My old attack is the giant

Dark eyes, ferocious blue veins, bulging muscles, skeletons and beasts that seem to be alive and may break free from their bodies at any time and kill living people, as well as an ever-growing body that almost occupies the entire bedroom, his hands Can't even catch--

Chiyou has completely out of the category of human beings like this, no different from a monster.

Jiang Ziwen's face turned pale, and his limbs were trembling.

Chiyou noticed the fear in his eyes and closed his eyes.

After a while, the ink in his eyes was forced to recede, and the tattoo totem on his body was difficult to hide. With the suppression of power, his appearance returned to the state Jiang Ziwen was familiar with.

He let go of Jiang Ziwen's hand, rolled over and got off the bed, and stood with his back to Jiang Ziwen.

It's not that he has no thoughts about Jiang Ziwen, on the contrary, the bloodthirsty tyranny in his blood makes him yearn for him abnormally.

But he knew it was not something he could bear, so he always consciously restrained it.

If possible, he hoped that Jiang Ziwen would never see him like this.

Because Jiang Ziwen is just an ordinary person, he knows it will scare him, and maybe make him stay away from him because of it.

But he loves him too much, and he can't bear to see Jiang Ziwen being wronged, suppressing himself because of such a misunderstanding, and even hurting himself unintentionally, even if it's just a little bit.

So he spoke up.

The result is--

"Afraid of me?"

he asked in a low voice.

Jiang Ziwen didn't speak.

He tightened his hand hanging by his side, and was silent for a while, and finally just told Jiang Ziwen to rest earlier and leave the room.

The door was closed, and after an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ziwen finally found himself.

He sat up, put his hands on his knees, and realized that he was shaking.

He didn't know how to express the complex emotions in his heart at the moment.

He always knew that Chiyou was different from ordinary people, but he never thought that the real him would be so unusual.

He suddenly understood why the man pressed his face into the pillow when he was tempting the man, and no matter how coquettish he was during the period, he didn't allow him to turn back, probably because he didn't want him to find out.

So is he afraid of a man like that?

afraid.

No doubt about it.

So what should he do with this relationship with the man?Is it broken like this, or is it barely maintained?

He was too messed up to know the answers.

Jiang Ziwen didn't sleep all night, and the man didn't show up when he went out the next morning.

He was actually relieved.

He came to the restaurant as usual, except for Chi Shisan, who was not there among the staff surnamed Chi. When Chi Shisan saw him, he was very happy to greet him. He smiled, walked to the cooking table, and stood there in a daze. After ten minutes, he finally took off his apron and returned to the rest room.

For a high-end buffet restaurant like Wuzangshanjing, the chef does not need to be present for breakfast. In the past, he would serve meals if he loved cooking, but today he really doesn't have that interest.

He leaned on the sofa, tilted his head, and opened the photo album.

There are only three photos in it.

The first one was taken for him by the little round face he met in Mengding. It was the first time Chiyou kissed him, even though it was only on the forehead.

The second one was taken by him, it was a group photo of him and the blue enchantress.

The third photo was also taken by him. It was the day he and Chiyou went camping, with roses in the man's trouser pocket and his coat pocket.

Behind every photo are sweet memories.

He stared at the photo for a long time, then opened the chat interface with Chiyou, flipping through the chat history unconsciously.

The man speaks very little, and the interface is almost full of long texts and voices sent by him, interspersed with photos and videos.Most of these photos and videos are dishes that he feels very satisfied with, and a small part will be his selfies.

Whether it's cooking or his selfie, the man will reply when he sees it.

Sometimes it is "good-looking", and sometimes it is "delicious". These two words are often used interchangeably, without any rules, and I don't know whether they refer to the cuisine or him.

The man is really too in line with his aesthetics.

Tall and handsome, super gentle, super considerate, super high-ranking, just a word or a move can make him happy.

But last night's picture flashed back, Chiyou's image was replaced by that huge, ferocious monster.

Can he really accept interracial love?

When the restaurant got off work that night, Chiyou didn't come.

When the door was opened the next morning, the man was standing outside.

Jiang Ziwen flinched unconsciously when he saw him, and quickly pretended to greet him casually as usual.

The two walked into the elevator one after the other.

Chiyou still stood in the middle as before, but Jiang Ziwen didn't stick to him, but hid at the very edge.

Chiyou sent him to the entrance of the restaurant. Jiang Ziwen smiled and said thank you, but he didn't ask for kisses and hugs, and even avoided eye contact.

Chiyou came to pick him up at night, but Jiang Ziwen didn't let him go to his room, and Chiyou didn't say anything.

For the next two days, the two of them got along in the same way as they did today.

morning of the fourth day.

Jiang Ziwen said goodbye to Chiyou, went to the lounge to change clothes and came out, and found Xiaomei and several other female employees gathered together talking about something, very excited.

Jiang Ziwen asked them what they were gossiping about.

Xiaomei opened the bracelet.

Jiang Ziwen glanced at it, it was entertainment news.

The newly released movie of Xiaolan, the newly promoted top streamer, is called "Monster".

Xiaomei said: "Xiao Lan's protagonist falls in love with a man. In fact, that man is a monster in human skin! The original shape of this monster can be more than three meters high! The physical strength is super strong! The relationship between Xiao Lan and that monster The interaction is so sweet that it's simply addictive! Chef, you must watch it!"

Jiang Ziwen looked at the monster again.

It is somewhat similar to a human, but the skin color is strange, with many spots of different shades and sizes, with the vertical pupils of a beast, sharp teeth and claws.

He joked: "Can people and monsters be together?"

Xiaomei asked back: "Why can't we be together?!"

"The male protagonist has never thought about how to live in the future? He is not afraid that the other party will accidentally hurt him? And there is such a big gap in body size, what should doi do? For adults, only a harmonious marriage relationship can be stable and long-term, you guys I'm afraid the eldest girl doesn't understand."

Xiaomei and the others were very excited to argue with him, but suddenly they all fell silent, looking behind him with some fear.

When Jiang Ziwen turned his head, Chiyou came over at some point, and stood just a few steps away from him, with an oppressive aura that made people feel oppressed.

He suddenly remembered what he said just now, and wanted to explain it, but felt that there was nothing to explain about it. He was talking about a movie. Of course, ordinary people would think so when such things happened in life.

Xiaomei and the others quickly dispersed.

Jiang Ziwen asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Chiyou held the thing in his hand, but didn't speak.

Jiang Ziwen glanced at the cooking table and said unnaturally: "Since you are fine, I will go there first."

"it is good."

Chiyou watched Jiang Ziwen walk into the cooking counter.

When he left the restaurant, he opened his palm, and the knuckle of his little finger was missing.

There are two earrings lying on his palm.

The lustrous jade-white backs of the ears are inlaid with round beads with changing halos, which are not like ordinary things.

After confessing, Jiang Ziwen has been avoiding him, avoiding eye contact, avoiding any physical contact with him, all of which he sees in his eyes.

At first he thought Jiang Ziwen was just afraid of him.

So I want to swear by the divine bone and the divine soul, and promise him that I will never hurt him.

But now he realized that it was useless even if he did this - Jiang Ziwen valued those things very much, but he couldn't give him the kind of physical contact he wanted.

He should be worrying about how to reject himself at the moment, but it's just that he can't say it because of his affection or fear of his deterrence.

He didn't want to embarrass him in the slightest, so...

That afternoon, Jiang Ziwen discovered that Chi Jiu had come to the restaurant.

Chi Jiu was in charge of the security of the Wuzangshanjing Hotel. He usually patrolled all floors, but today he was in the restaurant all afternoon.

Jiang Ziwen felt strange.

Chiyou came at night.

The two walked up to the ninth floor in silence.

When Jiang Ziwen walked to the door, he suddenly felt a man's hand stretched out.

He moved aside preconditionally, and turned around quickly, only to find that Chiyou's index finger and thumb were twirling a petal.

Bright red, only the size of a fingernail.It should be that he accidentally got it in his hair when he was arranging the dishes today.

Chiyou saw clearly the panic in his eyes, paused for a short time in the air with his hand, and then retracted it naturally.

Realizing that he had misunderstood the man, Jiang Ziwen said sorry embarrassingly.

The man replied that it didn't matter, and said, "The hotel's security has been adjusted. Chijiu is in charge of the restaurant, and other people will be in charge of the rest of the hotel. Chijiu will count the number of employees who should be on duty every morning, and will also be in the restaurant every night. Wait until the last person leaves."

Jiang Ziwen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked with a smile, "Really, that's good."

Chiyou looked down at the petals.

Jiang Ziwen didn't understand what's so good about these ordinary petals.

After a while, Chiyou let go of the petals, a little red spun and fell to the ground, and then he heard the man say, "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. I won't pick you up from tomorrow."

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