Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

"Chen Wan, please speak. Can you please speak?"

"You promise me that you won't surrender or leave. You stay with me, okay?"

"You can't leave me, what should I do, what should I do..."

Chen Wan remained silent, his chin resting gently on the boy's neck.

The overwhelming emotions pressed him hard under the Wuzhi Mountain, and he would never be able to stand up.

He waited for the person in his arms to stabilize.

Chen Wan looked out the window and saw a faint yellow light coming in, wiping away the cold wet marks on Qi Sui's face.

"Didn't you agree to make New Year's Eve dinner? Just wait for me, okay?"

Qi Sui sobbed and said nothing, grabbing his sleeves to prevent him from leaving.

"obedient."

Chen Wan pulled his hand away and walked straight to the kitchen.

Qi Sui looked at his thin figure and the wrinkles on his shoulders, and kept sobbing sadly, crying at the top of his lungs in the living room.

"Chen Wan, you bastard! You don't mean what you say!"

"You don't mean what you say. Why should I believe you in the first place? It was obviously you who said it..."

But no matter how much trouble he made, the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen was clanging.

Chen Wan never said a word from beginning to end.

Later, Qi Sui was also tired of crying, leaning on the sofa in the living room and feeling sad secretly.

[It’s over, Niu Bo...he is immune to my tears. what do I do? He won't really repeat the original plot and surrender, right? 】

681 put his hands on his hands and thought: [He told you a lot, but he didn’t say he was going to surrender. 】

【……】Yeah?

But that dead look clearly means he wants to do something big!

How should he communicate with such an emotionally defective person?

Chen Wan is stubborn. If he can't figure it out, no one can make him change his mind.

The reason why he wanted to surrender was simply because he was afraid of being implicated, but he never asked him about his wishes or whether he was afraid of being implicated.

He wasn't afraid, he never said he was afraid.

After Chen Wan finished cooking the New Year's Eve dinner, it was already approaching dusk and sunset. The warm yellow sunlight fell on the window sill, and his pupils were filled with tiny floating dust.

There was an alluring aroma coming from the house, lingering in the nostrils.

Qi Sui looked at Chen Wan busying around, his expression still so casual, as if nothing could sway his choice.

When Chen Wan took the food out, Qi Sui went to the kitchen to fill up two bowls of rice, took two pairs of chopsticks and returned to his seat.

The two sat face to face, Qi Sui lowered his head and said nothing.

Holding the chopsticks, he picked up the vegetables on the table and poked them into the rice.

Chen Wan looked at him, picked up a chopstick of deboned fish and put it into the boy's bowl, "You said you wanted to eat this last time, eat some."

Qi Sui was slightly startled.

The knuckles tightened, and the grievances filled his chest were blocked again.

"So? Who will cook for me when you leave? I can't cook, and my cooking tastes terrible. Who will cook for me when you leave?"

Chen Wan lowered his eyes and moved his lips, but couldn't open them.

"Then you starve me to death. Chen Wan, you starve me to death."

Qi Sui picked up the bowl and chopsticks and plucked the rice, putting it into his mouth one bite at a time. He stuffed it into his mouth as hard as he could no longer eat.

When I got to the back, my throat was choked, I coughed terribly, and I held back painful tears from the corners of my eyes.

Chen Wan got up quickly, poured him a glass of water, watched him drink it, and patted the boy's back gently.

Afterwards, Qi Sui chewed his food slowly. If Chen Wan gave him some vegetables, he would eat them. If Chen Wan didn't pick them up, he would just eat white rice.

As if resisting silently in this way.

They had agreed to have a New Year's Eve dinner, but the two of them were unprecedentedly quiet.

Until the sky was completely shrouded in darkness, clusters of beautiful fireworks rose outside.

A loud bang started the prelude, and more and more fireworks shot up into the air, and the whole room was immersed in dazzling light.

Suddenly there were many children downstairs, chasing after each other, their voices running in every gentle wind.

Qi Sui suddenly asked: "Does your shoulder hurt? I'll give you some medicine."

Chen Wan: "It doesn't hurt."

I didn't hear the prayer clearly, I could only see his lips moving up and down, and the sound of the words disappeared in this grand fireworks.

After finishing the meal, Chen Wan packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Qi Sui didn't turn on the TV in the living room as usual and went directly into the bedroom.

Turn off the bedroom light that was originally on.

The original owner was afraid of the dark and suffered from both physical and psychological discomfort. For such a long time, the lights at home were basically always on at night.

Chen Wan finished washing the dishes and just stepped through the door. He paused and was obviously stunned.

"Is the light broken?"

He was about to reach out and touch the wall.

Qi Sui suddenly said, "Chen Wan, you haven't answered my question yet. Do you want to surrender?"

The noise inside the house was less obvious, but it was still mixed with the roar of firecrackers outside.

Chen Wan froze and retracted his hand that touched the switch.

He stood at the door, unable to give the answer the other party wanted, "Suisui, tonight is New Year's Eve..."

"What about after New Year's Eve? If you leave, where should I go? Where can I go? I have no one, have you considered me?"

Qi Sui has asked this question many times.

Chen Wan stepped forward, hugged the boy sitting beside the bed, placed a light kiss on his lips, and comforted him: "I never said I was going to surrender, this year is not over yet..."

He noticed the slight trembling in the body of the person in his arms.

Chen Wan reached around behind him and turned on the light on the wall with a click.

next second.

There was a sudden tightening on my wrist.

A finger-thick hemp rope was tied around his wrist.

Chen Wan:...?

With a fierce expression, Qi Sui tied the other end of the rope around his wrist and tied it in a very complicated knot.

More violence than grievance.

"Chen Wan, I don't believe what you say, so you are not allowed to leave."

Chen Wan glanced lightly, grabbed the glass of milk he had just brought in from the table, and handed it to his lips, "Drink it, drink it and go to bed."

"I won't drink. I'm afraid you'll drug me!"

Qi Sui now has 100% distrust in him. The slightest disturbance can make him sit up from his dying illness and keep him extremely vigilant.

Chen Wan paused and simply raised his head and took a sip.

He grabbed Qisui's chin, lifted it up, and fed him mouth to mouth.

"Uh……"

Qi Sui was forced to open his mouth and hit him in a panic. The moisture on his lips immediately stretched into a white line.

Along the chin, along the beautiful neckline, it soaks into the neckline of the chest.

Chen Wan immediately kissed his jaw, his neck, all the way down, sucking all the water stains into his lips and tongue.

Thin moans were hidden in the tuts.

Finally, she kissed the side of his ear with a deep voice, "No medicine."

Qi Sui's whole body felt hot and soft from the kiss, her hands trembled slightly on his shoulders, her eyes were red, "Chen Wan, you bastard."

Chen Wan raised the rope in his hand, "You dare to tie me up, bastard?"

Qi Sui's shoulders sank and he was instantly pushed to the bed.

The buttons on the chest were suddenly opened.

Chen Wan's breathing was rapid, and he kissed her fiercely and fiercely.

"You're afraid of the dark and you turn off the lights? Who taught you this? Do you want to punish me? Qisui, speak up."