lend me a bite

The cold fingertips are resting on the palm, the slender five fingers have distinct knuckles, and the place where the fingers are slightly curved is faintly bruised, which may be due to just hitting it, so it is not obvious, it is only because the skin is too white that it appears this way.

Shan Qiye lightly touched the wound with his fingertips, and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?" His voice was low, as if speaking loudly would scare the wound.

Qin Yimu: "No."

After speaking, he withdrew his hand.

Qin Yimu said, "Go to sleep."

Shan Qiye shook his head, "I'm not sleepy anymore." He sat down on the side, took Qin Yimu's hand again, placed it on his lap, kneaded it lightly with two fingers, said yes, It's just circling back and forth with the fingertips.

Maybe that would ease the pain a little.

However, the actual effect was negligible. Seeing the bruises on the back of his fair hand, Shan Qiye couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He turned sideways and asked, "Master, how long is it?"

The driver said, "Hurry up, about ten minutes."

Shan Qiye sighed inwardly, looking at his bruised hand, he couldn't help rubbing it for him.

——It hurts just to look at it.

But Qin Yimu's face was indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who was injured.

Dan Qiye was afraid that he might hurt his bones, so he said cautiously, "Why don't you... go to the hospital."

Qin Yimu withdrew his hand instantly, as if to confirm that his hand was fine and not injured, he put his arms around Shan Qiye and pressed it on his shoulder, looked ahead, and said coldly, "Sleep."

Shan Qiye: "..."

Is it such a hardcore hypnosis?

Heart-warming is heart-warming, but it's a bit useless.

Turning his head and escaping from under his hands, Shan Qiye rubbed his neck and said, "If you feel unwell, remember to go to the hospital."

"Ah."

No matter how you listen to this response, it feels perfunctory.

Shan Qiye sighed, grabbed his hand and continued to rub it for him.

After repeating the same movement for a long time, Shan Qiye's fingers also felt a little sore. He opened his stiff five fingers and then curled them up again. After several repetitions, he felt that the numbness in his hands had recovered. At this moment, the driver also stopped. car.

The driver turned his head and said to them: "Student, we're here." He opened the door and got out, went around to the trunk to help them with their luggage.

Shan Qiye stretched his waist and said, "I'm going to sleep when I get back to the hotel, the kind that sleeps right away."

Qin Yimu gave him a sideways look, but didn't speak.

Sensing his gaze, Shan Qiye was taken aback for a moment, then touched his face with a smile, measured it, and showed off his perfect profile, "Does it look good?"

It's like a peacock with its tail open, flicking its tail feathers desperately, trying to attract Qin Yimu's attention.

Qin Yimu opened the car door in silence, and a 'bang' sound cut off all possibility of Shan Qiye continuing to speak.

Shan Qiye quickly came down from the other side, "What are you doing so fast at the same table, I won't eat you."

While talking, the figure in front of him suddenly stopped, and Shan Qiye couldn't dodge and bumped into it directly, "Hey..." He touched the tip of his nose, sucked his nose and felt his eye sockets were wet——the physical pain caused by the pain tears.

"What's the matter with you at the same table." As soon as the words were finished, Qin Yimu turned slightly sideways, and Shan Qiye's eyes fell on the head teacher in front of him, and he quickly stepped back from behind the tablemate, and said, "Hello, teacher. "

Wu Xiuqin raised her head slightly, "Take your luggage and go back to the hotel first, I have something to talk to Qin Yimu about."

Shan Qiye glanced sideways quietly, trying to see from Qin Yimu's face what he said differently from the head teacher, but Qin Yimu's iceberg face didn't move, and he didn't move his eyes, he said helplessly: "Okay .”

It's just that he couldn't help being curious, what is it with Qin Yimu?

During the military training, the instructor kept looking for Qin Yimu, why now that he came out, the class teacher started looking for him again.

If it's about the competition, he should be called to join him. I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that Qin Yimu has something to hide from him.

……Do not.

Qin Yimu was hiding many things from him.

Shan Qiye watched Qin Yimu and the class teacher leave, he was about to get his luggage, when suddenly, Qin Yimu glanced at him, the movement was very light, and he even had the illusion of 'he just moved randomly' , but Shan Qiye felt that he was looking at himself.

For a person like Qin Yimu who is emotionally restrained, in many cases, his eyes are the only emotion he communicates with.

Maybe it was because he was far away, Shan Qiye couldn't see Qin Yimu's eyes clearly, he smiled and waved his hands at him, as if two children had achieved the achievement of holding hands under the teacher's watch, nervous and excited.

He said silently: I'll go buy some delicious food and wait for you to come back!

Qin Yimu raised his head imperceptibly, and immediately turned around to keep up with the teacher who was half a step behind.

Shan Qiye thought with a smile, my deskmate is so cute.

The driver unloaded the suitcase, and when he looked up, he saw Shan Qiye smirking towards the door of the hotel. He touched Shan Qiye's arm and asked, "Student, do you still want your luggage?"

"Ah? Yes, of course." Shan Qiye took the luggage and said, "Thank you."

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The bottom shops on both sides of the hotel are mostly restaurants and supermarkets. The display boards displayed outside with big pictures of the dishes make people salivate just by looking at them. When Shan Qiye walked towards the hotel with his suitcase , I have thought about what kind of meal to arrange for Qin Yimu after a while.

After receiving the room number plate, Shan Qiye walked around the lobby and planned to take the elevator up.

Before he could take a step forward, he heard the sound of arguing next to him.

There were not many people in the hotel at this time, and the lobby was empty, making it seem that the voice over there was loud and echoing.

Shan Qiye didn't intend to gossip about these things, and was about to leave, when suddenly he saw a person pushed out of the small door of the room.

Shan Qiye's pupils shrank suddenly - it was Qin Yimu.

Only 10 minutes apart.

The originally meticulous shirt had a few buttons missing, and the neckline was spread wantonly, looking a little embarrassed. Qin Yimu leaned against the wall behind him, with his head slightly lowered, and he didn't make any move of resistance, but his complexion was paler than usual a bit.

Unknowingly when the luggage in his hand was released, Shan Qiye walked towards Qin Yimu with a solemn expression.

The person who pushed him out from the door refused to let go, and shouted something in a broken voice. When she got excited, she even raised her hand at Qin Yimu!

The head teacher chased him out from behind, "Ms. Luo, please calm down."

The man turned a deaf ear, and pushed the head teacher away to attack.

"Stop?!" Shan Qiye yelled sharply, and rushed forward to block Qin Yimu behind him. He looked at the woman in front of him with a gloomy expression, and gritted his teeth, "You dare to touch him and try."

Ms. Luo's raised palms paused in the air, and her dazed face looked a little silly—she was frightened by the sudden appearance of Shan Qiye.

Seeing the hostile young man in front of her, Ms. Luo swallowed nervously, slowly curled up her fingers, put down her hand and clutched her handbag, her bluish fingertips seemed to be cheering herself up, "You Who is he?"

"I……"

"Go back." Qin Yimu's hand rested on his shoulder, and a icy chill came from it, and it seemed that even his voice was covered with frost.

Shan Qiye turned slightly sideways, met Qin Yimu's deep eyes, and his breath suddenly stopped, and he said softly, "Same table?"

The moment his eyes dodged, he was extremely embarrassed, Qin Yimu repeated: "Go back."

Before Shan Qiye could speak, Ms. Luo kept looking at the two of them back and forth, and after a while she sneered, "Are you still afraid that he will know? Haha, why are you shameless? If you knew this, why did you do it in the first place? !"

At that moment, Qin Yimu's hands on his shoulders were clenched violently. His hands were strong, and his shoulders hurt a little, but his face didn't show any signs of it. Shan Qiye raised his hand and patted Qin Yimu. hand, silently comforting.

Shan Qiye pursed his lips, "Be careful what you say!"

Wu Xiuqin didn't want to make this matter a big deal, she interjected at the right opportunity, "Shan Qiye, don't meddle in this matter, go back to your room first."

"Where are you going?" Ms. Luo's eyes turned cold, "You and Qin Yimu are friends? If I remember correctly, you should be his new acquaintance in Kawaroe City. If so, do you know why he would Came to Kawaroe City? Do you know why he left his home and traveled thousands of miles to go to school in another city?"

Every time he said a word, Qin Yimu's breathing became a little heavy.

It was rare for Shan Qiye to see Qin Yimu in such a mood, he couldn't help leaning back, and gently patted his chest up and down with one hand behind his back.

This movement twisted his arms a little, which was uncomfortable, Qin Yimu pulled his hand down and held it tightly in his palm.

Shan Qiye didn't struggle, just said: "Speak directly, what's wrong with you who are half-hidden?"

"You..." Ms. Luo narrowed her eyes to hide her anger, and said, "Qin Yimu was forced to mark underage Omega in his original school, and was ordered to drop out of school by the school. This incident has already spread in the junior high school. You don’t know, don’t you?” Her voice was soft but inexplicably sharp, with malicious banter, and her cold eyes seemed to be waiting to see their jokes.

Qin Yimu's palms were icy cold, he raised his eyes instantly when he heard this sentence, and stared maliciously at Ms. Shang Luo, and the next moment, Shan Qiye moved sideways to block his sight.

Qin Yimu's grip was tight, and Shan Qiye drew a few circles on his wrist with the only finger that could move. It had no other meaning, just to help her relax.

Shan Qiye raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, as if watching a clown with a red nose jumping around in front of him, "Aunt."

Ms. Luo wished she could gnaw half of her silver teeth, "What did you call me?"

Wu Xiuqin frowned, and looked at Shan Qiye with disapproval.

At this time, you shouldn't provoke her.

However, Shan Qiye's attitude was contemptuous, and he didn't pay attention to this Ms. Luo at all. He slowly stepped forward, and being half a head taller than Ms. Luo gave her a suffocating sense of oppression at the right time.

Ms. Luo backed away tremblingly, "You, what do you want to do?"

He only took a few steps forward, and the man was almost scared out of his wits. Shan Qiye snorted coldly, "Your clumsy acting skills are not worthy of your well-prepared lines."

Facing Ms. Luo's eyes that widened suddenly, Shan Qiye slowly clenched his fists, and there was a crisp sound of "click" between the bends of each joint, and Shan Qiye's voice seemed to have a murderous blade, "I don't like Qin Yimu is such a gentleman."

—— "Guess, how many punches can you withstand from me?"