The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

Lying on the ground, Ning Xingruan was still a little dazed, the memory in his mind seemed to be covered by a thick veil, he couldn't remember the past clearly at all, and all kinds of distracting thoughts were mixed together like a paste.

The only remaining vague memory reminded him that he fell in love at first sight with a slender and handsome young man passing by, and after seeing each other several times, he coaxed the young man to sleep in his study with both soft and hard words.

At night, he couldn't help himself, and secretly climbed onto the boy's bed, intending to do something wrong.

But...but this is wrong!

The strong sense of absurdity caused great grievances in Ning Xingruan's heart.

In a daze, the figure on the bed got up, and then grabbed his waist with a firm arm, and easily lifted him from the ground to the bed.

With half undressed, in the darkness, Ning Xingruan accidentally pressed his hand on this man's chest in a panic, and the tight feel made him feel clearly that this man was indeed a tall man.

The physical contact made his scalp numb, he hurriedly raised his hand high, and tried his best to shrink back.

"Why do you have to play such a petty temper? If you really want to do such a thing, I can only do it." Youyou sighed above his head, and Ning Xingruan was shocked when he heard it.

He doesn't want to, he doesn't want to!

The warm and cool breath sprayed against his ears, and with a slight effort on his waist, he fell backwards.At the critical juncture when he was about to lose his integrity, Ning Xingruan struggled with both hands and feet.

Touching the edge of the bed, he fell forward uncontrollably, and the sense of crisis in his body suddenly opened his eyes.

There was the sound of rushing rain, Ning Xingruan touched her body subconsciously. Fortunately, she was well dressed and had an extra blanket on her body.

He silently raised the blanket to cover his face, sighed helplessly, and never read a book before going to bed in the future, so as not to have such weird and shameful dreams again.

It was completely dark, and the lights in the corridor were reflected in the water on the ground, causing ripples when the wind blew.Ning Xingruan looked out the window and frowned. It had been raining for almost a day, why didn't it stop? It wasn't spring rain that was as expensive as oil, so how could there be such a large amount of rainfall, it was really strange.

There were footsteps approaching outside, Ning Xingruan stood up and looked, only to see a piece of black clothes flashing past the door, he chased out, and saw Uncle Liu standing at the door and looking in.

"Come out for dinner, go to bed early after dinner, or..." Then he muttered something, and waved to Ning Xingruan while muttering.

Seeing his mysterious expression, Ning Xingruan followed him to hear what he said clearly, but failed to catch up.When he came to the dining room, he saw that there was already a person sitting at the dining table.

He wore a black loose robe, his long hair was tied up, and the lights shone on his face, making everything around him dim.

"Hello Mr. Yu." Ning Xingruan cleared his throat and said nervously.

The man looked at him, nodded slightly, and said in a low and pleasant voice, "Sit down."

Amid the rushing rain, his voice was distorted.Ning Xingruan stared at him blankly, until Uncle Liu pulled his sleeve to remind him that he sat on another stool.

The two did not sit facing each other, but the two stools were very close together. When Ning Xingruan sat down, if he moved a little more, he would touch Mr. Yu's robe.

The smell of sandalwood floated into the nostrils, and Ning Xingruan deeply felt the two words of restlessness and inability to eat.For some reason, when he got close to Mr. Yu, he began to panic, just like when he was called to the office and stood in front of the class teacher in elementary school.

Mr. Yu has a tall and straight figure, and he looks like a painting when he sits there. His fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, and even the movements of holding chopsticks to pick up vegetables are elegant.

When he lowered his eyes slightly, the calm coldness on his body faded away, and he looked much more friendly. Ning Xingruan quickly retracted his gaze after just one glance. The absurd dream in the morning resurfaced in his mind, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground. .

"Is the dish not to your taste?" The voice was deliberately soft, with a hint of hoarseness in the low voice.

Ning Xingruan turned his head slightly, and Mr. Yu looked at him with questioning eyes.He shook his head slightly and said, "No, maybe it's because I slept too much in the afternoon and have no appetite."

Mr. Yu didn't speak, he reached out to take a bowl, filled it with fresh and thick fish soup and put it in front of him.

Ning Xingruan's eyes fell on his fingertips. He hates the nails getting caught in the edge of the bowl when others are serving it, but Mr. Yu is dragging the bottom of the bowl with his palm, and gently supporting the top of the bowl with his fingertips, without touching the mouth of the bowl at all. .

Taking a sip of the soup with a spoon, the warmth slid into his stomach, Ning Xingruan thanked him in a low voice, and saw that although Mr. Yu's face was not obvious, there was a little smile in his eyes.

The meal was very quiet, even the clinking of chopsticks and cups was much quieter.Mr. Yu only picked up the food a few times, then stopped his chopsticks, and only occasionally moved the spoon in the soup bowl in front of him.

It was only then that Ning Xingruan realized that Mr. Yu probably came here specially to have dinner with him.

He felt joy in his heart, and his mood suddenly improved.

After the meal, Ning Xingruan thanked Mr. Yu again, and Mr. Yu told him to go to bed early. After saying good night to each other, he watched Mr. Yu disappear in the corridor before turning back to the east wing.

Uncle Liu brought the medicine and brought it over. After he finished drinking, Uncle Liu lowered his voice and said, "Don't get up when you sleep at night, don't run around, it's not safe to live in the mountains at night."

Seeing the back of Uncle Liu leaving, Ning Xingruan felt chills in his heart, he understood what Uncle Liu said, so he was very scared.He felt that he had a physical problem, and it was always easy to provoke some things these days. Isn't it dangerous here?

Lying silently on the bed, he embraced the bead string given by Daoist Qingxuan in his arms, and wrapped himself up with his back against the wall.

Don't be afraid, his handprint repelled that thing last night, even if Daoist Qingxuan couldn't come, he can save himself.

Comforting himself in this way, Ning Xingruan's tense emotions relaxed a little, probably because of the bowl of medicine, his eyelids started to fight after a while, and he quickly lost consciousness.

He was woken up by a sound, the bench in the living room outside the screen moved slightly, making a creaking sound, followed by the low table, the teacup lid on it shook, and the knocking sound was particularly harsh in the silent night.

The footsteps moved in from the living room until they stopped in front of the bed, and then the sound disappeared.

Ning Xingruan closed his eyes tightly, he knew that the thing hadn't disappeared, so he stood by his bed and looked at him quietly.

Time passed bit by bit, the surrounding was silent, he curled up in the quilt, his body trembling slightly.That thing didn't move, he was like waiting for the boot that didn't hit the ground, his heart was raised high all the time, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

After the stalemate for an unknown amount of time, Ning Xingruan was under high tension, and his consciousness had become blurred. Finally, there was movement beside the bed, and a bit of coolness fell on his trembling eyelids like raindrops.

Ning Xingruan wanted to yell, but his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound. His heart was beating wildly, and he could hardly bear his overly frightened emotions, and he felt a little pain.

The coolness moved along the eyelids to the tip of the nose, and landed on the lips. Ning Xingruan felt the strength on the lips, and the thing pressed slightly on his lips, rubbing back and forth, lingering.

He was short of breath, and let out a suppressed sob. He tried his best to regain the body's perception from the fear, and he desperately shrunk his face into the quilt.

"You, don't come here..." The young man's eyes were red, his beautiful eyebrows were full of fear, he was so scared that he almost fainted, even his voice was crying, but he stretched out his trembling hands stubbornly, facing the unknown fear around him. He held up the string of red beads.

The coolness on his face disappeared, and Ning Xingruan heard a chuckle in his ear, full of joy and banter.

His outstretched hand was wrapped in shade, and the cold squeezed into the gap between his fingers, as if deliberately trying to scare him, the thing pulled his hand and stuck it to his own face.

His face was icy cold, Ning Xingruan suddenly got the courage out of nowhere, he broke free from his hand, sat up and quickly made handprints and pushed towards the outside of the bed.

With a sigh, the coolness around him disappeared. Ning Xingruan closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but nothing touched him again.After confirming that the thing was gone, the strength in his body dissipated instantly, and he fell into the bedding tremblingly, panting heavily.

However, there was another crisp sound in the room.

Ning Xingruan shuddered, then jumped off the bed, rushed to the door and opened it, and plunged into the rain.The movement behind him sounded again, he ran into the yard and saw that the study room was still on with a glance, so he ran to the corridor in front of the main hall without hesitation.

Standing in front of the door, he suddenly came to his senses. If Mr. Yu was inside, and Mr. Yu was just an ordinary person with poor health, wouldn't he be trying to kill Mr. Yu?

It's just that in the extreme fear, he could no longer control his behavior. When the thought came out, his hand knocked on the door uncontrollably.

The sound of footsteps moved from the study to the door, and the door opened. Ning Xingruan opened his mouth tremblingly. Before he could speak, he was pulled into the room by his wrist.

A thick robe was draped over him, covering his whole body inside. The robe still had the residual warmth of its master, which instantly dispelled the chill in his heart.

Subconsciously looking back at the closed door, there was only the sound of rain.

"I..." Ning Xingruan choked up after only saying a word. He quickly lowered his head, not wanting Mr. Yu to see him in a mess.

"Scared?" Mr. Yu asked softly, reaching out to rub his head.

"En." Ning Xingruan couldn't stop shaking.

"Come here." Mr. Yu held his wrist and led him into the study room. Ning Xingruan was very attached to the sense of security brought by the touch between skins.

Being pressed to sit on the chair, Mr. Yu poured a cup of hot tea into his hand, Ning Xingruan was holding the cup, but his eyes were glued to Mr. Yu, feeling uneasy.

Mr. Yu moved the chair behind the desk to the tea table, sat next to him, and patted his shoulder lightly: "Don't be afraid."

These two words seemed to have magical powers, and he slowly stopped trembling, his feet slowly retracted into the blanket that was hanging on the ground, and he asked softly, "Mr. Yu, aren't you afraid?"

Mr. Yu said casually, "I can't see it, so naturally I'm not afraid."

Ning Xingruan suddenly realized that this was the case.

He was faintly envious, if he could see but not touch but not hear, he wouldn't have encountered so many things.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Mr. Yu reached out and took the half-read book and continued reading.

Seeing that he was so calm, Ning Xingruan felt strangely unafraid. He leaned on the recliner, and the sound of flipping books by his ears gave him a sense of security in his heart.

Feeling sleepy, he changed into a comfortable position and let himself fall into a dream.

He was dreaming again.

In the dream, he was frightened, and still knocked on the door of the main hall in horror. It was Mr. Yu who opened the door. When Mr. Yu saw him, he pulled his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and patted his back softly to comfort him. .

Wrapped in the gentle sandalwood, Ning Xingruan felt a strange flash in his heart, but the warm embrace and soft comforting voice soothed his fear, and his fragile emotions made him indulge in it.

He couldn't struggle.