Fall in love with an NPC

Secret.A only recuperated for a week, and his body is almost recovering. Although the wound has not completely healed, it has not affected daily activities.

Qu Tong had to lament the healing ability of Secret.A, which is simply inhuman, let alone the healing ability. Qu Tong guessed that if he suffered such a blow, he might not be able to come back alive, let alone escape from death.

In addition, I don't know what method Secret.A used in private. During this week, Chi Xuan never came to Qu Tong again. Once, when they met outside, Chi Xuan whispered to Qu Tong, let Qu Tong Don't worry about him, what to say, Secret.A has already contacted him, it is definitely safe for the time being, and said that he will be back soon.

Qu Tong nodded, feeling guilty while rubbing his nose, Secret.A is of course safe, this person lives in his room every day, and the two of them are basically inseparable during this time.

No one knew his condition better than him.

However, Qu Tong was very curious about how Secret.A managed to deliver the news to Chi Xuan without leaving the house.

Confused.

After Secret.A is almost healed, he is not in a hurry to leave. Logically speaking, if a living person stays in the room every day, he will definitely be suffocated, but Secret.A is as comfortable as a vacation, it can be It is described as "I can't extricate myself from the days of being addicted to rice worms".

He himself didn't intend to leave, and Qu Tong was too embarrassed to drive people away, but he often asked him from the side when he would announce to everyone that he had returned.

Every time he asked, Secret.A didn't answer, and with a smile of "don't worry about me, I have my own plans", Qu Tong looked at it and stopped asking, thinking, let him do what he likes.

The trouble is, Qu Tong’s room only has one bed. Before Secret.A was seriously injured, Qu Tong had been sleeping on the sofa and gave him the bed, but it’s okay to sleep on the sofa for a few days. It’s okay to see Secret.A like this. He didn't know how long he would have to rest in secret, and he kind of missed his bed in his heart.

But she didn't dare to say these words, it seemed...mother.

For a week, he hated that ugly sofa. Every morning he felt as if his neck was broken. Not to mention that there was no extra bedding on the floor. At this time, the room was very cold at night. He told himself I don't trust my physique [-]%, don't let Secret.A live like a dragon, he fell ill again.

Qu Tong thought about it, when was he going to ask again.

That night, when he was about to go to bed, Qu Tong decided to ask Secret.A when he planned to "return to the rivers and lakes". Fortunately, he was a little bit mentally prepared for how long he would sleep on the sofa, and also looked forward to the future.

"It's not the time yet." Secret.A was wiping his hair with a towel after taking a shower, when he heard his question, he answered lightly.

Although Secret.A's wound has scabbed over, Qu Tong feels that he must not take it lightly, so Qu Tong usually changes the dressing for Secret.A after he takes a bath by himself.

Seeing that he finished washing, Qu Tong reflexively went to get the medicine box. Hearing this, he paused and looked at him: "When do you want to wait?"

Secret.A looked at him.

I'm going, here I go, here I go again, that smile of "don't worry about me, I have my own plans" again.

Qu Tong shook his head in self-indulgence, and pursed his mouth. It seems that the days of sleeping on the sofa seem to be endless, but why does he always feel that Secret.A is deliberately playing tricks on him by not leaving?But, does Secret.A have that spare time?Is it that boring?

He took out the medicine and gauze to be used, and prepared to bandage Secret.A with medicine. After this period of time, he has become very proficient in the relevant steps.

However, after seeing Nabu's horrific wound on Secret.A's abdomen, he was still stunned. Although he had seen it many times, every time he saw it, he still felt a little pain in the same place on his abdomen.

Qu Tong stretched out his fingertips and touched it slightly, feeling Secret.A's skin trembled slightly at the moment he touched it, Qu Tong immediately withdrew his hand and looked at him nervously: "Does it still hurt?"

Secret.A shook his head.

Why don't you move?lie.

Qu Tongan calmly lowered his head to help him wipe off the water with a clean gauze, and gently applied the medicine.

He lowered his head, but he always felt that he was being stared at by a burning gaze. He felt itchy and a little uncomfortable. He raised his head, and Secret.A's expression was the same as usual.

Feeling wrong?

"I feel a little sorry for occupying your bed for so long." He heard Secret.A say this.

Qu Tong's heart moved, and he didn't talk to him, so he went back to his room.

He snipped off the excess gauze and put the things back in the medicine cabinet and put them away.

"so……"

Qu Tong looked up at him expectantly.

"...How about we sleep together tonight?" Secret.A looked at him with a smile after speaking.

Qu Tong's expectation was still embarrassingly fixed on his face, and he didn't have time to take it back, while Secret.A kept that kind smile.

"This...isn't appropriate?" Qu Tong put away his smile and said hesitantly, "Actually...I sleep on the sofa quite comfortably."

"Oh? Really?" Secret.A didn't take it seriously, "I see you hold your neck every time you get up, thinking it's very uncomfortable."

So you saw it.

"No." Qu Tong smiled and said against his will: "How could it be?"

"Then how about this, I will sleep on the sofa and you will sleep on the bed, this way, I will feel better." Secret.A suggested.

Qu Tong regretted that he insisted on bringing up this topic. On second thought, no, he didn't bring up this topic, so how did they get here?

If Secret.A slept on the sofa, wouldn't it be more troublesome if something happened to the wound?

"No!" Qu Tong refused with righteous words, "You continue to sleep on the bed, and I continue to sleep on the sofa, so it's settled!"

Secret.A pondered for a while, and was still fighting for it: "This bed is not too small, and it is more than enough for two people to sleep. Why can't you sleep with me?" He looked puzzled.

Qu Tong was taken aback, lest he would see his little mischievous thoughts towards him, hey, and, can you stop looking at me with those innocent eyes?It doesn't match your cold temperament at all!

"Besides, we're all men, so there's nothing wrong with that?" After Secret.A finished speaking, he glanced at Qu Tong faintly. Qu Tong's body trembled, and he couldn't help but sit up straighter: "Yes, both It's a man, there's nothing inappropriate about it, but..." He racked his brains, but he couldn't seem to think of a suitable reason.

"But what?" Secret.A chased after him.

Qu Tong finally thought of a reason, so he answered bravely: "However, I have never tried to sleep on the same bed with another person since I was a child, and I am not used to it."

This reason sounds very hypocritical, but Secret.A doesn't seem to care much, and even seems to be in a better mood than before.

"Me too, it doesn't matter, there is a first time for everything, just get used to it." After finishing speaking, Secret.A got into bed, occupied one side of the bed, patted the other side, looked at Qu Tong, Qu Tong There was a buzzing sound in my head, and it went blank.

This is simply, forcing people to commit crimes.

Qu Tong did some mental training for himself, and got on the bed bravely, lay down on the other side, with his back to Secret.A, and turned off the light.

"Then go to sleep." He closed his eyes, his voice was like a mosquito, he didn't dare to pant loudly, and he didn't say a single unnecessary word.

"Come closer."

Qu Tong opened his eyes in the dark and felt that he was going crazy. At this moment, his expression must be very ferocious. Secret.A forced him again and again. He even felt that if he confessed, he would be beaten by Secret.A. Death, it won't be as painful as it is now.

There is no worse situation than this.

"I... I'm used to sleeping like this." Qu Tong insisted on not moving.

Secret.A didn't speak any more, Qu Tong closed his eyes again, carefully adjusted his breathing, and tried hard to brew sleepiness.

Go to sleep quickly, when you fall asleep, these emotions will be gone.

He hypnotizes himself.

After a while, I clearly felt Secret.A moving behind me, and then, Secret.A's warm breath was behind Qu Tong's ear, Qu Tong froze and didn't dare to move, it was too close, the distance was too close ,Too dangerous.

"What are you doing?" Qu Tong asked in a low voice, not knowing who he was afraid of disturbing.

"There are not enough quilts, so get closer to keep you warm." Secret.A's voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly in Qu Tong's ears.

It's too close, although there is no skin touching the skin, but Qu Tong can feel the body temperature of Secret.A, so hot, do you still feel cold?

Qu Tong dodged forward, and then regained his composure. He tried hard to fall asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep. His mind was full of thoughts. Now he was lying on the same bed with Secret.A under the same quilt. As long as you turn around, your breath will perfectly intersect with Secret.A.

This is not the correct safe distance, but Qu Tong is still a little happy besides being nervous.

He felt that he was finished, dead.

He tried hard to recall Penman's face in his mind, but he couldn't recall it at all. He tried hard to recall every detail of being with Penman, thinking about when they went, where, and what they did, but nothing came of it. At this time, he doesn’t remember anything related to Penman, or in other words, at this time, he doesn’t remember anything related to others. His mind is full of Secret.A’s voice, Secret.A’s face, and Secret.A’s right He laughed, talked to him, and sometimes looked at the kind of things in his eyes that he didn't understand at all.

Qu Tong opened his eyes and stared at the darkness in front of him, his eyes were dull, but there were too many things in his brain, all related to another person.

I seem to be in love with an NPC.

he thinks.

However, he is obviously a person, and he is sleeping behind me now.

he thinks.

But he is a man, what should I do?

No one could hear his despair, and no one could give him an accurate answer.

Secret.A can, but, is Secret.A willing to give it?Qu Tong didn't dare to ask.

He felt that there was a dead end in front of him, so what if he got affection, the world they live in is different, Secret.A is not a complete individual of life, at least to a certain extent, no, Qu Tong knew it was wrong Yes, but he went wrong without hesitation.

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