He is the creator's fault

In the narrow and dark space, Yao curled up on the cold tile floor, his memory was blank, he didn't know who he was, where he was, and why he appeared here.

Just when Yao was at a loss, there was a violent knock on the door from outside the cubicle, mixed with abuse and ridicule. It seemed that many people came outside, and they kept clamoring for the people in the cubicle to get out.

"Brother Yan, this kid dares not return what he stole from you, he's so gutsy!"

"Hmph, I thought we wouldn't be able to find him if we hid in the toilet, and we'll break his hand when we get him out!"

"That's right, in case this kid doesn't have a long memory, let him know that those people in Chengyi Middle School can't be offended!"

Messy voices filled the narrow space. The toilet door of Chengyi Middle School was unexpectedly strong. It had not been knocked open after being kicked several times. The people outside were getting impatient, and someone with a bad intention took a bucket of sink The water poured in from above the compartment, and Yao was drenched, his hair and clothes were almost wet, and now it was the time when the temperature was low at night, Yao immediately shivered.

boom--

The toilet door was finally overwhelmed and kicked open, making a dull sound, which could be heard in the whole teaching building, but no one came to check.

Without barriers, a dozen or so boys immediately looked into the cubicle. Several of them had already started to roll up their sleeves. The light from the mobile phone flashlight illuminated the small space in the cubicle. When everyone saw the situation in the space clearly, they immediately froze. .

The thief they imagined did not appear in the cubicle, only a thin young man curled up in the corner. The young man was wearing a white long gown with a black hooded cloak outside, revealing everything from the workmanship to the embroidery. Exquisite and gorgeous.

The young man has waist-length black long hair, most of which is scattered behind his back. The loose bun is tied up with a silver hairpin, exuding a noble and noble temperament.

Sensing the gazes of everyone, the young man raised his head, revealing a delicate face with green smoke around his brows, autumn water in his eyes, a creamy jade face, peach blossom lips, a frosty texture, and autumn dew in his fragrance... as if ancient All the words and phrases in the poems that describe a handsome man can be reflected in him. This is a beautiful man who looks like a fairy.

hiss--

Someone made an inhalation sound, breaking the silence in the space.

"Here, is that star filming? Why did he come to our school?"

"Could it be cospy? Look at the clothes on his body are ancient costumes."

"We seem to have arrested the wrong person, Brother Yan, what should we do now?"

Even though these students were clamoring for amputating their arms and legs before, they couldn't do anything to such a beautiful woman, but they broke into her toilet suddenly, and the atmosphere is a bit embarrassing now.

All the boys looked at the person in the middle, which was Brother Yan they called, a male student wearing a hip-hop windbreaker, dyed blond hair, and tattoos, a delinquent boy who could be seen at a glance in the crowd.

Yan Yi didn't notice this. At this moment, he only had Yao in his eyes, and everyone else became the background board. He had never seen such a good-looking man, and his heart was beating non-stop, as if it was about to break average.

"Who... are you?" Yan Yi has never spoken to anyone in such a gentle tone in his life, and this is the first time.

Yao was about to speak, and he also wanted to know who these people were, but when he opened his mouth, it turned into a coughing sound, his body couldn't lift his strength, it seemed that something limited the energy in his body, and he was chilled by cold water at night , now it's cold.

At this moment, Yan Yi also noticed Yao's wet clothes, his complexion changed, he quickly took off his coat and put it on Yao's body, and asked softly, "Can you get up?"

Yao shook his head.

"Then...then I'll help you." Yan Yi nervously embraced Yao's shoulders, half-supporting and half-embracing Yao from the ground.

"The boys' dormitory is right next to it. There is hot water in the dormitory. I'll take you there to change your wet clothes?"

Yao nodded, anyway, he has nowhere to go now.Yan Yi immediately supported Yao to go out, and those younger brothers who were still breathing fragrantly before hurried out of the way. The situation changed too fast, and now they still can't react.

Chengyi High School is an aristocratic school, and the dormitories are for two people. Yan Yi occupied a dormitory by himself relying on his family relationship. When he opened the door, he found a small living room with simple layout. Behind it was a double bed with upper and lower floors, and next to it was the bathroom. And the small balcony, this configuration is more than a small single apartment, and only Chengyi High School where the rich second generation gathers has this condition.

Yan Yi found out a set of pajamas and a pair of underwear from the closet and handed them to Yao, and said with an unnatural expression: "It's too late now, you wear mine first, you haven't worn them all."

Yao has regained some strength now, he looked blankly at the pajamas in his hand, picked up the gray men's underwear, looked at Yan Yi, and asked, "What is this?"

Yan Yi's face turned red, and he said awkwardly: "...you...you don't know this? These are...underpants, worn next to the body."

"It turned out to be obscene pants. This is the first time I've seen such a shape."

"..."

Yao took a change of clothes and followed Yan Yi into the bathroom. There was even a bathtub in the bathroom. Yan Yi quickly put the hot water away, took out the bath products and put them beside him, and told Yao that those were shampoo and those were body wash. Yao was curious. Watching him busy, he felt that everything in front of him was very novel, and Yan Yi didn't back out until he was sure everything was safe.

The small sound of water came out through the bathroom door. Yan Yi sat on the sofa outside, looking at the bathroom from time to time. He was in a mess right now, and brought the person back in a daze. He didn't know anything about this person. Knowing, the strange and strong throbbing made him feel overwhelmed. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he didn't dislike this feeling.

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door opened, and Yao came out in his pajamas. His body was covered with steam, and his skin was reddened by the smoke. A good towel wiped Yao's hair, and asked casually while wiping: "My name is Yan Yi, what's your name?"

"Yao."

"Last name?"

"No surname, just one word"

"...What a strange name, why did you appear in the school? You are not a student here."

"Can not remember."

"what?"

"I don't remember anything except my name." Yao's expression was calm, and he calmly accepted the fact that he had lost his memory.

Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, and he was not disappointed when he realized that he was a little happy. If Yao loses his memory, it means that he can't go home. If he can't go home, can't he live with him all the time?This is simply a great opportunity!

"Don't worry, if you don't mind, I have a house outside the school, I can live in it for you, and I will help you find your memory."

"Thank you."

"No...you're welcome." Yan Yi smirked, and after wiping Yao's hair half dry, he took out the hair dryer and dried it for him strand by strand.

The satin-like black hair slipped from between the fingers, and the touch was so good that he couldn't put it down. It was the first time Yan Yi did such a thing, but he felt very satisfied.

"Boom boom boom..."

The knock on the door rang at this moment, Yan Yi frowned, how could someone come to him at such a late hour, he put down the hair dryer and walked over to open the door, there was a boy standing outside the door with a greasy face, his face There was a flattering smile on his face, but he kept glancing into the bedroom from the corner of his eye.

"Brother Yan, I went to buy a midnight snack, would you like some?"

"No—" Yan Yi was about to refuse, but then nodded after thinking that Yao might be hungry, "Bring it."

The boy hurriedly handed the barbecue, stewed vegetables and fried rice with eggs to Yan Yi's hands, and was about to go into the dormitory with Yan Yi to have a look at the beauties, but Yan Yi slammed the door shut, almost bumping his nose.

"..."

After closing the door, Yan Yi immediately restrained the impatient expression on his face, put on a smile that he thought was gentle and walked towards Yao, who leaned on the sofa, resting his head on his hands, with drooping eyelids, hair draped over his shoulders, warm It seemed to be glowing under the light, Yan Yi shook his head, always felt that such a scene seemed familiar, or maybe this person knew each other.

"Are you hungry? There's something to eat here."

Yan Yi laid out the food in his hands on the coffee table. The stewed vegetables and fried rice with eggs were nothing but the layers of chili noodles on the barbecue. Yan Yi didn't plan to serve it to Yao.

"You have a taste." Yan Yi picked up a piece of stewed lotus root and fed it to Yao's mouth. Facing Shang Yao's strange eyes, he suddenly reacted, smiled and withdrew his hand, "You...you do it yourself."

Yao took a piece of lotus root with the chopsticks and took a bite, meeting Yan Yi's expectant eyes, nodded: "It tastes good."

"Then you eat more... No, it's quite late now. Eating too much is bad for your stomach. You can deal with it. I'll take you to eat delicious food tomorrow weekend."

"it is good"

Yao was eating quietly, Yan Yi took a cup of warm water and put it next to Yao, then stared at him in a daze, he never thought that love at first sight would happen to him, but now he accepted it so calmly, even No symbolic struggles.

Love is something that really doesn't make sense.

After eating, Yan Yi took a new toothbrush, scalded it with boiling water and squeezed toothpaste on it. He specially squeezed the toothpaste into the same shape as the advertisement, and then handed it to Yao. After thinking for a moment, Yao put the toothpaste in I licked it in my mouth, it tasted like mint, a bit sweet, but not delicious.

Yan Yi, who was collecting water for Yao, saw this scene, quickly pressed Yao's hand, and said helplessly and funnyly: "This is not for eating, brush your teeth, like this."

Yan Yi showed Yao one side, and Yao understood that the effect of this thing is similar to that of salt.

While Yao was brushing his teeth, Yan Yi was making the bed. The dormitory was originally a double bed, with upper and lower structures, which were quite wide. He lived alone and slept on the bottom, with only mattresses and sheets on the top bed.While making the bed, Yan Yi said nonchalantly: "There are no extra quilts in the bedroom. I will sleep on my bed tonight. This bed is quite wide."

"it is good"

Yan Yi was ecstatic in his heart, two people sleeping on the same bed was equivalent to an official announcement.As for the nonsense that there are no extra quilts, it can only deceive the simple Yao.

Yan Yi told Yao to rest first, he was going to take a bath, and after taking a bath, he saw the long gown that Yao had replaced, Yan Yi was not short of money, it would be fine to throw away these clothes, but they were left by Yao...

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Yi put the clothes into the sink, and started to wash the clothes secretly in the sink. When he got a pair of white brocade trousers, Yan Yi found that they were worn by Yao, and his face turned red immediately I felt ashamed and felt a weird sense of satisfaction.Through the mirror on the sink, he saw the blue tattoo on his arm, and suddenly remembered that he was the second generation ancestor in the school.

After washing all Yao's gowns and hooded cloaks, Yan Yi took them to the dryer outside to dry, then hung them in the closet, and then walked to the bed, where Yao Pan sat on the bed, staring at him with a serious expression. The laptop screen that Yan Yi showed him, those who didn’t know it thought he was holding an international conference, but it was actually playing the scene of “Laughing Bugs” eating lemons.

Yan Yi's face was covered with blood, and he stretched out his hand to hook Yao's strand of hair without showing any traces, and played with his fingertips.

"Do you like watching cartoons?"

"Cartoon? What's that?"

"That's what you're looking at."

"It turns out that the moving ones are called cartoons. How did they fit into such a small box?"

"You mean the notebooks? They don't go in, they're visualizations—"

Yan Yi paused suddenly, he finally realized that something was wrong, Yao's speech and behavior were not only amnesia, but more like a person from another era, related to the long gown that Yao was wearing, he suddenly had some kind of guess.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

Yao got into bed and put on the quilt, Yan Yi turned off the light and lay down next to Yao, thinking that the person he liked was lying next to him, his calm heartbeat began to be a monster again, he quickly glanced at Yao, Yao was in a good sleeping position , A distance of one foot away from him, he quietly moved towards Yao's side until his fingers touched Yao's sleeve.

Holding that small piece of sleeve, Yan Yi closed his eyes contentedly.

"Good night." My sweetheart...