The O that wants to mark the A

Zhou Sixia knew from a young age that people around loved to look at his eyes.

More than one person has said that his eyes are like gemstones and crystals, which are uniquely beautiful and rare in the world.

But he is not a rare treasure in the art museum, which attracts people and is willing to pay expensive tickets for it, just to take a look at it from a distance with the mood of appreciation.

He is not even a golden flower soaked in natural rain and dew on the branch of a sacred tree in India, which is picked with reverence and love.

He is just a golden bead trapped in a dark corner, without the warm sunlight shining, without the protection of a solid bulletproof glass box, any pair of dirty hands can reach out to him, and have a chance to take him as their own.

So, after he realized this, he locked this beauty in the boundless darkness, preventing anyone from seeing it.

It wasn't until the day when Luo Can stayed overnight that he revealed this secret: on the one hand, it was because he had to take off his invisibility when sleeping, and on the other hand, he wanted to gain more admiration from the other party.

As expected, he saw the obsessive eyes of the other party - just like now, the eyes were full of wet longing, obviously he didn't take a step, but he kissed his eyelashes with his eyes.

Pursing her pale thin lips, Zhou Sixia gave a faint smile, and asked in a cool voice, "Did you have a good chat with Miss Du today?"

A splash of cold water poured directly into Luo Can's heart, he bit his lip and shook his head vigorously, as if eager to clarify.

"Oh." Zhou Sixia closed his eyes, as if he was very tired. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were covered by the shadow cast by the eyelashes, and the brilliance dimmed a little, "I don't want to hear clichés, you only have a chance to say a word."

As he spoke, he got off the chair, looked directly into Luo Chan's eyes, and walked in front of her step by step.

With a height of 1.7 meters, Luo Can, who was 1.8 meters tall and above [-] meters, could not reach the height of eye-level sight at all, but the moment his feet landed, Luo Can had already knelt down on one knee, allowing him to use the cold His eyes froze his body.

Luo Can would rather the other party do this - he was really stung by Si Xia's eyes at noon.

Those eyes full of indifference and sadness are more terrifying than cold eyes, comparable to a large nuclear explosion.

He has tasted the bitterness brought by jealousy, and the jealousy that burns people to ashes, each of which makes him so painful that he is almost out of breath, but he is still just "tasting"—the number of times can be counted on the fingers, thinking Xia Que has to face these from time to time, from the beginning when they were together until now.

In comparison, how can everything he has suffered today be regarded as torture?

He raised his head and looked into Si Xia's beautiful eyes. With a slightly hoarse voice, he condensed all the monologues in his heart into one sentence:

"It hurts me...it hurts me like you."

He saw Si Xia stretch out her thin hand towards him, and gently stroked his face: "Okay."

Under Zhou Sixia's orders, Luo Can obediently removed the clothes on her body, leaned her back on the soft pillow, leaned back, and was imprisoned by two pairs of handcuffs at the head of the bedroom bed.

The table lamp on the cabinet was turned very dark, the dim light illuminated the outline of Luocan's chest and abdomen muscles like an oil painting, and the faint scent of flowers diffused in the humid air, as gentle as Luocan looked at Sixia gaze.

Si Xia sat between Luo Can's wide-open thighs, took off the bracelet on her hand, and threw it on the cabinet.

The aroma of Mocha became rich all at once, but it was not soft and soothing, but rather cold, which made the marked Luo Can feel powerless all of a sudden, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

Immediately afterwards, Si Xia took out a pure blue cotton eye patch from the pocket of her pajamas, and quickly covered Luo Can's eyes.

At the same time that the darkness occupied the field of vision, Luo Can's body shook involuntarily and bit her lower lip.

He was afraid of the dark since he was a child, so afraid that he had to turn on all the lights in the dormitory to sleep peacefully.The first night when he and Si Xia spent the night here together, he was ashamed to mention this matter to the other party, so he bit the bullet and lay down tired for a long time without being able to fall asleep.He could smell the fragrance of Sixia's body, he could hear Sixia's gentle breathing, everything told him that the surroundings were safe and clean, he was not alone, and his outstretched hand would never touch rough On the concrete walls and the concrete floor covered with slippery moss, he will not hear the strutting of bedbugs and the rustling of mice... But he is still afraid.

Darkness is the same everywhere, it can erase everything, awaken the fear in people's memory, it makes all falsehoods real, and all truths become distorted.

Sixia is a light sleeper, and the sound of the people around her breathing a little loudly can wake her up, so she was very impatient with him turning over quietly when she couldn't fall asleep, turned around and hugged him tightly, and took advantage of the opportunity to bite his broad shoulder : "Don't move any more."

Later, he got used to it, and fell into a deep sleep in Si Xia's arms in a daze.

Later, Sixia didn't need to hug him, as long as his body was in contact with the other party, he could sleep peacefully in the dark.

But now is different.

Si Xia is here to punish him, and it is very likely that she will not touch him at all next time, even if she touches, it will definitely not be hugging or stroking.

Just as he was thinking this way, a warm breath suddenly came from the side of his face, his tone was light and soft, and his voice was low, like the pattering raindrops scratching deep in his cochlea:

"Are you still in the susceptible period?"

"……exist."

As soon as Luo Can finished speaking, there was a slight tactile sensation on his left hand—it was Si Xia who was taking off his restraint bracelet!

[The author has something to say: something popped up all of a sudden. 】