[Redemption, ending be] A man with weak emotions and low self-esteem vs. A man with strong possessiveness and gravity
Be careful if you have gravity attributes⚠️Be careful if you have unhealthy psychological entanglements⚠️
It's a short story, I just want to write a sad story.
Comparing road writing? Xu Eucalyptus has the ability to predict (but this may not be important)
[Both of them are mentally... Unhealthy? In particular, Xu Eucalyptus is considered a patriarchal person... I want to write about the feeling of two marginalized teenagers healing each other's wounds]
Tang Huai returned to his previous home and tried to find the time capsule he had buried when he was a child. However, while digging, he saw a boy of similar age next to him digging a hole and putting a goldfish in it.
Out of curiosity, Tang Huai couldn't help but ask the young man.
"What are you doing."
"Bury my time."
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After Tang Huai finished processing, he turned around and saw Xu Yu motionless in front of him.
Just when he reacted and was about to speak, the other party took the first step and held his shoulder and looked at him with complicated eyes.
Just when Tang Huai wanted to say something first, the other party lowered his head and muttered to himself, and then slowly came up to him: "This... Is wrong, Tang Huai... You, you clearly said that you have nothing now, why, why would someone else chat with you so intimately... Why..."
"Wait Xu Yu? What are you talking about...?!"
Tang Huai was stunned by the scene in front of him and subconsciously took a step back. He wanted to explain something but the other party never gave him a chance.
He didn't come back to his senses until the next second when he was pulled down by the collar and looked into those eyes with hidden emotions.
"Tang Huai, don't leave, don't leave, didn't you promise to be my goldfish..."
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The raindrops hit Tang Huai's face like this. He wiped it frantically, and suddenly found that his nose was sore.
It turns out that it just started, was I crying...
He covered his face and laughed to himself.
Ah, yes, why on earth do I still have unnecessary delusions? It should have rotted in the soil by tomorrow...
A person rots...
As if in response, the raindrops on his head disappeared instantly, and a warm hand gently pressed on his head.
The other party's tone was still calm and always mixed with warmth and anger, but this time Tang Huai still heard a somewhat complicated tone: "And me."
Intention: None