Xie Jiaran's height was just over 180cm, and Liang Sunian was half a head taller than him. When he stood in front of Liang Sunian, he had to look up.
Anyone who can win the title of school idol naturally has an outstanding appearance.
But compared to his perfect facial features, Liang Sunian's more outstanding feature is his outstanding bone structure, which makes his facial contours three-dimensional and deep. It is an appearance that is difficult for Oriental people to possess but is extremely sought after.
His pupils are a light amber color, and there is a hint of coldness between his brows. When he has no expression on his face, he makes people feel distant. However, because the boy always smiles lazily and his eyes are beautiful and affectionate, that sense of distance has long been worn away.
At this moment, the smile that had always been on the boy's lips disappeared.
He glanced at him slightly, frowning slightly, with uncertainty and confusion in his eyes: "What?"
How could his roommate, who has always been known for being out of touch with worldly affairs and who gave him a look as if it were alms, say something like this to him in the middle of the night
Is the other person sleepwalking, or is he hallucinating because of the heat
The messages in the WeChat group were still being read enthusiastically, but Liang Sunian felt that his own coolness was unreal.
Xie Jiaran was driven by impulse and stood in front of Liang Sunian. He hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth. Only after he actually said it did he realize that it was not as difficult as he had imagined.
He made up his mind to tear off the layer of skin, then let go of his hand and repeated what he had just said in his usual cold voice.
I tried hard to stay calm, but I couldn't help but give up on myself:
"Can you, please, hug me?"
Just give up and try it.
The worst that could happen is being rejected and being considered mentally ill.
His eyes gradually lost focus while waiting, and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.
He almost lost his mind thinking that he still had a way out, which was to change dormitories. It didn't matter. If changing dormitories failed, he would just move out.
Anyway, he is in the Art Building and Liang Sunian is in the Mingde Building. Tsinghua University is so big that they may not meet again until graduation.
It is not a big problem if it is difficult to rent a house around the school, but you will have to live farther away from the school, which will make transportation more difficult and inconvenient for going to and from school.
"How do you hold me?"
Liang Sunian suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts that had already drifted into outer space: "Is this okay?"
Before Xie Jiaran could react, the other party grabbed his shoulders and waist without any instruction and gently embraced him.
Liang Sunian's movements were very gentle, and the scent of the shower gel on his body was very light and refreshing, filling his nostrils in an instant.
His palm pressed against the skin he had coveted, feeling a completely unfamiliar temperature. After a moment of blankness, Xie Jiaran's brain quietly exploded into a brilliant firework.
Before the central nervous system gave any instructions, the body had already responded honestly—it hugged Liang Sunian back tightly, with an impatient look that could not be ignored.
The skin-to-skin contact greatly alleviated his discomfort, but also fostered his greed.
He was craving for such an intimate touch; every inch of the other person's skin and every bit of warmth on the skin were tempting him.
When her face approached her neck, he hesitated for only half a second with his remaining rationality, then rubbed it without hesitation.
A tiny electric current passed through the surface of his skin. Xie Jiaran raised his chin slightly and squinted his eyes in comfort.
Since things have come to this, what is there for him to worry about
Liang Sunian naturally felt the movements of the person in his arms clearly.
In stark contrast to his hot body temperature, Xie Jiaran was cool all over. Due to his small frame and smaller stature than him, he felt comfortable and cool in his arms.
I am surprised that this world is so unpredictable and mysterious.
It's like a proud and ignoring little kitten suddenly becomes friendly.
Not only is it willing to take the initiative to pay attention to you, but it also acts coquettishly and rubs against your feet, asking you to hold it. Not only can you hold its paws, but it seems that even burying its belly in your mouth is allowed.
But when a kitten acts like this, it usually means it is hungry, right
Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to think that his roommate's sudden abnormal behavior was due to hunger.
"What’s wrong with you?"
It was quiet at night, and Liang Sunian lowered his voice as if he was afraid of scaring him: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Xie Jiaran hummed in a muffled voice and leaned on his shoulder, being surprisingly obedient.
"You have a cold?"
Liang Sunian inevitably rubbed the top of his head. Unlike his personality, the boy's hair was incredibly soft. "It's not even twelve o'clock yet, the dormitory manager should not be asleep yet. How about going downstairs now and asking for leave to take you to the hospital?"
"It's not a cold, no need to go to the hospital, just... hold me longer."
After Xie Jiaran finished speaking, he closed his eyes as if to escape.
I hit too many straight balls tonight, and I'm getting more and more adept at it. I'm almost accepting my incompetence.
He felt that Liang Sunian was probably wondering if there was something wrong with his brain.
So before the other party asked this question, he resigned himself to his fate and chose to take the initiative to show his cards: "Liang Sunian, I have skin hunger."
The night breeze was cool, and Xie Jiaran's voice was clearly transmitted to Liang Sunian's eardrums.
He certainly knew about skin hunger.
A psychological disorder that is extremely dependent on people. When symptoms occur, patients will extremely desire to have skin contact with others or be touched by others. Otherwise, they will have a strong sense of insecurity, as well as negative emotions such as inferiority, loneliness, and anxiety.
In severe cases, physical discomfort may occur, with itching and pain all over the body.
But when Xie Jiaran said it, he suddenly didn't quite understand.
"But aren't you a germaphobe?"
How can the two extremes of longing for contact with people and resisting contact with people appear in one person at the same time
"Yes, I have mysophobia, and it's even more serious than mysophobia, so before this, I had been enduring it."
He had never told this to anyone before, but today was the first time he spoke it out, revealing all the hardships he had endured alone over the years, and inevitably he felt like complaining and venting.
"Every time the symptoms flare up, it's like there are countless ants running wild under my skin. It's very uncomfortable, and I can't stop scratching my skin."
"There is no definite cure for this disease. Doctors are helpless. I can only rely on forcing myself to fall asleep to relieve it. Fortunately, it is not very serious and I can still cope with it."
“But you showed up.”
"My mysophobia is only ineffective against you, and my skin cravings are getting worse and worse, to the point where even sleeping doesn't help. Whenever you appear, I can't help but want to get close to you, want to touch you..."
He almost couldn't control his emotions. When he keenly realized that his words unconsciously hinted at accusation, he bit his lower lip to stop the topic in time and closed his eyes in a state of collapse.
"I'm sorry." The cold voice fell.
I don't mean to blame him, he just feels powerless and sad about his passivity.
"So, you don't dislike me?"
Liang Sunian didn't hear any reproach or blame. His attention was strangely focused on something else. He raised his voice slightly, "Are you annoyed by seeing me and want to stay away from me?"
"?"
What
Xie Jiaran looked up in astonishment, with a rare stunned expression on his face: "When did I ever say I disliked you?"
Liang Sunian understood.
A lazy smile reappeared in his eyes: "So you have been avoiding me everywhere and not getting close to me, just because you are afraid of being discovered by me, and afraid that the more you contact with me, the more serious the symptoms will be?"
Xie Jiaran's eyelashes trembled, and the small movement of nodding was a little uncomfortable and stiff.
So that's how it is.
Liang Sunian was in a very good mood now, and asked him: "If you feel uncomfortable, why didn't you ask me for help earlier?"
Xie Jiaran answered honestly: "Because I'm not familiar with you."
He answered every question and was as obedient as a little kid.
This reasonable reason made Liang Sunian laugh and cry. He thought for a moment: "Can hugging once cure me?"
"... ... cannot."
Does this mean that he is in trouble
Xie Jiaran frowned and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
The strength in his hands loosened, and he wanted to say something, but Liang Sunian asked again: "Do you need to take off your clothes and hug her like this every time?"
His expression was serious and he didn't seem impatient at all. He seemed to just want to understand his situation. "It's fine when we're in the dormitory, but it might be inconvenient if we're outside or in the classroom."
"no... ... "
Xie Jiaran looked into his eyes and his brain short-circuited a bit: "Just a slight touch is enough. A hug is only necessary when it's serious. However, you don't need to take off your clothes."
As soon as he finished speaking, his left hand was wrapped in Liang Sunian's palm.
"Like this?" He took his hand and waved it gesturingly.
Xie Jiaran's arms stiffened unconsciously, and he avoided looking into his eyes uncomfortably, pursed his lips and nodded silently.
"Okay, I understand."
Liang Su Nian smiled and said, "From now on, if you feel uncomfortable, I will be there whenever you call me. You can touch me however you want."
"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped and won't tell anyone about this."
Apart from the initial surprise, Liang Sunian accepted it quickly.
To put it lightly, it seemed that Xie Jiaran was not suffering from the rare skin disease, but just a common cold, nothing strange.
This made Xie Jiaran, who had been hiding his illness and not daring to tell anyone, feel a little uncomfortable and dazed.
Liang Su Nian hugged Xie Jia Ran with one hand, looked down at the time, then closed WeChat and asked him, "Are you feeling better now?"
Xie Jiaran hummed softly: "It's much better now."
"That's good."
Liang Sunian patted his back soothingly, then withdrew his hand and said softly, "It's quite late. If you keep up any longer, you probably won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning. Let's go, it's time to go to bed."
He yawned lazily, turned around and took only two steps when his wrist was grabbed.
"Anything else?" he turned around and asked.
"Liang Sunian, is there anything you want or need my help with?"
Xie Jiaran stood there and looked at him, his eyes full of seriousness, and he was just about to put the words "reciprocity" on his forehead.
What is there that Liang Sunian needs help with
I wanted to just say no, but I was afraid that it would cause psychological burden to the child in front of me, so I said casually: "I can't think of it now, I'll tell you when I think of it."
Unexpectedly, Xie Jiaran was more difficult to deal with than he thought: "When?"
The pupils were clear and black without any impurities, revealing the persistence in the eyes clearly.
It’s quite different from the preconceived impression of Xie Jiaran.
Now he is like a beautiful cat that is fed with dried fish and is eager to repay the favor.
Liang Su Nian looked at Xie Jiaran like this for a long while, then he laughed softly without any warning. The cold moonlight spread over his face and felt the warmth.
I couldn't help but raise my hand, and rubbed the top of Maomao's soft hair twice: "Tomorrow, I have a ball game tomorrow afternoon."
"Come and bring me some water."