The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

"I didn't think, I didn't think about anything." Xia Zhinian stammered.

Yan Ci stared at him, the thin scars at the end of his eyes were suppressed, his voice was very soft and cool.

"Chu Qingjian is that good?"

Xia Zhinian couldn't move back with his waist held down, his heart pounded with pain, he swallowed hard, turned his head, thinking crazily in his head, bit his lips, his almond eyes were round, and made a tentative sound.

"You... don't want me to go?"

Yan Ci bent his lips, stretched out his hand to touch his head, his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, "It's my fault to burn your love letter and trick you into giving it away, but at the same table, did I also say-"

"Don't dirty your medicine?"

Xia Zhinian blinked, caught off guard.

Yan Ci paused, looked down at him, and suddenly felt that the boy's reaction was not quite right.

Shouldn't she be ecstatic to pick up Chu Qingjian?

Xia Zhinian was a little out of breath from being strangled by him, so he twisted and patted his arm.

"A place like a bar is easy to get dirty."

Yan Ci: "...?"

He loosened his strength, but still hugged the boy.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round and round, he bent a little, and smiled obediently at him as if he was thinking of some idea, his voice was soft.

"Otherwise... how about you go?"

Yan Ci: "??"

"…I go?"

Yan Ci paused, his long eyelashes drooping slightly as he looked at the boy nearby, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

The young man rubbed his nose, his gaze drifted away.

That's right, it's not you.

The role of the protagonist, whoever you don't go to.

Xia Zhinian coughed twice, Yan Ci stared at him with dark eyes, his voice was low and slow, "You don't want to meet Chu Qingjian's friends as his fiancée?"

"It's useful to meet serious friends, but it's not necessary to make friends with friends."

"Then you don't want to send your dear Brother Chu home in person?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Seeing that Yan Ci was obviously suspicious, Xia Zhinian flattened his mouth, "My brother will be here in a while, he won't let me go, there is no one else here, only you can help."

He pursed his lips, "If you don't want to... you can resume the transaction."

"Oh?"

Yan Ci laughed slowly, "May I help you... pick up Chu Qingjian?"

A chill passed over the back of his neck, and Xia Zhinian felt a hand resting on his hair, moving down the back of his head, the icy cold fell to the back of his neck, and the warm breath fell from his ears.

"Good boy."

"What are you thinking, it seems a little strange."

Xia Zhinian froze, Yan Ci watched the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, a little interest welled up in his eyes, he looked at the young man inquiringly, and smiled politely.

"It's the same as the handwriting. Is there any strange secret?"

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck? !

Xia Zhinian's head rang the danger alarm crazily, his whole body was tense, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't hold back and began to cough.

The reaction of the boy in his arms came clearly, Yan Ci raised the corners of his lips, smiled with satisfaction, and patted his back.

"Don't worry, I'll go."

"I'd like to see if Student Xia has any ulterior motives."

Student Xia: "..."

Depend on!

Xia's back felt chills and wanted to curse.

The whistle at the school gate rang twice, Xia Zhinian took a deep look at Yan Ci, pretended to ask Yan Ci to take good care of him, Brother Chu, then turned around and quickly ran into the car.

Maybe it was stimulated, and I coughed non-stop when I got in the car.

Xia Wenhan handed him a bottle of water, Xia Zhinian took it, "Thank you."

When the car started, Xia Zhinian turned to look at the boy behind him, through the privacy film, Yan Ci couldn't see him, so he waved his hand indifferently.

Two cars approached and stopped quickly in front of Yan Ci. Two boys and girls with similar looks got off the front car, and their screams came into the car from a distance.

"Yan Ci! Is it you?!"

"Did you bribe that bitch? You knew my mother was going to take us to discuss cooperation, but you asked that **** to call the police! We didn't come out until today!"

"You deliberately!"

Yan Yichen was in a state of embarrassment, screaming into the car with his eyes tearing open, while the other twin stood aside, also secretly angry and frightened.

Xia Zhinian turned her head and leaned on the window to watch, the young driver of Yan Ci got off the other car.

Yan Ci's reaction was indifferent, gentle and unchanged.

Xia Zhinian suddenly remembered what Xia's father said before, that something happened to Yan's family, and the person who sent a text message saying that he was discovered by Guan Yanci and that Yanci locked himself up.

It looks like it should be true.

It is likely that the twins approached Guan Yanci, who was discovered by Yanci, who picked a time for the twins to burst out and add trouble.

As for shutting yourself up...

Xia Zhinian fell into deep thought, recalling what happened in the basement activity room that day.

That day seemed to be the first time he put aside his identity and hurried to the basement activity room to find Yan Ci.

Originally, because Yan Ci's plan to watch meteors made him discover that Chu Qingjian was in love, he avoided Yan Ci very much.

...and then eased up a bit.

Trading started shortly thereafter.

Black sesame glutinous rice **** are used for special medicine, and the routine is repeated one after another.

Xia Zhinian smacked and smacked his lips, his heart's black-hearted cognition of Yan Ci has been refreshed countless times, and he will be able to refresh it again soon, sighing softly.

The phone beeped.

He opened it and saw a friend request.

[YC]: Deskmate, it's agreed, the one-for-one deal will resume, I didn't send the love letter last time, this time it will be offset, don't be angry with me again.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

You really don't want to suffer at all.

Xia Zhinian sighed.

"Every year."

Xia Wenhan next to him suddenly called him coldly.

"Ok?"

Xia Zhinian raised his head, looked over with round almond eyes, Xia Wenhan put his hands on the steering wheel casually, and glanced at him from the rearview mirror, his tone did not fluctuate, a bit harsh.

"You are very familiar with Yan Ci from the Yan family?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian rubbed his ears, thought for a while, "It's okay, I just have contacts in school."

At most, he knew about Yan Ci's illness, and the rest... To say how familiar he is, it really doesn't count.

Xia Wenhan nodded, "The water in Yan's house is deep, so stay away from it."

"…Ok."

Xia Zhinian didn't know how Yan Ci brought Chu Qingjian back, anyway, he sent him a message after a while, but he couldn't send a picture with the friend request, so he found a group chat contact and took a photo.

The car stopped at the door of Chu's house, and Chu Qingjian was twisted and held up by a strong driver, who knocked on the door and sent her in.

The picture is a bit... like kidnapping, which makes people can't bear to look directly at it.

Xia Zhi is old.

The next day, Xia Zhinian gave Lao Qin the homework he had copied after staying up late the day before. In the art class in the afternoon, the teacher asked the whole class to go out to copy natural scenery.

Xia Zhinian put the easel issued by Tongyi on the ground, and kept looking into the distance on tiptoe.

Of course, the copying of natural scenery is done outdoors. Within the range of artificial lakes and green landscape forests in the school, the teacher asked me to choose a place to hand in the painting after class.

No. 3 High School is a key high school. Although it doesn't take classes, after all, most of them take the traditional college entrance examination, and there are not many students who can seriously draw.

To put it bluntly, it is just for fun.

The boy stood on tiptoe and looked around, the hair on the top of his head was up and down, he didn't know what he was thinking about, his amber eyes were clear to the bottom, he was holding a paintbrush, biting his index knuckle, looking a little distracted into the distance.

Yan Ci was not far from him, his shirt sleeves were folded up a little, revealing his cool white forearm with smooth lines, and he took a pencil to draw on the drawing paper.

"At the same table, what are you looking for?"

Xia Zhinian came back to his senses, and looked at him with a little guilt, his almond eyes were round.

What are you looking for, look for Chu Qingjian.

For today's plot, the main character, Gong Shoudu, has to come and witness.

Yesterday the protagonist had a birthday party, and the original owner was ordered not to go. How could he be willing to stop today? Wouldn't he be acting like a demon?

Xia Zhinian glanced at the beautiful lake, then at Yan Ci, who was as gentle as jade, and flattened his mouth in bitterness. He turned his eyes and caught a glimpse of a tall boy holding an easel, his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand.

"Brother Chu, cough cough cough."

Yan Ci: "..."

Chu Qingjian: "..."

Chu Qingjian glanced at the two of them, then quickly turned her head, looked at the sky and the ground, looked at the phone, turned around and left.

"..."

Xia Zhinian had nothing to say.

Well, anyway, the protagonist Gong saw him and the protagonist suffer together.

He walked towards the lake with his easel in his arms. There is a path around the artificial lake. The scenery is usually beautiful, but the water is quite deep.

In the original text, Chu Qingjian got drunk on her birthday, and the original owner didn't go to the birthday party of her sweetheart, but when she learned that it was Yan Resigned to pick up Chu Qingjian, she became jealous and angry, and her actions became more and more outrageous.

In today's art class, I quietly stretched out my sinful hands by the lake, trying to push Yan Ci into the lake, but the black sesame glutinous rice **** are so easy to provoke, and I turned around to avoid it. lake.

Thinking about the current situation, Xia Zhinian always felt that the difficulty of this plot was a bit high.

With Yan Ci's attention to special effects drugs, Yan Ci was really drawn closer, maybe he didn't fall, and Yan Ci caught him up.

After thinking about it, I simply simplified it.

He jumped directly into the matter.

Xia Zhinian found a corner under a tree, put down the easel on the edge of the path by the lake, looked around, pretended to draw a few strokes on the drawing paper, and slowly moved the easel towards the lake.

Looking at the calm water, my own shadow is clearly reflected on it.

"..."

The water seems to be quite deep.

He can't swim. Damn.

Xia Zhinian looked at the landscape lake administrator who was rocking a boat and playing with the whooper swan in the lake not far away.

Never mind, reckless.

If you are rescued, the plot is smooth, if you are not rescued...if you are not rescued, the plot is crooked...

Xia Zhinian emptied his head and didn't think about it, took a deep breath, scribbled on the drawing paper with one hand, and quietly pushed the easel forward with the other, his fingertips turned white.

The wooden support reaches the edge of the path, and in front of it is the quiet lake without waves.

He put his hands on the easel, as if he was leaning on the easel with his strength, and exerted a little force on his hands.

"Stab!"

A sharp friction sound suddenly sounded.

Xia Zhihou was caught off guard by the collar of his neck, and with a violent jerk, a hand was followed by the drawing board in front of him, and the legs of the stand scraped against the ground with a burst of sound.

When there was a strong force, he was suddenly pulled back, his almond eyes widened.

"Deskmate."

A familiar voice came from a very tight place behind him, with a hint of cold doubt, "Why is the painting so close to the lake?"

...Yan Ci? !

Xia Zhinian was startled, her heart was beating violently, her body was forced to lean back, she looked at the water close at hand, and gritted her teeth.

No, Yan Ci probably won't leave after following up, this is the only chance!

Reckless!

"Well!"

The easel was stuck by the stones on the road, and it was seriously tilted. Xia Zhinian loosened his strength, and looked like he had lost the easel and used his strength to fall forward along the inertia. .

Yan Ci's expression changed, and the expression on his face disappeared quickly. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and his fingertips touched a corner of the clothes, and then suddenly fell into the air, his heart tightened suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Xia Zhinian!"

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ow!

The shore was slippery, he stepped on something on the soles of his shoes, his whole body lost control and fell down in an instant, his breathing was stagnant, and he closed his eyes tightly.

There was a "plop".

Followed by a muffled "boom".

"..."

"hiss!"

Xia Zhinian let out a pained snort, his body froze and did not move, he couldn't help letting go of his breath, the moist and fresh air poured into his nostrils instantly, he froze for a moment, opened one eye, and looked around.

Yan Ci stood on the shore, his expression was cloudy, and he looked at him with his brows tightly folded.

And he himself...

Sitting upright in the water, the water has just reached his chest.

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

"???"

This, what's the situation?

Xia Zhinian froze, opened both eyes together, looked down at himself, then at the silent and stern Yan Ci on the bank, and blinked blankly.

Yan Ci's eyebrows were gloomy, and he stared at the stunned young man in the water, his black eyes were filled with anger and suspicion.

He should have caught it just now.

It was caught.

Can…

Yan Ci's lip line was tense, he stepped into the water, stepped on a circle of big rocks that the school had laid out in the early years to prevent students from accidentally falling into the lake, grabbed the boy's wrist, tightened his fingers, and pulled him up.

Xia Zhinian was dragged up, stepped on the rocks and the water would almost reach her knees, she still hadn't recovered, looked down, she was dazed, and muttered to herself softly.

"Is it that shallow?"

"Well!"

The strength on the wrist suddenly intensified, and he held him tightly, wishing to embed his finger bones into his body with such strength, Xia Zhinian snorted in pain, "It hurts, it hurts, cough cough cough."

A strong pulling force came, and he was pulled forward and leaned forward. A hand was pinched on the chin, and he was forced to look up. His heart beat faster suddenly, his palms felt cold, and he opened his round almond eyes to look over.

"Xia Zhinian."

Yan Ci lifted his chin, stared at his eyes for a long while, as if to see what thoughts were hidden inside, his eyes revealed a bit of horror like a beast plundering, his voice was terribly dark and soft And cold.

"How deep do you want...?"

Did it fall in by accident?

Or…

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

It's over, it's over, Yan Ci...found it?

Stared straight at by those pitch-black eyes, Xia Zhinian felt terrified that his flesh and blood would be torn apart, and his heart and secrets would be exposed to the blue sky and white sun.

His fingertips curled up, his body shivered slightly, and he held back his coughing forcefully.

"...No, I didn't think about it...just, I just said it casually."

Yan Ci stared at him for a moment, his eyes seemed to see through him layer by layer, and dissect him thoroughly.

Xia Zhihou's back was hairy, his whole body was stiff, and he lowered his eyes subconsciously, avoiding his sight.

"Hey, are you all right?"

The administrator of the artificial lake has been here for a while, and he didn't see anything wrong, so he didn't approach. There are rocks at the bottom of the water here, and the boat is easy to run aground.

Xia Zhinian waved his hand over there, indicating that it was okay, then turned his gaze back to Yan Ci, his tone soft.

"Let's go up first."

The original text did not say how deep the lake was, but simply wrote that the original owner fell down and was rescued again, and no one said who saved it.

Maybe... it's because there are rocks below and the water is not deep?

The thin scars at the end of Yan Ci's eyes turned red, his anger surged, his fingers tightened a bit, he clasped the thin wrist firmly, and led him to the shore.

The bones of Xia Zhinian's wrist were in pain from being grabbed, he didn't know why, he was very guilty, and he didn't dare to resist.

Coughing, endured the pain and was brutally dragged ashore.

The place is remote, and the students and teachers didn't pay attention. They left the lake, and the half-wet clothes stuck to his body. When the wind blew, his whole body became cold, and he sneezed directly.

"Stand still."

Yan Ci pulled him to stand on the path by the lake, still holding him with one hand, took off his coat with the other hand, turned the clothes upside down along the hands they held, and directly pulled him to wrap around the young man, wrapping him with one hand. People pick up and walk back.

Without warning, Xia Zhinian flew into the air, sat on his arm, suddenly took a breath of cold air, his face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Yan Ci stopped in his tracks, Qing Jun's face showed no expression, his voice was slightly cold, and he said concisely, "It doesn't hurt."

Xia Zhinian didn't want to bother him too much, and he didn't want Yan Ci to cut open his flesh and dig inside, biting his lip.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, just let me down."

Yan Ci's lips were pursed tightly, and the jaw line formed a sharp arc, "I don't want to ask twice, do you want me to check each part?"

"Or go directly to the hospital."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked away, his body was stiff, he blinked a few times frequently, his mouth was flattened, and his voice was mumbled indistinctly.

"...Fart, **** hurts."

It is estimated that the foot just slipped and fell on the rock.

Yan Ci looked down, reached out and touched each part of the clothes separately.

"!!"

"Yan, Yan Ci!"

The clothes on his body were wet and thin, and the touch was very clear, and it was very painful. Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, shook his legs stiffly, trying to hide, and panicked, "Don't, don't..."

Don't touch it!

The bases of his ears were shamefully red, and he gritted his teeth to hold back the pain.

Yan Ci withdrew his hand, "The tailbone is fine, but it fell to the flesh, and it will probably be bruised."

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Then don't touch it directly!

Xia Zhinian's ears felt hot, his face flushed, he turned his head and didn't speak.

Yan Ci hugged him and headed towards the dormitory, Xia Zhinian mentioned that he wanted to go home directly, Yan Ci seemed not to hear him, he remained silent, his always gentle face showed a bit of coolness, and he directly brought him into the room. Room.

Xia Zhinian watched him use the key to lock the door, his eyes were round, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to speak, so he glanced over cautiously.

Yan Ci...is angry.

Did you find that he fell down on purpose?

No, his angle was completely accidental.

Yan Ci put him down and pushed him into the bathroom, his voice was cold, "Take a shower, I'll find you clothes."

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian was nervous, seeing him a little scared, and softly discussed, "Otherwise, I'll go back directly."

"Want me to help you take it off?"

Yan Ci showed no expression, his dark eyes were bottomless.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian swallowed with difficulty, her fingertips curled up and turned white, she honestly went into the bathroom, locked the bathroom door, and took a deep breath.

Forget it, when you are angry, it looks scarier than smiling like a smirk before, so it's better not to confront me.

It was uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to the body, Xia Zhinian did two minutes of mental training, reminding himself that the black sesame glutinous rice **** would not eat people, took off the wet clothes and took a quick shower.

The moment the shower was turned off, there was a muffled knock on the door, and there was a soft thump. The timing coincided as if someone had been guarding the door.

Xia Zhinian felt a strange sense of creepiness, his amber eyes looked at the door, and asked softly.

"What's wrong?"

The voice outside the door was low and gentle, "clothes."

"..."

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips and turned on the anti-lock switch.

Yan Ci heard the sound of the lock tongue being flicked from inside, and raised his crow-feather eyelashes, looking at the lock's position inexplicably.

The door was opened with a small crack, and a little damp heat poured out, and a delicate hand protruded from the gap, and the skin was powdered by the heat.

The colors are confusing.

"...Thank you, give it to me."

The boy's voice is clean.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes to watch, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and put the clothes on, "The underwear is new, but the clothes are worn and washed, they will get bigger."

Xia Zhinian: "...Okay."

The young man took the clothes away at once, retracted his white and tender thin hands, and closed the door tightly.

Yan Ci stood at the door, staring at the thin door panel, somewhat calm for a moment, but the chill still surged in his heart.

Just caught someone, and missed again.

He wasn't sure if it was an accident or the teenager did it on purpose.

But if it was intentional... why, why did Xia Zhinian do this.

Heartbeat lake for no reason?

Not really.

He thought of the strange handwriting, and yesterday the boy asked him, his "rival in love", to pick up Chu Qingjian.

Strange feelings kept emerging in my heart.

Xia Zhinian... has hidden a lot of secrets.

Yan Ci tapped lightly with his fingertips, and the uneasiness that could not be realized in the bottom of his heart floated faintly.

The empty palm, the missing corner of the clothes.

Empty, his heart was astringent, and it was difficult to settle down.

"Click."

The door is opened.

The boy pushed the door out amidst the heat of the room. Unsuitable baggy clothes were hanging on his body. The hem of his T-shirt had already covered his buttocks, and the trousers were folded a few times, like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

Xia Zhinian raised his eyes, his amber eyes were clear and clean, seeing Yan Ci looking at him, he looked down.

Her thin, white feet moved restlessly in the slippers, and her voice was softened by the hot and humid air in the bathroom.

"It's a lot bigger, it seems a bit strange."

Yan Ci's eyes were stained with deep meaning, and his voice was light.

"Not surprisingly."

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Xia Zhinian was pulled forward, and with a hey, he quickly followed two steps with his pants in his hands.

The dormitory is small, so Yan Ci brought him inside and looked back at him, although his face was still expressionless, his voice softened a bit.

"These slacks have ties to cinch the waist."

Xia Zhinian tugged on his trousers, nodded without saying a word, "...Thank you, I, I saw it."

but...

Yan Ci's voice sounded lightly, casually, "The one inside also fell down?"

"...!"

Jiu Min, needless to say so bluntly.

Xia Zhinian was ashamed, her ears felt hot, her eyes wandered from side to side, "It's okay, there's nothing... special."

...The protagonist is affected by this size, isn't it a bit outrageous.

The boy had just taken a shower, his wet hair was hanging down, his neck was pink, his earlobes were bright red again, and he looked very soft.

Yan Ci's tense and suppressed mood finally eased a little, and the corners of his lips slowly pulled into a smile.

"Be patient, I don't have the right size for you."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

What do you mean, he is young?

Xia Zhinian gritted her teeth, and quietly stared at him with round almond eyes.

Yan Ci smiled softly, and for a moment, he pulled the young man over, looked directly at him with dark eyes, and asked softly.

"Just now by the lake, how did it fall?"

The nearby eyes fell directly on the body, brushing the skin inch by inch, Xia Zhinian's heart tightened, he pursed his lips, and tensed his expression.

"The easel fell down. I didn't have a place to rely on, so I didn't worry about it falling."

Yan Ci stared straight at him with bottomless eyes, and said softly, "Really?"

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and his fingertips sank into his palm.

"real."

Yan Ci stared at him intently, for a long while, the corners of his lips curved into a cold smile, and he stretched out his hand to touch his head, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be a whisper, with a sense of coldness.

"...Okay, be good, don't let me find out you're lying."

Xia Zhinian tensed up and shivered.

Yan Ci didn't catch the person, and felt empty in his heart. He always felt that he should keep a close eye on him, but when they came back, Xia Zhinian was hugged wet in his arms, and it was obvious at a glance that he had fallen into the water.

Some students notified the art teacher, and the art teacher reported to Lao Qin, who directly contacted Xia's family.

The boy wore clothes that were much bigger, walked out with his trousers awkwardly, and met Xia Wenhan who rushed over.

Xia Wenhan had already understood what happened before and after, and he exchanged a glance with the boy not far away who followed him step by step, his long and narrow eyes were unclear.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes and remained silent, watching the boy being wrapped in another layer of clothes and stuffed into the car.

The car window fell, Xia Zhinian waved at him, a little tangled.

"Well, I will buy new clothes and return them to you later."

"No, just pay me back."

Xia Zhinian let out a doubt.

Isn't Yan Ci a clean freak?

Xia Wenhan knocked on the window of the car, "Niannian, close the window first, you have a cold, don't blow the wind."

Xia Wenhan thanked the boy who saved his younger brother, but there was something wrong with him, and took him home first.

Xia Zhinian almost fell headlong into the water, almost soaking through his body, but he wrapped his clothes in time, so there was no major problem, except that his voice became hoarse and his nasal voice was buzzing.

In class the next day, Xia Zhinian walked to the edge of his seat, slowly took out yesterday's homework from his schoolbag, coughed twice, and handed it to Yan Ci.

"Here, English homework yesterday."

"Sit down and talk."

It was rare for Yan Ci to change his face and return to his usual gentle appearance as quickly as turning the pages of a book. He sat on his seat and grabbed his wrist, dragging him to sit down and getting closer to him.

"!!"

There was a lot of strength in his wrists, Xia Zhinian sat down on the stool, his body straightened, his slender and white fingers quickly supported the edge of the stool, his fingertips turned white, he stood up at once, wrinkled his face and let out a nasal moan.

"I, I still won't sit down."

The boy's nasal voice was heavy, and he sighed bitterly.

He looked in the mirror yesterday, and there were two big bruises on his buttocks, which hurt even if he touched them.

It fell hard.

Yan Ci's eyes moved down, and landed on the only place where the young man had grown a lot of flesh, and his eyes were slightly deep, and he let out a soft snort.

Pain is good.

Only when it hurts can you have a long memory, and save yourself from running around next time.

Xia Zhinian's nose was a bit blocked, she opened her lips slightly to breathe, she didn't dare touch the stool with her butt, but she was tired from standing and squatting on the edge of the table for a long time.

Sighing, he stuffed his school uniform jacket under his buttocks, barely enduring the pain and sitting for a while.

There are cushions for the sitting places at home and in the car, and I didn't expect it to be so painful before I came here.

He went to the bathroom between classes. He was tired from standing and hurt from sitting, so he went out to take a breath.

Turning downstairs, I suddenly saw two familiar figures standing in the corner.

One is handsome in the second grade, and the other is elegant and elegant.

From his point of view, the two are very close, almost touching each other.

...Is it Yan Ci and Chu Qingjian?

This is, what are you doing?

Xia Zhinian's eyes widened in surprise, he froze for a moment, and was a little surprised.

It was the first time he saw the protagonist Gong Shou alone in the same frame.

Did you make any progress after being drunk? !

"for you."

Chu Qingjian handed something over, smacked her lips and said, "You are too slow, can you hurry up?"

Yan Ci took it with a cold voice, "Don't worry about it, you—"

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly raised his head vigilantly.

A fluffy head poked out of the wall, with round bright almond eyes, staring at them, and suddenly met their gaze.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, then retracted his head instantly, squinted his eyes, turned his head and retreated.

"I didn't see it, you go on."

"Xia Zhinian."

Yan Ci's face darkened slightly, and the strange feeling in his heart spread rapidly, "Come back."

...what goes on?

Xia Zhinian's wrist was suddenly grabbed, and he was pulled back with terrifying force.

"?!"

What are you doing?

His eyes were wide open, and the strength on his wrists was terrifying. He was pulled back all at once, and two hands were firmly tied around his waist.

Xia Zhinian's face turned pale, his whole body trembled for a moment, and he moaned softly, "It hurts, it hurts, let go."