There was silence in the room, as if a pin could be heard clearly on the ground.

Qingliu's eyes were faint, and he couldn't see any extra emotions.

Quietly staring at the boy in front of him.

The water in his hair was still running down.

It glides down the cheeks and leaves a trail of crystal.

The misanthropy reached out to wipe the water off his cheeks.

Looking at Qing Liu's unmoving expression, his eyes flashed slightly.

Staring at the fingers in front of him, Qingliu kept moving, his hand staying in mid-air.

The misanthropy coughed slightly, stretched out his paws in embarrassment, and wiped the saliva on his hands.

"What are you doing?"

A word that seemed to have no waves shook the world-weary heart.

He lifted his eyes to meet the clear, clean eyes.

The misanthropy heard his own voice that was a little lacking in confidence, "What? ”

Qingliu's gaze fell on the finger he was holding himself.

The misanthropy bounced off like an electric shock, and hurriedly let go of his hand.

stumbled and said: "What, I'll wipe it clean, don't you have a cleanliness fetish, and then I'll wipe ......"

I'm rubbing.

I don't even understand what I'm saying.

Qingliu moved his somewhat stiff fingers slightly.

His eyes looked at him with some complicated and deep meaning.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why did you bite me?" ”

Is it because you are the same as me.

I can't help it, or maybe ...... It's hard to help yourself.

Misanthropic avoided his gaze, coughed lightly, and said uncomfortably, "Who told you to gag me." ”

The air was scorching hot.

Qingliu felt that the temperature on his face was still hot, and even his burning brain was a little sluggish.

But I heard such a childish explanation as misanthropy.

He sighed slightly, always thinking too much to himself.

With his temper, it is impossible to plug him with his own mouth, and then ask without changing his face, "What about this?" ”

He didn't say anything more, and turned silently and closed his eyes.

The world's weary is about to be stupidly cried by himself, and what he does is something brainless.

Sure enough, it has been poisoned, can Qingliu's fingers be bitten?

After drinking the antipyretics, Qingliu's already sleepy head wanted to sleep even more.

He was a little depressed and buried his face in the pillow.

In the hazy sleep, it seemed that a gentle feather swept across his face, like a fluttering butterfly wing.

Swept on the texture lines, bringing up indescribable numbness.

Qingliu fell asleep deeply, and the antipyretic medicine had a great effect, and soon he began to sweat.

He frowned in his sleep, feeling too hot, and tore at the collar of his shirt.

In the end, he was pressed and couldn't move.

He leaned over his ear and whispered, "Don't move. ”

It's like being in a sauna.

When he woke up, he opened his eyes in a daze, and felt as if he had been washed with water, and touched his forehead, but the fever had subsided, and his head didn't hurt so much.

Qingliu got up and went to take a shower.

Suddenly, he found that there was a person lying next to him, and one hand was tightly grasped by him.

Qingliu's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

stared at the misanthropic who fell asleep for a long time, and when he fell asleep, he faded off his thorns, but he was different kind of well-behaved.

He gently withdrew his hand.

Just this one action has already woken up the teenager.

He opened his eyes a little confused, looking at Qingliu in a clear and confused way.

The shredded hair on his forehead was wet, and his white neck was also moist, glowing slightly in the light.

The misanthropic voice asked, "Are you awake?" Is it better? ”

Qingliu opened his eyes and rolled over and got out of bed.

"Much better."

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he was done, he realized that he had not taken a change of clothes.

The shirt was already wet and could no longer be worn.

Qingliu was struggling with whether he should go directly to get the clothes or let the misanthropy send them over.

It's okay to go out directly, it's all boys anyway

Finally, he rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

He turned off the water and was about to raise his voice to ask for clothes.

As a result, the doorbell rang suddenly.

He shut up for a moment.

It's a world-weary teammate who asks him if he wants to go to a barbecue together.

The misanthropy said no, and then the teammates not only did not leave, but chatted inexplicably.

Qingliu frowned slightly, he definitely couldn't go out at this time.

The lonely man and the widow are in the same room, and he is still taking a bath, and he has not gone out without clothes after taking a bath.

Forget it, he wants face.

Qingliu waited quietly, not intentionally to eavesdrop, but their voices were too loud.

Teammate: "Misanthropy, didn't you wear my brain last time, I think you like it a lot." I bought the same top and gave it to you. ”

Qingliu was slightly stunned, and the water droplets on his hair fell to his feet, making a small splash.

He heard the young man's lazy voice, "I don't like it, it's just a casual one." ”

Qingliu lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked into a smile.

Suddenly, I felt that his unreasonable appearance was not so annoying.

The teammate was a little confused, "Ah, that...... I misunderstood. ”

The misanthropy stretched out his hand, "But thank you, the hat is very beautiful, I took it." ”

The smile on the corner of Qingliu's lips froze, and his eyes slowly looked out of the door.

pursed his cold lips and raised his voice, "Misanthropy, bring me a piece of clothing and bring it in." ”

The two men outside the door froze violently.

Teammates: "......"

What the hell is this...... Not the sound of a clear stream?

Wow, what the hell did I find out about the earth-shattering secrets,

The misanthropy was faintly unresponsive, and said to his teammates that you wait a minute, I'll send a dress.

The teammate hurriedly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine, you get busy first." ”

The world-weary looked at him a little strangely, thinking what was there to be busy with if I gave me a dress.

He pulled out a set of pyjamas from his suitcase.

Knocked on the bathroom door, "Open the door." ”

There was a faint sound from inside.

"Come in."

Misanthropy: "......" I damn it.

There was a shallow sound of water in the bathroom, falling on the skin and dripping onto the marble floor.

Make a ticking sound.

There was a click of the door lock.

"Just put it on the sink, thank you."

Qingliu stood under the shower, the shallow water washing over his shoulders, his skin carrying water, and a faint glow in the light.

The misanthropy of the world opened his eyes before he looked over, and gently put the clothes in his hands on the sink.

The misanthropy didn't leave, turned on the faucet of the sink, and splashed a handful of water on his face.

After washing his face, he asked.

"Do you want to eat anything, I just went out and ordered it directly."

Qingliu turned off the water and walked slowly through the water.

"It's okay, you can watch it."

The misanthropic stiffened and did not dare to move.

A slender hand reached out in front of him, picking up the clothes from the sink.

The arm rubbed lightly against his arm.

The misanthropy turned around quickly, and suddenly left the bathroom in a panic.

Qingliu looked at the door that slammed shut.

I put down my clothes and took a towel to wipe the water stains on my body.