The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

The boy's face was pale, but the end of his eyes was red. He sat on the ground with bare feet, trembling all over his body, wanting him to hug him.

Yan Ci felt tight in his chest, pursed his lips, and his black eyes softened a little. With one knee on the ground, he gently pulled the boy into his arms and stroked his head.

"Okay, hug you."

Xia Zhinian's forehead touched the socket of his shoulder, his head was in a mess, sometimes it was a dream, and sometimes it was reality.

The nose was sore, the end of the eyes was wet, and he bit his lips tightly not to let the cry leak out. The warm temperature enveloped him, with a light scent of shower gel, and he was patted on the back comfortingly.

Xia Zhinian felt unspeakably uncomfortable, his eyes were blurred by tears, and he sobbed slightly.

The boy curled up in his arms for a while, tired of crying and closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became steady, with water still dripping from the end of his eyes.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open.

Yan Ci and Xia Wenhan talked a few words, just in case, the bedroom door was left a crack at night, and it was not closed tightly, and no one was too sleepy, so he hurried over when he heard something.

Xia Wenhan frowned and raised his eyes, and saw the window was wide open, not far from the window his younger brother was huddled in Yan Ci's arms, with his head buried, quietly.

"what happened?"

His gaze rested on the open window for two more seconds.

Yan Ci looked back at him, picked him up, and said in a low voice, "Woke up from a nightmare, and now I'm asleep."

He carried him back to the bed, covered him with the quilt, and turned around to ask Xia Wenhan, "Brother Xia, is there a specific list of medicines that Xia Zhinian usually takes for asthma?"

Asthma patients are supposed to bring medicine with them, but Yan Ci never saw Xia Zhinian take it.

Xia Wenhan frowned, looked at the boy not far away who seemed to have an unusual relationship with his younger brother, and was silent for a moment, "I'll give you a copy tomorrow."

"it is good."

Xia Zhinian didn't sleep deeply, his dream was muddled with various things intertwined, he woke up early in the morning, feeling a little hot all over his body.

Opening his eyes, the genius outside was dimly lit, and the handsome and gentle boy next to him was facing him sideways, very close to him, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were a little black.

Obviously didn't sleep well.

Xia Zhinian calmed down a lot, what happened yesterday flooded his mind, a little at a loss, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and stood up silently.

As soon as he sat up, his arms suddenly tightened and were tightly bound.

"Where are you going?"

A voice came from nearby, and it sounded a little hoarse.

Yan Ci opened his eyes, grasping his hand with considerable strength, and seeing the young man by the bed who was about to get down, subconsciously pulled him back forcefully.

"Well."

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, and turned back unexpectedly, "Yan, Yan Ci."

"I'm going to... wash up." He whispered.

Yan Ci took a moment to wake up, stood up, didn't say anything about yesterday, and stroked his hair with his hand.

"I'll go as well."

Xia Zhinian didn't want to bother him too much, wanted him to sleep a little longer, looked down and saw the knuckle hands firmly wrapped around his forearms, pursed his lips, swallowed the words back, lowered his head, and got up quietly.

The two moved in sync in front of the sink, the bathroom door was ajar, and Yan Ci stood by the door casually, blocking the way.

Xia Wenhan had company matters to be dealt with online, so he got up earlier, and it was not convenient to order takeaway in the suburbs, so he checked the refrigerator for ingredients, so he made some casually.

It happened that Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci went downstairs.

The doors and windows of the villa were closed, and when eating, the dining table was extremely quiet, and Xia Zhinian could clearly feel the other two looking at him from time to time.

He didn't know how to deal with the current situation, how to face the Xia family.

My head hurts, and I have nothing to say with drooping eyelashes.

What should we do now?

The Xia family and Yan Ci may have felt that he was hit by the fact that Chu Qingjian was a straight man, but he himself knew that this matter had nothing to do with Chu Qingjian.

He just doesn't want to steal other people's stuff.

I don't want to take over other people's lives.

He doesn't know how far the difference between humanism and the original text is, and he doesn't know how the original text is going.

How do I return something to the original owner?

He couldn't think of a way.

Xia Zhinian had a dull pain in his head, and there was a humming in his ears. He glanced at the closed door, pursed his blood-colored lips, and stared at the metal spoon in front of him in a daze.

"Xia Zhinian."

Suddenly a cold white slender hand stretched out in front of him, and took away the thin metal spoon at the end, his arm was held, and he was pulled to the side with a strong force.

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment, his almond eyes widened, and he looked up blankly.

Yan Ci gripped the spoon, flattened his thin lips, and touched his head in a soft and cool voice.

"Be good, be good, okay?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"what?"

He was a little unresponsive. He cried for a long time last night, and now his throat hurts when he speaks.

Xia Wenhan on the opposite side raised his eyes, got up silently, and took away all the metal products on the table.

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Xia Zhinian was rarely speechless.

What can he do with a spoon?

But he understood what they meant.

Just leaving aside Yan Ci, when the Xia family finds out that their youngest son's body is occupied by someone of unknown origin, how much they treat him now will be how disgusting they will be in the future.

Xia Zhinian's heart twitched, his chest was stuffy and congested.

"Don't go to class today every year."

Xia Wenhan said flatly, his voice was as steady as ever, "Yan Ci, go as long as you want, I will take Niannian out to live."

Yan Ci replied, "I've already asked for leave."

Xia Wenhan: "..."

"…elder brother."

Xia Zhinian looked around, and asked tentatively, "I, can I go to class?"

"you can not."

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, and interjected gently, "Good boy, you want to come with me later."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Wenhan: "..."

During the day, Xia's father and Xia's mother came, worried, and wanted to see the situation of their youngest son.

Xia Zhinian was a little upset, he didn't know how to deal with the concern that shouldn't be put on him, so he didn't speak much.

Then they left, the gate was closed again, and there were three of them left in the villa.

Xia Zhinian was a little restless, walking around the room quickly.

It's not a problem to keep him in the villa.

Or a direct showdown? Maybe the Xia family will find a Taoist priest to paste a few talismans and set it on fire, and the original owner will come back.

The bedroom door was ajar, Yan Ci and Xia Wenhan were sitting beside him, Xia Wenhan was sending a message to Xia's father and Xia's mother, Yan Ci could clearly see that the young man was a little... anxious, absent-minded and disturbed.

Hiding something, anxious and anxious.

This uneasiness became more obvious after he had a nap in the afternoon and woke up with a start.

The young man was sitting in the quilt, the quilt was stacked around his waist, a few drops of cold sweat hung from his forehead, his face was pale and his breathing was short, his face was buried in his palm, and he was shaking slightly.

He is restless.

Are... afraid?

Yan Ci frowned slightly, his black eyes darkened slightly, stepped forward, and patted him on the back with a gentle voice.

Xia Wenhan was one step behind him and made a detour to the other side of the bed.

"Having a nightmare?"

In Xia Zhinian's dream, two worlds intertwined, one moment was grandparents, the other was the original owner and the original owner's parents, a little dazed and frightened, breathing hard.

He raised his head and met that warm and jade-like face.

"Yan Ci."

"Niannian, you..."

Suddenly another voice came from behind, trying to be calm and gentle, but the effect was mediocre. Xia Zhinian didn't see him, so he was startled, shrank back, and his breath stagnated.

Xia Wenhan tried his best to soften his voice, his long and narrow eyes were filled with worry, "Don't be afraid, it's Big Brother."

...But he is not my brother.

Xia Zhinian shivered, his fingertips turned white, he lowered his head, not looking into his eyes.

With a gentle palm on his back, he grabbed Yan Ci's sleeve, his eyes were reddish, and his voice was very soft.

"Yanci, I want...I want to go."

At this moment, this statement seems to have a little more shocking meaning, Yan Ci's eyes darkened, "Where are you going?"

No matter where, he doesn't want to stay here anymore.

His head hurts.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were sore for a moment, but he couldn't find a place to hide from the irritability in his heart.

He seemed to be roasted back and forth on the fire, suffering every second of being the original owner. The better the people around him, the Xia family, treated him, the hotter the fire would burn.

"Just...go out for a walk."

His eyelashes trembled, and his whole body seemed to be burning restlessly, upset and restless.

Yan Ci's black eyes stared at him for a while, thoughts surged in his heart.

...something is wrong.

It's so wrong.

A love that ended without a cause did not reach this point.

He hides secrets.

Yan Ci suppressed the doubts in his heart, stroked his hair, and slowed down his voice, "It's too late today, I'll take you out to play tomorrow, okay?"

"I want to go out by myself."

Xia Zhinian raised his eyes.

Yan Ci's voice was tinged with coolness, with a bit of force, not allowed to refute, the ending was very soft, "That's not allowed."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian took a deep breath, bit her index finger, and the thought of a direct showdown came up again irresistibly.

But he...was a little scared.

Xia's father, Xia's mother, and Xia's eldest brother, if their gentle or caring faces were replaced by the indifferent and disgusted expressions of their grandparents...

Xia Zhinian shivered.

He doesn't want this.

He would rather get the original owner back quietly, or, or wait until the end, until... Even if they hate him, he can't see or hear.

Yan Ci and Xia Wenhan looked at each other.

It was late, and the two of them staring together might have been more stressful.

Xia Wenhan went back first, Yan Ci applied medicine to the wound on Xia Zhinian's wrist, and replaced it with new gauze, trying to find someone else to watch and play with, to distract him.

But Xia Zhinian had no intention of doing this, and couldn't fall asleep when he just woke up, he just sat on the bed in a daze, tearing off the dead skin on his lips from time to time.

Yan Ci looked at him with deep eyes, something flickered in his dark eyes, went out and said a few words to Xia Wenhan, took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Xia Zhinian sat on the bed and flicked on her phone.

The class was as noisy as ever.

[Zou Ziqian]: My previous tablemate didn't come all day, @夏智年is sick? Your little cutie suddenly appeared.jpg

[Yuen Long]: Your former deskmate and your current deskmate didn't come either. I don't think I'm sick. Maybe something is wrong?

[Zhao Jinjin]: Chu Qingjian was also busy rehearsing dramas today, and disappeared after class.

[Yuen Long]: No, there are three people walking around. As a descendant of the Yuan Dynasty, this handsome guy is a bit lonely and vicissitudes.jpg

[Study committee member-Ye Baike]: I have said many times that the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty was not named Yuan, so can I study history? Cats despise.jpg

[Yuen Long]: Then I have the surname of Guo Guo, isn’t this even more powerful, hehehe, hold your head high.jpg

【Zou Ziqian】:...

[Study committee member - Ye Baike]: ...

[Zhao Jinjin]: @夏智年燕欢Come back soon, I miss the looks of the two of you, the whole classroom is a lot darker when these two are not here.

[Study committee member-Ye Baike]: Nod in admiration.jpg I never realized that Xia Zhinian is so beautiful before.

"Zi."

There is a slight sound made by the ending of the electric current.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and the headlights in the bedroom were suddenly turned off, only a small square of light was emitted from the screen of the mobile phone.

"??"

Xia Zhinian's head was in a mess, his reaction was a lot slower, and he didn't come back to his senses, and there were two "bang bang" sounds not far away.

The sound of something being knocked over one after another.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

power cut?

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, got up and got out of bed, walked quickly to the bathroom where the sound came from with his mobile phone, knocked on the door, and asked softly.

"Yan Ci?"

"Are you OK?"

It was quiet inside for a while, and a hoarse and low voice came out, "It's okay, you go back and stay."

"Bang" again.

The people inside snorted.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

fell?

Xia Zhinian's almond-shaped eyes widened, and he knocked on the door again, hesitating to speak, "You, are you alright?"

Yan Ci supported the wall with his hands, his eyes were dark, and the symptoms that hadn't had a serious attack for a while reappeared.

The fingertips were cold, as if they were being bitten by insects, and the stinging pain came one after another, piercing the nerves one after another, and the cerebral cortex was in pain.

Yan Ci took a deep breath, staring quietly at the direction of the door, his eyes were dark, and his voice was soft.

"Fake, maybe...not very good."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

A dull voice came from behind the door, as if holding back something, it was soft and low, "Can you... come in?"

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

what?

Xia Zhinian was stunned, his almond eyes widened, and he took a step back. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the darkness beyond the range of the phone's light, and then paused again, stuttering for a moment.

"I, how about I give you the phone? The one with the flashlight on."

Yan Ci smiled softly through the door, "It's already flared up, and it doesn't make much sense if there is light now."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian hesitated, Yan Ci was taking a bath, it would be too embarrassing for him to go in, and when Yan Ci's illness flared up...it was very dangerous.

He blinked, "It's fine if you come out."

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth in the darkness, his voice was clear, and he sighed, "Xia Zhinian, I can't get out."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Really fell?

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, his voice was sweet, and he said slowly: "Actually, it's been a while since I've had an attack, and suddenly it's...it's quite serious."

He said softly: "The door is unlocked, and I've already got dressed, classmate of special medicine, help me, okay?"

"..."

"..."

Xia Zhinian hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, his eyelashes trembled a few times, opened the door, and pushed it gently.

The scorching warmth in the bathroom rushed over in an instant, with moist water vapor and the slightly familiar fragrance of light shower gel, covering it in an instant.

Leaning in front of the sink was a slender, cold, white figure, very close to the door, with finger bones propped against the edge of the sink, fingertips turning white.

Clothes worn, but not much...

There is only a pair of thin pajama pants, the cold white skin on the upper body is glaringly white in the light of the mobile phone flashlight, covered by muscles with clear texture, not particularly obtrusive, but it contains unimaginable terrifying strength.

Xia Zhinian's hand holding the phone trembled, and he turned his head quickly, his ears were a little red, and he didn't know what to say.

"you you…"

Can you dress well? !

Yan Ci smiled, stretched his arms, and pulled the boy over.

Xia Zhinian's feet slipped, and he was almost unable to stand still due to the force. He supported the sink with his hand, and the long, knuckle hand that was pressed to the bottom suddenly moved away, startled.

"You have a lot of strength, why can't you get out?"

Yan Ci's face turned slightly pale, and he smiled lightly, "It's stiff, very uncomfortable."

The warmth on Yan Ci's body was even stronger, and the fragrance of the shower gel was also more obvious. Xia Zhinian's ears were flushed, whether it was from the heat in the bathroom or something else, "I, I will help you out?"

The rice cake dumpling can be regarded as a little more energetic, Yan Ci sighed softly, and patted his head, "It's useless to go out, how useful, you know."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian swallowed hard, looked away, without much pause, "Then... you should touch it."

There was warmth in Yan Ci's body, his smile was pleasant, the scars at the end of his eyes were a little loose, and his voice was soft.

"I need a hug."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

What?

To be honest, he has been hugged by Yan Ci many times, but, but...

Xia Zhinian froze all over, her ears were very red, her eyes were round and piercing, "It's not that I can't hug, it's not that I can't hug, you... put on your clothes first."

Yan Ci laughed, his voice was low and deep, as if his voice was soaked in moisture in a damp bathroom, it fell heavily into people's ears.

"Good boy, what I'm hungry for is your skin, not your clothes."

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

I giao.

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped, the roots of his ears tingled, the redness instantly spread to the whole ear, and the earlobe was bright red.

Subconsciously shrunk back, his arms were locked and he was not allowed to retreat, he opened his eyes and hurriedly said: "But I... I'm wearing clothes."