I want to play HE with a man every day [Quick time travel]

The blackout area covered the entire community, and even the elevator's separate power supply was cut off, so they could only take the safe passage.

Safe passage as tall as someone.

28 floors...

Lu Miao stood at the stairs, not wanting to go, his legs were weak.

"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't follow, Yan Jiarui looked back at him suspiciously.

"Uncle, forget about it." Lu Xiao said, going down to the 28th floor, and then climbing the 28th floor when you come back, it's better to die.

Yan Jiarui probably noticed it, and he sighed: "There is no fever-reducing medicine at home, and 28 is not high. Don't think about how many floors it is, it will be there soon."

pull.

He is not a child...

Lu Miao really didn't want to do it, he knew it was not good and would easily lose his impression, but his legs were not fake, he was wobbling every two steps, and he wished he could just turn around and sit on the ground.

No, it was lying on the ground.

"You really don't want to go?" Yan Jiarui asked.

Lu Miao couldn't speak, his eyes were burning and dry, and he felt a stinging pain. He raised his hand to rub it, not thinking that it would cause a small misunderstanding.

"If you don't want to go, don't go. Why are you crying?" Yan Jiarui came up to him, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh, "What a crybaby."

Lu Miao didn't want to cry without tears at first, but when he heard this, he was like the crybaby that Yan Jiarui said, burst into tears, and was speechless.

I have convinced myself.

Shame!

"It's not...the eyes were burned all at once." Lu Xiao explained with a hoarse voice while wiping, "It fell on its own, and I have nothing to do with the rain...Anyway, I didn't cry by myself anyway, you understand?"

"Well, I understand." Yan Jiarui smiled helplessly, took out a handkerchief and passed it behind him.

"Thank you." Lu Xiao said in a low voice, quickly wiped away the tears, held back the tears, and waited for a while.

"You can wait at home," Yan Jiarui said. "The door code is xxxxxx. I'll buy medicine for you. If you don't feel better at night and the electricity doesn't come on, you can go to the hospital obediently, okay?"

"No," Lu Xiao replied, "I'll go with you now."

He had a fever that would not heal within two days, and he had to get an injection.

Although he has only used this body for a day, judging from the common conditions that have occurred so far, it is probably the same.

Moreover, Yan Jiarui went alone, it would be troublesome to go back and forth.

"Are you sure?" Yan Jiarui asked.

Lu Xiao nodded and put the handkerchief in his pocket: "Sure."

"Then let's go," Yan Jiarui said after looking at him for a while, then pointed to his pocket, "Put the hat on."

"Don't wear it, it's hot." His head was about to burn.

Yan Jiarui didn't say anything else, turned around and walked into the passage, at first the little liar could follow behind him, but when he went down about ten floors, he looked back and there was no one in sight.

"Lu Miao?" He was stunned for a moment, and shouted as he walked back.

"In..." a breathless voice sounded.

Yan Jiarui found someone on the steps between the exits, the little liar was sitting on the steps panting, his whole face was flushed.

Yan Jiarui wasn't sure if it was a fever, he was tired from walking or something, it looked a bit like asthma, he knelt down, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Xiao shook his head, embarrassed to say that he couldn't walk anymore, and tried to stand up, but just halfway up, his eyes suddenly went dark, he fell back, and almost fell to the side.

Thanks to Yan Jiarui's quick reaction and helped him up.

He sat down again and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Yan Jiarui sighed and stood up: "Can't you walk anymore?"

After a while, Lu Xiao nodded slightly: "I'll just take a rest, or...you go first, uncle? Wait for me downstairs, I promise to come soon."

Little Liar's Guarantee?

The corners of Yan Jiarui's lips twitched, and he sighed again in a flash. After a long silence, he turned his back and squatted down: "Come on."

"Huh?" Lu Miao was a little taken aback.

"Back you," Yan Jiarui turned to look at him, seeing his dumbfounded look, "Oh, if you don't want to, just..."

"Boom."

Before he could finish speaking, his back was hit, and his body reflexively leaned forward.

"Thank you, uncle." Lu Xiao tightly hooked his neck.

Yan Jiarui raised his lips uncontrollably, when he was going to hook Lu Miao's legs and was about to get up, he suddenly remembered.

"You go down first and pat your trousers." He said.

"Okay," Lu Xiao obeyed obediently, quickly patted the back of his buttocks a few times before jumping on Yan Jiarui's back again, "Uncle, it's done."

Yan Jiarui let out a "hmm", gathered some strength, carried Lu Miao on his back and walked downstairs.

He was still in a daze as he walked.

I really didn't expect that one day I could carry this little liar up the stairs, and I could sleep on the same bed and under the same roof as the little liar.

But the purpose behind these things...

Forget it, you can treat what you want to treat before, so be it.

Lu Miao didn't know what Yan Jiarui was thinking there, he was very comfortable on Yan Jiarui's back, swaying, almost fell asleep, but heard a little boy's voice.

"Look, mom, that big brother still has to carry it on his back," the little boy pointed at him in amazement, "shame."

Hearing this, Lu Miao's already reddened face deepened a bit.

"No, brother is sick." Yan Jiarui's voice came out at this moment.

"So that's how it is," said the little boy. "Is it because of a fever? Once I had a fever and my father walked with me on his back. Are you that brother's father?"

"..." Yan Jiarui.

"Pfft." Lu Miao couldn't help laughing, and quickly held back.

"I'm sorry." The little boy's mother took her attention away from the phone, smiled at them apologetically, and walked up with the child in her arms.

Lu Miao couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed outright, laughing so much that it got nerve-wracking, he "hissed" uncomfortably, then continued to laugh, continued to "hiss"...

"Is it funny?" Yan Jiarui stepped forward blankly, "Huh? Son."

"..." Lu Xiaoxiao froze immediately.

Yes, isn't this more disadvantaged for him? !

Before, he complained about Yan Jiarui treating him as a child, but now that he is like this, isn't he really a 'child'? o(▼皮▼#)o

He also had a dad for nothing.

"Son? Son? Why don't you talk." Yan Jiarui said again.

"You..." Lu Miao shouted angrily, "Uncle!"

"No, I want to be your father more." Yan Jiarui smiled.

"You!" Lu Miao thought about it for a long time, and finally climbed up a little bit, leaning into Yan Jiarui's ear and whispering, "You can't be my father, if you become my father, then the two of us have been ** before"

"...?" Yan Jiarui.

Lu Miao laughed happily.

"Family rule number seven, please watch your words!" Yan Jiarui said in a deep voice.

"You provoked it first," Lu Xiao said innocently, "And uncle, shouldn't you be more concerned about why that little kid thinks you are my father? Hehe, you are only 28 years old this year. "

"Then shouldn't you be more concerned about why that little boy recognized you as a child his age?" Yan Jiarui asked calmly.

Children... Lu Xiao almost choked on his saliva, he retorted angrily, "Young is better than old."

"Oh, you think it's 'young'?" Yan Jiarui nodded, "Yes, very young."

Lu Xiao was speechless.

Seeing that Lu Miao didn't speak any more, Yan Jiarui made a small celebration for his little victory, he raised his lips and smiled.

But the corners of her lips were only raised halfway, and they froze.

Yeah, why does that kid think he's the little liar's dad?Is he already so old?Are there wrinkles around the eyes when you smile?

Or is it because of the haggard face at this age if you don't sleep well?

However, he is a liar and a nine-year-old...

That's not what it takes to be a dad either.

As soon as Yan Jiarui thought about it, he thought about several floors, and he didn't come back to his senses until a gust of cold wind blew through an open window. What was he thinking about these things? !

When they got to the sixth floor, Lu Miao didn't let Yan Jiarui carry him on his back, there were more and more people, and they would give them a look when they passed by.

I'm sorry.

He jumped off Yan Jiarui's back, and suddenly felt his warm chest emptied. He hesitated, and after arranging his clothes casually, he went to hold Yan Jiarui's hand who was carefully arranging the clothes.

Yan Jiarui didn't let him lead him, and stepped aside: "Huh?"

"My legs are still weak," Lu Xiao looked up at him, "I can't walk."

"... Then you can't hold hands." Yan Jiarui frowned, "What does it look like?"

"You are my little uncle, what's wrong with my uncle holding my nephew's hand?" Lu Miao said with a serious face, "And you said you want to be my father. It's more normal for a father to hold his son's hand. What do you think, Dad? ?”

Yan Jiarui looked at him incredulously.

"Father." Lu Xiao called again.

An aunt passed by and looked at them both, especially Yan Jiarui.

Yan Jiarui woke up suddenly, took Lu Miao's wrist and walked down quickly.

"Dad, slow down, slow down." Lu Miao staggered step by step.

Seeing this, Yan Jiarui slowed down and gave him a warning look: "Stop yelling!"

At this time, some passers-by passed by, and they were still young girls. The girls let out an "ah" in surprise.One of them reacted after they left: "Ah, isn't that father Yan Jiarui!!"

"Yan Jiarui?!" Her friends were shocked.

"It's him, it's him!" The girl walked back, "Hurry up, my God, I didn't expect to see Yan Jiarui here!"

"Yeah, my God, do you live in this building too?" said the little friend, "But my God, I didn't expect him to be a father!"

"Isn't he only 28? The handsome guy next to him doesn't seem to be 20," the girl said, "Could it be that Yan Jiarui's age is a lie, but he is actually 48, but he has taken good care of himself?"

As their voices faded away, a head protruded from behind a door at the corner, followed by another head.

"Father, are they gone?" Lu Xiao asked with a suppressed smile.

"Go...you still shouting?!" Yan Jiarui glared at him, took out an unopened black mask from his pocket, put it on, and buttoned the cap of the black sweater.

"Father..." Lu Miao ran quickly just now, but now he has no energy at all, he leaned on Yan Jiarui as if he had no bones.

"Shut up!" Yan Jiarui yelled, "Stop playing!"

"Then hold me," Lu Xiao said, grabbing his hand, "If you don't hold me, call me back, Dad..."

"...Cuan!" Yan Jiarui held his hand, dying helplessly, "Cuan Chia, is that okay? Don't bark, please, be obedient?"

"Okay," Lu Miao raised a smiling face, "Uncle, you are so kind."

Yan Jiarui was tired and ignored him, but took out the hat from his pocket and put it on his head.

"Why," Lu Xiao dodged, "I'm not a celebrity, so I'm wearing hot clothes."

"It's cold outside, and the condition will get worse later." Yan Jiarui said.

"Don't wear it," Lu Miao said after thinking for a while, "Unless you wear it for me, I will make it worse."

"...Lu Miao," Yan Jiarui looked at him with an invincible tired look, "I will arrange your work for you, and you can also live with me, but please, don't always do something that... Is everything okay?"

Lu Miao was a little stunned, he wanted to say something like 'I want to chase you again, or I still like you', but he felt frivolous.

And to be honest, the lining of his shell has been changed, and they have only been together for less than two days. He "likes" Yan Jiarui, but it is definitely not the kind of love of love.

It's just that in this strange place, I can't help but want to rely on... It's his fault.

He bowed his head in shame.

"From now on, we will have a normal uncle-nephew relationship, what do you think?" Yan Jiarui sighed.

"You want to ask me what I think, I don't think it's good..." Lu Xiao said in a low voice, "Didn't you say it last night, you... so what, you still like me..."

"..." Yan Jiarui.

"Actually..." Lu Miao shut up after thinking about it, and then said, "Uncle, anyway, I will pay attention to my propriety in the future, and I will talk about things later, is that okay?"

What else can he say (ー_ー)!!?

Yan Jiarui didn't say a word, after staring at him for a while, he put on his hat and smoothed his messy scarf.

Lu Xiao smiled slightly: "Uncle, you are so kind."

Yan Jiarui didn't speak, but with a helpless expression, he brought something else, took his hand and walked towards the stairs.

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Thank you so much, little angels~