The slag is turned into green tea

Ji Nanke looked at Jin Shaozhi silently.

It's not that he didn't have anything to say, it's just that he didn't know what to say for a while.

After all, as a normal person, he really couldn't understand why someone would sleep in a birdcage instead of a good bed.

"Is it comfortable to sleep in?" After a while, Ji Nanke asked with an indescribable expression.

Jin Shaozhi looked at him with a smile, "Except that the sofa is a little narrower, it's actually no different from sleeping on a bed."

"Although it is already a widened sofa." Jin Shaozhi still smiled, "After all, I wanted to sleep for you at that time."

Mentioning this, Ji Nanke felt a fire in his heart.

He still remembers the anger he felt when he saw the birdcage.

Not angry at Jin Shaozhi's sudden exposure of his nature, nor angry at him wanting to subdue and imprison himself, but...

He actually did what he wanted to do first.

Probably even Jin Shaozhi didn't expect that the beautiful and glamorous bird he fell in love with not only had a sharp beak, but also had a dark heart just like him.

In the past, Nan Ke also thought about this man's legs, so that he could only kneel beside him and be a dog that could not resist.

That's why he was so angry when he saw the birdcage that Jin Shaozhi had prepared for him first.

"Jin Shaozhi, are you sick?"

"What disease?" Jin Shaozhi put his hand on Ji Nanke's shoulder, and said with a frivolous expression, "Does lovesickness count?"

"You know what I'm talking about," Ji Nanke held his wrist and led him into the room together. He unbuttoned Jin Shaozhi's clothes and looked at the road extending from the tail of his collarbone to his shoulders. Scar asked, "Since when did it start?"

After a moment of silence, Jin Shaozhi smiled nonchalantly, "After my father passed away, I thought the world was really boring, and life was boring. Later, my grandfather found out, so he took me to see a psychiatrist. It's cured."

"Are you sure?" Ji Nanke stared at him expressionlessly.

Jin Shaozhi shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, it's not too serious, I can control it myself, but I was still young at that time, so I was discovered." He winked at Ji Nanke with a smile, and said with some pride, " Didn't you find out before?"

Ji Nanke sneered.

His slender fingers pressed the scar on Jin Shaozhi's shoulder, "What about this one?"

"As I said before, it was an accident." After taking Ji Nanke's hand into his, Jin Shaozhi lowered his head and kissed that Yingying's fingertips, "I accidentally scratched it."

Ji Nanke didn't believe his nonsense, "What about this one?" He shook off Jin Shaozhi's hand and held his wrist with his backhand.

There was a fresh scratch on the right side standing in front of his eyes, "Accidentally scratched too?"

"I got it when climbing the window yesterday," Jin Shaozhi said indifferently.

"Jin Shaozhi, do you think I believe in lies?" Ji Nanke's eyes turned cold, "You said you can't accept that I lied to you, what about you? How much have you lied to me?"

"I said I can control it," Jin Shaozhi became a little irritable, "I'm sick, but it's just a small problem, I can control myself, I won't hurt you..."

"But you will hurt yourself," Ji Nanke looked at him indifferently, "Is your control meant to suppress yourself by hurting yourself? Are you saying that to see me feel guilty?"

Ji Nanke exhaled without a trace. He looked calm and indifferent on the surface, but he was actually very agitated in his heart.

He hated the feeling that he couldn't control his heart.

That was Jin Shaozhi's own thing to do. He obviously shouldn't feel guilty for the other party's choice, but he couldn't control himself calmly as usual.

"You don't have to feel guilty," probably seeing his irritability, Jin Shaozhi held his face with the other hand in comfort, "Nan Ke, this has nothing to do with you, I'm not because of you."

Of course, Ji Nanke understands that all mental illnesses related to depression will lead to self-harm, but...

"Jin Shaozhi," he raised his eyes, those beautiful eyes seemed to be shining with the light of broken diamonds, shining on Jin Shaozhi's face, "I'm not feeling well."

Jin Shaozhi was stunned for a moment and then hugged Ji Nanke tightly into his arms, "Nanke, Nanke..." He asked eagerly, "Why are you uncomfortable?"

Ji Nanke couldn't answer this question.

Jin Shaozhi's arms were tightly wrapped around his thin waist, and the strength made him feel a little painful.

But he didn't refuse, but raised his hand to hug his back.

They had hugged countless times, but only this time made Ji Nanke feel his heart throbbing.

He thought, he was still moved after all, not just at this moment.

"Maybe it's because I feel sorry for you," he said slowly, his calm voice trying to be in Jin Shaozhi's ear, "Jin Shaozhi, I don't like to see you get hurt."

Jin Shaozhi's heart beat extremely fast and enthusiastically because of his words.

He couldn't help but hugged Ji Nanke and turned around a few times, "Nanke, I'm so happy," he kept kissing Ji Nanke's ruddy lips, and dotted bright water on the bright color. Guang, "You don't have to worry, I can really control myself."

This is not a lie, most of the time Jin Shaozhi is normal, occasionally when he gets sick he can try his best to control himself, only in rare cases will he lose control.

And those very few situations are mostly related to the person in front of you, "As long as you care about me..."

Ji Nanke blinked, clasped Jin Shaozhi's waist, and touched the scar on his shoulder again, "So can you tell me now, how did this scar come about?"

Ji Nanke clearly remembered that before he jumped into the sea, Jin Shaozhi didn't have this scar on his body.

"This is a sign of missing you..." Jin Shaozhi touched his nose, trying to make his tone sound more relaxed, "You disappeared at that time, I want to always remember you..."

"So you plan to stab yourself if you can't find me for a year?"

"You really understand me," Jin Shaozhi said with a smile, "Fortunately, you only came back after being missing for more than a year."

Ji Nanke was a little angry and powerless. He looked at Jin Shaozhi's seemingly indifferent face, and his powerlessness became heavier, "I didn't tell you, I don't like your scars."

Jin Shaozhi's smile froze.

Only then did Ji Nanke feel a little better. He touched the scar on the opponent's shoulder back and forth, and said in disgust, "It's ugly."

"Is it ugly?" Jin Shaozhi quickly lowered his head.

There is a light brown scar across the honey-colored skin, which really doesn't look good.

"Don't you think that scars actually have a strange sense of beauty?" He defended himself.

Ji Nanke shook his head decisively, "No."

Jin Shaozhi's face was broken. He didn't care about beauty and ugliness before. It was only after Ji Nanke said this that he realized it.

No, I'll go to a beauty parlor to see if I can get rid of this scar, and give my whole body a beauty treatment by the way.

"Don't worry, I will remove it." Jin Shaozhi promised.

He is very clear about his position as an "Israeli servant". It is only because of this body that he can keep Ji Nanke by his side, so he must maintain the appearance that Ji Nanke likes.

Seeing Jin Shaozhi's swearing, Ji Nanke couldn't laugh or cry.

He said ugly was just to make Jin Shaozhi feel afraid when he scratched himself in the future, but he didn't expect the other party to think of it so much.

Ji Nanke also let him go. Anyway, he made himself beautiful, and he was enjoying himself.

"Let's eat," he rubbed his stomach, not letting Jin Shaozhi tangle up on this matter anymore, "I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" Jin Shaozhi asked him as the two walked out, "Do you want boiled fish?"

"You can do it?" Ji Nanke asked.

Jin Shaozhi smiled modestly, "Of course, my current culinary skills are probably a little worse than that of a state banquet master."

Ji Nanke originally thought that he was Wang Po selling melons and boasting, but it was only when he took the first bite of the meal that he realized that he was telling the truth.

"I didn't know before that you have such potential in cooking." Ji Nanke ate the boiled fish he made, and the color, aroma and taste were perfect.

"I am indeed a genius." Jin Shaozhi said.

Of course, he would never tell Ji Nanke that the seasoning for boiled fish was a secret recipe he bought from a craftsman at a high price.

After dinner, Jin Shaozhi invited Ji Nanke to watch a movie.

He purposely chose a movie with an erotic color, and planned to have a relationship with Ji Nanke.

Unexpectedly, Ji Nanke remained unmoved throughout the whole process, and even his deliberate seduction by the side didn't have much effect.

"Can you be quiet?" On the screen, the hero and heroine hugged and lingered together, and Ji Nanke held Jin Shaozhi's hand that was swimming on his body, "Watch the movie well."

The subtle seduction failed, Jin Shaozhi simply turned over and sat on his lap, "I'm hungry..." He stared at Ji Nan Ke Yanhong's lips, implying something.

Ji Nanke reached out and took the potato chips on the table and stuffed them into his arms, "Eat it."

"I don't want to eat this," Jin Shaozhi slowly twisted his waist, staring at him like hooks, "I've been hungry for a long time, can you feed me?" He asked in a low voice.

Ji Nanke didn't seem to hear his subtext, he opened the bag of potato chips, and ate it on his own, "I'm not a Buddha, I would feed my body to wolves."

Jin Shaozhi gritted his teeth secretly, "Do you have some hidden illness?"

With a "click", Ji Nanke bit a whole piece of potato chips in half, "What did you just say?"

"I said, as my boyfriend, shouldn't you meet my needs?" Jin Shaozhi felt that if he continued to play tricks, Ji Nanke could play sloppy eyes with him all night, so he chose to speak out.

"Boyfriend?" Ji Nanke raised his eyebrows, "If I remember correctly, Mr. Jin and I have already broken up?"

"Didn't your confession to me before mean that we got back together?" Jin Shaozhi was anxious.

"Of course not," Ji Nanke stroked his back and chuckled, "Mr. Jin, you're the one who is being sentimental."

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