When Ning Qiuyan finished piecing together the last piece of the mammoth pattern, Guan Heng came to the empty room, followed by Lu Qianque who had finished talking to him.

Ning Qiuyan sat cross-legged on the floor, holding a small puzzle piece in his hand, with red eyes.

The jigsaw puzzle was really useful. It took him some time to calm down, because he saw that the two of them were not calm again, and he felt embarrassed for a while.

"I'm leaving." Lu Qianque made a special trip to say goodbye to Ning Qiuyan, "Thank you for today."

Ning Qiuyan felt that she actually didn't do anything, she just played a piece of accompaniment.

He said "you're welcome" to Lu Qianque, and then asked: "Are you still leaving after it's so late?"

It was already night when Lu Qianque arrived. After an interlude and more than two hours of conversation with Guan Heng, it was now approaching midnight.

Lu Qianque said: "No, it's just right now. I'm afraid it will be too late if I stay any longer. Goodbye, little..." He stopped in time and called Ning Qiuyan's name calmly, "Goodbye, Ning Qiu.

Inkstone.”

Lu Qianque always loves to joke, but he is always polite.

Ning Qiuyan finally connected him with the official person in the email exchange and said goodbye to him.

Lu Qianque faced Guan Heng, nodded and retreated.

As soon as he left, Guan Heng and Ning Qiuyan were left in the room.

I don't know why, when Ning Qiuyan faced Guan Heng alone, he felt even more ashamed than when he faced the two people who witnessed his embarrassing accident tonight.

When he was playing guitar just now, Guan Heng asked to listen to the music he wrote himself.

This sounds like a very ordinary thing, and Ning Qiuyan never thought of rejecting Guan Heng. He strummed the guitar again, and when he played the second interlude, he suddenly shed tears.

The trembling of my fingertips never stopped, and my emotions came quickly.

Ning Qiuyan did not control himself, nor did he look at the expressions of the people present. He buried his head very low and insisted on playing the entire song before being called to Jigsaw's room by Guan Heng.

As soon as he finished playing, Guan Heng said, "Go next door and wait for me."

Now that I think about it, Guan Heng wanted him to go to a place where he was alone as soon as possible to calm down without having to face an embarrassing situation.

"The song just now was very nice."

He heard Guan Heng say.

"I love so much."

Guan Heng walked closer, and Ning Qiuyan could see the hem of Guan Heng's clothes: "Thank you."

He took another piece of the puzzle and couldn't find a suitable place to put it for a while.

"Here." Guan Heng knelt down, took the puzzle piece from his hand, and inserted it into an obvious position.

Ning Qiuyan was silent for a moment and said, "Will you laugh at me?"

Guan Heng asked: "Why are you laughing at me?"

Ning Qiuyan reluctantly told the truth: "You are so old and still miss your mother."

Guan Heng didn't speak for a while.

When he spoke again, what he said was somewhat beyond Ning Qiuyan's expectations: "I can hardly remember what my mother looked like."

Ning Qiuyan looked up, forgetting the embarrassment: "Have you not seen her for a long time?"

"It's been a long time." Guan Heng said, "She was very young when she died, only twenty-two years old. She was a little older than you are now."

Guan Heng’s mother also passed away?

Ning Qiuyan was thinking that Guan Heng's mother must be a beauty. He also thought that the Guan family seemed a little different from what he imagined when they got married and had children at such a young age.

Guan Heng had no intention of continuing, nor did he comfort him that he didn't want to hear. Some pain does not need to be resolved, at least he understood this as an adult, and people will be willing to let it stay in their hearts.

.

"I did a lot of bad things." Ning Qiuyan said in a low voice, "The doctor said that if intervention and treatment are carried out early, there is actually a high chance that it can be cured. We went too late."

After a while, he added: "She also thinks this song is very nice, and she also said she would write lyrics for me."

Guan Heng: "So you gave up your original pursuit."

Ning Qiuyan guessed that Lu Qianque must have checked his information and told Guan Heng. It was definitely not a hasty decision for him to come to the island. At least he had gone through several checks.

That's why Lu Qianque said he was simple.

They put together a few more pieces of the puzzle, and Guan Heng told him to go to bed.

Guan Heng said: "Don't fight tonight."

It was rare for Ning Qiuyan to be disobedient. He sat there with his head lowered. The young man's shoulders were very thin: "I want to be quiet for a while."

A hand was stretched out in front of him.

Just like when he got off the bus that night, Guan Heng motioned for him to put his hand on his.

"No more fighting." Guan Heng said without hesitation, "Follow me."

Ning Qiuyan put his hand up hesitantly, and was pulled up by Guan Heng.

This time Guan Heng did not let him go immediately. He quickly felt Guan Heng's body temperature, which was just as he imagined, slightly cool, and seemed to be much lower than ordinary people's body temperature.

But almost as soon as Guan Heng held his hand, he forgot to think.

The fact that Guan Heng was holding his hand made his heart beat so fast that his whole body was on fire. As long as he was with Guan Heng, his body would not obey his orders and he would always have such strange things.

The reaction was completely out of control.

Guan Heng was much taller than him. Being pulled to the corridor like this, Ning Qiuyan could only look at Guan Heng's profile and back uncontrollably.

He was so sad that he forgot everything. There was only one thought in his mind: whether Guan Heng could hear the frantic heartbeat in his chest.

They stopped in front of a dark room.

Guan Heng opened the door and Ning Qiuyan was led in.

The lights come on.

Ning Qiuyan stood at the door and saw countless mirrors.

The walls, floor, and ceiling of this room were covered with countless mirrors. The mirrors were cold and bright, like a kaleidoscope, reflecting countless images of him and Guan Heng.

He was pushed gently for a few steps and unexpectedly looked into Guan Heng's eyes in the mirror.

Guan Heng stood behind him, his lips were right next to his ear, his expression was no different from usual, he still looked unattainable.

Compared with Ning Qiuyan's relatively fair complexion, Guan Heng almost didn't look like a real person. When he looked away from the mirror, narrowed his eyelids and looked at Ning Qiuyan in front of him, he even expressed the sense of distance to the extreme.

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"This is where?"

The tips of Ning Qiuyan's ears were red and bleeding, as if she had entered some strange realm.

Guan Heng told him: "Meditation room."

When they move, they in countless mirrors also move.

Ning Qiuyan saw their sides and backs, and saw Guan Heng's fingers hanging by his side. From a certain angle, Ning Qiuyan looked like he was leaning on Guan Heng's arms.

"This place helps me think." Guan Heng looked at the mirror in front of him again, "It may also help you. The puzzle is to calm you down, and this place can help you get to know yourself again."

"Get to know yourself again." He repeated stupidly, looking at the childish person in the mirror.

"Want to try?" Guan Heng had no intention of forcing him.

"..."

Guan Heng helped him make a decision: "Half an hour."

Ning Qiuyan noticed that he was leaving and turned around nervously.

He didn't think it would help him here.

"Give it a try." Guan Heng took a few steps back and said as if assigning a task, "There is a button under your feet. If you don't want to stay anymore, just press it and I can come in to accompany you."

Ning Qiuyan stood there.

Guan Heng closed the door for him, and there was also a face behind the door.

As soon as it was closed, Guan Heng disappeared from all mirror images.

Ning Qiu's helpless and empty eyes reflected in the mirror.

He is like a rag doll with only an outer shell and broken stuffing inside.

Through the mirror, another pair of eyes was observing him.

Observe the movements of this ignorant human being taking off his sweater, the rise and fall of his belly due to nervousness, the hesitation in taking off his pants and shoes and socks, and most importantly, observe how he gets to know himself again and tries to find a new self-identity.

Know.

The owner of those eyes guided him and dug him.

He knew nothing and looked at himself in the mirror naked, but the mirror reflected another picture.

Another tall body picked him up from behind, knocked him against the mirror, and held his hands tightly. The man's long and messy hair was spread on his broad back muscles, and he was gaining momentum.
To be continued...