And so...
The long war has begun!
***
"Hahaha-"
Yun couldn't bear the childish glances of the two people and laughed.
Nanren got drunk on his smiling face, while No2 held his trembling heart in amazement for a long time. His face reddened in an instant, his sharp teeth itched.
Ah! I want to go and have a bite! No2 could only think, he didn't have the courage to act!
He boldly took a few steps, arrogantly raised his head despite his shyness and said, "From now on, I'll stay here too!" He made a quick statement.
Yun was stunned, staring at No2 with bright eyes, his appearance exactly like a Persian cat, arrogant and a fluffy, fat-cheeked cat!
"Well"
Nanren's face immediately turned pale as he heard Yun's acceptance before he could protest. Turning his head and looking into Yun's bright eyes, he deeply felt the sense of crisis!
He squinted his eyes and gave No2 a stern look to warn him! If eyes could hurt, No2 would have been ripped off right there.
No2 didn't even see him, turning his head arrogantly, but the ears behind him were as red as a bright ripe apple.
Yun squinted his eyes and moved forward, for a moment those cold fingertips were holding his red ears, intent on mocking. No2 felt his entire body tremble and soften, so his eyes flickered and he stammered "Don't touch me-!" He stepped back and averted his gaze, turning his red-stained face again.
Nanren felt a lump in his heart, and his face was as dark as ink dripping!
She reached out and wrapped her arms around him, bent his head, and said softly, "Let's eat," aiming to distract him.
Yun was truly distracted, thus allowing Nanren to grab hold of him and guide him.
No2 turned his head sharply and his eyes became ironic seeing Nanren staring at him silently and viciously!
"Heh-"
No2 didn't believe he was going to lose, but he couldn't move, feeling a lump in his throat for a moment as he stared at the backs of the two missing people.
When he was alone, he slumped on the couch, covering his face with his arm, laughing sarcastically at himself!
How ironic-!
She actually really wanted a man!
How ironic-!
In fact, he was harboring such ridiculous thoughts towards someone!
And how ironic-!
HE...
He couldn't stop it!
It was as if all the struggles in his previous life had suddenly turned into an absurd and childish rebellion. In fact, that sense of emptiness inside of him was making itself felt that way!
No2 took a deep breath at that moment and deeply felt the musty smell of his inner self. It was as if that musty-smelling heart and soul suddenly saw the sun. It was good, it purified all of his soul, but it also hurt like a deeply buried thorn. No2 didn't want to touch it, as he touched it, the wound was getting deeper and hurting.
It could be my hair.
Maybe it was just some ridiculous thing called love at first sight.
But somehow, seeing Nanren in this state made him compare himself to himself.
Why ?
He was suffering, but why did he have a happy self here?
He didn't even have a world of his own anymore. It was a mistake, a misunderstanding that shouldn't be here. This is neither his world nor his life, he couldn't even walk around proudly in his own identity!
But so what?
Nanren or he, two people was enough for one world. As long as Nanren is gone...
There was no problem. It was okay, weren't they the same person after all? Couldn't she be magnanimous and give it to him, he had it all and has always been happily favored until now! But No2 pathetically crawled all the way here. He did not accept, he did not accept!
He meant to say that I will live well for you.
A dark ray of light flashed in his eyes.
***
The table was quiet, but that didn't mean it was quiet.
Yun silently stared at the pile of food piled in front of him.
"You should eat meat, you're still in development" No2 left a piece of meat on his plate.
Nanren smiled faintly with a vein pulsing from his forehead, adding vegetables and pushing the meat, "Your body is still weak, it's better to eat lightly so you don't suffer from indigestion."
He narrowed his eyes wickedly and pushed the fork away. Beads of blood left their mark on Nanren's hand. "Oh, sorry, are you okay?" He asked in an extremely distorted and artificially flat tone. Even the slight hint of sarcasm mingled with his tone.
Nanren looked at him with darkened eyes, then pursed her lips and turned to Yun. "It hurts…" His stern face suddenly softens, his eyes red with a reddish expression. His voice carried slight grievance, and it felt itchy like a cat's paw scratching Yun's heart.
He already got up and came back with a band-aid and a few other things. He took care of it slowly, disinfecting it first.
No2's face froze.
No2, unable to keep his muscles from twitching, grunted, "What a hypocrite," dipped his fork into the food and ate it in anger. The few drops of blood left on the fork mingled with the smell of rust on his palate, and for a moment it aroused in him hopeless and blood-smelling memories of old times.
It felt tasteless.
He bit hard on the fork, the pointed tip bled against his tongue, and the smell of blood became more pronounced on the tip of his tongue.
He swallowed the blood, pouting, and taking the fork out of his mouth, he sat absent-mindedly for a while.
-To be continued-