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Qianye's home is relatively close to the studio, and it doesn't take a few minutes to drive there. When he got home, Qianye didn't take a shower immediately, but rummaged through the boxes, not knowing what he was looking for.

Seeing him throwing things everywhere, he will throw things all over the house in the next step, Jiang Lie held down his troublesome hand in time: "Brother, what are you looking for?"

Qianye glanced at him: "Medical kit."

"I know where it is," Jiang Lie nodded suddenly, took his hand, and led him to the correct place where the medicine box was placed, "Look, it's here."

Qianye was silent for a second while facing the kitchen cabinet door, and said logically, "Since you know, then you should apply some medicine yourself."

Jiang Lie glanced at the mess outside, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, let's make a deal, shall we?"

"what?"

"You apply the medicine for me, and I'll help you pack your things."

"Not good," Qianye shook his head, put his hand on Jiang Lie's shoulder, and said with a smile, "You live with me, and helping me organize things is considered rent."

"..."

Resignedly, Jiang Lie opened the medicine box, took out the spray, and prepared to be self-reliant.

He lowered his brows and eyes, always looking a little bit grievanced, Qianye felt that his grievances were very unreasonable, whoever asked him to stick his tongue in, let anyone face the extra things in his mouth that did not belong to him, the first The reaction is to bite down, right?

There was no mirror outside, and Jiang Lie didn't bother to look for it, so he took off the cap of the spray and prepared to use it.

Qianye asked: "Can you see the wound like this?"

"It's okay, it's not important." Jiang Lie said indifferently, sounding like he didn't care about his injury at all.

Qianye paused: "Are you pretending to be pitiful to me?"

"Well," Jiang Lie admitted frankly, and said pitifully, "I only have you, brother, if you don't want me, then I don't want myself either."

"...You just got your tongue bitten, not terminally ill." Qianye complained, but took the spray in his hand, "Open your mouth."

The place where Qianye bit was a little bit behind the tip of the tongue, which was relatively biased. After such a long time, the bleeding had already stopped, but it still looked a little deep.

After Qianye carefully sprayed him with the medicine, he habitually wanted to touch his hair, stretched out his hand and then retracted it, but finally gave up this thought: "Don't do this in the future."

Jiang Lie paused for a while, then asked slowly: "What does 'this' mean?"

"None of that."

"I can't do it." Jiang Lie raised his eyes, because he was almost sitting on the table because of the spraying, "Brother, when I kiss you, do you feel sick?"

Qianye thought about it, when Jiang Lie broke in, he didn't expect him to be so bold except for the unexpected accident, and he was unfamiliar with Jiang Lie's tongue.

Disgusting?It seems that there is not. If I have to say it, it may be a little awkward, because it is too familiar.

But if you say that, it should be easy to give Jiang Lie hope.

He nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Lie felt that he didn't understand, his eyes flickered blankly, and then he understood the meaning of the word come.

He was like a wilderness swept by a tenth-level gust of wind, sweeping away a field of dry grass, revealing the messy inner soil.

He turned his eyes hastily, and said with difficulty: "...that's it."

But within a few seconds, his eyes were still red: "Then I...I have nothing to do, brother."

"Even if you disgust me, I still... I still like you." Jiang Lie spoke slowly and in a low voice, because he didn't have more strength to keep it as if nothing had happened.

Disgusted by the person he loves the most, even Jiang Lie can't keep calm.

At this moment, Qianye inevitably remembered the past.

It was when Jiang Lie was in the third grade of primary school, neither too old nor too young, and there was a parent-teacher meeting after the mid-term exam, and the parents of other students went, and Qianye's parents happened to be busy with a very important matter , couldn't find time to come here, so I had to ask Qianye to do it for me.

Qianye had no objection. When he entered the classroom, he was surrounded by a group of children who asked him which family he was from, why he was so good-looking, and if he had a girlfriend.

Qianye smiled and said, "I am Jiang Lie's brother."

A child said in surprise: "Wow! Jiang Lie never told us that he has an older brother!"

"Is that so? Maybe it's because I'm so good-looking. He's afraid that you will be jealous of him."

The kid was amused by him: "We are not jealous!"

After the parent-teacher meeting, the other parents went out first, and Qianye was left behind by the head teacher to listen to the teacher talk about Jiang Lie's situation.

The teacher said that Jiang Lie basically didn't speak in the classroom, worried that he might be autistic, and hoped that his family would pay more attention to his emotions.

Qianye was a little surprised, because Jiang Lie wouldn't do this at home, but the teacher didn't need to lie to him like this, so he nodded, expressing that he would definitely pay attention.

When he went out, he saw a group of children playing. The parents looked at their children gently and tolerantly with smiles on their faces. Among so many people, Jiang Lie was the only one sitting on the steps, looking down at the children. Grass.

Children can also feel lonely.

Jiang Lie is much more lonely than ordinary children.

Qianye felt a wet return to the south, a lingering sourness in his heart.

He walked over, leaned over and tapped his forehead, and asked softly, "Little devil, why are you here alone?"

He didn't use any force, but Jiang Lie still covered his head: "...I'm waiting for you."

I'm waiting for you.

He heard this sentence many times later.

For the convenience of spraying, Jiang Lie was almost sitting on the table. After he finished speaking, he was silent for a while, as if he was trying to gather strength to stand up, but probably the time was too short, and Qianye still saw him before he was ready. Shaked a bit.

Many times before, Qianye would suddenly jump on Jiang Lie, make him carry her on his back, or scare him from behind, but he never saw him lose his footing.

"I'm going to bed, good night, brother." Jiang Lie passed him and said the same sentence as usual, with the same tone of nostalgia for him.

The sound was so soft it was almost inaudible.

Do you want to stop him?

Or just let him think so?

What will be the difference between the two?Will Jiang Lie give up at this point, or even if he knows that he is disgusted, even if he is kicked out of the door, he will still wag his tail cautiously at him?

"Jiang Lie," Qianye didn't have time to think more, and directly held Jiang Lie's cold hand, "Don't cry, brother lied to you."

In any case, he still couldn't be indifferent to Jiang Lie, and he still couldn't bear him.

Jiang Lie stopped in his tracks and opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "...what did you say?"

"I lied to you," Qianye said, "You suddenly kissed me today, I was not happy, so I lied to you."

Jiang Lie still couldn't believe it, and asked the question again in a hoarse voice: "Will you hate me?"

Qianye was quiet for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "No."