Silent confrontation does not mean passive resistance, but rather uncertainty about oneself.
Gradually, silence has become a habit, and explanations have become redundant.
Because the consequences of explanation are no longer something that the fragile heart that is accustomed to escaping can bear.
Silence is no longer the silence of the past, but has become the freedom of talking and laughing today. However, even the speaker himself could not hear what he wanted to say.
Liang Yi stared at him again. After a while, the originally tense and straight body gradually relaxed. Liang Yi took a small step forward, bent slightly, and rested his chin on Jin Yuyang's shoulder. There was still a faint smell of tobacco in his hair.
Jin Yuyang always maintained his original posture, and the two of them stood quietly.
There are benefits to two grown men, Liang Yi thought in an almost half-asleep state.
At least you can lean on it like this without having to explain why.
Because he is convinced that this person understands, and even understands more than himself.
Jin Yuyang. This guy sees too many things clearly, even himself. Liang Yi couldn't imagine how a person could cut open his own heart, observe it, and then draw conclusions.
However, this is probably the reason why these two people can get along quietly now.
Liang Yi needs a mirror to see himself clearly; while Jin Yuyang needs a destination to indulge himself for a short time.
A symbiotic relationship that takes what is needed from each other.
That's probably all. That's not bad either.