boyfriend died again

The scales painted with mysterious totems were pressed on the bright window. Ji Chuanliao opened his lips slightly, put the tip of his index finger against the sharp canine teeth, and pressed with a little force. The blood beads that came out smeared on the scales, and then whispered a single syllable with unknown meaning.

In an instant, everything was silent, and the scales in the center of the window disappeared.

There was no more noise, He Jiaze quickly fell asleep again, Ji Chuanliao lay down again, and the two of them slept until ten o'clock before waking up.

He Jiaze was puzzled by this: "Why did you wake up so late?" Normally, Ji Chuanliao would get everything ready before he woke up, but today was a special case.

Ji Chuanliao's mental state is obviously not good, his expression is lazy, and his voice is deeper than usual: "Insomnia at night."

He Jiaze originally wanted to hang the towel back to its original place, but the movement stopped halfway, and then put the towel on the washstand: "Maintaining a certain amount of exercise is good for sleep, but most of the time I sleep well, even if I can sleep without moving every day, and sleep for a long time." Especially after he lost his eyesight, he was too bored and spent most of his time sleeping.

Ji Chuanliao walked behind him, closed the bathroom door, and said, "Excessive exercise made me wake up later than you."

Hearing this, He Jiaze glanced under Ji Chuanliao unobtrusively: "Exercising while I'm asleep? Probably all male creatures will have such a period of time, overdrawing and hurting their bodies." He sat down and was caught by Ji Chuanliao On the seat pulled out from under the dining table, he put his elbows on the edge of the table, propped his palms on the side of his face, and said, "You don't have to hide from me to do this kind of thing, you can ask me to come with you."

Ji Chuanliao, who walked to the cooking table, turned his head and glanced at him, and said in an uncertain tone, "I want you to come with me? You are not suitable for this kind of physical work."

He Jiaze raised his eyebrows: "Why isn't it suitable? I like to do 'manual work' with you, not to mention there is no other way of entertainment for me to choose."

The square glass has rounded four corners, and it was washed extremely clean and transparent by Ji Chuanliao. After draining the water drops in the glass, Ji Chuanliao opened the refrigerator, took out the milk put in the night before, poured it into the glass, and poured it into the glass again. A lot of maple syrup was mixed in it before putting it in He Jiaze's hand.

He thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I really think you can't do it."

He Jiaze was displeased: "Be careful what you say. I am healthy except for my eyes. There is nothing wrong with me. We have done it together before."

Ji Chuanliao asked suspiciously, "Do we have any?"

He Jiaze: "You are such a scumbag." He picked up the glass, sipped the ice milk in the glass, and shook his head: "Add some maple syrup to me. Even if it takes a long time for this kind of thing, it can't be regarded as nothing. It happened, and it’s all your fault, I’m the one who should suspect you.”

Ji Chuanliao: "???" There seemed to be something wrong, he picked up the bottle of maple syrup, poured a little more into the glass, and at the same time tried to justify himself: "I was busy for most of the night last night, I was alone Man, from the time you went to sleep until three o'clock, let that tree stand up again."

He Jiaze said: "It took so long to stand up. It didn't take so long when we were together before. Are you really okay?" Pure milk with maple syrup is more delicious, and he can drink a whole cup of it. Drink it clean in a short time, "Maybe you call me together, and standing up is a matter of minutes."

Ji Chuanliao propped his hands on the edge of the table: "Even if I ask you to come together, I will still be busy with it from the beginning to the end, and it's not interesting at all."

He Jiaze: "Is it because you haven't had a good time before, or is your waist weak? I can be on top."

The egg liquid was poured into the hot pan with a sizzling sound.

Ji Chuanliao held the spatula in one hand, and said, "Put weight on it? What's so exciting about this kind of thing, and I'm not at the point where I'm going to lose my waist because of it."

He Jiaze: "Are you sexually frigid? Do you know what people relied on for entertainment before there were no mobile phones and computers? They would create a lot of children."

Ji Chuanliao paused, tilted his head, and thought carefully: "I don't think we are talking about the same thing." The omelette in the pan was overheated, and the egg liquid on the surface had completely solidified. Ji Chuanliao quickly moved the spatula.

He Jiaze didn't understand, so: "I'm talking about you exercising too much late at night, isn't it?"

Ji Chuanliao put the plated tamagoyaki on the dining table: "It's not the kind of exercise you think. After breakfast, I'll take you to watch it...you'll know when you come with me."

The thick egg roast was neatly cut into chunks by the spatula, Ji Chuanliao tied a piece with a fork, and handed it to He Jiaze's mouth.

He Jiaze swallowed the chewed food and commented, "It's over."

Ji Chuanliao: "It's noon soon, you should eat something to fill your belly."

He Jiaze has long been fed up with an appetite, and he is overly picky about what he eats. Most of the restaurants he liked to go to before meeting Yan Ji are difficult for him to see now.

This plate of thick fried eggs was still delicious, but He Jiaze got up and left the table after eating two or three pieces: "Where are you going to take me?"

After Ji Chuanliao put the plate into the sink, he turned around and walked to He Jiaze, held his wrist, and led him outside: "It's something you've been waiting for for a long time."

He Jiaze then stepped forward and said, "It seems that we are not thinking about the same thing." Otherwise, Ji Chuanliao should not be dragging him to go elsewhere, but should take off his pants.

Walking out of the house, He Jiaze knew what Ji Chuanliao said was the "something he had been waiting for a long time", and he couldn't ignore the shade of trees above his head.

No wonder he felt that today was cloudy.

Ji Chuanliao brought He Jiaze under the tree pole, took his hand and put them on the dry bark together: "This is the tree from yesterday." He looked at He Jiaze's expression and asked, "Are you happy? "

He Jiaze raised the corners of his mouth, and said with an awkward smile, "Ha... I just said why it was so noisy this morning." He withdrew his hand, and He Jiaze maintained this unnatural smile, "I can't believe you really put This tree is here, were you busy with this last night? It's really a tree..."

Ji Chuanliao: "Don't you really want this tree?"

He Jiaze said: "Hmm... this tree is very good, I like it very much."

Ji Chuanliao frowned: "But you don't look very happy."

He Jiaze: "I don't have one. I like it very much. It's just that this tree is very noisy now. With such a big tree, in summer there will definitely be a lot of cicadas, blah, blah, blah, blah."

Ji Chuanliao said: "Close the doors and windows tightly and there will be no noise."

He Jiaze: "But we can't close the windows all year round, can we? It also blocks the sunlight."

Ji Chuanliao was a little discouraged, He Jiaze made such a request the day before, and he just followed his instructions, trying to please him, but the result was unsatisfactory, he asked: "Then what should we do now? "

He Jiaze: "Actually, what you said yesterday was right, we should let it stay where it is. I'm going to go back to catch up on sleep. When you come back from work, we can sleep together for a day." He walked around Ji Chuanliao with one hand With a slight force on his neck, after Ji Chuanliao lowered his head, he asked him for a kiss.

Ji Chuanliao sighed, nodded, and after sending He Jiaze back to the bedroom, he started working on the Tree-moving 2.0 project.

The matter of Yan Ling probably really existed, or maybe it was the lack of sleep that made his body dull. As He Jiaze said, he moved a tree to the waist.

After tossing and tossing for so long, Ji Chuanliao was exhausted. After returning to the house, he fell down on the sofa with his hands on his waist. Originally, he just wanted to lie down and relax, but after a while, he fell asleep completely. past.

After arriving on the island, He Jiaze developed the habit of taking a nap. Every day after lunch, he would sleep with Ji Chuanliao until the afternoon.

But when He Jiaze came back to the cage and woke up, he did not see Ji Chuanliao calling him to go down for lunch, and there was no sign of Ji Chuanliao in the bedroom. building.

After seeing the large animal that was sleeping soundly in the main room, his heart was lifted back to the original place.

He Jiaze hid behind the paper sliding door, quietly looking at the giant that overwhelmed the sofa. The shrunken little monster in his memory always liked to coil his body into a circle when he slept, but today, somehow, it The long body stretched into a straight stick, dominating the entire main room.

grown up a lot...

It seemed that it would not wake up for a while, He Jiaze waited and watched for a while, then tiptoed over to it, and slowly sat down next to it.

He whispered two words in an extremely small voice: "Good afternoon." After that, he closed his eyes, leaned against the living wall, and fell asleep again.

Until nightfall, I never even felt hungry.

Sleep can help Ji Chuanliao recover his physical strength and effectively heal himself. When he woke up, he habitually wanted to turn over, but found that there was something small and warm behind him, and he didn't know it. When did the prototype appear.

It was already dark, and Ji Chuanliao was a little annoyed. He Jiaze had only eaten a little food since morning. In Ji Chuanliao's perception, people can't stand hunger, especially those he likes.

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This sleep was very comfortable. When He Jiaze was awakened by the shaking, the corners of his mouth were still raised. He opened his eyes, and a face that seemed to be carved out of fine detail came into view, and the coldness behind him was a little cold. The tactility of toughness is still there.

Ji Chuanliao stretched out his hand and helped the sleepy He Jiaze up: "Get up and eat something."

He Jiaze turned his head and looked behind him, there was a giant water pillow that he got from somewhere... It can't be called a pillow anymore, maybe it should be called a big water brick.

Ji Chuanliao: "Are your eyes better?"