strayed into the world

Quan Ce's mind went blank, and then he stuffed Qing Che and hugged him onto the bed with lightning speed, and then threw the quilt over him, wrapping him like a rice dumpling, only showing his pitiful little face Blinking dark eyes.

"Okay, you go to sleep."

He was so focused on getting Xiao Nai to leave quickly that he missed the deep nostalgia and reluctance in those clear eyes.

Seeing him turn around to leave, Qing Che wanted to stop him.Even for one second, as long as one second, it would be nice to be with him for a second...

But he was afraid of being ruthlessly rejected, and he couldn't bear that kind of loss and heartache.He had no choice but to watch the figures of the two disappear at the door.

With the sound of closing the door, hot tears overflowed from the corners of the eyes, and there were dark red grooves on the cheeks...

He was alone in the room again.Qingche hid under the blanket and curled up, hugging her knees tightly.My mother said before, when you are sad, roll yourself up, the smaller the area, the smaller the injury...

The windows of the villa are all soundproof, and the roar of thunder can be faintly heard, but how can the rolling loneliness make him fall asleep peacefully.

*****

Quan Ce half pushes and pushes Xiao Nai out of the villa and goes straight back to the study.

The sound of the rain outside the window was fading, but the room was filled with smoke.Unknowingly, the cigarette butts in the ashtray have already piled up like a mountain, and the house is full of smog, and the floor-to-ceiling windows cannot be opened to the maximum to disperse the inexhaustible second-hand smoke.

Quan Ce buried himself in a pile of documents, but he still couldn't get rid of that pale figure.I have to admit that I care about him beyond imagination. Could it be that I got addicted to playing a game of slap for candy recently.Looks like it's time to go back to the past... yes!That's right, there was only hatred between them.After making up his mind, Quan Ce felt much more relieved from the stasis in his heart. He took the cigarette case and looked at it, it was empty.Sword eyebrow frowned, went out to the storage room to get a few boxes of cigars up, I don't know what time it is, the villa is empty, probably it's the middle of the night or three or four in the morning.Hmph, I didn't expect him to spend so long worrying about the poor kid.

Walking to the stairs, Quan Ce subconsciously looked towards the end, which was Xia Qingche's room.During this time, he couldn't remember how many times he went in.So what if you remember.

Continue to walk towards the storage room, pass by the dark living room, pass by the bar, and finally pass by the kitchen, why is the distance to the storage room so long.Quan Ce quickened his pace, and was suddenly caught by an object under his feet. He almost didn't fall, but fortunately, he held on to the wall in time.The most disgusting thing, before he had time to ask the teacher to blame, the object had already screamed,

"Ah!! Who!"

who? ...How dare he ask? !In a fit of rage, Quan Ce took advantage of the black lights to lift up that man, grabbed his arm and squeezed it hard,

"I still want to ask who you are!"

The man struggled like a loach, and begged miserably for mercy, his soft and soft voice was more like a coquettish coquettish, "Pain~~~~pain~~~~~~ let go of me! !!~~Help!!”

Depend on!Shout out for help!This is simply putting the cart before the horse!It's just why this voice sounds so familiar... It's soft and weak, is it a little stupid cat?

"Xia Qingche?"

The body in his hands trembled, and Quan Ce was sure it was that person.The strength in his hand was reduced, but he didn't intend to let go, and he couldn't see the frightened face in front of him clearly in the dark night, so he wouldn't be upset by it.ask him,

"What are you doing here?!"

"I, I... that..." The other party's voice sounded hoarse and something was wrong.Quan Ce turned on the light, holding the man's arm with one hand, and saw the face clearly against the light. His eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was also red. This man had already cried before he came here.Wanting to ask him, he swallowed the words, let go of his arm, and looked at where he was standing.There is a trash can at the feet, and there are scattered garbage and a few... chocolates?

chocolate? ...He came here to rummage through trash cans to find chocolate.The fool!

"Just like the chocolate that Xiao Nai gave you so much?" Quan Ce felt an unprecedented sense of failure that made him unable to do what he wanted. "If you like it until you lose it, you will feel sad?"

Qing Che bit her lip and said nothing, her fingers were tangled together and trembling.

He can show a contented expression in front of Xiao Nai, but he is always trembling in front of him, with tears streaming down his face.Quan Ce didn't even have a reason to be angry, rolled up his sleeves, showed his strong arms, reached out to pick up the chocolates on the ground and put them in Qingche's hands, then leaned over to look for them in the trash can...

Quan Ce felt that he must be crazy, how could he allow himself to look for other people's things in the dirty trash can... So, he must be crazy...

"No, don't..." A pair of cold hands covered his arms, making his heart tremble. "don't want……"

Strange, I was crying for chocolate just now, but now I don’t want it anymore.What is going on with the little stupid cat?Quan Ce didn't bother to pay attention to him, took away those weak hands and continued to search.

Those hands still grabbed his arm again without giving up, the piercing cold penetrated through the skin to the bone, Quan Ce shivered, how could this guy be so frozen.

"Please, don't be like this...dirty...it will be dirty!..."

Quan Ce's heart was like being shocked by an electric shock. Looking at the pleading face, there was an unstoppable sincerity, and the moist eyes under the frowning brows were so clear that he couldn't look directly at him and couldn't resist.Quan Ce let him take his hand to the edge of the pool, let the running water wash over his arm, his cold fingers danced on his skin, and his sensitive touch was as wonderful as a magician's magic.

Qing Che didn't even know what she was doing, and the only thought in her mind was that she didn't want to see Quan Ce pick up such dirty things.A few days before he came to the villa, he knew that Quan Ce had a serious cleanliness habit, so he never dared to touch him lightly, for fear of getting his hands dirty, how could he just watch him do such a thing now.No, no! ...Qing Che wiped away the tears that blocked his sight with the back of his hand, but he didn't know how interesting his behavior was in the eyes of the man.

"You said it's dirty, so you have to wash it too." Quan Ce said, moving his body behind him, passing his arms through his waist, leaning slightly, his chin just touching his shoulder, and smelling the faint smell on his hair. Quan Ce hugged him in this posture, wrapping those small hands in his palms, preventing him from struggling.

The back was pressed against the man's chest, and the hot temperature penetrated the body and went straight to the heart.Her heart beat out of rhythm, her breathing became rapid, her cheeks were hot, and she heard the sound of her heart beating clearly.Don't let that person hear that his humble admiration is soaring at this moment.

"You are too close...Young Master..."

"How many times do you want me to say it, how should I be called?" The hot and humid breath brushed against his ears, soaked in the smell of tobacco, Quan Ce was a little greedy for this slightly cool body, and he didn't want to let go at all, but he was too thin, The abrupt bones made him uncomfortable.

"……Policy."

The sound of water splashed and splashed water droplets.It turned into teardrops in the blink of an eye.The hand held in the palm was scorching hot even if it was washed by ice water, and the soft nasal voice floated melodiously into the air and smashed into Quan Ce's heart lake, causing waves of ripples,

"Actually, those chocolates..."

"okay."

Qing Che's unfinished words were finally interrupted by Quan Ce domineeringly, so he dared not say anything.With such movements, I dare not even breathe hard.

Time seems to stand still, the night is beautiful, and the sound of water is pattering.

"..."

After a long silence, Quan Ce felt the trembling under the fabric.Wet hands swayed the man's face, and the wet water stains could not tell whether it was tears or water drops,

"Cried?"

"No..." With her eyes downcast, her neck exposed under her hair was also dyed pink.Juicy and fragrant.

Fool, it's still brash to shake like this.The arms tightened a bit, and the deep and magnetic voice swept across the cool neck,

"It's a real splash."

"kindness."

The gears of fate rotate quietly. Who can tell who has strayed into whose world.