"Bing Nandong, don't you feel disgusted when you look at me?" After all, the owner of this appearance has always wanted to kill him.
"no the same."
The answer was incomprehensible. Fan Zhiyi's fingers twitched nervously, but he couldn't bring himself to say no.
It was like dropping a stone into a small pond. The ripples were small, but they couldn't be stopped. Fan Zhiyi felt his breathing slow down. He didn't dare look up, afraid that looking into the boy's indomitable eyes would move him again.
He is timid and fearful, and he does not have the confidence to form such a bond with others in this world. Once Baibai comes back, all his life here will be broken.
"Sixth, Fan Zhiyi..." Bing Nandong couldn't help but chuckle at this. The man sitting upright leaned forward to shorten the distance between them. "How did you just praise me in front of Zhuang Yujing?"
Fan Zhiyi's brain froze again and he opened his eyes wide in vain. What the hell, how long had Bing Nandong been here just now?
His face inexplicably became hot, and he said vaguely: "Didn't you hear it?"
"I want you to praise me again in person. I will be very happy if you do that." Bing Nandong stared at Fan Zhiyi.
Fan Zhiyi's face flushed crimson, his heart pounding against the wall. Could he possibly say something like that in front of the person he was dealing with? Besides, hadn't he already heard everything?
Bing Nandong continued to seduce: "Are you really not going to look up at me? I'm leaving Tianyunmen again tomorrow, and I won't be able to see you for a few days."
"..." Even though he really wanted to ask Bing Nandong why he wanted to leave, Fan Zhiyi held it back.
"Never mind, let's go see a play in seven days. It should be your favorite play." Bing Nandong placed a ticket on the stone table and pushed it forward to where Fan Zhiyi could see. "I'll wait for you."
After saying that, he stood up. Bing Nandong looked at Fan Zhiyi who was like a quail, and couldn't help but rub his head with his hand. Then he calmed down and performed a set of actions without any fault.
As a result, as soon as he left the courtyard gate, Bing Nandong leaned against the wall, panting heavily, with his hand on his heart, feeling the unusual and disrupted rhythm there.
It was worth his long hours of rehearsing alone; everything was quite successful today, and the tickets had been distributed. When he was talking about the latter part, he was almost dying of nervousness.
This ticket was given to him by Xu Qing a few days ago when he asked her to help deliver food to Fan Zhiyi, asking him to try to ask Fan Zhiyi out. This would be much more effective than the two of them forcing themselves not to meet each other.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to see him, it’s clearly that Fan Zhiyi has never come to see him.
Bing Nandong took out another theater ticket, looked carefully at the date and play on it, and raised the corner of his mouth.
Just as Bing Nandong said, Bing Nandong did not show up for several days after that conversation. However, Xu Qing came to deliver food once on the way.
Xu Qing was the only person Fan Zhiyi knew about Bing Nandong's current whereabouts, so Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but chat with her for a few more words and learned that Bing Nandong was actually on a mission.
Xu Qing looked at him and couldn't help asking, "Did Senior Brother invite you to the theater?"
Fan Zhiyi nodded.
Xu Qing didn't say anything more, but just told Bing Nandong that he had made a lot of preparations for going out with him this time, and asked him to keep the appointment.
"A lot of preparations" was Xu Qing's excuse; it was all she could do for her senior brother. She and her sisters had come down the mountain when they saw a theatre troupe arriving. She bought two tickets and presented them to her senior brother, who was reluctant to accept them. Unexpectedly, he was quite honest; he'd made an appointment with Fan Zhiyi after all.
There were quite a lot of preparations… Fan Zhiyi didn't know what Bing Nandong was going to prepare. Was he going to book the entire theater like a domineering CEO? No, no, no, if that were the case, given Bing Nandong's personality, he probably wouldn't even give him a ticket. Instead, he'd just take him there to show off in front of him.
Or, you're not going to confess your feelings in public, are you? How is this any different from the little boy who confessed his feelings in front of the girls' dormitory at school? This is moral kidnapping. How is this any different from pooping in public?
If that were the case, Fan Zhiyi would definitely not go. He would be so embarrassed that he would have to give up the two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. But it seemed that Bing Nandong would not do such a thing.
Why should he think so much? Isn't it just like going to the cinema to watch a movie with his good friends? He may not go.
Fan Zhiyi looked at the play on the ticket: "Fighting Ghosts". A friendly reminder is that people with heart disease and those who are timid should not enter. Fan Zhiyi became even more interested and wanted to go and see it.
Fan Zhiyi sighed, and then thought about what to do if Bing Nandong brought up the issue from that day again, and how he should answer.
After repeated thinking, he found the drama really tempting, so with the thought that he would die sooner or later, Fan Zhiyi went out.
Because this world is so weird, Fan Zhiyi put all the ghost-hunting equipment that he hadn't carried with him for a long time into his Qiankun bag, and only then did he feel safe.
When watching this kind of play, he was really afraid that he would encounter a real ghost.
The play started in the evening, so Fan Zhiyi bought some snacks from the nearby stalls and waited for Bing Nandong at the theater entrance.
Without a watch, he didn't know the exact time, so he stood at the door bored, watching the sky turn from dark to day, the street lights light up on the street, the snacks he bought were completely cold, and Fan Zhiyi didn't even see that person.
Go in first?
Fan Zhiyi looked around for a while, not giving up, and a kind older brother reminded him that the show had already started. Fan Zhiyi felt a little disappointed, but since he was already there, he simply didn't wait any longer and went in first.
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