MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 63 respectively

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Xing, excited?

Black sesame glutinous rice balls, I will meow you*/$口-_:&%*口口! !

Fuck, so he changed his mind.

Listening to the smile in his ears, Xia Zhinian swallowed hard, his eyes were round, he honestly let go of his teeth and dared not bite, he flattened his mouth, intending to stare fiercely.

But his night vision was not as good as Yan Ci's, and he could see things blurryly, but Yan Ci looked at the young man's fierce almond eyes, the corners of his lips became more pronounced, and his chest vibration brought out a little smile.

"Click, click."

"Click, click..."

Two footsteps came from behind, and through the stacked tables, chairs and benches, two unclear shadows in the corridor could be seen through the large and small gaps.

The tall black shadow whispered: "Do you feel that something is wrong here?"

"Hiss...I feel like someone is watching me?"

"Fuck, brother, uncle! Don't scare me, what do you feel is a ghost or a human?"

"Ahhh, brother, who is scaring who?!"

The short black figure turned his head to look left and right, and said in a soft voice, "It won't happen here, is there a ghost team lurking?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked over Yan Ci's shoulder, silently smacking his lips.

There is no ghost team, but there is a hiding people team.

If he and Yan Ci go out, then one of the two teams will probably become a ghost.

Yan Ci didn't speak any more, and leaned lazily on the young man's body, pressing his chin up, and the warm breath fell on the young man's shoulders and neck, causing him to tremble.

The boy tilted his head to avoid

Heiying wept coquettishly, "Whoa, the ghost team is still a ghost, I'm a little scared."

"Zi la."

A faint movement sounded in the silent corridor without warning.

The young man made a slight movement, and made a soft noise with the spicy stick bag in his hand.

Xia Zhinian: "!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh there is a ghost!"

"Fuck! What the hell! Someone! Don't you smell a spicy stick?!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Fuck? Spicy strips?

Yan Ci laughed sullenly, pinched his waist, and said softly, "My dear boy, your snacks seem to have exposed the two of us."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

What's wrong with the spicy strips? It tastes big, but it's delicious!

"Go! Kill them both!"

Two black shadows approached in the dark.

Xia Zhinian was held in Yan Ci's arms, and the two of them could only see a figure from the back facing the wall, approaching quietly.

"Whoosh!"

"Wow ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, there was a clear and strange cry from nowhere, and without warning, a head grew out of the shoulder of the person whose back was facing? !

The two heads are front and back, the front and the back are reversed, and the one on the reverse side is smiling strangely!

"Ahhhhhhhhh there are ghosts!"

"Zombies, monsters! I'll burn ingots for you!"

Xia Zhinian stuffed the spicy strips into Yan Ci's hands, stretched out two hands from his waist, one left and one right, tiptoed, and slapped the two of them on the shoulders.

"All right."

The boy rolled his eyes, "Now you two are ghosts, go hide and scare people."

Sombra One: "...??"

Sombra Two: "...?!"

"I'm going, Xia Zhinian? Yan Shen? The two of you here scared me to death, woo woo."

"Fuck, I only saw one."

Heiying screamed just now, thinking he was a bit ashamed, and forced his respect, "I said that there must be no ghosts, and there are no ghosts who eat spicy noodles."

"..."

Why can't ghosts eat spicy strips?

Look down on ghosts or look down on spicy sticks.

Xia Zhinian ate the spicy strips, couldn't help laughing, let out a hey, his eyes bent into crescents, and was taken away by Yan Ci.

Yan Ci held a small black plastic bag in his hand, Xia Zhinian handed over the leftover packaging bag, Yan Ci smiled lightly, put it in the bag and took it away.

There are many stairs going up the lower floors, but it is said that there is only one staircase from the third floor to the fourth floor, and it will be very exciting then.

There was no one on the first floor, so they walked around the second floor without meeting anyone, and continued up to the third floor.

The stairs from the third floor to the fourth floor need to be found specially.

Xia Zhinian put a toffee in his mouth, got rid of the smell of the package of spicy sticks just now, and then reopened a new package.

"Still eating?"

Yan Ci's voice was gentle, he smiled and lowered his voice, "Aren't you afraid of being smelled again?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

With a flat mouth and bright almond eyes, the young man hummed twice, "Let's go to a bunch of cowardly chickens."

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curved slightly, and he touched his head.

They move forward.

At the corner, Yuan Long was hanging on Zou Ziqian, looking left and right, came over in a terrified voice in the dark, and asked angrily, "There should be no one here, and no ghosts—"

Crossing the corner, raising his eyes, he caught sight of a figure in white clothes.

Yuen Long's pupils shrank suddenly, his voice turned abruptly in his throat, and he screamed out with a whoosh.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

"There is a ghost! Ahhhhhh! Help!"

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Xia Zhinian was walking well, when two people suddenly appeared in front of him, before he could recover, the person came up and screamed, his eyes widened, the hair on the top of his head stood up, and his hands shook.

The freshly opened Latiao Baji all fell to the ground.

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

The boy suddenly cried out, "Ah, I'm spicy!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh did the ghost talk?!"

"Wow my spicy strips!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Spicy sticks!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

For a while, there were wailing and screaming at the small corner one after another.

The humming echo spread far along the quiet corridor.

Someone in the distance heard the creepy movement and showed horror.

"Hey! What a fierce battle between humans and ghosts."

"Run, run, run."

Yan Ci: "..."

Zou Ziqian: "..."

Yan Ci hissed softly, took out a candy from his pocket, and stuffed it into the boy's mouth with a "baji".

"Baby, watch your throat."

"Well…"

The young man bit the candy and fell silent for an instant, only Yuen Long was still screaming, his brain was deprived of oxygen after shouting for too long, and he howled weakly.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian wrinkled his face, looked at the dusty spicy sticks on the ground, flattened his mouth, and said fiercely, "Yuan Long! You are dead, I will stare at you tonight as a ghost!"

"Ah, woo, don't, don't."

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, Yuen Long held his heart weakly and fell on Zou Ziqian, sobbing, "I'll pay you, can I pay you ten bags?"

"I'm the last packet of Latiao I brought tonight."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Xia Zhinian pursed her mouth, grunted in displeasure, put her head on a paper towel and picked up the spicy sticks on the ground, and put them into Yan Ci's bag.

Naiguai looked extremely aggrieved and hummed.

"Good, it's okay."

Yan Ci chuckled unkindly, pulled the boy into his arms, and stroked his head soothingly, "I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

The boy puffed his face into his arms, biting the toffee in his mouth.

Today's is today's, tomorrow's is tomorrow's.

The Hungry Ghost Festival falls on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he has thirty days left.

Eat one pack less one pack.

Yuen Long slowly regained his composure, feeling weak, "Hey, I'm all frightened. Others have comforted me. I paid out fifteen packs of spicy sticks and I'm still standing here alone."

He turned his gaze, shyly trying to throw himself into Zou Ziqian's arms.

"Alas."

Zou Ziqian looked disgusted, "Go away."

"No, oh, oh, oh~"

Yan Ci ruthlessly turned Yuan Long and Zou Ziqian into ghosts, and took rice cake dumplings up to the fourth floor.

There were quite a few people upstairs.

They fought with ghosts on the third floor, causing others to flee upwards.

Among them, the human team headed by Zhao Jinjin and her tablemate, relying on ghost stories, people block sharks, ghosts block sharks, won the vanguard and took the lead to climb to the fourth floor.

Team won the final victory.

"The lost ghost team, everyone, please eat together!"

The people next to him echoed excitedly, "Eat, eat!"

"Okay, please please."

"Defeated, how could this be?"

"Just please! Come back next year during the Qingming Festival, and you will definitely win back!"

"Hahaha good!"

Xia Zhinian will not participate in their next year's topic, and without the spicy strips, he takes out a piece of fructose from his schoolbag and puts it in his mouth.

The rich and sweet taste spreads in the mouth, sweet and refreshing.

He smacked his lips, thinking of the remaining thirty days, looked at the food and drink in his handbag again, pursed his lips slightly, grabbed some of Yan Ci's sleeves silently, took out two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth.

…Eat more and earn more.

On the fourth floor, Xia Zhinian put two single-person cooling ice pads on the floor, sat down and patted the other, "Sit."

"Why are you still carrying this?"

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up.

Xia Zhinian rubbed his nose, and raised his eyebrows, "It's too tiring to stand all night, I can just sit on the ground, you probably don't want to."

The cleanliness of black sesame glutinous rice **** is so serious.

Yan Ci smiled warmly, sat next to him, and reached out to touch the boy's head.

They stayed up all night on the fourth floor, Zhao Jinjin's joy in telling ghost stories flew up, and Yuen Long hugged and hugged each other.

When it was almost dawn, almost everyone was dozing off, only Xia Zhinian kept his eyes open and finished eating the snacks in his bag.

I looked up.

The red glow outside the window covered the floor.

"Another day begins."

A low voice sounded from behind, a little hoarse.

"…Ok."

Xia Zhinian responded slowly, with a very soft voice.

The waist was buckled, and his body was turned back a little.

Yan Ci took out a tissue, slowly wiped off the potato chip residue from the corner of the boy's mouth, and touched his head.

On the weekend, Xia Zhinian went back to Xia's house, slept in the dark for most of the day, after dinner at night, when he was going downstairs to find water to drink, he suddenly overheard several people from Xia's family chatting.

Knowing that they went to play in the abandoned laboratory last night, Xia Hongyu sighed a little.

"If you are young, you are courageous, and you can stay up late."

"But that kid from the Yan family will accompany Nian Nian, I really didn't expect that." Xia Hongyu sighed softly.

Xia Zhinian: "???"

What do you mean by that?

Xia Wenhan asked him what was on his mind, Xia Hongyu and Jiang Yuan looked at each other.

"Xiao Han, you were still young at that time, and then the Yan and Wei families kept this matter secret and kept people from mentioning it. It gradually seemed to be forgotten."

"Actually, where would I forget?"

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Hongyu didn't know the situation in the corner, and continued: "The death of the child of the Yan family, his mother Wei Yin, was an accident, but it wasn't an accident."

"The Wei family is powerful, and Yan Shiwei gradually climbed up through his marriage with the Wei family. Later, the Wei family was defeated, but their daughter became the wife of the new powerful Yan family."

"I haven't waited for another dip."

"The Yan family, a vicious kidnapping happened suddenly."

...kidnapping?

Xia Zhinian's heart sank.

No mention of this in the fanfiction.

"The kidnappers kidnapped Wei Yin and the child, that is, Yan Ci, and asked the Wei family to exchange their last piece of land with a big business."

"The Wei family is in decline, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse. That piece of land is also their last card. They have relied on that piece of land until now, and finally waited for their turnaround."

"That is to say, they didn't give out the conditions for redeeming people."

Xia Zhinian frowned, her heart sank suddenly.

Jiang Yuan sighed, "In order to demonstrate, the kidnappers killed Xiaoci's mother on the spot."

"Poor Xiaoci, that child is so young, born in the same year as Niannian, only five years old."

"When the police came to find him, the kidnapper escaped, and he sat alone in a pool of blood, holding his mother's body in his arms, without saying a word."

"Later... I heard that the child has a serious cleanliness obsession. No one wants to touch him, and he never goes to dirty places."

"Crack."

There was a sudden movement in the corner.

The three members of the Xia family hurriedly turned their heads to look, and saw the youngest son standing by the wall for an indescribable amount of time, with an indescribably ugly expression on his face.

"Every year."

Jiang Yuan was a little worried about him, "Many years have passed, Xiaoci has a good relationship with you and has a gentle personality, so he should have come out, so don't worry too much."

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

…No.

Did not come out.

Yan Ci's obsession with cleanliness is still very serious.

The disgust towards the Yan and Wei families is also palpable.

Otherwise, during the years of suffering from skin hunger and thirst, I would rather take medicine and endure torture than find someone to touch.

"…me."

Xia Zhinian didn't know what to say, his head turned around, his throat was dry, and his voice was astringent, "Isn't it wrong? The kidnappers want the land of the Wei family and want to frighten the Wei family, so they should move the grandson first." , after all, grandchildren don’t have biological daughters.”

"yes."

Xia Hongyu nodded, "But the Wei family values ​​sons over daughters, and doesn't care much about their daughters. When the business is in decline, they may care more about the grandson who has the blood of the new powerful Yan family."

Xia Zhinian frowned, "The reckless kidnappers don't know the inside story of these high-level people, right?"

"yes."

Xia Hongyu sighed softly, "So there were many doubts about the kidnapping case back then, but the kidnapper ran away, and the truth has not been explored until now."

Xia Zhinian was a little confused and hurried upstairs.

Yan Ci's obsession with cleanliness... So that's how it came about.

Xia Zhinian sat in the room for a while, looked at the phone, found Yanci's chat box, clicked on the typing page, hesitated to do something.

It's not about exposing scars.

Just wanted to talk to him.

Across time and space, comfort that little child sitting in a pool of blood.

But maybe as long as it is mentioned, it hurts.

Xia Zhinian was silent for a long time, then clicked "." and sent it.

"Ding-"

One sound.

[YC]: What's wrong? ^_^

Xia Zhinian looked at his emoji, thought about the character of black sesame glutinous rice balls, pursed his lips, and sighed lightly.

【,】: Nothing, a mistake.

In the past so many years, he really poked people's wounds when he mentioned it for no reason.

Xia Zhinian flattened her mouth and typed.

【,】:I am going to sleep good night.

[YC]: Good night.

Yan Ci sent the last message, and walked slowly into the room, watching Yan Shiwei and Mr. Wei arguing again, playing with their mobile phones with their heads down, looking like they had nothing to do with themselves.

The hall is lively, so if you don't talk like this, it will attract more attention.

After a while, as expected, Yan Ci raised his head gently and calmly when he heard someone calling his name.

…

The next day, Xia Zhinian went to play with Yan Ci. After thinking about it, he felt that he had no right to care about Yan Ci's past.

Maybe Yan Ci really saw it, or maybe he buried it deep in his heart and didn't want others to know?

He pretended he hadn't heard anything last night.

Gather up your emotions and run out to play with Yan Ci.

In the villa.

Yan Ci was trying to get something to eat in the kitchen, following the recipe step by step, making rapid progress.

Xia Zhinian heard the sizzling noise of oil in the kitchen, and lay on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

The forum is still very lively.

A landlord with a very familiar ID opened a new thread.

[Descendants of the Yuan Dynasty]: I, a descendant of the Yuan Dynasty, successfully opened up a new map of the campus-abandoned laboratory on the 15th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the night of Zhongyuan.

I frightened my beloved **** classmate a pack of spicy sticks in the middle of the trip. I will pay you 15 packs. I have already purchased it and am waiting for it to be delivered in class tomorrow. I register here.

Pictured: a big bag of spicy strips.

[Thousands of generations, thousands of descendants]: What do you mean by pioneering success? Wake up bro!

[Thinner]: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

[Mobile washing film]: Why is it dear? Campus violence gangster?

[Mao Jin]: I know, I know! My dear, someone is not allowed to shout ah ha ha ha ha ha, the confession in the class of the air conditioner was interrupted by the prohibition.

[Department girl]: Fuck? Is it a blind CP?

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian was quite happy looking at the big bag of hot strips, but when he saw the topic inexplicably turned to Blind CP, he flattened his mouth.

"Every year."

"??"

A deep and pleasant voice sounded from a high place behind him, Xia Zhinian was lying on the sofa, and before he could turn around, his waist suddenly tightened.

The whole person was suddenly grabbed by the waist and pulled up.

Xia Zhinian: "!"

Xia Zhinian got up in a hurry, knelt and sat on the sofa, "What are you doing?"

Yan Ci bent his lips and patted his head, "The meal is ready, eat some more with me."

"it is good."

Xia Zhinian actually ate before he came here, but he has always been easy to talk about eating, so he followed to the table.

Yan Ci's cooking skills have been tempered several times, and he has been constantly improving, and now he looks pretty decent anyway.

He took a bite, his eyes brightened slightly.

It's delicious!

Yan Ci looked at the delicious rice cake dumplings, and felt that feeding and feeding really made people feel happy, so he smiled loosely.

"Hey boy, after dinner, you can go upstairs or downstairs to play for a while, and something needs to be installed in the bedroom."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

It was the first time Xia Zhinian saw Yan Ci going to add furniture to the villa, and he was a little curious, "What?"

"You'll find out later." Yan Ci smiled kindly.

After eating, the master worker came in after a while, but Yan Ci made it so mysterious, Xia Zhinian was not in a hurry to investigate, and wandered around the villa.

Gradually, he walked to the door of the basement that he had only visited once before.

The wall-like casing covered the door. The young man's eyes were round, he looked left and right, barely found a line, looked back and forth, poked it somewhere, and the casing popped out, revealing the metal door inside.

"Oh shit."

Very powerful sub.

Xia Zhinian's eyes are bright.

Last time I just woke up very dazed, and I felt that a new bed should have been moved in the room, and the arrangement was a bit messy.

This time, I opened the door and entered, and the inside has been restored to cleanliness.

The bed is still in there.

Xia Zhinian didn't move around, just looked left and right, glanced out of the corner of the eye, and suddenly saw something behind the transparent cabinet, and took a closer look.

—It turned out to be a little teddy bear?

Dark brown, wearing small clothes, stretching arms and legs, with a smile on his face.

Very common a doll.

Yan Ci... Played when I was a child?

"looking at what?"

A clear voice behind him was caught off guard.

Xia Zhinian turned her head, blinked her eyes, bent her almond eyes, and pointed to the front, "Yan Ci, you liked doll bears when you were young."

Yan Ci looked in his direction, looked at the teddy bear, and paused for a moment.

"no."

He pursed his lips, as if recalling something, "When I was young, a stranger gave it to me."

...a gift from a stranger?

Keep it until now?

Xia Zhinian blinked, didn't ask anything, and followed Yan Ci back to the bedroom on the third floor.

There are no major changes overall, but there is a sky-blue two-meter-high large cabinet on the innermost wall.

Yan Ci smiled loosely, and said softly, "Go and see?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"I'm going to see it?"

Why did he go to see it?

The young man ran over, pulled open a closet, saw the contents clearly, his expression was startled suddenly, and his hair swayed in a daze.

Inside is a closet full of…

sugar?

He opened the cabinet next to him again, and there was a "wow" unexpectedly, his eyes sparkled.

Good guy!

...spicy sticks!

A cabinet of spicy sticks!

He looked to the side again, candy, spicy sticks, potato chips, unnamed snacks are full, and there are even buckets of instant noodles? !

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Xia Zhinian was pleasantly surprised.

This meow... what kind of paradise on earth is this? !

With a smile on his face, the young man turned his head to look at the slender boy with a handsome face, bit his lip, held back his excitement, smiled, and asked quietly.

"...Yes, for me?"

"Good boy."

The young man looked as if he wanted to get into the closet, Yan Ci laughed, nodded gently, and his voice was particularly pleasant.

"Your, all yours."

"The Ghost Festival Lab agreed to buy it for you that day."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ow!

"like?"

Yan Ci smiled lightly.

The young chick Peck Mi nodded again and again, "I like it!"

Who wouldn't like it?

"Be careful not to eat too much, it will easily hurt your stomach."

"Good!"

Xia Zhinian was excited for half the morning because of this snack cabinet, and at noon Yan Ci poured him a glass of milk and asked him to take a nap, but he didn't fall asleep either.

Too excited, I have to glance at the cabinet from time to time.

Yan Ci lay beside him, looked at the rice cake dumpling with curved eyebrows, and chuckled lightly.

Shao Qing, but the look on his face is a bit...hesitant to speak.

Xia Zhinian saw it, turned sideways, his back was facing the snack cabinet he was thinking about, his almond eyes were round and firm.

"...Yan Ci?"

He raised his eyes and looked over, it was noon outside, the sun was scorching in the sky, passers-by knew to hide from the sun, and it was extremely quiet outside.

With the curtains drawn, the light in the room was a little dim, and the dark blue was hazy, like the color of the deep sea.

The bedroom was very quiet, as if he could hear breathing and heartbeat, he raised his eyes, and looked at the boy's clear face from a little closer.

"Do you have something to say?"

Yan Ci paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"Say it."

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes are round, and the amber pupils are shining, clean and clear.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci stared at him, his eyes darkened, his meaning was unclear, and his voice was soft—

"I'm going abroad."

"...???"

... go abroad?

Xia Zhinian was startled suddenly, his eyes widened a little, but he didn't quite recover.

After a while, he blinked lightly, pursed his lips and said, "Why do you want to go abroad all of a sudden?"

"There's something going on between the Wei family and the Yan family, and we can't push it away." Yan Ci said softly.

Xia Zhinian said "Oh" slowly, his eyes rolled, and he didn't say anything else, "How long will it be there?"

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, "Five days to a week."

…five days, to a week.

Xia Zhinian lowered his eyes slowly, counting the time in his heart.

Hungry Ghost Festival has just passed, excluding today, he has 28 days left, if Yan resigns for five days, then there are 23 days left, and if Yan resigns for seven days, then there are only 21 days left.

Xia Zhinian rubbed his index finger knuckles with his left hand twice, and smiled lightly, "Okay, I understand, you pay attention to safety."

"Good boy."

Yan Ci stared at him, his eyes were dim, as if he was dizzy with thick ink, and his voice was low.

"I don't worry about you."

Although the rice cake dumpling seemed to be in a much better mood during this time, he didn't know whether the improvement was permanent or temporary.

Either real or an illusion.

He even wanted to take him abroad this trip, but the Xia family would never agree.

"...Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian's heart shrank slightly, and he lowered his eyes and played with his fingers, "...No, don't worry."

At least twenty-eight days left.

Nothing will happen.

Xia Zhinian bent over with a smile, "Okay, I get it, it's up to you."

"Xia Zhinian."

Yan Ci hasn't called him by his full name for a while.

Xia Zhinian hummed.

Yan Ci stood up straight with one hand on the bed, leaned over to look at the young man below him, pinched his chin, and there was a storm in his black eyes.

One word at a time, the voice is low and slow.

"Baby, listen up."

"I want you to assure me that nothing unpleasant will happen."

Xia Zhinian looked up, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he obediently responded.

"Okay, I promise."

Oral assurance only.

What's the point of saying it.

Xia Zhinian smiled at him relaxedly, "You can do it, I'm not a three-year-old kid."

He smiled casually, didn't say anything more, and was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone with a calm face.

Yan Ci looked at him for a while, not sure what the rice cake dumpling was thinking about.

He was a little short on time, it was almost the time for him to wake up from a normal nap, and he had to go to the airport.

Xia Zhinian didn't expect him to leave today, seeing him take out a packed suitcase from the cloakroom, and then came over and handed him a card.

"You know the secret of the door, this is □□, use this to open if you forget the secret."

Xia Zhinian nodded obediently.

Yan Ci looked at him for a while, and finally patted his head lightly.

"Let's go, you are sleepy and sleep for a while."

"…Ok."

Xia Zhinian didn't send Yan Ci away, but sat in the bedroom and watched him go out. After a while, he ran to the window, saw Qin Xu driving in, and helped him carry his luggage into the car.

Yan Ci turned his head and waved his hand towards the window, Xia Zhinian followed suit.

It was only after placing it that I remembered that it was a single-sided glass, so I couldn't see him from the outside.

"..."

The door was closed, and the pitch-black vehicle was moving fast, disappearing from sight in a blink of an eye.

Xia Zhinian looked at the universal card in his hand, pursed his lips, stuffed it into his pocket, went to the snack cabinet to get a few cans of candy, and left directly after calling the car.

All in all, ever since Chu Qingjian knew that Chu Qingjian was a straight man, he and Yan Ci had been sticking together almost all the time, with few gaps.

Suddenly five to seven days are free... I still feel a little uncomfortable after thinking about it.

This incompatibility became more and more obvious after experiencing the empty space next to the class and the deserted dormitory.

Xia Zhinian didn't stay in the dormitory, and when he returned to Xia's house, everything he did was a bit boring.

Yan Ci had a jet lag over there, and it was inconvenient to chat, so he just played with his phone and fell asleep when he was sleepy.

His head was dizzy, and the scene in the dream was not very clear.

"Knock knock."

There were two sudden knocks on the door.

"Squeak."

The door is opened.

In the dark room, the boy on the bed sat up and looked at the small crack in the door where light leaked in.

"...!"

"…call!"

Xia Zhinian woke up suddenly, sat up, breathed slightly, opened his eyes but found that the room was bright.

He fell asleep playing with his mobile phone and forgot to turn off the lights.

dream...

dream...

Xia Zhinian was short of breath, with a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, he raised his hand and pressed his head.

Did he have some weird hallucinations? On the day of the coming-of-age feast, he fell asleep after reading the fan fiction.

What's the matter with such a dream?

Xia Zhinian felt a sudden pain in his head, rubbed it, and picked up the phone.

There are several unread messages displayed at the top.

[YC]: Are you asleep?

【YC】：Cat Probe.jpg

After about half an hour, another

[YC]: Looks like she's asleep, good night.

Xia Zhinian looked at the time, three hours had passed, and he didn't return.

Yan Ci had just left the country for two days, and he sent him messages from time to time in these two days, but there was a time difference between the two sides, and the conversations were always intermittent and incoherent.

Three thirty in the middle of the night.

Xia Zhinian felt that he couldn't fall asleep, took a deep breath, didn't want to play with his mobile phone, couldn't fall asleep, thought about it, took out his mobile phone and ordered a large portion of late-night Mala Tang, sneaked downstairs, took it in and ate it.

Add spicy spicy, very fragrant.

After Xia Zhinian finished a big bowl, he held his mobile phone and rummaged through it for a while, finally lingering until dawn on the third day, and then went to the classroom to continue class.

In the evening, the Ghost Team, which lost in the abandoned laboratory last time, was entertaining guests. Yan Ci was not there, and Xia Zhinian went by himself.

The old place, Zou Ziqian's BBQ.

Zou Ziqian looked at the boy who was obediently waiting to eat with his chin resting on his chin. Feeling that Yan Shen had been away for a few days, his tablemate talked less. He clicked twice and handed over a box of hot milk.

"At the same table, Yan Shen asked us what we were eating, and I told him barbecue."

He put the milk beside Xia Zhinian, "Shen Yan asked me to warm up a box of milk for you to drink before eating, here it is."

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Dude, he's really not a three year old.

Zou Ziqian sat down next to him, with a treacherous expression on his face, hey hey, "At the same table before, Yan Shen went abroad for a few days, you've been languid all day, don't you... miss our Yan Shen?"

"I look like it!"

Yuen Long leaned closer and smacked his lips, "It's been cold in the back row for the past two days, so there's no need to turn on the air conditioner."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was speechless: "You two, disappear, thank you."

He doesn't want to think about anything.

At best, it's kind of boring.

He didn't go to the villa on the outskirts of the city, nor did he go to the dormitory these two days. He went back to Xia's house after class. He always felt a little idle, but he couldn't remember what he usually did before.

Xia Zhinian flattened his mouth, took a couple of sips out of the straw, and then he didn't want to drink anymore, so he picked up the barbecue and started.

"Ding-"

The phone rang.

Xia Zhinian nodded in doubt.

[YC]: Be good, finish drinking.

Xia Zhinian: "...???"

Xia Zhinian's expression was dazed, and he raised his head to look around, everyone lowered their heads to cook, chat and laugh, and each had their own things to do.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Pretend, pretend again, who is secretly making a small report?

The young man let out a sigh and typed.

【,】: I'm done drinking. Why didn't you sleep, it should be midnight on your side.

[YC]: You're a liar, you didn't finish your drink^_^, I'll wait for you to finish eating and go back to sleep later.

【,】: ...you sleep on your bed. Who told you I didn't finish my drink? He lied to you!

[YC] Nobody told me, I got it ^_^ telepathically.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Fuck you, there must be spies.

Xia Zhinian didn't type anymore, another one came over there soon.

[YC]: Be good, finish drinking, or you will get a stomachache.

Xia Zhinian pursed his lips, a little speechless, and felt like laughing a little, picked up the milk and drank a few sips.

fourth day.

The school was afraid that senior high school students would be stupid if they studied every day, so they arranged a social practice activity.

Xia Zhinian packed half a pocket of candy and boarded the bus arranged by the school.

This body made him dizzy on the bus, so he sat in the front row, stuffed a few candies into his mouth, and slept with his eyes closed all the way to his destination.

I was still a little dizzy after arriving, but it was much better than sitting in the back row with Yan Ci last time.

Xia Zhinian took a deep breath and ate another candy.

When he got out of the car and saw the scene in front of him, he was suddenly taken aback.

An old iron gate, with a white and gray vertical sign hanging beside it, which reads—

The Sixth Orphanage in Nanjia City.

Lin Siyu passed by and glanced sideways at him. Xia Zhinian stared at the unfamiliar yet familiar scene in front of him, and was stunned for two seconds.

...This is the orphanage where the original owner lived.

I have lived in an orphanage for thirteen years.

It was clearly in the suburbs of Nanjia City, but it was dark under the lights. The Xia family thought that the original owner was sent to other provinces, and his attention was always outside.

Unexpectedly, it took thirteen years to find out that the youngest son had been living within reach.

The original owner later transferred to No. 3 Middle School. People in the class don't know where he was originally, but people in the circle, like Lin Siyu and Yuen Long, should know more or less.

Xia Zhinian was a little at a loss, pursed her lips tightly, and slowly followed the large army in.

It is basically full of young children, and the older ones have gone to school or work, which ensures that almost no peers known by the original owner are present.

Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the small building inside, with lovely wall paintings on the outside of the wall, but it was too old and mottled, and it looked a bit desolate.

But on the other side, new buildings are being built and old buildings are being renovated in full swing.

The orphanage staff who showed them around smiled and introduced to them, "Our orphanage is located in a remote place, few people come, and the welfare benefits are actually average."

"Look at the construction and renovation over there." The staff pointed to them, very happy.

"It was in March this year. A family named Xia accidentally found a lost child with us. They donated a large sum of money to the orphanage. Finally, the situation in the orphanage can be improved."

...surnamed Xia?

March?

Directivity is almost clear.

The original owner was March, who was transferred to No. 3 Middle School.

Xia Zhinian stood alone among the mixed crowd of several classes, when he raised his head, he suddenly met strange, sympathetic eyes.