Confessions (2)

The kiss wasn't long, it was frighteningly short in his consciousness, or maybe not so short, but nothing that stays beloved stays beloved, just like this kiss.

Zhifan Shen makes a small sound in his throat, and then he opens his eyes, his head slowly tilting back, his eyes glued to Shuo Yan.

"...... Hmm?"

Shuo Yan realized that he had once again avoided the kiss, froze slightly, and the warmth and softness in his heart was suddenly cooled.

Why is Zhifan Shen always like a flower in the mist that cannot be touched, like a philosophical dead end that cannot be solved?

But his eyes were so forlorn, and forlorn and affectionate, that he reached out with a tentacle that grasped his neck, making Shuo Yan feel an empty, suffocating sensation.

The lamp above the bed buzzed for some reason, and Zhifan Shen wasn't sure why he could hear it at this time of night, probably because it was just too quiet between the two of them.

"I'd like to kiss you too, my lord."

Zhifan Shen lowered his eyes as he heard himself say.

Shuo Yan was too close to him, and it was as if his feelings for him could easily scorch each other.

"A long time ago, you were the object of my longing," Zhifan Shen said, "remember when we first met, that time, that time I really thought I was dreaming."

Shuo Yan froze, he is not the first time to hear Zhifan Shen say longing for him such words, just ...... just now as if there is something different.

This is the one, the complete Zhifan Shen, dissecting his feelings to him.

"In such an incredible way," Zhifan Shen recalled with a smile at the corner of her eye, "I don't seem to remember much, but ...... that kind of feeling won't come up a second time in life. I don't think it will happen again in my life."

Shuo Yan's heart pumped, and he felt that Zhifan Shen's confession had a hint of darkness, like some kind of letting go after there was no way back.

"I like you very much, Shuo Yan, can you understand?"

Zhifan Shen 兀 raised his eyes, there were no tears in his eyes, they were clean and dry, without that kind of dragging stuff.

He was already such a complicated man, and his eyes were clear as a whistle in his presence.

So, it wasn't his illusion, right? Shuo Yan mood was indescribably shaken. In front of him, Zhifan Shen wasn't acting, right? He was really like the young man he was back then.

That s why he ...... was so lacking in reason that he couldn t help but believe him.

Everyone has a soft spot, even the rigid and perfect Lord General has a dusty past and a soft spot.

Even the Generalissimo would have been wrong again and again on the matter of Zhifan Shen.

Why can't he be wrong, so what if he is wrong, Shuo Yan thought, he is not the Sage or the Creator, not to mention the fact that the Sage and the Creator also have failures.

He wasn't much of a person to begin with. He was selfish.

"I can understand." Shuo Yan's vocal line lowered, and he saw himself in Zhifan Shen's clear eyes, "So, we ...... are in love?"

Zhifan Shen is seldom called by his full name, it's always "Lord" or "you".

In love?

The word flashed through Zhifan Shen's mind, and he was instantly enlightened.

If they were in love ...... did they turn out to be in love.

Yes, you like me and I like you. Isn't that love?

The word "love" isn't that far off, is it?

Zhifan Shen thought, his feelings for Shuo Yan is not love, if such heavy feelings are not love, then what is love.

This is love, which includes longing, liking, perseverance, dreams and so ...... many beautiful adjectives, which is supposed to be love, albeit a little more complicated, albeit a little more struggling.

His gaze fell heavily on Shuo Yan, trying to make looking at him last as long as possible; so this was the love of his life now.

My love.

Zhifan Shen feel that half of their lives are as thin as paper, family and friendship are thin, life is also thin ...... is the kind of people are as thin as cicadas, light can be immortal appearance.

There was such a generous love that it pressed him to the point where he didn't want to die casually.

Unfortunately this generous love only exists in the past and present, there will be no future.

" Zhifan Shen ," Shuo Yan's gaze was heavy as well, and along with his breathing, Zhifan Shen subconsciously knew that Shuo Yan was about to say something, and he made an effort to listen with his full attention, "I remember that time, I can't even say that I remember it , and I want you to believe that I may not have told you ...... either, but from that time, from that time on, I've been in love with you."

Zhifan Shen's eyes widened slightly.

"I love you, can you understand, Zhifan Shen?"

Shuo Yan's old face doesn't blush casually anymore; he's the one who can take a blade of grass and comfortably name the flower, even if that's when he's drunk.

But at this point, he suddenly felt as if he was a rube in his first love.

Yeah, it was supposed to be the first love.

Zhifan Shen's eyes shifted again and again, and finally, he stretched out his two hands and very gently wrapped them around Shuo Yan's shoulders.

"...... I can understand that."

"You, then, believe me?" Shuo Yan's voice carried a hint of caution.

Zhifan Shen suddenly realized that he was a fool, Shuo Yan turned out to be so hard to gain his trust, never Shuo Yan not enough to trust him, but he has not been afraid to believe that Shuo Yan will be so trusting him.

Because Shuo Yan is a male god ah, unattainable ah, his feelings for him are too deep, so deep that in front of him is a lower class, so he is so unbelievable ...... Shuo Yan will also like, he likes him like him.

It's like a fish that spends its whole life chasing after a piece of the sea across the river, but it can only swim across when the tide is high, and the tide is very short, and the waves are rough, and the sea is temperamental, and if it's not careful it will be swept away by other currents and then be left without bones, so it's always been too timid to swim across.

It waited and waited, and finally when it was dying of old age, the sea suddenly said to it sadly, "This sea of mine has been waiting for you, a fish.

Can such things be believed casually? Can a sea wait for a fish for a lifetime.

Can you?

I can!

Zhifan Shen felt a burning pain in his heart.

If he can, why can't Shuo Yan.

"It was my mistake."

Shuo Yan heard a hint of nasality in Zhifan Shen's voice, and was suddenly at a loss for words.

"I should have trusted you," Zhifan Shen didn't cry, but the sourness made his voice tremble a little, and when he got nervous he started you-ah-ah-ah again, "I thought I cared for you more than anyone else, that I understood you, because I watched you for such a long time, but I was wrong, and I was the only one who I was the only one who was stupid."

Shuo Yan would also like to say, yeah, you dumb ass.

But he couldn't spare the words.

When a fish looks at the sea for the rest of its life, maybe a certain sea is also carefully, just waiting for a certain fish.