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There was a sudden noise in the room.

This is not the first time Ding Ji cried in front of Lin Wuyu, but this time he cried reluctantly. He obviously didn't plan to cry, but now he is like a fool.

Lin Wuyu was shocked by his sudden crying voice. He didn't know whether to stretch out or retract his raised hand. It looked like a wax figure.

Ding Ji really didn't expect that he would have such a fucking reaction at such a critical moment. Before he continued to cry even more embarrassedly, he turned around and rushed into the bathroom quickly, and threw the door on it with a bang.

"Ding Ji?" Lin Wuyu immediately followed.

Ding Ji quickly locked the door.

Lin Wuyu knocked outside the door a few times: "What are you doing?"

He didn't make a sound, and stood in front of the mirror and stared at himself.

I really envy Lin Wuyu, and my eyes are not red when she shed tears.

He howled, his eyes were red all over the circle, and his nose turned red. He looked particularly miserable, as if he had encountered some misfortune.

...Nothing wrong.

It's unfortunate enough.

Ding Ji turned around and walked to the washbasin, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and turned on the faucet. In order to prevent Lin Wuyu from hearing that he was washing his face because he cried, he turned the water very small.

After washing his face, he raised himself and looked at himself in the mirror, and he was still feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Ding Ji!" Lin Wuyu's knocking on the door became louder and more anxious, "What are you doing? Let's make a sound!"

A fart sound!

Ding Ji gritted his teeth. He knew that he would still cry if he made a little noise. He has been so kind since he was a child. He knew him so well. In addition, his grandmother always made him cry whenever he wanted to, so he couldn't even hold it in.

"Ding Ji!" Lin Wuyu continued to slap the door, "I'm violent!"

You're so lucky, you have the ability to unscrew the lock.

Ding Ji sniffed.

The longer the time goes by, the more he thinks, the less he can't open the door and face Lin Wuyu. He no longer knows how this situation will end.

Lin Wuyu indeed twisted the door lock, but stopped after only two locks.

The most conscientious thing about this landlord is the door lock. The bathroom lock is not the type of ball lock that can be twisted with force. It has a curved handle and is particularly strong.

Ding Ji took a breath and wanted to calm down his emotions. He could never have been in the bathroom all night and had to go out.

What to say, what to do, what Lin Wuyu thought, and whether to talk about it.

He has to sort it out.

Two seconds later, Lin Wuyu patted the door again: "Ding Ji!"

Ding Ji turned around and looked at the door without saying a word.

He was just embarrassed and uncomfortable now, and he didn't want to hear any sound from himself.

"Don't stand by the door." Lin Wuyu said.

Want to kick the door?

Ding Ji was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took a step to the side.

If you kick the door, the loss is a bit big. With this lock, it may break the door casing. How could it cost one or two thousand to replace the door casing and door like this?

...Whose money is counted as?

Could it be considered as the money he owes Lin Wuyu?

Ding Ji suddenly became nervous. Lin Wuyu could really do such a thing.

"Lin..." He spoke to the other side of the door.

Before I could say a word, there was a loud noise in the bathroom door.

Crack!

Although he was mentally prepared, Ding Ji was still shocked. This movement was not about kicking the door, but about... chopping the door!

A crack appeared on the bathroom door, and a kitchen knife was stuck in the crack.

"Damn?" Ding Ji was stunned.

Then the kitchen knife disappeared into the crack.

Ding Ji leaned forward and wanted to see what was going on.

Crack and crack!

The kitchen knife appeared on the door again, and there was another crack.

Ding Ji suddenly felt a little happy, just like this clanging sound and a shattering feeling with one knife.

The kitchen knife disappeared again.

Just as Lin Wuyu was waiting for the third sword, the door made a different movement.

Crank!

Lin Wuyu's fist hit in between the two split cracks, and there was a circle of kitchen paper wrapped in it... After he hit it in, he shook his hands, shook off the kitchen paper, and then unscrewed the door lock from inside.

He is such a particular scholar. He just needs to wrap his hands when smashing the door... Damn! Lin Wuyu is coming in!

After Ding Ji reacted, he immediately began to solidify from head to toe from hair to hair.

Lin Wuyu pushed open the door, looked at him and asked while pulling his hand back, "Are you okay?"

Ding Ji shook his head.

"Why don't you make a sound?" Lin Wuyu twitched his hand, and his hand was stuck in the crack and didn't pull it out.

Ding Ji didn't say anything and sniffed.

"Why are you crying?" Lin Wuyu shook his hand again, but his hand still stuck and didn't move.

This door is of good quality. Although it was split and punched, it was just a hole and no hole was smashed. It was OK to come in, but it was difficult to go out.

This reminded Ding Ji of chainsaw.

Because he didn't dare to watch the whole movie, he ran to read a post about the complete list of chainsaw death... and suddenly his back became furious.

"...Don't cry for now," Lin Wuyu walked his other hand behind the door, pulled the cracked wood, "Do you a favor."

"Ah." Ding Ji suddenly came to his senses and rushed over in two steps.

Holding the wood and pulling it up, Lin Wuyu finally pulled back his hand.

Then the scene solidified again.

Ding Ji grabbed the wood and refused to let go, as if this was his last life-saving straw.

Lin Wuyu grabbed his wrist and pulled it twice, but didn't pull it, so he sighed: "It's okay."

Ding Ji looked up at him.

"It's okay," Lin Wuyu patted his arm lightly, "You...I'll go out for a walk first, are you going alone for a while?"

Ding Ji was stunned.

He really didn't expect Lin Wuyu to say that.

This suggestion is actually quite good. He felt uncomfortable because of Lin Wuyu's appearance. He was neither standing nor crying nor happy nor crying. He couldn't hold it in and said, and he was embarrassed.

But if Lin Wuyu really turned around and went out now, the house would be back in his own state in the past few days, he would not be able to bear it.

"No." He said.

"Okay," Lin Wuyu thought for a while, stretched out his arm and hugged him, "Are you going to cry? I can pretend not to know."

This hug and Lin Wuyu's breath in this hug made Ding Ji feel sad.

He and Lin Wuyu hugged each other more than once, but this time they felt completely different.

Reluctant.

Awkward.

But I couldn't bear to push it away.

He lowered his head and pressed his eyes on Lin Wuyu's shoulders, took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

But as he slowly exhaled, his tears came out again.

I couldn't vomit in the second half of my breath, and it turned into a crying sound.

And because he was exhaling, he even felt as if he was crying with a "wail", like a fool.

Lin Wuyu didn't say anything anymore, and his hands kept patting Ding Ji's back.

Apart from this comforting move, he couldn't think of anything else to do, after all, Ding Ji's reaction was something he had never expected.

He even thought about whether Ding Ji would have left with his luggage when he came back.
To be continued...