The emotions that had been intertwined all day long were finally successfully analyzed by the chip at high speed at this moment.
When Ye Lai received the two words transmitted to her brain by the chip, she touched her heart.
——Jealous.
So, this is jealousy?
Doesn’t it mean taking a sip of vinegar?
Is it because you feel that you have been replaced by others, that you are no longer needed, and that what you should have been replaced by others of the same sex, so you have this emotion that humans call jealousy?
why?
The chip received her rhetorical question and quickly fed back her answer——
like.
You like Feng Yan.
Ye Lai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chaotic brain was jumping inside and outside, making her dizzy and almost unable to stand.
Feng Yan supported her when she fell.
Smelling the scent that she had been familiar with for months, Ye Lai closed her eyes, and the tears that had been lingering in her eyes fell unconsciously.
She felt a little choked with grievance, "Feng Yan..."
"Here you are." Feng Yan felt a little distressed, bent down to pick her up, and then sat on the sofa.
Ye Lai huddled in his arms obediently, burying her face in his clothes and not looking up.
The tears were so hot that they flowed to the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were sore and uncomfortable.
This was the first time that she shed tears because of the feeling. It turned out...this was what it felt like.
not good at all.
Ye Lai raised his head and said with a nasal voice: "Feng Yan, I don't want to cry."
Feng Yan suppressed all the emotions, picked them out and treated her tenderly, gently wiping her tears: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry."
"Crying doesn't feel good at all, I don't feel comfortable." Ye Lai pointed to his eyes, "I feel uncomfortable here."
Then, she pointed to the position of her heart, "It feels uncomfortable here too. It's beating so fast that I can't breathe. I've never felt like this before. Feng Yan, am I going to die?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Feng Yan didn't know how to explain to her.
She is so innocent that she is a little stupid, and she is so stupid that she seems to know everything.
After all, she can describe sadness between the lines.
She was saying: Feng Yan, I'm angry, my heart feels uncomfortable, my eyes feel uncomfortable, and I don't like this feeling.
"Never again, never again." Feng Yan finally gave in.
"Would you like to come home with me?" He wiped away her tears.
Ye Lai sniffed and said drunkenly, "Not good."
Feng Yan couldn't help laughing, "Shall I carry you?"
She thought for a while and said, "Okay."
With her consent, Feng Yan stood up and squatted in front of her, "Come up."
Ye Lai climbed up obediently, hugged his neck tightly, and watched herself being carried away from the bar step by step by him.
It's snowing outside.
The first snow of the year was heavy, but it wasn't cold at all.
Ye Lai raised her head and felt the feeling of snowflakes falling on her face, which was refreshing and comfortable.
She suddenly jumped off Feng Yan and stood there looking up.
The street lamp shines on the snowflakes, making them crystal clear and beautiful.
"Feng Yan."
He took off his jacket and let her put it on little by little. Under the lenses were his glowing dark eyes, "Huh?"
"It's so beautiful." Ye Lai pointed to the night sky.
Feng Yan nodded, "Yes."
Ye Lai's finger changed direction and pointed at him again, "You are beautiful too."
Feng Yan's face stiffened, he sighed and nodded: "Yes, but you are more beautiful."
"No, no, no!" Ye Lai shook his head desperately and tried to organize his words.
Feng Yan saw her reach out her hand to catch a few snowflakes, then put them in front of him and motioned for him to look at them.
Ye Lai exhaled white mist from his mouth, "Look, it melted quickly."
Feng Yan raised his eyes, waiting for her to continue.
"If it melts, it will no longer exist, so it is very precious." Ye Lai paused, "So it is just like you."
To me, you are precious.
She didn't know how to specifically express this meaning.
The girl on the snowy night was drunk, but she was still clumsily expressing to him how important he was to her.
But before today, Feng Yan always thought Ye Lai was strong because she never showed any unhappy emotions. He thought she was very sensible and well-behaved.
But he was wrong, he thought completely wrong.
Ye Lai is not very well-behaved. She doesn't know how to express it. She has emotions, but she just doesn't know how to express them.
Like a baby who has just arrived in human society, he clumsily learns how to enter human society in front of him.
Feng Yan gently held her in his arms, "Ye Lai, you are also very important."
"I know I'm important." Ye Lai was a little dizzy and spoke slowly, "Many people say I'm important, but it's different."
She didn't care at all whether those people thought she was important.
But she wanted to make Feng Yan feel that she was important to him personally.
How to say this.
She won't.
So how to understand Feng Yan's meaning, she has to learn and test it a little bit.
Snow covered the tops of their hair, as if covered with a layer of mist. Under the mist, there was a world that belonged to them.
"You are not happy that I am with another woman, especially when I have not fulfilled my promise to you, so you feel that it is not important anymore and you are sad, right?"
Ye Lai nodded slowly.
Feng Yan asked again: "What if it's a male? Are you angry?"
Ye Lai thought for a while, "I'm angry too, but maybe not as angry as now."
"Then why didn't you call me?"
Ye Lai was confused: "Calling? Why?"
Feng Yan said patiently: "If you are unhappy again in the future, just call me directly and tell me: Feng Yan, you have to do whatever you want now, because I don't care about this, I'm unhappy."
Got it. Do you understand?"
"Then what?" Ye Lai didn't understand.
Feng Yan blew the snow from the top of her hair and said softly: "Then I will stop doing it immediately and come to you."
Ye Lai's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"
Is it really possible?
Ye Lai has never ordered anyone. Ever since she could act independently, others have been ordering her.
"Others can't, but you can." Feng Yan held her hand, "Can you go home now? You're drunk, Ye Lai."
Ye Lai was held by his hand and moved forward. His vision was blurred, and he asked dizzily: "Are you going back to our home?"
"Yes." Feng Yan led her to the parking lot, "Ye Lai."
Ye Lai responded: "Ah."
But after waiting for a long time, he didn't say anything.
She can no longer control how the chip in Ye Lai's head works.
At this time, she followed her brain's intuitive consciousness and asked: "Feng Yan, do you regret being with me?"
Do you regret it?
Feng Yan turned his face and said, "When you almost made me angry to death at the beginning, I regretted it."
Because I really don’t want to die young.
Ye Lai's eyes widened, "What about now?"
Feng Yan stopped and held her hand while looking back at the snow they were walking on, which was marked with their close footprints.
His eyes behind the lenses were bent, and there was seriousness in his playful smile: "If I am angry with you when I get old, it seems that it will be okay."