The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

"You...you're back." Song Jiu looked at the person and asked dryly, feeling like he was being caught for some reason.

"Is that boy just now your classmate? I saw you guys chatting so happily from a distance. What did you talk about?" Lu Lie stared at him with his dark pupils, his expression flat.

It seemed like it was just a casual question.

However, Song Jiu felt that there was a deeper meaning, and the hairs on his arms stood up. He couldn't help but look away: "I'm not a classmate, I just met a few times, and I didn't talk about anything."

Lu Lie hummed in a nonchalant manner, found a seat with fewer people, and put down the dinner plate in his hand.

The two sat facing each other and ate quietly with tableware in hand.

Song Jiu ate absentmindedly, his head confused by the word 'AIDS'.

AIDS AIDS...

Acquired immunodeficiency syndrome, a virus in which the body's immune system gradually collapses, eventually leads to death due to low immunity. The level of technological development in this dimension is not high, the medical level is underdeveloped, and there is currently no specific cure for AIDS.

In other words, once infected with the virus, the chance of recovery is almost zero.

Although AIDS is a contagious disease, the transmission routes are sexual, mother-to-child, and blood transmission, and the infection will not be caused by normal social distance.

Treating wounds like last night is a high-risk situation. If Song Jiu had a scratch on his hand at that time, it happened to be contaminated with Lu Lie's blood.

maybe...

Song Jiu's breathing was a lot messy.

It's not that he is afraid of being infected with AIDS. After all, he is not a native of this world. Even if he is infected, the system from a high civilization can cure it effortlessly.

He just felt unfair for Lu Lie and felt unfair for his tragic fate.

No matter how down-and-out the Lu family is, they can still be considered a wealthy aristocracy, with good food and clothing.

But Lu Lie is an exception.

His parents abused and beat him, his classmates ostracized him, and even God refused to let him go. A healthy body became a luxury.

AIDS.

That's incurable AIDS.

Why is this happening?

Even if you are admitted to the best university and have a well-paying job, money cannot buy health, and you may die suddenly one day.

The thought of Lu Lie lying lifeless on the bed made Song Jiu's heart sting inexplicably. He felt that his chest was blocked and it was difficult to breathe.

The food in front of him began to become blurry and distorted, as if something was about to flow out of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I...I need to go to the toilet." Song Jiu stood up quickly, looking very embarrassed as he walked away.

Lu Lie sat there, watching the people leave quietly, with no expression on his face, but the spoon in his hand was bent.

The toilet was bright and clean, and incense was lit. In the huge mirror, the young man's broken hair on his forehead was slightly wet, and water droplets dripped down his chin and onto the sink.

In the mirror, his eyes were a little red, as if he had cried.

After washing his face, Song Jiu calmed down and realized the irrationality of the matter.

The matter of Lu Lie suffering from AIDS remains to be investigated.

His classmates at school ostracized him, and what he said was untrustworthy. It was very likely that they would spread rumors and slander Lu Lie that he was suffering from AIDS, and then spread the rumors from ten to ten, and the three of them would become tigers, and the lies would turn into truth.

The students were not in the mood to find out the truth. The more they heard it, they subconsciously thought that Lu Lie had AIDS, so they stayed away, forming a vicious cycle.

But if he was not ill, why didn't Lu Lie stand up and stop the rumors and let others spread the rumors?

No, no.

With Lu Lie's indifferent temperament, he probably doesn't pay attention to these trivial matters, so naturally he won't take the initiative to clean up the dirty water.

After thinking about it, Song Jiu finally felt better. He was too immersed in thinking just now, and no one knew he was coming behind him.

When he turned around, he bumped into him.

The man groaned, put his big hands around Song Jiu's waist, and pulled him over. The distance between the two instantly became zero. He grabbed the man's chin with one hand and lifted it up.

"What are you thinking about and why are you so obsessed? Why are your eyes red and why are your bodies shaking? Are you regretting your decision to help me, or..."

"Are you still afraid of being infected with AIDS?"

His thumb rubbed back and forth on the young man's rosy and plump lips. Lu Lie stared straight at the ravaged lips, his eyes dark.

I have to admit that his deskmate has a beautiful skin, which is gorgeous but not feminine, and has an indistinguishable androgynous beauty. It is very attractive, but the eyes are as clean as a virgin.

It is the easiest thing to arouse people's desire to destroy.

I don’t know what a wonderful sight it would be for these eyes to completely break down and cry.

The darkness in Feng's eyes deepened.

Song Jiu's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, Lu Lie heard what he just said.

The position of being forced to raise your head is uncomfortable.

The coldness of the man's fingertips penetrated through the connecting skin, like a piece of ice sticking to his face, biting cold, with a bit of submissive oppression.

Song Jiu couldn't help but shiver.

"I have no regrets or fear. I just feel that God treats people unfairly."

The light yellow light above his head was shining brightly, outlining the man's clear jawline. Due to height and light problems, Song Jiu couldn't see the boy's expression clearly, only a pair of bright black eyes that made people scared.

"is it?"

"After hearing the news, everyone was afraid and wanted to hide away for fear of contracting HIV if they got close. Are you really not afraid?"

"I now give you a chance to choose again, leave or stay."

"Think clearly, once you are contaminated, you will be irreversible. Your achievements, your future, and even the position of the Song family's heir will be wiped out. Five minutes to think about it."

Lu Lie didn't believe that someone would not be afraid. Since he wanted to help him so much, he wanted to see how sincere he was.

He sneered inwardly.

Song Jiu raised his free right hand and put it on the cold wrist.

Hold gently.

Staring directly into those abyss-like phoenix eyes, he didn't hide or dodge, and every word was filled with determination.

"Don't think about it. I will choose to stay no matter what. I'm not afraid. Don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. If you really suffer from AIDS, we will go to the hospital for conservative treatment together. The Song family's connections are relatively wide."

The little warmth at the junction flows along the skin, blends into the blood and flows into the heart.

Lu Lie stared at those clean peach blossom eyes, and for the first time he felt that his heartbeat was so clear and clear.

Song Jiu felt the arms around his waist relax slightly. The boy put his arms around his waist and buried his head in his neck. His hot breath sprayed out, and he couldn't help but tilt his head.

No words were spoken.

Someone saw the two hugging each other tightly at the sink and glanced at them curiously.

It's quite eye-catching to see two men hugging each other so close.

"Okay, I believe you. But I don't have AIDS. It's a rumor they made. I just don't bother to argue. You don't have to treat me like a glass doll. I'm not as fragile as you think."

Lu Lie's voice was a little dull.

Song Jiuhui hugged the boy's waist and slowly comforted him. His anxious heart finally settled down.

It would be better if there was no AIDS.