BE Crazy Demon Survival System

Although it is said that being a Chinese teacher in this small church is forcibly arranged, Xu Qichen actually likes this place quite a bit. Maybe this profession gives him a sense of security to return to his comfort zone.I don't know why, but he seems to be born with the physique to attract children. The teacher here the children rely on the most is Xu Qichen.

Teaching them how to read and write every day makes life easy.The only thing he worries about is his own life experience. He knows that this time bomb will explode sooner or later, but he can't see the countdown. This is what makes him flustered the most.

"Haven't you been in touch with your young master recently?"

Xu Qichen, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head and looked at Lin Nianzhi who was standing aloft.

"He's been very busy lately, so he doesn't think he can take care of me."

Lin Nianzhi also squatted down, and patted the little girl who was leaning against Xu Qichen who was writing on the mud floor with a branch, "Yunniu, it's cold outside, you go to your room to write, Aunt Zhang brought you brown sugar biscuits."

The little girl happily slapped her butt and ran back to the small house.

Xu Qichen frowned, his eyes sharp, "Did something happen to Song Yuanyan?"

Lin Nianzhi hummed, "I've also heard people say that Song Yuanyan had a serious illness. He had a high fever for several days and was lying in the hospital for several days."

The hand that was holding the branch and silently writing poems on the ground paused, and then spoke again after a while, "Have you been discharged from the hospital now?"

"You are so terribly calm." Lin Nianzhi looked sideways with a puzzled expression on his face, "Isn't Song Yuanyan your lover?"

"So I know him better than any of you." Xu Qichen threw away the branch in his hand, patted the dust on his gown, turned and left.

Leaving Lin Nianzhi sitting where he was.

Strange, isn't this person always gentle and polite?

Why does it feel like he is angry.

Lin Nianzhi couldn't figure it out, and didn't bother to think about it anymore. After a foreign language class, he had to rush back to attend the reception. Before he left, he asked Xu Qichen, "Do you want to take a vacation?"

Xu Qichen was too busy showing the children the exercises without raising his head, "What are you doing on leave?"

Lin Nianzhi glared at him, "Visiting a doctor, why don't you go?"

Xu Qichen bent down, and carefully drew circles on the exercise, "These are all typos, and they will be changed later, remember." After explaining, he looked at Lin Nianzhi, "No."

"It's weird, I'm also half of the principal, and I begged the teacher to ask for leave." Miss Lin Nianzhi's temper came out again, "If you want to go or not, I don't like the person anyway, I worry about it do what."

Xu Qichen glanced at her, and said in a very calm tone, "The person you like might also go to that reception, go back and dress up."

When he said this, Lin Nianzhi's face turned red all of a sudden, and he began to speak awkwardly, "What, I, I don't have anyone I like."

Xu Qichen thought, your personality is called arrogant in modern society.

Lin Nianzhi, who was provoked by him, left without looking back. Xu Qichen continued to finish the class, only to find that he was the only teacher left in the whole school when he came out.

How are you doing today?

Just as he was wondering, the eldest sister who was in charge of cooking and watching the children in the kitchen also changed her clothes and came out, smiling at him and saying, "Mr. Sun, isn't he reuniting with his family today?"

"Reunion?" Xu Qichen looked puzzled, and the eldest sister laughed when she saw it, "Sir, you must be confused. Today is Laba. I have cooked a lot of Laba porridge in the kitchen. There is still plenty for each child. Mr. Sun also Eat something and go home."

Xu Qichen smiled, "Thank you. I'll eat later."

I am used to modern life, but when I came to the society of the Republic of China to live according to the lunar calendar, I was really not used to it for a while. I didn't expect that today is Laba Festival.It's a pity that Sun Lin, a character with a complicated background, is homeless to some extent during the holidays.

The long-lost 0901 suddenly came online, "Mr. Xu, hello."

Xu Qichen replied in his heart, "Long time no see."

0901: "I've been taking tests recently, so I don't have time to have an emotional exchange with you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Qichen: "Very good, I'm not really looking forward to this kind of communication."

The tone of 0901 who has been squeezed out is still the same, "Mr. Xu, I have been very puzzled by one question. Why don't most of the protagonists in your novels have a complete and warm family background? Some don't even mention family .”

It was really too cold outside, so Xu Qichen walked back to the church, closed the door, and opened a Bible on the table.

"Mr. Xu, are you refusing to answer my question?"

Only then did Xu Qichen speak, "Being curious about other people's privacy, this hobby, I thought it was a human monopoly."

0901 paused, "Okay, I'm sorry Mr. Xu."

Xu Qichen lowered his head and looked at the Bible. It didn't seem to have any effect, but the black box containing memories in his heart had long been overturned, and the dusty memories in it resurfaced.

He doesn't like festivals, especially the various traditional festivals that flaunt the warm words of family reunion.

Thoughts containing low emotions wandered among the dense writing in this dilapidated Bible, drifting farther and farther away, the colorful stained glass in front of me became an ordinary small window in a family, and time turned back to the one in the last semester of the second year of high school. winter vacation.

He is also like now, sitting alone by the window reading a book, the TV in the living room is playing the Spring Festival Gala that no one is watching, it is noisy, as if someone is really celebrating this reunion festival.

As the sky darkened, he wondered if he should cook some quick-frozen dumplings. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he remembered that his aunt would be leaving get off work later, so he decided to wait until she came back to eat.

Back in the empty room, the phone rang without warning. Seeing the beating name on it, Xu Qichen's heart felt numb for a moment.

It wasn't until the ringtone stopped abruptly that he realized that he had missed the call. Holding the phone in his hand, he was worried about whether to dial it back, but he was afraid that the other party just made a mistake when swiping the address book.

What did you say when you called?

-Happy New Year.

—You too, happy new year.

That's it, it's better not to say such kind of polite words that make people feel uncomfortable.Xu Qichen put the phone upside down on the table, his eyes returned to the pages of the book, the words were still those words, but he couldn't understand them.

The bell rang again, startling him.

Hesitatingly picked up the phone again, it was still the same name.

If it's two times, it shouldn't be a mistake.

Gritting his teeth, he connected the phone.

"Hey……"

It was very noisy on the other end of the phone, and there was the sound of car horns, which was completely different from the lifelessness here.

"Xu Qichen? Are you at home?"

His voice was so loud that it made Xu Qichen's ears itch, "I'm here."

"Then what..." The other party coughed a few times, "I'm downstairs at your house."

"What?" He was so surprised that he blurted out, "You, why are you..."

"I didn't lie to you. Is there anyone in your family? Can you come down?"

His voice was very clear, passing through the blurry and noisy background, blending in the current and passing it to his ears.Xu Qichen didn't know why, his heart was beating faster and faster, but it was extremely difficult to open his mouth.

"Can't you? Do you have guests at home?"

"No..." Adam's apple moved unnaturally, "There is no one in my house, wait a minute, I will go down with a coat on."

He hung up the phone in a hurry, ran to the living room in cotton slippers, took a long white down jacket hanging on the hanger in the entrance, put it on, and looked in the mirror before opening the door.

It looks like a cylindrical rice cake.

It was really too cold, Xu Qichen put the hat on the back of the down jacket on his head as he went downstairs, and zipped it to the top. For some reason, he was always hesitating.

It can't be a prank, can it?

Why didn't you ask him just now, why did you come here?

I made a mistake, if it was really a prank, I can only blame myself for being too stupid.

Thinking about it this way, I became less and less expectant. I didn’t expect to see a tall and thin figure wearing a red down jacket, standing among a bunch of children setting off fireworks. It looked like a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

With his back turned to him, Xu Qichen walked over and coughed lightly.

"You're down." He turned around, holding an insulated lunch box in his hand, "I brought you dumplings."

Xu Qichen was a little puzzled, and glanced at him.

The other party's hand tugged at the woolen cap on top of his head, "Didn't you eat your lunch for me last time? I want to pay you back... No, I can't say that... I just want to give you my lunch." It's not right..." The more he spoke, the more he couldn't understand, "I'm really bad at expressing, anyway, you can accept it, although I know your family should have it, but, but... Anyway, you should try it. "

Xu Qichen was holding the lunch box, his cold palms absorbed the heat bit by bit, feeling inexplicably happy.He looked at the person in front of him who was about to leave, and finally said the first sentence: "Has your family already had the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"That's right." He always seemed to feel that something was wrong with his woolen cap, so he simply tore it off and rubbed his hair, "I ate at five o'clock, and there were so many people, all the seven aunts and eight aunts came, many relatives I don’t even know each other, and I’m playing cards at home now, I have nowhere to stay.”

The ending of the last sentence carried some grievances.Xu Qichen lowered his head, and didn't know what to say, so he could only say thank you softly.

"It's okay, the taste is not guaranteed... You must finish eating!" He tightly held the woolen hat in his hand, "Then I..."

"I'm home."/"Would you like to come up and sit down?"

The two sentences sounded at the same time, the voices were vague, sticking together like rice cakes, but the other party quickly grasped the point, and the black pupils lit up, like a small match that was struck in the middle of the night.

"Is it really okay?" His expression restrained a little, looking at the children having fun, he rubbed his hands unnaturally, "I'm so cold."

"Yeah." Xu Qichen turned around, holding the lunch box, and walked up the steps step by step.My footsteps were like molasses, and each step became extremely difficult.

Want to turn back, but can't muster up the courage.

In this way, I slowly walked through the three floors that I usually walk every day.

Fumbling for the key in his pocket to open the door, Xu Qichen bent down to get him his own slippers, "You can wear my slippers, I only have two pairs of slippers at home, you can't fit my aunt's."

"how about you?"

Xu Qichen didn't say anything, he took a pair of thick and fluffy floor socks and put them on his feet, "This will do."

"Your home is pretty much what I imagined."

Xu Qichen took off his coat, and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees, "Really."

"Well, it's the same as yours, very quiet and comfortable." After speaking, he explained again, "I mean, it's very comfortable to get along with."

Xu Qichen still didn't speak, and silently poured him a cup of hot water.

Sitting on the sofa, the two of them watched the Spring Festival Gala, which was getting worse every year, and opened the small insulated lunch box.

Xu Qichen looked at the dumplings inside, each one was oddly shaped, and it was hard to find a beautiful one, which was rare enough.

"Who cooks in your family?"

"my mother?"

"Is it delicious to cook?"

"Of course." The other party smiled very proudly, showing two small canine teeth.

Xu Qichen lowered his head, looking at the unrecognizable dumplings.

Then this should not be made by your mother.

He didn't have a good appetite, but now he unexpectedly wanted to eat dumplings, so he took chopsticks and gave him a pair by the way.

The other party was sneaky, and he had to poke lightly before each pinch, like a watermelon seller who always had to pat him to find a good melon. Xu Qichen felt that he was weird, but he didn't say much. , I ate silently.

Although it doesn't look like much, the taste is still good.

The other party ate very quickly, one bite at a time, without chewing carefully, and in a blink of an eye there was only one left in the box. He pushed the box in front of Xu Qichen, motioning for him to eat this one.

Xu Qichen glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "I can't eat anymore..."

He struggled to swallow the dumpling in his mouth, his brows were wrinkled, "Don't, there's only one left... how bad it is."

Xu Qichen sighed, picked up the bulging white dumpling, and took a bite.

A bang.

it hurts.

He spit the dumplings into the box and poked them with his chopsticks.

This is... a hard candy?

Looking sideways at the feeder with a surprised face, the other party smiled more happily than just watching the sketch.

"Congratulations! You are so lucky to eat the only auspicious dumplings with sweet hearts in our family!" His deep eyes bent into crescent moons, "You will be very lucky in the coming year."

what……

With the weird taste of this lucky dumpling still remaining in his mouth, Xu Qichen stared at the hard candy that hadn't completely melted.

What brand of sugar is this.

It is too sweet.The tongue is so sweet.

Hearing the sound of a car outside, Xu Qichen stood up, held the Bible in his hand and pushed open the door.As he expected, a man got out of the black foreign car, wearing a dark green overcoat, and when he saw Xu Qichen, he laughed from afar.

How come there is a feeling of saying Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

It's not the same person.Xu Qichen took a step back and wanted to close the door.

"Hey!" Song Yuanyan ran over in a hurry, grabbed the door panel, and almost got his fingers stuck, "Why do you want to hide when you see me?"

Xu Qichen pinched his fingers vigorously as if angry.Song Yuanyan smiled flatteringly, squeezed in abruptly, "What's the matter, is it because I didn't come to see you?"

Xu Qichen still didn't speak, but when he saw him squeeze in, he walked out with the book in his arms.

Song Yuanyan followed closely behind him like this, never leaving a step, "How are you doing here? How can I see that you have lost weight? Have you eaten Laba porridge?"

Xu Qichen walked to his residence silently, opened the door, and was about to lock him out, but this cunning guy took advantage of the loophole and squeezed him in smoothly.

"Don't be angry, who owns the body if you are angry?"

Upon hearing these words, Xu Qichen turned around and looked at him coldly, staring at Song Yuanyan with hairs all over his body, he finally said, "Master came out of the hospital, and went home and changed his clothes?"

Song Yuanyan was taken aback for a moment, looked down at his complete shirt, tie and overcoat, touched the tip of his nose, and asked guiltily, "How do you know?"

Xu Qichen took a match from the table and lit the charcoal basin, "It smells like disinfectant water."

Only then did Song Yuanyan understand why Xu Qichen was angry. He cleared his hoarse voice and sat on Xu Qichen's bed, "I told them clearly, no one is allowed to speak out, I can't tell you..."

Xu Qichen stood up and grabbed Song Yuanyan by the collar, "Then you go out, you don't have to come. Even if you die outside, you don't have to ask someone to tell me, lest I go to worship."

Song Yuanyan was startled, grabbed Xu Qichen's arm, brought him into his arms, and hugged him tightly, "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just didn't want you to worry..."

Xu Qichen struggled for a while, then suddenly felt the excessive body temperature on his body, brushed off his drooping forehead hair, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against his in his arms.

Very hot.

angry.sad.Distressed.Resentment.All the emotions were violently rubbed together and stuffed into the chest, unable to go up or down, making the boredom even more irritating.

"What are you doing here after it's burned?" Xu Qichen wanted to get out of his arms, but he was bound even tighter. This time, Song Yuanyan's forehead took the initiative to lean forward, and his tall nose lightly rubbed against Xu Qichen to cool him down. The tip of his nose, like a pet that has lost love.

"I miss you so much, I thought, if I get sick, I can go back to you."

His voice became hoarse due to the high fever, like a piece of rough sandpaper, which made Xu Qichen's heart itchy and painful.

Song Yuanyan raised Xu Qichen's hand and placed it on his face, "Don't be angry, I won't be like this next time."

Xu Qichen breathed out, wanted to get angry but suppressed it, "Next time you make yourself sick, I won't see you again."

After holding back for a long time, the words he said had no deterrent effect.

He was clearly in poor health, but he intentionally got sick.

If you don't cherish yourself so much, you might as well just die, and you don't have to do the task.

As soon as such thoughts came out of the small dark room in his heart, Xu Qichen regretted it, especially when he looked at his face.

Maybe it's because I'm near the church, and I'm more in awe of this kind of inner monologue similar to prayer.

Forget it, take back that sentence, there is no need to die.

can't die.Let him be sick all the time, and he will never get better.

Changing a request, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that I can't get any benefits. If he is always sick, wouldn't he have to take care of him all the time?

Forget it, take that sentence back...

Don't make him sick.

What a troublesome prayer I am.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Yuanyan seemed to see Xu Qichen's distraction, and pinched the tip of his chin, "So absorbed."

Xu Qichen patted his hand away, "It's nothing. Tell me honestly, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yuanyan smiled, showing two small canine teeth, "It's just... I took a few extra cold baths or something..."

Xu Qichen grabbed Song Yuanyan's neck with his hands, exerting a little force, "Will it still be like this in the future?"

Song Yuanyan immediately shook his head, "Don't dare, sir."

The sudden address made Xu Qichen stunned.What, it's like a role-playing game.

Let go of your hand.No, isn't what I have been doing all this time role-playing?Why do you feel embarrassed.

Just as he was thinking, he was kissed suddenly, and the perpetrator was still smiling, "Mr. is distracted again."

Xu Qichen pushed him away, walked to the table and sat down, opened the Bible he hadn't finished reading just now, and asked softly, "Have you taken your medicine?"

"I came here after eating."

The desk was next to the bed, Song Yuanyan sat by the bed, moved to Xu Qichen's side, lay on the table and looked at Xu Qichen, "Mother is afraid that I will get sick again, so let me take you back this time."

"I'm not going back."

Song Yuanyan grabbed Xu Qichen's wrist, "That's not okay, you have to go back with me, I've put in so much effort, you...cough cough cough" He covered his mouth and coughed non-stop.

Xu Qichen reached out and patted his back, "You can calm down for a while, little ancestor."

Song Yuanyan held back his cough for a while, and held onto Xu Qichen's hand, "...you can't stay here anyway, you have to go back with me." He breathed a long sigh of relief, "From now on, you will only be my gentlemen."

Pulled into his arms without paying attention, Song Yuanyan lowered his head and kissed his lips. The moment the two layers of softness met, an indescribable comfort and throbbing broke through the shackles.

His hand grasped the back of Xu Qichen's head, and stroked the roots of his hair slightly vigorously, making Xu Qichen unable to leave.The long-lost kiss set a fire in the hearts of both of them, hot and hot.

Feeling the tip of his tongue against his own teeth, Xu Qichen broke free from his embrace with the last breath of reason, as if he had been infected by him, his face was hot, his mouth was dry, his whole body was weak, and all kinds of things were unspeakable. symptoms spread.

"I can't..." Xu Qichen's chest heaved slightly, "I can't be here."

Song Yuanyan showed a half-smile expression on his face, and put his arms around his waist, "Sir, why not?"

Xu Qichen propped himself up on the table, pretending to be serious, "You call me Mr., I always want to teach you etiquette and shame."

Song Yuanyan smiled, "Oh? Sir, tell me, what is etiquette, righteousness and shame?"

Xu Qichen stood up straight, but his voice lacked confidence, "A gentleman should restrain himself and return to the courtesy, and get rid of selfish desires."

Song Yuanyan nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't stop moving at all. He stood up and hugged him, lowered his head, and gently licked from under his ear to the side of his neck, "Go on, sir."

Xu Qichen pushed Song Yuanyan, "Hey! I'm not joking with you, it's not allowed here!"

Song Yuanyan was a rascal, "Why can't it be, who said it can't be done?"

Xu Qichen slipped his hand supporting the table, and happened to touch the worn-out Bible. He grabbed it and patted Song Yuanyan's chest, "God."

Song Yuanyan raised his eyebrows.

"Leviticus 20:13: If a man lies with a man, the two of them have done abominable things, they must be put to death, and the crime will be on them." Xu Qichen's chin was raised outwards, and the window was right there The pointed top of the church can be seen.

Song Yuanyan brought the Bible over and put it on the table, "I have a good memory." After speaking, he took off his overcoat and threw it on the table. With a sudden force, he turned Xu Qichen over on the bed and supported him with one hand. On the side of the face, the other hand pulled off the tie, bowed his head and smiled.

"Then...Mr. Guowen, who restrains himself and restores courtesy..."

There was a pathological hoarseness in the always low tone, and his scorching heat could almost be felt through the thin air.

"Do you want to come with me and commit a crime?"