The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

—Brother, we broke up.

— Xia Zhinian, what are you doing? ! parking!

"boom!"

"Xia Zhinian!"

Noisy voices poured into his head, buzzing in his ears.

The surrounding light was a little harsh, and through the thin eyelids, it was faintly bright.

The boy was lying on his side on the bed, the quilt was covered up to his waist, his arms were slightly bent in a strange and natural way, and they were loosely placed in front of him.

It seemed that someone deliberately put on such a natural posture for him.

Like a nice short midday nap.

I can wake up at any time with my eyes open, as if stretching lazily.

The young man's fingertips moved slightly. Being exposed to the bright sunlight, he felt a little uncomfortable. His eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

…What's wrong.

Why is my head hurting so much?

Xia Zhinian raised his hand and pressed his head. During the movements, his whole body became stiff and limp. He closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, and barely sat up with his arms propped up.

The curtains were opened wide, and the sunlight poured all over the floor, shining on the floor, and the reflected light was a bit dazzling.

Xia Zhinian squinted his eyes to see the surrounding environment clearly...

This is a suburban villa.

…suburban house? !

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck? !

He didn't go back? !

Xia Zhinian finally remembered something, opened his eyes wide, and his heart skipped a beat.

Yes, Yan Ci desperately drove towards him, and he changed direction temporarily.

But it still seems to hit it.

...What about Yan Ci?

"Jingle Bell."

"Jingle jingle jingle—"

There was a crisp movement on the wrist, Xia Zhinian looked down and found it was a black bracelet with a metal bell of the same color hanging on it.

When he lowered his head slightly, something swept across the side of his neck.

He grabbed it subconsciously, with a little more strength, and his scalp felt a stabbing pain.

…hair?

his own hair?

Shoulder-length hair? !

"??!"

What's the situation? !

Xia Zhinian was a little confused.

During the movement, the wrist bell kept ringing, and the crisp sound continued.

outside the bedroom door,

Just as Yan Ci walked to the door, he heard something suddenly.

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound.

Yan Ci's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he raised his eyes, his black eyes were thick, and his fingertips were tense.

This is...waking up?

He opened the door and went in.

"Squeak" sound.

Xia Zhinian raised his eyes in response, but suddenly froze when he looked over, his almond eyes widened.

The boy at the door is well-built, no, or he can’t be called a boy.

...should be called a man.

The familiar Qingjun eyebrows and eyes, but taller, wearing a neat handmade suit, with straight and broad shoulders, and the leather shoes on the feet made a few "click" movements, and stepped into the door.

Slow and low, with a faint chill.

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

...This, this is? !

Xia Zhinian looked confused, "Yan Keke, Yan Ci? Why do you..."

As if he hadn't spoken for a long time, his throat was a little dry, he coughed a few times before he regained his rhythm, tilted his head, and looked over with shocked almond eyes.

Yan Ci stood at the door without moving, his eyes fixed on the young man sitting on the bed, and he heard the young man calling him.

After a long time, he smiled a little, extremely gentle and sweet.

"wake up."

He said softly, the gloomy look in his eyes could almost drown a person.

For some reason, Xia Zhinian shivered for no reason, thinking of Yan Ci's madness during the car accident, he shivered and nodded.

"Yan...brother, I, I..."

He was inexplicably panicked, and tried his best to smile, "Brother, don't, don't be angry."

Yan Ci approached slowly, his leather shoes stepped on

Touching the ground, there was a cold and dull movement.

Xia Zhinian trembled, curled up her legs uncontrollably, moved back, and looked over with wide eyes.

Yan Ci walked to the bed, looked at the boy who had not changed at all from five years ago, his eyes greedily slid across his face, and finally fell on the open almond eyes, staring at the amber pupils.

Like a lurking, fierce and crazy wolf.

five years.

five years...

Finally woke up.

Yan Ci's eyes were dark, but the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled twice.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

…Oh my God.

Xia Zhinian was almost terrified, a feeling of being coveted by wild beasts emerged spontaneously, and his eyelashes trembled.

That's right, Yan Ci will definitely be angry when he finds out about the car accident.

He softened his voice and tried his best to ease it, "Brother, I, I know I was wrong, don't, don't be angry, I—"

"Is there something uncomfortable?"

Yan Ci was gentle, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, interrupting his words.

The tie was casually torn off with the fingertips, and the slender fingers hooked and pulled it down, undoing the two buttons on the top of the shirt.

The boy stood in front of the bed, blocking the sunlight, Xia Zhinian paused, feeling that something was wrong, his heart was pounding, and he panicked for no reason.

Curling her fingertips slightly, she shook her head in a very soft voice.

"No, it's just... a little stiff."

Yan Ci chuckled twice, "It's fine if it's okay, don't worry, it won't be stiff in a while."

"?!"

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, the boy stepped forward, caught off guard and grabbed his shoulder, pressing down hard, with terrifying force.

"Oh Yan...!"

Xia Zhinian had no room to resist at all, the whole person was pushed down on the bed in an instant, with a weight on his body, the tall figure suddenly pressed down.

"Yan Ci, Yan Wu, pain, pain..."

The neck was bitten, and the smile on the boy's face disappeared. He bit his shoulder with a blood-sucking rage, his eyes were ferocious, and his whole body was crazy.

Xia Zhinian snorted, his body was stiff, his strength was not strong enough, he couldn't move under the pressure, his eyes widened in fright.

Broken broken.

Yan Ci made him irritated!

Yan Ci took a bite, leaving two tooth marks on the tender neck of the young man. After he finished biting, seeing the frightened eyes of the young man, he smiled without warning, gentle and sweet, gentle and gentle.

"Good boy."

He smiled, kissed the tooth mark, and then kissed his Adam's apple, his eyes were dark, he clasped the boy's waist, and smiled softly—

"Five years, you finally woke up."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

five years? !

He looked at Yan Ci, his whole body tensed up, his heart was beating wildly, and he wanted to hide instinctively, "Uh—"

The waist was firmly clasped, and the cool wind blew straight up without hindrance.

"Oh, Yan Ci, Yan Ci, don't..."

The young man trembled, his almond eyes widened, "Calm down, I was wrong, I shouldn't have just promised you to fall in love, and then there was a car accident, Yan Ci, Yan Ci, I was really wrong."

"Why are you so cruel?"

Yan Ci still laughed, his voice seemed to be wrapped in sugar, but inside it was □□□, piercing straight into people's hearts.

"Five years."

He sighed, firmly grasped the boy below him, and gently kissed his upper lip, his tone was soft and his eyes were full of madness.

"do you know."

He smiled, his voice was rough, "For the first two years, I prayed every day, please wake up, please open your eyes and look at me."

"But you are motionless, like an unconscious corpse."

Xia Zhinian's heart shrank violently, his nose turned sore, "Yan Ci, I, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yan Ci pressed his fingertips against his lips, stopped talking, and smiled kindly, "I even thought about dying, I wanted to lie still with you."

"!"

Xia Zhinian's fingertips turned white, his whole body trembled, and he raised his hand to grab his wrist.

"Can

I am afraid again. "

The boy curled his lips and smiled coldly, "I'm afraid that if I die and you wake up again, I'll be thankful, right?"

"So I still hope that you wake up, but you just don't wake up, you want to leave me and go back to that world by yourself."

The young man opened his eyes wide.

Yan Ci laughed slowly, his voice was cold, and he snorted softly, "So later, I changed my mind."

He touched the side of the boy's neck with his fingertips, and slowly slid down along the hot and throbbing artery, hooking the collar.

"For the next three years, I've been thinking about it every day, I'm thinking, when you wake up..."

He smiled softly: "When you wake up, I will kill you with my own hands."

"The two of us lie down together, so that I don't have to guard you like a corpse every day."

"Baby, can you say it's okay?"

The cool wind poured in along the collar, Xia Zhinian's hair stood on end, and he shivered slightly, his almond-shaped eyes looked at the crazy boy, his heart ached, and his voice choked up.

"Yan Ci, Yan Ci, don't do this."

He was the one who forced Yan Ci into this.

It was his fault.

He wanted to leave, but he didn't want to hurt Yan Ci, he really didn't want to.

"...I was wrong, I was really wrong, Yan Ci."

The tails of the boy's eyes were reddish, a little wet, and he was holding onto him tightly.

The delicate kiss fell, across the end of the eyes and the tip of the nose.

"Hey, don't apologize, I don't believe what you say, not a single word."

"Yan, uh...!"

The lips were blocked suddenly, the jaw hurt, the cold white fingers pinched it up, the jaw was pried open, and the turbulent and hot kiss enveloped the sky and covered the sky.

Xia Zhinian's heart was beating fast, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, agitating, he raised his head, let go of his guard, and let the boy's breath invade.

The breath became hotter and hotter, the young man was panting rapidly, tears were forced from the end of his eyes, his body felt cold, and the temperature gradually rose again.

Yan Ci was full of hostility, holding him tightly, Xia Zhinian's heart beat violently, and trembled, looking at Yan Ci, his heart felt like a needle prick.

...Forget it, let him be crazy.

The young man was breathing hard, and the air he exhaled was scalding hot. He was caught off guard and turned over, and the back of his neck was bitten.

Yan Ci was affectionate, kissed the butterfly-shaped mole on the back of his neck, and said softly: "Baby, you don't know yet, you are the son of the Xia family, not an outsider who wears books."

"?!"

"what?"

Xia Zhinian was at a loss, and immediately heard Yan Ci smile again.

"But it's okay, it doesn't matter, I don't care who you are."

Yan Ci bit his shoulder, the hot flames burned all the way, he smiled slowly, kissed his earlobe, and said softly—

"Hey baby, cheer up, open your eyes wide, I'm going to fuck... you."

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian was taken aback for a moment, his breathing stopped suddenly, and his whole body tensed instinctively, as if the self-protection of a small animal forced him to slow down before danger approached.

...Yan Ci went crazy.

He closed his eyes hard, buried his face in the crook of his arms, his body trembled slightly, and his voice was very soft.

"...Okay, you come."

He was wrong.

He only thought of himself, and only wanted to leave.

He left Yan Ci behind.

Abandoned his boyfriend.

"obedient."

Yan Ci smiled happily, satisfied with his sense of humor, but he would not let him go because of this, and kissed his chin tenderly.

Xia Zhinian plucked up all her courage and tried not to let herself tremble.

Ke Yanci seemed to want to eat him alive.

After being in a coma for five years, the young man was limp and weak, but Yan Ci seemed to really want to kill him.

"Hey, make a sound, don't keep silent, I want to hear your voice."

Haven't heard it for five years.

The villa was eerily quiet every day.

Xia Zhinian's heart throbbed intermittently, his almond-shaped eyes were foggy, wet and glistening, and he called him repeatedly, "Yan Ci, Yan Ci, brother..."

"Well, so cute."

Yan Ci

With a low response, he bit his shoulder, his breath was hot and ferocious, with the ruthless intention of wanting to tear him apart completely and eat him into his stomach.

Crazy to fill the five-year gap.

"Xia Zhinian."

Yan Ci called him in a cold voice, bit his sensitive earlobe lightly, breathed down, and the young man shivered.

"Woo..."

"Good boy."

He laughed again, and whispered against the side of the boy's face, as if whispering love words, and kissed him tenderly.

"I like you so much."

"I really want to, just on this bed, just like this...kill you."