"Did you tell him?" Fan Peiyang walked out of the light and shadow, came to the bed, and pulled open the stool at the end of the bed that Huo Xu had just sat on.

Tang Lin thought he wanted to sit, but she didn't expect Fan Peiyang to pull the chair aside, continued to go forward and sat by the bed.

Because of Fan Peiyang's arrival, the bed trembled gently.

Tang Lin sat in the middle of the bed, and developed an illusion in this subtle feeling, as if he had become a small boat, swaying slightly with the clear waves.

Such a gentle trance feels comfortable, but also very short-lived.

With eyes facing each other, Tang Lin came back to his senses: "I said something about terminal illness, what you wished me to come in, and what you speculated about the two stationery trees."

"That's all?" Fan Peiyang's exploring eyes were full of suspicion, obviously not very relieved.

Of course it's not just these, but Tang Lin believes that Fan Peiyang must know more than these. He knows in his heart and insists on letting him say in person that Tang Lin has no choice but to such a persistent Fan Peiyang.

"And we have dated, I am now amnesia, I have a test of the Temple of Moss, and everything you don't want him to know, but if you don't talk about it, it will affect the logical coherence." Tang Lin finished speaking in one breath and asked, "Are you at ease now?"

"Yes." Fan Peiyang really nodded.

Tang Lin was amused and cried, but he felt relieved.

The past page between him and Van Peryang has been turned over. He doesn't want to revolve around who is right or wrong every time he mentions it, happiness or pain. He hopes that just like now, he can talk about it as a past event, or he can naturally stop it.

Once a person relaxes, he will take advantage of the situation and make a comeback.

Tang Lin couldn't help but yawned, with some water vapor in his eyes.

Fan Peiyang suddenly wanted to kiss those eyes, just like many morning hours before.

Tang Lin, who had just woken up, also had such pairs of eyes with water vapor. She looked very obedient and a little confused. Often, before people could react, they were suppressed and kissed. Every time, Tang Lin's eyelashes would tremble gently under his lips, itchy and seductive.

But now, he can't do anything.

It was not because Tang Lin forgot about those things, but now he realized that in those wonderful moments he thought, the only thing he remembered was his own mood. What Tang Lin was thinking at that time, was completely blank.

He didn't know, nor did he think about it.

After Tang Lin yawned, he found that Fan Peiyang was looking at him, watching seriously and tracing.

Tang Lin suddenly became a little nervous, and later realized that the room was too small. Just sitting like this made the whole space full of oppression.

There is one more person, but when Huo Xu is there, he doesn't feel that way.

However, Fan Peiyang did not make any extraordinary moves. After looking at him quietly for a while, he just asked, "Are you tired?"

Tang Lin blinked blankly, a little embarrassed about his own self-indulgent nervousness. Fortunately, he thought that Fan Peiyang was not a careful person, so the embarrassment was also closed and left in his heart, so there was no need to worry about being teased by President Fan.

The whole person completely relaxed. Tang Lin drooped his shoulders, supported his elbows on his legs, tilted his head and held his cheek with one hand, and breathed exhaustedly: "I was so tired-" The long tail sound was full of true feelings, "I think I can sleep directly until three days later when the level is opened."

Fan Peiyang had never seen Tang Lin, who was so blunt and tired, and suddenly felt fresh: "The first time I heard you complain like this."

"It seems not," Tang Lin said in a subtle tone, and he reminded him in a friendly manner, "When I climbed the steps before, I seemed to have just finished accusing me of how tired I was to work with my partner."

Fan Peiyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Work overtime to keep your stomach ulcers, stay up late to stay up until you have low blood sugar?"

Tang Lin was happy: "It's okay, remember it clearly, it means you've gone to your heart."

"Then I'll correct it," Van Peiyang made a quick correction. "It's not the first time I heard you complain. I've never heard you complain before coming here and when we were still working together."

Tang Lin stopped smiling.

Fan Peiyang: "Since I endured it so hard, why didn't I tell me at that time?"

Tang Lin was silent.

Fan Peiyang did not give him any chance to pretend to be stupid: "I am talking to you about work, not about relationships, don't say you forgot."

"...Has anyone ever said that your character of pursuing and fighting is really difficult to get along with?" Tang Lin glanced at him angrily.

"I didn't before, but now I have it." Fan Peiyang said, "All my negative comments and comments come from you."

It was obviously an objective statement, and the other party's tone did not fluctuate, but Tang Lin always felt that he felt a little aggrieved.

"Okay," Tang Lin gave up resistance and muttered in a low and quick voice, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Fan Peiyang was confused by these stupid words: "What?"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Lin looked at Fan Peiyang and confessed his heart for the first time: "I remember everything about work, and I haven't forgotten it. At that time, I was really tired and hard at work to keep up with your ideas and the efficiency you asked for, but I don't want you to know about these. So many friends asked you to work with, but you chose me. I don't want you to regret choosing the wrong choice one day."

Fan Peiyang was stunned there.

He never knew that Tang Lin thought so.

Tang Lin told him with impulse and then opened his eyes. He had clearly practiced calmly and calmly enough over the years, but when it came to those naive and stupid moods at the beginning, he was still a little embarrassed.

But all these have passed. In the next few years, he and Fan Peiyang became more and more tacit at work. He no longer had to chase and rush to cooperate with Fan Peiyang with ease. Tang Lin attributed this to his learning and growth. Of course, he was also very grateful to Mr. Fan for not sliding further and further away on the road of non-human work intensity...

My hair was suddenly messed up.

Tang Lin interrupted his thoughts and stared at Fan Peiyang's big hand, raging above his head.

Tang Lin touched his subordinate's head, his partner's head, and his junior's head, but this was the first time someone touched his head.

Fan Peiyang's actions and gentleness were obviously not a good choice, and he rubbed his hair in a mess, but the warmth conveyed from his palm made Tang Lin slightly drunk, as if he was back on a swaying boat again, and as if he was stepping on a cotton-like cloud.

"Don't be me." He heard Fan Peiyang say, "I promised to work with you at the beginning, not because you have the same ideas as me and my work habits, on the contrary, because you are different from me, because you are Tang Lin."

"...You haven't told me this." Tang Lin felt inexplicable in his heart. But after saying that, he suddenly became a little uncertain, "You said it, but I forgot?"

"I haven't said it." Fan Peiyang gave a clear answer, but he had to pull Tang Lin into the water. "You haven't said you've always taken me as an example."

Tang Lin: "…I haven't said it now."

Fan Peiyang touched Tang Lin's hair again, and then reluctantly took back his hand: "Don't learn from me anyway, just be yourself."

Tang Lin was happy: "Have you finally realized your true self?"

The smile-like ending sound dissipated, and Tang Lin realized that Fan Peiyang opposite him was very quiet. He was neither embarrassed nor unhappy with being teased. He sat by the bed and looked at him with a calm expression, but there was something deeper in his eyes.

Tang Lin said quickly: "Don't say you want to change."

Fan Peiyang's face was surprised because Tang Lin guessed it. But he didn't understand: "Since you think I have a bad personality, why don't you let me change it?"

"Because it's not you if you change it." Tang Lin said, "Do you still remember the memories that Moses peeked into? If you force yourself to change, you will become the me at that time, and then like me, you will become less and less happy..."

"No one deserves you like this." Tang Lin looked at Fan Peiyang seriously and said.

Fan Peiyang shook his head firmly: "It's not change, it's learning. I didn't want to change myself. I just wanted to learn how to love you."

Tang Lin: “…”

Fan Peiyang: "But I don't guarantee that I can learn it all."

Tang Lin's sudden strangeness suddenly disappeared: "You really leave a way out for yourself forever."

"Then teach me," Fan Peiyang looked at him without turning his eyes, "You teach me, I promise to learn it."

Tang Lin sighed: "You forgot, I'm also very failed."

Fan Peiyang was silent.

Two poor students on the road to love were sitting on the same bed and looking at each other, silently and in a complicated mood.

The air was quiet for a long time before Fan Peiyang asked, "What were you thinking when you unlock the second stationery tree?"

"You are about to die, what else can I think," Tang Lin said without hesitation, "of course I want to save you."

"That's it," Van Peiyang nodded in approval, "You have me in your heart."

"..." Tang Lin has become familiar with this robber's logic again and again, "I have you in my heart, because you are my most important friend..."

Before he could finish his words, he was taken over and kissed on the forehead.

"Will this be the case among friends?" After the kiss, Fan Peiyang relaxed slightly, but did not let it go, and just looked at him up close.

Tang Lin: "...If you attack suddenly, I will use [Wolf Shadow]."

Fan Peiyang: "How did you feel when I kiss you?"

Tang Lin wanted to say that he didn't feel anything, but the next second, he caught a trace of unhidden expectation and uneasiness in Fan Peiyang's seemingly calm eyes.

Tang Lin suddenly didn't want to lie.

"I don't know." He gave Fan Peiyang the most real answer in his heart.

While looking at each other quietly, Fan Peiyang's expression eased, and the corners of his mouth did not rise significantly, but Tang Lin knew that he was smiling.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Lin asked inexplicably.

Fan Peiyang breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved and said, "I thought you would say 'no feeling'."

Tang Lin's heartbeat was beating: "What if I say that?"

Fan Peiyang's voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness: "Then I'll kiss you so much that you feel."

Tang Lin: “…”

Fan Peiyang: "You're blushing."

Tang Lin: "Fan Peiyang."

Van Peiyang: "Hmm?"

Tang Lin: "The door is over there."
To be continued...