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In the depths of the cellar, a thin and slender boy sat in a corner, hugging his legs, shivering from the cold wall against his back.

Xia Zhinian tightened her school uniform, held herself still, stared at the person by the opposite wall with wide-open almond eyes, glanced over and quickly retracted, couldn't help puckering the corners of her mouth.

He and the protagonist Shou are the only two in this hellish place. The original owner has been making trouble for others all day long. The protagonist Shou will take advantage of this good opportunity to kill him.

He glanced again.

The cellar is deep, and only a ray of skylight leaks from a very high place, and there is a person sitting directly under the light.

The boy's face was a little pale, he leaned his back against the wall and relieved a little bit of strength, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, and he looked at him softly like a breeze.

"Student Xia, are you okay?"

"This cellar has been abandoned for a long time. We fell for two hours, and we don't know when someone will find it."

The protagonist Shou's tone was gentle, with concern in his eyes, but Xia Zhinian shrank even more towards the wall when he heard it, looking at him warily with his round almond eyes.

"I'm fine."

Yan Ci smiled at him, his long and narrow eyes slightly bent, "I'm really sorry that I caused you to fall with me."

"Are you tired? Do you want to sleep for a while? I'll call you when someone comes."

"..." Xia Zhinian's forehead twitched violently, wrapped his clothes tightly and refused, "No, I'm not tired."

He can really pretend, and someone came to call him.

If someone really came, it would be nice if the black sesame glutinous rice **** didn't knock him out and throw them away.

After all, he is a villain who finds countless faults and is annoying.

Xia Zhinian shrank pitifully to the corner, kept a safe distance, and hugged his humble and pitiful self.

Two days ago, the original owner died unexpectedly. With the same name and appearance, he transmigrated into this campus cookie called "Bamboo Horse Love", and became the cannon fodder villain that everyone hated in it.

The original owner has a weird personality, loves to follow the protagonist like a tail, is obsessed with behavior, and looks for opportunities to find trouble for the protagonist from time to time.

She is so focused on the protagonist Gong, she only thinks that Yan Ci is a top-notch gentle and good student, but she doesn't know that this is actually a poisonous pie with a white skin and a black heart.

The black is about to pinch out the water.

This time, during the visit to the Xishan Gymnasium scenic spot organized by the whole grade of high school, "Xia Zhinian" was dissatisfied with Yan Ci and the protagonist's approaching, and wanted to teach him a lesson and intimidate him. On the mountain road, he grabbed his clothes when he was not prepared.

But before he hit anyone, Yan Ci staggered out of thin air and almost rolled down the steps.

The protagonist has sharp eyes and quick hands to save the next person.

Yan Ci was fine, but the original owner was beaten up by the protagonist.

At that time, Yan Ci was on the sidelines and explained gently and considerately that he was not careful, which caused the protagonist Gong Hao to feel distressed, and his attack became more and more ruthless.

...Although the original owner deserved it, this cannot change the fact that Yan Ci is a black-hearted boss.

Xia Zhinian was wrapped up in her school uniform, and her inner villain was extremely bald.

He just finished the college entrance examination, and he still found it exciting when he read the book, but isn't it a bit too exciting to become a cannon fodder villain against a black-hearted boss?

He would be able to travel back to his own world after completing the original main plot, so he bit the bullet and went on it today, but before he found a chance to viciously drag someone, he saw Yan Ci stepped on something and fell down with a plop.

He pulled subconsciously.

Then, and then he also appeared in this broken cellar.

Spend time together with the black-hearted protagonist Shou "Happily".

Xia Zhinian sighed bitterly, the corners of his eyes and brows drooping.

Forget it, in order to wear it back, he, Young Master Xia, can bend and stretch.

Endure it!

The weather wasn't too warm in early May, and the temperature in the cellar itself was low. Now that it was getting dark, the temperature dropped faster. Xia Zhinian wore a long-sleeved jacket with a school uniform, and no matter how tightly she wrapped it, she couldn't keep the temperature on her body.

He hugged his legs and curled up, buried his head on his knees, with two red marks on his white and tender side face, half-closed his eyes to preserve his energy.

The cellar was quiet for a long time, when suddenly a voice came from the opposite side.

"Student Xia?"

Yan Ci called him softly.

"Are you asleep?"

Xia Zhinian thought for a moment, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Yan Ci waited for a while, then called him again, as if to make sure he was fast asleep.

He couldn't move, and after a while, he heard a rustling sound from Yan Ci's side, followed by a burst of light footsteps.

Click, click, click...

a little closer.

Xia Zhinian held his breath, and his heart also lifted a little bit.

Yan Ci walked up to him, the footsteps disappeared, but he didn't make any other movements, just looked at him quietly.

Xia Zhinian didn't know what he was going to do, he was a little nervous, hugged his knees and closed his eyes tightly, the back of his white and flexible neck was exposed to the cold air, his hair stood up slightly.

Finally, Yan Ci made a move.

There was the sound of cloth rubbing.

In the next second, Xia Zhinian's back warmed up, and a coat was tightly covered on his back, covering the dazzling white nape of his neck together.

Xia Zhinian closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could breathe out, he froze for a moment—

A large shadow shrouded him, a gust of wind pierced the air, and something aimed at his neck, chopping down ferociously.

Xia Zhinian was silently terrified, and dodged slightly when the gale wind approached.

"Well."

When there was a strong force, Xia Zhihou's neck hurt as if it was about to break, and his body instinctively groaned, his body went limp instantly, and he fell to the ground.

The coat she was wearing slipped off, half covering her head.

Yan Ci's face was a little pale, his lips were tightly pursed, he glanced lightly, let the clothes be messed up on the young man's head, turned around and sat down at the position just now.

Leaning against the wall, he breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, breathing heavily as though panting hard, took out the wet wipes from the schoolbag he carried with him, and wiped his fingers carelessly one by one.

"...?"

...What kind of showy operation is this?

Xia Zhinian was stupefied, his neck was so painful and stiff, he quietly opened his eyes from behind his coat, and looked at Yan Ci wiping his hands in shock.

He knew that the protagonist was obsessed with cleanliness, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. Before knocking him out, he gave him a piece of clothing...

I really appreciate you.

Xia Zhinian's face was filled with indescribable words.

But thanks to this dress, he was able to dodge when the knife fell off.

Xia Zhinian's round apricot eyes rolled around, his fingers curled up, and the pulp of his left thumb rubbed against the knuckle of his index finger.

He has never done anything outrageous since he grew up, and his force value is about zero, so he can only lie obediently and pretend to be dizzy, covered by his coat, with his bright and round eyes open, quietly aiming at the protagonist.

Yan Ci wiped his hands carefully, leaning against the wall, his body was thin and slender, with one long leg stretched out and the other bent casually.

The right hand tightly held the left wrist, the fingertips were so hard that they turned white, his face was ugly, and his breathing became heavier.

It's like... some serious hidden disease has occurred.

Xia Zhinian didn't know what to see, so he quietly looked over there with half-opened eyes.

It was dark outside, and the light source in the cellar was only a small hole in the top of the head, and the light inside became dimmer.

until a certain moment.

There was no more light falling from the small hole on the top, and the cellar fell into complete darkness.

Yan Ci snorted suddenly, trembling slightly.

Xia Zhinian tried to open his eyes wide, and vaguely saw a figure standing up slowly while leaning on the wall, breathing more and more rapidly, groping around the wall as if anxious and restless, his palm brushed against the cold wall, the next moment—

"Boom!"

A heavy sound pierced the darkness.

The person on the other side hit the stone wall with a fist, and the joints were immediately dripping with blood.

Xia Zhinian was startled: "?!"

Something is wrong.

He was startled by the sound, his heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to lift his clothes immediately. But one second before he moved, Yan Ci fumbled to open the zipper of the schoolbag and took out something from it.

Accompanied by a "click", a beam of cold white light suddenly lit up.

The cellar is no longer completely dark.

Yan Ci heaved a sigh of relief, the sound of panting echoed softly in the deep cellar, and sat down against the wall again, his breathing eased a bit, his pale wrist rested on his knee, and he held a finger-long portable flashlight in his hand.

...The main character is afraid of the dark?

Xia Zhinian slowly opened his eyes wide.

There is no such setting in the original text.

He didn't dare to move, and looked at the protagonist Shou through the school uniform jacket half covering his head.

He didn't pay attention, but suddenly, the zipper of the jacket in front of him was unstable and fell to the ground, making a weak "ding".

"what sound."

Yan Ci suddenly raised his head, looking straight at him with sharp eyes.

"!"

Xia Zhinian was startled, and quickly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes swept over the edge of the clothes in front of her, her heart beat uncontrollably faster.

The cellar was extremely silent, with a slight echo.

Xia Zhinian clearly heard Yan Ci standing up, walking slowly and regularly in front of him, only one step away, and stopped.

His heart was pounding, his eyes were closed and he didn't move.

A moment later, I heard a low laugh with unknown meaning.

"Student Xia."

Yan Ci raised a smile, and called him gently, with a low voice, as if whispering in his ear, gentle and slow.

"Are you awake, or are you asleep?"

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Why does this sound like you are going to live or die.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he tried to lie on the ground pretending to be dizzy, motionless, without even rolling his eyes.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes to look at him, glanced back and forth on him, chuckled with unknown meaning, and adjusted his cuffs slowly, revealing a pale and thin wrist.

"Student Xia is suddenly so quiet and calm, which makes me feel a little strange."

"But that's okay."

He smiled softly, "I'll handle it."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

deal with? !

A hand was stretched out towards his head, Xia Zhinian's heart stopped for a moment, and he quickly opened his eyes to pop up, but a coat fell down over his head and face, completely blocking him.

He wanted to pull off his clothes at the first moment, but suddenly there was another sharp pain in the back of his neck, and the muffled sound of bones, skin and flesh.

Xia Zhinian hadn't finished cursing "I, he meow" from the bottom of his heart, when his eyes suddenly went dark.

Xia Zhinian sat up suddenly when he woke up, feeling dizzy and powerless, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the surroundings.

Pillows, cups, bedside tables.

Not the cellar walls.

He came out.

"Niannian? Niannian, you woke up, what are you looking for?"

Before Xia Zhinian had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a female voice nearby calling him softly, and the black shadow in front of him dissipated.

He was sitting on the bed in a hospital gown, and next to him was a gentle and delicate woman whose age could not be seen.

Jiang Yuan looked at him cautiously, her voice worried, "Niannian, do you have any discomfort, what are you looking for, mom will help you find it."

…Mother?

Very strange name.

Xia Zhinian paused, this is... the original owner's mother.

"Thank you, I didn't find anything."

Xia Zhinian is not good at dealing with relatives, so he looked through his memory and found that the original owner was not close to his family, so he said politely: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

The boy's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his voice was clear. Jiang Yuan looked at her son's pale cheeks, and stretched out her hand to help him sit on the bed.

Xia Zhinian subconsciously dodged back, seeing Jiang Yuan froze, and stopped in place again.

"...Thank you, I, I'll just do it myself."

He doesn't like people touching him.

"That, that's good." Jiang Yuan withdrew her hand, didn't say anything, restrained the haggard worry on her face, and smiled at him in relief.

"The cellar is so high and cold. You and Yan Ci fell down and stayed there for so long. When we first found you, you were so burned that you were unconscious. You scared your mother to death. Fortunately, Xiao Ci has been taking care of you."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

At this time, Jiang Yuan didn't know that the original owner was causing trouble at school, so she smiled and said in a soft voice, "You were in a car accident before Xiaoci rescued you, and this time I took care of you in the cellar again, thank you very much."

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

Yan Ci? Take care of him?

He was knocked out by Yan Cisheng, okay?

"Knock knock."

The door was ajar, and a tall and handsome boy in a hospital gown stood by the door and knocked on the door with a smile on his face.

"Aunt Jiang."