invisible him

"I didn't lie. Besides, didn't we just know each other for a few days?" He moved A Yang's words and asked back.

"Ah, you're right, it's the feeling."

"But you don't take me to heart, I can feel it. You don't love me."

"Okay, okay, I admit it. I may not love you, or I don't know if I love you. Ah, to be more specific, I may not know what love is...

But I bet I like you Ayan, really, I like you a lot.Your appearance is very pleasing to me, and so is your personality. Just now we... well, so you see, I like you very much. If you need me to be responsible, I will also..."

"Did you find out what terrible scumbag theory you just said?"

Chang Xiyang interrupted the man who was struggling to figure out his words in a panic.He hugged his head, looked at the pair of eyes that glanced to the right and dared not look directly at him, "Look at me, hey, Si Song, look at me."

"It seems so, you're right. I don't know what's wrong with me. But I'm indeed a big scumbag." Si Song looked into Chang Xiyang's eyes, a little frustrated.

"No, you're right. Si Song, I think it's not that you don't love me, it's that you can't, you won't love me."

"Ayang, are you really just an ordinary human?"

"Look at what you said, it seems that you are not the same? Are you some kind of strange god? Huh?" He narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"What if I'm really a god? Will you worship me?"

"Then I must be like you, I am also a god." His tone was so firm that Si Song's heart trembled for no reason.

It's as if, that person said just now, I'm standing by your side.

"That's fine."

"Yes, it will be fine."

"Ayan, go home. The rain has stopped."

"Ah."

Facts have proved that Si Song's big pig's hoof is still very fragile.He was too tough just now, but when he got home, he became erratic.

Chang Xiyang grabbed the hand of the staggering man, sure enough, it was terribly hot.Chang Xiyang reached out and touched his forehead, "Why is it so hot?"

"I seem to have a fever?"

Not to mention the Creator, an ordinary human man would not have a fever just because he was exposed to a little rain, "I should have a fever if I have a fever."

Chang Xiyang complained in a low voice, he seemed a little dissatisfied, but he couldn't hide his distress.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Si Song smiled foolishly.

"Go to sleep." He lowered his head and kissed the man's hot forehead, "I'll make you some porridge."

"Wouldn't it be nice to stay with me?"

"I'll feed you porridge later, okay? Then take the medicine, and I'll sleep with you. Huh? Okay?"

His voice was soft and waxy, as if he was coaxing a child, and he smiled helplessly when he saw Si Song aggrieved and nodded.

He pretended to be relaxed, but his heart had already sunk to the bottom.

This person is not pretending, and Si Song is not the kind of person who is so naive as to pretend to be sick.But... just light rain.

This has nothing to do with the rain. It is caused by Si Song's own body. Fever is a self-protection mechanism of the body. So, Si Song, what are you defending against?

What is it that broke into your body and forced you to lose the ability to love?

Chang Xiyang was quietly washing rice in the kitchen.

Si Song was burning faintly in the room.

His clothes were drenched in cold sweat, his teeth chattered from the cold, he turned over twice and became even more uncomfortable, and kicked off the bed twice in anger like a child, but Ayang didn't come to see him.

"Ayan!" He shouted at the top of his voice, but no one responded.

"Ayang! Ayang, Ayang!!" Si Song shouted again in a panic, but Ayang still didn't come in. He stood up in a daze, pushed open the door and walked outside.

The world is shaking, and there is no one in the empty house.

"Ayan!" Why... isn't there.

Chang Xiyang was immune to his emotions, but just because he couldn't perceive Chang Xiyang didn't mean he couldn't see his traces through other things. Si Song's body shook twice and hit the wall hard. He tried his best to stabilize himself. The shape does not fall, and the palm touches the wall... Ayang, are you going out?

How did you go out?

This is the heaven, where can he go?He doesn't know anything, will he find out that I lied to him?

Si Song was covered in cold sweat, and dizziness forced him to slide down slowly against the wall, squatting on the ground, "Ayang..." He closed his eyes, suppressing the feeling of vomiting.

so cold...

Where are you……

why leave...

"Si Song? Why are you here!" Chang Xiyang appeared out of nowhere and exclaimed.

"Ayang! Ayang! Where have you been!" Si Song quickly opened his eyes, struggling to stand up and hug that person, but his eyes turned black and he almost couldn't stand still.

Chang Xiyang hurried over to catch the crumbling man. His clothes were all wrinkled, a button was missing, and there were some ambiguous marks on his chest, "A Yang?" Si Song tore open the man's neckline, really!

"What did you do! Where did you go! Who is this with!" Si Song asked, grabbing his collar.

"I didn't go out! This is... left over from before, look, I made porridge for you, Si Song, look, porridge."

He quickly turned around and brought out the porridge. In the delicate bowl, there was a thin layer of shredded pork on the white porridge, which was still steaming hot. The words in the blue spiritual power.

"Who are you! You are also the Creator, right! Tell me, you are also the Creator, who did you go to see? Mr. Orange! You went to bed with him! And then conjured up a bowl of porridge to perfuse me, right! Chang Xi I want you to speak!"

Si Song roared hysterically, his eyes were red with anger, and the hand holding the man sank hard into the flesh.

"I was discovered by you." Chang Xiyang's innocent and panicked face turned cold, and he smiled coldly, but his eyes were still full of charm, which was really seductive, "You know who I am, I You also know about the matter with Mr. Orange...how can I do it? Why don't you...kill you."

He suddenly approached, with a strange, almost ferocious smile, and Si Song's terrified face in his pupils.

"Ahhh!" Si Song cried out in pain, and suddenly woke up!

...is a dream.

"Si Song! What's wrong with you!" The door was pushed open abruptly, and Ayang rushed in in a panic, throwing himself beside the bed.

"What's the matter, Si Song, did you have a nightmare? Still not feeling well?"

He saw the man sitting fragilely on the bed, his face pale, covered in cold sweat, his body trembling violently, as if he was still trapped in a nightmare.

"Ah...Yang?" Si Song raised his head, looking at him with a dull gaze, "Ah Yang?"

"It's me, I'm here, it's okay, be obedient, it's okay, Ayang is with you, isn't it?" He quickly hugged the trembling man, coaxing in a low voice.

"It's you? Who are you...? Who are you! You are the creator, right! You are a liar!"

Si Song's face suddenly changed, he panted heavily, his voice became sharp, he tore off Chang Xiyang's shirt, "Sure enough, you went to bed with someone else while I was sick! With whom! I know your name! I I heard it! I also know the man's name, are you going to poison the porridge to kill me! You wicked villain!"

"What are you talking about! Si Song, what are you talking about! Well, didn't these traces be left by you yourself at the lotus pond just now?

How could I poison you, Si Song, did you have a nightmare?

Look, the dream has woken up, right? Look at me, I am Ayang, I made porridge for you, if you are afraid it will be poisonous, I will drink it for you, okay?

You calm down first.Your clothes are all soaked, let me take off your clothes for you first, wipe your body, and then bring in the porridge, okay?Um? "

Si Song's mood calmed down, he lowered his head, not responding.Seeing this acquiescence, Chang Xiyang sighed. He unbuttoned Si Song's clothes and took off his sweat-soaked shirt. Si Song's body was much stronger than his, and his muscles were perfect and beautiful. On the broad chest, there are little red marks left by him during the day.

But now he doesn't have the desire to appreciate artworks, Si Song's condition is very bad.

He randomly folded the clothes twice, "I'll get you a towel, wait for me later, okay?" Si Song nodded slowly.