After being scummed by four men

Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the bench, Xia Youjie couldn't help lowering his head and smiling.

Joy, almost the joy of being blessed by the goddess of luck, poured out from the bottom of his heart continuously.

He wiped his face with his left hand, and with a bit of disbelief after waking up from a long dream, he stood where he was, carefully peeping at the blond boy.

Sparks rolled upwards with white cigarette paper, but Xia Youjie didn't notice it, and just looked at him greedily and joyfully.

He Zecheng looked at Nanako and Mimiko, two six-year-old girls who were playing in the sand not far away. They had been imprisoned in a cage by the villagers, so that they did not go to school when they reached the school age.

He has arranged for the enrollment of his two children through an intermediary he met when he accepted the empty shell of Panxing Teaching a while ago, and he can go to school next Monday.

The late-autumn wind blew coldly at his withered dark blonde short hair. He Zecheng looked at the two children in a daze, and the two clear light golden double pupils had turned into two gray frosted glass balls. The blows and hardships of the past few days have made this 16-year-old boy unbearably depressed.

At this time, he felt a strong gaze, and this kind of fiery greed made him unable to help turning his head to look at the person coming.

"Xia You, Mr. Xia You?" He Zecheng was stunned.

He already knew that the conjuration world had designated Xia Youjie as his executioner, but now Xia Youjie had found him.

He Zecheng couldn't help standing up from the bench all of a sudden, took a few steps back, and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Then he saw Xia Youjie's face with a kind of surprise of lost and found, he walked forward a few steps and stopped, and said softly to him:

"Sincere."

Xia Youjie looked at the young man who had been so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and his involuntary retreat. He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and said in a low voice:

"Cheng, I didn't come to kill you."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but look up at him, the long and narrow eyes that looked cold and clear in both directions seemed to be overflowing with sadness.

"I, I know," He Zecheng smiled wryly, "That's it, I don't want Xia Youjun to embarrass you."

If the higher-ups catch you finding me but not killing me, they will persecute you even more.

"I told you, Cheng, you don't need to worry too much, you just need to rely on us." Xia Youjie walked gently to He Zecheng's side, turning his eyes slightly as he walked, observing He Zecheng's behavior expression.

But He Zecheng just shook his head with a wry smile and kept backing away.

Xia Youjie felt a strong sense of frustration in his heart, and he said softly:

"Cheng, for the past two months, I've been thinking, if I went with you that day..."

He Zecheng stopped backing away, he interrupted Xia Youjie.

"Mr. Xia You, no matter how many times I think about it, I am extremely glad that you were not there at that time."

He Zecheng smiled at him:

"Don't say silly things about sharing together. Of course, the fewer people who suffer bad luck, the better."

Xia Youjie looked at him deeply, and said softly:

"If it's you, I'd rather be unlucky with you than bear it alone."

Xia Youjie stood tall in the bleak landscape of late autumn, with his dark blue college uniform hanging loosely on his body, his head drooping slightly, looking at him with an indescribable affection.

He Zecheng lowered his head a little at a loss, his face was hot and touched, and at the same time, the same strange feeling as last time came to his heart again.

He felt his heart beating so fast that he wanted to run away shyly and embarrassingly.

At this time, the twin sisters who were playing in the sand noticed Xia Youjie approaching. This strange tall and strong boy aroused the vigilance of the two. The two children quickly ran over and stood in front of He Zecheng:

"Master Kazawa!"

He Zecheng hurriedly comforted the two children not to be afraid, explained to them that this was his friend, and at the same time he was relieved, freed from the inexplicable shyness.

Xia Youjie looked at the two children, and cast a questioning look at He Zecheng: "This is it?"

He Zecheng said vaguely: "The orphan I picked up by accident."

Xia Youjie's eyes flickered.He didn't believe it at all, because the timing of these two children's appearance was too coincidental, as soon as something happened to Cheng, they appeared beside Cheng.

Cheng's defection must have something to do with them.

Just as Xia Youjie was thinking fast, trying to figure out how to get the words out of the mouths of the two children, he heard He Zecheng say:

"Xia Youjun, I'm leaving first, see you next time."

He Zecheng smiled politely and distantly at him, turned around and left with the two children.

Xia Youjie's mood tightened, he turned around eagerly, looked at He Zecheng's thin back, and whispered in a pleading voice:

"Next time, is there really a next time?"

He Zecheng paused for a moment, and continued walking without stopping.

"Cheng! Will we meet again?" The people behind shouted eagerly at him, as if they urgently needed his affirmation, "I will, Cheng?"

However, He Zecheng tightly held the hands of the two children, lowered his head firmly, and disappeared from Xia Youjie's sight faster.

He Zecheng took the two children to Panxingjiao, walking slower and slower, and finally dawdling almost in place.

It was already late at this time, and the street lamps on the streets of Tokyo cast cold incandescent light on the crowd below, and the autumn wind blew his thin coat tightly against his body. He Zecheng, who was alone in the crowd, felt a long-lost A biting loneliness slowly grew out of his heart.

The two children seemed to feel that he was in a bad mood, and tightened his hand. He Zecheng felt it, and forced a smile to the two children, took a deep breath, cheered up, and prepared to take the two children quickly. child to go back.

At this time, He Zecheng seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye. He first stopped vigilantly, and then his expression became a little dumbfounded again.

"Mr. Xia You?" He Zecheng turned around and shouted helplessly at the sea of ​​people.

No one answered.

"I've already seen your curse spirit," He Zecheng searched for that figure in the crowd helplessly and amusedly, "You forgot, this is the curse spirit we captured when we were doing missions together, I recognize it."

I just want you to recognize it.Xia Youjie, who was hiding in the crowd, lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, then walked out.

With slumped shoulders and a haggard face, he looked at He Zecheng pitifully:

"Cheng, I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten yet."

"You have been with me for so long without eating." He Zecheng said angrily, but a little smile appeared on his face, but he suddenly thought of something, and the smile faded again.

He lowered his head and said to Xia Youjie coldly:

"Mr. Xia You, stop following me, or I will..."

Then his face turned red, and he hesitated for a long time without thinking of a harsh word.

Not far away, Xia Youjie still pretended to be pitiful, but in his heart, He Zecheng was so cute.

In the end, He Zecheng couldn't think of any harsh words, so he turned around in a hurry, walked quickly to Pan Xingjiao in a disguised manner, and warned Xia Youjie loudly:

"Stop following me!"

Nanako and Mimiko looked at each other, and while following He Zecheng's pace, they secretly threw the snacks in their pockets to the ground to guide Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie, who has a curse spirit that is actually very easy to track, raised his eyebrows, and his affection for the twins suddenly increased.

Under this constant "inside and outside cooperation", Xia Youjie successfully followed them to their current residence, the headquarters of the Panxing Sect.

Xia Youjie was locked out of the door, and was thrown in the field like a poor little cabbage that no one wanted.

He Zecheng frowned slightly. He was busy cooking for the two little ones in the kitchen, but he was thinking of Xia Youjie who was blowing the cold wind outside. Feeling restless, he accidentally cut his finger.

"Hiss—" He Zecheng threw down the kitchen knife in pain, and then he wanted to lift his finger to check the wound, and then felt a gust of wind blowing into the kitchen.

A boy with a ball head and strange bangs broke into the kitchen.

"Why are you so careless." He said words of reproach, but carefully held He Zecheng's injured finger in his hand.

I'm not blaming you, a shameless stalker!He Zecheng muttered complaining in his heart, but his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

He coughed, tried his best to keep a cold face, and asked Xia Youjie:

"How did you get in?"

After finishing speaking, I saw the two little ones at the door of the kitchen quietly poking their heads.

He Zecheng: "..." Well, the case is solved.

"You..." He Zecheng just wanted to tell the two children not to open the door for this cheeky man again, when he felt his fingers being sucked into a hot and humid place, and at the same time, there was a sound of being licked... licked from the wound He Zecheng couldn't help but let out a cry from the slight tingling pain and the soothing comfort.

"Xia Youjun!" He Zecheng blushed all of a sudden, and at the same time, he was a little flustered. The feeling of uneasiness and incomprehension became stronger and stronger, so strong that his eyes flew around subconsciously, but he didn't dare to look at Xia You Jay's face.

However, the more he didn't want to pay attention to Xia Youjie's expression, the more clearly he could see it.

I saw Xia Youjie looking at him with those deep eyes again, and then his thin lips parted slightly, allowing He Zecheng to see clearly how his fingers were being rolled by his tongue, from the fingertips To the fingertips, it slides slowly in a slow but tempting way, leaving behind a piece of crystal clear water.

Xia Youjie felt the fingers in his mouth tremble slightly, and then shyly curled up slightly.

He secretly laughed in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't make people too funny, otherwise he would scare them away.

He took the initiative to let go of He Zecheng's fingers, and at the same time untied He Zecheng's apron naturally and generously, and tied it around his waist. With He Zecheng's dumbfounded expression, he walked to the stove , Start cooking skillfully.

"You are really... acquainted." He Zecheng was silent for a while, and choked out a word.

"Is there?" Xia Youjie held the pot in one hand and the shovel in the other and smiled back at He Zecheng.

He Zecheng glared at him, and then stood beside him to help him, but Xia Youjie always cast a tender look at him, which made him flustered several times and stretched his eyes. It's cooking time this time.

After eating, Xia Youjie sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, holding a mobile phone in his hand, but staring at He Zecheng without blinking, and He Zecheng's eyes staring at the TV fluttered in the air, He didn't look like he was watching TV at all.

"You, you should go, Mr. Xia You." He Zecheng clenched his hands restlessly on his lap, he lowered his head, avoiding Xia Youjie's fiery gaze, and whispered.

"Aren't you going to stay with me, Cheng?" Xia Youjie said pitifully, "It's dark and cold outside, I'm so tired today..."

He Zecheng seemed to finally be unable to bear it any longer. He turned to look at Xia Youjie, and looked at him pleadingly:

"Xia Youjun, please, don't come again, okay?"

Xia Youjie paused, as if he had been hurt, He Zecheng quickly turned his head back in shame.

Then He Zecheng felt that his right hand was gently covered by a big hand with a thin callus.

The palm of that hand was dry and warm, and the thin callus on the palm of the hand was gently attached to the skin on the back of He Zecheng's hand. The whole hand tightly wrapped his hand, holding it tightly with a reassuring strength.

He Zecheng's heart was pounding, and he lowered his head tightly, not daring to look at Xia Youjie's expression.

"Let me make it up, Cheng," he heard Xia Youjie whisper, "I've been thinking, if we went together that day..."

"You don't have to suffer so much."

"Didn't I say it, Mr. Xia You, I don't blame you," He Zecheng blushed slightly, looked up at him and said, "So you don't have to blame yourself."

"You don't blame me for your will, I want to make up for it is my will," Xia Youjie said softly, and the palm of his hand rubbed on the back of He Zecheng's hand, "Please, let me make it up Take it for a while, just to let me not feel so guilty."

He Zecheng's heart trembled slightly from being rubbed by his slightly rough palm. He turned his gaze elsewhere, not knowing that his eye circles were already slightly red.

Xia Youjie noticed it, he looked at the blush, and slowly lowered his head as if being tempted...

He Zecheng felt something was wrong, he said in a panic:

"no!"

Xia Youjie paused, and took a restrained and hasty breath.

Then he heard He Zecheng say:

"In case, in case you are discovered..."

It seems that it was really for this matter that he said "no".

Xia Youjie couldn't tell the difference, and didn't point it out, but just continued naturally:

"Anyway, even if you don't let me come, I will come."

A rascal.

He Zecheng glared at him angrily, but Xia Youjie just looked at him with a smile, showing no sign of repentance.

Not only did he not repent, but he also asked naturally: "Cheng, where should I sleep tonight?"

He Zecheng couldn't resist his thick skin, so he had to compromise in the end:

"Okay, you can come, but..."

He bit his lip, seeming a bit embarrassed.

"But what?" Xia Youjie happily shook his hand when he heard that he could stay.

"It's just..." He Zecheng thought for a while, but he mustered up his courage and stared at him, "It's just that you don't do any more inexplicable actions!"

As he spoke, he brushed off Xia Youjie's hand that was holding him.

"...inexplicable?" Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, and the smile on his face faded.

Under He Zecheng's increasingly uneasy expression, he restored his smile without leaking:

"Okay, can I stay overnight?"

He Zecheng tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

After saying that sentence, Xia Youjie lowered his eyes and faded the unknown emotion of smiling over and over again in his mind.

What did Mr. Xia You think?He Zecheng buried his face sideways in the soft pillow, thinking of Xia Youjie's deliberate politeness before going to bed, he felt awkward for a while.

Then he heard his own door creaking softly.

Someone came in.

In the darkness, He Zecheng remained motionless, his eyes opened vigilantly, trying to judge what was going on, and then he heard the man whisper:

"Sincere?"

He Zecheng was stunned.

Mr. Xia You, what did he come to my room without sleeping?

During the few minutes when He Zecheng was in a daze, Xia Youjie seemed to think he was asleep, and came to his bedside lightly.

Then He Zecheng felt the mattress beside him sag, and then he was hugged into a warm embrace.

He Zecheng was too scared to move.

The tight muscles on Xia Youjie's chest and lower abdomen were tightly attached to his back, and his strong arms were also across his waist.

Xia Youjie lowered his head, buried his face in the crook of his neck, his warm and moist breath blew on his sensitive nape, making He Zecheng feel weak all over.

However, Xia Youjie didn't do anything else, it seemed that he just wanted to hug him to sleep.

In the end, He Zecheng fell asleep in a daze of shyness and confusion.

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There is a traitor in the family (dog head

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