star hunter

Zhong Yunlai slept back and forth for several times, during which he woke up a few times in a daze, staring and yelling hungry, and then his mouth was stuffed with food, he chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed. , and fell back on the pillow again, wishing to sleep until the end of time.

After repeating this, he finally woke up in the afternoon of the third day after the special training.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a person sitting by the bed, dozing against the wall. Although he was asleep, his back was still straight, only his head was slightly lowered, the hair on his forehead was hanging down in pieces, and his eyebrows and eyes were vaguely framed. His side face was against the light, his facial features were not very clear, only the lines were neatly undulating.

Why is this man so tall?

Zhong Yun sighed from one side, worried that someone's cervical spine would not be able to support it, so he stretched out his hand and gently shook his shoulder: "Hey, hey, go to bed and sleep."

As he spoke, he moved to the side, allowing half of the bed to come out.

Su Xian must have slept very lightly, and the slightest movement woke him up. He opened his eyes suddenly, but inadvertently, he was dazzled by the sunlight coming in through the window. He frowned and turned his head away, rubbing his eyes, and his voice There is still a little sand: "Huh? Wake up? Are you hungry?"

It's rare for Zhong Yun to see his sleepy-eyed appearance, and while he thinks it's extraordinarily cute, he feels guilty: "You've been with me all this time?"

"Ah?" He looked as if he hadn't fully woken up yet, so he asked inexplicably, Zhong Yun was suddenly a little embarrassed for some reason, so he shrugged: "It's fine if you didn't hear clearly."

"Oh, I understand." Su Xian finally woke up, and when he turned sideways, his eyes revealed a bit of ridicule, "Of course not, do I seem to be such a leisurely person?"

This answer was expected, Zhong Yuncong smiled helplessly: "Can you not be so honest?"

Su Xian also curled the corners of his lips, but didn't continue the topic. He put the back of his hand on his forehead and probed: "How do you feel now?"

"It's okay, but I've been lying down for too long, my muscles and bones are a little sore... By the way, where is this?" Zhong Yuncong turned over as he spoke, propping his elbows on the pillow and his chin, and only then did he care to look around Looking around, I unexpectedly found that I was not at home, but a strange space.

But with the smell of alcohol in the air and the bottles and cans on the shelves, it was easy to guess where it was.

"The infirmary of the Administrative Bureau." Su Xian told him, shaking his head, "You have been lying here for three days."

Zhong Yuncong scratched his face: "It's been three days? I thought it was just one night..."

"Are you still dreaming?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Then do you remember how many meals you ate?"

Zhong Yuncong was unconvinced: "Don't underestimate me, okay? I don't think you may be able to handle the devil's training in the Zongju."

To be able to pass the test of Zong Zhengzheng is of course something to be proud of for him.

Su Xian didn't deny it either. To be honest, he really didn't have the confidence to go through three times under Zong Zhengze's hands. Zong Zhengze's so-called special training for Zhong Yuncong, although his subordinates showed mercy, was dangerous enough. Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned into the bear he is now.

He glanced at Zhong Yuncong's pale face, and unconsciously softened his tone: "Okay, tell me, what did you dream about."

Zhong Yuncong naturally understood what he meant. He straightened up and waved at him. Su Xian didn't understand what he meant, but he changed his position and leaned against the edge of the bed. Zhong Yuncong held his face and pressed his forehead against it. his.

Just as Su Xian was about to say something, he heard him "shush": "I don't know, let you experience it yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scene of ice and snow appeared in Su Xian's mind.

Zhong Yuncong is arranging the revolving lantern scenes, extending them, and showing them to Su Xian, the only audience. Of course, like movie editing, it is selective, and some scenes are too bloody. He deliberately omitted it, firstly because he didn't want to disgust him, and secondly because he wanted to save himself some face.

In Zong Zhengzheng's dream, he was probably eaten five, six, seven or eight times by alien species. It's enough for him and Zongju to know about such embarrassing things.

Su Xian didn't know about this, he quickly watched Zhong Yuncong's carefully selected small theater, and was very surprised, but this surprise did not come from the dream itself, but because of Zhong Yuncong's way of sharing information.

From the moment he received the dream, he knew that the other party's abilities had reached another level.

It seems that the suffering of that night was not in vain.

Of course, if he knew that the dream he saw was edited by Zhong Yuncong, he would be even more surprised.

Zhong Yuncong himself was also full of surprises. After completing the special training, he vaguely understood that his strength should have risen, but it was not clear to what extent.

Passing the dream to Su Xian was not only to satisfy his curiosity, but also to test his ability, and the result was beyond his expectation.

His mood at this time was similar to Su Xian's, and he was very embarrassed, saying that he hadn't been gnawed so many times by alien species for nothing.

Su Xian came back to his senses and looked at him deeply: "Although it was hard work, the hard work was not in vain. This is very good."

Zhong Yuncong smiled, showing a little fatigue. He had just recovered, but he used his ability again in a short period of time, so he was backlashed by the sequelae.

Su Xian pressed his shoulder: "There is still time, you can continue to sleep, when you wake up, I will take you home."

When he said the word "go home", his tone changed subtly. He thought of Zhong Yuncong's vivid and loving mother in his dream, and the words he blurted out, and his heart was full of pity and compassion. It's sour, a mixture of the two, it's hard to tell what it's like.

But it was only for a moment, Zhong Yuncong didn't notice it at all, he lay back obediently: "That's fine. By the way, what about you? What are you doing in the afternoon?"

Su Xian got up, picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water: "Me? I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, so I can... stay here for a while."

"Yo," Zhong Yuncong couldn't help laughing, "If you want to stay with me, just tell me..." Seeing the other party's sharp eyes, he hastily changed his words: "I happen to be thirsty too, bring the cup here, I'll drink."

Su Xian raised his eyelids, finally pinched his nose and handed over the remaining half glass of water: "I think you seem to be in good spirits, you're not sleepy at all."

"You're here, how can I sleep?" He replied half-truthfully, then took his hand and drank the remaining water in one gulp.

Su Xian glanced at it, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, the position where his lips touched was exactly where he drank water before.

His heart skipped a beat.

Zhong Yuncong wiped off the water stains from the corners of his lips, first glanced at him, then frowned, looked at the open window, and finally turned his gaze back to him: "It's cold, can I trouble you to close the window? "

Su Xian lowered his eyes to look at him, and his gaze flowed over his eyes, nose, and finally stayed on his lips, and he smiled lightly: "Okay."

After speaking, he turned and walked to the window, not only closed the window, but also drew the curtains.

At first Zhong Yuncong didn't think too much, he walked half a circle around the room, and after pushing the latch on the door, Zhong Yuncong finally noticed something was wrong, he didn't panic at all, he just spoke with interest. Asked: "It's broad daylight, what door do you lock?"

Su Xian walked towards him, and at the same time, with a movement of his fingertips, one button of his shirt was undone, and his voice was lazier: "For taking a nap."

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Probably because of his personality, he seldom takes the initiative, and he usually has a lot of things to do, so there are not so many opportunities for them to get close.

To be honest, this time has been really empty for a while, Zhong Yun never wanted to, and his lover became uncharacteristically warm, which is very seductive.

But... once the person who is usually desperate for face is let go, it's really... too much to bear.

The bodies were sweating profusely and pressed together, Zhong Yuncong was panting heavily, but judging from the rapid breathing of the other party, it was probably not too much.

"Aren't you... not tired at all?" Zhong Yuncong was finally defeated, and began to beg for forgiveness in a roundabout way, "Why don't we take a rest?"

He stopped, but still panting from time to time, his lips were very close to his right ear, his breath dripped down together with sweat, it was so hot that his pinna would burn.

Zhong Yuncong rubbed his hands on his waist, wiped off the sweat, and said softly: "You are... a little weird today..."

Su Xian didn't speak, but moved again, the force was so great that he hit a certain place, he was caught off guard, his voice was trembling: "Don't, don't move..."

The other party didn't seem to intend to listen to him, and soon, he fell into that half-asleep, half-awake coma.

After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely heard someone whispering in his ear, "Do you really want to go back?"

Zhong Yuncong, who was not very clear-headed, turned over and replied vaguely: "...I want to, of course I want to."

Drowsiness struck, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier. The person behind him didn't seem to speak anymore, or maybe he did, but he didn't hear clearly. In fact, he couldn't even remember what he replied.

But perhaps, the answer from the subconscious is the truest wish.

Su Xian closed his eyes and hugged him even harder.

Rubbing his soft hair, he smiled slightly.

"okay, I get it."