Chapter 59: Confession (1)

His lips suddenly went pale, along with his face.
Yan Yan looked at him silently, Shen Zhifan faintly felt that his heart was bound by the invisible net, wrapped in tightness, and even the heart beats.
His lips slammed silently twice, but in the end he was unable to close it, and his mind was in a state of thought.
In the end, his gaze fell on the frowning brows, and his heart suddenly fell, and there was a sense of guilt that didn't care.
So he ended up just laughing at him.
"Yes, I also think... If one day you stand in front of me, I can recognize it."
The words were stunned by his smile. It seemed to be a bit of an accident. His heart was like electricity. His eyes turned slightly and his eyelashes shook.
But his smile made him have a faint uneasiness in his heart.
"you……"
"I……"
The voices of both of them stopped abruptly, and there were some embarrassments at the moment.
In the end, he sighed and sighed slowly, and the atmosphere of the singer was gone. He looked at him silently and seemed to be waiting for his explanation.
However, Shen Zhifan does not know where to start.
I don't know what to say.
How do you say it, he has some helplessly wiped his face, sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, still do not know what to say.
If you don't say those things, what else can you say?
I can't say that the bed is quite soft and sitting very comfortable.
Shen Zhifan thought slyly, his head down, some confusion, and some embarrassment, but the longest slender legs that can be seen without looking up, let him have a kind of temptation.
"I remember," Yan said that he had smoked a cigarette from his pocket. The tiny fire star flashed a bit, and it was extinguished. His fingers trembled slightly, and finally he dismissed it back. "You used to Say you have to deal with Ferdinandia."
Shen Zhifan was silent and finally nodded.
"Are you cheating on me?"
"No," Shen Zhifan quickly looked up, and after he came into contact with his gaze, he hanged again and laughed. "I... I am not malicious to you."
"No malice?" The throat of the speech suddenly dried up. He looked at him tightly, as if he wanted to see the flower from the cold, thin, pale face.
But nothing can be seen.
The youth eyebrows sitting on the bed are very alienated and very strange.
He wore the waiter's clothes, but even a white dress still lining him as a jade, showing that his foundation is really good.
There was no expression on his face, and there was some means on his face. It didn't look like the kind of cool and cool look of the past, but there was still a layer of frost, and he couldn't see clearly.
If there is no malice, then ... affection?
His throat rolled a little, but he didn't say it. He didn't want to be passionate and made it even more embarrassing, so he could only cough and turn his head.
"Are you a little arrogant, if Ferdinanda relies on you-"
Shen Zhifan’s heart stabbed and whispered the words:
Adult, this is the personal grievance of me and Ferdinanda.

He looked at him calmly, his brows wrinkled tightly together: "This is not a conflict, we can cooperate."
Moreover, even if it is not cooperation, rely on our relationship -
The words are almost ready to blurt out, but they are blocked in the throat.
What is the relationship between them based on their relationship?
The relationship with the bed overnight, or the help of the past, or...
His heart suddenly slammed, and it was uncomfortable for a moment to be filled with air, and even the corners of his eyes were pumped.
"No," Shen Zhifan sighed long and sighed. He finally accepted his life. The corner of his mouth suddenly hangs a faint smile. "You don't understand."
"...what don't you understand?" Yan said quietly.
What else can he still understand, and what kind of incompatibility can he still have?
He didn't even ask him why he left, why he came back, and what to do.
"I can't cooperate with you," Shen Zhifan lowered his eyes. His pupil's color was light, but he couldn't see a hint of emotion inside. "Adult, last time I lied to you, I can't do it." ""
Staring at him: "What do you mean?"
Shen Zhifan chuckled: "I don't want to be in this country... I don't want to have more entanglements with this country."
A word: "Why?"
Shen Zhifan's eyes suddenly cooled down, his eyes turned very slowly, the sight was suffocating, the light next to it fell, and there was a blueish cold reflection.
"My family, everything that I have been displaced from... is imperial persecution. I have no choice but to persuade myself to be loyal to such a country."
Yan Yan felt that his head was getting bigger, and his mind flashed quickly in the past and everything he could understand.
Finally he looked at him deeply: "Do you want to tell me?"
Shen Zhifan knew what he was talking about. He was silent for a while and finally nodded.
"My home is at n-192," Shen Zhifan's voice was low. His voice was originally clear with the boy, but at this time it was so low and dumb. "That is a poor and backward place, where People are warm and simple, and there is absolutely no way to compare them with Emperor Planet. It is bustling and indifferent. Most of them have no pursuit. Even if they are suffering, they are willing to seek stability. The biggest hope is that the days are better, and the metal storm can be less.

Shen Zhifan raised his eyes, his eyes were so bright, like shining through the hearts of the people.
"More than n-192, such a planet, such a resident, there are thousands of people, adults, please tell me, what do they do wrong? If such a life, only by the selfishness of those people can Will the country be saved if it is plundered?"
The words suddenly shocked: "You are talking about the n-galley explosion?"
"Yes," Shen Zhifan's voice was raised two inches. His throat moved and his palms clenched on the sheets. "I used to think that this was our misfortune, but I never maliciously speculated that these tens of millions of lives. They all think that it is ruined, and the reason may be just to hide their dirty behavior and use this method to slaughter the lives of innocent people."
Looking at him in a complicated way, he couldn’t speak for a while.
"They didn't know that they were abandoned abandon before they died," Shen Zhifan couldn't help but feel fierce and loud. "In such a country, is such a leader really necessary to exist?"
"Sorry," Shen Zhifan raised his eyes. "When I know that this country may face extinction, I don't feel sad, but feel happy, even...free."
The lips twitched slightly, silently looking at the youth who looked blank.
"Do you know the reason," he bit his lower lip tightly, looking so pale, so hard, but still fragile, "because 'Xiwei', because we are so-called medicinal agents that can live forever, they want To live, we must deprive us of our lives. I can hardly imagine that this is what happens in the higher civilizations."
He grabbed the five fingers of the sheets and loosened them.
He never thought about telling the words, Shen Zhifan's life was pale and ups and downs, he had sent away the only concern, the world made him hang, waiting for the final ending.
- Killed Ferdinanda or was killed by Ferdinandia.
If he can, he also wants to see the moment when this country is destroyed.
However, this is another escape. He knows that he has no ability to get justice for the thousands of lives, so he would rather look at it so despicablely.
Being willful and incompetent, but what is his solution?
Shen Zhifan wiped his face, his eyes slightly fogged, but he quickly dried up, as he is now, cold as a stone statue standing in the wild grass for thousands of years.
"...Xie Weier." The words bowed and repeated, "I saw it on my father's notes, but I didn't expect it to exist."
Shen Zhifan’s fingers moved slightly and looked up at him.
"Xi Weier, the legend of immortality."
He said a word again, looking down at him.
Shen Zhifan’s eyes were hidden in his eyes, and he covered his blood: "Yes, I am Xiwei."
Yan Yan bent down two steps forward, Shen Zhifan did not dodge, so quietly sat and looked up at him.
The sight of two people is intertwined with one high and one low.
Even the breathing was silent, and the lights in the room were surprisingly bright, but even the light was so deep.
Shen Zhifan was fixedly watching him, but his words were strangely seen from his frosty eyes.
He thought about it and reached out and touched his cheek.
As for Shen Zhifan, his eyes turned twice and he looked at him with a sly look.
"Is this your secret?"
Shen Zhifan’s meal is almost like tears.
"Maybe, adult."
The words were silent for a while, and the waist bent down.
He bowed his head and dropped a feathery kiss on his lips.
Shen Zhifan did not hide, as if he had explained everything, he was not afraid of anything, and he did not care.
He just took a nap, and the net that bound the heart was deeper.
But this kiss is gentle.
In his mind, he suddenly remembered the fables he had seen many years ago.
The wind and the sun made a bet to gamble who can take off the traveler's clothes.
The wind whistled and curled, and the traveler shivered, but none of the clothes blew, but began to stack clothes.
Only the sun, it gently and quietly increased the temperature, let the traveller willingly take off his clothes.
When Shen Zhifan saw this story in the past, he only felt that the wind was so ridiculous. Visibility Now, when he touched this kiss like the sun in the story, he suddenly realized that the traveller would be pitiful.
Travelers don't want to take off their clothes.
However, this kiss is too powerful, and it is so powerful that Shen Zhifan has no way to parry.
"Can I ask a question, maybe a little stupid," Shen Zhifan looked up at him. "Why kiss me?"
"You have asked once." The fingers of the lingering still touched the face of Shen Zhifan. His eyes were gentle and indulgent, like the warm river Semm. "I didn't tell that time, I told you this time."
"Because I want to kiss you every time I see you, so I kissed."
Shen Zhifan lowered his eyes: "Adult, I am Xiweier."
"You..." uttered a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a sigh of relief in my heart. "Are you not my lover, have you promised?"
Shen Zhi looked at him with enthusiasm, and suddenly he couldn’t help himself: "I...but I..."
"I don't care about this," said his chin, and the fake ornaments of Shen Zhifan's knife cream finally fell apart. "I only care, you want to kiss me."
"Do you want to kiss me, how complicated?"
This voice is like a curse, like a thorny thorn.
Gentle weak water is also the sunshine in the fable.
"I think," Shen Zhifan whispered softly, and looked at him again and again. "I want to kiss you, adult."
The voice just fell, and the kiss of the words covered it again.
He didn't know why, and the tears fell.
For the traveler who has experienced the gusts of wind, the later must be the best sunshine.