strayed into the world

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"Leave me alone!" The intermittent nightmare clearly came from the mouth of the sleeping person on the bed, the voice became more and more excited, accompanied by the hands waving in the air at the same time, which proved that the time was haunted by the nightmare.Qing Che approached the bed, calling softly,

"Master...Master...Ce..."

The person on the bed seemed to have fallen into a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself, the bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat, his brows were painfully squeezed together, and he murmured, "Mom!...Mom! Don't go! Don't leave me... "

"Ce..." It was the first time for Qing Che to see Quan Ce who was so helpless, and heard him call his mother over and over again, was his dream the same as his own, dark and damp full of despair and depression...

He should also dream of himself, would the self in his dream make him so sad?Distressed, she wiped the sweat off his cheeks with her sleeve, hoping that he could come out of that horrible dream. He is so strong, how could he be tortured by this damn dream, calling him again, "Ce."

The person on the bed suddenly became excited, and the previous murmur turned into a frantic roar, "Don't touch me!"

With a vigorous wave of his arm, it just landed on Qingche's cheek, and five finger prints immediately appeared on his left cheek, causing his ears to buzz with pain, tears rolling in the corners of his eyes and trying to swallow them back into his stomach.The hand outstretched in mid-air stopped awkwardly in mid-air... Then he heard the suppressed whisper, which made him flustered,

"Don't go...Mom, don't go...don't leave me..."

It turned out that he was still dreaming just now, he didn't hate him, he was just controlled by the nightmare and hit him unintentionally, Qing Che was both happy and sad, his face was hot and hot, the hand that stopped in mid-air still fell On the forehead of that person, gently stroking, comforting her child like a mother,

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

"Don't leave me, Mom..."

Seeing that he was still tormented by the nightmare and couldn't get better, Qing Che held Quan Ce's hand and interlocked his fingers, only this time, his temperature was lower than his own.Only this time, his fragility is completely exposed to him, only this time, let him comfort him,

"I won't go, I will never leave you, Ce, I will always be by your side... forever..." Unless the loess is white.

As if hearing his words, Qing Che felt that the hand she was holding was firmly holding him back, and the knuckles touched his bones with some pain. ...It doesn't matter, he knows, how painful he is at the moment, the whole strategy is better than

He hurts more.It doesn't matter, as long as he can fall asleep peacefully, as long as he has a good dream is enough...

This sudden autumn rain lasted all night...

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[Our love is so strong

move so hard

Like a bouncing pulse that can't be held at all]

Seasonal winds rushed into the narrow gap, accompanied by waves of dust falling on the thin eyelids.Moved, but still opened.The first thing that catches the eye is pure white, which is the color of the ceiling.This kind of Zhidebai has been with him like a shadow in the past ten years.It's like the white wall in the old house, like the woman's exposed arms, and the long white dress that has never been changed. ... He loves white, probably it was developed at that time.

A woman loves white more than herself, and he loves her.So he loves white addiction.

... A gust of cold wind hit his cheeks, and the cold touch pulled him back from his thoughts to reality, only to find that his hands were exposed in the air.Subconsciously wanted to take back his hand, but when he moved his arm, he felt as heavy as he was holding a heavy weight. The oppressive feeling of being restrained made him frown, and he stretched up half of his body to look closer. Then he was startled again, his heart stopped beating this morning. for a few seconds—

The thing that binds him is a hand, a hand that is also pale, like a woman's hand, but not as soft as that. This hand is sandwiched between a woman and a man, pale, slender, with distinct joints, under the skin His veins are clearly visible like a spread spider web.

He was sure that he had thought he would fall in love with someone with such a hand.

He felt that he stopped breathing in these few seconds, and even his body functions stopped working. He really couldn't think. In these few seconds, he was blank, except for the pale hand in his eyes...

His gaze gradually began to move, but when he loosened his fingers, he was still entangled by those slender fingers and refused to let go. How could they be so persistent, just like their master.This person shouldn't have appeared in his morning, shouldn't have curled up beside him, and shouldn't have held his hand... So many shouldn'ts, turned into questions and filled his brain.

Trying to recall what happened, he couldn't find any reason to explain it... He slept soundly like a child, so quiet that he was not affected at all, and the wide pajamas could not cover his emaciated butterfly bones, and his baby-like sleeping position Makes him look so small, so pitiful.The soft hair shivered slightly after being caressed by the wind, maybe it felt cool, and the body moved and curled up a little bit, even so, the hand still didn't intend to let go.

He decides to wake him up, not why, at least ask and kick him out.But he still hasn't figured out what to ask and how to drive him out.Pushing that thin shoulder with a hand,

"Hey, get up."

"Hmm..." Awakened by the sound, the tired eyelashes trembled a few times helplessly, but still didn't want to open them.

Pushing again, this time he increased the strength in his hand, but the bound hand was stretched out weakly.

"Get up soon. Do you hear me?"

"En..." Haomeng's interrupted complaints were completely exposed in the corners of her eyes, she frowned innocently, pouted her lips, and muttered with a hint of coquettishness, "What's wrong..."

He was a little moved, but those questions prevented him from being moved. He had to be strict and cruelly disrupt his dream. The corners of his mouth moved without any expression.

"What's wrong with you, I really want to ask you what's wrong, you can see for yourself."

Slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes habitually, blinked, and shadows gradually appeared in the out-of-focus pupils... A magnified face appeared in front of his eyes, the sharp and perfect facial features were pleasing to the eye, if Had it not been for hearing him talking to himself in a stern tone at the moment, it must have been an unbelievably beautiful morning.

"What's going on here?" This time, he firmly held that hand back, and brought it up to his eyes so that he could see it clearly. A questioning tone overwhelmingly pressed him, and he didn't even know himself. How scary.

"Ah!?" Surprised, he quickly withdrew his hand but was firmly fixed, with grievance hanging on his cheek, looking at the person above, "I, I didn't mean it."

"What is not intentional, I don't understand."

"Well... Yesterday, I saw that you seemed to be having a nightmare... So, so..." Seeing that he had already panicked, he tried to withdraw his hand, and even hesitated to speak, "I'm really not On purpose, Yao. "

...Recalling last night, it turned out that I really had a nightmare, no wonder I felt so tired.He just couldn't remember what happened. There were too many heavy things in the dream. He thought he would be awakened by this nightmare, but he didn't expect to be discovered by him.Looking at him, the moment he opened his mouth was a persuasive questioning,

"So you just came in without permission and slept in my bed? Did you forget what I told you? Huh?"

Sure enough, I got my wish and saw those dark baby blacks shining with crystal innocence, "I'm sorry, I... I just want to comfort you, I really didn't mean it... I'm sorry, don't be angry, I'm

just go. "As he said that, he got up awkwardly, but forgot that his hands were still bound, and fell back on the bed when he was pulled. Then this time, the other hand was also held and could not move. Hearing the disdainful voice above his head laugh at,

"Do you think I need your comfort?"

"But...but at that time, you looked very painful...I..."

"Shut up!"

"Ah!" Interrupted by the sudden scolding, Qing Che cried out instinctively, thinking that he had completely messed up his plan, and the scene at that time flashed in his mind, when he broke into his study without authorization... That time... the picture burst out like a flood in an instant, and it was as clear as the stripes on the palm, which could be seen... Is he going to punish him again?Don't... don't treat him like this, he can't bear it again... Being caught by the wrist made him feel strongly uneasy, fear quickly occupied his body and mind, his eyes were closed, and two lines of liquid overflowed from the corners of his eyes, which was unexpected resolute,

"Don't! Don't hit me! Don't!"

This time he changed to Quan Ce and was stunned. He hadn't done anything, and he didn't even know what he was going to do. He saw him struggling under his body as if he had really done something.The heart-piercing begging for mercy caused his heart to be pulled in pain.bother,

"Stop shouting! Damn it!"

The sobbing made his voice hoarse very quickly, his shoulders shook violently as he sobbed, he was as weak as a moth with broken wings, the originally fragile Heart Sutra almost collapsed after such a roar, the tearing roar has become a begging for mercy, " Forgive me, please, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, I was wrong... Please..."

Quan Ce felt much more annoyed than angry. He really thought he had to do something to him to be so scared. He reminded him of that time again. Did those damn images play on him like a movie? That little head kept reappearing, devouring his heart, making him terrified like a mouse on a mouse rack.Well, he admitted, he was doing it wrong.He was freaking him out, but he didn't mean to.But does it work?

Let go of his hand, and red marks appeared on the white wrist immediately, and only then did I know how much effort I had used.Putting his hands on both sides of him to control him within the range of his arms, seeing him gradually curling himself up, his face buried in his hair, he could hardly see clearly, his hands were tightly curled up in front of his chest and pulled into small fists, he knew, He was hiding, weeping, and afraid...No one would be more afraid of him than him...Looking at him, his tone was obviously much softer when he spoke again,

"I didn't say I wouldn't hit you anymore."

"...cough cough!...cough..." What he got was a series of suppressed coughing sounds. Quan Ce put his hand on his back and patted him to straighten out his breathing.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything."

Of course, these insignificant words didn't help much, because the suppressed sobs made his shoulders tremble and his palms tingled.He just wanted to stop his trembling, stop those white joints, they were too hot to touch... His heart ached, like comforting a wounded pet, he reached out to caress his cheek, and brushed those scattered ear hairs to his ears Then the semi-delicate but wet face was revealed, which was a little unusually red... and a little swollen? ...

"What happened to your face?"

"...No, it's okay." He finally spoke, and in a sense, this mostly proved that the little thing had let go of half of its fear.It's just that this obvious lie still made Quan Ce annoyed a little, his brows were frowned, but he didn't attack him any more.

"How can it be okay, it's all swollen, tell me quickly, how did you do it."... I remember that when I came back yesterday, everything was fine.How come you wake up like this.It couldn't be that he fell it himself... Quan Ce was curious but also caring.

"...Just, I accidentally dropped it..."

... Did not speak, Quan Ce caressed his slightly swollen cheeks, it was not a fall, it was obviously beaten, and finger prints could be vaguely seen on it, this idiot... Is he covering it up for him?And such a cover-up is clumsy no matter how it looks.

"I hit it? Didn't I?"

"no no."

"..." Sure enough, when I was dreaming, I still broke my promise to him, and he still hurt him, and he even told him just now that he would not beat him.How ridiculous. ...Quan Ce was somewhat frustrated. He probably knew the reasons why he appeared in his room... He comforted him, comforted him, and then fell asleep on his bed when he was tired. Bad wake up till now...

"Come on, let me see." He knew it was too late for comfort at this moment.But the hand still fell on his trembling shoulder...

"No, it's okay, it really doesn't matter... Sneeze!" A muffled sneeze made Quan Ce realize suddenly, those regrets that had been lurking for a long time came together with pain and swept over his fingers, making them tremble helplessly like leaves in the wind , covering the smooth forehead, the unusual temperature accelerated his heartache, and also aggravated his tone, "You shouldn't sleep like this all night."

"..." Silence, default.Quan Ce sighed helplessly.Grabbing his shoulders and lifting him up, the soft body let him manipulate without any resistance, let him lie down again, and then pulled the quilt to wrap him up, making sure that no wind could get in.Hastily wiped away the wet liquid from the corner of his eyes with his thumb, and said to him,

"Lie down, I'll get you medicine, you have a fever."

"En." Meek as a cat, looking at him with red eyes like grapes, the unhesitating trust exposed in the air made Quan Ce at a loss what to do, he was most afraid of these too clear eyes, what he was afraid of was every time he hurt After him, he still showed such undisguised trust, how could such a clean thing make him take it for granted.

The moment he got up and left the room, he was a little uneasy, as if he would disappear if he left, he turned his head to confirm the figure huddled under the quilt.Moved his mouth, told him, but comforted himself,

"I'll be back soon."

"kindness."

He just wanted to hear his voice answering him, even the slightest confirmation of his presence.

Quan Ce went downstairs as fast as possible to get the medicine, as fast as possible...

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