Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Yan Ze was really thirsty. Even though he was asleep, he was swallowing consciously in his throat.

Even when Yin Xiuyu's hands moved away from their original position due to fatigue from holding the water bag, he closed his eyes but his lips could still unconsciously follow the position of the water.

Seeing him like this, Yin Xiuyu's eyes flashed with worry, and her other hand was placed on the water bag.

When she finished drinking all the water poured out from the water bag halfway, she continued to raise the water bag.

When there was only a little water left, Yin Xiuyu got a little hasty and accidentally poured the water in the water bag outside.

Fortunately, there was very little water left in the water bag at this time, and only a few drops of water spilled out and stuck to his face and his fingers.

Yin Xiuyu took back the water bag and shook it gently, and the sound of the water shaking disappeared.

She covered the water bag and placed it beside her, then took out the handkerchief she carried with her from her waist and tried to wipe the water off his face.

When the soft and silky handkerchief brushed across his cheek, Yan Ze's hazy consciousness seemed to have some perception of the outside world.

He did not open his eyes, but his nose twitched slightly and he smelled a slight moist scent.

He was so thirsty that even after drinking up the remaining half of the water in his water bag, it was still not enough.

Now smelling the moist scent, Yan Ze turned into a greedy little wolf, automatically following that direction, opened his mouth, and bit Yin Xiuyu's little finger that had rubbed against his lips when she wiped her cheek.

When his lips touched the soft fingers, he immediately realized that this was not a stream of water to quench his thirst.

But the familiar fragrance at the tip of his nose made him reluctant to let it go.

Yan Ze retracted his sharp teeth and gently held Yin Xiuyu's little finger in his mouth, occasionally rubbing it back and forth without any effort, expressing his desire according to his heart.

"Yan Ze!"

A feeling like a lightning strike was transmitted from the fingertips to the brain.

Yin Xiuyu only felt the temperature of her whole body rushing to her face, and her flushed face was more colorful than the sunset.

She called out to him in shame and anger, and reflexively pulled her fingers out of his mouth, then reached out and pressed hard on his chest.

Yan Ze had not regained consciousness. After being pushed by Yin Xiuyu, he fell backwards like a soft rag doll without any ability to resist.

The tall body fell to the ground with a heavy sound and at the same time a groan of pain was heard.

Yin Xiuyu had no intention of caring about Yan Ze anymore and took several steps back to her original position.

Thinking of that suppressed groan and the appearance he had seen before, I finally softened my heart.

She sighed and walked back.

Yan Ze still maintained the posture after being pushed down by her, lying on his back on the ground.

He was originally wearing a black shirt. When he brought Yin Xiuyu over, she was still unconscious, so he took off his coat and made a quilt for her.

At this moment, a few dead leaves fell on the snow-colored lining inside. His handsome facial features were wrinkled in pain, and he looked very pitiful.

Yin Xiuyu's previous anger disappeared completely, and she would not let him just lie on the hard and cold ground.

She walked to his side, put her hands on his shoulders, and used all her strength to help Yan Ze up.

Yin Xiuyu helped him back to his original position, covered him with the coat that she had given him earlier, then withdrew her hand and prepared to leave.

Yan Ze seemed to have regained some consciousness. He thought he was being abandoned. A look of pain appeared on his face, and he hugged her tightly in his arms with both hands.

He hugged her very tightly, just like the two thick chains that once bound his hands, and he tried his best to draw warmth from her.

Yin Xiuyu almost couldn't catch her breath. She slapped his back with her hands behind his back and angrily scolded him:

"Yan Ze, let me go! Are you really alright? Are you pretending to be pitiful here to deceive me?"

His fingers were bitten and he was hugged tightly. His actions crossed many boundaries that should not be crossed between ordinary friends.

Yin Xiuyu thought of the love he had once expressed to her, and began to doubt whether everything that happened that night was a trick he had played on her.

However, no matter how angry she scolded him or how she patted his back, Yan Ze seemed to be unconscious and did not react at all.

Yin Xiuyu was held like this for a long time, until Yan Ze's remaining consciousness disappeared and the strength in his hands weakened, making it difficult for him to hold her in his arms anymore.

She quickly realized it and hurriedly broke free from his embrace.

After breaking free, Yin Xiuyu was able to observe Yan Ze's situation more clearly.

He was indeed ill. The paleness on his face was unmistakable. He was clearly drowsy, but his closed eyelashes were trembling restlessly.

Only when the hand hanging by the side touched the corner of Yin Xiuyu's clothes and held it tightly in the palm of his hand did he feel a little relieved.

He acted as if he was the only person he could rely on and trust.

Yin Xiuyu recalled that when she was sick as a child, she felt most insecure and what she longed for most was her parents' arms.

He should be like this too.

Yin Xiuyu suddenly felt the same way. Her eyes trembled, and without saying anything, she cleared the seat next to Yan Ze and sat down nearby.

The tree Yan Ze was leaning on was very wide and large, and could fully accommodate the heads of two people leaning on it.

Yin Xiuyu leaned back and opened the coat in her hand, covering herself with half of it and Yan Ze with the other half.

Feeling the presence of the people around him, Yan Ze's brows relaxed and his tense expression became much more relaxed.

Just by looking at him, his complexion seemed to be slowly regaining its rosy color.

I just don't know whether the reason for his recovery was the effect of the warm water I fed him earlier, or the comfort he received from the people around him.

Yin Xiuyu didn't want to think too much about it. Feeling that he was getting better, she closed her eyes and let herself fall asleep.

The night seemed to fall into a deep sleep and gradually became quiet. Only the even breathing of the two people could be heard.

The lit bonfire burned something and suddenly exploded. A small spark jumped out, bounced a few times, and flew towards Yin Xiuyu's feet.

The spiritual power attached to her body moved slightly, and Yan Ze woke up instantly. He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the spark was extinguished at the bottom of his feet in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the extinguished Mars, felt the condition of his own body, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Normally, he would never be awake at this time.

His poor physical condition only dragged him into more pain in the night, and the cold feeling would not go away all night, causing him to sink into a painful coma.

Today is very different.

He woke up from his coma ahead of schedule, and his physical condition did not get any worse. The coldness seemed to have met its natural enemy and slipped away from his body.

All this is because——

Yan Ze slowly turned his head to the side and saw Yin Xiuyu's peaceful sleeping face.

It felt like someone had stuffed a cicada in his heart, and the chirping sound was loud and clear on this summer night.