MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 47 imitate handwriting

Xia Zhinian looked at the person in front of him, his head was stunned, he raised his hand in surprise, trying to make sure if he was hallucinating.

"Deskmate."

A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and a shadow pressed down, holding his arm and pulling it aside, there was something extra in the palm of his hand.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian turned around in a daze, and saw Yan Ci curling his lips slightly, putting two candies into his palm in a gentle manner, and then turned to look at the person beside him.

"This classmate, did you go to the wrong class?"

The boy looked around, and asked again with a clear smile, "I'm not sure either, is this Class 1, Grade 2?"

Xia Zhinian sized up this extremely familiar face, and upon closer inspection...it seemed a little strange, but the person in front of him seemed to be completely unfamiliar with him, pursing his lips, "Yes."

He hesitated to speak, but couldn't bear it anymore, "You...Is your name Lin Qing?"

Boy: "??"

Thinking of the "Brother Lin" just now, the boy turned his eyes slightly, "My surname is Lin, but my name is not Lin Qing. My name is Lin Siyu."

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips tightly, her eyelashes drooped, and said "Oh" and didn't speak again.

It seems not.

He thought that Lin Qing also passed through.

But they look alike... and they don't seem to be quite alike, after all, he hadn't seen Lin Qing for several years before crossing over, and he almost couldn't remember clearly.

"From the Lin family in the south of the city?"

When Yan Ci heard the name, he vaguely remembered it.

Lin Siyu nodded, and said generously, "Young Master Yan, you have long admired your name. There are legends about you everywhere in Shengguang International, and you are well-known in the circle for a long time."

Yan Ci's expression was indifferent.

The class had already noticed the transfer student who appeared suddenly without making a sound, and Lao Qin also came over, formally notifying the transfer student to join class one.

As for why he changed schools at the end of the semester, he himself said that he wanted to quickly adapt to the atmosphere here.

Xia Zhinian sat back in his seat, rubbed the candy wrapper in his hand, glanced at Lin Siyu who introduced himself in front of the classroom, and squinted his mouth.

Yan Ci looked at him sideways, and asked with a clear voice, "Who is Lin Qing?"

"I used to have a friend who I haven't contacted for a long time." Xia Zhinian rubbed his nose.

"Oh?" Yan Ci raised his eyebrows, his gaze slightly deep.

What kind of friend can make rice cake dumplings want to pull up their sleeves with excitement?

After Lin Siyu introduced himself, Lao Qin asked someone to move a table in and put it in the last row, on Xia Zhinian's left, across the aisle.

Xia Zhinian didn't notice the gaze from the side staring at him, poked the candy wrapper with his fingertips, looked to the left, and suddenly thought of something from the past.

He has severe allergic asthma. His grandparents don't like him, and his uncle and aunt hate him too. But after his parents' car accident, the inheritance funds are handled by lawyers, and only he can raise them every month.

Speaking of it, even though most of it was taken away by his grandparents, he is still not short of money.

At that time, he was young, ignorant and ignorant, wanted to eat candy, but couldn't see people's hearts clearly. The second uncle and sister-in-law asked him to buy candy and asked him for money, so he gave it.

However, he is allergic to an additive in common candies on the market, and there are very few edible types, making it difficult to buy.

The second uncle and sister-in-law hacked most of the money and used the rest to buy it a few times. Later, they found it troublesome and didn't want to waste energy, so they just went to the supermarket to buy some and gave it to him.

He was allergic to asthma after eating and was sent to the hospital. The second aunt and uncle put the blame on the merchant, saying that the merchant cheated them.

Later, when I got to know Lin Qing, Lin Qing always went to buy it for him.

…I don’t know what’s going on in the world over there.

Xia Zhinian stuffed another candy into his mouth.

Yan Ci flipped the pen with one hand, and slowly looked at the boy with the back of his head facing him, and then at the last row of transfer students who appeared abruptly and obtrusively, his lips were flattened.

"Deskmate."

he called softly.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian turned around, with round almond eyes, "What's the matter?"

Yan Ci attracted the young man's attention, smiled warmly, "Did you have fun yesterday?"

The boy's eyes lit up suddenly, and he nodded, "It's fun!"

Yan Ciqing smiled slightly: "Then I will take you there after the final exam."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He thought he would go again today.

Xia Zhinian smacked his lips, nodded his head, but remained silent.

In the first math class, during the break, Lao Qin stood on the podium smiling and notified something again.

"Students, the final exam is coming soon. After the exam, you will be high school seniors."

"After the final exam, there will be a city-wide competition in the summer to strengthen the training camp. It is very difficult. Four students including Yan Ci from our class have successfully entered the training list. Congratulations, everyone."

There was bursts of applause in the class.

This training camp is held every year, but the devil difficulty is very scary.

However, in the fanfiction, this passage is completely about the protagonist Gong Shou changing places for honeymoon, Yan Ci relaxing training camp, Chu Qingjian visiting every day, giving food and drinks, and loving love and love everywhere.

Yan Ci frowned slowly, the pen spinning in his hand paused, and touched the table with a "click".

"Teacher Qin."

He spoke quietly.

"I voluntarily withdraw from this training camp."

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Zhinian turned his head and looked at the boy with straight shoulders with wide eyes, not knowing where he was headed.

Lao Qin was a little surprised, and there was an uproar in the class.

"what?"

"God Yan, why?"

"Maybe Yan Shen doesn't need it. He always ranks first in the city. Although he doesn't have a provincial ranking, judging from that terrible score, he definitely can't lower it."

"Hiss, indeed."

The classroom was noisy, and Xia Zhinian hadn't cleaned up his plot thinking, so he subconsciously moved closer, and looked over with round almond eyes, "Go, why don't you go if you're so good."

Yan Ci turned his head, his dark eyes stared at him, the thin scars at the end of his eyes were quiet, and the meaning was unknown.

"Xia Zhinian."

He said softly: "The training camp is closed, I can't get out."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian was at a loss for a moment, suddenly thought of something, paused, and tentatively asked with his fingertips slightly curled up, "Because... me?"

Because he was going to bring a knife over the window that day?

Or...was it because of Yan Ci's illness?

Xia Zhinian lowered his eyes, not wanting others to delay things because of him, thought for a while, and said: "If my parents let you stare at me, anyway, it's summer vacation and I'm not at school, you can't stare at me, if it's because of... illness, I It’s okay to visit you by chance.”

Yan Ci looked down at him, smiled casually, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Not because of that."

He wants to stare.

Just because he wanted to stare.

Occasionally?

He doesn't want occasional.

For an insignificant training camp, it would be too painful not to see his rice cake dumplings for a long time.

Lao Qin didn't say anything, but called Yan Ci to the office to persuade him, and still hoped that he would participate in this training camp.

In the evening, the transfer student Lin Siyu took the initiative to stand on the podium, saying that he had just arrived and was not familiar with everyone, and wanted to invite everyone to dinner.

Most of the people in the class are curious about the transfer students, and the teenagers in the 17th and 18th years don't think much about it. If someone treats them, it's their father.

"Hey, it just so happened that Brother Chu and his drama were awarded the second prize today."

"Fuck, I said that I will win an award soon, it looks good!"

Zou Ziqian yelled at the back row, "At the same table, you and Yan Shen asked for leave. It's a pity that you missed it. Chu Bawang and the others are serious about the line."

"Hey Zou Ziqian."

Yuen Long interrupted the brakes, glanced at the three people who were entangled with grievances and grievances, and said haha, "Then what, we just got together, so let's go out to have dinner and have fun tonight."

"AA, don't let new classmates spend money."

Lin Siyu stood in front, quickly negotiated the time and place, and collected the list of students who were going to go.

Back at the edge of the seat, Lin Siyu asked Yan Ci and Xia Zhinian in the last row, and said with a smile: "Student, are you going?"

Xia Zhinian didn't want to go, just wanted to refuse, looked up at that face, the words rolled around in his mouth, then held back, nodded, sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Go."

Lin Siyu was obviously happy, and asked Yan Ci again, "How about you, Young Master Yan, you should be busy."

Yan Ci curved a smile, looked at him coolly, then looked at the rice cake dumpling, the smile deepened.

"My tablemates are all gone, so naturally I'm going to join in the fun."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

He didn't know why, but for no reason, his back felt cold.

There were many people in the class, and a few playful and troubled ones booked a large private room at KTV, and bought a bunch of snacks, drinks and messy wine. Taking advantage of Lao Qin's absence, before the final exam The last indulgence.

The room was dimly lit and noisy, Yuen Long and Du Bao were singing with a drink in one hand and a microphone in the other, the noise was deafening.

Xia Zhinian sat in the corner, covering her ears with a horrible expression.

God **** it.

It wasn't the first time he came back to KTV, but this was the first time he met Maiba who had such a serious broken sound.

There are still two.

Nine Min.

"Deskmate."

Yan Ci was beside him, and smiled upon seeing this, "So—"

"Come on, come on, truth or dare! Come on, come on!"

"I come!"

"There are so many cards, come all of them!"

"This classmate, your name is Xia Zhinian, right?"

Lin Siyu came over, interrupted Yan Ci's words without paying attention in the noisy box, and asked him with a smile, "Playing games?"

"Ex-tablemate! Come play a game, why hide there?"

"Shen Yan!"

Xia Zhinian didn't hear Yan Ci's voice, and waved his hand to refuse, "I don't want to play, you guys can play."

Truth or Dare, if you accidentally expose something to him, he will immediately turn cold.

"Former tablemate!"

Zou Ziqian came over with his tall and burly body, his eyes sparkling, hey hey hey, "Come on, come on, so is Yan Shen, come on, it's so boring to sit around."

Yuen Long just soared to a high pitch, it was deafening, Xia Zhinian didn't hear a word, opened his eyes and leaned forward a little, "What?"

Zou Ziqian's face was flushed, obviously drunk, he boldly glanced at the squad leader beside him, caught off guard and grabbed Xia Zhinian's sleeve, pulled him up, and ran away.

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

Yan Ci: "...?!"

"Zou Ziqian?" Xia Zhinian's eyes rounded, he was pushed to sit at the table, Yan Ci almost followed him.

Yuen Long held the microphone and laughed, "I just said, if you pull Xia Zhinian over, the monitor will also pass over."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

There was a circle of people around the table, busily clearing the cards on the table, "Come on, the rules are simple and there is no limit to the number of people, the more people the merrier."

Xia Zhinian was bald and wanted to slip away. Yan Ci just wondered what secret the rice cake dumpling was hiding. Although this kind of game didn't involve much, it was still a way.

Holding his wrist, the corners of his lips curled up, smiling, "Let's play for a while."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian didn't know what to do. Being dragged to sit down, she was a little nervous, "I've never played before."

"Simple!"

Zou Ziqian took a sip of his beer and made a face, "Add a specific card to the turntable, whoever the turntable points to will be the ghost king. The ghost king can designate the person who holds a certain card to play the game at will. The designated person chooses the truth or the adventure. "

"If you don't want to say or do anything, you can drink!"

There is also the choice of repenting and not saying or quitting.

Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief.

In the first circle, Xia Zhinian held a black J in his hand, with truth-telling questions and big-adventure requirements written on it.

The ghost king fell into the hands of Zou Ziqian, excitedly grabbed the microphone in Yuen Long and shouted, "I choose black Q! Who is black Q!"

A straight-inch boy was selected, and he waved his hand, "I! Tell the truth!"

"Okay." Zou Ziqian stared at the cards in his hand in the dim light, and said, "Excuse me, oh, is there anyone you like?"

The surroundings erupted in an instant, and everyone looked excited, waiting to eat melons. The boy blushed, "Yes, I'm ready to confess."

"Old King Ha is hiding something, who? Which class?"

"Say it buddy help you."

The boy blushed, "That's the second question."

"Next round, next round."

After several consecutive rounds, Xia Zhinian avoided it perfectly, and was finally drawn in the fourth round.

The trick is Du Bao, the sports committee member who put down the microphone, "The truth or the big risk?"

The surrounding atmosphere was warm, Xia Zhinian was a little nervous, and was slightly stimulated by being led, the corners of his lips curled up, "Truth?"

Yan Ci waited and watched, Du Bao stared at the card in his hand, and read aloud: "Excuse me, what is the name of the last person you confessed to?"

"It's not interesting, it's not interesting, who doesn't know."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian let out a small sigh of relief and smiled, "Chu Qingjian."

"Hahaha, expired melons are not sweet!"

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci squashed the drink bottle in his hand, his voice mixed with the noisy singing.

But unfortunately, Xia Zhinian will be shot next time.

"The truth."

"Excuse me, what is the biggest and most urgent wish at present?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

OK, I stepped on mine.

If this is true, it will reveal that the original owner has traveled through the book for a long time.

His heart pounded heavily on his chest, his almond eyes were round, "I drink."

"Huh?? Why?"

"What's there to drink?"

"Is there no wish?"

The lights flickered, and Yan Ci inadvertently moved a little closer, looking at the young man with unknown meaning.

Xia Zhinian was bald, Zou Ziqian quickly opened a disposable paper cup for him, "What kind of wine do you drink at the same table? Are you allergic?"

Xia Zhinian: "...anything is fine, no allergies."

But I was allergic before.

So he didn't drink alcohol.

Zou Ziqian remembered the kiwi fruit incident last time by heart, he was relieved when he heard that he was not allergic, and poured him some low-alcohol fruit wine, which was actually a student, the strongest one was just beer, not even a bottle of white.

But he put it heavily on the table, creating a posture of arrogance and spirits piercing his intestines.

"Drink!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's hands trembled a little, he stared at the bright orange liquor inside, and smelled it closely, there was a faint fruity aroma and a little alcohol, not too strong.

He gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank it.

The jaw was raised, and a delicate and graceful line was drawn on the neck. In the dark, Yan Ci's eyes fell on the small and cute Adam's apple, his eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his lips were raised.

...it's pretty sweet.

Xia Zhinian smacked her lips in surprise, her eyes shimmering.

After a while, Yan Ci drew the ghost king, and casually called someone, "Draw 9, who is it?"

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Xia Zhinian stared at 9 in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head slowly.

Yan Ci was originally indifferent, but when he saw the person next to him turning his head, he suddenly smiled, looked at the content on his card, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a pleasant voice, "The truth or the big risk?"

Xia Zhinian's heart skipped a beat when he laughed, the back of his neck felt cold, and he bit his lips, "T-truth."

Yan Ci smiled lightly, and his voice was soft and gentle, "Excuse me, what was the last ulterior thought that I had, and I can give you a brief answer."

"Yo Yo Yo, exciting!"

"That's so general."

Xia Zhinian: "???

Isn't this the same as the previous question about the target?

He smacked his lips, "I drink."

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci stared at him, his eyes hidden in the darkness, bottomless.

The rice cake dumpling is really hiding something.

It is estimated that it is not small.

Xia Zhinian felt very guilty when he saw him, Gulu drank the fruit wine in one gulp, and sipped the sweetness on his lips.

But Xia Zhinian was a little bit back today, and in the next round, he will be drawn again and again.

Yuen Long held a trick card, "Truth or Dare?"

Xia Zhinian still chooses the truth, Yuen Long is not happy anymore, and puts down the drink bottle with a groan, "The back table! You still drink if you tell the truth, it's boring! Choose big adventure!"

"That's right, there's nothing too much in this deck of cards, don't drink."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was bald, "Then let's take a big risk."

"Okay, big adventure!" Yuen Long laughed suddenly, with a malicious look on his face, picked up the joke card, and read clearly every word, with an excited smile.

"Please find the person of the same **** closest to your left, then... sit on his lap and hug him!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Come on, come on, don't be cowardly!"

"I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time haha."

The surroundings exploded, the shouts wished to overturn the sky, Xia Zhinian was startled, his heart was beating fast, and the roots of his ears were reddened in this terrifying and warm atmosphere.

The nearest to his left...is Yan Ci.

Yan Ci didn't come up with an answer just now, and was thinking about the previous matter, his two long legs crossed casually, he slowly raised his eyes when he heard the words, his eyes moved, and fell on the young man with red ears who was at a loss in the commotion, his eyes moved, and his lips raised horn.

...and such a good thing.

Xia Zhinian's ears hurt from the noise, his brain hurt, his heart was pounding, his face was hot from being coaxed around, and he shook his fingertips to find a wine glass.

"I'm still drinking."

"Oh, don't, don't, don't." Yuen Long squeezed his throat and acted coquettishly, "Back table, let's play! The monitor will drive others away but not you, come on."

"Fuck you are so disgusting, hahaha."

"Come on, don't be afraid!"

Xia Zhinian's ears became more and more red from the trouble, he swallowed hard, and slowly turned his head to look to the left.

Yan Ci smiled gracefully, leaned back on the back of the chair, laid his overlapping slender legs flat, supported them casually, palms up, fingertips loosely on the legs.

The box exploded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Don't doubt, he is inviting you, come on!"

"I'm gone, get on, get on."

Xia Zhinian opened his almond-shaped eyes, looked at his legs, and then at Yan Ci who was smiling happily, the crimson spread from the roots of his ears, and quickly climbed to the tips of his ears.

Surrounded by commotion and urging, Xia Zhinian was pushed by someone, and he stood up in a daze, his earlobes were red as if dripping blood.

Yan Ci leaned back in the chair, leaving him the place in his arms, his voice mixed with the roaring voices of ghosts, gentle and steady.

"Don't be afraid, don't be embarrassed."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Does that mean you don't have to use it?

He and Yan Ci hugged and touched, but Ke, Ke took the initiative to sit on it, it's too... too shameful.

Surrounded by a lot of urging, Xia Zhinian's blood seemed to be boiling a lot due to the disturbance, he bit his lip, bit his head, stepped forward a little, and stood in front of Yan Ci, his fingertips trembling.

Yan Ci waited for a while, Xia Zhinian's tense throat was dry, his palms were wet, he turned his body slightly, stiff like a toy puppet, gritted his teeth, and sat down vigorously. The ears are too red.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."

"I love it!"

"Hug! I want to hug."

Xia Zhinian: "..." Jiu Min let him go.

The young man's face was flushed, his earlobes were bright red and he looked alluring, he raised his hand stiffly, pulled on Yan Ci's clothes and slowly leaned towards him, rubbing his chin to his shoulder.

"Ah absolutely, hahaha."

"My CP is out of sugar."

"Haha good hug!"

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up, with a pleasant smile on his face, and he called him softly in his ear, "Xia Zhinian."

"It's not the first time, so shy."

"!!"

Breathing on his ears, Xia Zhinian was startled suddenly, his heart stopped for half a second, his **** was only touching one side, someone moved, and immediately began to slide down those long legs, his eyes widened in horror .

A hand was put around the back of the waist, the legs were picked up, the whole person was lifted up, and he actually sat on those long, straight legs.

"Be careful, don't fall." Yan Ci smiled and said softly.

The surrounding heat wave was higher and higher, Yuen Long covered his mouth and laughed wildly, "Oh my God, Yan Shen still took him a hand hahaha."

The waist was buckled, Xia Zhinian was a little flustered, his eyes were round, and the wine he had just drank cup by cup surged, and he caught off guard and let out a fruity belch.

Yan Ci smiled and patted his head.

Xia Zhinian's ears were numb from his laughter, he quickly stood up and ran, returned to his seat to play a few more games, and decisively slipped back to the sofa in the corner, heaving a sigh of relief.

Lin Siyu stopped to rest just after playing a few rounds. Seeing this, he got closer, handed him a can of fruit wine, and said with a smile, "I heard that you just transferred here this semester? Then you have a very good atmosphere with the people in the class. OK."

Xia Zhinian looked at the similar face, and took it, "Fortunately, it wasn't like this before."

He was scolded every day when he first came here, and he didn't know when it changed.

Lin Siyu smiled very cleanly, "It would be great if I could get along like this anytime."

Xia Zhinian's mood calmed down quite a bit. In fact, he seldom talked a lot with people he just met, but looking at his appearance, he sighed softly in his heart, thought for a while and said: "Everyone in the class is very good, there will be no problem. of."

This man really looks like Lin Qing.

When he was suspended from class and had a fever, he saw someone entering the room in a daze. He was in a daze. He thought it was Lin Qing who came to see him in the hospital.

The two worlds look so similar, but their personalities are different.

The forest is warmer.

A hand with sharp joints suddenly stretched out in front of him, took the fruit wine in his hand, and shook it lightly.

"Drink so much?"

Yan Ci's voice was clear.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the rice cake dumpling sitting with this transfer student from the Lin family, having a sip and a sip, and he was quite happy.

Xia Zhinian raised his eyes and shook the bottle, sure enough there wasn't much left, he was so busy thinking about things, he finished the drink without paying attention, and smiled with his eyes bent.

"It's delicious."

Lin Siyu watched the sitting and hugging scene just now, retreated to the side, and joined another wave of singing.

Yan Ci glanced at him, sat down next to Xia Zhinian, looked at his flushed face, lowered his eyes, and stroked his hairy head.

"It's hard."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian's head was a little dizzy, and he reacted, his almond eyes curved, and his voice was soft, "It's not uncomfortable."

Yan Ci: "...?"

The rice cake dumpling was extraordinarily soft, sitting obediently, Yan Ci sized him up, moved closer, and his voice was very soft.

"Xia Zhinian?"

"Are you still awake, who am I?"

"Sober." Xia Zhinian nodded without hesitation, his eyes brightened, "Yan Ci, I'm not blind. The fruit wine I drink is not high in strength."

...it just feels a little erratic.

Xia Zhinian thought so, touched his forehead, leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and tilted his head to the side.

Instantly lost consciousness.

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci: "..."

Tsk.

Fruit wine, low alcohol content.

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled softly, pulled the young man closer, wrapped a coat around him, picked him up with one hand on his buttocks, and buried his head on his shoulders.

He just hugged the tall, long-legged boy who was curled up in a ball, calmly, and walked to the crowded truth-or-dare table without hesitation.

"Xia Zhinian is drunk, I'll take him back, don't be too late."

"Okay, monitor."

"Shen Yan, pay attention to safety, and send people back safely."

Yan Ci gently curled his lips, "Don't worry."

Yan Ci walked out with the boy in his arms, took out his mobile phone with the other hand and called the driver to come over, laughing loudly from behind.

"Yan Shen is obviously not right, Xia Zhinian is still too shy to sit down."

"Hold it with one hand, what a strong arm, I love it so much."

"If Xia Zhinian opens his eyes now, will he be scared sober?"

"Hey, it's not the first day for the two of them to cuddle and chat. I think the monitor is quite at ease."

"Hahaha."

Lin Siyu watched the two of them leave, and asked the people next to him, "Young Master Yan, are you familiar with Xia Zhinian?"

The person next to him definitely replied, "Familiar, they have a complicated relationship with Chu Qingjian, but Chu Qingjian obviously wants to quit this triangle, hehehe."

The young man didn't make any noise when he was drunk, he quietly lay on his shoulders, his breathing was calm, his whole body became hot from the alcohol, he hugged his warm chest, and rubbed his forehead against the hollow of his shoulder.

Yan Ci wrapped his clothes tightly for him, got into the car that had been waiting nearby, and sent him back to Xia's house.

It's actually not too late now, Xia Zhinian fell asleep after drinking that bottle of wine.

Xia Wenhan hadn't come back yet, Jiang Yuan saw her youngest son who was being held still, and suddenly thought of the same posture when her youngest son was caught over the window that day, and subconsciously shuddered.

"What's the matter? What's going on?"

"Aunt Jiang, don't worry."

Yan Ci's voice was gentle, "It's okay, I drank some fruit wine and fell asleep drunk."

Jiang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly moved out of the way, and smiled softly at him, "Thank you for your hard work, just carry it up, and I'll get some honey water."

Yan Ci calmly carried the boy up, turned on the light, and put the boy on the bed.

As soon as the boy got on the bed, he closed his eyes and whimpered, instinctively curled up into a small ball, slept soundly with his eyes closed, his red lips were slightly parted, and he took a small breath, his neck was slender and fragile, porcelain white and eye-catching.

Yan Ci wanted to take off his clothes for him, but considering that he was at Xia's house, he didn't do anything, staring at the young man's small Adam's apple that slid gently unconsciously, his eyes dimmed.

For a moment, the tip of the tongue touched the root of the tooth, and he looked away abruptly.

The rice cake dumpling fell asleep soundly.

He turned his eyes away and didn't look at it. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a few sheets of paper lying in a mess on the bedside table. The pink and tender one on the far left was very familiar. On the first page were written "Dear Brother Chu" in large characters.

It was a love letter that Xia Zhinian hadn't sent out before, and the handwriting was as usual that I couldn't bear to look directly at it.

And on the right...

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, looked intently, and suddenly frowned.

On the right are several transcripts, written word by word with a gel pen without modification...

Pretending to be distorted, stiff and jerky, there are obvious traces of imitation between the strokes.