Strong push ah, angel face and A and wave subject VS the total attack hardware pure love angel attack, subject is avoidance attachment personality, subject unclean, the little darling to avoid thunder ah ~
Forget it, planted as soon as possible end of it
71. Zhou Ziheng's thoughtfulness is like a frog boiled in warm water, in the case of you have not reacted to it when you have been wrapped up in his tenderness, and by you resisted.
72.
Not at all given the opportunity to resist.
72. But it was Zhou Ziheng as a child. But it is Zhou Ziheng lightly a kiss. He may understand, and perhaps want to pretend not to understand.
All the symptoms of restlessness probably stem from the same cause.
He was unwilling to admit, no matter what, that he liked more than Zhou Ziheng's persona.
73. "A painter's hands are not to be used for washing dishes, it's a waste."
74.Isn't the emotional world of adults all about you and me teasing.
75.People always have the strange notion that art is only valuable if it is tied to poverty. Who would believe that rich kids can paint anything good?
76.The darkness filled in, the projector's illusory light and shadow blocked the flow of darkness, and those rays of light like running water in the sunlight projected beautiful colors on Zhou Ziheng's approaching body, which made Xia Xiqing a little heartbroken.
77.If this body could be a drawing paper, it should be able to draw something stunning enough.
78. peach, mint, cigarettes.
Intertwined light and shadow, the sweet soft tones of childhood, sticky intimate kisses.
"Look me in the eye and say it again."
Soft lips rubbing against desire.
"Like something addictive?"
79. For him, the change of human emotion is a single-peak curve, in the ambiguity of a little brewing, a little elevated, in the detection of love to reach the peak.
But when it comes to the peak, it is irrevocably heading for the fall.
The higher the peak, the harder the fall.
80. From the very beginning he knew, he understood more than anyone else, that's why he repeatedly reminded himself, stay away from Xia Xiqing, he's not a good person, he's a flammable and seductive dangerous goods.
81. The bells of the Hundred Flowers Cathedral struck the heart valves heavily. Even the soul was shattered into a vast universe.
82.Xia Xiqing was never sure that he would really be loved by someone, most of them loved him for his skin, and there were also some self-proclaimed Bole people who appreciated his talent or longed for his family. But stripped of these sugar coating, the inside of their own bitter to make people step back.
Selfishness, habitual lying, inconsistency, and addiction to flirtation.
83. Those who have had the ambiguity and transgression, in the eyes of the onlookers are the sublimation of art, but in their unspoken eyes, are the product of sentiment.
84. How dare he say that he is special, so many people have been sweet with him, close, and even have a deeper engagement than him, but they invariably lost to Xia Xiqing's pathological desire to play.
He's already lost, he's just pretending he has a chance to win.
Once his mind is blown, Xia Xiqing might not hesitate to discard him.
If that is the result, Zhou Ziheng would rather circle himself in this false sweet trap, even if Xia Xiqing and him are just playing around, at least there is a short period of pleasure.
85. Anyone can see my most rotten side. But you can't.
You see too much, you so good.
86. "Xia Xiqing, in this life you only have me, you only have me."
I love you so much, so much that I don't dare to come close to you.
87. He is standing on the edge of heaven and hell at the moment.
Jump down, embrace each other and die.
88. It turned out that he had loved him so much, loved him so much that he was filled with guilt. Love to the point of losing himself.
89. It turned out that the raft was not floating to the ocean, but a waterfall cliff, the rapid flow of water so that he could not breathe, only to watch himself fall into the abyss in the rapids, the cold pool of water covered his body.
90. They are not real roses, there is no life, and they will never disappear and wither.
Forever in his heart, blooming beautifully.
91. He wanted to pry open the cracks of the night like the moon, to find out the flaws of the upright and penetrating man in front of him, to burrow in with the hidden fragrance of the roses, to touch the most precious and beautiful heart in the world along with the wildly beating drums.
It beats so naked - so naked - that it would be a pity not to steal it.
92. When the night wind blows, it swings away all the hot desires, leaving only a lingering love.
93.The surrounding vision in a moment of broadening, the sparkling river surface floating in the sunset sprinkled with broken gold, a few ferries slowly drifting, occasionally issued a long whistle sound, a far view of the piece of red clouds burned all over the sky, like a fire burning on the Yangtze River.
94. Although it is a water scene, but here and the Jiangnan water town is completely different, here is a big river and lake, full of hot and dashing Jianghu Qi.
95. This is a good match for Xia Xiqing, who seems to be a gentle water, but only when he really comes in will he be able to touch his vivid and uninhibited soul.
97. "I think I am quite long." "You said it could go as far as the innermost."
"Long doesn't matter, experience does."
"Experience needs to be accumulated." "Brother teach me ah."
98. Sticky humidity is a hotbed of lust.
99. "The completeness of an actor's career lies in the expansion of scale."
100.His feelings were blue lava, looking like a sedate ocean, only to realize when the tide flooded that he had long since been engulfed by the hot lava and melted into it.
101. "A work of art is a work of art when it is broken, and the little tiles of porcelain shine with the light of humanity." "Aesthetic value is not devalued by the fading of a canvas."
102.Outside is a road with not much traffic, with tall sycamores planted on both sides, and the leaves of the sycamores grow wildly in early summer, and the sycamore branches on both sides of the road are almost joined together, covering the sky.
103. Whether or not it is possible to embrace, as long as there are fingertips touching that moment, everything is worth it.
104.If only there were brushes and paints, preferably warm and soft watercolors, he would like to paint it now, to paint this Zhou Ziheng in his eyes, who was full of enthusiasm for performing arts.
105. "I want to see all your emotions, good or bad, no matter how complicated or sharp, don't polish them against each other, let them be released." "Give it to me, I can take it all."
106.After all, Zhou Ziheng is such a good person, there is no reason to put up with his own sick personality. Although the beginning of this relationship is entirely because of their own refusal to admit defeat of good will, but up to now it is also about the same, might as well get together and break up.
Consider it a dream.
The first thing you need to do is to get out of the car and get out of the car, and then get out of the car and get out of the car.
107. "In fact, I never wanted to play any means with you, I just want to know ......"
I want to know what is in your heart in my position. The first thing I want to know is that I'm not going to be able to get a good deal of money out of this.
Too want to know ...... you have long realized that I like you, has been thinking when to get rid of me.
108. "You are free, you can do whatever you want."
It's just my damn possessiveness that's torturing me, not your fault.
His heart used to be a lush forest.
After he fell in love with Xia Xiqing, the forest was on fire, with flames and smoke, and the fire department was helpless in the face of such a fire, and could only watch the flames spread until it burned to a crisp.
He thought he could call it quits in time, but realized there was no turning back.
109. The sharpest thorns into a ball of soft flesh, did not meet with retreat, instead, he endured the pain with soft wrapped in their own thorns.
At last the thorn and the soft flesh grew together, and could not be pulled out or cut away.
110. "If I don't open this box, I can pretend he's alive and just maintain the superficial beauty." Zhou Ziheng licked his dry lips, "We will be stuck in this superimposed state forever, you may or may not love me, in short, who knows the outcome."
"If my feelings simply stayed at the level of liking, I would settle for this superimposed state, as long as we were happy together that would be enough. I love your talent, your cunning, your flair out of the corner of your eye. Your flaws, your past, even the flirtations between you and others are not enough to affect me."
"But no, I couldn't control the feelings that grew wildly, that turned into love on his own, and then I was out of control, I became jealous, angry, and fearful, and I hid in fear that you'd find out what I had in mind for you, and then kick me away and turn around and walk to the next person, and hid it until I lost my own sense of proportion, and didn't have the wherewithal to keep hiding it. "
"You know, I've actually thought more than once that it would be nice if you were just an inanimate object, like a painting, a sculpture, to be my private possession, so I wouldn't be afraid."
"These dark sides were so horrible that they turned me alive into another person." "It started to torment me and it forced me to torment you too. I don't want to go on like this."
His feet walked through the standing water, the sound of the current echoing through the empty culvert, the ripples pushing against Xia Xiqing's legs layer by layer, trying to force him back.
He should have backed up, he should have run away.
But Xia Xiqing didn't move a muscle.
His mind was spinning slowly.
He did not want to go on like this, what does it mean ......
Want to end? Finally, you don't want to put up with it anymore.
"I want this superposition state to collapse now." Zhou Ziheng stood in front of him and held his shoulders.
At this moment, Xia Xiqing actually wished that he was deaf, preferably unable to hear anything.
It turned out that he also did not dare to lift the lid.
"Xia Xiqing, I love you." The last bit of residual light from the mint-colored sunset hit his face, and he smiled, "The box is open."
"It was pretty easy."
This expression and tone of voice are the same as Gokun, who forced himself to smoke.
The sun is sinking, the culvert began to darken a little.
Xia Xiqing still lowered his head, he did not have the courage to say his answer, in fact, he is not clear about the answer in his heart, his mind flashes are the past, those injuries appear all the time, crushing their own hard to build up the confidence.
"I'm not waiting for you to answer." Zhou Ziheng touched the top of his head, his tone was gentle as hell.
111. The lights gradually lit up around them, and the moment when the two people were pressed against each other, in slow-motion, frame by frame, sketched out the shape of an embrace.
112.The dim old street lamps hit the ground, illuminating the two people's silhouettes in long, entwined, snuggling together.
113.This small storage box, completely is their own heart. The sweetness in bits and pieces is so much that it will overflow when you touch it, and you can't fit it in any way.
114.The scenery outside the car window changes, from remote bushes into high-rise buildings, and then changed into a deep quiet lake, starlight rubbed and sprinkled on the surface of the lake, sparkling.
115.Xia Xiqing's body always has a different temperament, that is a delicate sense of fragility, when calm as a white porcelain without any flaws, beautiful and fragile. But as he said himself, a work of art is still a work of art even when it is broken, and each of his broken edges shines with beauty.
116. I used to wish for love.
I did my best to show my sparkle and learn to be a child who would not disgrace them.
But then I realized that what I needed wasn't even a luxury like love.
I just needed someone to open the door for me when I was scared.
117. The time when Xi Qing most wanted someone to come to his rescue was when he was five years old and was hurt by his mother.
That year, Zhou Ziheng was born.
118. Behind every adult, there is a child who is sealed under time and stops growing.
The twisted and cruel childhood in the hardening of time boiled into a dose of immunization needle, quietly into the skin of Xia Xiqing, injected into his blood, so that he is from the bones of the word love to lose the feeling of power, but also lost confidence.
People are not a collection of organisms, they are a collection of experiences.
119.The meeting of complete opposites may work wonders."
"End of argument."
120.The so-called experience that has ruffled countless hearts for so many years, and the so-called invincible and exhausting battle records have become unbearable in the face of this person, and the moment he attempted to surrender, he realized that he had long been unarmed.
So I met you, is a myriad of tiny particles forward and backward, annihilation collision, created a miracle.
Precious and rare.
122. "My ideal is you, and equivocally replacing it, I am indeed willing to die tragically for you."
"For a performing artist, this is an ending full of dramatic beauty and impact."
123. Absolute and strong possessive desire, in the cool morning hours, will always automatically and consciously into a pool of autumn waves, submerged in the lover's soft and docile body.
124.When you are in love, you really give the illusion that the whole world is beautiful, especially when you are in love secretly. Hormones are surging and dopamine is acting up.
125. "If I ever have a public relationship, the other person will only be Xia Xiqing."
126. "The charm of art comes from the freedom of inclusion and emotional ****ing.
127.Xia Xiqing finally understands what it feels like to love someone. It is not the boundless sweetness when surrounded by love, but when you realize that everything you have done for him has become futile, that moment of frustration.
The empty art gallery is filled with collections, valuable and precious, but in his eyes they are nothing but lifeless objects piled up in this opulent building.
128.A soft kiss is a good medicine, which brings him back from the dead in the midst of a great loss.
129.Interpret Zhou Ziheng in the form that best explains the essence of Xia Xiqing.
130. "You are my Renaissance."
131. IQ bearer Zhou Ziheng, high-end player Xia Xiqing, Mensa member Ruan Xiao, Barbarian Werewolf Shang Si Rui, Devil's screenwriter Xu Qichen, super hacker Xia Zhixu
132. "I'm miserable, I'm from the first time I met Xu Qichen I liked him, and it turned out to be together only this spring."
"Or I'm miserable, I was Xia Xiqing cheated to death, do not dare to say I like him."
"I don't dare to ah, you don't look at Sam Sam is now good and soft, when we first met he didn't even take care of me."
"Then at least you were friends when you weren't together." Zhou Ziheng painfully said, "I'm not even friends with him as a friend, Xia Xiqing just take me as a fuck buddy ......"
"...... or I'm miserable, at least you also took advantage of the first, make up a ticket thing."
"I'm miserable, I completely play not Xia Xiqing, every day fear fear that he just kicked me, Xu Qichen always will not do this kind of thing."
"You're missing a name okay, I have a crush for ten years even a hand has not been pulled, the first time that what or in the game ......"
133. such a bone like art people, and then the rotten world in his eyes is also rotten beauty."
134. "Pink roses are the best jewelry for a young girl."
135. In front of me, in the center of the quiet sea of stars, an extremely bright point of light suddenly erupted, as if signaling the arrival of a young star, and the illusory stellar wind in the darkness distorted and compressed everything, and those floating beautiful points of light in the field of vision were annihilated and reborn, gradually gathering into a red nebula, slowly unfolding.
Like a blooming rose.
136. A rose stained with dirt is also beautiful. The beauty of the microscopic is equally shocking."
137. "Allow me to introduce you to the nebula NGC 2237. Or we can call her, the Rose Nebula."
138. This is the finest rose in the world, with stardust for mud and the Milky Way for nourishment. Never wilting, always blooming in the quiet universe.
139. "This is what I'm going to give you, cosmic-level romance."
140.Time lights a flame, throws it up into the sky, explodes another cluster of fireworks, and finally crashes down in the ocean of returning calm, the starbursts melting into the ripples.
141. "Everyone else is only half, you are complete and unique."
142. Probably the roses that move in the cold world.
143.I think the most beautiful things in the world, I want to give you.
144. "How can you say that a person who really cares about the direction of the flow of wind and water, the laws of the sun and the moon, and the origin of the birth of the universe is not romantic.
145. You are my soul mate.
146.Ten-year-old Honing found the direction of life under the enlightenment of a star.
In the same year, fifteen-year-old Xi Qing auctions off the first piece of artwork in his life and embarks on the beginning of his artistic life.
Ten years later, Zhou Ziheng returned Xia Xiqing's painting to him, along with love, dreams, and Zhou's own life enlightenment.
147. The child who cried in the beginning, stumbled and ran from the mist of time, wrapped in the spring wind hit him full of arms.
Tears turned into gentle kisses, and childishness turned into a passion.
Embracing him, who has been holding on for many years through gritted teeth, and patting him gently on the back.
This time it was his turn to say, Don't be afraid.
148. "You will always be the best actor in my heart."
149.I was just a fairly flexible vessel. It wasn't until I met someone one day that this container finally got what it was meant to hold."
"After I met you, the emotions that welled up in my chest were truly me. They belonged to Zhou Ziheng and originated from Xia Xiqing."
"No, and vice versa."
"Originating from Zhou Ziheng, they belong to Xia Xiqing."
Guided by the crumbs of the stars, the flailing little rose gathered its thorns and exchanged darkness for moonlight.
Leap into the soft universe.
Permanent fall.
150. "Xi Qing will always be a little bomb-bomb, the biggest uncertainty in all the game."
151. "Much like when you like someone. Sometimes it's not the thing itself we're enamored with, but an illusion that's more than real."
"Actually, I'm not gentle at all. You too have fallen into this rhinoceros trap."
152.I've been hypocritical for so long simply because I was brought up with the idea that no one would love me. No one would love the real me.
But now, there's someone throwing me a silver lining. And I want to try and face my true self.
153. "He is a reality better than illusion, a rhinoceros that cannot be duplicated."
154. "Self-honored, I want to hear you say you like me."
The soft knife finally stabbed into the heart, the tip of the knife gently and cruelly stirring the fishy sweet pool of spring water inside.
"Come in and say it."
155.Time is an hourglass flowing in the darkness, hearing no traces of its passing
156.The stars are the crumbs that fall from the sun.
157. "I was born to love you."
158. "Little angel who hates corrugated laws, like to be my ****ing criminal?"
159. "People say never grow up with a boy. It's a waste of time, a waste of feelings, and a marriage for someone else."
"They lie."
"I should have stolen you when I met you in the park when I was eleven."
"I'm so sorry."
160. "But I was an immature idealist after all."
Xia Xiqing raised her head to look at him, as if she was trying to deliberately make a bad move to pin Zhou Ziheng's hand up, with a smile at the corner of her mouth. Zhou Ziheng's hand went along to touch his cheek.
"I occasionally want to die with my ideals."
161. [The vastness of the universe cannot be privatized, but it can be hosted in the eyes of the pursuit of ideals.]
162.After all, in this materialistic world, even the pure embrace of ideals is forced to become a lone voice.
163. "If you live long enough, you will always meet someone who can love you."
164.I certainly do not want you to see my dark side, I certainly hope to cover up those sores, those ugly dilapidated area, and all my weak and rotten lonely time. But how can I say that these are not me.
I have so many moments of hypocrisy, but at least in front of you, I do not want to pretend to go on.
Because you showed up and gave me the love I never had. You told me that I was wonderful.
Then I'll ...... just give it the benefit of the doubt.
165.[Xia Xiqing's love for herself is just love for the house].
166. "You were not saved by someone, it was your tenacity that made you wait until him."
167.The long bell tolled, the roar of clashing metals was dragged and elongated, piercing through the clouds and cracking through the stone, hitting the heart, he felt that his shell was no longer autonomous, frozen by the solemn and shocking sound of the ancient bells, his body seemed to be penetrated by electric current, and even his soul trembled ceaselessly with the shocking waves of sound.
168. "In fact, not long after we first met, I was enamored with your voice." His eyes were full of tenderness, a slightly cool mountain stream after the spring snow had melted, "So many times I've wanted to tell you that when I listen to you talk, I'm always reminded of the bells of the Hundred Flowers Cathedral."
169. "Didn't you say that you people never bow down."
The gentleness in Zhou Ziheng's eyes was like falling rain, just about to fall into Xia Xiqing's heart.
"Right."
"Except when kissing you."