The door was closed heavily, causing the chandelier on the ceiling to shake slightly and a few wisps of dust fell.

Yan Zhijin asked blankly, "Why are you here?"

"Come to find you." Yan Hui stood under the quiet light. The soft light warmed his pale complexion, and his deep facial features were beautiful and mysterious. "We are lovers, and we should live together."

"Do you like this?" He pointed to something in the bookcase.

Yan Zhijin was mentally prepared for his perfunctory answer, and didn't listen to a single word of his answer.

He saw that Yan Hui had been standing in front of the bookcase, as if he was very interested in the things in the bookcase, worried about what he would do, so he raised his vigilance and walked over quickly: "Which one are you asking?"

"This." Yan Hui pointed again.

The bookcase is made of wood, with a layer of glass doors that move side to side on the outward side.Yan Hui was referring to a photo inside.

The photo is quite old, and Yan Zhijin in it is just a five or six-year-old child, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, the shirt is buttoned up to the top button, the immature face is the same as now, the corners of the mouth are tightly pursed Yes, without showing a trace of expression.

He casually held a certificate, but carefully held a plastic box.In the plastic box, a group of orange things can be vaguely seen.

The banner in the background reads "The Xth National Encyclopedia Knowledge Contest for Primary School Students".It can be seen from the blurred writing on the standing position and the certificate that he took No.1.

Yan Hui's focus is on the orange ball.

"You have a lot of photos with it." His fingers moved on the glass door, his tone was slightly sour, "You like it so much?"

There are not many photos in the bookcase, basically only one every two years.The scenes and times in the photos are different, and Yan Zhijin has gradually grown up, but there is always a snake coiled around his wrist or neck.

It is a white hog-nosed snake with orange patterns, big eyes, slightly raised snout, round body, and looks very cute.

In some photos, Yan Zhijin would stroke the top of the snake's head with gentle movements and gentle eyes.

"Is it beautiful? Or is it smart?" Yan Hui asked jealously as he tapped the glass with his fingertips.

Yan Zhijin opened the glass door, put away all the photos, put them in a drawer, and asked coldly, "Why are you asking this?"

"As partners, we should know each other's preferences." Yan Hui followed behind him and said with a smile.

Yan Zhijin closed the drawer with a "bang", locked it, turned around, put his hands on his chest, and simply admitted: "Yes, I like it very much."

The temperature of Yan Hui's smile dropped."What do you like about it?" he asked.

"A lot, the color is good-looking, the length is suitable, the hand feels good, and the personality is docile..."

Yan Zhen listened carefully, nodding his head every time he said a word, as if taking notes: "Do you want me to become like this?"

"Okay." Yan Zhijin replied lightly.

Seeing that the corners of Yan Hui's mouth were raised, he paused on purpose, changed the subject, and asked sarcastically, "It's dead, do you want to go with it?"

The surrounding atmosphere froze for a moment.

Yan Hui's thick eyelashes cast two shadows under his eyes, covering up the emotion in his eyes. He stood in the backlight, his expression on his face was dim and gloomy.

Yan Zhijin lowered his arms, supporting the table behind him.He looked out the window, and the toe of his shoe landed nonchalantly.

He wanted to end this meaningless topic quickly.

Yan Hui didn't like him at all, he just wanted to have some fun.And now he doesn't want to play with Yan Hui anymore.

Yan Hui realized in his conscience that he didn't want to pester him any more, if he was irritated, he could end him quickly, he didn't want to play this kind of sweet and false love game anymore.

"Yes." Yan Hui suddenly smiled, and took Yan Zhijin's right hand, "If death can make you remember me forever, I am willing."

He held Yan Zhijin's hand, not giving him a chance to take it back, and gracefully pulled him to draw a diagonal mark on his chest.

"I am willing to die for you." He is like a devout believer.

Yan Zhijin stared at him blankly, his lips parted slightly, and his shoulders trembled unconsciously.

Yan Hui's fiery gaze fell on his cheek, almost burning his skin.

A feeling of absurdity prevailed.

A person whose body temperature was much lower than ordinary people actually gave him a hot feeling, like a raging fire, burning from his fingertips all the way to his heart.

"It was given to me by my dad. I raised the first snake when I was a child. At that time, he went to Disheng to get it. It was just like this. It has been with me for a long time and is very important to me. I don't like others to take it. Just kidding about it." Yan Zhijin said in a low voice, avoiding his gaze.

He didn't know why he had to say so much, let alone why he had to explain to Yan Hui.

"Oh," Yan Hui nodded thoughtfully, "Actually, I won't die."

Yan Zhijin: ...

He has a shame of being cheated on.

Yan Yan smiled narrowly: "There is no way to end my life, and I don't exist—there are almost no enemies that can threaten me."

There was a proud look on his face.

"You too," he added softly, "I will not put you in danger of death."

"No need." Yan Zhijin flatly refused.

He withdrew his hand, took out a tissue, and wiped the places Yan Hui had just touched one by one.

"You want me to become like this?" A haze appeared in Yan Hui's eyes, he maintained the curvature of the corner of his mouth, and said politely, "I can become exactly like it, so you don't need to be sad because of losing it."

"No need." Yan Zhijin threw away the tissue and said, "It's all over."

He took out his phone, clicked on the photo album, zoomed in on the photos, and swiped them one by one in front of Yan Hui.

He introduced while drawing: "This is knight, a male black king snake; this is snowflake, a white lady..."

"You have raised many snakes." Yan Hui's smile became colder and colder.

"Yes. To be precise, there are five of them now." Yan Zhijin put away his phone and folded his arms around his chest.

"I'm just one of them, right?" Yan Hui asked.

Yan Zhijin looked at him with deep eyes, and said without hesitation, "Yes."

Yan Zhen was silent for a long time, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said briskly: "But you said that I am your favorite one. The most beautiful and smartest one you have ever seen."

"..." Yan Zhijin's eyes flickered, he lowered his head not to look at Yan Hui's face, and unconsciously stroked the folds of his clothes with his fingertips, "You chose to follow me because I took care of you when you were sick." ,Is it right?"

Yan Hui was noncommittal.

"No, that's not accurate. You don't need me to take care of you, and you can recover on your own." Yan Zhijin said to himself, "I just happened to appear by your side and gave you some insignificant help."

Yan Hui said, "You are very important."

Yan Zhijin smiled.

He changed his standing posture, shifted his weight to the other leg, buried half of his face in his palm, and still did not look at Yan Zhu: "But another person would do the same. I still have the same idea, you can easily find it People who believe in you and love you, they will serve you more carefully than me, and they will love you wholeheartedly.”

"And you don't want to." Yan Hui's warm eyes fell on the top of his head.

Yan Zhijin looked at the ground.

The ticking of the clock can be heard silently in the room.

"Let's play a game, shall we?" Yan Hui said suddenly.

Yan Zhijin's spirit froze, and just as he was about to shake his head, he felt an invisible force pressing down on his shoulder, preventing him from moving.

Yan Hui said leisurely: "I will give you what you want until you believe in me willingly. There is no time limit, as long as you don't admit to being my believer, I will always help you."

"I don't want anything..."

"I can give you the knowledge you want." Yan Hui interrupted him.

Yan Zhijin raised her head abruptly, and stared at him in shock.

Yan Bo's eyes are like the vast and unpredictable starry sky, with breathtaking power: "All the secrets you want to know, about those mysterious creatures, about undiscovered planets, about the boundless I can give you all the knowledge about the universe, about the order of the world’s operation, about the future of human beings and other creatures, and about me.

"Aren't you curious, how did I make those little white mice lose their minds? Aren't you curious about how far I can go? Aren't you curious about what kind of world my kind and I live in? Aren't you curious—how? To escape my mark?

"No one can answer these questions for you except me."

"And all you have to do is to become mine," he paused for a moment, and then forcefully uttered two words, "believer."

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Pig nose, cute.

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