This attack is poisonous

After paying the bill, Chen Rong stretched out his hand to grab Xiaoqian's shoulder, but Xiaoqian stepped back a little and avoided it.

Before Chen Rong could speak, he stretched out his hand to grab Chen Rong's shirt sleeve, and said hesitantly, "That's fine, sorry, I...actually I'm not used to getting too close to others."

He has already been able to roughly determine that Zheng Ge approached him not simply to make friends with him. After all, he is also 28 years old, not 18 years old, and this judgment is still there.

I just don't know why Brother Zheng fell in love with him, maybe he has some special hobbies, for example, he likes blind people.

No wonder he thought too much, during the years he followed Chen Rong, he also heard about some niche sex and fetishes.

Chen Rong paused for a while, then forced a smile and said, "I see, I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."

Xiaoqian could hear the bitterness in his voice, and felt a little unbearable and guilty.

What if he really thought too much?Some people's personalities are more familiar, and most people don't take that much into account when they get along with the same sex.

So he loosened the clothes in his hand again, held his arm and said, "I...don't mean to blame you, I just..."

Chen Rong interrupted him and said, "Okay, I understand. Come on according to your habits, it's okay for friends to accommodate each other, let's go, I'll take you back."

"Thank you." Xiaoqian didn't know what else to say besides these two words.

On the way back, Chen Rong turned on the music, which was a slow-paced Spanish song, which made it easy to relax.

Sure enough, Xiaoqian wasn't as nervous as before, Chen Rong didn't take the initiative to find topics, and he didn't want to chat, so he just closed his eyes and calmed down.

Because there was no more traffic jam, the car stopped in front of the massage shop not long after.

Just after eight o'clock, Xiaoqian planned to go back and help Lao Li collect things again.

Chen Rong helped him out of the car, took his natural blind stick from the back seat, handed it to him, and asked him, "Do you want me to take you in?"

"No, thank you. Brother Zheng, go back and rest early, and be careful not to touch the water on your injured hand." Xiaoqian told him.

Chen Rong's heart warmed up, and his mood immediately improved, and he smiled and said to him: "Okay, I'll remember, you should also go to bed early, don't be too tired."

"Well, good night." Xiaoqian's tone became more relaxed.

"Good night." Chen Rong looked at him and said.

In the next few days, Xiaoqian didn't meet Chen Rong again, and he even wondered if Brother Zheng would leave without saying hello, after all, they didn't know each other for a few days.

He felt a little sad. If Brother Zheng didn't have that kind of thought about him, he would be willing to make this friend.

His life has returned to the previous state, doing almost the same things every day, seeing only those few people, plain and boring.

It was fine before, before Zheng Ge didn't suddenly break into his life, he was used to this kind of boring, but when people come and go, there will always be some traces in his heart.

When he had nothing to do, he was habitually in a daze, but his thoughts would always go to Brother Zheng unconsciously.

He was a well-cultivated, gentle-tempered, friendly and considerate person, this was the impression Zheng Ge left on him.

Xiaoqian sighed softly, perhaps, he is not worthy to be friends with such a person.