Rebirth depends on you without discussing

Qi Zhongxuan's attitude of letting you ask questions made Zuo Chuan smile awkwardly, thinking about it, but still didn't know how to speak.

It was Qi Zhongxuan who said it first: "Do you want to ask about He Lanque, or about me?"

"Of course it's about you." Zuo Chuan blurted out before he could think, and saw Qi Zhongxuan's teasing face after he finished speaking. He was annoyed, but he also breathed a sigh of relief: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Okay!" Qi Zhongxuan sighed softly: "If you want to ask anything, just ask. If you miss this opportunity, I may not answer you."

Qi Zhongxuan was too serious and had a bit of a teasing smile, but Zuo Chuan was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to ask.

"Since you don't have anything to ask, then I'll start asking you?" Qi Zhongxuan looked at Zuo Chuan and suddenly became nervous, amused in his heart: "If you can ask, I can't?"

"That's not what I mean. I mean, I don't have any secrets. It doesn't matter whether you ask or not!"

Zuo Chuan was a little guilty, if Qi Zhongxuan could recognize him at the first sight when he asked him, and the purpose and reason of always wanting to follow him, Zuo Chuan really didn't know how to answer.

Zuo Chuan's restraint and uneasiness fell into Qi Zhongxuan's eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his lips gradually decreased.

Qi Zhongxuan did know a lot about Zuo Chuan, but he couldn't find out what he wanted to know the most.

"Okay, I don't have anything to ask. Let's talk about it when you want to tell me someday."

Looking at Zuo Chuan's stiff look, Qi Zhongxuan couldn't bear to look at him in trouble, after getting up, he bid farewell to Zuo Chuan: "Okay, you rest, let's go to school together tomorrow."

"Then... good night!" Zuo Chuan watched Qi Zhongxuan leave, and then sat down beside the bed, looking at the clothes put aside, the smile on his face grew stronger.

Zuo Chuan hugged his clothes and dawdled for a long time before he got into the bathroom to take a shower.

Zuo Chuan had just finished taking a shower and was about to dry his hair when he heard a knock on the door.

"The door is unlocked, please come in!" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zuo Chuan poked his head out of the bathroom and saw Qi Zhongxuan walking in with a glass of milk.

"I guess you may have just taken a shower, drink a glass of milk and brush your teeth."

Qi Zhongxuan handed the milk to Zuo Chuan, watched the other party drink it, his eyes fell on Zuo Chuan's wet hair, words of concern naturally overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Come here, I'll blow it up for you."

"No, I'll do it myself." Zuo Chuan saw that Qi Zhongxuan had already taken the hair dryer and scratched his hair, feeling a little embarrassed.

Except that his parents had blow-dried his hair when he was a child, no one helped him to blow-dry his hair.

Qi Zhongxuan was nearly a head taller than Zuo Chuan, and the height was just right when his hair was blown.

Qi Zhongxuan's hands were very gentle, and he stroked Zuo Chuan's soft hair one by one. The hot and cold wind blowing over his scalp brought a warm feeling.

Zuo Chuan looked at the two tall and short people in the mirror, especially when he saw Qi Zhongxuan's serious face, his heart felt warm, and his lips could not help but purse.

"Okay!" Qi Zhongxuan touched Zuo Chuan's hair which was seven to eight dry, and put away the hair dryer.

"Don't blow it too dry, it's not good for hair quality. After ten minutes of sleep, it's just dry."

Zuo Chuan raised his hand to touch his hair, it was soft and smooth.

"It turns out that there is still this particularity in blow-drying hair. I never stop blowing until it is dry."

Zuo Chuan turned his head and bumped into Qi Zhongxuan's body, the top of his head hit Qi Zhongxuan's chin, and there was a bang immediately.

Hearing Qi Zhongxuan's muffled groan, and seeing Qi Zhongxuan covering his lips in pain, Zuo Chuan became anxious: "How is it? Does it hurt? Take your hand away and let me see!"

Qi Zhongxuan did not let go, but shook his head at Zuo Chuan, then turned around and spat blood at the sink.

"Zhongxuan?" Zuo Chuan didn't expect to be so powerful, and guilt grew in his heart.

"It's okay, it's just that I was bitten by my teeth and bit the corner of my lip." Qi Zhongxuan rinsed his mouth, felt the blood from the corner of his lip stopped, and then looked at Zuo Chuan from the mirror.

Zuo Chuan raised his hand to hold Qi Zhongxuan's chin, and asked anxiously: "Open your mouth, let me see where the injury is?"

Qi Zhongxuan was confused by Zuo Chuan, looked into Zuo Chuan's serious eyes, and opened his lips slightly.

Zuo Chuan saw the corner of Qi Zhongxuan's lips oozing blood again, and his face suddenly became heavy: "Why is it so powerful! It must be very painful."

Qi Zhongxuan shook his head, turned his head to the sink and spit a few more mouthfuls, then took a glass of water and rinsed his mouth several times, the blood streaks gradually decreased.

"It's okay, I'll just go back and apply some medicine." Looking at Zuo Chuan's worried and self-blame eyes, Qi Zhongxuan originally wanted to comfort Zuo Chuan with a smile, but he never wanted to pull the wound on the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but gasped. Take a breath.

"Where is the medicine, I'll help you apply it." Zuo Chuan became anxious, worried that Qi Zhongxuan would not be able to take the medicine by himself, so he asked and wanted to apply medicine to Qi Zhongxuan.

"It's okay, I'll just go back and look in the mirror by myself, you go to bed first." Qi Zhongxuan comforted Zuo Chuan, and he didn't go out until the other party's mood stabilized.

Looking at the closed door, Zuo Chuan sighed with self-blame, why did he accidentally hurt someone like this?

After much deliberation, Zuo Chuan was still uneasy. As soon as he went out, he saw the butler come out of Qi Zhongxuan's room.

"Mr. Zuo, you haven't rested yet!" Zuo Chuan nodded and smiled at the housekeeper, "I'm going to bed right away, I'll come and see Zhongxuan."

"Oh, the young master is fine. I just sent the ointment to the young master. If you are worried, you can go and see for yourself."

Regarding Qi Zhongxuan biting the corner of his mouth, the butler couldn't figure it out, and seeing Zuo Chuan's anxious look, he became even more puzzled.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll go back and rest." There were too many people probing in the housekeeper's gaze, which made Zuo Chuan desperately want to escape.

Seeing Zuo Chuan hurriedly hiding in the room, the housekeeper frowned in doubt, shook his head slightly and left.

Zuo Chuan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, always thinking about the injured corner of Qi Zhongxuan's mouth, and thinking about it, he thought of the blood clot on Qi Zhongxuan's head, and he became even more worried...

In a daze, Zuo Chuan still fell asleep.

In the dream, the blood on Qi Zhongxuan's body became more and more thick, and Zuo Chuan desperately tried to stop the bleeding, but he couldn't stop it.

Looking at the surging blood, Zuo Chuan screamed in horror, and then sat up from the bed all at once, with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart beat wildly and irregularly.