cannon fodder too cute

After Zhongli took a shower, got dressed, and wiped his hair with the towel prepared by Chu Yi, he walked out of the bathroom and suddenly realized that he was in Chu Yi's room. The place.

Before him was the bed Chu Yi slept on, the desk he sat on, and the wardrobe he used. Zhong Li felt that everything seemed to be imprinted with the traces of Chu Yi. Even if he just looked at them like this, he did nothing and dared not touch anything. , but his heart seemed to be alive. He didn't listen to his words, jumping around as if he was going to exhaust himself to death before giving up.

Zhongli felt that he should leave here, but his feet were nailed to the ground. He didn't know what he was missing. He just felt like taking an extra step in this room, thinking about Chu Yi in his mind, and his heart beating faster. , was so overwhelmed that he simply couldn't move.

Chu Yi went to order food, went to the room and asked Zhong Li to have dinner together, walked to the door of the room, and saw Zhong Li casually pulling the towel around his neck with both hands, standing in front of his bookshelf, staring at the books in the row. photo look.

Chu Yi paused, not disturbing him.

Zhongli looked at the photo quietly for a while, his eyes were like a pious believer, pure and distant, the corners of his mouth were naturally drawn up, as if looking at the most beautiful picture in the world, his hand holding the towel was trembling restlessly, Finally mustered up the courage to reach out, before the fingertips touched Chu Yi's face in the photo, the fingertips froze, and the brows frowned tightly, wanting to be burned, so he quickly retracted, touched his own face, Check your temperature like a patient with a fever.

Chu Yi turned around and went back to the corridor, as if he had never been there before.

The night wind in early autumn was a bit chilly, especially after it rained, Chu Yi went to the balcony and let the cool wind cool his bare arms, and his hands grasping the railing were as tight as grabbing a life-saving straw.

Chu Yi lowered his head and looked at the night sky outside the window. In his apartment room, he could even see the teaching building of the school. In his mind, he recalled every detail of how he and Zhongli got along at school on weekdays. Then, Zhongli's innocent expression just now appeared in his mind. There, a shy smile lingered on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Yi's eyes gradually became darker and darker, every pore of his body was clamoring out of control, he could feel it very clearly.

He was seduced by Zhongli.

His hands holding the railing turned whiter and tighter, the beast deep in his heart gradually opened his eyes, and Zhong Li's tender neck that was still steamy after taking a bath repeatedly appeared in his mind, as if it would turn red after a bite.

Although Zhongli is a boy, Chu Yi's T-shirt is obviously very unfit. The arms protruding from the wide sleeves seem to be so slender that they should be held gently so as not to be injured. The long clothes and trousers are loosely draped over his waist On the body, the body that barely supports the clothes looks particularly fragile.

Chu Yi uncontrollably thinks about his T-shirt in his mind, the T-shirt is false and real, real and false, as if he has embraced Zhongli's body.

"Chu Yi?"

Chu Yi came back to his senses, turned around, and saw the person standing by the open door of the balcony, who kept disturbing his mind just now.

"What are you doing on the balcony? Go take a shower and change clothes, don't catch the cold." Compared to why Chu Yi was blowing wind on the balcony, he was more concerned about whether he would catch a cold like this.

Chu Yi didn't want to take another look at Zhongli's current appearance. He hasn't fully recovered yet, and he still needs time to relax.

But Zhongli broke in by himself.

Chu Yi's eyes darkened, and he walked to Zhong Li's side.

His huge figure covered everything in front of Zhongli like the sky. For some reason, Zhongli felt a little nervous in his heart. When he could feel the breath of Chu Yi's body, he took a step back in panic.

Chu Yi didn't stop him, but reached out and gently pulled down the towel on his shoulders, and wiped his hair.

"I have a hair dryer in my room. If I don't dry my hair, I will catch a cold."

Zhongli stretched out his hand to push Chu Yi, but just touched his fingertips, he quickly retracted, "Thank you, I can wipe it myself."

Chu Yi heard it, but the movement of his hands didn't stop. He gently wiped Zhongli's hair. His hand touched the top of Zhongli's head through the towel. heart, his cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

He childishly concealed the blush on his face, and his long eyelashes fluttered in bewilderment. His incompetent pretense did not escape Chu Yi's eyes at all.

The corner of his mouth hooked slightly.

Hold the back of Zhongli's head with one hand, so that he cannot leave his range, and continue to wipe gently with the other hand, his movements are very slow, but with a little force full of presence.

Zhong Xin's beating almost stopped, although Chu Yi didn't touch him physically, and his hands were covered by a towel, but he just had the illusion of being hugged and touched by him, which made him blush so much that he was about to explode.

He was so easily touched by Chu Yi's fingertips, the corners of Chu Yi's joyful mouth gradually sank, obviously he was the one who provoked Zhongli, but he felt that it was him who was provoked out of control.

The restless factors in the body gradually spread to the body, and before Chu Yi's breathing became heavy, he peeled off Zhongli's hair with his hand.

It rained heavily again outside the window, this time the rain became more and more fierce, and it seemed to be driven by a storm.

"I'll get you a hair dryer."

Chu Yi let go of Zhongli, turned around and walked towards the room.

Zhongli heaved a sigh of relief. For some reason, he had the illusion of escaping from the wolf's mouth. He didn't know that it was his keen intuition reminding him. He was still immersed in the feeling of Chu Yi gently helping him wipe his hair just now. In a daze, unable to recover.

Chu Yi put the blower on the table, told Zhong Li how to use it, and then took the clothes into the bathroom.

Zhong Li saw Chu Yi close the bathroom door, for some reason, his heart beat a few times faster, he felt a bit unable to stay in the room full of Chu Yi's breath, and ran to the living room as if to escape.

Chu Yi stood quietly at the door, turned on the faucet in the shower room, took off his clothes and put them in the laundry basket, and there had already been put the school uniform that Zhong Li had changed into, a school uniform that was one size smaller than him, Chu Yi saw After taking a look, he covered Zhongli's school uniform with his own clothes, turned around and went to the shower room.

The water at a suitable temperature hit Chu Yi's head. He closed his eyes, and the scene just now appeared in front of his eyes. Zhong Li, like a helpless little animal, gently begged him for mercy with his eyes and wanted to escape, as if Play it in his mind.

Almost burned his body and heart completely.

Zhongli was drying his hair in the living room, and Chu Yi helped him brush it very finely. After a while, his hair was almost completely dry. Zhongli put down the hair dryer, stood up bored, and wanted to get his schoolbag.

He had just walked to the coffee table and picked up his schoolbag, when suddenly, Zhongli's eyes were pitch black, and there was a roar outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and lightning flashed across the night sky, crackling, as if to split the world in half.

Chu Yi had just finished taking a shower, and before he dried himself off, the light in the bathroom suddenly went out, and he frowned, realizing that it was a power outage.

"what!"

The scream caught Chu Yi's attention, his expression became tense instantly, and he recognized Zhongli's voice.

Zhongli's cry was full of fear and panic, Chu Yi didn't care about other things, and rushed to the living room in a bathrobe and simply put on a belt.

The lightning outside the window illuminated the living room, allowing him to see Zhong Li who was hugging himself in a ball at the corner of the sofa.

Chu Yi immediately walked up to him and squatted down. Zhongli's body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were tightly closed. Beside him were overturned schoolbags and desk lamps, but Chu Yi didn't notice them at all.

"Zhongli, Zhongli!" Chu Yi called his name, he felt his body trembling more and more, reached out to hug him tightly, and pulled him into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything." Chu Yi pressed his lips against Zhongli's ear to comfort him gently.

Although Chu Yi makes people feel difficult to get close to, sometimes he is aloof and intimidating, but at critical times, such a person can give people the strongest sense of security.

Zhongli's cheek pressed against Chu Yi's chest, and gradually calmed down.

He still hugged himself tightly, not daring to open his eyes, but his body didn't tremble so much.

He is very afraid of the dark, very afraid, and also afraid of thunder. When he is alone at home, he has to turn on the light to sleep.

He was afraid of the dark in his previous life. When he was five years old, his parents divorced, his mother wanted to take away his brother, and his father didn't want him, but he was bound by the law and had to raise him. He lived with his father and stepmother. Cold and violent, his stepmother turned a blind eye to him, as if he was the least needed person in the world, but giving him a bite of food was already the greatest gift to him.

Until one day, because he accidentally knocked over a box of her cosmetics, his stepmother locked him in the dark and small bathroom overnight. The thunder roared outside the window, and he was so frightened that he knocked on the door and wanted to go out, but how could he call his father? Neither the stepmother nor the stepmother agreed.

Since then, he has developed a fear of the dark and autism.

Even though, many years later, when Zhongli grew up, his father and stepmother wanted to recognize him because he had no children, but he severely rejected him and took revenge on them, but he did not get rid of this problem.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yi stretched out his hand and gently stroked his hair to calm him down.

"I, I'm afraid of the dark." Zhongli's voice trembled slightly, "There's also thunder, it's too scary."

Chu Yi reached out and hugged him, letting him know that he can rely on himself, and giving him the greatest sense of security, "It's just a power outage, and it will come back soon. I'm here, so don't be afraid of anything."

Zhong Li huddled in his arms without saying anything.

Chu Yi could feel his hair gently brushing against his chin, the hair was very thin and soft, and looked so fragile.

Chu Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion. He wanted to protect him, to completely protect him in his own world, to protect every part of him, even his hair, and he even wanted to protect him because of this. I had the urge to lock him up.

Chu Yi immediately suppressed such thoughts, he gently stroked Zhongli's hair to stabilize his emotions, while trying to stand up and find his mobile phone to call the property owner.

But as soon as he moved, Zhongli panicked, as if the big tree he was relying on was pulled away, and the quilt he wanted to avoid the attack of ghosts was pulled away.

He couldn't help stretching out his hands to hug Chu Yi's waist, and looked up at him, "Don't, don't go."

Chu Yi was stopped by him, and he lowered his head to meet his clean and pitiful eyes with a trace of fear, staring at him as needed, seeking protection from him.

Chu Yi sat back on the carpet, closed his eyes helplessly, let his breathing gradually correct the restless restlessness in his body.

Zhongli really knows how to treat him...

The thunder gradually became quieter. Although the room was still dark and frightening, Zhongli heard Chu Yi muttering something silently. He couldn't understand it. It was a paragraph of English, but he was attracted and gradually calmed down.

"Chu Yi, what are you reading?" Chu Yi spoke English with a nice voice, as if he was gently stroking his earlobe in a gentleman's way.

Chu Yi pursed his lips, even if he didn't bow his head, he still knew how fatally Zhong Li's eyes would seduce him.

"A passage in "Hamlet" means, which one is more noble, to endure the poisoned arrows silently, or to resist the endless suffering and wipe him out with struggle..."

Chu Yi hugged Zhongli's hand, still hugging like an eagle clasping its prey, but he didn't dare to look down easily.

""Hamlet"?" Zhongli didn't expect that there is Shakespeare in this world. This is a story of revenge, but also a story of sad self-destruction. Why does Chu Yi want to read this so carefully?

Chu Yi didn't speak, usually when he was restless, he would read this passage silently.

But at this time, it seems to have no effect.

Chu Yi lowered his eyes. In the darkness, they hugged each other. Zhongli's body temperature was like a hook, gently pulling and provoking him. He slowly lowered his head. The shadow of his body seemed to be premeditated to completely cover Zhongli, possessing him thoroughly. .

Zhong Li blinked his eyes, he couldn't see clearly in the dark night, but he also felt that the atmosphere was drifting towards the edge of uncontrollable ambiguity.

Zhong Li's body tightened, his breathing stopped, and his body trembled again, but this time it was not fear and fear, but nervousness.

Feeling that Chu Yi's face was getting closer and closer to him, Zhong Li quickly closed his eyes, like a wooden man, not daring to move or breathe.

A smile appeared in Chu Yi's eyes, just as he was about to touch his lips.

"Crack." There was a subtle electromagnetic sound, and suddenly the surrounding lights were brightly lit.

Zhongli closed his eyes uncomfortably, and when he opened them, Chu Yi's stunning beauty was clearly magnified in front of his eyes.

Can't see clearly in the dark, Zhongli can still bear the tension in his heart, but facing this face under the bright light, Zhongli feels dizzy when he realizes that he is in direct contact with this face.

Chu Yi didn't care whether the lights were on or not, he wanted to kiss him, and his bones ached just thinking about it.

He hugged the back of his head tightly, and was about to lower his head, when Zhong Li's eyes were dazed with water vapor, and he collapsed on his shoulders in a dizzy state.

Chu Yi twitched his eyebrows, put everything else behind him, and gently shook Zhongli, "Zhongli, Zhongli, what's wrong with you?"

Zhongli was a little dizzy, was he really dizzy by Chu Yimei?

Chu Yi stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, his eyebrows immediately tightened, and his heart also shrank, it was his fault, he didn't take good care of him, he had a low-grade fever.

Chu Yi carried Zhong Li to his bed and called the family doctor.

The doctor's name is Mu Wanfeng. He is a very young man with a very handsome appearance. He has known Chu Yi for several years.

He gave Zhong Li some medicine, raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Yi, staring at him meaningfully, his eyes full of interest and inquiry.

"A cute and beautiful boy, wearing your clothes, lying on your bed with a fever, what did you do?"