After the Xue family was in chaos for a while, they finally carried the half-conscious Xue Jingyi into the bedroom. Xiao Deng hung a hanging bottle for her, gave her simple care, and then called the doctor, who said that she would be here soon.
Xue Zixuan's plan to move out of Xue's house failed completely, but he could only barely suppress his anxiety, and softly ordered the young man to go back to his room and wash his face. When facing Xue Jingyi, he could be indifferent and hard-hearted, but he couldn't see the young man shed a single tear.
Zhou Yun Sheng closed the bathroom door, his legs were limp and he couldn't stand in an instant, and sat on the toilet lid. God knows, for the ten or twenty minutes he was tangled just now, his life was on the line. In the past, the system was only a verbal threat, and it was the first time that the erasure program was actually started. When it finished charging, he clearly felt the chill and fear coming from the depths of his soul. If it wasn't for his mental strength, he would have been paralyzed long ago.
Fortunately, Xue Jingyi didn't let him down. The technique of squatting and rolling was really top-notch. She didn't even care about her life, just to keep Xue Zixuan.
What about Xue Zixuan's feelings for him? Does anyone really fall in love with someone after being unconscious once? That's right, he can only use these four words to describe Xue Zixuan's attitude towards himself. Even if he doesn't believe it and maintains a high degree of suspicion, he will still inadvertently be moved by his deep affection.
It's a mess, Zhou Yun Sheng feels more and more chaotic the more rational he is, and he doesn't even think about anything. You love me, I love you, but you love him. These little games of love come and go are too far away for him. Compared to Xue Jingyi, he is the one who lives today and has no tomorrow. Love , family, happiness, joy, these are ordinary embellishments for ordinary people, but they are luxuries that are out of reach for him.
Even now, the only thought he could think of was how to use Xue Zixuan's hypocrisy to get out of the predicament. Yes, he doesn't believe in sudden hate, so he doesn't believe in sudden love. He couldn't think of any reason why Xue Zixuan could fall in love with himself, and fell in love with a person who was extremely disgusted 24 hours ago.
With a slight sneer, he bent his legs, stepped on the toilet lid, raised his wrist slightly and put the dim dial in front of him to check. After successfully staying at Xue's house, the obliteration program was cancelled. For him, it was just a false alarm, and it was obviously a huge loss to the system.
Although it tried his best to cover it up, there was no clue from the normal operation dial and operation background, but don't forget that a trace of Zhou Yunsheng's mental power has quietly invaded the system.
To start the erasure program once, the system needs to use a very large amount of energy. After the program is canceled, the energy will not flow back, but will be dissipated in an instant. If you can complete the task and return to the main god space, no matter how much energy is wasted, it will not cause any hindrance to the system, but now it is different, it cannot go back, and energy is naturally used a little less.
What's more unfortunate is that it doesn't know that the host has guessed this, and it is constantly probing and probing, consuming its energy intentionally or unintentionally, and while it is getting weaker and weaker, it will continue to move forward with a trace of mental power. Advance until all defenses are breached, reach the core, and replace it with your own will.
This process was originally an extremely long process. Zhou Yun Sheng also imagined that the day when he can truly break through the defense system of the mind and brain, that is, the day when his soul power is stronger than the source power of the system, it will require tens of thousands of reincarnations. , the accumulation of tens of thousands of years.
However, now, he is excited to notice that the gap between the system and himself is shrinking. As long as he continues to consume it, the power of the system will sooner or later be no match for the power of his soul. At that time, crushing the system is like crushing an ant. Simple.
Just now, his mental power broke through the 7 layers of defense system in a row while the system was weakened. It is unknown how many layers are in front of him, but enough is enough. Zhou Yun Sheng can already foresee a free, open and beautiful future.
What he can do now is to continue to fight against the system, and make it have to punish himself time and time again without stepping on its bottom line. It must be painful, but with a little pain for all the future, the pain turns into a carnival.
Zhou Yun Sheng covered his face with his hands, smiled inaudibly, then turned on the faucet and washed his face slowly.
Xue Zixuan, who was waiting outside, also thought a lot. He is no longer the clean and arrogant pianist he was in his previous life. He has experienced the pain of ruining his family, the shame of being ruined, and indulging in despair because of the loss of his love.
He had been waiting all his life, and at the same time he had also hoped that when he was as strong as Xue Yan, he would be able to take back the boy he loved. Of course, he also deeply understands that this is just a delusion, and the whole city cannot buy love, especially such dedicated and fiery love.
But if he has power, he can protect love. If he had the ability to resist his parents, protect the youth, and isolate Xue Yan, he would never fall into such a situation.
He injured his hand and could no longer play the piano. This kind of blow was nothing to him at all. He exchanged musical talent for the boy's life.
However, now, the scar has not yet appeared, and will never appear, but he can't feel the slightest joy. From opening his eyes to now, he never even thought about touching the piano with these hands.
That Xue Zixuan, who loved the piano like his life, has long since disappeared. Now this Xue Zixuan, his love and life belong to the young man. Thinking of this, he smiled inaudibly, walked to the bathroom door, and said softly, "Xiaoyi, I asked Fu Bo to cook, what do you want to eat?"
Zhou Yun Sheng washed his face, pushed open the door, and said worriedly, "Uncle Fu still has the heart to cook?"
"Could it be that Xue Jingyi fainted, and everyone has to accompany her to endure hardship without eating, drinking, or sleeping? She is not the center of the world, everyone has to revolve around her, and if you are not in the mood to cook, otherwise Xue Jiabai will give it to him. What are you doing with such a high salary?" Xue Zixuan's flat voice revealed a hint of chill.
This housekeeper was a key figure in helping Xue Jingyi murder the teenager in his previous life. He has watched Xue Jingyi grow up since he was a child, and his affection for each other is no less than that of Xue's father and Xue's mother. Like them, he only takes Xue Jingyi for granted, and other children should sacrifice everything for her.
Xue Jingyi's madness, Uncle Fu's cruelty, and the indifference of her parents, all the familiar faces have now become disgusting in Xue Zixuan's eyes. After returning, he chose to ignore them as much as possible, but once he found out that they were still trying to hurt his most beloved people like in his previous life, he would fight back mercilessly.
He restrained the hatred in his heart and went to Xue Jingyi's bedroom to find Fu Bo. The rest of the Xue family gathered here and waited anxiously. Every time Xue Jingyi got sick, it was earth-shattering. They were used to being around her all the time, staring at her, as if she would disappear in the next second.
In this regard, Xue Zixuan just thought it was ridiculous. Xue Jingyi's psychological quality is probably stronger than that of everyone present. Why does she frequently get sick? To put it bluntly, it's just tossing yourself.
Xue Zixuan stood at the door and waved to Uncle Fu. He realized that the young man beside him wanted to walk in and visit, and immediately grabbed his wrist and whispered, "Don't make trouble, there are enough people inside."
Zhou Yun Sheng obeyed the promise obediently, but in his heart he sneered at the young master like guarding himself against a thief, but he didn't know that he was guarding Xue Jingyi, but he couldn't express it clearly.
"Master, what are your orders?" Uncle Fu walked over lightly, a little restless and perfunctory in his tone.
"Go and prepare dinner, we're hungry."
"But Miss is still in a coma. If you have anything to do, wait until she wakes up!" Fu Bo waved his hand to push back, and he really wasn't in the mood to cook.
Zhou Yun Sheng tilted his head to look at the young man, his eyes were pure and clear, but he was rather gloating in his heart. It turned out that the real heir of the Xue family was no better than an orphan who was adopted. They all said that a crying child would have milk to eat. Xue Jingyi was indeed seriously ill, but for her, wouldn't it be an advantage? At least everyone's heart will be placed on her weak body, and a lot of pity and compassion are enough to make them forget her blood and origin.
Xue Zixuan didn't want to argue with Uncle Fu, he gave him a deep look, and led the young man away slowly.
Zhou Yun Sheng was happy in his heart, but said cautiously on his face: "I just said that Uncle Fu is not in the mood to cook, my sister is so ill, everyone is worried, you go up and accompany my sister, I will cook porridge, and my sister will wake up later. Just enough to eat."
He couldn't figure out what Xue Zixuan meant. Not only did his attitude towards himself change drastically, but also towards Xue Jingyi. He seemed to have reversed their positions. People who should be loved became hated and hated. On the contrary, it hurts the pet, which is simply inexplicable and insane.
"They forget that no one will forget Xue Jingyi. If she is hungry, many people will cook porridge for her. You don't have to worry about it. The house is too messy, so let's go out to eat." He took out a car key and took the boy away with half a drag and a half hug. He liked the boy hanging on his body, moving forward on tiptoe, his mouth slightly pouted, trying to struggle but helpless.
He is still as cute as he was in his previous life, no, even more cute, just because he is all his own.
Xue Zixuan was in a good mood, driving around the most prosperous area of the city for the teenager, completely forgetting Xue Jingyi who was still lying on the hospital bed. Zhou Yun Sheng stared at the endless crowds and colorful neon lights outside the window. No matter how many times he saw this scene, he still found it new and interesting. It was very different from the interstellar city where technology was highly developed and seemed more and more impersonal.
"Would you like to go to the night market?" Xue Zixuan suggested with a smile.
"Brother also goes to the night market?" Zhou Yun Sheng thought it was very novel, he thought that this young master was a gentleman who didn't eat human fireworks.
"I haven't been shopping, but it's good to try it once in a while." Xue Zixuan has serious cleanliness and doesn't like to be too close to people, but as long as the teenager is by his side, he can reach within his tentacles, so what else can't he endure? He can give up music for him, and naturally he can also change his temperament.
"Then let's go for a walk, shall we?" Zhou Yunsheng's beautiful peach blossom eyes were wide open, the eagerness, the eagerness that seemed to open the car door and jump down immediately, made Xue Zixuan unable to help laugh.
"Okay, I'll find a place to park." The young man had recently eaten and slept well, his cheeks were plump, and he looked pink and tender and very cute. Xue Zixuan pinched the soft flesh on the side of his cheek and couldn't put it down with the delicate touch of his fingertips.
They found a shopping mall to park the car, and the two walked to the crowded pedestrian street. Christmas is coming. The windows on both sides are covered with snowflakes and the words merry christmas are written. Glowing antlers, there are people standing on the street selling flowers and various Christmas goods.
Xue Zixuan originally thought that he would be anxious because of a too serious cleanliness disorder. He never likes to be noisy, and he doesn't like to be in contact with people, but when he took the boy into his arms and wrapped his arms around him to prevent strangers from colliding, He didn't feel the slightest discomfort, he just felt content and peaceful, and he even hoped that this road could be a little longer, and a little longer, preferably in a lifetime.
To be honest, Zhou Yun Sheng is very uncomfortable right now. The young man put his arms around him from behind, crossed his arms, and hounded his abdomen. The height of 188 cm was very oppressive, so that his whole body was nestled in his arms, and he was forced to follow his pace.
He felt that his back was close to the young man's chest, and the fit was so tight, which directly affected his movements, causing him to stumble and stumble after a few steps, and had to put his whole body weight on the young man's body. on both arms.
He seemed to be hugging him, but in fact it was like holding him floating on the street, and the feeling that his toes were touching the ground was not a good feeling. Zhou Yunsheng couldn't see his expression from behind because of the young man. The skin thirst is very contemptuous.
However, Xue Zixuan was enjoying it. He spread his two long legs apart, stuck close to the young man, and moved forward sticky.
"Sir, buy a flower." A young girl stopped the two of them. At a glance, she found two conjoined twins in the crowd. The young man is tall and handsome, with extraordinary extravagance, the young man is petite and delicate, and his aura is compelling. One of them is spoiled and the other is proud.
Finding that the two were getting closer and closer, she ran over uncontrollably and enthusiastically sold her flowers.
"Sorry, we don't buy flowers." Zhou Yun Sheng waved his hand to refuse.
Xue Zixuan was more straightforward, without saying a word, he led the boy forward, he never paid attention to strangers.
The girl probably really wanted to do this business, or she wanted to have a few more words with Xiao Xianrou and the handsome man, and she chased after them very diligently, chattering and recommending: "Don't you like roses? I still have carnations and bellflowers, carnations here. The flower language of the bellflower is family affection and longing, and the flower language of the bellflower is the love of despair..." At this point, she realized that she had lost her words, and quickly remedied: "Ah, although it is very desperate, when the bellflower blooms, it indicates that happiness will come again. So it also stands for immortal love, eternal love…”
The girl obviously had a lot of research on flowers, and she couldn't stop when she started talking. Seeing that the two of them were walking faster and faster, as if eager to get rid of herself, she gave up and stopped unhappy.
But miraculously, Xue Zixuan turned his head and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by the flower language of Kikyo?"
"Eternal love!" The girl's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out a bellflower from the flower basket and dangled it in front of the handsome man.
"It's not this, what's behind the desperate love?" Xue Zixuan stared at her with burning eyes.
The girl pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Although the bellflower represents hopeless love, according to legend, when the bellflower blooms, happiness will come again, so it also represents hope and rebirth."
Will happiness come again? Xue Zixuan smiled and exchanged a few large bills for this purple bellflower swaying in the wind, carefully stuffing it into the boy's hand.
Zhou Yun Sheng was inexplicable, but fortunately, the young man didn't buy a rose for himself, a platycodon flower, which was easier to accept. He pinched the flower, lowered his head and sniffed the white stamen.
The girl hurriedly pushed and refused: "A bellflower only costs 5 yuan, sir, you are giving too much!"
"Not much, it's worth it, thank you." Xue Zixuan smiled, the flower language of the bellflower seemed to herald his fate, the day after his rebirth, he could get the blessing of "happiness comes again", there is nothing like this sentence, this flower, more valuable.
He seldom smiled, so when he laughed sincerely, his handsome face seemed to glow, and his expression was unbelievably gentle. Zhou Yun Sheng glanced at him quickly, then glanced at him again a few seconds later, and had to admit that he was almost fascinated.
He couldn't stand the tenderness and thoughtfulness of the young man and took good care of him, which would make him involuntarily think of the young man's original intention to bring him to the imperial capital.
What kind of person can make such a heartwarming move while coveting his heart? Well, the young man has schizophrenia, so he can switch between a gentle brother and a cold-blooded killer without any disobedience. Facing a person with a mental illness, Zhou Yun Sheng feels very powerless. Holding the bellflower, he continued to float in the young man's arms, with confusion and struggle on his face.
How he hoped that the warmth given to him by the youth came entirely from the heart, rather than cruel exploitation or whim teasing. After several reincarnations, he longed for stability, freedom, and even more when he was tired, to have a shoulder to rely on.
Is this his shoulder? He occasionally asks for extravagances, but he quickly regains his composure. He is not entitled to anything until he can get rid of the villain system.
Feeling that the person in his arms changed from being excited to being absent-minded, Xue Zixuan turned to look at him and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Let's find a place to eat?"
"Well, go back early after dinner, I'm worried about Jing Yi." Zhou Yun Sheng replied weakly.
Xue Zixuan's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything. He changed the hug to holding hands and led the boy into a very high-end French restaurant. Infected by the festive atmosphere, the restaurant was full of guests, dressed in fragrant temples, and there was no reservation, and there was no place for a while.
Fortunately, Xue Zixuan was a frequent visitor, and the VIP card was handed over, and the attendant immediately arranged a double seat for them.
Zhou Yun Sheng was holding the flowers, and was hugged by a handsome man around his waist. The height of his shoulders made him look ambiguous like a bird. Along the way, people kept looking at him, and after recognizing the piano emperor, all of them were surprised and whispered.
Xue Zixuan's coldness is well-known in the circle, but today he is gentle and light-smiling, considerate, and protects the boy like a baby, and his behavior is different from the past.
Wouldn't the piano emperor be in love? The object is still a little boy? Unexpectedly, he turned out to be gay! Within a day, rumours like this will spread in the upper circles.
Zhou Yun Sheng couldn't understand what the young man was going to do. He thought that the other party wanted to find a new place for house arrest to change his face for himself. But now, he is taking him to and from high-end places openly, and his attitude is not evasive, but more considerate. This high-profile move is completely contrary to his original intention.
Isn't he afraid that someone who has a heart will investigate his background, and then pierce the conspiracy of the Xue family? Zhou Yun Sheng pondered over and over again, but never considered that the young man's feelings for him were real, rather than exploiting them with ulterior motives.
While thinking about it, the two have already sat down, and the attendant bent over to deliver two menus.
Only then did Zhou Yun Sheng regain his senses. He took a quick glance and moved the list away. He whispered with red face, "Brother, I don't understand." In fact, his mental power is connected to his intellectual brain, which stores information about this world. All information, including the history and language of each country. Not to mention French, it is the African indigenous language, and he can master it instantly as long as he mobilizes the database of the system. But Huang Yi comes from a remote and isolated village. It is very good to be able to speak Mandarin well, but how can she understand foreign languages.
Xue Zixuan stretched out his hand, pinched his blushing cheeks, and said with a smile, "Brother will show you some." I didn't expect Xiaoyi, who was proficient in ten foreign languages in her last life, to be so embarrassed. But he knows how smart he is, and given enough time, he can grow to be better than anyone else.
"What's the main dish today?" he spoke to the waiter in standard French.
"Braised veal in white sauce, the dessert is a Paris wheel cake."
Xue Zixuan nodded and searched the menu. After a few seconds, he pointed to a line of small characters and instructed, "Give us a couple's set meal."
Spending a few thousand yuan on a special trip for a couple's set meal, it became clear what the relationship between the two men was. The waiter didn't show any strange expression, and continued to ask, "What kind of wine do you want to go with, sir?"
"A glass of Alsace Pinot Noir and a glass of hot milk."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter went down with the menu.
Xue Zixuan raised his eyes and smiled at the young man. Zhou Yun Sheng also smiled innocently, but his heart was very entangled. What is the meaning of "Dianqingdou"? Bully me for not understanding French
At this moment, a couple of luxuriously dressed men and women got up and left after finishing their meal. They stood in front of Xue Zixuan's seat with playful smiles on their faces.
"Zixuan, I heard that you are sick, are you feeling better now?"
"I'm fine now, thank you for your concern." Xue Zixuan nodded politely.
"Who is this?" The man hesitated to speak, but the woman made a startled voice after scrutinizing the boy: "Zixuan, who is this? He looks like Jingyi!"
To this extent, she doesn't believe that there is no blood relationship. Could it be that they guessed wrong, this is not the little lover of Xue Shao, but the illegitimate son of President Xue? But it's not right, how can an illegitimate child have such a harmonious relationship with the children of the original spouse? Xue Zixuan looks gentle, but in fact it is very difficult to approach.
"This is Huang Yi, Xue Jingyi's twin brother, and my younger brother." Xue Zixuan said flatly, "Xue Jingyi is not related to me by blood. She is the adopted child of the Xue family."
Saying this, the two immediately understood that the beloved little princess was not from the Xue family.
"Xiaoyi, my name is Brother Fang and Sister-in-law Fang. They are my friends." Xue Zixuan has no friends, but for the future, he is willing to make more friends from now on.
"Brother Fang, Sister Fang, it's nice to meet you." Zhou Yun Sheng greeted obediently, but his heart was beating. He couldn't understand Xue Zixuan more and more. From the attitudes of these two people, it can be inferred that they have quite a relationship with the Xue family, and introducing themselves to them is equivalent to letting the outside world know of their existence. How will the Xue family's heart transplant operation be carried out
What exactly does Xue Zixuan want to do? He couldn't remember the first time he pondered this question.
The two were very flattered by Xue Shao's words. friend? In the upper circle of the imperial capital, who dares to say that he is a friend of Xue Shao? This person is like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.
They immediately became enthusiastic, chatted for a while, and then invited the two to a banquet a few days later. After getting a positive answer, they left contentedly.
Xue Zixuan looked at the back of the two of them with a stunned expression. The Xue family has not yet fallen, and the Xue family is still an unshakable industry leader, possessing unimaginable wealth and power, but these do not belong to him. The compliments and awe of others are only in Xue Rui's face. Just go up.
Even if a pianist is famous all over the world, in the eyes of some people, he is as small as an ant, and can be crushed by just flicking his fingertips. So he needs power and wealth to protect the boy he loves.
This may be difficult for Xue Zixuan, who used to love the piano like his life, but for him now, it is very simple. In his last life, in order to wait for the boy's forgiveness, he did not dare to stay away or die, so he suffered repeated blows from Xue Yan. In the process of fighting, he learned intrigue, conspiracy and calculation, and also learned how to deal with Vanity Fair.
He transferred the remaining industry of the Xue family to foreign countries, and slowly expanded the business, and finally regained a firm foothold in China. Of course, there is no lack of Xue Yan who deliberately released water in order to save the boy's face. But anyway. He must thank him for teaching himself a lot of things, such as guarding, such as being ruthless.
While thinking about it, the waiter brought the dishes to the table one by one. Xue Zixuan immediately returned to his senses, and laid out the napkin and tableware for the boy.
"Brother, what if I don't know how to use a knife and fork?" Zhou Yun Sheng asked with a blushing face.
Xue Zixuan couldn't help laughing, and whispered softly in his ear: "You can eat as much as I want. Of course, you can also feed me. Although your hand is bruised and scattered, it should still hurt a little, right?"
When the words fell, he scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and baked ground beef, brought it to the boy's mouth, and looked at him earnestly.
The young man's every move is very considerate, and his dark and deep eyes are full of tenderness, as if he is staring at the person he loves most. Bathed in such hot eyes, Zhou Yun Sheng's blushing face turned red at this moment, and he lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to look at him.
"Open your mouth." There was a hidden smile in Xue Zixuan's tone.
Noticing the strange gazes of the people around him, Zhou Yun Sheng couldn't help it, so he swallowed the mashed potatoes with embarrassment, and said vaguely, "Brother, eat it yourself, I'll learn it from you. Look, my hands are all good. Now, it doesn't hurt at all." Hua Luo raised his hands and shook it gently.
I originally planned to make a fool of myself, so that Xue Zixuan, the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, would also be shamed. He dared to bet that if he pretended to be ugly, the other party would definitely take a knife and fork and feed him one bite at a time.
"System, this person is really not penetrated by the soul? You scan it again, be careful." He ordered in his mind.
The system also detected abnormal data, wasted a little energy, scanned Xue Zixuan several times from beginning to end, and replied in a cold electronic voice: "Report to the host, this person's soul and body are compatible, and it is definitely a creation of this world."
Zhou Yun Sheng imitated the young man's actions and cut off a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, a pair of peach blossom eyes swept across his body, implicitly exploring. If possible, he really wanted to pry open the young man's head to see what he was thinking.
"What's wrong?" Xue Zixuan shuddered at the attention of the young man, his neck and hands that were exposed outside had a dense layer of goosebumps. This is definitely not disgust or disgust, but a physiological reaction caused by being too numb and excited. '
Such a focused and pure gaze is something he has been expecting all his life.
"Brother is especially good-looking when eating." Zhou Yun Sheng flattered at the right time. Of course, he thought so too. The young people came from everyone, and they have been influenced by art since childhood, adding a lot of elegant charm to their every move. In particular, he also looks like a crown jade and has a personable demeanor. He is the perfect male god in the eyes of many women.
It is no exaggeration to say that there is hardly one of the upper-class people and social elites in the restaurant who can surpass the youth in terms of appearance and bearing.
Xue Zixuan never cared about the slander and praise of others, but now, he was extremely happy, he put a hand around the boy's back, put it on the chair, wrapped him halfway in his arms, and leaned in to kiss his pink and lustrous face.
This kiss was as easy to touch as the water of a dragon boat, the force was very light, but the temperature was scorching hot. Zhou Yun Sheng never knew that his face was so thin, and he immediately turned red to the point of burning his hands. He opened his wet peach blossom eyes and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? All right, why are you kissing me?"
Xue Zixuan stared at him and smiled: "When you like someone to the extreme, you will have the urge to kiss him when you see him."
Damn, confess again, are you a confession madman? Zhou Yun Sheng was molested again, wishing to throw red wine on the other side's face. But in order to avoid 00C, he desperately suppressed it. Huang Yi is a little self-abased, a little lack of love, and a little timid and cowardly. If he hears this sentence, the most real reaction must be shyness, not anger.
Zhou Yun Sheng put down his knife and fork, and covered his cheeks with both hands, leaving only a pair of eyes that were about to overflow with water, his flustered and helpless little appearance looked pitiful and cute.
Xue Zixuan smiled softly, as long as he was with the young man, every minute and every second was extremely happy, every breath could smell the sweet aroma, and every bite could taste happiness. Such a life, compared with the despair of the previous life, is tantamount to the pinnacle of bliss. How could he let go? Natural death will not let go.
"Okay, kissing is the Western way of expressing intimacy, you see." He pinched the bloody earlobe of the boy red and motioned him to look to the right.
Next door sat a couple of foreign couples, chatting while eating. I don't know what the woman said, but the man smiled and kissed her on the cheek.
Fudge, then flicker, it's normal for a man to kiss a woman, can a man kiss a man count? And you ordered a couple's set meal without telling me, and the tiramisu was cut into a heart shape. Do you think I'm a fool? Having slandered here, Zhou Yun Sheng was discouraged, and had to admit that in the hearts of the Xue family, he was really like a second fool.
He took a few glances, then slowly put down his hands covering his face, and whispered, "So that's the case." Hua Luo picked up the knife and fork, ready to quickly destroy this couple's dinner. , "Brother will kiss you only if he likes you, so do you like brother?" Xue Zixuan didn't intend to let him go, and said in a persuasive manner.
Damn, you're not done yet, are you? You abductor, you bastard! After scolding here, Zhou Yun Sheng realized that he was gay too, so he couldn't help choking. He raised his head, looked at the young man opposite him with eyes full of hazy water mist, and begged silently.
Xue Zixuan was hot all over by him. He covered the back of his head with one hand, and continued to ask, "Does Xiaoyi like brother? Huh?" The last ending contained countless expectations.
As an orphan who lacked love and was adopted by a kind person, Zhou Yun Sheng could say that he didn't like his foster brother? He nodded hard, then subconsciously licked his lips.
Xue Zixuan's eyes darkened, and the palm covering the back of the boy's head tightened and quickly loosened. He almost pressed the boy to him just now, biting his rosy lips recklessly. God knows how much he longed for him so much that his heart was broken.
It was impossible for Zhou Yun Sheng to misunderstand the oppression exerted by the youth in an instant. The person was under the eaves and had to bow his head. He said "I like it" in a low voice, approached slowly, and quickly kissed the young man's face.
Xue Zixuan wanted to tilt his head and put the kiss on his lips, but thinking about the timid character of the young man, he had to reluctantly hold back. He didn't want to scare him away now.
There was a bit of wetness on his cheeks, and there was also the smell of steak and sauce, but it didn't make Xue Zixuan feel sick at all. On the contrary, he is now very content, very happy. The boy at this time liked him, and as long as he thought of this, he couldn't restrain the smile on the corner of his mouth.
Kissing the boy on the cheek again, he stepped back and ate at a very slow pace. Zhou Yun Sheng moved quickly. After eating the main meal and dessert, he took a small sip while holding the milk cup. Watching the surrounding guests leave one by one, the restaurant turned from crowded to empty, Zhou Yun Sheng suspected that young people would eat forever.
Xue Zixuan had tried his best to prolong the time between the two of them, but it still passed minute by minute. Seeing that the restaurant was about to close, he settled the bill and left with his arms around the boy.
The parking place is still some distance away from the restaurant. Zhou Yun Sheng wanted to leave quickly, but the young man supported his waist and abdomen, leaning in his arms and moving forward step by step. The two were as tight as conjoined twins, and the reflections projected on the ground were completely integrated into one.
Xue Zixuan inserted the bellflower in his sleeve into the pocket of the boy's chest, tilted his head, and kissed his cold cheek.
Zhou Yun Sheng knew that once the floodgates were opened, the floodwaters would not be recovered. Xue Zixuan got it cheap, but no, eating soft tofu became more and more comfortable, and he would come over and kiss at every turn, and it was endless.
He desperately wanted to slap him away, but he had to endure it, so he was distracted and found a topic: "When did you bring the flower out? I thought it was left in the restaurant." It's just a flower, Can you take it with you wherever you go
"This flower is the first gift I bought for you. It has a different meaning. How can you just throw it away." Xue Zixuan sighed contentedly, with a lot of guilt in his eyes. In his last life, until the tragedy happened, he never gave any gift to the young man, not because he didn't love enough, but because he didn't know how to love.
In this life, he is willing to learn, to change, and to dedicate the best in the world to the young man in his arms.
Zhou Yun Sheng pouted his lips disdainfully, but he stroked the purple petals very gently. It was also the first gift he received.
Snowflakes fluttered down the sky, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot. Passers-by shouted excitedly, and some put up their collars and walked hurriedly. Xue Zixuan took a few steps around the boy who was shivering with cold. He passed a shop window and saw a long men's coat on the model. He stood and watched for a while, then walked in and asked for the price.
The price of seven or eight thousand is nothing to the young master of the Xue family. He quickly swiped the card and asked the salesman to cut off the tag.
Zhou Yun Sheng glanced at the coat, and felt that this coquettish style with a mink fur collar was very incompatible with youth. The clothes he wears have always been high-level customization, low-key and luxurious, and the only one in the world.
But this is a face-seeing world. No matter how nouveau riche clothes, with Xue Zixuan's extravagant face, his style will immediately improve several grades. He put on his coat and walked out of the store under the obsessive gaze of the salesman.
"It's warm." He opened the front of his clothes and completely wrapped the boy in his arms. He was wearing a snowflake and laughed in a low voice.
The thick fabrics cut off the cold wind in all directions, and the body temperature suitable for young people was continuously passed over, interspersed with the aroma of cologne. This seemingly unreliable embrace is now so warm and wide