Chapter 331: Light and dark

Rong Lan took a deep breath and felt a little embarrassed. He didn't want to admit it, but at this moment, he was very eloquent about Chu Xingzhou. Come
The fact that he kept everyone away for thousands of miles did not mean that he didn't feel lonely. In fact, when he thought that he might have to spend this way for decades to come, he felt that there was nothing to support him and he didn't live. There is no reason to die, and the hopeless feeling is simply boring. Last night, he talked the most for so many years. When he was totally indulged in previous memories, as if he was still busy with work and career, blood and flesh, success and frustration, family and friends Rong Lan Instead of the Ming Lord who now has nothing but powerful abilities. Like most people in the world, he wants to go back to the era of peace and stability of civilization. He knows he can't go back, so Chu Xingzhou, who can help him remember that era, is actually So important.
He suddenly had an urge to try, to try ... what Chu Xingzhou said, accompany him for dinner, chat, accompany him to remember the past, accompany him to where he wants to go, that life, will Won't let him have a long absence? Now that he had almost forgotten what happiness is, he suddenly had a longing for that emotion again.
Chu Xingzhou saw Rong Lan's expression apparently loosened. Not only was she ecstatic, but she didn't dare to show half a point. She still held him apologizing poorly. "Brother, I miss you for years, every time I want to talk to you when I see you, but every time you want to kick me out ... I feel lonely like you, I do n’t know who to talk to, no one can care, and sometimes I suddenly find out, I ca n’t remember many things in the past, so I was very scared. I was afraid that one day I would forget what I was like.

This remark was in Rong Lan's heart. Why didn't he have such fear from time to time? He was really afraid of going on like this. One day he would erase his twenty-year existence from his memory. Muttering to himself: "I too ... I can't remember many things."
"So we often talk to each other to help us remember each other." Chu Xingzhou put his chin on Rong Lan's shoulder. "Brother, I remember what you used to eat, what you watched, what you liked to play, those things, I will do everything I can to bring it to you. "
Rong Lan turned her head and looked at Chu Xingzhou for two seconds, suddenly as if she was awake, a flash of embarrassment flashed on his face, and he pushed Chu Xingzhou away, concealed and said, "Let's talk."
Chu Xingzhou happily gave him the cold medicine, and then diligently sent warm water to his mouth and fed him to drink.
Suddenly, Rong Lan didn't know how to face Chu Xingzhou. It wasn't even before he burned, he lay back on the bed, dizzyly decided to continue to sleep.
Chu Xingzhou touched his forehead. "It's not that hot, you will be fine soon."
Rong Lan closed her eyes.
"Brother." Chu Xingzhou cried softly.
"Um." Rong Lan also murmured.
"Wait for you, let's go back to Shanghai."
Rong Lan opened her eyes suddenly.
Chu Xingzhou said sadly: "I've been back twice, and I know you've also been back, but we haven't found anyone. After four years, after all, we have more or less prepared for this result, but, I still want to go back and take a look with you, to see our original home, company, school, what do you think? "
Rong Lan nodded and sighed, "OK."
Chu Xingzhou smiled slightly, and kissed Rong Lan on his forehead. "Sleep."
Rong Lan turned her head uncomfortably.
The newly developed medicine worked very well. Rong Lan was burned out the next day. In order to prevent a cold, Chu Xingzhou swallowed two pills. He went to bed at night while Rong Lan fell asleep and was not infected. .
After recovering from the illness, her head became more sober, and Rong Lan thought a little embarrassing about what happened in the past two days. After taking a bath and changing his clothes, he walked out of the bathroom and found that Chu Xingzhou was still in his room and had no plans to leave. Rong Lan couldn't bear it. "Aren't you going back?"
Chu Xingzhou laughed: "Brother, can I move here to live, the conditions of the hotel I am staying in now are more similar than here, uncomfortable."
Rong Lan frowned. "When will you stay in Wuhan and feel uncomfortable, why not go home."
Chu Xingzhou said cheekily, "I don't want to go back. It doesn't make any difference whether I go back or not. The brain-domain evolutionist is responsible for the reconstruction."
"Then you can't stay here," Rong Lan said politely.
"Don't we say we want to go back to Shanghai together."
Rong Lan froze and seemed to be hesitant. He regretted it and agreed rashly. After getting ill, when he recalled what he had said to Chu Xingzhou, he felt regret and embarrassment.
Chu Xingzhou came over, "Brother, this is only one day, you will not forget it."
"I didn't forget." Rong Lan thought about it, "let's talk later."
"Why do you have to wait for a while? It's even more inconvenient to go out when the weather is cold. You are just a casual person like me now. What is there to wait for?"
"I still have……"
"You are okay at all." Chu Xingzhou grabbed his arm, stared straight into his eyes, and said with some sadness: "Do you still want me to roll quickly, do you regret telling me so much and promise Come home with me, are you? "
Rong Lan was silent.
Chu Xingzhou gritted his teeth. "I won't go. I'll stay here until you have time."
Rong Lan looked at his rogue, but he couldn't help twitching. The expression on Chu Xingzhou reminded Rong Lan of his childhood. If he could n’t play with him because of studying or something, he would He will do so until he finds time to accompany him. Ten years later, his younger brother who was accommodating and caring has grown into a man who made him feel fear. Time passed so fast that he couldn't keep up. He sighed, "Go then."
Chu Xingzhou looked up cheerfully, "Really?"
"I can only go back and forth for dozens of minutes.
"That's great. We're going to order something and leave tomorrow."
"Ok."
"Can I stay here tonight?" Chu Xingzhou looked at him earnestly.
Rong Lan said indifferently: "Let the housekeeper prepare your room for you."
Chu Xingzhou smiled brightly.
In the evening, when Rong Lan went to the restaurant for dinner, it was found that only Chu Xingzhou was waiting for him in the entire restaurant. The table was full of delicate meals, the portions were small, but everything was carefully prepared, just watching It makes people feel happy.
Chu Xingzhou smiled with a gentleman, "Brother, I made everything by myself, and everything you like."
Rong Lan walked over, "You don't have to do this, everything is the same."
"It wasn't like this before. You picked your mouth so badly. If the food is not what you want, you would rather be hungry than eat."
"Do you think that people who have experienced the last days still care about whether food is good or not?" He did, as Chu Xingzhou said, very picky about what he eats, but in the half year after his break with Chu Xingzhou He lived a primitive human life, sometimes even directly consuming fresh meat with blood, all for the sake of survival, it has long been impossible to pick and choose between eating.
Chu Xingzhou laughed: "I will give you all the good things I can find in the future, you can continue to pick."
Rong Lan whispered: "Do you make any sense of this?"
Chu Xingzhou smiled a little, but immediately said firmly: "Yes, I just want to be good to you. I have this ability, but there is no one who can care and please. Isn't it a waste?"
Rong Lan put her hand under the table and unconsciously made a fist. "You use it on me as well as waste."
Chu Xingzhou said softly: "It's not a waste. Everything I do for you is what I want to do. I enjoy it. You can never respond, and it won't prevent me from treating you well."
Rong Lan lowered her head and did not want to look at Chu Xingzhou's affectionate eyes anymore.
"Brother, let's eat. Look at these dishes. Are they all your favorite? I don't remember anything wrong."
Rong Lan looked at the food on the table, and it was indeed all made according to his own taste. He didn't see Chu Xingzhou's intentions. He watched as Chu Xingzhou approached him step by step, defeating him. However, he felt powerless. Perhaps he had been alone for a long time. He had been longing for someone to accompany him deep inside. The longer this desire was suppressed, the stronger it broke out. He couldn't control it.
The two talked about old things, tasted food and wine, and time passed quickly. Rong Lan almost forgot that eating was a kind of enjoyment, and Chu Xingzhou brought him back to his memory.
Rong Lan was half drunk and was helped by Chu Xingzhou to the sofa. Today is fifteen and the moon is round and bright. The two sat at the window and admired the bright moon outside the window. For a long time, no one said a word. A quiet and beautiful time has already surpassed a thousand words.
Chu Xingzhou approached Rong Lan little by little. Finally, Rong Lan was shoulder-to-shoulder and his arm was close to his arm. Although Rong Lan felt his little movements, he was too lazy to move. He had not appreciated the moon for a long time. It is so beautiful ... no matter how earth-shaking changes have taken place on this earth, this little planet that always accompanies the earth has never left. What kind of companionship can there be in the world for such a long time.
Chu Xingzhou suddenly grabbed Rong Lan's hand gently, put it on his lips and kissed him. Rong Lan froze subconsciously and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was grasped by Chu Xingzhou. He leaned his head on Rong Lan's shoulder. I whispered and said quietly, "Go home tomorrow."
Rong Lan's flushed face couldn't help showing a smile.
The author has something to say: I really like to write about them, I like brothers, even pseudo brothers ~