Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

The party broke up in the end. Qi Song and Shen Ci didn't drive, and walked side by side on the street at night. The dim lights reflected on the road, and the atmosphere was very quiet.

"Second Uncle, didn't you keep persuading me to come back before, why did you..." Change your mind again today?

Qi Song didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he didn't like Shen Guangzu either. Just because of such a thing, the whole family came to persecute him. This feeling just made him unhappy.

"I just said it casually, there are so many reasons."

Qi Song turned his gaze to the side and did not look at Shen Ci, for fear that his momentary mistake would make him think too much.After all... Four years later, Shen Ci is not as easy to fool as before.

Shen Ci didn't poke at him, but just looked at his smooth facial lines, and the expression on his face became softer.

The winter wind was bitingly cold, and a few snowflakes would fall from the sky from time to time. The two stopped by the fountain pool in the park. It was already late at night, and there were no people there. The two stood side by side, with a few lights lining the scene Shen Ci's handsome and gentle face.

Qi Song sighed, and suddenly felt that it had been a long time since he wore the book, so long that he almost forgot Shen Ci's original appearance. Strictly speaking, Shen Ci's character design has collapsed, right? .

Just as he was thinking, a thick woolen windbreaker was put on his body.

Qi Song turned his head suddenly, just in time to meet Shen Ci's clear and pure eyes.

"you……"

"The weather is turning cold. You have just recovered, so you should keep warm." Shen Ci said with a gentle smile.

It has indeed changed. The expression he remembers most about Shen Ci may be the indifferent and cold expression on his face. Now, the expression is softer and less like him.

Shen Ci took off his windbreaker, and he only wore a not very thick black sweater underneath, which looked very thin.

"What about you, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"It's not cold." It's really not that cold. During the army training, he was used to all kinds of harsh environments, so his body was still in good shape.

Qi Song didn't even think about it, took his hand, took a step closer to him, and gave him half of the windbreaker. Although it didn't cover much, the two squeezed together and could barely cover it.

Qi Song understands his stubbornness, if he refuses, he will definitely put on his clothes again, he doesn't want to give up the clothes so hypocritically, so they just use one together, and they can go back in a short time.

Shen Ci held the corner of his clothes and looked at him blankly. Their bodies were next to each other, and they looked very close.

Qi Song didn't pay much attention to it, "You're not a hard-boiled body. It's very troublesome to catch a cold this season. Let's go back quickly."

In this world... no one seems to care about his body anymore...

"Ah."

The two cuddled together and walked on the long street. The temperature dropped sharply, and the snowflakes became denser and fell on Qi Song's shoulder.

Shen Ci stretched out his palm to shake off the snowflakes on his shoulder, and put his arm on Qi Song's shoulder.

Qi Song turned his eyes to look at him, because of his size, he needed to raise his head to meet his gaze.

Shen Ci didn't let go because of his slightly dissatisfied look, but hugged him even tighter, "Let's go back quickly, our clothes should be soaked by snowflakes in a while."

As she spoke, she ignored Qi Song's gaze, hugged his body and continued walking.

The big palms wrapped around Qi Song's shoulders, making him feel an unprecedented warmth.

The two walked moderately, one step at a time, and the street lamps on the side of the street stretched the shadow of the two cuddling tightly, making everything seem so comfortable.