Chapter 72 You Taste My Blood (10) [End Chapter](1/2)
Su Lin felt that the person who was really not very good should be himself.
He spent every day in patience, and the word "bearance" has almost become his norm.
Who would have thought that Xu Qichen could not bear it first?
Xu Qichen actually had a little bit of rationality in his heart, but these rationality were too small compared to the ones that were about to burn him. He lowered his head and kissed Su Lin indiscriminately. The tip of his tongue was eager to penetrate deep into the wet and cold mouth to relieve some of his hotness. As soon as the tip of his tongue touched Su Lin's wet tongue, his whole body seemed to have turned into a pool of water. His arms could not hold on to his body, and he pressed firmly on Su Lin's body. A pair of dry and hot hands rubbed Su Lin's short black hair, making his palm itchy.
Never seen Xu Qichen do such an extraordinary behavior. Su Lin felt that his concentration had reached its limit. He subconsciously pushed the person on his body, but he hugged the neck. While kissing, he begged him vaguely, "Don't push me away... Su Lin..."
His voice was extremely soft, and the hoarseness caused by high heat made his voice extremely sexy, twisting into Su Lin's ears and hooking the ** in his heart.
Feeling that Su Lin no longer wanted to push him away, Xu Qichen licked his lips flatteringly, then kissed him down devoutly, kissing him to his pale neck. Looking at Su Lin's slightly rolling Adam's apple, he couldn't help but take a bite.
It's really too unscrupulous.
Su Lin bent her legs, and her arms wrapped around Xu Qichen's people, turning him over and over and overwhelmed him under his body, kissing his lips. Xu Qichen had no limit at all, allowing his flexible tongue to move in and wrap around the tip of his tongue. He almost surrendered with just a kiss, and all his strength was lost. Although he just took a bite lightly, Su Lin's neck was still bitten through the skin and oozed a little blood. The smell of blood was too sweet, which kept him in it, and there was no room for breath.
Alcohol is the best combustion aid. It mixes the blood temptation brought by the contract, making the adult heat burning more and more tormenting. It cannot be suppressed with reason, and can only succumb to instinctive demands. It is dizzy, and every bone in the body is burning in the collision. The consciousness is thrown far away, and the whole process is half awake and half unconscious, and the soul is almost withdrawn.
A ball of fire broke out from ignition to spreading, and the flames surging, and finally subsided in Su Lin's extremely gentle rain.
He didn't remember when he fell asleep. It was the middle of the night when he woke up. His throat was dry and he reached out to find the switch of the lamp on the bedside table. The warm yellow light suddenly spread out, awakening the room soaked in the night.
Xu Qichen wanted to get up and pour water for himself, but found a glass of water on the bedside table.
The light seemed to have filled my heart, illuminating the half-dream and half-awake and groggy chest.
He reached out to pick up the glass of water, took a few sips, and the dry itch in his throat finally relieved a little. He gently put the cup down and retracted it back into the quilt bit by bit, afraid of waking up the people around him.
Xu Qichen lay on the pillow and looked at Su Lin quietly. He slept very heavily, and the warm yellow lights were like a soft filter, making his usual cold facial features much gentler.
In fact, he is a very gentle person. Although he always keeps others from a thousand miles away and is not good at expressing his feelings, he always leaves his softest side to himself in his heart.
Thinking of this, Xu Qichen suddenly realized that the setting of the character Su Lin seemed to be more like him.
It's like a snail, hiding in its hard shell, not seeing the light of day, pretending to be needed and seeing nothing.
But when I really meet my own sun, I am still willing to take the risk and carefully extend my soft tentacles.
Even if you touch it again and again, you will shrink back.
Having plenty of time to stare at the sleeping lover in the middle of the night is an extremely ordinary but extremely romantic thing in Xu Qichen's eyes.
He still remembers that before the last monthly exam in the first semester of high school, in order to hurry up and review, he stayed at school for lunch. He was reading a book alone in the classroom, and when he was tired, he lay down for a while. Later one day, after dinner in the cafeteria, he walked back to the classroom and was surprised to find that the person in the back seat had not returned home either.
As soon as he saw himself, he smiled, "Don't you go back to sleep at noon?"
Xu Qichen shook his head, "I'll read a book for a while."
After saying a few words, Xu Qichen sat down. The books he could read and the formulas he could memorize in the past few days, but now he seemed to be deliberately against himself, flying around on the paper, dazzling him and unable to read a word.
A heart was almost out of his chest and threw itself into the back seat.
The cicadas outside the window were long and noisy, which made him feel panicked.
In a daze, I heard the person behind me clasping the cap, closing the book, and lying on the table.
The world suddenly became very quiet. Xu Qichen didn't even want to read a page of books again, for fear of quarreling behind him. Even if he knew that the other party would sleep soundly after ten minutes of class.
It took me a long time to hear his gentle and subtle breathing. Xu Qichen suffered in his heart for a long time, but finally couldn't help it. He turned around quietly and looked at him sleeping in the uninhabited classroom.
The early summer sun shines through the glass windows, illuminating everything.
Xu Qichen then realized that even when he was asleep, his lips were slightly raised. Under his clean school uniform shirt, the slightly raised shoulder blades were slightly raised and undulating with his breathing.
Even in the past decade, the scenes at that time can still reproduce every vivid detail like movie replays.
Xu Qichen gradually withdrew his thoughts and looked at the person in front of him.
Su Lin lay flat, her chin slightly tilted towards him, and there were two obvious wounds on her neck, one on the side neck and the other on the Adam's apple, which had dark red blood scabs. Xu Qichen felt that his lower mouth was too heavy, and he couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and wanted to touch it gently.
His fingertips approached his Adam's apple little by little, and it was still a few millimeters away. Suddenly, he heard the sound from Su Lin's sleep. It was very light and blurry, but it scared Xu Qichen and quickly took his hand back, thinking that he had woken him up.
His eyes were still staring at Su Lin. Seeing that he had some reason, his brows frowned, as if he had a bad dream, Xu Qichen leaned over to him and gently kissed his eyebrows.
I heard Su Lin's vague voice again.
It must be a nightmare, should I wake him up? Xu Qichen hesitated, reached out and touched Su Lin's cheek, and called his name softly in his ear, "Su Lin, Su Lin..."
Su Lin's lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a clear sound. Xu Qichen felt strange and stared at his lips, trying to figure out what he was saying.
Lip language is a simple and complex language. It is a risky way to stare at the change of lip shape and interpret the thoughts in his heart.
If it weren't for repeated confirmation, Xu Qichen wouldn't believe it. The three words he repeatedly murmured were really as he thought.
This unexpected dream talk made him unable to calm down any longer.
At 4:30 in the morning after waking up until 7:00 in the morning, Xu Qichen, who was lying on his back, looked at the lit gap under the curtains, and did not close his eyes for a second.
Until he felt that the person around him seemed to have woken up and put on his back and hugged him, he was pretending that nothing had happened and closed his eyes.
During these quiet and silent hours, he was little by little looking for abnormal details that every world had before but was accidentally ignored by himself.
Lin Ran of the first world is a person who controls the rhythm in his relationship in the setting. He did not like Ji Mengze at first, but only after getting along with him can he understand his personality and gradually fall in love with him. He has always been the one who is proactive and confident.
But the Lin Ran who he really guided was very similar to the image he created in the original text, but when he looked back, he saw that the first time he saw him was unusual, and even kept helping and protecting him in his own way.
But Lin Ran was not confident. When he did not respond or even retreated, he also retreated. Now thinking about it, the broken lamp he said when he confessed, was not what Lin Ran would say in the novel.
It was just that I was originally confused by the authorities and didn't find it.
Mu Yao in the second world is the same. He is obviously a person who is sought after by everyone, but he always seems to have less confidence. When he knows that he hurts himself unconsciously, he will reflexibly try to avoid it.
Is that Bayes theorem really talking about Mu Yao?
Xu Qichen's mind was a little confused. When those clips were played back in his mind, they always brought too much emotion, making him unable to think calmly.
In the original text, Ye Han was afraid that the dog's setting was much more serious than that presented in that world, but in the later stage, he almost forgot the existence of this setting.
Just like the haemorrhagia in this world.
Song Yuanyan of the third world is clearly a young master who is not aware of feelings. He always thought that he was just friendship with Sun Lin, but now it seems that his approach is clearly full of all kinds of hints, whether it is chocolate, watching opera, or piano music, all of which are all indirect.
He hugged his arm and moved, stretched out his hand, and touched Xu Qichen's side neck.
Hearing the person behind him breathed a sigh of relief and buried his head on the back of Xu Qichen's neck.
Feeling the skin on his cheeks against him, Xu Qichen suddenly felt sad for some reason.
He once felt guilty for treating these roles as a substitute for someone, but now he realized that this was a game in the game, and he was not willing to regard everything he had experienced as a conspiracy, but his is indeed a person who was kept in the dark.
Lin Ran, Mu Yao, Song Yuanyan.
And Su Lin, who was holding her at this moment.
Behind them...
"Are you awake?"
Su Lin's voice interrupted his thoughts.
Xu Qichen was stunned for a moment, took a breath, pretending to be just awake, "Well..."
Su Lin gently kissed the back of his neck and hugged him tightly from behind, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Xu Qichen shook his head silently.
"Today is the weekend. I don't go to work, so I'll sleep for a while."
Xu Qichen nodded.
Su Lin thought of what happened yesterday, and when he came home and didn't see Xu Qichen, he was still feeling a little scared, "I'm going out next time, I must call me and let me know." He gently rubbed Xu Qichen's back neck, "I was very worried yesterday, and I thought you..."
"What's wrong with me?"
Su Lin shook her head, "It's nothing, you've just been converted, it's not very safe."
Xu Qichen spoke meaningfully, "I always feel that you seem to know what will happen to me. Could it be that you have the ability to predict the future?"
Su Lin didn't say anything, and Xu Qichen couldn't guess what he was thinking.
Both of them had something to say, but they didn't dare to expose it easily.
Xu Qichen was silent for a moment, slowly turned around under the quilt, faced Su Lin, and stared into his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
He didn't speak, but just looked at the person in front of him silently.
He has many questions to be verified, and many doubts have not been solved.
I want to see clearly whose soul is hidden behind these eyes.
Su Lin felt Xu Qichen's abnormality, but he didn't say anything, just gently touched his forehead, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Xu Qichen opened his mouth, but he stopped talking to his mouth.
"No, I just want to see you." His eyes fell down and he hugged the person in front of him.
The moment the eyes were in contact, a possibility flashed through his mind. If he spoke now and poked through this fragile bubble, would everything end?
His first reaction was that he was reluctant to let it go.
The first relationship in life was only a little bit of sparks that flickered and flickered, and was extinguished by himself, but the ashes left after burning were kept in his heart by him and he never dared to abandon them for ten years.
To be continued...