"Brother Lang, please don't move around, okay?" Wu Yazhen stood behind Guan Lang, pressing his cheeks with a pair of slightly cold palms.
Guan Lang's eyes collided with hers through the clean makeup mirror in front of him, and he saw his little cousin's autumn-like pupils shining with excitement.
Is this the traditional performing arts of women in their family? In the past, it was just a few cousins playing pranks and pursuing a strategy of bullying their younger brothers as early as possible.
After all, that is the past, and people have to look forward to the future, but now it is unbelievable that even the youngest cousin has begun to learn bad things.
Obviously, when we met during the last Spring Festival, I was still very shy in front of him.
When my aunt called me out, I just lowered my head and said "Hello, cousin" with red cheeks and sat aside to read.
Looking at the person in front of me now, I can only lament that things in the world are impermanent.
At least five months ago, he must not have imagined this situation.
I really miss the innocent and shy girl back then.
His eyes reflected through the mirror and looked at the little cousin behind him who was combing his hair...
He sighed, but now... well... maybe it's not so bad.
...
People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.
After giving her the handle, Guan Lang lay down and let her do whatever she wanted with her hairstyle.
Anyway, it's just a hairstyle, not forcing him to wear women's clothes.
He has not yet reached his bottom line.
It's acceptable...that's weird!
Twenty minutes later, he looked at himself in the mirror with dull eyes.
Didn’t you say that you should tie your hair in pigtails?
This...this...this is not women's clothing, but it is better than women's clothing.
In the mirror, he has two round balls on his head, and his black hair is tightly tied into two small lumps, making him look beautiful and childish.
No boy can hold on to such a girly hairstyle, right?
And it’s just a haircut, so why do you need to put on makeup?
Guan Lang turned his head away, forcing himself not to look at himself in the mirror.
I am a hunk...I am a hunk...
Guan Lang muttered softly, as if only relying on this repeated psychological suggestion could prevent him from losing something precious.
I can't look at it more, it's too scary.
Once you get used to it, your brain will assume that this is your usual image and you'll be done with it.
"Ha...Ha, it's really cute!" Wu Yazhen wiped away the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth, her eyes shining brightly.
Hey...you won't awaken any strange attributes, right? Guan Lang swallowed in fear.
Calm down, little sister.
"Ya...Zhen, this should be okay, right?" Guan Lang, who was forced to open his business, gave a stiff smile.
"Ah? Why? It's still early, isn't it? Cousin, don't you usually go to bed at twelve o'clock?" Wu Yazhen's movement of taking pictures with her mobile phone suddenly stopped, she raised her head and asked with a pouted mouth.
"But...but, you still have to go to class tomorrow, right? Yes, tomorrow is Thursday, so you should go to bed early, otherwise it will be bad if you don't have the energy to go to class tomorrow." Guan Lang looked like I am too personal.
, the expression that says you attach great importance to learning.
"Oh, then it's okay. Cousin, you don't have to worry about me. Let's continue. It's too early to go back to the room and I can't sleep." Wu Yazhen put a smile on her face again. "Anyway, I usually have to go back to the room at this time.
I didn’t go to bed until eleven o’clock while reading the magazine, and there are still more than forty minutes left.”
"Let's continue."
"hehe."
...
A night of silence.
ah!
Guan Lang suddenly got up from the bed, with a little sweat on his forehead.
He had a terrible nightmare, dreaming that he was put into a skirt by his cruel relatives and sisters, and then his little cousin gave him the bun he had yesterday, and also put on a charming make-up.
Then in the dream, he inexplicably went to the academy with this look on his face.
What was then even more terrifying was that the male classmates in the college launched a fanatical pursuit of him, both physically and mentally.
In his dream, he was chased by a group of idiots all night long.
It's too scary.
It can be called the worst nightmare he has had in so many years.
It seemed that the extremely evil incident he encountered last night had indeed left a considerable psychological shadow on him.
Guan Lang wiped away the small drops of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and Guan Lang took a long breath.
Fortunately, it was just a dream, which meant that his moral integrity was not shattered to pieces.
It's really great.
As for what happened last night, Guan Lang no longer wants to recall it.
Life is so difficult, who doesn’t have some dark history?
Perhaps because he woke up from a nightmare, he got up half an hour earlier than usual today.
The hands of the wall clock opposite the bedside moved forward slowly and steadily, as if they could go on forever.
Two forty...
Although it was a little early, he didn't want to go back and sleep again.
Standing in front of the window, the clear cold wind from high in the sky blew away, sweeping away the last trace of his sleepiness.
She put on blue sportswear and bent over to tighten her shoelaces.
Slowly rubbing his cheeks with both hands, he took steady steps.
Thanks to getting up early, he had dozens more minutes of exercise time this morning.
He decided to change his running route today.
Although the moonlit scenery of the lotus pond by the lake is very moving, it is easy to get tired of the beautiful scenery day after day.
"Woof woof!" Disturbed by his crisp footsteps, the big dog in front of the community barked several times, and the sound carried far through the quiet street.
Although it is the end of June, the temperature in Tiannan at two o'clock in the morning seems to be back to February and March.
Guan Lang was as agile as flying. He passed under the viaduct of Binhai Avenue, passed the city square, and passed the Science and Technology City Station. The lights in the distance were the central business district of Tiannan City, and the high-rise buildings around him were also gradually moving forward.
becomes denser.
The cold air spread along the trachea to the lungs, and the chest was enveloped by this cold air.
"Huhu."
It took a long time before a car passed through the wide driveway, which was usually bustling with traffic, and it was as open as a square.
When running in this deserted city, it seems like the only sound left in the world is the sound of my own clear footsteps spreading, giving me a sense of calmness that is both lonely and reassuring.
...
"What are you doing? Are you so angry?" Gao Qianhe said in a long voice.
The hand he put on Guan Lang's shoulder was shaken off abruptly by Guan Lang's slightly unnatural expression.
"No... I just think it would look a bit strange if we two boys are too close." Guan Lang was silent for a moment and then said lightly.
How could he explain it? Did he tell the truth that he had a nightmare last night, in which you wanted to attack me dressed as a woman? I still have some psychological shadow.
"Hey! Isn't it a normal thing for boys to hug each other?" Gao Qianhe looked at Guan Lang's back walking quickly towards the classroom, with a confused look on his face.