Give me back my tail

Ji Rong quickly pulled off the raincoat covering his head.

The voice that was briefly intercepted by the cloth became clear again.The raindrops fell on the deck quickly and vigorously, and the crackling and crackling of the sea surface mixed with the muffled sound of the engine, showing a kind of noisy desolation.

Maybe it was because of Ji Rong's resistance just now, Zhao Zecheng didn't come closer, he sat a dozen centimeters away from Ji Rong, as if the pouring rain didn't exist, and looked at Ji Rong casually.

And the continuous rain curtain seems to lock everything, giving people the illusion that time is stagnant, and there is only this flat boat left in the world.

After Ji Rong took off his clothes, he didn't move. After waiting for a while, Zhao Zecheng leaned closer to him, reaching out to put Ji Rong's raincoat on.

But Ji Rong shrank back vigilantly, and Zhao Zecheng stopped halfway out of his hand.

He slowly withdrew it, and after a while, he said, "Rongrong, it's not what you think."

The sea was very dark, the rain was heavy, and there was almost no light. Ji Rong could only see the vague outline of Zhao Zecheng with his naked eyes.

He couldn't see his expression, let alone judge Zhao Zecheng's sincerity, but felt that those two words seemed too broad, and they were more difficult to grasp than the waves on this vast ocean.

So Ji Rong didn't speak.The raincoat was crumpled and he held it in his hands. The rainwater hit everywhere, converging into streams, flowing to the deck, and then to the bottom of the sea through the drainage hole.

In such an environment, people have no concept of time.

The two of them may have sat quietly for 10 minutes, or an hour, when Zhao Zecheng finally moved.He touched Ji Rong's hand, and without much effort, he stepped back in panic and took the raincoat back.

Immediately, Ji Rong heard the sound of plastic cloth rubbing, and Zhao Zecheng unfolded the raincoat.

This time, Zhao Zecheng moved slowly, no longer throwing it on Ji Rong's head in a hurry, but after shaking it away, he leaned forward, stretched the clothes behind Ji Rong, and wanted to put it on for him himself .

Ji Rong had already retreated quite a bit. He was already sitting on the bow of the boat, but now he was already leaning on the engine, almost startled by the sudden heat.

Just as Ji Rong turned his head subconsciously, Zhao Zecheng quickly put on the raincoat for him.

Ji Rong felt that his field of vision became darker, and immediately there was a burst of heat on his cheeks, and Zhao Zecheng came over and put the hat on for him.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the moment he put on the raincoat, Ji Rong seemed to become warmer.

Zhao Zecheng's voice sounded very close to him, Zhao Zecheng called him: "Rongrong."

He gently held Ji Rong's chin.

But almost immediately, he was waved away by Ji Rong.

"Don't touch me!" Ji Rong seemed to be touched by some switch, he almost jumped up.

Zhao Zecheng was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to sigh: "Are you still angry with me?"

Zhao Zecheng's tone was very flat, which made Ji Rong feel that there might be no major problems between them.

It seems that these two months of separation, deception, and species barriers did not exist. Zhao Zecheng just accidentally made a small mistake of breaking Ji Rong's quilt, so he came to shake his arm and asked him if he was still angry.

Ji Rong didn't know how to take Qiao at all before, whether he was still angry or not, he always said no, and then Zhao Zecheng pulled him over and hugged him, and he really didn't.

And Zhao Zecheng seemed to really want to hug him, but couldn't touch Ji Rong's chin, so he turned and pulled his sleeve.

Ji Rong shrank back, trying to dodge in vain.

Logically speaking, Ji Rong should be angry.No matter which reason he left came first, Zhao Zecheng's deceit and concealment is the truth.

But whether it was two months ago or now, Ji Rong's anger seems to be negligible.

He just felt dazed.

Zhao Zecheng approached him persistently.

Ji Rong could neither jump into the sea by himself, nor could he tell Zhao Zecheng to go down.

He had no choice but to repeat meaningless words to keep Zhao Zecheng away from him.

But Zhao Zecheng didn't listen.

"Rongrong." Zhao Zecheng called him again.

Ji Rong didn't want to listen anymore, he covered his ears with his hands, and curled up in vain.

He was almost rendered incapable of thinking by Zhao Zecheng. He didn't understand why he came to him, nor did he understand why Zhao Zecheng dared to get so close to him since he was clearly an insider of the coordination office.

"Stay away from me." Ji Rong's voice gradually became crying.

Zhao Zecheng held his wrist, and said in a wrong way: "Don't be angry."

The black shadow in front of Ji Rong's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and Zhao Zecheng grabbed Ji Rong's chin again.

Without Gu Jirong's resistance, he restrained Ji Rong's lower body with his body, grabbed Ji Rong's hands, and held them against the top of his head.

Zhao Zecheng summed up Ji Rong's resistance as "stop making trouble", and stroked Ji Rong's face with his remaining hand.He paused when he touched his lips.

Ji Rong felt that his movements were a little harder, and he pressed down on the center of Ji Rong's lips with his thumb, crushing him and kneading him in a circle.

"Rongrong." Zhao Zecheng said again, he was very close to Ji Rong, his voice was soft and deep, "I miss you so much."

After finishing speaking, the force on Ji Rong's lips disappeared, and something softer pressed eagerly.

Zhao Zecheng's lips were not cold by the rain, but they were much warmer than Ji Rong's.

But the moment he pasted it, Ji Rong didn't feel anything, he just felt a thud in his head, and the feeling of chills all over his body when he heard the word "violent death" in the classroom hit him again.

A picture of Zhao Zecheng bleeding from his seven orifices was automatically generated in Ji Rong's mind.

It's shameful to say that Ji Rong is probably really hopeless, Qian Lu has written so many articles, Zhao Zecheng has lied to him for so long, all the fox demons are scolding him, cursing him, but Ji Rong still wants Zhao Zecheng to be healthy Stay healthy and live a long life.

Ji Rong's struggle began to become crazy. He struggled to break free from Zhao Zecheng's oppression, pushed his knees up, and turned the person backwards in Zhao Zecheng's soft cry.

"Don't touch me!" Ji Rong yelled at him, "You're going to die, do you know that?!"

The ship may have left the rainstorm area, the wind and rain became lighter, and the moonlight also shone slightly.

Zhao Zecheng was stunned in the rain, his brows seemed to be wrinkled, and he asked Ji Rong, "What?"

After all, Qian Bing was just a little girl who had just graduated from elementary school and had little experience in the world. Zhao Zecheng didn't spend a lot of effort, and knew the ins and outs from her.

It was the first time that the person concerned saw Qian Lu's crusade against him that day, which was widely circulated in the fox demon circle, and Ji Rong probably also read the article.

Qian Bing asked coldly beside him: "Is it correct? Is it you?"

They were sitting together in Ji Rong's room, Qian Bing was bound by Zhao Zecheng with a special rope, but his expression was not afraid, and he rolled his eyes from time to time.

When Zhao Zecheng said yes, Qian Bing cut it and said, "Scum."

Zhao Zecheng looked up at her, and Qian Bing pursed his lips in fear for a moment, but soon his eyes became firm again, as if to say: "If you kill me today, you are also a scum."

Zhao Zecheng walked past her again to see the photo of him and Ji Rong hanging on the wall by Ji Rong.

Zhao Zecheng did not refute Qian Bing.He imagined Ji Rong's mood and expression when he saw it, and what Ji Rong was thinking when he was walking down the road in a daze.

Although Qian Lu's words were too malicious and there were some personal attacks, they were basically facts.

It's just that the former Zhao Zecheng didn't think about whether he was a scumbag by doing so.

In the past, he didn't care much about life, neither did human things, nor did those of demons. In his opinion, they were not very precious things.

If there are instructions from above, he will do it.

If you want to achieve something, do it.

It is no different from him teaching in school and giving points with abcd.

But this time it seems to be different, Zhao Zecheng has someone he likes, a little fox, a member of the group he hurt.

It was the first time that Zhao Zecheng learned to think in another person's place, knowing that from Ji Rong's point of view, he realized that he was such a scumbag who did many evil things, was not trustworthy, and might even cause him harm.

No wonder his little fox was running away.

Qian Bing probably thought that Zhao Zecheng was looking at her without moving, so he moved a little uncomfortable, and said, "What do you want?"

Zhao Zecheng turned his head sideways, and without explaining anything to Qian Bing, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the rope automatically fell apart.

Zhao Zecheng asked, "What?" Many flashes flashed through his mind, and the brighter and brighter moonlight made the tear stains on Ji Rong's face become clearly visible - Ji Rong was sad, not angry.

This cognition made Zhao Zecheng overturn his original understanding. He looked at Ji Rong, and some small things that hadn't been noticed before suddenly became clear.

For example, Ji Rong's departure seems to have been planned for a long time, and it fits perfectly, not like a sudden action.

After a moment of daze, Zhao Zecheng asked Ji Rong, "Rongrong, why did you run away? Why would something happen to me if I touch you?"

Ji Rong raised his head to look at him, but he shrank back.His own homework is so poor, he never thought that he would have a day to teach others.

Ji Rong said, "Didn't you arrest Chen Zimi yourself?"

"His boyfriend... was sucked to death by her."

At this time, Ji Rong still felt scared when he thought of the picture in his fantasy just now, and his voice trembled unnaturally: "I saw it on the Internet, her boyfriend Qiqiao..."

"Fingrong." Zhao Zecheng interrupted him.

Hearing this, Ji Rong looked at him, tears streaming down his face. He shook his head at Zhao Zecheng: "I don't want anything to happen to you. They scold you, but I don't want anything to happen to you."

Zhao Zecheng laughed lightly.

Ji Rong felt that he was suddenly grabbed by a force.

The rain seemed to have stopped gradually, Ji Rong was drenched all over, and fell into Zhao Zecheng's embrace, which was equally unbearable, but at least warmer than him.

Zhao Zecheng hugged Ji Rong tightly, rejoicing and a little funny, he told Ji Rong: "I am not an ordinary person."

The author says:

This chapter has been changed to the point of being bald... Please forgive me if the writing is not good, the author is kneeling here