MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 31 don't go

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

What?

Xia Zhinian was dumbfounded.

Yan Ci raised his hand, the back of his hand was red, contrasting sharply with the cold white skin around his wrist, it was extremely glaring at first glance.

A few traces of depression flashed across Yan Ciruyu's face, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, especially attractive, and his voice was soft.

"hand pain."

"Student Xia just said that he is looking for you seriously, and you are in charge, so you can't just give up now."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked at the main character Shou who couldn't hide his sorrow, and suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Is this still the black sesame glutinous rice ball?

Or, what kind of new glutinous rice ball skin is this?

"You... really hurt?"

He asked in a low voice, half-believing, his eyes round.

Yan Ci nodded, Xia Zhinian looked at his hands that were still red until now, thinking that it was because he was burned, bit his lips, and tentatively said: "Then I... find someone to take you to the infirmary? Or Hospital?"

"Find someone?"

Yan Ci paused, looked straight at him with black eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a gentle smile, "Student Xia is so ruthless, the trouble he caused has dragged me down, and he still wants to leave me alone."

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, he looked down at the young man from a high position, and gave a good-natured chuckle.

"Student Xia, do you want to think about it and repeat this sentence?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian had one head and two big heads, poked his fingertips on his clothes, was speechless, and went to the infirmary with Yan Ci with his mouth flattened.

Fortunately, Yan Ci didn't do anything unbearable. The doctor on duty in the infirmary took a look and found that it was not serious, so he just prescribed the medicine and asked him to go back and wipe it off.

Xia Zhinian heaved a sigh of relief, and Yan Ci gave him one of the two boxes of medicine in his hand, along with a few pieces of candy from Lao Qin.

In the last self-study class, Lao Qin was not here tonight, the classroom was full of noise and chaos, Xia Zhinian saw Chu Qingjian looking forward at the front right.

The girl at the door smiled at him and waved brightly. Chu Qingjian looked at the messy classroom and saw that no one was watching, so she went out carelessly.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked at the scene of the protagonist Gong and his girlfriend walking away together, somewhat heartbroken, and looked at their backs eagerly.

He was worried that the plot would collapse completely, but Qi Jin, who fit the plot today, made trouble for him and gave him a chance.

However, in the current situation, he can't force Chu Qingjian to separate from his girlfriend.

Xia Zhinian was frowning, and sighed listlessly.

Zou Ziqian comforted: "At the same table, don't be too sad, I didn't think you could make it."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked at him quietly.

Zou Ziqian laughed, "I think the monitor and you have a sense of CP, and the forums are almost crazy, saying that you two can always be photographed together."

"..."

Xia Zhinian rested her chin on the table, "It's hard to say."

Zou Ziqian asked strangely, "But by the way, where is the class monitor? Lao Qin is not here. Why is there a disturbance in the classroom and no one cares about it?"

Xia Zhinian glanced at Yan Ci's seat, there was indeed no one there, and he was still there in the last class, so he said casually, "Maybe I'm going to be late for something."

"Buzz."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone in the table hole vibrated, and the vibration was transmitted through the table to the tip of his chin. When he took it out, he saw that it was a message from an unknown contact—

[Master Xia, the final payment has been received, and Yan Ci has been locked in the basement activity room as you said. There are few people there, and no one will never find it. Don't worry, we will release him early tomorrow morning, and we will never let him go. Someone checks on you. 】

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"??!!"

What's this? !

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, his almond eyes fixed on those few lines and read it again, when something suddenly came to his mind.

The original text seemed to say that Xia Zhinian was looking for trouble with Yan Ci and locked him in an empty room, but Chu Qingjian happened to have something to do with Yan Ci and came out soon.

This crop has hardly caused any storms.

But now...

He looked forward to the right and saw that Chu Qingjian was empty. He quickly made a call to the protagonist Gong, but no one answered.

...Strange, he didn't ask someone to lock the door, so who locked it and sent it to his mobile phone? And Yan Ci's black sesame glutinous rice **** can really be easily locked in the door?

Xia Zhinian was a little anxious, poking her fingertips in her palm.

Let's not talk about anything else.

Just say the main character suffers from...

Yan Ci is afraid of the dark.

The wires in the basement activity room are broken. What if they are really locked inside... Although I don’t know what the relationship between fear of the dark and skin thirst is, but when it’s completely dark like the cellar, Yan Ci will get sick.

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, and called Chu Qingjian again, but still couldn't get through, worried that Chu Qingjian blocked him before, and asked Zou Ziqian to continue calling.

Also no one answered.

"What's wrong, my deskmate is in a hurry." Zou Ziqian was puzzled.

Xia Zhinian glanced at Yan Cibu's messy classroom, bit his lip, struggling back and forth in his head.

The original text said that he did it, and this person also sent a message that he did it. According to the original text, he sat still and completed a plot for nothing, which is a very good thing.

But, but...

He looked down, and there were still unopened scald ointment and a few new candies in the table hole.

A little shaken.

Although the black sesame glutinous rice **** were a bit black-hearted, they didn't do anything to him. At most, they wanted to use him as a humanoid medicine.

Xia Zhinian bit her finger, struggled in her head for a moment, stood up, and rushed out of the classroom.

"Hey at the same table? What are you doing?"

Zou Ziqian yelled from behind, but he ignored him. He ran down and called the sender, but he still couldn't get through. Gritting his teeth, he ran to the basement activity room panting, looking around.

There was a circuit failure, there were no lights in the corridor, and it was dark and dead silent. Several activity rooms were arranged in sequence on the left and right sides, and the doors were all closed.

Xia Zhinian was short of breath, bit his index finger, looked around, found the most secluded room first, couldn't turn his hand away, and patted on the door.

"anyone there?"

"Yan Ci?"

"Are you in there?"

There was no movement inside, did he guess wrong?

Xia Zhinian was wheezing, her lungs hurt, her chest seemed to be covered with stones and sand, her lips were pale, she put her ears on the door and listened, and heard a slight movement, she frowned, and pressed her stickers on the door more and more. .

"...Yan Ci?"

"is it you?"

There was a low muffled sound inside, as if suppressing something.

At this!

Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the locked door, reckoned that Yan Ci would have come out early if he could kick it open, looked around, caught a glimpse of the narrow window on the top, and shouted inside.

"Wait for me a moment."

Because it was a basement, the windows were only for ventilation, and they were installed small and high. He pushed open the door of the activity room opposite, moved a table out of it, and placed it under the window.

He climbed up unsteadily, tiptoed to the window, and patted the window, the voice was clear and clean, a little anxious.

"Yan Ci? Are you okay, the window is open."

The activity room was pitch black, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. He turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and tiptoed to look inside.

The inside is gloomy, and the light falls into a clear path. In the darkest part of the innermost place stands a boy, with half of his body sunk in the darkness, his shoulders straight.

"bump!"

A punch hit the vertical sandbag in front of him.

The sound was blocked by the well-insulated doors and windows, so he couldn't hear clearly. He only saw the boy turn his head and look over, his brows and eyes hidden in the darkness, only a white shirt slantingly reflected the light, and his whole body was cold and stern.

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

The expression on Xia Zhinian's face was stunned, and a trace of blankness flashed across his amber eyes.

In which corner would Yan Ci curl up in the future, and in the end...he punched sandbags here?

Good guy.

But thinking about the danger Yan Ci was hiding, he felt quite normal again and patted the window.

"Yan Ci!"

In the darkness, Yan Ci was numb all over, and his sense of touch became more acute after he lost his vision. The itchiness gathered on the surface of the skin pierced into the nerves little by little, and the thirst was unbearable, which made him want to tear off that layer of skin.

He was patient enough in the dark and waited slowly.

Finally, when I heard some movement, I turned my head to look, and the unscrupulous anger in the darkness subsided, but it still carried a bit of coolness.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, walked slowly forward, stepped into the light, looked up at the head protruding from the small window, for a moment, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The rice cake dumpling is here.

Xia Zhinian.

... Xia, Zhi, Nian.

He chewed the name with his lips and tongue, as if he wanted to crush it bit by bit, and swallowed it into his stomach, a little bit of pleasant joy emerged from the tip of his heart, and he started to laugh even more.

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

Why are you laughing at the black sesame glutinous rice balls?

Weird.

Xia Zhinian saw him laughing alone, his almond eyes widened, he stood on tiptoe flat, retracted a little, after a while, poked his head out again, and patted the window.

The furry head melon outside the window disappeared and reappeared, Yan Ci smiled, moved a table over, stepped on it and opened the window, and the rice cake dumpling appeared in front of him without hindrance.

"Yan Ci?"

Xia Zhinian looked at his face, pursed his lips, with round almond eyes, and called him in a soft voice.

"Ok."

Yan Ci responded softly, and handed him a thin metal sheet. His face was pale, and his voice sounded a little weak. He said politely, "Go and open the door."

Xia Zhinian: "...??!"

key?

Have a key? !

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, but didn't bother to ask, and handed him the cell phone with the light on, and jumped off the table to open the door. When he opened it, he realized that it seemed to be a one-way lock, which could only be opened from one side.

The door was pushed open, and the silent corridor was cut through with a squeak, and the air of sealed dust permeated the room, and the vision was dim, with only a bit of muffled dim light.

"Yan Ci?"

He took a step forward, his almond eyes were wide open and he was a little nervous, and asked softly, "I can't see clearly, can you make a sound?"

"…Well."

A low muffled hum resounded nearby, Xia Zhinian's eyes were blurred, and suddenly, a tall figure fell down unexpectedly, pressing straight on him.

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

The tall figure leaned all over him suddenly with considerable strength. He was startled, couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Xia Zhinian's buttocks were numb from the fall, his face was wrinkled and his teeth were grinning, and there was a person on his body, seeing that he didn't respond, he panicked, bit his lip and pushed him.

"Yan Ci, how are you? Yan Ci?"

Passed out?

Yan Ci's chin rested on his shoulder, and he responded in a low voice, and stretched out his arms to wrap around the boy's waist. His dark eyes opened, and his voice was very soft, as if weak.

"Student Xia, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, and ran all the way down, her breath was so short that her throat started to dry out, her voice was a little at a loss, "Then, how about going outside to a bright place?"

"It's okay, just take it easy."

Xia Zhinian heaved a sigh of relief, pushed Yan to resign, "Get up first."

He wanted to stand up, but the weight on his body didn't lose half, and the arms around his waist tightened more and more.

The phone fell to the ground, face up, the light of the flashlight was blocked, and the eyes were dizzy.

Xia Zhinian was tightly bound, and the warm breath on the side of his neck came out one after another, causing his hairs to stand on end. He suddenly realized something was wrong, his heart tightened, and his long eyelashes lifted.

Yan Ci supported the young man's leg with one hand, clasped his waist with the other hand, put one knee on the ground between his legs, and straightened his body.

"Student Xia."

Yan Ci's dark eyes stared at him, for a moment, he got closer, and his tone was very soft, "I heard the person who locked the door say... Young Master Xia gave them 100,000 yuan for hard work."

"What did student Xia say?"

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment, his amber eyes didn't seem to react, he stared blankly at him, his whole body tensed slightly.

He didn't do it, but according to the plot, it was undoubtedly him.

He lowered his eyes, tightened his fingertips and looked away, "So what if it's me... Whatever you think."

Xia Zhinian wanted to stand up, but Yan Ci's strength was terribly strong, so he held him down easily, his bottomless eyes stared at him with no meaning.

After a while, he smiled slightly, with a low voice and a little doubt.

"Student Xia... doesn't seem to want to be a good person."

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

what do you mean?

In an instant, Xia Zhinian's alarm went off crazily, his scalp was numb, and his whole body collapsed. Yan Ci, who was holding his waist, easily found out.

Yan Ci tilted his head, slid his fingertips slowly, and clearly felt the trembling of the young man under him for a moment, and smiled.

"You're nervous, am I right?"

The young man let out a muffled snort, his almond eyes widened, and his voice was stiff and crisp, "No."

Yan Ci ignored his stubbornness, and looked at him carefully, "You fought with the gangster to save Zhao Jinjin, you don't let her tell, and hurried downstairs to save me, her breathing was worse than the physical test, and you don't want to tell me. "

"…why?"

Xia Zhinian was forced to be trapped in Yan Ci's arms, his eyes couldn't be avoided, his heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, and his voice was so loud that it seemed to be echoing in his ears.

Suddenly remembering the question that Yan Ci asked just now, something flashed in his mind, his amber eyes widened in surprise, and his crisp voice raised a little.

"You lied to me?!"

He already knew it wasn't him.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up, and he reached out to stroke his hairy head, with a smile that was not a smile.

... Rice cake dumplings have a secret.

He smiled, "A casual question."

Yan Ci didn't push too hard, and put half of his body weight on the young man and went to the infirmary.

It was only then that Xia Zhinian saw blood dripping from Yan Ci's arm, and there were a few long streaks, as if he couldn't restrain himself from scratching with too much force, leaving deep blood marks.

The teacher in the infirmary just saw them coming to get scald ointment in the morning, and came to bandage the wound in the afternoon, wrapping gauze around Yan Ci's arm, and looked at the silent white tender boy beside him with earnestness.

"Little classmate, if you quarrel, quarrel, don't do it."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Ok?

Xia Zhinian's mind was still immersed in the corridor just now, wondering if the protagonist Shou had noticed something strange.

Suddenly being clicked, he was dazed for a moment, his almond eyes were full of swaying light, and his voice was clear and innocent.

"I didn't catch it."

The black sesame glutinous rice **** are made by myself.

The school doctor looked at Yan Ci's pale face, "Then what's wrong with him, his face is so ugly."

Xia Zhinian glanced over at the end of his eyes, although Yan Ci's head turned quickly just now, and he was not soft on deceiving him, but he was still a little weak in the dark room.

His face was pale, and the thin scars at the end of his eyes spread loosely. From time to time, he raised his hand to hold the wrist of the other hand, obviously enduring something, but his face didn't show it.

Yan Ci smiled warmly, avoided the school doctor's hand and took the gauze.

"I accidentally cut it myself."

Xia Zhinian looked at the bloodstain on his arm, the round eyes on his porcelain white face stared at him, and his mouth was flattened.

The black sesame glutinous rice **** are quite ruthless.

Yan Ci's whole body was warm and moist, and his sleeves were stained with blood, and he couldn't hide his noble air. He watched the young man and sighed, with a gentle tone, "I couldn't hold back, so I caught him."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

If you can't hold back, you can't hold back, what are you looking at him for?

He pursed his lips, averting his eyes as if he didn't see it.

The protagonist's emotional breakdown was gone, and Xia Zhinian was bald with worry, so he didn't think about what to do next, but unexpectedly got another piece of news at dinner.

Jiang Yuan smiled, "Niannian, Dad is coming back from abroad soon."

"He went abroad not long after you came home, and he didn't get along well for long. This time he came back and didn't leave for a short time. After more than ten years, the family is finally reunited."

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, her soft hair rested on her forehead, her amber eyes looked up, and she paused.

Did not speak, just nodded.

Xia's father, Xia Hongyu, was not mentioned much in the original text, and the original owner hadn't seen it a few times in his memory. He only knew that he built the Xia family's current territory with one hand, and his skills were extraordinary.

When he first came here, he met Father Xia a few times, but he went abroad in a few days, so he was not very familiar with him.

Back in the bedroom, Xia Zhinian was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, trying to find out if there was any scandal history of the protagonist in the school forum.

There are quite a few from Chu Qingjian, and many from Yan Ci, but Yan Ci's cleanliness is well known, so anyone with a discerning eye can see that the news is not true, and no one believes it.

Only Chu Qingjian's scandal was discussed enthusiastically every time.

"Ding-"

The message pops up.

Friend requests:

[YC]: Student Xia, your money is with me.

Xia Zhinian: "???"

money?

what money?

Xia Zhinian looked dazed, and another friend request popped up.

[YC]: Classmate Xia has just returned to Xia's house for a few months. I guess Aunt Jiang and Uncle Xia will not give you more than 100,000 pocket money in order not to cause pressure and shock to you.

[YC]: That nest of gangsters has been taken away by the police, and the money has just been recovered and sent to me.

Hmm... more than 90,000 yuan, I can't tell that Xia is quite generous, this must be as much as you want^_^.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Good guy, he really doesn't know how much the original owner gave.

[YC]: So Xia must make it up before telling a lie, because casual nonsense is easy to reveal his truth^_^.

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

It means that he has no money and can't find someone to lock him up?

Xia Zhinian was bald and wanted to cry but had no tears to yank his hair, a little regretful, he should have realized that the black sesame glutinous rice **** are not so easy to fool.

Also "^_^"? What are you pretending to be innocent and cute!

[YC]: Student Xia pass it? I pass it on to you.

Xia Zhinian flattened her mouth, gritted her teeth, and clicked to reject.

Reason for refusal: No, go to class tomorrow and scan the code directly.

【YC】:…

[YC]: Student Xia is so heartless, he gave nearly 100,000 yuan without blinking, even if I want a friend seat T^T

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Xia Zhinian stared at that "T^T", with an expression like a subway grandfather looking at his mobile phone, with a shocking expression and a bewildered heart.

Is Yan Ci crazy?

Pretending to be gentle is not enough, but also to pretend to be cute?

Xia Zhinian smacked his lips, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and refused—

no.

Yan Ci on the other end saw the word "no" sent, and the corners of his lips curled up, showing a little smile.

Followed by another message -

【Brother Yan, Qi Jin was immediately frightened when you found out in the afternoon, and he didn't have to say a few words to explain it. The money was given by... the twins of the Yan family, and asked him to frame Xia Zhinian. 】

Yan Ci paused, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and he tapped his phone with his fingertips.

[Got it, don't say it outside, the key to the activity room will be given to you tomorrow. 】

The next day in class, Xia Zhinian went to the class and saw a fake deskmate sitting next to him.

With clear eyebrows and clear eyes, there is an exercise book on the table, and the slender knuckles are turning the pen intermittently, carelessly, elegantly and elegantly.

The cuff of the arm slid up due to the movement, revealing the thin and protruding wrist bones, and the faintly blood-red gauze. Hearing some movement, he looked over with a gentle smile.

"Morning, Xia."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

What early.

Why did the protagonist Shou sit down again?

He turned his head, found his real tablemate, and cast him another condemning look.

Zou Ziqian smiled, looked around, stuffed the kiwi in his hand to him, and grinned, "Come on, come on, my mother said this thing contains vitamin C, you should eat more at the same table."

"You communicate with the squad leader yourself, I will withdraw!"

Zou Ziqian also handed him the disposable spoon in his hand, turned his head back, and quickly opened the book solemnly, with a concentrated expression on his face, as if he ignored the people around him.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Oh, what a big traitor at the same table.

The boy sullenly, his lips flattened, unhappily, flashed out his phone.

"Scan code?"

Yan Ci chuckled, nodded casually, "Sweep."

Xia Zhinian sat down, Yan Ci quickly sent the money after scanning, then took back his phone and picked up a pen, his eyes were calm and calm...

There's no point in leaving.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian stared at him with amber eyes, then turned to look at the serious tablemate who ran away, and then turned to look at Chu Qingjian who was addicted to the game in front of him.

Feeling powerless, he let out a sigh.

This emotional line is broken, what should I do now.

Xia Zhinian was so worried, she held the hairy kiwi in her hand, looked around, tore off some of the skin, scooped out a little with a disposable spoon, and stuffed it carefully into her mouth.

...Hiss, it's quite sour.

Xia Zhinian's cheeks puffed out, her fair and tender face wrinkled, and then she stuffed another piece into her mouth.

There was a slight laugh from the side.

"It's so sour to eat."

Xia Zhinian Chick Peck Mi nodded, his eyes lit up slightly, "It's delicious."

He has never eaten peaches before. Although this kiwi is a little sour, it is quite delicious when eaten slowly, sweet and sour!

Yan Ci smiled and looked over.

The rice cake dumpling was biting a kiwi fruit, its lips were stained with juice, bright red and moist, looking very attractive.

Yan Ci looked down, his eyes darkened slightly, he clicked his tongue in his heart, looked away, brushed a few questions calmly with a calm face, and didn't speak again.

Xia Zhinian just sat beside him in the air, bent his eyes and ate in small bites.

But when he wrapped the skin of the kiwi in paper and was about to get up, he suddenly froze for no reason.

Sitting back on the stool with a slightly heavy movement, a burning pain appeared in the throat clearly.

He frowned a little bit, his amber eyes lowered quietly, gently covered his chest, and then looked at the back of his hand.

The part not covered by the cuffs was faintly red.

this is…

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide and couldn't help reaching out to grab it.

A deeper layer of red soon spread out on the wrist, and the fine itch spread, only the place where I just scratched was numb, and the pain dilutes the itch.

He couldn't help scratching again, the swelling in his throat became more and more obvious, he opened his mouth and took a shallow breath, his chest was stagnant.

...something is wrong.

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes widened a little, he clenched his teeth tightly, his face turned pale and blue, he propped himself up on the table and got up to walk out.

"…Well."

The arm was caught off guard, Xia Zhinian shook it, let out a muffled snort, and took a small breath with his mouth slightly open, the voice was very soft.

"...what are you doing?"

Yan Ci frowned slightly, stood up, and looked at his excessively pale complexion, "Where are you going, are you uncomfortable?"

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, subconsciously shook her head, raised her hand and bit her index knuckle.

"fine."

He wanted to go out, but he didn't break Yan Ci's arm, the back door was suddenly pushed open.

"Students are ready for class." Lao Qin came in from the back with a book in his hand, and when he saw two people in the back row as soon as he entered the door, he glanced away from the corner of his eye and suddenly made a sound of surprise.

"Xiao Xia, what happened to your neck?"

Yan Ci's eyes were fixed, and he looked down. At some point, the boy's neck was covered with a large area of ​​red, and sporadic spots spread.

When the students in the class heard Lao Qin's voice and looked back, Zou Ziqian looked at his neck with a blank expression.

"At the same table, you are not allergic to kiwis, are you?!"

Yan Ci frowned, Xia Zhinian couldn't break free from his hand, and lowered his head slightly, his lips were blue and white, his chest was oppressed and painful, fine beads of sweat appeared from the corner of his forehead, his breathing was very fast, and he was tightly suppressing him again, in one word Can't tell either.

"its not right…"

Lao Qin's eyes widened, "It's like asthma!"

"A student is coming to the infirmary, call the school doctor!" Lao Qin quickly took out his mobile phone and called 120, "The tall one runs fast, and it's easy to contact with the mobile phone, go!"

"I go!"

Zou Ziqian ran out quickly, Yan Ci's face was slightly gloomy, and he reached out to hug Xia Zhinian, "I'll take him down first."

Lao Qin nodded, Yan Ci hugged the person in his arms firmly, and quickly went downstairs with his long legs, and Lao Qin trotted behind them.

Xia Zhinian's face was almost turning gray, he rested his head on Yan Ci's shoulder, gritted his teeth, and breathed shallowly.

Yan Ci's face was scary, he glanced at him as he walked, and lowered his voice.

"Don't gnash your teeth, open your mouth, and breathe."

Xia Zhinian's body trembled and his chest heaved violently. He bit his index finger and endured it desperately.

Yan Ci frowned, his eyes darkened, "Hey, don't bite, don't be nervous, breathe."

There was the sound of an ambulance in the distance, and it was getting closer.

Xia Zhinian grabbed the corner of his clothes with her fingertips, and called him in a voice so weak that she could hardly hear it.

"Yan Ci."

Yan Ci moved closer, "What's the matter, the ambulance will be here soon, hold on."

"...Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian's face was gray and ugly, a few drops of water were stuck to his eyelashes, and his voice was so soft that it would blow away.

"...not going."

"what?"

Yan Ci paused, frowned, stretched out his hand to rub his head, trying to comfort him, and said slowly: "Good boy, it's okay."

"...not going."

Xia Zhinian's breathing was short and shallow, his amber eyes were half-opened, panicked and a little wet, and he grabbed his clothes.

The cheek moved a little closer to his neck, and the voice was weak, almost begging.

"Yan Ci, I'll let you touch... don't go, okay?"