MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 59 Humanities

Xia Zhinian's heart skipped a beat, his almond eyes widened, and he closed the door silently.

Yan Ci frowned, opened the cracked door and quickly looked around.

…no one.

Looking back at the closed door, it should have been closed when he just came in, but there is something wrong with this door, if it is not locked, it will bounce back a little.

Is it a coincidence?

Yan Ci's expression was slightly cool, he looked around, his eyes glanced at the closed doors around him, after a long while, he put the bracelet back with some unknown meaning, and turned to leave.

Xia Zhinian waited for quite a while, and after confirming that Yan Ci had really left, he opened the next room, quietly revealed his almond eyes, and looked around.

...should be gone.

Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief, her slender eyelashes trembled, and her rosy lips were flattened.

Come out, go back to the locker room, lock the door and go inside.

There was the bracelet intact in the closet.

The black sesame glutinous rice **** are just insane.

Actually give him a place.

If he hadn't seen it by chance in a few circles of dudes in his previous life, he wouldn't have recognized it.

In case he finds out by accident, and he is not sure who made it, take it to Brother Xia, who will call the police...

Xia Zhinian tugged at the corners of his mouth, picked up the bracelet, the light gold color shone brightly under the light, adorned with a rhombus-shaped ruby ​​pendant, exuding a delicate luxury.

The young man's almond eyes were half-downcast, his head tilted, and he stared at the bracelet for a while. His amber eyes were like inorganic glass, unstained by dust.

After a while, the corners of his lips were suddenly bent, revealing a little smile.

Tie that bracelet around a slender porcelain white wrist.

Yan Ci answered a phone call and left early.

"Crack!"

There was a sharp and crisp sound.

Yan's house, just as Yan Ci entered the door, a celadon teacup was thrown over him unexpectedly, he dodged slightly, and hit the floor under his feet, making a harsh sound and splashing debris.

"Look what you've done!"

Yan Shiwei had an ugly expression and was furious. The twins followed Xu Xian Xu Li, raising their chins as if they were watching a show.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled slightly, and said politely, "Why is father so angry?"

"The land of the Wei family." Yan Shiwei's expression became more and more gloomy, "It's really a mistake. Such a big project was actually taken down by the Wei family."

Now the Wei family is about to turn around.

Yan Ci casually smiled.

When he received the call, he guessed it was for this, and his voice was calm, "The Wei family is my maternal grandfather's family, and my father is also an old friend. According to the gap left by my grandfather at the time, I asked my father to fill in the blanks. No matter how big the project is, there are also A large part of the income is in the hands of my father, so why be angry."

Yan Shiwei's expression darkened.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, guessing that this probably didn't help, and now he began to regret it, the thin scars at the end of his eyes were loose.

That piece of land may seem ordinary, but with the new policy, it instantly becomes a favorite. At this juncture, there is a policy of customs clearance, and it will definitely become a big hit.

Yan Shiwei looked at the eldest son, the grandson of the Wei family, luckily, his hoarse voice brought out a bit of emotion.

"When your maternal grandfather's family first started to go downhill, your mother happened to pass away unexpectedly... such a big incident happened, and you didn't bother to help. It's been so many years."

He seemed to be nostalgic, "If only your mother was still here."

"Crack."

Subtle movements.

Yan Ci raised his eyes slightly, bit his teeth together lightly, the tip of his tongue pressed against the roots, his whole body was a little cold, and his eyes were dark.

Yan Shiwei missed his old wife in front of his current wife, while Xu Li's expression on the side was also ugly, as if he had eaten overnight, leaning on the back of the sofa, clenched his fists and tried to smile.

"Yeah, it's a pity that Miss Wei is such a gentle person, but she was caught by those—"

"shut up!"

Yan Shiwei grimaced, "How many times have I told you not to mention this again!"

Xu Li was startled by him, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she shut her mouth suddenly.

With a cold smile on his face, Yan Ci looked at them as if he was watching a play, and the itching on his fingertips began to flood again, piercing his nerves coldly.

"Yan Ci." Yan Shiwei turned to him and instructed, "Your grandfather is old, and always likes juniors to accompany him in the past. You should go and see more."

"...Okay." Yan Ci responded lightly.

Classes the next day.

Xia Zhinian was sitting on the seat playing with his mobile phone, and suddenly burst into surprise and laughter in the back row.

"Fuck, old Zou, you can do it."

"Fuck, can this thing help cheating?"

"Is it good to find a serious use?"

"Old Zou is worthy of being a science master."

Zou Ziqian laughed with his arms akimbo behind him, "My old Zou will eventually occupy this half of the sky, become famous and have thousands of descendants!"

Someone laughed at the side and gave a "bah", "I don't even have a single girlfriend, and I have thousands of children and grandchildren."

"Hahaha."

Zou Ziqian: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Attracted by the sound, Xia Zhinian turned around curiously, and several people were holding pens that were only slightly longer than normal, and were talking to the end.

Someone next to him was wearing a Bluetooth headset and smiled in surprise, "Yes, yes! There is sound! It's still very clear!"

Zou Ziqian patted his chest and smiled, "Of course, my old Zou produced it, it must be a high-quality product!"

"What is this?" Xia Zhinian was a little confused and asked in doubt.

"The former deskmate, oh no, the front desk."

Zou Ziqian took out two identical long pens, hehe explained to him, "I made an instant communicator, a set of two, and can connect to Bluetooth, so that two people can keep talking by holding it and wearing a headset."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

I fuck?

This meow is a bit powerful.

High school students come up with this kind of thing?

Someone was dumbfounded, "Isn't it enough to call the phone?"

"Call your phone in class and I'll take a look. This is an encrypted class call!"

"Hahaha can also be used to cheat."

Zou Ziqian groaned, "You can play around in class, but you can't cheat."

He has been hanging out with Yuen Long for a long time recently, and he has learned a bit of a sand sculpture accent, and he said in a cadence, "We are all honest and good children."

Yuen Long burst out laughing, "Hahahaha Zou Ziqian, you old dog, don't learn from me!"

Zou Ziqian made several sets. Seeing Xia Zhinian's amazement, he generously handed one set to Xia Zhinian for him to play with, "Take it and pay homage to it."

Xia Zhinian smiled pleasantly, eyes rolled up, "Thank you, I'll pay you back later."

Take a look with the pen, and you can see that there is a sound-receiving device at the section that grows out of the end, and admire it.

He remembered that the toy snake he used to scare Yan Ci was also modified by Zou Ziqian. A good snake turned into a rotating fan with its own sand sculpture voice.

Xia Zhinian thought it was a novelty, so he ran to the last row to find Yan Ci, and showed him.

Yan Ci's face was a bit grim, but he took it over to take a look, and nodded gently, "Zou Ziqian is very good at these things, but it's a pity that he didn't bring earphones, otherwise he could try it."

"...Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian stared at his face, with round almond eyes, frowned, lowered his voice, and whispered, "Are you... serious again?"

What's the matter this time, it hasn't been relieved for so long?

Yan Ci looked at the young man, met those slightly concerned eyes, and saw two small selves in them.

Only himself.

Yan Ci slightly bent the corners of his lips, the greed and plunder in his eyes were hidden in the shadows, he nodded contemptuously, and sighed pretendingly.

"then you…!"

"?!"

The boy didn't say a word, his eyes widened and he stopped suddenly.

The clothes at the waist were gently pulled, and the boy with a handsome face in front of him bent slightly, followed by a little weight on his shoulders, and pressed his head over.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's tone was very soft, with the heat of his breath falling down the side of his neck, making him itchy, Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, and the voice in his ear was low and soft.

"Touch me, okay?"

It was clearly a coaxing and begging tone, but his hands firmly grasped the boy's clothes, and he half-wrapped him in his arms, tightening his strength.

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Hiss... Don't act like a baby with black sesame glutinous rice balls.

This is still in the classroom.

The front row was noisy and bustling, but the last row seemed to be separated by itself, and the air was so quiet that one could clearly hear the last sound of Yan Ci.

Xia Zhinian's ears felt hot from the breath, he blinked, his body tensed up a bit, pitted.

"Then, then... where to touch, where to touch?"

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curved, and his voice was joyful, "Here."

Xia Zhinian's wrist was held through the sleeves, and the thin clothes could not stop the scorching heat from the other person's body. His heart thumped twice, his arms were a little tense, and he was brought up.

"Wow!"

Suddenly there was a small exclamation of excitement from behind.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Ah ah ah.

The young man was startled, his round almond eyes suddenly opened, his ears were hot, and he quickly twitched his hands behind his back.

Yan Ci's grip was not tight, and his palms were suddenly empty by accident, blown by the cool wind, empty, and the numbness and sharp pain piercing his nerves intensified, he pursed his lips, and looked back at the person behind him, the pitch-black His eyes are slightly cold.

Zhao Jinjin went to the water room to fetch water and passed by, and saw the two of them hugging each other intimately, Yan Ci was holding Xia Zhinian's hand and putting it on his body, he couldn't hold back, his eyes sparkled and he exclaimed.

At this moment, when she saw the supervisor's gaze, she suddenly shivered, but she became even more excited when she saw it. She waved her hands again and again, desperately pressing the corners of her raised lips.

"I'm passing by, I'm passing by, you guys continue!"

Ahhhhh, I'm not happy about being interrupted.

The nanny boy was even more unhappy when he slipped away.

Ahhhhhhhhh red chicken!

The corner of Zhao Jinjin's mouth took off, flashing quickly.

Xia Zhinian's ears were hot, he looked at the black sesame glutinous rice **** with an uneasy expression, and touched his nose.

For a moment, he couldn't help smiling with his almond eyes bent.

Yan Ci in a seizure... seems a little clingy.

"Let's go to class soon."

Xia Zhinian bit her lip, and took Yan Ci's hand.

He touched the knuckle hand with both hands, rubbing his fingers one by one like kneading dough.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling—"

Suddenly, the hurried class bell rang on the pinch.

"The time is just right!"

Xia Zhinian just finished rubbing it once, his eyebrows were curved, and he patted, "OK! Let's do this first."

After talking, he ran away.

Yan Ci: "..."

Run away again.

Yan Ci stared at the young man's back, then looked at the rubbed hands, his eyes were dark, and he pursed his lips lightly.

For a moment, he tilted his head, lifted the other hand, and lightly held the rubbed hand, trying to retain the soft warmth.

at night.

After class, Xia Zhinian went back to the dormitory to wash up. As soon as he finished cleaning up, he was taken into the next door by Yan Ci.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, his face was cold after washing, and his voice was clear and clear, "Why? Do you want to touch it?"

During the day, classes and rice cake dumplings are too far away, and at night, the distance is close. Yan Ci's mood is much better, Qingrun smiled, "On the one hand."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

what?

He didn't react, and was caught off guard, pushed to the chair in front of the table and sat down, with a dazed expression.

This is a separate table, placed against the wall, with a desk lamp and some books on the corner of the table. The one spread out on the top is the notes that Yan Ci organized for him a long time ago.

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

He thought of Yan Ci's purpose for a moment, his eyes were round and he was about to stand up.

A hand was placed on the shoulder, easily pressing him down.

Yan Ci looked at the young man who was obviously about to run away, the corners of his lips curled up, his tone was gentle, low and slow, as if aggrieved.

"Hey boy, don't run away, don't you want to be at the same table with me?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

I think so, but...

Xia Zhi was getting older, she glanced back at the boy with a gentle smile, pursed her mouth, and groaned.

"Advance two hundred, why don't you just give me a new brain."

There are only two weeks until the next quiz, and there are two hundred people by leaps and bounds. He doesn't think he has to wait for August 15th.

You can withdraw now.

The white and tender boy's lips were flattened, his figure hidden in pajamas was slender, and the hair on the top of his head was dangling, which attracted people's attention.

Yan Ci smiled, guessing what he was worried about, and patted his head, "Good boy, no, you are now ranked 976 in your grade, eighth from the bottom."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

It's not the bottom three, which is really good.

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"The part of the lower grades basically only needs to make up the basics, and the grades can be improved, which is much easier than the top grades."

Yan Ci smiled lightly, looking at the young man from behind with dark eyes, pinched the two dull hairs with his fingertips, and said in a calm and gentle voice, "Hey, two weeks, it's easy, and it won't be too late." strangeness."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

real or fake?

Xia Zhinian was dubious, "Why do I feel like you're talking nonsense?"

"What did I lie to you? The first grader will help you make up for it. It's my problem that I can't bring it up."

"...But I didn't mention it last semester."

"Did I make up for you last semester?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

OK.

Xia Zhinian poked his hand, Yan Ci directly pulled the stool and sat down beside him.

The headlight was on, and the table lamp was also on. The light was clear. Yan Ci took out the simple version of the notes he had summarized before, and planned to "make up" step by step.

Open it and talk slowly bit by bit.

Of course, mathematics, physics and chemistry are the fastest way to improve scores. With a set of formulas, you can get more scores.

Yan Ci first explained the basic principles to him, and then found a few practice questions. The simple ones belonged to the direct formula.

Xia Zhi was an old man, pretending to be pulling his hair and turning the pen, with a distressed appearance of deep thinking, his fair and tender face wrinkled into a ball, and then he wrote on it.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips twitched as he watched, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he patted his head.

Sure enough, rice cake dumplings did not do badly.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with this, I'll talk about the next part." Yan Ci said.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

That's all right?

Your teacher is a bit rough.

Yan Ci glanced at the table and reached out his hand to the boy beside him.

"???"

"what?"

Xia Zhinian stayed there for two seconds, with round eyes, looking at the boy with a handsome face but pale lips, his brain froze, he raised his hand in a daze, and the little milk cat put his hand on it like a handshake.

"To touch?"

Yan paused slightly.

He lowered his head to look at the white and tender hand in his palm, then glanced at the dazed young man, and suddenly chuckled softly, in a wonderful mood.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci laughed softly, "I want a pen, and the pen is with you."

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

A deep and brisk laughter sounded nearby, Xia Zhinian's ears turned red, the crimson spread, his eyes were round and wide, his heart was silent, and he quickly drew back his hands.

But the back of the hand was suddenly covered with a layer of warmth, wrapping it tightly.

"Hey, I touched it all, so there is a reason to take it back."

Yan Ci smiled, his brows and eyes slightly bent, and he held his hand, making an inch of it, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hug the boy up a bit.

"Yan Ci!"

Xia Zhinian was astonished, his whole body rose and fell suddenly, and his buttocks instantly sat on his two long legs, "Um..."

The skin contact on his legs was caught off guard, he froze for a moment, instinctively wanted to jump up, and grabbed a hand from behind to hold his waist.

"!"

The posture was very similar to that night, but instead of instant noodles in front of him, it was an exercise.

Xia Zhinian felt that he still couldn't adapt to it after experiencing it once, the hair on the top of his head pouted suddenly, his face turned red on the spot, and he opened his eyes wide and wanted to slip away.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's voice was soft, and he smiled, a little shameless, "You said what you said, you can bear with me for a while, and you can't go back on your word."

"I don't move, you adapt yourself."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ah ah ah ah ah adapt to a ghost ah.

"...Yan Ci."

The young man's face was flushed, his white and tender earlobes were dyed in a seductive color, and he looked obedient, humming and chirping.

There seemed to be a slight electric current between the skin rubbing, which made his hairs stand up.

Yan Ci touched his head to comfort him.

The boy froze for a while, but finally he wasn't so tense anymore, his mouth was flattened, and he looked angry, he didn't know if he was embarrassed or wanted to get angry.

Forget it, for the sake of watching the black sesame glutinous rice **** explode.

...bear it!

Yan Ci smiled, held the rice cake dumpling in his arms, and continued talking with a pen.

"This one is a little more complicated than before, but it's not difficult. You can do it with a little understanding. You can try it."

Xia Zhinian managed to keep himself still, felt a vibration in his chest following the boy's words from his back, and shrank forward reluctantly. Looking at the question, it was indeed a bit more complicated.

...Should he know this?

Is the progress a bit fast overnight?

Yan Ci looked down at him, seeing his concern, and spoke softly.

"It's okay, don't worry, this question is very simple, anyone who takes a little class can do it, and of course you can do it too."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

…Is that right?

He was a little dazed.

He belongs to the kind who listens to the lectures a little bit, and then the test scores are okay, but because of his health, he doesn't pay much attention to the score, and he doesn't know the situation of other people.

"It doesn't matter, you will definitely do it, many people will understand immediately." Yan Ci brainwashed encouragement behind him.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was speechless, slowly picked up the pen, and wrote and drew on the paper.

After making up lessons for a long time, Xia Zhinian was encouraged by the brainwashing package to be in a daze, and was stuffed into bed by Yan Ci several times.

The next day, Xia Zhinian woke up after a nap, feeling that the brainwashing was a bit overdone, how could the progress be so fast one night.

He looked around, found Yuen Long behind him, and went over to ask the question.

Yuen Long was surprised, and suddenly realized, "You want to go back and sit with Yan Ci, right?"

He heard that it had advanced two hundred places.

Xia Zhinian nodded and pursed his lips, "Can you do this question? Yan Ci said it simply, I think he is deceiving."

Yuen Long's grades were also poor, but he was not at the bottom of the grade, so he took a look.

"Crap!"

Yuen Long clapped his pen angrily, "Where is it simple? The simplicity of the first grade is definitely different from ours!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

It's broken, so he made it last night!

Seeing his reaction, Xia Zhinian was a little startled, and his heart tightened.

His arm was suddenly held, he was startled, he turned his head quickly, and met a pair of black eyes with a smile.

Yan Ci smiled lightly, and pulled Ren Wang closer to him, "Good boy, you don't need to ask him, I teach you well."

Not that you are smart.

Push on him without fear of exposure.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Yuen Long: "..."

Yuen Long was not ashamed to ask, and made a petition, "Shen Yan also teach me."

Yan Ci turned his head indifferently, his eyebrows and eyes were as warm as jade.

"I only teach him one."

The second day is swimming, the third and fourth days are make-up lessons, and the fifth day is swimming again, interspersed with touching and sticking with Yan Ci.

Xia Zhinian suddenly lived a tiring life that he had never had before, only now did he realize that the black sesame glutinous rice **** were probably planned, so he took him out for a ride in advance.

"..."

Give the sweetness first, then the stick.

Ah, what a dark heart.

Xia Zhinian got a headache from making up lessons, and sat on Yan Ci's lap, sighing and moaning softly.

"Yan Ci, I don't want to make up anymore, I have a headache."

He had never studied continuously for such a long time.

"obedient."

Yan Ci looked at the little boy in his arms, he probably had a lot of trouble putting it on, so he thought about what to do, so he tore open the bag of potato chips and handed it over.

"Then rest for a while, I will calculate the score, if I can improve by 200, I will take a rest for a few days."

Xia Zhinian let out a sigh of relief, and the chick nodded, biting the potato chips to eat.

Putting down the pen and looking around, only now did I find a horizontal bar at a relatively high position under the table.

He likes to step on his feet a little higher and step on them with his shoes off and his bare feet.

As soon as Yan Ci picked up the pen, he realized that the touch on his body was gone, and there was only a little weight left on his legs through his pajama pants. He lowered his eyes and saw the two slender legs that were stepped on at a glance. Pass.

"Good boy."

He leaned over a little, his voice was gentle, gentle and indifferent, "I can't touch it."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

What?

He didn't come back to his senses, the socket of his knee was grasped without warning, and his hot palm came up, and he trembled suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the knees were separated, and the left and right legs hung on the outside of Yan Ci's legs, tightly next to each other, and the calf could still rub a little.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

He watched Yan Ci helplessly, and his legs were forced to separate even more, with a dazed expression, "What are you doing?"

Yan Ci smiled warmly, "This way the contact area is large."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian's eyes are round and his mouth is flattened. He has been rubbed against each other for the past two days, and his voice rises a little, clean and crisp, "When will you be better—"

"Zi la."

Suddenly there was a soft sound of electric current.

"Boom".

All the lights in the room were instantly extinguished, and the dormitory was plunged into darkness.

power cut?

Xia Zhinian's waist tightened, his eyes widened in a daze, his eyes couldn't focus, and he subconsciously pressed the hand on his waist.

The hand was quickly folded into the palm and pinched, and the voice in the ear was low and soothing.

"Fear?"

"I?"

Xia Zhinian blinked in the darkness, "I'm not afraid, it's not that you are afraid of the dark."

The blurred vision will intensify the skin touch, and the attack will be more serious.

Yan paused slightly.

His heart softened suddenly, he clasped his palms together, smiled lightly, and said softly, "Thank you, boy."

The mobile phone rang several messages, and the housekeeper aunt informed that the circuit was faulty, and it couldn't be dealt with at night, so I had to find someone to fix it tomorrow.

Xia Zhinian fumbled to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, illuminating his face from below, and the angle of death was quite bearable, "What should we do now?"

Yan Ci has to turn on the light when he sleeps.

Yan Ci pondered for a moment. In fact, it is okay to sit next to the rice cake dumpling without using a lamp, but recently he has had a severe attack, so I'm afraid it's not good.

"That time—"

"Let's sneak out for supper!" Xia Zhinian rubbed his stomach and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "I want supper!"

Yan Ci: "??"

"Okay." Yan Ci smiled and nodded lightly.

In fact, the door of the dormitory was locked at this moment. I don’t know how Yan Ci negotiated, but the aunt let them out directly, and the school gate was also unimpeded, which was very worry-free.

It was not yet twelve o'clock, and the hustle and bustle of the night had just begun. Yan Ci found a clean shop and went in with rice cake dumplings that he hadn't eaten before and that tasted delicious.

Soon, the waiter brought up a big red bowl.

Xia Zhinian looked over intently, his eyes suddenly lit up - Crayfish!

He was allergic to almost all seafood and seafood before.

The full-bodied aroma rushed to the face, and the appetite of the person who looked at the bright red color greatly increased. Xia Zhinian put on the muzzle and began to peel off.

He hadn't eaten it before, and peeled the shell slowly. Suddenly, a peeled shrimp was placed on Xiaodie in front of him.

Yan Ci's smile was indifferent, nonchalant, "Eat, let's see what I do."

"Thank you." Xia Zhinian smacked his lips, "You eat yours, don't worry about me."

"En." Yan Ci nodded.

But after a while, Xia Zhinian received another feed, Yan Ci smiled at him politely, imitating his original words, "You eat yours, don't worry about me."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian pursed his lips, tasted the spicy taste in his mouth, looked at him with round eyes, thanked him in a low voice, Yan Ci curved his lips.

They ordered a large amount, and Yan Ci didn't eat much. In fact, he didn't eat much of these. He was obsessed with shelling and feeding them. Xia Zhinian ate the ones that Yan Ci sent over while peeling them himself.

It is very happy to eat one bite at a time.

Eat a lot.

Yan Ci looked at the missing part, raised his eyebrows slightly, took off his gloves to wipe his hands, and passed a tissue by the way.

"Okay, it shouldn't be uncomfortable to eat again. If you like it, come back next time."

"Ah, don't." The boy resisted and snorted, his eyes were round and bright, almond eyes curved into crescent moons, "I still want to eat, eat more, it's not good to waste food."

Will he have a hard time saying next time?

Seeing the young man eating happily, Yan Ci frowned slightly, clicked his tongue softly, and said in a steady voice, "No, I can't eat any more."

"Ah, Yan Ci." Xia Zhinian hummed softly.

No, he and the crayfish are inseparable.

He was still peeling one in his hand, intending to eat it into his mouth quickly, Yan Ci stepped forward to take off his gloves, held his wrist, and wiped his hands carefully with a wet towel.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was caught in the hands, rubbing the ice cold, looking at the remaining crayfish, smacking his lips.

Waste, waste.

Yan Ci looked at his eager eyes and chuckled, "Come again next time."

After going out, the lights outside were dim, and Xia Zhinian's stomach was full and he didn't have the energy to go shopping, so he went back to the villa with Yan Ci, took a shower and went to sleep.

The night light was dim and hazy, and the boy was curling up into a small ball with his eyes closed.

The stomach suddenly contracted violently, and the dull pain spread throughout the whole body in an instant. Xia Zhinian frowned, frowned and let out a sigh of relief.

But then there was another colic, and the cold sweat slipped off his forehead instantly, he bit his index finger, and turned his head quickly.

Yan Ci was already asleep at the side. During this period of time, Yan Ci fell ill and suffered from insomnia repeatedly, so it is better not to scream.

Xia Zhinian curled up, with sunken teeth, bit the knuckles of her index finger hard, and breathed lightly.

A hand rested on his shoulder, and he tensed for a moment.

"Xia Zhinian?"

Yan Ci's voice was low, and he leaned over, and by the light of the night lamp, he saw cold sweat on the young man's forehead, and his eyes were slightly darkened.

If he ate too much, he guessed it would be uncomfortable.

It's also because of his suddenness, last time rice cake dumpling had a stomachache after eating hot pot at the training base.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Yan Ci withdrew his fingers, stuffed a pillow into the boy's arms, and let him hold him, his voice was cool.

After a while, he tried to slow down again, touched his head, "It hurts?"

A little bit, but not seriously.

Xia Zhinian's body trembled slightly, he shook his head reluctantly, his voice was weak.

"…fine."

Yan Ci poured a cup of slightly hot water, inserted a straw and fed it to his mouth, his eyes were dark, and he looked at him with unknown meaning, "You are not allowed to eat crayfish."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, tried his best to cheer up, and rectified the name of the crayfish, "What, it's a bad stomach, what's the matter with the crayfish, you are unreasonable."

Seeing that he was still thinking about eating, Yan Ci relaxed his nerves a little, and smiled lightly, "Either you are not allowed to eat it, or you are not allowed to eat too much, dear boy, you can choose one."

"??!"

Hey, he didn't eat too much, did he?

Xia Zhinian flattened her mouth, "I'll eat less, let's eat less."

Nevermind so much.

"Good." Yan Ci squeezed his face.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian wanted to bite his hand.

The stomach pain was not serious, and I didn't feel it at all when I woke up after sleeping.

In class, the teacher went out beforehand to let the students do special exercises, and the classroom began to rustle and talk.

Zhao Jinjin and her tablemate in the front row looked excited, and looked back at Xia Zhinian from time to time, and there were also eyes drifting here from the side.

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Zhinian looked a little strange, and asked Zhao Jinjin, "What do you see me doing?"

"Well, cough cough." Zhao Jinjin was very excited, "You can find out on the forum."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

When Xia Zhinian opened the forum, he thought it was him and Yan Ci who had posted some photos again, but he went to the top post and saw that the first floor was—

[Blind CP fan update] A few big words.

Xia Zhinian: "???"

There were some whispers beside him, "This fan's writing is so beautiful, Modo Modo."

"It's the most brilliant book among so many."

Xia Zhinian now has a big head when it comes to the PTSD of the same humanities, and the more PTSD of the character with the same name, so he returns directly and ruthlessly clicks to report.

But he didn't see it, but Yan Ci opened it with great interest.

He can stay alone with rice cake dumplings at night, and his symptoms are much better, and the irritability caused by constant itching will also subside, but he has to rely on other things to distract him during the day.

He clicks in.

It begins with—

[Xia Zhinian from **** middle school suddenly changed his personality. People around him thought he was stimulated, but in fact only he knew it.

It's not that his personality has changed drastically, he's - he's gone through a book. 】

"...???"

The pen in Yan Ci's hand suddenly stopped, staring at the few lines, one word after another, repeatedly.