Chapter 48 Can't you hear me? I'm just kidding you

There is a sky full of broken stars just across the wall.

“…”

Shen Jixing frowned, and his cold eyes were instantly covered with mist.

Zhou Yili's body suddenly stiffened.

Probably because it was enjoyable to listen to.

The slender and tense body gradually relaxed, and the dangerous hand released the beautiful jaw and slid along the thin neckline to the back of the neck.

He held the neck of this noble and distinguished person and caressed her tenderly.

"Why are you so coquettish, Shen Jixing?"

The low, hoarse voice tinged with water color lingers sexily in the night wind.

The silent star turned away, with a hint of red at the corners of his cold eyes.

He spoke coldly, his voice slightly hoarse: "If you don't want to talk, get out. Who allowed you to..."

The corners of her rosy and moist lips were gently rubbed.

Zhou Yili wiped the wetness off his face carelessly, his tone lazily asking, "Who's holding me back from leaving?"

“…”

The young master seemed to have gotten used to the sweet taste and finally stopped being cold and indifferent. He sneered at his sweet prey.

"Am I a good person? Shen Jixing."

Abandoned again and again.

Is Zhou Yili a despicable person?

As long as he waves, will you come running over to get a pat on the head?

Shen Jixing knew what he was thinking, and Bo Bai's sharp eyes calmed down.

“Maybe I am different from you.”

Zhou Yili did not comment: "No one is as cruel and ruthless as you."

Shen Ji raised his eyes and looked at him.

In the dim light, those eyes were cold and emotionless, with the color of water glass floating in their eyes.

At that moment Zhou Yili felt that he seemed a little aggrieved and was about to cry.

Birds are noble and holy, so they should be forgiven even if they get into trouble, right?

It's fucking true.

Zhou Yili was too lazy to argue with him any further, after all he knew what kind of person this person was.

"Okay, let's go..."

“We are not part of the process.”

Shen Jixing suppressed the color in his eyes and said calmly: "To us, it is just an insignificant game. Why should it be required to follow the settings at birth and forever search for a lover who does not exist?"

The topic was still raised.

Zhou Yili stood in the flickering night, the wind blowing across his dark eyebrows, his eyes revealing a sneer of sarcasm: "How can you be sure whether it wants to keep that memory?"

"When you insist on doing your own thing, you never think of asking other people's opinions, right?"

This statement clearly goes beyond the scope of the law.

The game settings are in the hands of Shen Xing, and the mermaid has no right to choose.

Zhou Yili wants to speak up for those who feel unfair.

It is his past self.

Shen Jixing was silent for a moment, and said indifferently: "Zhou Yili, I just think it's unfair."

If he was really Him, he would not let his lover endure a thousand years of loneliness, searching and separation again and again.

Zhou Yili faced him sideways, his expression unremarkable, tall and proud, he would not bow to anyone.

"So giving up everything and resetting the program to get back on track is your choice?"

Shen Jixing is always calm and rational, and he calculates the best solution at every moment.

Zhou Yili sneered, "I understand."

The soothing effect of that unsolicited kiss didn't seem to last long, and the mask of indifference eventually enveloped him once again.

Shen Jixing grabbed him at the last moment: "Zhou Yili, they will meet again."

The cool and calm voice is still indifferent.

But what he meant was—

Even in the cold world of programming, numbers have life when they are born, and each number is unique, even if the program is terminated and restarted.

As long as they love each other enough, they will meet again in the process.

When there is no pain and sorrow.

"This is the best outcome I could think of."

Shen Jixing was one of the very few people who explained this to one person. He didn’t know if Zhou Yili could understand it, but this was all he could say.

Choice is always a double-edged sword.

Just as Xiongxiong said, no matter what choice he made, he would be scolded in the end.

Shen Jixing lowered his eyes calmly, straightened his messy shirt and said, "Let's go."

When he passed by Zhou Yili, he seemed to hear him say something.

"What about us?"

Will we have a good ending after meeting again?

The fireworks at the Night View Restaurant were blooming at ten o'clock, and the sound of the explosion covered his voice. Shen Jixing did not hear what he said.

He tilted his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhou Yili's Adam's apple slid slightly as he stared at the cold, ink-like face.

Grand and brilliant fireworks exploded from behind him, and his eyes, as thin as ice, seemed to be too big for anyone to contain.

"Why are you telling me this?" Zhou Yili asked him.

Shen Jixing looked at him with some confusion, but then his expression remained calm and indifferent.

"Can't you hear it?"

"I'm trying to tease you."

…

Memories are wrapped up and carried across the brilliant fireworks, flying into the equally cool and windy summer night.

"Give me a title, Teacher Shen."

The young man looked at him lazily with his head propped up. The long night fell behind him. He smiled and said, "It's not a solution to keep going like this."

Shen Jixing was in charge of his cultural studies and extended the tutoring time to eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Yili threw the toilet paper in front of him, and when he took it to examine it carefully, he reached around from behind and put his head on him.

Lowering his eyes: "Hmm?"

This person has a pleasant scent of white sandalwood and her skin is as white as freshly fallen snow.

Zhou Yili felt distracted just by looking at him.

Shen Jixing's eyes paused slightly, and he avoided his breath silently, lowered his eyes calmly, and began to mark the test papers with a red pen.

"You have no status, go ahead and sit down."

At this time, Zhou Yili was young and innocent, with some of the youthful vigor and unbridled expression, yet also lazy and clingy and coquettish.

"Do you think this confession is too hasty?"

Zhou Yili put her arms around his thin shoulders, her curling hair rubbing against his chin, like a little lion who was used to acting coquettishly.

"Tomorrow I will go buy flowers, a ring, gifts, and lots of things you like. Then I will decorate the venue and celebrate with you again..."

"Zhou Yili."

Shen Jixing interrupted him and tapped the tip of his pen lightly on the roll of paper, leaving a small mark of ink.

"Go ahead and sit down."

His tone was cold and merciless. The little lion lying on his shoulder was stunned, and then slowly let go of him.

Zhou Yili sat back in the seat opposite and casually played with the ring on his hand.

He chuckled to himself: "You don't like me."

Shen Jixing did not answer.

Zhou Yili lowered his eyebrows slightly, his expression remained indifferent: "You don't like me but you still agree to my request, just for that little bit of money?"

Shen Jixing started marking the test papers again.

No matter how hard Zhou Yili tried, there were still a lot of red crosses on the test paper.

Zhou Yili looked at it for a while, took off the ring casually, threw it on the table, and walked into the room without saying a word.

Shen Jixing finished grading the papers and then looked up at the ring on the table.

There is a six-pointed star embossed on the pattern.

It was not until Zhou Yili finished playing the game that he vaguely heard the sound of a piano outside the house. He pushed the door open and saw Shen Jixing who had not left yet.

He sat at the piano and played the music score that Zhou Yili had just learned.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Is he still playing his stumbling music score, trying to attack him from a lower dimension?

Shen Jixing's profile was lonely and quiet in the long night, as if he didn't want him to fall asleep in anger. His slender fingers rested on the piano and played the last note.

He tilted his head and looked over: "To coax you."

Zhou Yili: “…”

This is not the kind of coaxing.

But Zhou Yili finally benefited from it. To coax someone, Shen Jixing only needed to say the word "coax".

He thought at the time, if you don't like it, then don't like it.

It’s enough that he likes Shen Jixing.