After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

The unprecedented experience in his life made Zhou Changming freeze in place.

The moist air flows in along the lips and teeth, and the senses dulled by lack of oxygen gradually become clear.

The man's slightly cool lips, the light ebony aroma, and the gentle but unquestionable strength all violently impacted his mind.

He raised his hands in vain, as if he wanted to push Lin Chushu away, but the moment he touched it, he didn't know if he lost his strength, and it turned into a half-push instead.

The fierce heartbeat was rushing left and right in his chest, and the numbness like electricity spread from his lips and tongue to his whole body.

Zhou Changming trembled all over, and the reddish water color gradually blurred in his eyes.

Contrary to his violent reaction, Lin Chushu's eyes were calm, as if he was just doing an ordinary action.

After getting enough breath and spiritual power into Zhou Changming's body, he let go of his arms and walked into the depths of the barrier.

Zhou Changming, who was left in place, felt numb in his scalp.

Even though he repeated in his heart over and over again "this is just a pure way to save people" and "it's nothing at all", his cheeks were still red to the base of his neck.

How could I... how could I lose my composure to such an extent?

Zhou Changming rubbed his lips, the place where he touched just now still had a warm touch, and the intimate picture also flashed in his mind uncontrollably.

To me, is Lin Chushu really just a fictional character?

Is it the role-playing time and time again that makes me get too deep into the play, or can he really bring me a different feeling?

When he was in a daze, the team in front had disappeared into the barrier, Zhou Changming woke up with a start, and hurriedly followed.

Walking through the range covered by light and fog, he only felt that the scenery in his vision changed completely when his eyes blurred.

Different from the strange scenery in the devil world, they are now on a beautiful hillside.

Looking down along the lush and lush forest, the foot of the mountain is full of fireworks and dense buildings. It is a bustling town.

"This is Ningyang City on the east coast of the mainland," Qiu Shengmiao looked at him with a dazed expression and approached him to explain,

"Chaoyin Pavilion is built on Moqin Island far away from the mainland, and it is isolated from the world by a special barrier. We need to take a boat into the sea at the pier."

"It's getting late now, and the ferry boats at the port are probably out of service. Why don't we rest in the city for a night and set off tomorrow morning. I don't know what Master wants?"

Just hearing that person's name, Zhou Changming's ears started to feel hot.

He lowered his head firmly, scratching the ground with his toes, trying to hide himself in the crowd, lest he attract Lin Chushu's attention.

Lin Chushu nodded slightly.

The chaos in the left and right ghost markets has come to an end, and there is no rush to return to Chaoyin Pavilion.

He looked around in the crowd, caught a glimpse of the shivering figure in red, and then turned his eyes away.

……

The passage of time in the Demon Realm is several times slower than in the mortal world. It was still midsummer when everyone entered, but they left in just over ten days, and it was already late autumn.

Jiang Yuzhuo found an inn for them to stay, and after they were basically settled, he and Qiu Shengmiao went to the pier to book a boat.

In the guest room, Zhou Changming rubbed his sore shoulder and immediately decided to take a good bath.

He asked Xiao Er for hot water and clothes, and then locked the door. In the end, he still felt a little uneasy, and moved tables and chairs to the door.

... Who let Lin Chushu live next door to him!

Although the closer the distance between the two parties after the conclusion of the spiritual contract, the better, but he didn't want to meet that person at all.

Taking off the red gauze that leaked air on all sides, Zhou Changming threw it aside in disgust, and got into the barrel.

His physical condition was indeed a lot better than when he first entered the game, but he was still too sensitive. Not long after soaking in hot water, the blush came out from under his skin.

Zhou Changming picked up his drenched long hair, leaned against the barrel, and couldn't help sighing leisurely.

Since he was a child, he was more beautiful than ordinary boys, which caused a lot of criticism, but now with this long hair, it is even more out of control.

Lin Chushu is so weird, could it be...

As soon as a certain dangerous idea came to his head, he was startled with fright, and he patted his face to wake up.

It's strange to say that ever since that suspected kiss, he can't help but think of that person.

Sometimes he was ashamed, and sometimes he was angry at his bad behavior.

The reflection on the water surface reflected the glaring bruises on his neck. He rubbed and pressed gently, and mist rose from his eyes.

Lin Chushu's attitude towards him, his nostalgia and tenderness all stem from the past, and his hatred and precautions are all aimed at the present.

But those three people in the past were either him or not him.

He shouldn't be so worried about the NPC, he repeatedly warned himself, but the tangled emotions made him almost unable to think.

In the past few days, my nerves have been tense, and now I relax a little, and my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier like lead.

Zhou Changming fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up again, the sky outside the window was completely dark.

When he regained his consciousness, he was horrified to find that he had been lying back on the bed at some point.

Not far away, Lin Chushu was sitting at the table, drinking tea with downcast eyes.

Haven't all the tables and chairs been used by him to block the door? !

Zhou Changming wanted to cry, but finally realized that these so-called fortifications were not worth mentioning to the boss.

He could only wrap the quilt tightly, and silently retracted towards the wall:

"You... what are you doing in my room?"

"The night market in Ningyang City is open. It's rare for us to come here. We wanted to ask you to go out and have a look."

Qiu Shengmiao's face suddenly appeared behind the boss.

"Unexpectedly, I knocked on your door for a long time and no one responded. I was worried that your injury hadn't healed yet, so I asked Master to come and check it out."

Qiu Shengmi covered her mouth and laughed heartily,

"It was only then that I realized that someone was sleeping soundly in the bathtub, and even blocked the door tightly. I don't feel at ease with our group of monks protecting me personally. I really don't know whether to say that you are big-hearted or too cautious. .”

...It is you who are defending.

Zhou Changming smiled awkwardly, and was about to find another topic to cover this embarrassing topic, but suddenly met Lin Chushu's eyes.

There was no wave in those deep eyes, but his heart began to beat wildly.

Before the blush spread, he hurriedly got under the covers.

"Then...then wait for me to change my clothes first."

……

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Changming, Lin Chushu and Jiang Qiu left the inn together and walked towards the night market.

Under the cover-up, they looked like ordinary-looking passers-by, and they disappeared immediately when they mixed into the crowd.

Qiu Shengmiao walked at the end with his hands behind his back, silently thinking about how to escape.

Although my master was unexpectedly easy to talk this time, the condensed aura around him was still chilling. If I followed him for the whole journey, I'm afraid I'd be very depressed.

With a twisted mind, he pulled Jiang Yuzhuo by the corner of his clothes, lied that he had a stomachache, and first found a restaurant to settle down.

Zhou Changming, on the other hand, followed Lin Chushu in a daze, walking through the bustling streets.

The person beside him has not spoken, but the cool ebony fragrance can't stop drilling into his nose.He lowered his head and pursed his lips, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

But my stomach was grumbling uncontrollably at this moment.

It was strange to say that although he didn't feel hungry, his stomach was as empty as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Zhou Changming gently rubbed and pressed his stomach, before he had time to say anything, a bunch of candies were handed in front of him.

"Eat some."

His eyes moved from his long fingers to his dark eyes. He met Lin Chushu's gaze, and suddenly felt that these two pupils were like a whirlpool, sucking him in.

He took the skewers dumbly, and even forgot to ask the person when he bought them, so he put them into his mouth in a daze.

The skin of the fruit is cold and soft, and the caramel-flavored heart gushes out immediately after biting, melting sweetly and fragrantly between the lips and teeth.

"How did you know I like... sweets?"

He bit the fruit and asked in a low voice.

Lin Chushu didn't answer, but just raised his hand and stroked his knuckles.

Zhou Changming followed his movements and found that he had put on a finger cot at some point.

The tan finger cots are obviously old, the edges are severely worn, and the color is no longer bright.

But Lin Chushu fondled it with a precious posture, as if pointing to some kind of expensive treasure.

The moment Zhou Changming saw the fingertip clearly, Zhou Changming's pupils shrank.

This is... This is the archery fingertip he used every day when he was Yang Qiao!

According to the game time, this thing has been around for a hundred or two hundred years... Why does Lin Chushu still keep it?

The ten years of companionship are just a moment for this person in front of him, why should he remember it until now?

Zhou Changming paused when he bit the fruit.

The momentary emotional rift was keenly captured by Lin Chushu, making his eyes darken slightly.

Some people pass by in a hurry in life, but the traces left behind can never be erased.

Every time I dream back at midnight, the past will tear the scars bloody.

From the first meeting, Zhou Changming brought him a strong sense of strangeness, clearly many details are different from the memory, but they can always overlap quietly at the key points.

What's more, in the dream, the man hugged him and said repeatedly that he never left.

Is that a casual reassurance, or the truth that was accidentally revealed?

The nostalgia for the warmth of the past has long been refined into a bone-piercing poison in the torment day after day, even if it is a phantom, he refuses to let it go.

Lin Chushu stopped in his tracks.

He suddenly wanted to make a bet.

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