I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

Yan Yuxiu stayed up all the time, watching the young man all the time, seeing him lying there with his eyes closed, his expression calm and his breathing calm.

It's like sleeping normally.

He reached out and touched the man's face, then moved closer to hug him.

With his palms firmly pressed against Feng Ci's back, he slowly approached until he couldn't get any closer, until he could hear the man's breathing.

Feng Ci didn't reach out to embrace him as usual.

No response.

He was a little flustered.

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside was already bright, but the curtains were drawn open, and only a ray of light squeezed in through the gap.

Several more hours passed.

Yan Yuxiu heard the sound of rain falling outside, pattering.

The youth remained silent.

He couldn't help but leaned closer and kissed the man.

It wasn't until night fell that Feng Ci seemed to have finally fallen asleep, and lazily opened his eyes, facing Yan Xiu's eyes.

He turned over and lay flat on his back, "What are you staring at me for?"

Yan Yuxiu looked at him, "You slept through the date."

Feng Ci smiled, "There is still a lot of time."

As he spoke, he turned over and pressed against Yan Yuxiu, stretched out his arms to hug the man, clasped the back of the man's head, lowered his head and sealed his lips.

The tip of the tongue easily opened the teeth, encroaching on other people's territory, and entangled endlessly.

Yan Yuxiu's body was full of this man's aura, his waist was imprisoned, he slowly closed his eyes, and felt the man's lips move down, and finally bit his shoulder.

The young man said with a mocking tone, "Very comfortable?"

Yan Yuxiu opened her eyes, her tone was calm, "Aren't you responsible?"

Feng Ci hooked his chin and smirked, "If you make me comfortable, I will take responsibility."

Yan Yuxiu raised her eyebrows, "Then you lie down."

Feng Ci let go of his hand.

Yan Yuxiu sat up, hesitated for a while, "Will he show up again?"

He spoke very seriously and carefully.

But for some reason, Feng Ci laughed instead.

Seeing the look on the man's face, he sighed slightly.

"Are you really not understanding or pretending not to understand?"

Yan Yuxiu looked at him and didn't speak.

Feng Ci raised his hand and pressed the space between his eyebrows.

His eyelashes drooped, and when he put down his hand, his eyes completely changed.

The temperament of the whole person has also completely changed accordingly, looking a little innocent and confused, and more of a faint madness and paranoia.

It's not what happened last night at all.

On the contrary, it seemed that he suddenly became another person.

The man raised his hand, squeezed Yan Xiuxiu's wrist back, and casually picked up the clothes on his body with his fingertips.

Yan Yuxiu kept looking at him, looking at this rather strange-looking person, his hands were warm and his breath was very familiar, but it didn't feel like Feng Ci to him at all.

Rather he had seen it before.

The patient with hypochondria.

Feng Ci once hypnotized himself.

He frowned, "Let go."

The young man glanced at him lightly, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased, almost to the point of crushing the man's wrist, and he trapped Yan Xixiu in his arms in a forceful gesture.

An understatement, "How can letting go make you comfortable."

He said, bowing his head to kiss the man in his arms.

Yan Yuxiu tilted her head, just touching the young man's lips, and then heard the man laugh.

He looked down at Yan Yuxiu, his eyes were a little gentle, and suddenly said a word.

"Marry me."

Yan Yuxiu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked straight into the young man's eyes.

Very strange eyes.

He was silent for a while, "I'm not a woman."

The young man touched his lower abdomen, and said with doubts, "Can't men have children?"

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him quietly.

He really didn't feel a mistake, this person just wanted him to have a baby at that time.

The young man tugged at his clothes, "I'll try again."

Yan Yuxiu's voice was very cold, "How dare you."

The young man glanced at him and frowned, "I have no money."

Yan Xixiu, "..."

The two looked at each other for a while.

He watched Feng Ci close his eyes, his expression gradually calmed down, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to his original state.

Feng Ci took his hand and rubbed the red marks on his wrist, "The real dual personality will not have those reactions, and may not like you."

These performances are like acting, which divides itself into parts, endows them with their own characteristics, and faces different scripts.

Those on the surface are changing at any time, but what is hidden in the bottom of the heart is always the same.

It's been rhetoric from beginning to end.

So he will naturally like the same person.

Even when he is devoted, he will inertially block his own perception, almost splitting himself into another person.

This is also the reason why Feng Ci can control his own existence at any time.

In other words, it's a terrible cast.

Essentially a lunatic.

A lunatic who makes random experiments on himself.

Yan Yuxiu's eyebrows and eyes sank, "You will lose your mind sooner or later."

In case of an accident, it will really become another person.

Feng Ci touched his face, "It's not like you don't know what kind of person I am."

Yan Xixiu had no expression on his face, "Yeah, madman."

Feng Ci smiled, "This is how I evaluate you."

Yan Yuxiu looked at him quietly, "I suddenly think it's better for you not to remember anything."

No memory, at least normal.

Emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, ups and downs, can be experienced normally.

But now, this person looks clean with a smile, but his soul is being manipulated by an unscrupulous lunatic.

There is a wild fire burning in his heart, and he can burn a rock to nothing at will.

This man can do anything.

Yan Yuxiu felt this feeling again.

He lowered his eyes, "What are you thinking?"

Feng Ci looked at him, "Possess, or destroy."

He said, slowly lowering his eyes, "Don't you like me?"

The voice was a little low, with a bit of grievance.

Act.

It's all a little fake.

Yan Yuxiu didn't want to pay attention to him and got up.

He got out of bed, couldn't help it, and looked back at him.

The young man was still sitting there with his head slightly lowered, his face was clearly expressionless, but Yan Xixiu felt distressed for no reason.

It's like being pricked by needles, densely packed, and painful.

The reason why Feng Ci became what he is now, he cannot absolve himself of the blame.

At the beginning, he taught this person many things, without reservation, and he was born into a criminal factor.

His talent is so high that others cannot comprehend it all his life, but to Fengci, he is like a toy.

So he acts recklessly, even as he pleases.

If you get bored, give up.

He didn't even care about his own existence.

This is what made Yan Yuxiu most angry.

He stood where he was, looking at Feng Ci, "If today was my death day, would you remain indifferent?"

Feng Ci looked up at him for a while, then got up and pulled him, "Don't be angry."

Yan Yuxiu's brows didn't move, "Is it possible?"

"will not."

Feng Ci thought for a while, and added, "It's very uncomfortable when you die, so you better not try it."

Yan Yuxiu's hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white and sullen, "So you chose such a painful way to die?"

Feng Ci laughed, "Do you feel distressed?"

Yan Yuxiu turned around, he didn't speak, just went downstairs in his pajamas.

Entering the kitchen, when he opened the refrigerator, he hesitated and took the milk.

The young man leaned on the door frame, tilted his head and looked at him, watching him heat up the milk, took out two cups, poured two cups, and drank one himself.

The rest of the glass was left on the table just like that.

Yan Yuxiu turned around and walked out.

He didn't speak when passing by Fengci.

It's amazing, but to be honest, Feng Ci really wanted to see him angry.

He didn't say a word, and followed Yan Yuxiu all the time.

Seeing him go back to the room, lay on the bed and prepare to sleep.

Lying on his side with a quilt covering his body, eyes closed.

Feng Ci always looked at him with great interest, and he felt that Yan Xixiu couldn't fall asleep at all.

But people are very quiet.

Until Fengci also lay down.

He looked at the ceiling and asked casually, "Do you want to get married?"

Yan Yuxiu's heart tightened.

"do not talk."

Feng Ci continued, "There is one sentence that you still can't say."

"Because as long as you think about it, something will happen to me, right?"

Yan Yuxiu was silent.

Feng Ci hugged him from behind, raised his hand, and covered his eyes, "Yan Yuxiu, you are not my uncle."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The young man's voice sounded slowly, "Look, I'll be fine if I say this."

He guessed that the plot hides the setting, and before his character knows this fact, he will definitely die for various messy reasons.

Because the fate of the villainous boss is to die alone.

So Feng Ci really complied with that sentence.

You have to die sooner or later.

Yan Yuxiu asked the question back then but never received a personal reply.

do you hate me.

He closed his eyes gently, feeling the breath of Feng Ci approaching.

The body was unbearable to defend until it fell.

Feng Ci lightly bit the back of his neck, and heard the man's suppressed voice, "Do you want to?"

He chuckled, "You want me to propose marriage when I do this kind of thing?"

Yan Yuxiu didn't speak, and the base of her ears gradually turned red.

It wasn't until Feng Ci moved too aggressively that he murmured, "Be gentle."

Feng Ci's voice was slightly hoarse, "I can't do it."

But he was much gentler.

I do not know how long it has been.

The sound gradually died down.

Yan Xixiu's forehead and hair were soaked, lying on the bed, slightly absent-minded.

Feng Ci raised his hand and stroked his hair aside, "I'll pick up a movie in a while."

Yan Yuxiu leaned against him, and slowly regained her thoughts.

He thought for a while, "Then when will you get married?"

Feng Ci glanced at him, "Marriage is the grave of love."

Just now I said I would propose, but I didn't admit it after I fell asleep.

Who is this.

Yan Yuxiu was not angry, "You continue to play after marriage, I will not care about you."

Feng Ci, "Yes."

Yan Yuxiu said, "So tomorrow."

Feng Ci, "..."

He thought about it seriously, "It's a bit early."

Yan Yuxiu took a step back, "The day after tomorrow."

"...Do you have a difference?"

Yan Yuxiu shook his hand, "Get the certificate, very soon."

Feng Ci withdrew his hand, "I haven't proposed yet, don't be so quick."

Yan Yuxiu nodded and asked him, "Then when will you propose?"

"this life."

"..."

Yan Yuxiu sat up, "Then I'll do it."

He looked at Feng Ci, and just as he was about to speak, he was hugged by Feng Ci.

"To take a bath."

Yan Yuxiu watched him the whole time, until Feng Ci couldn't hold back, and made another toss.

When he stood up, he couldn't use his legs.

Finally, he sat in the hot water, looked at Feng Ci and said, "You won't break your promise."

Feng Ci smiled, "You are still thinking about this for a long time."

He paused, word by word, "Don't worry, I won't break my promise."