Crossing Worlds Provocation

The skin is fair and the eyes are clear and bright.

The bridge of the nose is tall and the faint pink lips look as beautiful as cherry blossoms.

He also carried two bags in his hands, which contained some fruits and the like.

The afternoon sun fell from the window lattice and filled the whole living room.

Leaning against the window, he built a bookshelf as high as the roof, on which various documents and books from ancient and modern times were placed.

Next to the bookshelf is a triangular ladder.

When the sunlight reached the position of the professor, it had been blocked a little, leaving his figure in half light and half darkness.

The position of the person at the door is just different.

The golden sunlight poured out at the door, as if he was coated with a layer of golden light.

It was like in his gloomy life, a man full of light appeared, inch by inch, dispelling the gloom here.

The person here is Huo Qi.

It's just that at this time, where is he like a drunken maniac or crazy before, as if he has completely changed.

In other words, this is the original him.

The two people just looked at each other like that, and at a certain moment, it seemed that silence was better than sound.

No words are needed anymore.

I don't know who opened the mouth first, or who looked away first.

In short, Huo Qi had already walked in first. He walked in and put the fruit on the open kitchen table, while slowly saying:

"What are you doing just now, making such a big fire to a girl, it's not like you."

Obviously, he knew and heard everything just now.

Xiao Yixing did not ask this point, but stared at him without blinking, and suddenly said: "Not like me? Then what am I like."

In his eyes, what he is like.

Huo Qi walked towards him, his eyes touched his leg on the reinforced board, then moved away calmly, walked over and picked up the broomstick that was thrown on the ground.

Then near him, went to carefully clean the broken pieces of the vase on the ground.

And Xiao Yixing just looked at him like that, every move.

Never looked away.

Huo Qi slowly said:

"I only know that you, the real you, don't just take a vase and let go of your breath. You did that just now, just deliberately scolding the girl away.

After these words fell, Xiao Yixing finally wiped away his sight, and said coldly, "You can understand it again."

Huo Qi raised his eyebrows slightly: "At least the professor I know likes to hide everything in his heart. Although he is smart and meticulous, he is not a bitter and mean, but a gentle and graceful person.'

He spoke word by word very seriously.

Xiao Yixing: "..."

This time, he didn't speak, but turned the wheelchair entirely, with his back facing Huo Qi.

No one knows what he was thinking at that moment.

Huo Qi swept away the fragments of the vase on the ground, and finally put it in a bag, and said: "I know a man who repairs crafts, please help you repair this vase."

When Xiao Yixing heard the words, he turned his head slightly and said:

"No, it's hard to recirculate a broken mirror. The same is true for a vase. Even if it's repaired, it won't return to what it used to be."

He said slowly.

Huo Qi's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes flickered, and finally he said:

"Then why not try to accept the new look. At every time, regardless of people or things, there will be a new state that belongs to the present. People can never live in the past."

[Ninth Brother: After the fourth round of the storm, ask for votes! Good night babies]