The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

...possessor?

Xia Zhinian's chin was pinched, he looked up at the boy with a warm and cold smile, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his already hot flashes became a little hotter, and his heartbeat became unbalanced.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci gently licked the corners of the young man's lips, his voice was soft, his eyes were so dark that no light could be seen, "Can you tell the difference between gratitude and liking?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

The corners of Xia Zhinian's lips were itchy, his almond eyes opened round, and he grabbed Yan Ci's hand, his voice panting slightly, revealing a bit of moistness and softness.

"I can tell the difference, I can tell the difference."

He understood what Yan Ci meant.

He was really not sure before, whether he relied on Yan Ci or liked him, but he would miss Yan Ci if he didn't see Yan Ci, and he would be upset if someone confessed to Yan Ci, and he never reported it when he saw the CP fans on the forum.

He can tell the difference.

Yan Ci stared at him, his dark eyes staring at the young man for a moment.

For a moment, he slightly bent his lips, revealing a pleasant smile.

"Good boy." He leaned over and kissed the young man delicately on the lips, his eyes were dark and the meaning was unclear.

"It's good to be clear."

But be sure to distinguish.

Otherwise...he will make the rice cake dumpling cry because of his confusion.

While eating hot pot, Jiang Yuan still couldn't help feeling sad, and piled her youngest son's bowl high with a gentle voice.

"Niannian, eat more."

Xia Zhinian never refused, with almond-shaped eyes, "Thank you."

He is really hungry, and this hot pot is spicy, although it is not particularly spicy, but it is spicy anyway.

The young man ate very deliciously.

"Niannian, come here." Jiang Yuan was holding vegetables and meat, and wanted to pile up the bowl for him, wanting to fill the sufferings that the youngest son has suffered in these years with new joys.

A little bit is fine.

Xia Zhinian happened to have a bowl that was almost empty, so he happily picked up the bowl to catch it.

Xia Wenhan stopped her, with a calm face, "Mom, feed less, you won't become fat if you eat it in one bite, it will take a long time, you can eat as much as you want."

"really."

Yan Ci agreed, and took down the bowl that the young man was carrying.

"Niannian has a bad stomach, but he is not very restrained in eating. He will really eat as much as Aunt Jiang puts in."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears felt hot, his eyes widened a little, his mouth was pursed in disbelief, "I don't have it."

Didn't he just eat a little too much, why is he out of control!

Yan Ci glanced at him, politely, "You've eaten several bowls, and you're still not full?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's stomach was indeed a bit bulging, but it felt... that he could still eat a little more.

The youngest son Bianzui stopped talking, he looked fresh and full of vitality, Jiang Yuan smiled lightly and didn't pinch him again.

Xia Zhinian slowly finished the little slices of meat left in the bowl, while Yan Ci and the Xia family watched him eat.

The matter has unfolded, such a death is shocking, the young man may have temporarily forgotten that memory for self-protection.

But because of that mouthful of honey, I remembered it again.

Jiang Yuan sighed lightly, holding back the moisture in her eyes, "It would be fine if I didn't change it."

Every year, he grew up safely and happily.

Don't have to go through so much training.

Xia Zhinian's heart knot was unraveled, and his mood eased a lot. After eating the last piece of meat roll, he thought about it, and in turn comforted Jiang Yuan.

"Well...don't be sad."

He rubbed his nose, "I left a will before, once I die, all property under my name will be donated, and they won't get anything."

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips, still sighing softly, her eyes filled with distress.

To get the two that she couldn't get, she still hoped that she hadn't experienced this kind of thing every year.

Yan Ci silently clenched the boy's wrist.

It has been more than November, the temperature has plummeted, and the clothes have become thicker. Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci returned

School class.

The heating was turned on in the classroom, and the boy was sitting in the last row. The two teeth marks on his shoulders were rubbed against by his clothes, causing some fine pain.

Xia Zhinian moved his shoulders, wrinkled his face, and lamented how drowsy he was at that moment to make Yan Ci speak so harshly.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci noticed the young man's restless little movements back and forth, raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke softly, "Shoulder hurt?"

The young man looked bitter, and nodded, "A little bit, the clothes always wear to the teeth marks."

"Where are the fingers?"

Xia Zhinian lowered his head, saw his left index finger wrapped in bandages, shook his head, "This doesn't hurt."

He must have bitten his hand subconsciously while he was asleep and dreaming.

But it doesn't feel like wearing a band-aid, it's just the shoulders, which are rubbed by the clothes repeatedly, which is a bit annoying.

Yan Ci took out a sterile applicator from the table hole, and pulled the boy's wrist.

When Xia Zhinian saw it, his almond eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it, but the plaster in front of him was suddenly removed.

Yan Ci looked at him with dark eyes, and the corners of his lips curved gently, "Hey, if you can't see it, I'll be fine."

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Ok?

Xia Zhinian glanced at the teacher above who was lecturing, and felt that if Yan Ci came here... the two of them would move a little too much.

It is easy to attract the teacher's attention.

Yan Ci noticed his gaze and said nothing, the corners of his lips curled habitually.

He bent down, took the stool not far away that had been used to put plaster legs on the young man's legs, and laid it down flat.

Involuntarily grabbing the boy's waist, he moved down.

Xia Zhinian's field of vision instantly shortened, and he was blocked behind the table, looking up at the boy's smooth jaw.

"...Yan Ci."

He barked softly.

Yan Ci smiled warmly, turned sideways to block the boy, his eyes were dark, and his slender knuckles casually opened the boy's collar, revealing two teeth marks next to each other.

The red one is printed on Bai Nen's shoulders, clearly showing sovereignty and possession.

The young man's fair and delicate shoulders were slightly exposed to the air, and the young man shivered slightly in the cool air. He looked up, his almond eyes were round, and there was a pure and clean light in the amber pupils.

... The desire in the bottom of the heart becomes more and more rampant.

Want to break him.

Hide it, hide it in a corner that only you know.

Yan Ci's eyes dimmed.

Xia Zhinian met Mo's dark eyes, his heart skipped a beat, a nervous feeling of being targeted by some dangerous creature arose spontaneously, and his fingertips curled up.

What about Yan Ci... something doesn't seem right.

Yan Ci didn't speak, Leng Bai picked up the young man's collar with his fingertips, gently put the applicator on it, and gently pressed the edge tightly.

The fingertips fell through the application, a little itchy, Xia Zhinian didn't hide, raised his head, and blinked.

Let Yan Ci fiddle with it.

During class, someone shouted at the front door of the classroom.

"Xia Zhinian, Lao Qin is looking for you!"

Xia Zhinian: "???"

"Coming!"

Xia Zhinian stood up and walked out, but his wrist was caught off guard.

"??"

He turned his head and met Shang Yanci's eyes.

Yan Ci's whole body was gentle and clear, and he held his wrist tightly, "I'll go with you."

Xia Zhinian glanced at Yan Ci, "...OK."

When he arrived at the office, he went in by himself, while Yan Ci waited outside. When Lao Qin saw him, he smiled and pointed to the bench, "Xiao Xia, come and sit."

"Teacher, what do you want from me?" Xia Zhinian didn't sit down, and asked aloud.

Yan Ci was still outside, if he sat down, according to Lao Qin's level of nagging, he might not have to talk for a long time.

He didn't want Yan Ci to wait for a long time.

Lao Qin grabbed a handful of candy for him, and smiled, "It's nothing, isn't it the midterm exam, Xiao Xia, you've improved a lot recently, let me ask you, how did you prepare?"

How about? "

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was unprepared.

He touched his ears and smiled, "It's okay."

"With two exams in a row, I have advanced by 400 places. This is a very big improvement."

Old Qin chattered, with concern in his eyes, "But Xiaoxia, you have made great progress, and I guess you are under a lot of pressure. This is still a mid-term exam, which is considered a major exam, so I guess the pressure is even greater."

General examinations have improved, and most people will ask themselves to maintain this improvement.

But Xia Zhinian took such a big step, Lao Qin was worried that he would be stubborn and put too much pressure on himself.

"It's okay for the teacher to come to you, so I'll talk to you."

Lao Qin and Le smiled, and grabbed some candy for him, "You just take the exam safely, don't be too nervous."

Xia Zhinian held the candy in his hand and softened his smile.

Although he himself did not have this kind of pressure, Lao Qin's meticulous care for the students in his class still made people feel very happy.

His almond eyes curled up, "Okay, thank you teacher, I will."

Then move forward by two hundred in the mid-term.

Will Lao Qin be scared?

"Oh yes." Lao Qin smiled, "There is an activity in the class recently, I think the students really want you and the class leader to participate, you can pay attention to it when you go back."

"??"

…Activity?

Xia Zhinian nodded, "Okay."

He went out of the office, and as soon as he opened the door, he was caught off guard by the pair of dark eyes beside the door.

His eyes fell straight down, staring at the door, not letting go of any gaps in and out.

It's like hiding a treasure, afraid of losing it.

His eyes were thick with ink, and they tightly circled his wrists.

Xia Zhinian looked at him with almond eyes, her heart suddenly felt sour.

...Yan Ci was nervous.

He put all the fructose in his hand into Yan Ci's pocket, and when he passed the corner of the corridor, he pushed the gentle and elegant boy in, and sent himself into the boy's arms.

The familiar temperature spread all over his body.

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian hugged his waist, rubbed his head against his shoulder, and called him in a soft voice.

"Are you afraid?"

Afraid of his death, afraid of his disappearance.

Like the last life, die easily.

Yan Ci's arms tightened a little, clasped the young man in his arms, and said "um" in a low voice.

"afraid."

Death is an easy thing.

Human life is inherently fragile.

When he was kidnapped when he was a child, his mother was by his side, and the sharp knife was only lightly scratched.

Just click.

Blood overflowed.

Those who live soon die.

There is no room for maneuver.

But he doesn't allow it, he doesn't allow his rice cake dumplings to go to that level again.

Yan Ci's eyes flashed coldly, and the raging and paranoid possessiveness was clearly visible, but the corners of his lips were habitually bent, he lowered his head and raised the young man's jaw, his fingertips brushed against the rosy lips.

"Good boy."

His voice was low and deep, "Don't leave my sight."

Otherwise, he doesn't know what he will do.

Xia Zhinian raised her head, her heart tightened for a moment, she bent her eyes and smiled, "Okay."

Yan Ci followed the boy closely, eating and sleeping after class, waiting at the door while taking a shower, and almost followed him in.

Xia Zhinian didn't have any dislike or displeasure about this, he obediently let him follow, and even approached him proactively, sticking to him if he had nothing to do.

After a while, Yan Ci's tense mind eased up.

The classroom is noisy.

The art committee asked Lao Qin for a class meeting, stood on the podium, patted the table, and said excitedly, "Students and classmates, the school celebration is coming soon, think about it, what program will our class have?!"

There was a commotion below, and the noise seemed to want to blow up the ceiling.

"Aw, is the school day off?!"

"what

Hahaha you are so stupid, when will the two school celebrations of senior one and senior two be off? "

"It's okay, it's okay, although the school celebration is not a holiday, but there is no class on the school celebration, hahahahaha!"

The senior high school students seized the opportunity of not attending class, and were so excited.

Yuen Long raised his hand excitedly, "I didn't think about any program in the class, but I propose, absolutely, yes, no, yes, and then do poetry readings!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The people around wildly echoed, "Last year, I read the first letter to my school mother, who seemed affectionate, but in fact, no one would eat this chicken soup. Even the judges would fall asleep."

"I was standing in the first row, and I clearly saw a teacher close his eyes, and only opened them in a daze after we were finished!"

There was a lot of commotion in front, and Xia Zhinian's ears hurt from the noise, but the atmosphere was lively and he was in a good mood, so he smiled and glanced at the boy next to him.

...Okay, brushing up on the question.

good time!

The young man smiled, without looking sideways, his fingertips quietly moved over, got into the boy's pocket, and stretched out his fingers to secretly reach for the candy inside.

Although the snack cabinet was opened, Yan Ci never let him eat more.

But he obviously didn't eat much!

Last time, all the candy that Lao Qin gave was also resigned to Yan.

touch...

Hey why not?

Xia Zhinian had round almond eyes, and turned his head to look at it.

The backs of the hands were suddenly closed, and the knuckle-boned hands reached into the pockets, grasped him whole, and kneaded him like a toy.

Xia Zhinian: "!"

Ow, it's broken!

Xia Zhinian met the boy's clear and smiling eyes, and his heart thumped twice.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips were curled, his posture was calm, and with a slight smile, he pinched his fingertips, "Student Xia, what do you want to do by putting your hand into my pocket?"

He glanced over, smiled inexplicably, and said politely, "I don't think it's because I want to steal it."

"!!"

His fingertips were numb from being pinched, and the young man couldn't pull his hand out, so he smiled obediently, "...how could it be?"

"Oh."

Yan Ci smiled warmly, "What do you want to do?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian swallowed with difficulty, his scalp felt numb from those eyes, he blinked, his palm was inadvertently swept by his fingertips, and the numb itching rushed straight to his heart.

The temperature in the pocket was high, being pressed by the body temperature of the two people, it was warm, the palms were moist, and there were some charming hot flashes.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the boy's mind, and his eyes lit up.

"I'm..." His ears were red, and he moved his fingertips, groping to touch Yan Ci's hand, feeling very guilty, "I'm... seducing you."

Yan Ci looked at the young man's bright red earlobes, a smile flashed across his eyes, and said softly, "Oh? Really?"

"Then let me see, what student Xia wants to do..."

He took the boy's hand out of his pocket, held it in the middle of the seat, raised his brows lightly, with a half-smile, and said slowly: "Why, seduce me."

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Xia Zhinian's heart beat violently twice.

Stared at by those smiling eyes, her heart beat faster and faster, her palms were hot and sticky, and her fingertips trembled.

The boy's face was flushed, and his slender fingers stretched out, rubbing against the boy's palm, rubbing them bit by bit, and getting into the gap between his fingers.

Warm palm fit.

Xia Zhinian looked at him and blinked.

Yan Ci took the time to look at each other, but after waiting for a while, seeing that the young man didn't move any more, he chuckled suddenly, as if surprised.

"Good boy, is this your seduction?"

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Xia Zhinian's face burst into red instantly, and her earlobes were bright red.

Depend on!

He won't!

It's just a nonsense reason, what more bicycles are needed!

Yan Ci smiled briskly, feeling extremely happy to be seduced by the young man. The corners of his lips curled up, his clear eyebrows looked a little dark and seductive, and his voice was low and low.

"Come on, brother will teach you."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ahhhhhhhh!

Xia Zhinian held his breath, his almond eyes rounded.

Yan Ci smiled, raised the interlocking hands of the two, and stared at the young man with dark eyes.

Slowly, gently press the lips on the young man's fingertips.

An intimate kiss fell.

Warm breath poured down, Xia Zhinian watched his fingertips touch those lips, opened his round eyes, his fingertips trembled from the burning of his breath, he was paralyzed and trembling, his heart stopped beating for a moment.

…Help.

"...Yan, Yan Ci." He was a little speechless, and his breathing was tight.

The classroom is noisy, but the last row seems to be wrapped in a sealed cover, and there is a dense and hazy silence.

The boy pursed his lips, put the boy's hands together in his palms, and touched his fingertips one by one.

"You have at the back table—" Yuen Long's voice suddenly sounded without warning, with horror and surprise, "Oh, what are you doing?!".

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Xia Zhinian's heart pounded violently into his chest, his eyes rounded, he quickly stretched out his palm, and covered Yan Ci's mouth, trying to cover up the movement just now.

"We, we... There is scum on Yan Ci's mouth, I'll wipe it off for him." The boy's ears were hot.

Yuen Long looked at the two of them hesitantly, "Really?"

He just turned his head and saw the squad leader holding the hand of the back table, thinking he was biting his fingers.

"Yuan Long, what did you call me for?" Xia Zhinian hastily changed the subject.

Yuen Long was so confused, he forgot what happened just now, "Oh yes, let me ask, you two are so handsome, what do you think about the class program?"

Xia Zhinian blinked and said quickly, "No..."

He stopped suddenly, turned his head, and met the eyes of the boy beside him.

Yan Ci's mouth was covered by him, his eyes seemed to hide vortexes, his smile was faint, and there was something hazy...obscure and sexy, watching him, it was almost impossible to check his movements.

The boy's palm was soft, and a moist itch rubbed against the soft flesh of his palm.

Gentle and soft, very seductive.

...Yan Ci was licking and kissing the palm of his hand.

Xia Zhinian trembled all over, his eyes were round, his heart was beating violently, his arms went limp, as if he couldn't use any strength, he was trembling, and his whole body was burning.

I feel hot everywhere.

...Yan Ci.

"Haven't you finished wiping? The scum has grown to Yan Shen's mouth? Why are you wiping it with your hands?"

Yuen Long glanced at the poses of the two people in the last row, and was puzzled.

Xia Zhinian shuddered lightly, her ears were rosy, she retracted her hand and held the palm.

Yan Ci was calm and unhurried, completely ignoring Yuen Long, looking at the young man, his voice was low and sweet, and he said with a smile, "Have you learned it yet?"

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Ah ah ah.

"What did you learn?" Yuen Long was confused.

Xia Zhinian's face flushed red, and he hesitated.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Yuen Long looked blank, naive and curious, "Why are you ignoring me, huh? What are you talking about? Take me with you."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's face became even hotter.

Yan Ci turned his head to look at Yuen Long, and only picked up a few questions to answer, "I'm done wiping, I have no idea, you can turn back."

Yuen Long: "..."

Was he disliked?

right? !

Woohoo.

Yuen Long clutched his injured heart, sobbing and turning back.

At last no one was in the way, Yan Ci looked at the rice cake dumpling with red ears, bent his lips, and asked again, "Have you learned it yet?"

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips and opened her mouth lightly, "I—"

"Hahahahaha! That's it!"

"The good looks of Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci cannot be wasted!"

"Ahahahahahaha, is there a fanfiction writer in our class? It's time to shine! Hahahahaha!"

"Xia Zhinian, Yan Shen, how about we play a drama?"

"Find

an interesting one. "

There was a rush of voices, calling their names one after another.

Yan Ci: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, and the gentle smile on his face turned cold.

Seeing him being interrupted frequently, Xia Zhinian felt a little funny, his almond eyes bent into crescent moons, and he threw an eraser on the ground, trying to pick it up.

She bent down, hid behind the table, pulled the boy's wrist, endured the hot face, heart pounding, and quickly kissed his fingertips.

Lips brushed, soft and warm.

The boy's almond-shaped eyes were curved, avoiding the crowd looking back, and whispered: "I have learned."

The crispy and warm touch wraps it up.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes to look at the young man. For a moment, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes were filled with darkness, which was extremely obscure.

Xia Zhinian straightened up, and the class was still having a heated discussion.

"Just play a fanfiction?"

"No, fanfiction is an adaptation of reality, and everyone in the school knows it, so it's not interesting."

"Indeed, but I think the most popular one, isn't it about Xia Zhinian wearing a book? Let's play this, how interesting!"

"Hey! This is good! This is good! I like this!"

The class yelled excitedly, "There was a high-ranking official in history who invented all kinds of modern things. Many people said that he was a modern person who wore it to ancient times. We will play this role. The theme is the exchange and collision of ancient and modern cultures!"

"Okay, I suddenly became taller, hahahahaha."

The people in the class huddled together and began to think about the character script on the spot. Xia Zhinian was pulled over, and he dragged Yan Ci to go there together.

This school celebration should be, what Lao Qin said before, the activity that the class wanted him and Yan Ci to participate in.

A sheet of paper was laid out on the combined table, with four large characters written across time and space in the middle and circled.

Someone was stunned and asked with a smile, "So why did Xia Zhinian's personality change so much?"

Xia Zhinian's hands were clenched tightly by Yan Ci, his almond eyes were bent, and his voice was clear and open, "Because I came through books."

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha."

"Hahahaha I believe it, I believe it!"

"Killing me."

Xia Zhinian smiled.

In fact, he was telling the truth.

Hey, it's a pity that no one believes it.

The school celebration program is tentatively finalized, and the literary and art committee organized a few well-written essays, and each went back to write the script according to their division of labor.

Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci went back to the dormitory at night.

After the lights are turned off, the warm yellow light in the small room is quiet and comfortable.

Xia Zhinian was lying on his side, his almond-eyed eyes round the boy with closed eyes in front of him.

It has actually been a while since he remembered his death in the previous life, but Yan Ci's tension is still faintly visible.

From time to time, a paranoid possessiveness that is difficult to contain emerges.

on the other hand…

Yan Ci seems to be wondering whether he really distinguishes between dependence and liking.

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes, looking at the boy with clear eyebrows nearby, the light from the night light fell on his eyelashes, casting a small shadow, and further down, the pajamas had a loose collar, revealing a half-finger-long scar.

It was left behind to save him after the car accident, and the hard scab was torn off by Yan Ci.

In the silence of the night, Xia Zhinian's heart contracted tightly, as if someone had squeezed it, it was extraordinarily sore.

...he can tell the difference.

Rely on Yanci, but also like Yanci.

He fell into the misery of the previous life, was pulled by Yan Ci, dragged, stood up, stumbled and ran towards him.

If it's just pure dependence, purely looking for a safe haven, then wouldn't it be better for him to close himself and not listen or watch.

Why bother to dig out the thoughts of the previous life.

Xia Zhinian's amber eyes are very clear and clean, filled with the light of a night lamp, the whole portrait is wrapped in the sunlight, warm and harmonious.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the wound, his fingertips passed over, and he felt a little unevenness.

The boy is lying flat, with a clear throat, just reflecting the

Under the light of the night light, it was hazy, drawing a **** ups and downs.

Xia Zhinian's fingertips moved upwards, along the ups and downs, and slowly slid up to the protruding Adam's apple, rubbed his fingertips slightly, and blinked.

The Adam's apple in his neck is not so obvious.

There is no such ... aggressive good-looking.

The temperature of the skin under the fingertips rose slightly, and the throat bone slid up and down abruptly.

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Oops.

Xia Zhinian opened his round eyes, feeling guilty, he quickly drew back his hand.

His waist suddenly tightened.

He couldn't react in time, he was dragged and forced to turn over, his body was heavy, and the shadow shrouded him.

"Is it easy to touch?"

The low tone sounded nearby, with a bit of hoarseness from waking up at night, rolling into the ears like fine grains of sand.

Xia Zhinian's almond-shaped eyes were round, lying on his back, Yan Ci rolled over and pressed against him, his chin resting on his shoulder, breathing lightly.

Xia Zhinian's ears were itchy from the hot and humid breath, and uncontrollably began to turn red, nodded, and his voice was soft and waxy.

"... nice to touch."

Yan Ci laughed softly, his voice catches people's ears especially in the night.

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped.

"Why are you touching me?"

Yan Ci propped himself up, his eyes darkened, he smiled lightly, and stared at the boy below him.

The distance was too close, Xia Zhinian's face was inexplicably hot when Yan Ci looked at him, but he still couldn't hold back his almond eyes, "Because you look good."

"I look good?"

Yan Ci smiled casually, "It looks good, you should touch your face, touch your Adam's apple..."

His voice became softer, a little provocatively hoarse, "I thought the boy was going to... seduce me."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears were burning hot, his heart was beating uncontrollably, the rushing sound echoed on the eardrums, biting his lip, his voice softened.

"Then I can... seduce you now?"

His face was a little hot, but his eyes were shining, and he called softly: "...Brother."

The color of Yan Ci's eyes darkened suddenly, and the veins on the back of the hand propped on the side of the young man's pillow were obviously bruised and tensed for a moment.

Lean less and smile slowly.

"It's fine, you can do anything, baby boy."

He stroked the boy's soft head, put his fingertips into his hair, and chuckled, "Come on, think about what my brother taught you during the day."