Heng's voice was hoarse, "I can't stand up Tan Li, so don't waste your time on someone like me."

"I said--" Tan Li exerted a little force with her hands and forced Ying Heng to raise his head, "No."

Her actions made Ying Heng helplessly look into her eyes.

Tan Li looked into his eyes and said word by word, "Ying Heng, you said that we are fellow patients."

"I will not give up on myself, and I will not give up on you."

Tan Li could not accept that she had become the kind of person that the main god system wanted her to be, nor could she accept that Ying Heng was judged to have died young as stated in the book of life.

"Ying Heng, I don't like to lose, and I have never lost in my life," Tan Li said with a cold and firm look, "Even if life is not the best I imagined, I have always lived up to myself."

"You don't want to work hard?"

"It's okay." Tan Li pinched Ying Heng's cheeks with both hands and pulled them out, "Ah Heng, it's okay if you don't want to work hard." "

I'm very powerful, more powerful than you and everyone else can imagine."

She smiled confidently, "Just wait for your sister to take you away."

At that moment, Ying Heng looked at her and felt that the Milky Way was far away, but it couldn't compare to the brilliance in Tan Li's eyes.

Gradually, his cheeks felt the pain of being pulled, and his perception, which was almost numb, slowly recovered.

"…Who is your brother?" Ying Heng's cheek was still being pulled by Tan Li, and his voice was a little vague, "Don't take this opportunity to give yourself points for your seniority."

As he said that, he stretched out his hands and pressed on Tan Li's wrists.

The cold touch of the gold jewelry touched the palms, making Ying Heng's palms even colder, but there was a faint warmth coming from them.

Ying Heng grabbed Tan Li's wrists, "Can you stop touching my head and face all day long?"

Tan Li raised her eyebrows. Hey, the young man needs to be taught a lesson, right?

She just wanted to let Ying Heng experience what it means to suppress with force, but the cold touch of Ying Heng's hands and bracelets suddenly pressed down, and in a moment of carelessness, Ying Heng took the opportunity to pull her hands down.

After Ying Heng pulled Tan Li's hand off his face, he left in a flash, leaving only the coolness between his fingers lingering on the inside of Tan Li's wrist.

Tan Li glanced at her wrist strangely.

"So where are we going?" Ying Heng's expression changed very quickly. Just now he looked abandoned by the world, but now he returned to his usual weird look.

Tan Li's eyes drifted away from her wrist and she leaned back in her chair. "Just follow your sister, why are you talking so much nonsense."

"...Have you forgotten that the driver is still mine?" Ying Heng asked sincerely.

Tan Li: "...Oh, to the helicopter pad at my house."

Ying Heng: ???

Tan Li: "I'm going to visit Tan Xinman on set. It's too slow to take a car. Let's go by helicopter."

"Oh," Ying Heng had no objection to flying, but was curious. "What about the variety show crew?"

Tan Li said casually, "I have more than one helicopter, and I've arranged some for them."

"Tan Xinman sometimes works far away, and she also takes my helicopter."

Ying Heng: ...quietly, Tan Li now has several helicopters. Maybe her idea of ​​buying an airport will come true one day.

"You still care about my crew. You're really kind." Tan Li gave Ying Heng a thumbs up as a compliment for his thoughtfulness.

"...Of course." Ying Heng curled his lips.

He couldn't say that he watched Tan Li's live broadcast every day. He was already embarrassed today. If he said that again, he would lose face even more.

For the sake of his precarious face, Ying Heng maintained an elegant silence.

**

The helicopter descended from the sky, raising a cloud of dust.

Ying Heng looked at Tan Li's exquisite high heels stepping on the dust, and couldn't help frowning, "Tan Xinman works here?"

"Yeah." Tan Li explained, "Their group likes to make trouble. The first group selected a poor mountainous area, saying that they would live here for a while to help the countryside and let the audience pay more attention to people with difficult lives."

"They said a lot, I can't remember it all," Tan Li turned around, saying, "Do you want me to carry you down?"

Ying Heng: "...No need!"

Tan Li glanced at his slightly red earlobe, "Okay."

Young people are so shameless.

Ying Heng got off the helicopter with the help of Liang Yian. At the same time, another helicopter with the variety show team filming Tan Li also arrived.

The sound of the helicopter propellers whirred, drowning out all the surrounding sounds.

Suddenly,

Tan Li narrowed her eyes and looked into the distance.

A hurried and panicked sound came from that direction.