Chapter 43
Chapter 43
Lin Zian raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and patted Jiang Nian's shoulder, "Go away."
After finishing speaking, he bent down and began to pack the materials for the tent. Jiang Nian curled his lips, saw his reddish ear tips suddenly smiled, and licked the tip of his teeth with the tip of his tongue. The sweet taste of Bai Qiao still seemed to linger between his lips and teeth.
He also knelt down and set up the tent together, "I'll help you."
Jiang Nian was not honest when he was working, he moved his hands and feet while setting up the tent, and when Lin Zian raised his eyes to stare at him, he showed a harmless smile, and clung to him sweetly and softly, acting like a baby.
He knew that he was acting, but Lin Zi'an just followed suit, feeling helpless but couldn't restrain his heartbeat.
Lin Zi'an laughed helplessly and cursed: "Little bastard."
"Why are you a bastard? Am I not considerate?" Jiang Nian blinked playfully.
Lin Zian wanted to put on a straight face and wanted to mock him a few words, but he didn't hold back and showed a smile.
The tenderness and pampering in that smile are like sunlight piercing through a thick fog, scorching but warm.
Jiang Nian couldn't look away, an unexplainable emotion welled up in his heart.
"Work, don't read back and forth, are you reciting a spell?"
"That's right, I'm reciting the Dementor Curse, which will make you fascinated."
"roll."
The two were arguing with each other when Ji Ranran, who was staying by the bonfire, suddenly trotted over, her fair face turned red from the cold, which made her already petite appearance even more lovely.
She stood awkwardly in front of Lin Zian, pinching the hem of her clothes with her fingers, looking a little awkward.
"Well, do you need my help?" Ji Ranran looked at him expectantly.
Lin Zian put away his smile and said in a cold tone, "No need."
As she spoke, she glanced at the bonfire not far away, and indicated with her eyes what she should do.
Ji Ranran's eyes dimmed a bit, but his eyes lit up when he saw the smiling young man beside him, and said softly to him with a blushing face, "I promise I won't hold you back."
Jiang Nian crossed his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and smiled, revealing his white teeth.
Lin Zian knew that he was up to no good, and before he had time to stop him, he heard him say, "What? Didn't you hear Zhou Qian say that we are a couple?"
"We are a couple." Just six words hit Lin Zian's heart hard like a heavy hammer, making him dizzy and dizzy.
His heart sank suddenly, the lightness in his eyes disappeared completely, and his slack fingertips curled up a little bit, leaving a shallow mark on his clothes.
Lin Zi looked at him quietly for a few seconds, lingering in his mind with all kinds of entanglements, and finally swallowed back all the questions that came to the tip of his tongue.
What if I ask?
He clearly felt that disappointment was gradually filling his chest, and the original transparent feeling disappeared without a trace, leaving only a tightness in his chest, which made him almost unable to breathe.
Lin Zian felt as if a typhoon had set off a tsunami in his heart, and the raging waves smashed his psychological construction. The waves roared in his ears, but on the surface he was calm as if he had nothing to do with him.
"Isn't he joking..." Ji Ranran subconsciously said, pointing at Jiang Nian in surprise, "Aren't you Alpha? Both of you are A..."
She was interrupted by Jiang Nian before she finished speaking, "Sorry, we are both Omega."
His eyes slowly sank, and gloomy emotions surged in his dark eyes, "What gender are we two, should we be together, do you need to comment?"
These few words were ugly. As a girl, Ji Ranran was already thin-skinned, and she couldn't hold back when she was slapped so directly.
"You..." Ji Ranran's eye sockets slowly turned red.
"Okay." Lin Zian stopped Jiang Nian from continuing, "I haven't finished what I should do, what are you talking about?"
He suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head to Ji Ranran and said as calmly as possible: "They are all waiting for you, go back."
Ji Ranran didn't agree with him, she stood there for a few seconds and chopped her foot fiercely, her eyes were red with grievance.
Pointing at Lin Zian, she cursed angrily: "The two Omega partners are still so confident, you are both perverts, I wish you both a long life, don't come out to harm others!"
She yelled in one breath, her voice was not low, and everyone around her looked over in surprise.
She took a breath, Zhou Qian's face turned pale when she heard the commotion, and she was rushing this way, when she got to Ji Ranran's side and wanted to say something, she let out a "hum", shook her hands and ran away.
Zhou Qian looked at the direction she left in embarrassment, and finally said to Lin Zian guiltily: "Brother Lin, I'm sorry, this is all my fault, I will definitely speak well to her."
Lin Zian didn't have the habit of venting anger, so he said coldly, "Get lost."
Zhou Qian knew him well, and his attitude was that he was too lazy to argue with him, and he didn't dare to be annoying in front of others, so he rolled off with oil on his feet.
Jiang Nian stood aside without saying a word, Lin Zian turned his head to look at him only to realize that his expression was not right, his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water, he silently raised his leg and took a step towards the campfire, his wrist suddenly He was detained tightly.
"What are you going to do?" Lin Zian asked with a frown.
Jiang Nian turned around with a smile on his face, but his eyes were chillingly cold, and he said sweetly, "Nothing to do, I just want her to know that there is something to say, and there is something that should not be said at all. "
Although Lin Zian was also angry, his rationality was still there, "Jiang Nian, it's not necessary, it's just what a stranger said."
Jiang Nian shook his head, smiled gently, and firmly opened his hand, "No one can say that about you."
Lin Zian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt an inexplicable sense of weirdness, but before he had time to think about it, Jiang Nian had already strode towards the bonfire.
Zhou Qian was standing next to Ji Ranran, frowning and saying something, but before he could say a few words, the other party blocked him back, his face flushed with suffocation.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ji Ranran subconsciously turned around, and when he saw Jiang Nian walking towards him, he took a step back in shock from his eyes.
"You...what do you want to do?" Ji Ranran asked with courage.
Jiang Nian looked at her coldly, looking down from above, his eyes were full of contempt, "Apologize."
Ji Ranran's eyes flickered slightly, and he was about to refute, when he was interrupted, "I'm not Lin Zian, I don't have the kindness to not care about you."
Jiang Nian's expression was cold, completely opposite to the gentle and harmless look in front of Lin Zian.
Ji Ranran sobbed, and hid behind Zhou Qian.
Lin Zian followed, reached out and grabbed Jiang Nian's wrist, "Jiang Nian!"
Jiang Nian looked back at him and smiled again, his gaze softened instantly, but his position did not budge, "I'm impatient, you'd better answer me now, or you think I really can't do anything about you ?”
His attitude was tough, and his aggressive aura penetrated Ji Ranran's fragile psychological defenses, and he was so frightened that he sobbed and cried.
"I, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that... sorry."
After getting the apology he deserved, Lin Zian's expression became even uglier. He glanced at Ji Ranran who was crying non-stop, without saying a word, he held Jiang Nian's hand coldly and dragged him away.
Lin Zian tried his best to maintain the calm on the surface, but the anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting. The hot magma covered his heart and made his heart ache.
Jiang Nian's actions didn't make him feel happy at all. Instead, he set his heart on fire. He could not care what strangers thought of him, but Jiang Nian's casual words were like a stick Severely smashed his self-esteem.
The pain made him unable to straighten up, unable to pretend to be free and easy and indifferent.
When the two walked out of the camping platform, Jiang Nian grabbed his hand rebelliously, Lin Zian was full of anger, and when he felt his movements, a question popped up, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Nian was unmoved by the anger in his eyes, the innocent and playful smile was still on his face, he blinked, "I'll show you a surprise."
"Don't refuse, this is a bet."
Lin Zian was so angry that he choked back, he suddenly felt very tired, deep exhaustion swept over his whole body, even the bones were sore, he couldn't think of a struggle, and he didn't have the strength to continue thinking.
He even felt that he was a fool for persisting until now.
That's why he was fooled by Jiang Nian's words and expressions.
As for Jiang Nian, he could still say that kind of misleading words without an answer or a confession, just like together, nothing changed at all.
This realization made Lin Zian exhausted.
The two of them walked on the mountain path thinking about each other, and the silence spread in the air. The moon was hidden in the gap between the intertwined branches, like a round white phoenix, standing on the top of the tree with its belly sticking out.
No one spoke, except for the occasional night wind blowing by the ear, the surrounding was so quiet that one would think one was deaf.
They walked deeper and deeper, gradually deviated from the main road, and turned into a small forest. The dark scene made Lin Zian frown, and a layer of cold sweat subconsciously formed on his palms.
Jiang Nian noticed his strangeness, turned around and smiled comfortingly, "Brother Zi'an, we'll be there soon."
The light from the flashlight of the mobile phone refracted into his eyes, shining like a thousand zhang stars.
Lin Zian was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, they were standing in front of a small open space.
The bushes around the open space are covered with fluorescent lamps, and the small light bulbs dotted in the branches look like fireflies in summer. On the lawn in the center is a huge heart made of red rose petals.
Lin Zian was stunned. Looking at the scene in front of him that seemed to be a specially prepared confession surprise, and the person who always avoids his feelings, he felt dazed for a moment. The scene in front of him seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass. Live, hazy, can't see clearly.
Is he dreaming?
Lin Zian couldn't figure it out anymore, a storm started in his head and messed up his thoughts.
Jiang Nian looked at him deeply, his serious and pure eyes pierced his pupils, penetrated into the depths of his brain, Lin Zi'an couldn't avoid the warm and direct feelings.
Jiang Nian held his hands tightly and stood in front of him, with deep tenderness and indiscernible feelings hidden in those dark eyes with his back turned to the light, his eyes were focused and sincere.
He said: "Lin Zian, I like you, let's be together."
like?
like him! ?
Jiang Nian, are you confessing to him?Formal... confession?
The word "confession" was like a detonated nuclear bomb, smashing into Lin Zian's brain, blowing his rationality to pieces, rumbling in his mind, he couldn't hear anything, and couldn't see through anything.
Joy mixed with deep anxiety pierced Lin Zian's heart like a sharp knife, turning his heart into a ball of mud, and it all rushed to his chest, blocking his already difficult breathing.
After waiting for a while and not getting a response, Jiang Nian pouted dissatisfiedly, "Brother Zi'an, why don't you speak, don't you..." He paused, and said pitifully, "Don't you like Me?"
Lin Zian suppressed the mess in his heart, took a deep breath, his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Jiang Nian, are you serious?"
Jiang Nian curled his mouth when he heard the words, and his eyes filled with grievance, "I designed all these decorations myself, and then I found someone to work on them all afternoon. Isn't that enough to show my sincerity?"
"Have you lost all trust in me?"
The author has something to say: the crematorium is not far away.
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