"An Zaixi... the story of the beast and the beauty is not like this..." I pinched his cheek and smiled stupidly.
"..."
"The beast...the beast...actually wants to be cared about by others, so he becomes so bad, right? In fact, the real beast is a very kind guy, but he is used to hiding it with a mask...well...I'm right
wrong?"
"Is that so?" A sighing voice sounded in my ears
An Zaixi, actually...
That's your story, right?
You will become so hot, so unreasonable, and do all kinds of incredible and eye-catching things, just to attract others' attention, right?
you say……
You have no sense of existence in this world...
Only when you are among the crowd, only in places like wine, only when you act like you are superior and don't let anyone get close, can you feel safe, right?
He and Chen Yunye are the same kind of people
One is to cover up sadness with a smile
One is to use arrogance to cover up loneliness
However, the more you cover up, the lonelier you become...
"Hey... damn! An Zaixi——! Didn't I ask you to wait for me where you were?" Han Yixi pushed open the back seat door and walked towards our place angrily.
I leaned on An Zaixi's shoulder and closed my eyes in a daze, but I could still hear Han Yixi's roar when he was angry.
"What are you yelling at! Really...ah——! Isn't that my limited edition scarf? How could you take it away, you bastard...The last one...ahhh——!" An Zaixi saw Han Yixi's neck
That black scarf made me anxious on the spot
He rushed towards Han Yixi and tried to withdraw his scarf, but he strangled Han Yixi's neck...
"Songsong—hands!" Han Yixi's face turned red when he was strangled by him. She tore off the scarf from her neck two or three times and threw it to An Zaixi, roaring: "Fuck—! This one is mine, and that one is yours.
It's just the same as mine! Damn, it almost strangled me!"
"Is that so?" An Zaixi looked at him suspiciously.
"Yeah, yes! That's it...it's definitely..."
Han Yixi smiled and said, when An Zaixi returned the scarf to Han Yixi, she accidentally saw her name appearing on the scarf...
By that time, Han Yixi had already taken back the scarf, held my hand and ran away.
I stumbled behind Han Yixi
Ken in the car is waiting for us...
"Han Yixi——! Just stop..." An angry roar sounded in the park, and An Zaixi chased after him.