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Say?

What should I say to Jing Muye?

The afterglow of the setting sun just came in through the windshield in front of the car, and the two of them looked sideways at each other, separated by a hazy light and shadow, like a pale golden galaxy.

Two seconds later, Ji Yang, who always seemed restrained and quiet, was the first to look away.

Jing Muye's gaze made him both excited and panicked, but he forced himself to be calm and said, "Ye... Brother Ye."

As soon as the title came out of his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly added: "Can I call you that?"

Jing Muye was always in that posture, sizing up the handsome young man in front of him as if condescending, and only answered briefly: "Yes."

Ji Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he couldn't help but start to frown.

His expression looked calm, but his brain was running crazily—why did Jing Muye ask such a question?He knows himself?Could it be...he knew that he was following him?

Despicable people are always guilty at the first moment.

Thinking about it, Ji Yang was about to break out in a cold sweat, refusing to himself crazily in his heart, no, no, Jing Muye had never seen that gloomy and ugly self——

wrong.

Jing Muye has seen it.

Ji Yang remembered that just a while ago, he had a fight with Ji Xiaochun and entered the hospital. A person who looked like Jing Muye paid for his medical expenses in advance. At that time, he chased after him, but he bumped into TP's Wen Zhili and Jane Yangyang.

So, why did Jing Muye pay the medical expenses for him?

Ji Yang swallowed nervously, raised his head, but didn't dare to look directly at Jing Muye's piercing eyes, and said slowly: "By the way, Brother Ye, I was...in the hospital before, and it was Brother Ye who helped me. The medical expenses paid in advance? I heard what the police said, and I wanted to go to you to thank you, but I couldn't make it in time. "

Jing Muye had waited long enough for this answer.

Hearing the boy's answer, he tapped his finger on the car window to the rhythm of the music, his smile disappeared, and he nodded lightly and said, "Oh, what else?"

and also……

what else?

Ji Yang lowered his head, then stood up quickly, and urgently said to Jing Muye: "Oh, yes, thank you Brother Ye! Including today you are willing to believe in me, I am really very, very—"

"Any more?"

Running out of patience, Jing Muye directly interrupted Ji Yang, retracted his elbows from the window, leaned on the armrest box between the seats, bent towards Ji Yang, and said, "Think again."

The young man's approach made the space inside the closed compartment heat up.

Ji Yang shrunk back unconsciously, raised his neck, revealing the delicate and eye-catching chocker, and further down, the silver moon fell between a curved collarbone, shining dazzlingly in the golden sunlight.

"And... and medical expenses!"

Ji Yang was already racking his brains, and when he thought of this, he started chattering about paying back the money.

He didn't realize that Jing Muye's eyes had shifted.

"...will return as soon as possible—"

The boy's unique voice stopped abruptly after Jing Muye stroked his neck.

As early as the beginning, when he saw Ji Yang for the first time, he was attracted by the pure black leather collar.

The minimalist contrast of black and white collides with the visual enjoyment that is extremely pleasing to others.

The cyan bruise was faintly visible under the collar, and Jing Muye's fingers touched it with a thought.

The people on the left and right couldn't talk about the point at all, so he changed the subject: "Is the bruise recovering well?"

The temperature of the fingertips is cool.

Ji Yang realized this later, and then his body seemed to be electrified.

The fingers kept stroking the skin, and because of the injury, a slight pain began to spread, and then, the touched place became hot and itchy, like a small electric current, continuously burning sparks on the skin.

"It's...well."

As if being pinched by the gate of his life, Ji Yang froze his body again and did not dare to move. The senses of his whole body were concentrated in that place, which was magnified thousands of times.

But he still hadn't forgotten his original question. He closed his eyes, suppressed the trembling in his body, and asked, "Can I ask, Brother Ye why...why did you help me that day."

Obviously they don't know each other at all.

Jing Muye's movements paused, his eyes swept up from his neck to the reddened ears of the boy.

"Because I watched some of your game videos, and happened to bump into you in the hospital, I felt some fate."

As he said that, Jing Muye's fingers pinched down the small piece of silver moon that was ironed enough by the body temperature.

The tone is light: "This, can you take it off and let me see it?"

The fuse in his head was finally blown, and Ji Yang could hear the sound of blood rushing desperately beside his ears.

He blushed and shook his head like a splash drum: "No, the wound is too ugly."

Jing Muye didn't speak.

Seeing that Jing Muye was still holding the moon for a long time, his neck was so stiff that he couldn't help it, and his voice softened: "Brother Ye..."

There is a hint of prayer, "Don't touch it."

This "wild brother" really makes people feel happy.

Jing Muye looked up at Ji Yang's crimson lips.

The original purpose of locking the car door to prevent people from getting out has been forgotten by him. In a good mood, he raised his eyebrows and said lazily: "I touched the moon, but I didn't touch you."

Until he lay back on the bed in the rental house, Ji Yang's legs were still weak.

Fortunately, Jing Muye only caressed the moon for a moment before letting him out of the car, otherwise he would really stand up in front of Jing Muye.

The more I think about it, the more ashamed I become.

Jing Muye treated him so well, trusted him so much, and just made a joke with him, so he was so distracted.

Ji Yang buried himself in the quilt like an ostrich.

It's just that he couldn't help it, all the things that happened today were replayed in his mind over and over again, like a movie rewinding.He savored every sentence of today's conversation carefully, turning it over and over again, splitting and reassembling those scenes, every frame was Jing Muye.

Suddenly, a picture flashed into my mind.

In the narrow space with extremely dark light, Jing Muye was wearing a shirt and trousers, with an extremely tense expression on his face, looking at him coldly under the moonlight, looking extremely sexy.

"what……"

Ji Yang let out a soft sigh.

No one knew that he once took advantage of the turmoil to act like that to Jing Muye.

At that time, the electricity was cut off, and the scene was so dark, Jing Muye should... not recognize him, right?

should not.

That was all a long time ago, besides, if they really recognized him, they probably kicked him out on the spot when TP saw him.

The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel.

The heat that had dropped just now picked up again, and Ji Yang's palms began to feel hot.

Within a few minutes, Ji Yang opened the quilt and stared down for a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, he got up expressionlessly, casually took two changes of clothes from the luggage bag that had been cleared by the bed, and walked into the bathroom with his slippers on.

It takes half an hour to take a shower.

When he came out, his face was already very red from the heat.

The mobile phone on the table was flashing with a signal light, and Ji Yang didn't even wipe his hair, so he walked over to pick up the mobile phone in a few steps.

When getting off the car before, Jing Muye left his phone number.

He was worried that it was a message from the other party.

The lock screen interface opens, and a new WeChat verification message pops up.

"M requests to add you as a friend.

Source: The other party added by searching the mobile phone number. "

Ji Yang clicked on the other party's WeChat avatar, and a silver cold moon hung in the vast night sky, with a faint halo, looking beautiful and deserted.

This must be Jing Muye!

Ji Yang's heart beat, he pursed his lips, grabbed his phone, turned around and sat on the bed.

"Clap" sound.

Ji Yang, who was too absorbed in the news, forgot that his phone was still charging. The moment he turned around, the phone flew out of his hand under the pull of the charging cable.

It was too loud.

Ji Yang watched helplessly as the back cover of the phone fell off after free fall.

The screen was shattered and spread out like a spider's web.

Ji Yang stood on the spot, pursed his lips, and remained motionless.

The author has something to say:

Ji Yang: The groundhog is calling.

I’ve been in western Hunan for the past two days, and I really can’t type. Today is Aizhai Bridge + Zuolong Gorge + Furong Town. After a day of berserk, I was basically useless. In the end, I wrote 2000 words intermittently. Let everyone take a look. QAQ is free Subject to revision.

I have been sleeping four or five hours a day (including these two days) for a long time. I have been too busy at work recently, and the update may be slower. I admit it. Everyone, let me fatten up qaq

Then, the author of Pujie never thought that he could have so many readers, and he really loves everyone!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!