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

It has been several days, although he thought not to look at the computer, but his behavior prompted him to open it by accident.

As soon as he turned it out, he saw something that surprised him.

When the hot soup pot was poured on Shen Ci, he almost instinctively panicked. He didn't know what he touched, but he felt an extremely strong desire in his chest, which quickly stripped his senses until his body gradually lost consciousness. .

For a split second, he touched the person he missed so much and lay in his arms. This feeling was very clear, but when he was still about to do something, that external force rushed straight at him. When he reached his chest, he wanted to speak, but it was oppressing him heavily, making it difficult for him to speak a word.

When he woke up again, he had returned to reality.

The familiar touch just now was like an illusion, fleeting.

But when he woke up, he was still lying in the cold room. At that moment, he couldn't tell whether the situation in front of him was a dream or reality.

Without thinking about anything else, he quickly turned on the computer, and then continued to watch the following plot.

Shen Ci hurriedly reached out to support Qi Song's body, because he was panting rapidly, he stretched out his palm and gently supported his back, trying to calm him down first.

After a while, Qi Song's breathing gradually calmed down, his eyes were empty, and there was no response for a long time, his eyes kept staring at a certain place, as if he was thinking about something.

Shen Ci's eyes never left him, he looked at his face quietly, there was a complex meaning in his eyes, which was fleeting.

"Is there any discomfort on your body?" Shen Ci asked.

Pulled back to his senses by his voice, Qi Song hurriedly shook his head, "No more, I am... what's wrong?"

"The waiter almost scalded me with the soup pot just now. You saved me, but you were hit by yourself." Shen Ci replied unequivocally.

Qi Song lowered his eyes in thought, but did not respond for a while.

Seeing this, Shen Ci continued to ask: "You...don't have any impression?"

Qi Song's eyelashes trembled, he looked up at him quietly, and he took two or three seconds to respond before replying: "I just... just acted instinctively, I didn't think too much, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Ci nodded understandingly, and patted him on the back, "It's okay, as long as you're fine, and thank you for saving me just now."

Looking at Shen Ci's gaze, he always felt that Shen Ci was looking at another person through him. The meticulous care, as well as the considerate and gentle care a while ago, was something he had never seen before, and he was unconsciously obsessed. It almost made him think...that he was supposed to be the one in his heart.

I don't know why there is such a strange idea. Every time when I resist and want to refuse, my heart prompts me to accept it by accident. Will they get along like this forever?

"En." He agreed casually, then leaned against the head of the bed, and returned to the preoccupied look before.

Shen Ci didn't say any more, and sat quietly at the side. Their relationship...was a bit too quiet.

When he saw this, his heart was filled with emptiness. He wanted to go back to the book, but he couldn't do anything. Qi Song in the book would not take the initiative to tell the truth, and even obeyed everything and just let things happen. It's happening, what's his purpose?

But no matter what, that body is also his, he can't think so much wishful thinking, if he can really have a happy ending with Shen Ci, then he can only feel relieved...

Just thinking about it, the computer screen suddenly went black, and a familiar face appeared on the pitch-black screen.