Heinous

It's really unacceptable to have such a bad taste...

Xue Zhe looked at his nose, nose, and heart, using all his self-control on his face, and even had to bite his lips tightly to prevent the laughter from breaking through the barrier—but even so, when he looked up at Unforgive Sometimes, there will still be an urge to laugh wildly.

The reason why he was so painful and happy was that he didn't know what happened there.Right now, he has just finished taking a shower, and his body is still steaming hot, and even his pale face has turned a little rosy.A head of long black hair was completely spread out, draped over her shoulders, and her clothes were changed into the pajamas she just bought...

The problem was the pajamas, which Xue Zhe had chosen specially for him, with a white background and pictures of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf on it.A wolf and a sheep chasing each other in their pajamas, running and playing...

This set of clothes surprised Xue Zhe at the first sight, bought it immediately, and then recommended it to Unpardon with ill intentions-the consequence is that Xue Zhe, who is self-inflicted and can't live, is now holding back his laughter and almost hurting himself.

"What's the matter?" His strange behavior was naturally unavoidable, and after confirming for a long time that there should be nothing wrong with the clothes on his body, Bushe frowned and looked at Xue Zhe.

Is there something strange about this dress...

However, in the eyes of Unforgiveness, nine out of ten clothes in this world are strange. Before he gets acquainted with this world, he probably has no chance to figure out what a bad author has done.

"It's okay." Xue Zhe rubbed his face, softening his almost stiff expression, "You are wearing these clothes well."

God knows how many times he beat his conscience repeatedly before he could say this.Now Xue Zhe is very worried that he will have sequelae. In the future, when he writes about a black-clothed and cold-faced killer character in the novel, he immediately thinks of the other party wearing Pleasant Goat and Hui Taro pajamas...

孽 孽!

"By the way, come here, I'll wipe your hair for you." Then he focused his eyes on the pajamas, and Xue Zhe suspected that he would lose his temper sooner or later, so he simply changed the subject.

Bushe nodded, and walked over - he decided to worry about the clothes issue later.

... It's really a bit like having an obedient younger brother.

Xue Zhe took a towel and covered Bu She's head and wiped it slowly, but he felt a little more sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He is an only child, and neither of his parents has any relatives. From childhood to adulthood, not to mention brothers, he has no cousins, only a troublesome cousin who rarely sees him, and is quite lonely.

At that time, Xue Zhe asked his parents why he didn't have a younger brother more than once, and then he finally realized that younger brothers can't be bought in stores.He didn't ask anymore, but that longing was still hidden deep in his heart. Until now, this longing that had been buried for many years seemed to grow out again.

It seems good to have such a younger brother...

But in terms of ethical relationship, it’s hard to say what the two of them should be—according to the usual saying of the authors of online articles, it’s probably a "father-son" relationship. If you want to be strict, they are the creator and the creator, according to Xue Zhe’s own thinking... …

Forget it, or brother.

A slight itching came from his ears, carrying a strange and strange feeling.Bu'she moved his neck slightly and adjusted his position.

Xue Zhe's hand was just pressing on the side of his neck at this moment - a position where a little force could cause death.

"What? Are you pulling your hair?"

"……fine."

It's just that he's not used to it... At this time the day before, he was still wary of this person in every possible way.Today, it is actually possible to get along with each other in such an intimate posture.

If Xue Zhe harbors malicious intentions...

Such thoughts popped up uncontrollably, Bushe frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Okay." Xue Zhe's words interrupted Unforgivable's random thoughts at the right time. He stood up and subconsciously glanced at Xue Zhe, but happened to see the eye-catching plaster on his wrist.

Not paying attention to Unforgive's complicated eyes, Xue Zhe twisted his wrist - the effect of the plaster is not bad, at least it doesn't hurt so much now.He yawned and pointed to the bedroom: "You go there first, I'll take a shower first."

"……it is good."

Seeing Unforgiven entered his bedroom, Xue Zhe felt an inexplicable sense of sadness in his heart.

He has been lying on the double bed alone since he bought it, and now he finally got a second one, but it turned out to be a man... His father's earnest instructions during dinner came to mind again. Xue Zhe, who still doesn't have a girlfriend to worry about, sighed bitterly, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he climbed into bed smelling of body wash and shampoo. Xue Zhe turned on the bedside lamp and read a book from the side.

Bushe lay beside him, eyes closed at this moment.Xue Zhe conveniently helped him pull the quilt and cover it up.

Glancing at the person who fell asleep in the shadow covered by him, Xue Zhe couldn't help grinning—thinking about it now, it's really strange...

Two days ago, he was an ordinary and normal author, and everything around him was scientific and logical.

Two days later, although he was still an ordinary and normal author, a character from a novel he wrote appeared beside him...

If this kind of thing happened in the novel he read, then Xue Zhe might praise the other party for his good idea.But now it happened to him, he can only greet God affectionately——MD, can you not use your creativity on me!

After silently greeting the gods, Xue Zhe turned his gaze back to Unforgive.

The young man beside him was sleeping soundly, with his back facing him and lying on his right side, the tattoo of the word "Unforgiveness" could be vaguely seen between his loose black hair.

Maybe it was because the lights were dimmed, and the scarlet letters that were originally eye-catching like flowing blood now looked softer, not so glaring anymore.

Xue Zhe shook his head with a wry smile. If he had known this, he should have set that mark somewhere else, such as his shoulder...

But if it was really set on the shoulders, he would feel comfortable now. The original plot setting was troublesome - the tattoos are easy to see on the face, and on the shoulders... Whose male protagonist has his clothes torn off every two days? ?

Sighing, after glancing at a few pages of the book, he found it tasteless and tasteless, so Xue Zhe had no choice but to close the book and turn off the light.

Go to sleep... I hope that when I wake up, I can find that all this is just a dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Bushe suddenly opened his eyes.

The room was dark, and he blinked until his eyes slowly adapted, then got out of bed and stood on the ground.

He walked to the window without a sound, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly opened the curtains.

Xue Zhe's family lives in a high-rise building, close to the city center, and can see quite a bright night view at night.Although most of the lights were turned off because it was getting late at night, the remaining ones were still enough to dazzle his eyes.

so beautiful……

He stretched out his fingers carefully, and gently touched the window glass, as if he could touch the magnificent scenery by doing so.

Is this... the night of this world?

He stared at it fascinatedly for a long time, and a soft "hmm" from behind woke him up.Looking behind him, he found that Xue Zhe hadn't woken up, but just turned over. He breathed a sigh of relief, gently closed the curtains, and returned to the bed.

Let's rest first...

He closed his eyes and was just about to fall asleep, but the tightness in his chest made him frown instantly—could it be...

The surging cold air rose from the dantian almost instantly, and spread rapidly to the limbs and bones. In just a blink of an eye, his face lost all color.

Damn it... He said something in his mind, slowly curled up his body, and began to practice kung fu to suppress the cold air that was constantly wandering.

It's just that this time the cold air seemed to be more violent than before, and the original clear consciousness gradually became blurred. In a drowsy state, he closed his eyes and subconsciously approached the warmth on the side...

It was the first time sharing the same bed with someone as an adult, which inevitably made Xue Zhe a little uncomfortable.But after all, it was a night of torment in the car and some lack of sleep. After returning to the warm and soft bed at home, even though he was awkward for a while, he finally fell asleep slowly.

"...is it a dream?"

Standing in a field of ice and snow, Xue Zhe thought in a daze.

His intuition is relatively sharp, and he can often find that he is in a dream in time - but realizing it can't wake him up, it can only remind him that no matter how cold it is, he will not freeze to death.

"It's so cold..." Although he was only wearing pajamas in front of him covered in ice, since Xue Zhe knew he was dreaming, he naturally wouldn't be too nervous—on the contrary, he still had time to analyze why he did this "Did it cool down? I don't know how Zhou Gong interprets dreams to explain this..."

The feeling of icy cold became more and more real. Suddenly hearing a crackling sound, Xue Zhe lowered his head, only to see that a layer of ice had formed on the position of his elbow, and the ice layer was still spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.The ice layer climbed all the way up from his wrist, but when it was about to reach his shoulder, it shattered and fell to the ground.

…Whether it’s Zhou Gong or Freud, can this dream be solved…

Before Xue Zhe could figure it out, a burst of dizziness hit him, and he turned his head around for an unknown amount of time. When he opened his eyes again, there was darkness in front of him.

This is... wake up?

The chaos in his mind made Xue Zhe very uncomfortable. He stared at the ceiling for a while, and then felt that his head was a little clearer.

The dream just now was still clearly imprinted in his mind, Xue Zhe recollected the feeling of the icy world just now, and suddenly felt that the quilt wrapped around his body was extremely warm at the moment.

But for some reason, his elbows felt a little cold.Xue Zhe moved his wrist, and subconsciously glanced towards Bu She, but couldn't help frowning.

The person who was not far from him had already rolled up his quilt and retreated to the edge of the bed for some reason, almost falling off—Xue Zhe's double bed was not particularly big, and he was lying on it. It was close to the middle again, but Bu'she was still able to keep a distance of nearly one meter away from him, which showed where the kid had retreated.

What is this doing?He's not a scourge, but why is he so far away... Dumbfounded, Xue Zhe stretched out his hand to try to hook him over - let alone turning over, he could fall to the ground if he moved a little too hard.In order to avoid the tragedy of a dignified master falling out of bed in the middle of the night, he naturally wanted to make some preparations in advance.

As soon as Xue Zhe stretched his hand to that side, Unforgiveness was startled by him. Instead of leaning against the middle of the bed as Xue Zhe expected, he even backed away a little.Xue Zhe was taken aback, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"...Don't..." Bushe opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse.Hearing him like this, Xue Zhe naturally couldn't really ignore it, so he simply pulled him over with his hands.

When his hand touched the opponent's wrist, Xue Zhe's expression changed suddenly.

That cold feeling...could it be...

After getting up, Xue Zhe fumbled to plug in the electric blanket under the mattress (at the same time, he was deeply thankful that he didn't pack up the electric blanket after the winter was over because he was lazy, which saved a lot of effort), and turned on the switch.Then he rummaged through the box and chest to find out the hot water bottle that had been put away early, fill it up, and stuff it into the kid's quilt.Finally, I went to the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk and took it to the bedroom.

Unforgiveness looked better after doing both. Xue Zhe sat next to him, pinched his chin and began to ponder whether he had arranged some quick-acting backdoor to solve the sequelae.

After searching the memory bank all over but couldn't find any results, Xue Zhe sighed and had to sit by the bed to see how the little ghost recovered.

The effect of the electric blanket + hot water bag seems to be no worse than that of a warm baby. With the help of the heat, Bu'she finally suppressed the flickering cold, and his originally pale face gradually returned to normal.He picked up the milk poured by Xue Zhe, stared at it for a long time, finally took the first sip, and then slowly drank the whole glass of milk.

"There's no cure for your situation?" Xue Zhe asked hopelessly—it's impossible for him to remember what foreshadowing was there back then, but maybe Unforgiveness will remember it?After all, there is one inside the text and one outside the text...

Bushe shook his head: "Master...he said that unless I can find the original copy of the Jiuming Xuanyin Jue, before I can condense fog into ice, this cold air..."

He sighed slightly, but did not continue.

If I had known this before, I would have made a fool of myself, so I might as well use the Nine Yin Scriptures, at least you can find the whole book on the Internet... Xue Zhe was full of resentment, but he couldn't say it directly, so he sighed , comforted the little ghost a few words.At this time the sleepy bug also came up, he yawned, looked at Bushe and it seemed that there was no problem, so he muttered, "Call me if there is any problem", and got under the covers to meet Zhou Gong.

Bu She glanced at him sideways, thinking of what he almost did just now, his face turned red.Fortunately, Xue Zhe had already fallen asleep at this time, so he couldn't see the expression on his face.

If he hadn't reacted in time... Bushe shook his head, determined not to think about that rude thing.

However, the temperature from the hand at that moment was indeed very warm, very warm.