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All these years, I've tried to hide myself. Hide the fragile heart, leave an outsider a mask, pretend he is strong, pretend he is brave, pretend he is fearless.

But deep in my heart, I still don't believe in feelings. This should be contradictory. However, every time I face someone who says the word 'feelings', I can't help but think, is that true? Was such a feeling really believable? I feel like I'm a little sick, always have to subconsciously doubt all the feelings, from my subconscious I don't believe these feelings are real, but inexplicably agree with their falsehood.

I think he's very tired, too. He runs his company every day, and sometimes he has to worry about me. I felt a little bit guilty, but even more grateful. I couldn't help but stretch out my hand to touch his eyebrows, which were still tightly knitted even in my dreams.

With this, all the warmth in my heart was shattered. I quickly shook his hand off and shouted, "What are you doing!? "It hurts!"

Jin Zicheng's face still had a little confusion, probably because he had just woken up, so he did not understand the development of the matter. It was only when he saw me constantly shaking his hand that he reacted and said, "My usual guard is too strong, so when I sleep, I also have the awareness to protect myself."

I looked down at my hand. There was a red mark on it. I glared at him again, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, I asked, "Did something happen to you?" I can't even sleep peacefully. "

"Yeah, that's right." When Jin Zicheng saw the noodles on the table, he unceremoniously picked them up. This action almost made me want to roll my eyes at him, but I held it in and continued to ask: "What is it?"

Jin Zicheng was quiet for a rare moment, there seemed to be a sense of loss in his eyes, as if he had recalled something with my words. Only then did I feel that my words were a bit too much. I hurriedly said, "Forget it, this isn't a big deal. You should hurry up and eat."

He looked up at me, and I felt guilty, but he quickly lowered his head again and quickly finished the noodles.

I took the bowl to the kitchen, packed it, and returned to the living room to sit on the sofa. The air was so quiet that neither of us spoke to each other. After a while, I asked, "Aren't you going back?"

He turned his head to look at me and said, "You want me to go back so badly?"

I looked up at my watch and said to him, "Look, it's getting late. It's time to go back."

He turned his head to look at the watch hanging behind him and said, "It is indeed very late …"

I looked at him with a smile, but in my heart I was thinking: It is indeed quite late, so why are you still hanging around? Then he said something that made me not know what to say.

Because he said, "Since it's so late and driving is not safe at night, why don't I just lie here and sleep."

When he said this, his face didn't flush at all. I couldn't help but be surprised at how thick-skinned he was, but he still refused to say, "I don't have a place for you to lie down."

Jin Zicheng looked at me with a smile that was not a smile: "At that time, Xia Xiaoran even had a place to sleep at your house, but I don't have any place now?"

This lie is indeed rather lame, but I thought that since he could hear my rejection, he wouldn't force me. Seems like I was still too naive. Since things had already come to this, there was no point in evading. Otherwise, he didn't even know what words he could say. I had no choice but to stand up and say, "Alright, alright, alright. I'll go and pack it up for you now."

He stopped me: "Wait."

I looked at him. "What now?"