accompany me

He Yi still doesn't know that his subconscious behavior is not in line with his previous image, he looks like a quail with his head buried in his head, in Chi Yang's eyes he just finds it cute and inexplicable.

Still have to get used to the patient, he thought so, he stretched out his arms to hug He Yi, and threatened with his tried and tested words: "I'll kiss you if I don't say anything, huh?"

"...It's nothing," He Yi's voice came over after a while, a little muffled, "I just think you won't."

"You can't bear it."

This time, his positioning for himself is fairly correct.Chi Yang laughed, turned his back on his word, lowered his head and bit his earlobe like a fool, and replied vaguely: "Well, I can't bear it."

I think twice about everything related to you, and I am reluctant to take half a step.

He lifted He Yi's chin caressingly, took out the little quail, and touched the corner of his mouth: "Then tell me, why am I reluctant?"

He Yi looked into his eyes, his eyes were attracted by the corners of his eyes, he was a little dazed, and at a certain moment, he seemed to be blessed in his heart-whether the standard answer is "because you love me", he thought.

It was a whim that had never happened before.

"Because you..." He still didn't finish, looking away, feeling that such words should not come out of his own mouth.

But Chi Yang seemed to have a tacit understanding with him.

The opponent's hand poked in from under the hem of his clothes, full of possessiveness - control - blatantly squeezed his butterfly bone, from the back along the spine all the way down, covering a part of his lower back. Small pieces of skin.

He Yi struggled subconsciously: "You—"

The other party babbled and whispered into his ear, "Because I like you."

"I love you."

This is the first time I fell in love with a person like this, because he gave birth to a boundless desire for protection and cautiousness that I couldn't understand.

He Yi only took one day off after being ill this time.

The head teacher couldn't contact him, but he had to take the initiative to contact the head teacher. After taking the medicine, he still called and briefly explained the reason why he was absent from class for no reason. But when it happened to him, the teacher would only give a few more words of concern, ponder for a moment rather hesitantly, and ask him what happened at home.

"Well, it's nothing." When he said this, his tone was very light, and he took a sip of warm water from Chi Yang's hand, and then his eyes became soft, and he lowered his eyes and didn't know where to look. "They have been at odds for a long time, It should be a divorce by agreement, nothing."

As if to say the last sentence in such an understatement and whitewashing, all his nightmares in the first 19 years fell apart, was swept away, and became an old thing that is difficult for others to touch.

He should have been sad, but Chi Yang was very restless, he would come over to tease him after hearing him say a few words, he had to drink the water he was fed to his mouth, and he could only accept the hug he offered.

At the end of the phone call, he had already been completely surrounded by someone in his arms, his chin was resting on the other person's shoulders with distinct bones and a bit hard, his body temperature was close to each other, and he could faintly hear Chi Yang's breathing with a smile.

"Well, okay, thank you teacher." He Yi wrapped his hands around the other party's hair, feeling that it was a bit sticky to the touch, like a large animal, very interesting, and his tone unconsciously relaxed, "It's okay, I'll go back to school tomorrow... umm , it's okay, it's almost better..."

"goodbye teacher."

"Finished?"

"Well," He Yi coughed lightly, took half a glass of water and drank it slowly, "Go back tomorrow."

"Then go to bed early." Chi Yang glanced at the time, suddenly remembered something, and asked him again, "Then what, when the male protagonists in TV dramas are sick, someone will make lunch for them. Do you want to..."

His tone was surprisingly serious, and the content of his words was not normal, making it difficult to tell whether he was joking for a while—at least He Yi was in a daze, and subconsciously said softly: "No, I don't really want to continue drinking. Congee... Well, you can accompany me to the cafeteria tomorrow."

Euphemistically, Chi Yang almost thought that he was going to say "thank you" again.

"You're kidding," he said after being touched on the head for a long time, thinking that he might have some kind of illness, but he actually tasted a little happiness from He Yi's natural movements, "Go to bed, it's getting late——I still want to sleep in my bed ?"

He Yi obviously wanted to say "It's okay, I'll go back to sleep on the sofa".

But Chi Yang didn't give him this chance, he picked him up like a child, moved him to his bed and put it away, and motioned him to lie down: "Two options, sleep in my bed, or sleep with me in my bed , choose yourself."

He Yi: "..."

"Why this expression?" Chi Yang raised his hand and flicked his forehead, the movement was not heavy, but it seemed to be a dick, "Do you know how many people wanted to sleep in my bed before?"

He Yi glanced at him, unexpectedly displeased, frowned slightly, and asked, "How much?"

Well, more than a dozen, more than twenty, maybe it should be calculated on a monthly basis.

Chi Yang looked at his face, he was rarely stuck, his thoughts roughly swept across the memory, and then flashed back unnaturally: "...not many, maybe a few dozen."

After finishing speaking, he quickly added: "It's not my personal charm, what, it's mainly because I've been around for a long time, the people in those places...you may not know, but in fact they only want to have sex, and don't care much about who the partner is... ..."

He Yi was noncommittal, sat down beside his bed, and commented: "You are very attractive."

In fact, he seldom talks to people so bluntly, and his teasing is often tactful. When he said this, he seemed to be losing his temper. Chi Yang was flattered by his suspected jealous reaction, and felt that he couldn't find it, so he still couldn't bear it. Keep teasing him: "Don't be angry... Brother, when did you learn to be jealous, huh?"

He Yi raised his head and looked at him, standing and sitting, from his angle he could only see the backlit silhouette of the other party, and the faint smile in his eyes.This scene is a bit familiar, but I can't tell where I saw it——He Yi thought surprisingly rationally, oh, so this is called jealousy.

I don't want to hear him talk about past feelings, and I don't want to look directly at the life of the other party I'm absent from.

He even had some unrealistic thoughts, such as if he had met Chi Yang earlier, would he have changed something so that he could no longer say these words in such a grand manner.

Not a sudden realization, but like a pleasant surprise.

——As for why he felt unhappy this time, he can also give a very clear explanation: he doesn't mind who the other party has loved, what he has done for others, and even respects Chi Yang. I feel bitter about having missed the other person's experience and not being able to fully understand it.

His focus is not on "how many people want to sleep in my bed", but on "do you know"-this seems to him to be provocative, but it is an unchangeable fact.

So he nodded and admitted frankly: "Well, yes, you taught."

Chi Yang would indeed deliberately tease him, talking about sensitive topics that should not be brought up between lovers. From love history to ex, he gradually accepted the other party's unusually calm reaction. At this time, he was a little surprised that He Yi suddenly became enlightened, and regretted it.

He talked too much in the past, what can he do if he digs up the old scores in the future.

Fortunately, He Yi didn't intend to delve into it, and the displeasure passed quickly. Instead, he seemed to be deliberately teasing him. Seeing that he didn't answer, he continued on his own: "Dozens, then did you agree?"

"How is it possible?" Chi Yang patted his head, trying to appease his sudden enlightenment, "...well, it's true, not once, I'm not interested in them."

After all, He Yi's illness has not fully healed. He used to look thin and without edges. Now that he has a low fever, he looks even less sharp. When he touched his head, he unconsciously pasted it, but he still didn't speak well Polite: "Why not, there are so many people, there is always someone you like..."

"Not one." Chi Yang said the truth this time. He was so serious that he couldn't even imagine it. He followed He Yi's words, "Really, you are the first...so I like people."

He Yi seemed to have heard the answer he wanted, and gave a soft "hmm" and stopped pursuing it.

He knows now, he's the first, it starts with him.

He can gradually understand the experiences he missed, and he can try to learn the things he can't understand. As long as Chi Yang is willing to say it, it doesn't matter.

He hugged Chi Yang's waist restrainedly, raised his head and said to him: "I'm going to wash up and go to bed, good night."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Just now you asked me to choose... If the chair is uncomfortable, you can sleep together."

Chi Yang: "..."

"Forget it," he looked at He Yi in silence for a moment, unable to see anything complicated from those clear black eyes, so he sighed resignedly, "You sleep on your own, don't worry about me .”

Seeing that He Yi still wanted to decline, he said, "I can't sleep with you...Really, you still want something to happen, huh?"

He Yi is not stupid, when it comes to this, he can react no matter what: "Then you..."

"Tonight, right now, you still have a fever," Chi Yang bent down, seeming to threaten sincerely, "Although I feel guilty and regretful for making you angry just now, at most I can be gentler—just a little bit Son, what really happened, I don't think you can hold on, it would be too inhuman."

"...Then feel free," He Yi looked away, and casually pointed in the direction of the computer desk, "Over there, feel free, I'm going to wash up."

Chi Yang laughed, as if he couldn't help overflowing from the bottom of his throat, he was hoarse like a cat purring: "It's too much, brother, you are so decisive."

"then you……"

"It's fine to be too hard on me, I'll resist," he stopped He Yi who was about to get up, without letting go of his arm, and said sincerely, "You can also be too hard on others, you don't have to be so good-tempered... ...Didn't I say it before, I wish you had a little temper, it's cute."

It was obvious that He Yi was the one with the fever, but the temperature of the palm of the other party was too high, hot and ironing, which made him flinch subconsciously, and then slowly relax.

At that moment, he really wanted to say, that's too impolite, even between lovers, it shouldn't be like this, at least you can't make trouble for no reason.

But in the next second, he thought again, the so-called "jealousy" emotion just now is really not considered vexatious, or making a fuss out of a molehill.

He seemed to really want to find something to pester Chi Yang, seeing how he was coaxing him carefully, like taming a wolf in the wilderness, letting it bend down to become his mount, it would only be gentle and gentle Swirl around him and give him cozy hugs.

Maybe when it comes to love, it's just so illogical and fussy.

So he cleared his throat unnaturally, swallowed what he wanted to say, and nodded as Chi Yang wished.

"Go to bed early," he said, "I remember, good night."

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