The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

On the second day, Xue Shuyan thought that he would wake up to darkness in his sea of ​​consciousness, but it was already bright outside and he had not yet changed back.

He got out of bed and walked to the window. It was all white outside, stretching for dozens of miles with no end in sight.

Snowing.

The temperature in the apartment also dropped. Xue Shuyan, wearing only a thin shirt, could feel the biting cold. He picked up the coat beside him and put it on as he went downstairs.

Everyone downstairs was wearing thick cotton clothes and was arranging the dishes. It seemed like it was time for dinner.

Zhou Yunen knew someone was coming downstairs. Brother Ling Si was downstairs, and only the eldest brother was left. She didn't raise her head, but pointed to the sofa: "Boss, your down jacket is over there. I don't want to disturb your rest this morning."

After arranging the dishes, the girl raised her head and when she saw Xue Shuyan, her eyes widened: "Boss, what's wrong with your eyes..."

Everyone's attention was drawn to Xue Shuyan.

Peng Yang came out of the kitchen holding a spatula, and said in a worried tone, "Is it infected or something? Why is it so red?"

Ling Si also poked his head out from the kitchen with food in his hand. When he saw the pair of red eyes, he knew that Xue Yan was still asleep.

He explained: "The aftereffects of superpowers have no impact."

Bai Ru wiped her hands on her apron and went back to the kitchen. "As long as it doesn't affect you, that's good."

Xue Shuyan and the boy met eyes. The boy stared at him with his dark eyes, showing no sign of rejection. He raised his chin and said, "It's snowing outside. You should put on some clothes."

Xue Shuyan came back to his senses and said, "Okay."

I picked up the black short down jacket on the sofa. It felt very light and weightless. Would it really keep me warm?

Xue Shuyan only knew how to put on the clothes, but couldn't find the straps to fix the clothes. He searched for a long time but couldn't find the key.

Zhou Yunen looked at Xue Shuyan's lack of familiarity with the clothes and felt a little skeptical.

Did he hit his brain?

The aftereffects would be too severe.

Ling Si had already picked the vegetables. Seeing Xue Shuyan's embarrassment, he stepped forward to help him zip up and button his clothes. "Have you learned it?"

Looking at the fluffy head that lowered in front of him, Xue Shuyan couldn't help but smile, "I got it, Guardian."

Ling Si slightly raised his head to help him adjust his collar and hat. At one point his hands would wrap around the man's neck, allowing Xue Shuyan to see him up close.

Their eyes met, both sides were a little stunned.

Xue Shuyan apologized for what happened yesterday, because Xue Yan did not wake up today, "Sorry, I didn't lie to you, he didn't wake up on his own?"

"It's ok."

The fact that one of them woke up proved that there was nothing wrong with Xue Yan's body, perhaps he was just mentally exhausted.

Xue Shuyan was not familiar with this place. The only person he knew was Ling Si. He followed the boy around in his spare time. When the boy felt something was strange, he would look back at him with a more innocent look.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Si: "Your Majesty, you don't have to follow me, just go and rest."

Xue Shuyan lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes, "I'm not familiar with them. If you feel annoyed, I'll go back to my room."

After saying that, he turned around and tried to go upstairs. Ling Si grabbed his hand and said, "That's not what I meant."

Xue Shuyan seemed very grateful that the young man didn't mind this matter, and continued to sit next to the young man. Ling Si had nothing to do, so he found some books to read in the study.

The blinding white light from the window hit the boy's face, but he didn't seem to notice. Xue Shuyan sat on a chair beside him, holding a book that he could barely understand, and his eyes fell on the boy inadvertently.

That person read very quickly, basically finishing a book in just a few minutes. It looked like he had finished reading. Xue Shuyan always knew that he was smart and talented, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to become the Right Protector.

Let go?

How could he give up.

He had gone through great pains to get to the boy. The demons were all plundering and destructive in their bones, which was completely inconsistent with his love for the boy. He would let the boy choose himself while fully respecting him.

Xue Shuyan was able to sit on the throne of the Demon Lord, in addition to his strength, he also had scheming.

Xue Shuyan gradually got used to the existence of the young man only after Ling Si left. Ling Si was very similar to him, in that they did not understand emotions when they first arrived; but they were also different. Xue Shuyan could take the initiative to break this barrier, but Ling Si could not. To be precise, many of his concepts were instilled in him from the outside, not generated naturally from his heart.

When resting at night, Xue Shuyan raised the corners of his mouth and said goodbye to the boy, with stars in his eyes, "Maybe he will wake up tomorrow, goodbye."

Ling Si nodded and watched the man close the door.

Returning to his room, Ling Si saw the curtains move slightly and became secretly alert, as there was another person's presence in the room.

Ling Si slowly walked to the window, grabbed a dark shadow when the wind blew up the curtain again, and punched the man in the face.

The man didn't resist. He groaned and grabbed the boy's wrist, "It's me."

The snow had not melted completely yet, and it was still bright even at night. Ling Si saw a person on the ground with silver hair and his remaining hand covering the corner of his mouth.

"Ling Yi, what are you doing?"

Ling Si let him go, reached out to him, and pulled him up from the ground.

The corners of Ling Yi's mouth soon swelled up, and a sweet and fishy taste came out of his mouth. "I came to find you."

"Why are you here in the middle of the night?" Ling Si took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and reached over to turn on the small desk lamp.

"Someone is watching me during the day." Ling Yi took off his shoes without hesitation and sat opposite the boy. Fang Shu and Chu Wang wished they could let him handle all the affairs so that they would have time at night.

"You said you would give me some barbecue." Ling Yi looked at him with half of his face swollen, with a hint of pity.

"It's night time now, and I don't have any meat."

"Oh, I'll bring it tomorrow," Ling Yi suddenly realized, "Come to my place and we'll eat together."

Ling Si nodded, "What is your mission?"

He wanted to know if Ling Yi's mission conflicted with his own.

“Become the Lord of the End Times.”

not yet completed.

"What about yours?" Ling Yi asked him.

Ling Si: "Assist Xue Yan to end the apocalypse, and then find him a partner."

It was relatively normal at the beginning, but Ling Yi frowned when he heard the latter part, "What a trouble. You should transfer to another department and work with me. The task is very simple."

Ling Si didn't like fighting and killing. It was too tiring. He just shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

"Ok."

Ling Yi felt a little disappointed that he failed to bring his friend over.

Ling Si did not hold back his strength. He poked the silver-haired boy's swollen face and said, "Your face is swollen."

Ling Yi felt a little pain, but he didn't push it away. The wound felt sore and strangely comfortable. He moved closer to the boy and said, "Poke it again."

Ling Si poked his index finger at the red and swollen area, "Do you want to disinfect it?"

Ling Yi shook his head, thinking that the boy was too gentle, and punched himself again. Although it hurt, it was also very comfortable.

Ling Si blinked, not understanding his behavior, and said faintly: "You can't eat barbecue if you are injured."

Ling Yi was stunned, "Then I need to disinfect it."

The silver-haired boy exchanged ointment from the space and applied it all over the swollen area. The medicines produced in the infinite world are naturally high-quality. It costs a lot of points every time, but Ling Yi doesn't feel sorry at all.

Ling Si frowned as he watched. The bitter smell of medicine spread. The crystal clear ointment had not yet completely dissolved and stuck to his face in a funny way.

The young man couldn't bear to see it and directly helped him push it away. Ling Yi felt a warmth on his cheek, and when he touched it again, it was no longer swollen.

Ling Yi licked his lips, a bitter taste came out, "Thank you Ling Si."

Just as Ling Si withdrew his hand, the door was pushed open. A man with broad shoulders and long legs stood at the door, staring at the silver-haired boy sitting on Ling Si's bed with unfriendly eyes.

The man's voice was cold: "What are you doing?"