When the protagonist of an abused novel penetrates into a sweet essay

Hao Le opened his mouth slightly, his eyes widened, showing a completely stunned expression.

He never expected Zhong Quan to speak so directly.

The study was extremely quiet for a while, Hao Le quietly glanced at the study door behind Zhong Quan, wondering if it was necessary to call Zhan Nan in to deal with the embarrassing situation in front of him.

But if Zhan Nan finds out...will he be angry?

Hao Le's embarrassing expression gradually turned into a worried expression, and he shook his head secretly: No, maybe Zhong Quan didn't mean what he thought, how could he be so affectionate?

Hao Le's complexion suddenly turned cloudy again, and he opened his brows and showed a smile: "Um... is there anything more important you want to tell me?"

Zhong Quan secretly admired Hao Le's colorful expressions for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled up, his complexion looked much better than when he first entered the door.He didn't intend to scare Hao Le, so he clicked to the point, following Hao Le's words: "You haven't answered my question at school that day."

Hao Le blinked, remembering Zhong Quan's ambiguous sentence "Are you dreaming?"

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and said awkwardly, "I don't understand what you mean."

"I had a dream." Zhong Quan pulled the chair and sat down. He slowed down his voice, trying to calm Hao Le's emotions, and said slowly like two old acquaintances chatting, "About half a year ago, I started to frequently I had the same dream over and over again. At first I would forget the content of the dream when I woke up, but later I could remember more parts, and in these two days, I can roughly piece together the content of the dream.”

"Same dream?" Hao Le was a little surprised, but then he was a little confused. Is it necessary to tell himself this kind of thing?

"Most of the content of the dream is related to you." Zhong Quan said.

Hao Le: "..."

Hao Le moved his throat, thinking that Zhong Quan was probably teasing himself. The uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded, and he couldn't help but want to walk towards the door: "Well... let's go out and talk."

"Are you sure?" Zhong Quan said calmly, "In the dream, you were very close to me, and you even kissed me."

Hao Le suddenly exploded. He held the doorknob and shouted in a low voice: "Zhong Quan! This is just your dream! If you continue talking, you will be suspected of..."

Hao Le thought for a moment, then said blushingly, "Suspected of sexual harassment!"

Hao Le wanted to open the door, but Zhong Quan moved faster than him. The boy's dry and warm palm covered the back of Hao Le's hand, and his tall body almost covered Hao Le.

Zhong Quan lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Hao Le's ear: "I'm not making fun of you, please listen to my explanation, can you give me 2 minutes? Please."

The moment he approached, Hao Le smelled the faint hormonal breath on his body: a youthful feeling unique to teenagers, and the smell of detergent on the school uniform was light and pleasant, with the smell of sunshine and green grass.

Different from the expensive perfume on Zhan Nan, the smell belonging to Zhong Quan unexpectedly made Hao Le a little distracted.

Zhong Quan's attitude was very sincere, he only shook Hao Le's hand and immediately let go.

He took two steps back, distanced themselves from each other, and even raised his hands to show his harmlessness.

Hao Le hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to make things too embarrassing. If Zhan Nan found out about this, he didn't know how angry he would be with him.He didn't want to quarrel with Zhan Nan.

So Hao Le nodded: "2 minutes."

Zhong Quan sped up his speech a little, but his tone was still steady, without any sense of anxiety: "The content of those dreams will always change, for a while you are a migrant boy, for a while you are a young man from a rich family, for a while you are a student, and for a while you are a teacher But the only thing that remains the same is that I am always by your side, we have a good relationship and never quarrel, if this is just a pure dream, I will not bother you because of it, but these dreams are too real."

Zhong Quan looked at Hao Le without blinking, and said: "Recently, I often can't distinguish between dreams and reality. Every time I wake up, I feel that this is the dream, and the dream is the reality. You can understand me mean?"

Hao Le shook his head, leaned close to the door, not daring to look into Zhong Quan's eyes, and said, "Maybe, maybe you need to see a doctor."

"I know you are dreaming too." Zhong Quan said suddenly.

Hao Le was taken aback.

"I just have this feeling." Zhong Quan said firmly, "Can you tell me the truth? I don't want to go crazy alone."

Hao Le's heart tightened, he remembered the dream he had a few nights ago.He could still vaguely remember the painful feeling of suffocation, but he couldn't recall the content of the dream at all.

His hesitant expression further confirmed Zhong Quan's thoughts, and Zhong Quan couldn't help but take a step forward: "Are you really dreaming? Isn't that right? What kind of dream is it?"

"I...don't remember." Hao Le said anxiously.

"Doing it for the first time?" Zhong Quan said clearly.

Hao Le: "..." There seems to be something wrong with this statement.

"Then I'll wait for you." Zhong Quan nodded, and stopped pressing, "I'll wait for you to come to me, no matter when, I will wait for you."

Zhong Quan seemed to be relieved, with a look of anticipation: "I believe it won't be too long."

Hao Le felt that there was something wrong with Zhong Quan, but he didn't dare to say that in person.He hesitated and reminded: "Should I go see a doctor? I mean... a psychiatrist?"

Zhong Quan showed a happy expression: "Are you worried about me?"

"...just for the sake of my classmates."

"Thank you." Zhong Quan was not at all worried that he would become a "patient" in Hao Le's eyes. He opened the door and walked out. On the sofa in the living room, Zhan Nan was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. When he saw the two of them coming out, he immediately stood up .

"Lele." Zhan Nan quickly stepped between Zhong Quan and Hao Le, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Hao Le shook his head, and was held by Zhan Nan obediently, with a hint of sweetness in his heart.

When he looked up at Zhong Quan again, the tension and uneasiness dissipated. Zhong Quan glanced at the hands they held, took the schoolbag handed over by the housekeeper, and said, "Then I'll go first."

Hao Le nodded, and after sending him out, Zhan Nan hugged him from behind.

"What did you say? Huh?" Zhan Nan gently bit Hao Le's ear.

Hao Le's ears are very sensitive, goosebumps all over the ground, and his knees are a little weak.

He looked back with a red face, and the housekeeper was no longer in the living room, so he felt relieved.

"It's just about the school grades." Hao Le rarely lied, not daring to look into Zhan Nan's eyes, "He found something."

"He would be so kind?" Zhan Nan was displeased, "Is this kid interested in you? You can't meet him in private in the future, do you hear?"

Hao Le simply nodded and agreed, he would never disobey Zhan Nan's words.

Zhan Nan didn't care about the admission results, and didn't even ask what he found.He said displeasedly: "I remember that Zhong Quan transferred to another school half a year ago, right?"

"It seems to be..." Hao Le was not sure, his impression of Zhong Quan was only that accident.

Zhan Nan said: "When he transferred here half a year ago, there happened to be a school team basketball game. I don't know who invited him to join. During the training, the kid kept a straight face and didn't speak, but when he saw You are different."

Zhan Nan put his arms around Hao Le and sat on the sofa, pinching the boy's soft waist with his fingers: "When he saw you for the first time, he kept staring at you and always said where he saw you. I told him at the time that you belonged to me and told him not to make up his mind, but guess what he said?"

Hao Le didn't know there was such a thing, and was a little nervous for a while, for fear that Zhan Nan might misunderstand something.

"what did he say?"

"That kid said you don't belong to anyone." Zhan Nan laughed as if hearing some joke, "Do you think he's weird?"

Hao Le looked at the cold coffee on the table, a little distracted.

"Lele?" Zhan Nan frowned, "You don't really have any thoughts about him, do you?"

"No!" Hao Le quickly shook his head, "I already have you!"

Zhan Nan scrutinized Hao Le's expression carefully, and almost took a magnifying glass to look at it inch by inch. After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I know, the person you like is me."

He lowered his voice, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. His kiss fell on Hao Le's ear, and his tone was irresistible: "Say you like me."

Hao Le blushed and said softly, "I like you."

Only then did Zhan Nan become happy.