I am not human

The skin on the big cat's pads is extremely sensitive, especially between the toes. After being touched by Jiufang Ziyan, Liao Qingshudeng felt as if he had been lightly scratched by a feather. With a retraction of his claws, he immediately wanted to swipe him away.The partial paw was immobilized and could not move, so he could only let the other party knead it. Whether it was the pads or the heart, it was very itchy, and the scalp was numb again and again. Seems like a sigh.

Liao Qingshu's ears moved, and asked slowly, "What did you say?"

"Say you're stupid." Jiufang Ziyan responded casually, and finally took his hand away from the big cat's claws, and in an instant caressed Liao Qingshu's scarred back, inserting his fingers into the slightly stiff short fur.The stimulation brought by the meat pad has not yet subsided, and Liao Qingshu couldn't help shaking slightly because of the sudden touch, because the line of sight was blocked by the protective cover, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in her tone: "Jiufang?"

"Ok?"

"Are you... are you busy these days?" Liao Qingshu didn't have the nerve to ask him to take his hand away, just as he was still confused, so he simply asked his own question out of context.Jiufang Ziyan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Why do you think so?"

"Because I haven't seen you much recently..." To be precise, I haven't seen you at all.Liao Qingshu thought this with some dissatisfaction, her eyes narrowed slightly because of Jiufang Ziyan's caress on her back.Jiufang Ziyan paused, and said after a while: "I'm here. I'm outside."

"what?"

"I've been outside all the time." Jiufang Ziyan said flatly, "I dare not come in. It's too scary."

What he said was endless, but Liao Qingshu understood.Co-authoring this pit bull was terrified — terrified by his bloodied, dying self.

I was so scared that I couldn't get rid of the deep impression, and I didn't even have the courage to open the door to take a second look.

The tail moved slightly, and Liao Qingshu felt a little guilty in her heart.He felt that he was actually a little sorry for Jiufang Ziyan. At that time, he only thought about his own thoughts and rushed to find him, but he never thought about what it meant to the other party.If instead he saw Jiufang Ziyan covered in blood and dying...

He would probably let out a yelp directly, and then successfully become Zhuoxi's best meal partner on the spot.

Thinking of this, Liao Qingshu felt even more apologetic, and the complaints about Jiufang Ziyan's delay in coming were slightly reduced.However, after struggling for a while, he couldn't help but said: "Jiufang, if there is another time, can you come in directly?"

Jiufang Ziyan's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the short hair beside his hand: "Do you still want to have a next time?"

Liao Qingshu let out a "huh" in pain, and hurriedly said: "That's what I said! I mean...if you can, it's better for you to come in quickly. You...are better at warding off evil spirits. If you're not around, I might know how to .”

He paused: "I hope you are here all the time."

Jiufang Ziyan glanced at him thoughtfully: "I will always be there. But you, what is Fang?"

"Anything is fine." Liao Qing said sullenly.

The past, the present, and the future.The bloody smell between the lips and teeth lingers for a long time, and the scene of minced meat on the ground settles from the retina into the hippocampus, mixing with the childhood memories, flashing back and forth frequently, and falling into dreams again and again, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes he would go into a trance, faintly feeling that perhaps the days of being trapped in the hospital bed to the point of being moldy and bored were just dreams. When he woke up from the dream, he was still the cruel monster slowly stepping over the bones with the head of its prey in its mouth. , there is still sticky blood sticking to the soles of his feet; sometimes staring at the sunshine with dust floating outside the window, he will also fall into long-term confusion and doubts, not knowing what he is now.

It's like a larva living in the water, suddenly one day it will turn into a mosquito.It would be fine if he could turn into a mosquito directly, but he only changed halfway. Wings had already grown on his back, but his feet still stubbornly stayed in the water.

So now, is he a widow or a mosquito?So what kind of thing is he who is carrying wings and blood on his back now?

Whenever she thinks of this, Liao Qingshu will always fall into a deep confusion.Next to confusion is helplessness, and at the end of confusion is fear, and whenever he almost sheds tears because of this fear, he will especially hope that Jiufang Ziyan can be placed next to his hospital bed.

He knew that Jiufang Ziyan was not a Bodhisattva, let alone placing it by the bedside, even offering an offering by the bedside would not be able to help him.But he has a strong desire to be able to put one up, and he wants to be next to him, that is that position, that is that person.It doesn't matter whether it is beautiful or not, it doesn't matter whether it is practical or not, it is an indispensable decoration in his eyes, as long as it is there, it will feel complete, as long as it is seen, it will feel real, as long as it can be felt, it doesn't matter whether it is a dream or a virtual world or a brain in a vat , he can breathe a sigh of relief and live with peace of mind.

Even if he is not a wimp now, the mosquito is not a mosquito.

"Fang what." Behind him, Jiufang Ziyan repeated it again. By the way, he pinched Liao Qingshu's back lightly and lightly, which made Liao Qingshu excited, "You don't want to do anything. It's very good of you."

Feeling his hand swim all the way down the spine, Liao Qingshu couldn't help arching her body slightly upwards, her tail vibrated lightly in pleasure.Forcing himself to break free from the intoxicating sensation, he whispered, "I am like this now, and I don't know how I will be dealt with in the future..."

"Don't care about them. You're fine." Jiufang Ziyan kneaded the soft skin under the hair quite skillfully. While rubbing against the skin, his fingers nimbly avoided all the wounds. People are as comfortable as being washed by a jet of warm water.Liao Qingshu gave a long "hmm", if his limbs were not still fixed, he felt that he would even rub against it directly.

"I know you don't like monsters." Liao Qingshu muttered, with an uncontrollable gurgling sound from her throat, "You don't like half-monsters, and you don't even like fierce beasts."

"I don't like it." Jiufang Ziyan said bluntly, "But I think it's good for you."

"Huh?" Liao Qingshu replied dizzily, Jiufang Ziyan thought for a while, and lightly tapped the protective shield on his head: "It doesn't matter if you are a half-demon or a monster, you are still Liao Qingshu. You can still be here with me." Speaking of which, I think it's fine."

After a slight pause, he took a deep breath, and repeated it emphatically, with a slightly accentuated tone: "Because it's you, I think this is good."

Liao Qingshu opened his squinted eyes, but his brain seemed to be soaked in hot water, it was useless at all, so he murmured: "What do you mean?"

Jiufang Ziyan rolled his eyes angrily, knocked on the protective cover again, put more force on his fingers, and said with disgust in his tone, "Pig head! Stupid!"

Liao Qingshu: "..."

After being knocked like this by him, he was finally sober.Recalling what Jiufang Ziyan said just now, Liao Qingshu felt as if she had grasped something, but she didn't seem to fully understand it.He pondered hard under Jiufang Ziyan's feather-like touch, pondered for a long time, and suddenly felt that he had found the answer: "Jiufang, do your words count as..."

Jiufang Ziyan coughed, and said in a low voice, "Say."

"For me... seal it?" Liao Qingshu said uncertainly, "...you are affirming me, is that what you mean? It's like passers-by affirming spiritual monsters who practice cultivation, and dream travelers affirming mountain and sea beasts..."

That kind of significant closure.

"..." Jiufang Ziyan fell silent, and said after a long time, "Is your Chinese taught by a political teacher?"

"What?"

"You can interpret flowers with just a word." Jiufang Ziyan snorted coldly, and continued to pinch Liao Qingshu's body, which made him feel so comfortable that he almost cried out, the tip of his tail trembling uncontrollably.

"Jiufang." Liao Qingshu finally spoke again after a long silence, "Thank you."

"...Thank you for your head."

Jiufang Ziyan once again realized that sometimes he really couldn't understand the fact that the other party's brain circuits, but he didn't realize that for Liao Qingshu, his attitude, in a sense, was really Feng Zheng—because it was you, So that's fine.It doesn't matter if it's a larvae or a mosquito, as long as it's you, it's not too bad.

This is only an affirmation of the existence of "Liao Qingshu", and it is a seal that belongs only to him... Although this seal is indeed a bit unintentional.

But at the moment Jiufang Ziyan is not in the mood to think about these things.He was just slightly annoyed... He thought he had expressed it clearly enough this time.

However, that pig head of Liao Qingshu didn't mean to cooperate at all, he was just immersed in the "Fengzheng" that he had comprehended, and with Jiufang Ziyan's proper caress, the sudden comprehension and the pleasure of the body were superimposed, and the whole body almost floated out. Come on, little flower.

Jiufang Ziyan pursed his lips, listening to the big cat's involuntary purr, his eyes drooped slightly, his eyes suddenly darkened, his fingers slid down the spine, and silently touched the base of the big cat's most sensitive tail .

"Hey, let me ask you. The previous answer, you think..."

——"Bang bang bang."

The slender fingers froze suddenly and stopped at the part where the tail was connected to the body, Jiufang Ziyan's expression was so ugly that he seemed to want to kill someone.

The next second the door opened wide, and Fang Zheyi, who was dressed in soot uniform, stood outside the door with an impatient expression on his face: "Liao Qingshu, are you alive? I have something to ask you!"

Pausing for a few breaths, his eyes turned between the two, and his eyebrows moved upward: "Why, is it inconvenient?"

"..." Jiufang Ziyan's face darkened immediately.

Like an ostrich, she shrank her face into Elizabeth's circle, Liao Qingshu moved her hot ears, and took the opportunity to roll her long tail silently. The brush-like short hair gently swept Jiufang Ziyan's wrist, and slowly circled it. Stopped, and quietly picked it aside.

"..." Then Jiufang Ziyan's face became even darker.