Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

"What special meaning does it have, and I need to come in to say it?" Yan Xuechi not only entered the door after hearing it, but also closed the door behind her, fearing that the cold wind outside would cause secondary harm to the patient.

After following Lancer into the house, Yan Xuechi realized that although the two sides were opposite each other, the pattern was completely different.

A lot of space is secondary.

The most striking thing is the floor-to-ceiling windows that are almost surrounded on all sides. Looking along the stairs leading to the attic, even the top floor is made into a skylight that can look up at the stars.

Although he knew that these windows were all one-way glass and the outside couldn't see the inside, Yan Xuechi still had a feeling of being spied on.

Lancer didn't sit down in a hurry, but closed the curtains first, and then sat in a place separated by at least three people from Yan Xuechi. He untied the ribbon on the packing box without haste, but nothing In a hurry to take it apart, "Give Mr. Yan another chance, do you really plan to take it back?"

"Where is the reason to take back the things that are sent out?" Yan Xuechi felt that this question was a bit inexplicable.

"Although I don't know what purpose Mr. Yan gave it as a gift. But generally speaking, it is mostly used to express love, or between lovers—"

"Wait, can I still take it back?" Yan Xuechi was smiling just now, but now she is a little worse than the patient's face.

After finishing speaking, Yan Xuechi realized that the other party's gaze seemed to be on her.

It wasn't the cold and piercing gaze of the past.

It is very soft downcast eyes, although the expression is a little lazy, but it is very focused.

"'There is no reason to take back what is given away.' Who said that just now?"

Yan Xuechi: "..."

"I really don't know, there is absolutely no other meaning." After being silent, Yan Xuechi felt that she still needed to explain a few words, "There is no special purpose, just to apologize to you."

"Is that because my house is too hot and my earlobes are red?"

Yan Xuechi subconsciously brushed the broken hair by her ear, as if trying to cover up something.

But soon, Yan Xuechi also realized that this action was a bit of a cover-up, and finally put down the hand that was placed next to the ear uncomfortably.

"By the way, can Mr. Hawke please not tell about what happened yesterday?"

"What's the matter?" After Lancer asked, seeing Yan Xuechi's clenched hands and lowered head, he seemed to realize something.

"It's just..." Yan Xuechi couldn't find any euphemistic words for a while, and she seemed a little restrained.

"What am I supposed to say about this kind of human thing?" Lancer felt a little puzzled, "Everyone's interests are different. At that time, I was just... a little surprised, and didn't mean to laugh at you."

Yan Xuechi's tense nerves finally relaxed a lot.

"But why is Mr. Yan afraid of me speaking out?"

Why are you afraid.

For fear of repeating the old drama.

Yan Xuechi didn't answer, she still lowered her head, not daring to raise her head to meet Lancer's gaze.

"Is it because someone has treated you like this before?" Lancer's tone was very light.

This kind of abnormal reaction can be caught by a person with a little bit of perception ability.Especially the other party is the most special one, a slight frown can generate endless guesses.

Not to mention such a big reaction.

After a long silence, Yan Xuechi denied in a low voice, "...No."

Yan Xuechi lowered her head, unable to see the expression on her face clearly.

But from the few words just now, it can be felt that when this kind of thing is brought up, it is obviously reluctant.

"Sorry, I asked too many questions." Lancer stared at him for a while, and didn't ask any more questions.

Yan Xuechi also sat there for a while without moving.

After a while, I decided to get up and stop disturbing.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he saw the person who was sitting upright just now on the other side of the sofa, but now he was lying crookedly, and his breathing was obviously not smooth.

Although the room is warm, it doesn't feel cold in unlined clothes.

But if you want to sleep like this until the middle of the night, you will definitely catch a cold.

Especially those who are already sick will only get worse.

Yan Xuechi thought for a while, and decided to find him a quilt to cover him before leaving.

After tiptoeing around, Yan Xuechi couldn't find where the bedroom was.

Finally, he locked his eyes on the stairs leading to the attic.

Although it's not good to rush into other people's private area rashly, Yan Xuechi felt that if something went wrong, she would have to co-operate with smashing the door and calling an ambulance for him, which would be even worse.

Thinking of this, Yan Xuechi finally convinced herself, and walked up the steps boldly.

The bedroom is not neat, even a bit messy, but not dirty.

There were all kinds of books and photos scattered on the ground. Yan Xuechi stepped over these items, went around to the bed, rolled up the quilt and hugged it.

The person on the sofa still maintained the posture just now, but his breathing was much more stable.

Yan Xuechi carefully covered him with the quilt from his feet to his shoulders.

Originally, he could leave like this, but for some unknown reason, Yan Xuechi's gaze paused on this face for a long time again.

This thin lip, it would be great if there is more color.

Putting on a straight face every day is really blinding such a good skin.

After staring at it for a while, Yan Xuechi was about to get up from the sofa and leave.

However, before he was ready to get up, he saw the person whose eyes were closed just now, opened his glasses suddenly, stared straight at Yan Xuechi, and reached out to touch the quilt on his body.

was caught now.

Yan Xuechi was a little embarrassed for a while, and forced a smile.

"So you're awake, excuse me..."

"I entered your bedroom without permission, just helping you get the quilt."

"I was a little dizzy just now, and I just lay down on the sofa for a while, and it turned out that you had been busy for a long time, stared at me for so long, and helped me cover the quilt. I really didn't realize it before. It turns out that Mr. Yan is so concerned about it." Me." Lancer didn't have a chance for him to finish his explanation, so he broke Yan Xuechi's series of actions first.

"Combined with the matter of giving me the cufflinks earlier, did you do it on purpose or on purpose?"

Yan Xuechi couldn't argue for a while.

I want to explain something, but feel that no matter what I explain at this time, it will get darker and darker.

"I go first."

"Answer the question first."

"It's just a coincidence." After finishing speaking, Yan Xuechi hurriedly prepared to get up from the sofa.

However, as soon as his arms supported his body, before he stood up, a hand was attached behind his back, and he was pressed down quickly.

Although a little caught off guard, Yan Xuechi reacted quickly, just sank a bit, and quickly supported her body, not directly falling on him, "What do you want me to do all of a sudden?"

Lancer was a little displeased when he saw that he hadn't been recruited.

The hand behind his back didn't let go, but just froze in place, and said, "Raise one arm."

Yan Xuechi was very puzzled, "Why?"

"Just lift it up."

Although this request was a bit inexplicable, Yan Xuechi complied in a daze.

Seeing him raise his arm, Lancer used both hands this time, and yanked him towards him.

This time, no matter how quick Yan Xuechi reacted, she could only follow the other party's wishes and fall over.

It just fell on the top of the heart, even through the thick quilt, you can feel the excessively fast heartbeat and hot chest underneath.

There are other unexplainable things.

I don't know if it's because I'm sick, or because of other reasons that I can't speak.

When trying to get up, the joints of the upper body were just caught.

But he didn't say anything, and didn't make unnecessary movements, just to keep Yan Xue from getting up late, and not letting him move.

"Can Mr. Yan lie down here for a while?" Seeing that he was about to struggle, Lancer asked in a low voice.

Yan Xuechi naturally wanted to refuse, but before she could say the rejection, Lancer added in a low voice, "When I was sick, I would hug a teddy bear and fall asleep faster. As long as I fell asleep, it would be relieved." Quite a few."

Yan Xuechi: "..."

This reason is far-fetched.

And there is definitely a difference between a human and a plush toy.

"Okay? Just for a while." Seeing that he didn't move, Lancer asked again.This time, obviously because of his illness, he pretended to be weak, and his tone was a bit coquettish. After he finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly, and carefully rubbed Yan Xuechi's ear with his head.

Yan Xuechi was amused by his actions, "Are you naive?"

"Childish." Lancer replied very frankly, not feeling that this was something embarrassing at all.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"Ate."

Yan Xuechi didn't have trouble with him anymore, and finally gave up struggling, gave in and compromised, "Okay, I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Said it was holding, it was indeed holding.

Really only think of Yan Xuechi as an extra-large teddy bear, who can be hugged in his arms to keep warm, with his head resting on the back of his neck.

Next to the gland, but there is still a little distance away, it is not touched, but all the breath is given there.

Physical contact without distracting thoughts, from the very beginning of nervousness, Yan Xuechi also relaxed a lot later.

The shallow and heavy breaths from the side patted behind the ears, as well as the warmth in the crook of the arms.

There is also the unique smell of alpha.

It's not strong, but it lingers around like a shadow, and it can't be avoided no matter what.

In fact, this feeling is not bad, and even a little drowsy.

Hearing that her breathing gradually stabilized a lot, Yan Xuechi carefully prepared to get up.

When she finally pushed her hands away and stood up, Yan Xuechi was relieved to see that he was still closing his eyes tightly.

But when he got up, he would inevitably mess up the quilt on Lancer.

Seeing this, Yan Xuechi had no choice but to bend down and tuck the blanket for him as gently as possible.

This action brings the distance between the two people closer.

If Lancer was awake, Yan Xuechi would never take the initiative to pull the distance between the two beyond the safety line.

When she was about to leave, Yan Xuechi could feel the person under the quilt move.

Immediately afterwards, the touch like a superficial touch, through the broken hair on the forehead, felt a little itchy when it fell on the skin.

It seemed that something deep inside had been scratched.

A kiss lighter than the first snow.

Yan Xuechi froze for a moment, then raised her head in disbelief.

However, Lancer was still lying on the sofa well.

It's just that the posture has indeed changed a little compared to before.

Yan Xuechi stared at him for a while, and found that even his eyelids were trembling.

Obviously nervous.

"Mr. Hawke, you're not asleep at all, are you?"