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Jiang Xiao, sleep

The next day, Jiang Xiao was listless in class during the daytime.

During the big class break, Fu Qingzhou made a study plan for him beside him, and Jiang Xiao looked at him listlessly, yawning from time to time.

"Sleep when you're sleepy." Fu Qingzhou was drawing a form with a ruler.

"I want to ask you something." Jiang Xiao raised his head and tried to describe it to him, "Suppose you already knew in advance that some things will happen in the future, but you don't know who is behind these things. Go ahead, what are you going to do to stop bad things from happening?"

Fu Qingzhou put down the ruler in his hand, "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means." Jiang Xiao scratched his hair, "For example, you suddenly have the superpower to predict the future."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, and the way he looked at him suddenly became very complicated, "You—"

Did Jiang Xiao see that he was reborn?

How did you get it?

Fu Qingzhou carefully recalled his previous actions, but he didn't realize that he had made any fatal mistakes... Or did Jiang Xiao find something hidden in his bedroom?

He was feeling uneasy in his heart, Jiang Xiao murmured to himself: "I know that bad things will happen, isn't it better to tell them directly? But will this change the original trajectory of other things? Have you studied time and space? "

Fu Qingzhou's eyes were blank for a moment, "What?"

"For example, does time travel really exist?" Jiang Xiao gave him an example, "Do you believe in light?"

"Uh..." Fu Qingzhou was sure, Jiang Xiao might really just be out of his mind.

But I was a little uneasy anyway.

In the middle of the night, this potential uneasiness was exaggerated and magnified, so that Fu Qingzhou felt anxious—he was not afraid that Jiang Xiao would know that he was reborn, after all, this kind of thing was too unimaginable. Even if he told the other party bluntly that he was reborn, he would only be called crazy.

What he cares about is the phrase "whether it will change the original trajectory of other things".

In fact, the trajectory of many things has been rewritten long ago. For example, in his previous life, he did not study in Class [-] at the same time as Jiang Xiao.

For example, Fu Zhi didn't follow him at all, for example, he didn't go to Chang Ziqi's company, or for example... In his previous life, he searched for Ye Jian for many years, and he didn't think to do anything to him so early.

He sat by the bed, staring at the sketch in his hand, Jiang Xiao's empty and tired eyes pierced his heart like a sharp knife, making him almost out of breath.

The edge of the sketch paper was pinched too hard and wrinkled, and the adjacent line was the end of Jiang Xiao's hair, slightly curled up, a little wrinkled by the sweat on his hands.

If he hadn't insisted on keeping Jiang Xiao by his side, Jiang Xiao wouldn't have died protecting him.

Why... Do you have to keep Jiang Xiao by your side?

Fu Qingzhou stared blankly at the portrait, his mind went blank.

Can't remember.

Why can't I remember?Fu Qingzhou held the sketch paper and pinched the center of his brows irritably, the screeching sound of brakes mixed with Jiang Xiao's panting, his palms were sticky with blood... Why did Jiang Xiao have to be his driver?

Jiang Xiao is dead...Jiang Xiao told him not to stay up all night...Jiang Xiao still has half a math test paper to finish today...Jiang Xiao is dead!

Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth, and tasted the sweet smell of blood in his mouth.

The phone on the pillow rang.

He hastily put the portrait aside, took the phone, stared at the word Jiang Xiao on it, and fell into confusion, but still clicked to accept the video involuntarily.

Jiang Xiao's smiling face suddenly appeared in front of him, causing his eyes to be stabbed, sore and painful.

"Brother Zhou, if you have a question, you can't." Jiang Xiao's voice was lively and brisk, "tell me about it."

Fu Qingzhou looked at Jiang Xiao with a pale face, the bloody taste in his mouth spread out on the tip of his tongue, he saw his gloomy eyes from the small window, moved the camera away in some panic, reached out and wiped the sweat off his face vigorously .

"Where's Fu Qingzhou? Hey, what is this? There seems to be a painting on your bed—" Before Jiang Xiao finished speaking, the camera suddenly turned back.

"It's not painting." Fu Qingzhou walked towards the desk with his mobile phone, "Which question do you not understand?"

"The penultimate question on the math test paper is the third question." Jiang Xiao flipped through the test paper on the other side of the camera, "Why can't I find the number, I checked it almost five times..."

Fu Qingzhou stared at the graphics and words on the test paper, only to see a dizzying double image, "Wait a minute, let me take a look."

He picked up the test paper and tried to see clearly, but the irregular beating of his heart made him breathless, and the more anxious he became, the more he couldn't see clearly. The cold sweat on his back had already soaked his pajamas.

"Are you not feeling well?" Jiang Xiao's voice seemed to be buried in the clouds, falling into his ears through the thick fog.

"It's okay." Fu Qingzhou paused, "I-I'll tell you tomorrow morning."

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Xiao's voice sounded a little nervous, Jiang Xiao's face on the screen and the face on the sketch paper kept overlapping and separating, and all the organs in his body seemed to be protesting.

"No, maybe I'm sleepy, you should go to bed early too." The muscles in his arms started to convulse, Fu Qingzhou hastily turned off his phone, and slid down to the floor.

Within 2 minutes, the door suddenly sounded outside, Fu Qingzhou recalled from his confused consciousness that Jiang Xiao had the house key, he suddenly got up to grab the sketch on the bed, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Jiang Xiao knocked on the door, but no one answered, he became more anxious immediately, "Fu Qingzhou, I'm in!"

The bedroom door opened almost at the same time as the bathroom door, and Fu Qingzhou poked his head out of his wet hair, looking at him in surprise.

Jiang Xiao took a step back in embarrassment, "Ah, no, I thought you were uncomfortable, so I called you and you didn't respond, so I——come in."

The cold water made Fu Qingzhou's mind barely clear, and he said calmly, "It's okay, I'm just in a hurry to take a bath."

"Oh." Jiang Xiao suddenly became more embarrassed. After all, he was quite crazy when he came here in the middle of the night, "Then I'll go back first."

"Jiang Xiao." Fu Qingzhou glanced at the pajamas and shoes he didn't have time to change into, and resisted the cramps in his stomach, "It's too cold outside, you... sleep here tonight."

Jiang Xiao rubbed the embroidery on the pajama pants with his hands, "Ah, that's fine."

"Wait for me to take a shower." Fu Qingzhou supported the wall, "Help me get a set of pajamas from the closet."

"Okay." Jiang Xiao turned around and went to find him pajamas.

Fu Qingzhou took off the pajamas that were drenched in cold water, turned up the temperature of the water with stiff hands, and pressed his forehead against the cold tiles.

Jiang Xiao is still alive.Jiang Xiao is still alive.

He reminded himself over and over again in his mind, trying to expel those fragmented pictures, forcibly fighting against the anxiety and uneasiness that had no place to rest.

When Fu Qingzhou came out of the bathroom, his face was even uglier than before, and his lips were almost bloodless. Jiang Xiao's heart suddenly rose, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Fu Qingzhou wiped his hair and went to turn off the main light in the room, leaving only a warm yellow bedside lamp, "Go to sleep."

"Don't work too hard at ordinary times, after all, the body is the capital of work and study." Jiang Xiao couldn't help but persuade: "Don't stay up all night—"

Fu Qingzhou's hands twitched nervously, "Jiang Xiao, stop talking."

Jiang Xiao said unconvinced: "Don't say anything, I'm telling the truth. When you were young, you didn't pay attention to forming bad habits, and you won't be able to change them later if you want to—eh?"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qingzhou stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly, strangling him almost out of breath.

Jiang Xiao pushed him, and felt that something was wrong, "Why are you so cold?"

Fu Qingzhou didn't answer his words, but lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck.

Jiang Xiao was so excited that his scalp went numb, "Why are you kissing suddenly!?"

He even fucking picked his neck!

"Jiang Xiao." Fu Qingzhou raised his head, looked at him blankly, and pointed to his lips, "The wound is not healed yet."

Jiang Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but Fu Qingzhou threw him directly on the bed, his whole body sank into the soft quilt, his cold lips lingered between his neck, with a little impatience and panic, which made him a little nervous. Confuse.

But soon this doubt was covered up by the rising hormones.

By the time he realized it, the two of them had already kissed back and forth two or three times. He leaned on the head of the bed and pressed Fu Qingzhou's shoulder, panting a little unevenly, "Don't move."

If Fu Qingzhou kissed him again, he might really be unable to hold back.

Fu Qingzhou's arms around his waist were surprisingly strong, and any waist that was even thinner could be strangled.

But Fu Qingzhou didn't listen to his advice at all, he tilted his head and kissed his earlobe, and put his other hand on his trousers.

Jiang Xiao's head was dizzy, but he clasped his hand rationally, trying to suppress his dirty thoughts, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Zhou, are you better?"

Fu Qingzhou's state tonight was a bit out of order.

Fu Qingzhou buried his head into his neck, his voice trembling imperceptibly, "Jiang Xiao."

"Hey." Jiang Xiao's collarbone was itchy from his breathing.

"Jiang Xiao." Fu Qingzhou called him again.

"Hey, you brother Jiang is here." Jiang Xiao rubbed his back vigorously, "Fu Qingzhou, are you having a nightmare?"

Fu Qingzhou exhaled, "Well, I just fell asleep and had a nightmare."

"Did I scare you by making a video?" Jiang Xiao pinched the back of his neck hard. He knew that Fu Qingzhou was prone to panic, so he immediately regretted making this call. I called you."

"Dreams are scary." Fu Qingzhou's voice was dry, "I was so scared that I almost had a heart attack."

"Hey, it's all my fault." Jiang Xiao hugged him hard, and patted him on the back like coaxing a child, "Don't be afraid, it's all fake, I'll coax you."

He was coaxing people sincerely, but Fu Qingzhou didn't appreciate it very much, he lowered his head and hooked his trousers.

Jiang Xiao's eyes widened, "What, what!?"

Fu Qingzhou was serious, "Didn't you want to coax me?"

"No, no, it's not this coaxing method!" Jiang Xiao frantically tied his trouser belt.

Fu Qingzhou chuckled, leaned against the bedside to watch him tie his pants red-faced, reached into his pajamas and touched his waist maliciously, Jiang Xiao was so cold that he almost jumped out of the bed, staring angrily at him. The curly hair on his head was shaking, and the mottled hickey on his neck looked extraordinarily beautiful under the light.

The surging fear and panic gradually submerged into the blood, becoming quiet and well-behaved.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and called him, "Jiang Xiao."

"What!?" Jiang Xiao looked vigilant, and stared at him sadly, "Student Fu Qingzhou, excessive indulgence can easily lead to kidney deficiency. Don't take care of your body at a young age—hmm."

Fu Qingzhou covered his mouth, and with his arms, he pushed him down on the pillow with force, and turned off the bedside lamp with his other hand, "Student Jiang Xiao, go to bed."