The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

On the bus returning from teaching in the mountainous area, Xie Xuan and Zhao Heng met unexpectedly. With the same ideal in mind, they resolutely embarked on this challenging teaching journey.

During the teaching period, when they were carrying out an important mission, they encountered bad weather and a sudden landslide. In a panic, they hid in a cave. In the cold cave, Zhao Heng used his body to convey warmth to Xie Xuan in order to prevent him from freezing. At the critical moment when the rocks rolled down, Zhao Heng pushed Xie Xuan to the side without hesitation, but he was seriously injured. Another time, Xie Xuan was knocked to the ground by a savage and burly man. Zhao Heng's blood surged instantly and he rushed up desperately. In the fierce conflict, in order to save Xie Xuan, Zhao Heng challenged his bottom line of justice and hit the man's head hard with a stone. At that moment, his heart was struggling on the edge of crime, and endless guilt surged into his heart like a tide.

Despite this, Zhao Heng's feelings towards Xie Xuan'an have quietly changed without him realizing it. He knows that Xie Xuan'an only has pure brotherly love for him, but he can't restrain his inner desires and can't help but fall in love with him.

The bus slowly stopped and the two got off together. Xie Xuan scratched his head and said shyly, "I'm afraid there's no food at home. Can you go buy some with me?" Zhao Heng nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, let's go!"

They walked into the vegetable market, which was more noisy and crowded today than in the past. The crowds were bustling, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining intertwined into a noisy melody. Because the crowds were too crowded, in order to prevent them from getting separated, Xie Xuan took the initiative to hold Zhao Heng's hand and walked towards the vegetable selling place.

Zhao Heng's heart instantly rose to his throat. He was nervous and excited. He was afraid that passers-by would look at him strangely and notice the unusual intimacy between them. But at the same time, being held tightly by Xie Xuan'an made him feel an indescribable excitement, as if the desire deep in his heart was slightly satisfied at this moment.

I finally arrived at the stall selling vegetables, and saw the owner was very busy.

Xie Xuanan asked: "How much do you sell vegetables for?"

The stall owner didn't even look up: "Three dollars and a half a pound."

"Can it be cheaper?" Xie Xuan'an asked tentatively.

"That's the price, buy it if you want or not!" the stall owner was very impatient.

Zhao Heng quickly replied, "Boss, look at these green leaves. They have some flaws. They are 2.5 yuan per pound. Let's buy some more."

The stall owner hesitated for a moment: "Three yuan, no less!"

"Two dollars and eighty cents. If it works, we'll take a few." Zhao Heng insisted.

The stall owner finally agreed: "Okay, take it!"

Next, they came to the meat stall.

Xie Xuanan asked: "Is this meat fresh? How much is one pound?"

"It's fresh, twenty-five," said the vendor.

Xie Xuan'an looked embarrassed.

Zhao Heng said, "Others are selling for 21 jin, yours is too expensive."

The vendor shook his head: "No, this is the price."

Zhao Heng pointed at the meat and said, "Your meat is a bit fat, 21 kilograms is enough."

After some debate, the deal was settled at twenty-one kilograms.

After buying groceries, the two of them walked home carrying large and small bags.

After returning home, Xie Xuanan took out the key and opened the door. A stale smell hit him. The house was simple and plain. There was a wooden sofa in the living room, covered with a slightly worn plaid cushion. Opposite was an old-fashioned TV, the screen was covered with a thin layer of dust. The bookshelf against the wall was filled with all kinds of books, some of which had yellowed spines and some of which had slightly curled corners.

Xie Xuanan walked into the kitchen and started cooking. Zhao Heng helped from the side, watching Xie Xuanan skillfully chopping vegetables and preparing side dishes, the oil in the pot sizzling and emitting bursts of fragrance.

Zhao Heng thought: "This scene is so warm, it would be great if it could always be like this. But what should I do with my feelings for him? He is so deeply involved, but he is afraid of being discovered and afraid of destroying their brotherhood."

Soon, delicious dishes were served on the table. The braised pork was bright red and fragrant, while the stir-fried vegetables were tender and mouth-watering.

Zhao Heng took a bite and couldn't help but praise: "Xie Xuan'an, your cooking skills are simply superb, comparable to those of a professional chef."

Xie Xuan'an smiled and responded: "As long as you like it, eat more."

The two sat opposite each other and enjoyed their dinner happily. Under the light, their smiles were particularly warm.

During the meal, it started to rain heavily outside the window, and the raindrops hit the window, making a crisp sound. Xie Xu'an had an idea and said tactfully: "Zhao Heng, you see it's raining so hard, why don't you stay at my place tonight?" There was some expectation in his eyes.

Zhao Heng pretended to be reserved and said, "Okay then." But he was already very happy in his heart.

After dinner, Xie Xuan'an said to Zhao Heng, "I'm going to bed. I'm going to take a shower first." Then he walked into the bathroom.

While taking off his clothes, Xie Xuan'an shouted, "Help me find shampoo in the suitcase." The voice came from the bathroom and was a little vague.

Zhao Heng watched Xie Xuan'an looking for new clothes, responded, and went to look through the suitcase. When he found the shampoo and took it away, he discovered that there was a box in the corner where the shampoo was pressed, and inside it was a complete fingernail. This instantly reminded him of the horrifying case of nail removal and dismemberment that happened in the mountain village not long ago. Although the murderer had been arrested, the scene in front of him still made his heart "thump", and fear instantly occupied his mind.

"How could this happen? Is Xie Xuan'an related to that case? No, no, he is not that kind of person. But this fingernail..." Zhao Heng's heartbeat quickened rapidly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

Zhao Heng's face turned paler, but he still didn't want to believe that Xie Xuan'an had anything to do with this. He tried to calm himself down, handed the shampoo to Xie Xuan'an, and decided to wait and see until Xie Xuan'an came out.

While Xie Xuan'an was taking a shower, Zhao Heng walked around the house and found two bedrooms, one of which was locked. Curious, he walked to the door and pushed it gently.

Xie Xuanan came out of the shower and walked to the suitcase while drying his hair to pack his clothes. When he saw the box of nail polish, he was also surprised. His eyes widened instantly, and his face showed surprise and panic.

"Oh, Zhao Heng, don't get me wrong. This is a sample left over from my last medical dissection experiment. I was so busy that I forgot to deal with it." Xie Xuan'an hurriedly explained, his tone urgent, his eyes full of sincerity, and even beads of sweat on his forehead.

Zhao Heng still had some doubts in his heart, but when he saw Xie Xuan'an's panicked and sincere look, he felt that he would not lie to him, and his doubts were completely dispelled.

"Then let's get rid of it quickly. It's scary." Zhao Heng said, his voice still trembling and his brows slightly furrowed.

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of it right away." Xie Xuan'an said, and quickly put away the box of samples.

"Go take a shower and have a good rest after that." Xie Xuan'an said with an apologetic smile on his face.

Zhao Heng walked into the bathroom, and the warm water poured over his body, gradually relaxing his tense nerves. He looked at himself in the mirror, his face slightly hot. Thinking back to what happened today, he felt mixed emotions. After taking a shower, he put on the clothes Xie Xuan'an had prepared for him, which were a little short and didn't fit him well. When Zhao Heng came out, he saw Xie Xuan'an had already made the bed.

When Xie Xuan'an saw Zhao Heng coming out, he said with a little guilt: "I'm sorry, Zhao Heng. There are two bedrooms, but the other one hasn't been cleaned for a long time. It's really inconvenient. You can sleep here with me tonight." He rubbed his hands nervously, his face full of apology.

Zhao Heng was delighted, looking at the fairly large bed, thinking about being able to sleep with Xie Xuan'an, his excitement was beyond words. However, when he actually lay on the bed and got in close contact with Xie Xuan'an, his heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

On the one hand, he enjoyed this rare moment of intimacy, feeling Xie Xuan'an's breath, and his heart was filled with joy; on the other hand, he deeply condemned this inappropriate feeling of his, fearing that Xie Xuan'an would hate him and stay away from him after noticing it.

Zhao Heng looked at Xie Xuan'an with his back to him and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but the next second Xie Xuan'an suddenly turned around and faced him.

"Zhao Heng, you haven't slept yet?" Xie Xuan'an suddenly spoke.

"Hmm..." Zhao Heng was so nervous that his voice became low.

Xie Xuan'an approached Zhao Heng, and Zhao Heng's body instantly stiffened, and his breathing became rapid. He tightly grasped the quilt with both hands, and his heart beat like a drum. Xie Xuan'an's body stopped when he was close to a certain distance.

"Zhao Heng, we are good brothers, right?" Xie Xuan'an's voice was particularly clear in the silent night.

"Yes..." Zhao Heng's voice was trembling and his eyes were evasive.

Xie Xuan'an thought to himself: "It seems like he is being reluctant. Is it possible that our relationship is not strong enough? Tsk, it seems like I need to work harder."

On this special night, Zhao Heng fell into deep thought. He knew that this feeling might never be spoken out, and he had to bury it deep in his heart to maintain the precious brotherhood between them. However, how could one control one's inner feelings easily? For Zhao Heng, the road ahead was destined to be a thorny and confusing one. The forbidden love hidden in his heart was like a shadow in the darkness, which could devour his reason at any time. And no one knew whether he could find a ray of light in this endless struggle, or whether he would sink into the abyss of this emotion forever.

As the night deepened, the only sounds in the room were the two people's steady breathing. It was late at night, and everything was silent, as if the whole world was guarding this peaceful and special night.