A confession made both of them calm down. Zhong Yanzhai didn't expect that he would not help but say his true words. His heart hopped a few times. His eyes that were stuck with Lynch suddenly moved away, and he let go of Lynch with both hands, and took a step back as if he was afraid.

"I..." Lynch stepped forward to speak, but was interrupted directly by Zhong Yanzhai - "needless to say."

Lynch's mouth "I like you too" swallowed it back, and Zhong Yanzhai turned around, his heart beating too fast, so fast that his chest hurt. He had already started to regret it.

"I like you too." Lynch said directly behind Zhong Yanzhai. He had no hobby of making misunderstandings, so he wanted to say it clearly.

Zhong Yanzhai turned his back to him, and gently curled the corners of his mouth, then fell in a deeper arc. He said on the voice: "I understand."

Lynch knew that he didn't take it seriously and was very upset inside. If he didn't respond, there would be a misunderstanding between the two. If he responded, Zhong Yanzhai would not take the sweet words of a fickle prodigal son to heart.

The relationship started so hasty and so casual that even seriousness became like a joke.

The vigorous desire between the two was quickly reduced because of Zhong Yanzhai's sudden "confession", and the atmosphere between the two was even a bit awkward.

Zhong Yanzhai's whole body seemed to be covered with an invisible cloud. No matter how Lynch made jokes in the car, Zhong Yanzhai looked absent-minded. Occasionally, a complicated look came over, and Lynch understood it immediately. Zhong Yanzhai's eyes seemed to be saying--'I'm really heartless'.

Lynch had to calm down.

The two were sitting in a taxi, one looked left and the other looked right, and the car was so quiet that they could only hear each other's breathing.

Lynch quietly looked at Zhong Yanzhai's side face with his light. Zhong Yanzhai had an indelible compassionate Buddha nature on his body, and sometimes he looked more melancholy. Lynch sighed lightly in his heart, feeling helpless, and became melancholy. His eyebrows were gently twisted together, and his eyes moved towards the tall trees that were sweeping by quickly outside the car window.

Zhong Yanzhai swept over and saw Lynch's expression at this moment, and his heart twisted again.

His reckless confession has troubled Lynch.

Yes, the most annoying thing about "playing with kids" like Lynch is the true confession. When people get together, they play happily and get tired of playing. When they get tired of playing, they will part. They are so carefree and unscrupulous. If they fall in love with a prodigal son, they should have been ready to be prepared for him not to stay for himself.

The mother-in-law and mother are worried about gains and losses, which will only make people bored.

Even Zhong Yanzhai himself looked down on such a self.

After getting off the car, Zhong Yanzhai seemed to have recovered and took the initiative to say to Lynch with his usual poker face: "You go tonight."

When they were about to leave the training ground, Cheng Feng came out to stay and his attitude towards Zhong Yanzhai was slightly relieved, saying that congratulations to Zhong Yanzhai for setting a new record in the training ground. There was a "record-breaking" celebration party in the evening, and they were invited to attend and let them stay directly.

The atmosphere between the two was not good at that time. Lynch hurriedly sent Cheng Feng away. Cheng Feng was also a talented man. He saw that there seemed to be something between them, so he simply left. He originally wanted to ask to send the two back without saying anything.

Lynch said: "Go together, the record is broken by you."

"I'm not used to getting together with unfamiliar people." Zhong Yanzhai said as he walked in.

Lynch walked beside him, "If you don't go, I won't go."

Zhong Yanzhai stopped and looked at Lynch sideways, "It's up to you."

Lynch was almost angry, and this man became so awkward that he was more awkward than a woman.

"Lynch—"

A crisp call came from behind the two of them. Lynch turned around and his eyes suddenly widened, "Wheat?"

Xiaomai wore a light pink satin shirt, black trousers, and her hair was fluffy and curly. When he shouted just now, he couldn't control his voice and shouted a little louder. When Lynch turned around, he coughed lightly, restrained his voice, and said with a reserved attitude: "What a coincidence."

"It's quite a coincidence," Lynch looked up and down at Xiaomai, "Are you here...work?"

"Photo a film." Xiaomai wouldn't say that he had spent some time asking about Lynch here before he flew to pick up the job here and touched the hotel from the nearby racing training ground, "What are you doing here?"

Lynch said for granted: "Train."

"Ha," Xiaomai sneered, looked at Zhong Yanzhai beside Lynch, and said sarcastically, "Which aspect of training should be practiced?"

"I'll go up first," Zhong Yanzhai suddenly said to Lynch, "You guys chat slowly."

Lynch hurriedly said, "We're finished talking." He was about to turn around and leave.

Zhong Yanzhai glanced at him, his eyes cold, "He has something to say to you."

Lynch's footsteps were fixed by his unfaithful eyes, and he watched Zhong Yanzhai enter the elevator. Why did he seem to have made some mistake after he confessed to Zhong Yanzhai?

"Hey," Xiaomai came over and said gloatingly, "You two are quarreling? Are you going to break up?"

Lynch turned his head and said helplessly: "What's wrong with you? I'll go up there."

"X, it will be better for a few months at least. You can't be more polite to me." Xiaomai put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and looked like she was ready to make a fuss.

Lynch said: "You pay attention to the influence, this is the hotel lobby."

Xiaomai looked around and found that there were many people quietly looking at him and Lynch, so he slowly put down his hand, "Come here, if you don't follow you, you will die."

Lynch: “…”

In the hotel cafe, Lynch almost sprayed out the water he had drunk.

"Ahem," Lynch said in disbelief, "what did you say?"

Xiaomai drank lemonade with her little finger and glanced at Lynch, "What kind of innocent love is it? Is it a date? I don't understand?"

Lynch's head was buzzing and he said slowly: "You..." He paused, then glanced at Xiaomai again, "and me?"

"Yes," Xiaomai irritated his curly hair, "It's so fucking unlucky. I don't know where all 1 of this world has died," he looked at Lynch with a resentful look, "Please use you."

Lynch sat back a little, blocking himself with a water cup, "We have broken up, and I have a boyfriend now."

"Bring your boyfriend with me." Xiaomai said excitedly.

Lynch: "..." He suspected that Xiaomai's real target was Zhong Yanzhai.

Xiaomai held her cheek with both hands, put on makeup on her pretty face, flashed her big eyes, bit her lip and said, "No man would refuse to fly together."

"I refuse," Lynch stood up decisively and abandoned his dignity before Wheat went crazy. "I'm not a man."

Lynch ran away and didn't even want the coffee he ordered.

Lynch ran fast all the way, as if someone was chasing him behind him. He ran into the elevator all the way and was afraid that the wheat would suddenly fall from the sky. He went to the eighth floor and immediately knocked on the door.

Zhong Yanzhai brought the room card, but Lynch didn't bring it.

After knocking several times, Zhong Yanzhai didn't even open the door. Lynch took out his cell phone and called Zhong Yanzhai. The phone was connected, but no one answered.

It was raining all night long, and Lynch didn't dare to go downstairs, so he could only squat at the door of the room sadly and sent a WeChat message to Zhong Yanzhai - "I'll wait for you at the door of the room." He was afraid that Zhong Yanzhai would not receive it, so he sent another text message.

Lynch was tired after squatting for a while, so he simply sat on the carpet at the door, circling around his palm with his cell phone, his mind was full of thoughts. He opened WeChat and moved to the dialog box that had just been sent to Zhong Yanzhai. He paused his fingers to start editing.

——"I'm serious this time..."

No, no, I am serious this time, but I was not serious before? I was speaking like this, but I was definitely a scumbag tone.

Lynch deleted it and edited it again.

——"I like you the same as you like me..."

Lynch read it and found that it was so difficult to pronounce it, so he deleted it. He rubbed his hair in annoyance and slapped his head at the door behind him, "Hiss-" Oh no, he was so hard that he kowtowed. Lynch hugged his head and screamed silently.

"Lynch? Why are you sitting here?"

Lynch held his head and looked up with tears in his eyes.

He Yao was holding a sports backpack in his hand, his face was refreshed, and put on his glasses again. Seeing that Lynch had tears in his eyes, he quickly put down his backpack and went forward to check, "What's wrong with his head? Where did he knock? Take your hand away and I'll take a look."

"It's okay." Lynch held back his tears in a tough guy, "It's knocking on the door, it doesn't hurt."

He Yao smiled with his lips, squatted on one knee, lowered his head and said softly: "Doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Lynch said.

He Yao suddenly covered his hand covering his head and exerted force slightly. Lynch immediately shrank, "Fuck me!"

"So you live opposite us." Lynch said depressedly on the sofa in He Yao's room.

He Yao stood behind Lynch and said, "Yes, I'm afraid you'll misunderstand that I'm the kind of fan who follows me by perverts. I didn't dare to enter in front of you that day... Don't move," He Yao lifted Lynch's short hair and looked carefully. "It seems to be a little swollen, and there's no big problem."

"I said it's okay." Lynch got up, and then embarrassedly found that the sofa in He Yao's room was exactly the same as the sofa in their room - so soft that it couldn't get up if it got stuck in.

"Can I ask you a question?" He Yao held the sofa with his hands, "Why is Zhong Yanzhai?"

Lynch was stuck in the sofa and simply stopped struggling. He thought about the vocabulary and said, "There will be a special aura between the navigator and the driver. As soon as I saw him, I knew it should be him. We will become the most co-starring partner. You should also find your own navigator. When you see him at first sight, you will feel, hey, this person drives a car with me, I must be very relieved."

He Yao was silent for a while and said, "My glance is you."

Lynch paused for a while and simply said, "That's because you've seen too little, look more," Lynch turned his head and smiled at He Yao who was lowered and lowered his face, "This is a two-way choice. I have chosen Zhong Yanzhai."

He Yaoqing grabbed the back of the sofa and smiled at Lynch barely, "It's like in love. I like you. If you don't like me, I can't force you."

"Not only that," Lynch said bluntly, "You are still interested in a master. Hurry up and put an end to this idea of ​​violating the moral bottom line."

He Yao laughed and exhaled, "It sounds like a mistress who wants to get promoted."

Lynch nodded and said seriously: "It's a bit."

He Yao smiled, touched his nose, reached out and grabbed Lynch's arm, "This sofa is too soft and not suitable for sitting." He pulled the person out of the sofa with his arm.

"Thank you," Lin Qi's heart became brighter after communicating with He Yao. He could also tell Zhong Yanzhai these words. He Yao could understand them, and Zhong Yanzhai would definitely understand them. "I'll go downstairs to find someone."

"I'll accompany you." He Yao said.

Lynch waved his hand, "Forget it, the chief palace has a bad temper, I advise you to avoid appearing in front of him."

He Yao couldn't help laughing at all. Lynch is a very funny person. When he was a fan, he knew that he didn't insist on accompanying him. He patted Lynch on the shoulder, and his eyes hidden behind the lens were bright and bright. "Looking forward to meeting on the field. Since you chose him, I will try my best to defeat you both."

"Okay," Lynch also patted his shoulder, "If you don't win, you will lose for more than five minutes."

The two talked and laughed, and He Yao opened the door for Lynch, "Be careful, don't wear a helmet these two days."

"It's okay, just such a little bump, it won't hurt anymore." Lynch said indifferently.

He Yao raised his hand as if he was about to touch Lynch's head. Lynch quickly jumped out of the opened door, pointing at He Yao while jumping, saying, "I'm not polite to touch again."

The shoulder that jumped out diagonally fell into the palm of a person's palm. The familiar force suddenly made Lynch silent. He turned around and saw that Zhong Yanzhai was looking at him quietly.

He Yao also saw Zhong Yanzhai and greeted Zhong Yanzhai, "Hello, Lynch has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Yes, I've been waiting for you," Lynch said in a slight stumble, "and then hit his head, He Yao lived opposite us, I went over and sat down, looked at his head, he touched my head, I told him not to touch."

Zhong Yanzhai's deep chestnut eyes were like frozen amber, and the inside was covered with too complex and deep things. He looked down at Lynch's head with a detailed look, "Does it still hurt?"

Lynch curled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to cover the wound virtually, and blinked pitifully and said, "It hurts, it hurts."
Chapter completed!