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Xiao Guo grabbed Nan Zhuo's arm, and Nan Zhuo staggered when he was pulled around.His eye sockets and nose were very red, and it took him several seconds to recognize the person in front of him as Xiao Guo.

Xiao Guo frowned, hesitated, and asked, "Are you crying?"

Nan Zhuo was drenched all over, he shook his head at Xiao Guo through the rain.Raindrops fell from the sky, slid over the ends of his hair, hung on his eyelashes and chin.

This was the first time Xiao Guo saw Nan Zhuo wearing his own clothes, the youthful atmosphere of the blue and white school uniform was gone, the black long sleeves and trousers were soaked in water, they were tightly attached to the boy's thin and thin body, stretched out Very thin waist and slender legs.He almost melted into the night, so that face looked even more strange and pale.

Either he was born like this, or he was a demon spirit who escaped from under the iron tower. The long life in the dark has made him lose his popularity and color.

The lips that are fuller than the average man slowly opened, and Nan Zhuo's voice trembled slightly: "Xiao Guo...why are you here?"

"I just went out for a meal with my parents." Xiao Guo didn't let go of Nan Zhuo's forearm, "What about you?"

Nan Zhuo's eyes dodged a little, and he said, "I..."

Lightning lit up half of the deep purple sky, the moon sat on top of the rain, Nan Zhuo's body trembled visibly when the thunder rang.Xiao Guo put his other hand on Nan Zhuo's shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nan Zhuo shook his head again, his eyes were half closed, his wet eyelashes drooping.Xiao Guo raised a hand in front of his forehead to block the rain, it didn't help much, but it could somewhat cover it.

Xiao Guo said, "Get in the car."

The rain made Nan Zhuo almost unable to open his eyes, when he raised his head, his forehead was pressed into Xiao Guo's palm, the cold and moist skin brushed against the sudden warmth, Nan Zhuo's expression was a little dazed.He squinted at Xiao Guo, but still shook his head.

In the next second, Xiao Guo leaned over, and the tips of their noses almost touched.Nan Zhuo was a little surprised and wanted to take a step back, but Xiao Guo's hand that was originally covering his forehead slipped down and held his side face.

Now Nan Zhuo was really startled, he didn't expect Xiao Guo to make such a move, but Xiao Guo did it without any hesitation.His voice was very low, mixed with the sound of the huge rain, with a kind of resentment after being irritated.

"Nan Zhuo," he gritted his teeth a little bit, and said clearly, "You shake your head and try again."

Nan Zhuo said: "I..."

He couldn't finish his words, because Xiao Guo grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the car.When the boy stepped off the edge of the road, he turned his head to confirm that Nan Zhuo also stepped down.

With the warm air in the car, the two of them got into the back row like drowned chickens, and the seats were all wet.Master Wang was very worried. While talking about Xiao Guo's nonsense, he found something for them to wipe off the water on their bodies. There were no towels in the car, so he passed the coats in the car to the two of them.

When he turned around and saw Nan Zhuo, he was taken aback, smiled quickly, and said, "This...is classmate Nan again! Why are you here alone during the big festival?"

Maybe it was because of the rain, Nan Zhuo's eyes were black and shiny, and even the amber color in the center of the pupil was swallowed by the deep lacquer.He answered irrelevantly, and said, "Hello, Uncle Wang."

Master Wang saw that the water droplets on the two people's bodies were almost dry, so he turned up the air conditioner two more degrees and said, "Student Nan is going home? What's the address? We'll send you off."

Nan Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then nodded amidst the sound of raindrops hitting the car roof and windshield.He told Master Wang the address, and Master Wang drove the car and said, "It's very close to Xiaoguo's house."

The car drove out, Master Wang concentrated on watching the road, Xiao Guo and Nan Zhuo didn't speak either.The warm yellow lights in the car illuminated the person's face, Xiao Guo spoke a few times, but because the driver was there, he didn't say anything.

Xiao Guo turned his head to look at Nan Zhuo, that beautiful face was drenched thoroughly, showing a color and transparency like ice.His mouth regained a bit of blood in the warm air, it was still not bright enough, but on this pale face, it was already like a crimson flower petal.He opened his lips slightly, and the lips curled up in the cutest arc. The slight trembling after each breath seemed to be seductive. The light shone from above obliquely, and the eyelashes cast shadows on the bridge of his narrow nose.

He was leaning on the back seat, the black turtleneck and jeans clinging to his body after they were wet, the curves were hidden in his thinness, which aroused people's daydream.However, he seemed to be ignorant of this, with an innocent side face, lowering his head and playing with his hands.His fingers were not healed yet, the plaster was soaked in water, the thin and long fingers were curled up and unfolded, and there was still a drop of water hanging from the fingertips, dripping onto Xiao Guo's heart while trembling.This face, these hands, this look and gesture, add up to appear...

"What are you looking at me for?" Nan Zhuo felt Xiao Guo's gaze, and without turning his face, he just lowered his eyes and spoke.His voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded weak. He didn't have the air of questioning, but rather pitiful.

After he finished asking, his eyelashes trembled, and the tip of his tongue licked his lower lip.

Full of evil spirit.

Xiao Guo felt flustered because he had such a thought, but he still opened his eyes.

"I didn't see anything." He replied to Nan Zhuo, not paying attention to what he was saying, "Just watch."

Nan Zhuo moved his shoulders slightly, smiled lightly, and then turned his face to look back.It made Xiao Guo look at him with a demonic look, from the white shirt that was still tight on his body all the way up, across his Adam's apple, and finally met his eyes.

This kind of gaze is too easy to make people anxious, and people who have never been entangled in their image will feel uneasy. Xiao Guo wanted to lower his head to see what he looks like now, but Nan Zhuo had already turned his face away.

Xiao Guo opened his mouth several times, and finally asked: "Your hands are wet, are you okay?"

Nan Zhuo didn't speak, but shook his head slightly.

When the car arrived at Chen Fang's family, neither of them spoke again.In the end, even Master Wang felt really depressed, turned on the car stereo, and the three of them listened to Teresa Teng's "I Hope I Live Long".

After arriving, Nan Zhuo thanked Xiao Guo and Master Wang respectively, and opened the car door without hesitation and walked into the rain.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Guo leaned over and grabbed the umbrella from the passenger door, got out of the car as well, and said, "I'll take you in."

The villa was completely dark and there was no one there.This is Nan Zhuo's residence, and it is only his residence. The heavy pile of steel stands like a monster in the rainy night. The night light under the porch is his eyes that have been open for a long time.

Nan Zhuo had already walked into the yard, the stone road on the lawn was puddled with water, rippling in the wind, and was crushed by him again.

When Xiao Guo's umbrella came up, Nan Zhuo turned his head, but Xiao Guo stood very close, their foreheads were almost touching.The rain was beating on the pure black umbrella, and the sound was like another kind of silence. The two teenagers stared at each other for a long time, losing themselves in each other's pupils.

Nan Zhuo's body was wet, Xiao Guo was very close to him, and found that his snow-colored skin had a faint fragrance, like the smell of flowers.

It's strange that he didn't smell it in the car just now.It was as if the smell was discovered by him alone, and it wouldn't come out when there was a third person around.

Xiao Guo originally chased Nan Zhuo to the door of his house, and wanted to ask Nan Zhuo why he walked alone in the rain on the Mid-Autumn Festival.But he chased after him with an umbrella in hand, and fought Nan Zhuo very close to each other. He smelled the smell of this man, and forgot to ask anything.

The young man was holding flowers, either a ready-made bouquet or freshly cut flower branches from the garden. He held them messily in his arms. The petals were still covered with dew. foil.The fragrance of the flowers adhered to his thin and thin body, and the sharp thorns on the rose stems were close to the white fingertips, which inadvertently pierced the skin, blood flowed out, and was squeezed in the young man's mouth.

I don't know whether these are true or not, Xiao Guo thought of it when he looked at Nan Zhuo.

Nan Zhuo saw that the tip of his nose moved, smiled lightly, took a step towards Xiao Guo, and asked, "What are you sniffing at?"

Xiao Guo was a little lost in thought, and said, "You."

"Ah," Nan Zhuo sighed and said, "What's my smell?"

Xiao Guo didn't even blink slowly, and said, "You have... the fragrance of flowers."

Nan Zhuo tilted his head and asked, "What flower?"

"I don't know..." Xiao Guo whispered, "Rose?"

Nan Zhuo shook his head, paused, and said, "Daisy and Lily." He smiled nicely, "You want to know what I did today, don't you?"

Xiao Guo nodded in a daze, and said "En".Nan Zhuo looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak immediately, Xiao Guo hesitated a bit, and asked: "Should I... go to pay homage to your father..."

"No," Nan Zhuo looked at him with bright eyes, "he is a man who almost became my father, or rather, I hope he is my father."

He seemed to be afraid that Xiao Guo would not understand, so he thought for a while and said: "He is the only person who treats me sincerely when I grow up, he is like my father."

He looked up to the sky, Xiao Guo raised the edge of the umbrella for him, Nan Zhuo was able to see the full moon through the rain.The rain has not weakened in the slightest, and it hangs around the umbrella. Nan Zhuo seems to be watching the moon through the curtain, and his pupils are dyed with a little blue light.

At this moment, he suddenly showed a little softness, and said to Xiao Guo: "He was really good to me...but he has passed away."

With Xiao Guo's upbringing, he knows what to say now. The word "sorrow" is too light, he doesn't want to throw them like a feather to brush Nan Zhuo's wound.

Nan Zhuo turned his head to look at the moon, Xiao Guo held an umbrella for him, stretched out his other hand, and took Nan Zhuo's hand.

He usually holds Nan Zhuo's wrist, but it's different at this moment, it's a generous and firm wrap of the whole palm.Nan Zhuo's body stiffened for a moment, but he didn't break free.

Then he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Guo, his eyes were full of warmth, his eyes were flushed red, as moist as tears.Xiao Guo had never looked at Nan Zhuo—or anyone—in this way, the window of his soul finally opened, and Xiao Guo deeply realized that these eyes were the source of Nan Zhuo’s evil spirit.

It is more coquettish than almond eyes, cooler than peach blossom eyes, and ethereal than phoenix eyes.The seductive smell is hidden in the corners and ends of the eyes, but the pupils are extremely clear, with a natural mist, the lower eyelids are always slightly red, and there is a sense of fragility, exuding overwhelming temptation anytime, anywhere, making People can't help but feel throbbing.

So hooked.

"Xiao Guo," Nan Zhuo said softly, "If you want to know about me, I will tell you."

Xiao Guo said, "Okay."

"I haven't seen my mother, my father, Nan Hongzu, died very early." Nan Zhuo said, "I was ten years old when he died, and I didn't go to school for a day before that. His death... ...It's very complicated. The police originally wanted to send me to an orphanage, but a police officer named Teng Yong'an took me home. At that time, he was the captain of the anti-drug brigade of Yufang City. Because of his special occupation, he did not My wife has no children. But he takes me home, takes me to school, cooks for me, teaches me right and wrong, treats me well... Xiao Guo, I may not be able to describe it, but he is really good to me Very good."

Lei Sheng paused Nan Zhuo's story, Xiao Guo had already discovered his stress on Lei Sheng, and took a step towards him. The figure of a 17-year-old boy is already approaching that of an adult. His broad shoulders and muscular arms stand in front of Nan Zhuo, becoming a kind of shield and protection when he trembles uncontrollably.

Nan Zhuo lowered his head slightly, his forehead resting on Xiao Guo's chest.

Xiao Guo didn't ask any more questions this time, he just moved his palm slightly, pulling Nan Zhuo's hand tighter.

The sound of the raindrops was very peaceful, Nan Zhuo raised his head again and said: "Then...One day I heard Uncle Teng talking to his colleagues, saying that he was officially ready to adopt me, and others persuaded me to adopt me. He didn't care about me, he was afraid that he would not be familiar with it, but he was very firm. I was hiding behind the door, and I was really excited when I heard it. I have never been so happy."

His eyes were shining, like the embers of fireworks, and the raindrops were pushed under the umbrella by the wind, but they could not be wiped out.The porch that can cover the rain is just a few meters away, but neither of them moved, they just stood in the rain and talked, because Nan Zhuo showed a softness that he had never had before, and the rain washed him down, which made him safer feel.

He said: "But the next day...it was the Mid-Autumn Festival...he was revenged by the drug dealer and killed in the community. The drug dealer stabbed him and stabbed him in the right chest Before, very deep, he died."

Xiao Guo's hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly, Nan Zhuo blinked, and said: "Later, his colleagues checked his belongings and found my adoption document in his bag, which he had signed Words."

Then he raised his face and looked at Xiao Guo, with blood in his eyes.His voice became very broken, and he continued: "From the time I was brought home by Uncle Teng to the time he sacrificed, only seventeen days have passed. Seventeen days...too short... ...really, really too short...I...I haven't..."

He finally couldn't continue, Xiao Guo in his vision became very blurred, floating and distorted, as if separated by water mist.Nan Zhuo moved his eyelids slightly, his eyelashes flickered, and tears flowed down.

This tear flowed out, carrying the pain that he had suppressed in his heart for seven years.Nan Zhuo tilted his head slightly, feeling Xiao Guo let go of his hand, he smiled, not surprised.

But at the next moment Xiao Guo raised his hand, supported his chin, and wiped away the tears on his cheek with his thumb.

Nan Zhuo was very surprised when the soft fingertips rubbed over, Xiao Guo bowed his head slightly to him, circled him with one hand, and hugged him.

The two bodies, one warm and one cold, were pressed together, Nan Zhuo's chin rested on Xiao Guo's shoulder, and Xiao Guo felt his breathing.The umbrella was slightly tilted, it was because he was flustered, his arm was resting on Nan Zhuo's back, and the sudden bone there pierced his palm.

He hugged Nan Zhuo for a long time, so long that he felt that he had to say something.

"This is, a... hug between friends," he said in a low voice, "I think you are happy, but, I don't know how to say it."

Nan Zhuo let out a "hmm", then slowly stretched out his hand and hugged it back.He circled Xiao Guo's waist, and folded his hands on Xiao Guo's tailbone.

"I'll be happy." Nan Zhuo whispered slowly, "You... hug me for a while."

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