I quietly watch you play

The snow fell all over the sky, covering the two people hugging each other tightly under the light, like a beautiful moving picture.

Zhou Wei's body was shivering, the embrace was too long and warm, as if he was being whipped by a small electrified whip, he was trembling uncontrollably, almost unable to stand still.

This is, does he like me?Does he feel sorry for me?He... why are his eyes so fierce!

"Seven, Brother Seven," Zhou Wei's voice was trembling, and he sucked his snot in an inelegant way, "I didn't bring the key."

The strength in Jiang Xiaoqi's hand didn't decrease at all, his breathing was almost dull pain, he pinched him and said bitterly: "Are you brain-dead or hand-dead?! Can't knock on the door or make a phone call?"

Zhou Wei's thin body was wrapped in two layers of winter clothes, shivering in his arms, it was really freezing.

"I thought you, you were asleep." Zhou Wei moved uncomfortably, blinked her frosty eyelashes innocently, slipped on her feet, and was caught by Jiang Xiaoqi's long arms. "You seldom rest recently, it's too late, I don't want to, I don't want to wake you up...Then, that group went back to help me get the key..."

Behind the bushes, the group who were named took a step back and flashed back into the car, turned off the lights and turned off the lights, minimizing the presence of their mimic creatures.

"Go up!" Jiang Xiaoqi tightened Zhou Wei's collar, wrapped him up and led him into the building.

When Zhou Wei entered the door, his boots seemed to have been shaken off.

Jiang Xiaoqi turned up the heating, turned on the fireplace, tore off his damp and cold coat, wrapped his whole body in a blanket and stuffed it into the sofa. "Is it still cold?"

"It's not very cold." Zhou Wei's teeth clenched, picked up the leftover tea that Jiang Xiaoqi took a sip from the coffee table, and tremblingly brought it to his mouth, it was so warm, his taste buds came alive, bitter——

"Don't drink that," Jiang Xiaoqi brought out a bowl of hot soup from the kitchen, with two chunks of ginger floating in it, "Drink it up!"

Zhou Wei sucked his nose and shed two lines of lasagna tears. He was destined to be unable to escape the poison of ginger soup tonight. "Will you have a drink?"

"Drink up." Jiang Xiaoqi refused to budge, "You can drink slowly."

"That's it," Zhou Wei frantically wanted to call Xiaoqi to help, but was stared at by the shit shovel officer, so he had to honestly hold the bowl and take a sip, spicy——

Jiang Xiaoqi took out a bottle of honey from under the tea table, dug out two spoonfuls and stirred it in the ginger soup: "Have you been drinking? Are you hungry?"

"Next to you..." Zhou Wei suddenly fell silent, feeling that there might be serious consequences for throwing away this old stalk now, so he changed his words and replied honestly: "I drank Laba porridge at home, and I am very full."

"Go to bed after drinking." Jiang Xiaoqi glanced at the clock thoughtfully, his expression no longer so cold.

It was three o'clock in the morning, although it was late, but he still knew to go home.

Zhou Wei finally dripped a bowl of honey ginger tea from his mouth, warmed up his whole body, his hands and feet were slightly swollen from the cold, and he got into the bed of the guest bedroom and curled up into a ball.

Xiao Qi had already slept in, and just before midnight, she looked sad, and now she also followed the bedroom and jumped onto the desk, wrapping her tail on the mouse pad.

Jiang Xiaoqi still sat at the table reviewing the pictures, dimmed the table lamp to the darkest: "Does it affect you?"

Zhou Wei shook his head against the pillow, he likes a little light in the sleeping environment.

"Go to sleep!" Jiang Xiaoqi poked Xiaoqi's ear, but he didn't know whether to say it to a person or a cat.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"There are still a few pictures to read."

"Oh," Zhou Weixin said, you are such a big living person with such a strong sense of existence, sitting there puffing out hormones, how can people fall asleep!

Zhou Wei lowered his eyes to look at him secretly, this angle happened to be Jiang Xiaoqi's profile, his straight nose bridge and flattened lip line were given a soft light, his eyebrows were raised so that his eye sockets were slightly deep, and his expression of concentrating on the screen was a kind of abstinence His charming, knuckle-stretched fingers tap occasionally on the keyboard.

Zhou Wei suffered from an occupational disease, and began to draw line drawings in his mind, concentrating on studying the light and dark transitions of light and shadow, just like the edges and corners of his jaw, neither too square nor too fat, the shape is the best he can outline with a steady stroke Curved, so the shadow of the lamp was thrown into the lapel of the plaid pajamas all the way along his beautiful Adam's apple.

It's a pity that the collar is buttoned too tightly, otherwise...

Eh?The sound of brakes sounded in Zhou Wei's mind, and it seemed unreasonable to diverge into someone's collar to explore the direction of the collarbone. He hadn't drawn a naked man yet.

Zhou Wei felt a small spark go up in the spine, his lower abdomen tightened, and he curled up subconsciously, even his ten toes curled up.

Jiang Xiaoqi glanced over casually, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Asleep?" Jiang Xiaoqi asked in a low voice, seeing that he was silent, he assumed he was asleep.

He got up, turned around and came back, lifted the corner of the quilt under Zhou Wei's feet, and stuffed something in.

Feeling the warmth in that direction, Zhou Wei poked a foot to touch it, and touched a hot water bottle wrapped in a towel.

He squinted his eyes, while secretly staring at Jiang Xiaoqi who was continuing to work seriously, while secretly rubbing his heels out to hug the hot water bottle, he grabbed it with both feet.

Oh~~~comfortable!

The corners of Jiang Xiaoqi's flat lips twitched, his chest restrained his trembling, and when he reached out to grab the mouse, he pressed a ball of fluff and rubbed it with his hands habitually.

Sleeping Xiaoqi was met by the shit-shoveling officer in his dream, jumped up on the spot with a whimper, jumped on the keyboard and scratched, and successfully forced the laptop to shut down.

The raised quilt was shaking silently, Zhou Wei was afraid that he would laugh out loud, so he slowly slid his head off the pillow and retracted into the quilt tube.

Jiang Xiaoqi sighed, convinced that his operation just now had been saved, raised his hand to turn off the desk lamp, sat in the dark for a while, admiring the haunted quilt with the green fluorescent bonsai.

Zhou Wei felt that before he got up to go out, he swayed towards the head of his bed, but he hardly stopped.

He hid in the quilt until he was stuffy, and poked his head out through a gap. The door of the guest bedroom was left open, and the warm red light from the fireplace slanted in, as well as the dim light from the night light in the bathroom.

So the room was dark, but not particularly dark.

Zhou Wei felt that something was not right, but for a moment his mind was muddled and he couldn't tell.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard a soft pop in the silence, like something cracked open.

Immediately, there was darkness all around, thick darkness.

Although there is no corridor lighting like that of Zhou's mansion outside the window, the faint snow light can barely help a little. This room is not small, and Zhou Wei will not cause the physical discomfort in Maiji that day.

But the thick darkness seemed to have a substantial weight, which made him uncomfortable, as if he was stuffed in a quilt, and he couldn't breathe well.

At this moment, Zhou Wei finally realized what was wrong, the succulent bonsai beside his bed was gone!He was still there just now, haunted!

"Brother Seven?" Zhou Wei hugged the quilt and sat up, calling out tentatively, revealing a nervousness that was too late to hide.

The sound of footsteps came towards his room immediately, Jiang Xiaoqi held the phone with his hand down, the screen was dimly lit: "The electric box may be malfunctioning, I'll take a look."

"Can't you call the property?"

Jiang Xiaoqi stood at the end of his bed, with a deep and gentle voice: "This community is not like your butler-style service. If you can't find maintenance workers in the middle of the night, you have to wait for others to go to work."

"Fireplace, I remember..." Zhou Wei clearly remembered that the electric fireplace in Jiang Xiaoqi's house had added a power-off lighting function, but it was dark at the moment.

"It should be, broken." Jiang Xiaoqi replied vaguely.He asked, "Are you afraid?"

Zhou Wei's lips moved, and he murmured, "Hurry up, it's almost dawn..."

Jiang Xiaoqi went around to the other side of the bed, took a spare pillow and quilt from the closet and spread it on the bed: "Sleep, I will accompany you."

He lay down next to the bed very frankly, covered his chest with the quilt, and turned off the phone screen.

Zhou Wei: "..." Accompany, accompany me, sleep?

Jiang Xiaoqi: "Lie down!"

Zhou Wei: "...Ah Choo!"

"Lie down," Jiang Xiaoqi repeated, twisting around to help him tuck the corner of the quilt.

Zhou Wei is like a cat whose hair has exploded and is afraid of being discovered. She wrapped herself tightly from head to toe, tightly clutching the corners of the quilt with both hands, and clutching the hot water bottle with her feet. It was originally a side effect of a power outage. He turned off the heating, but he abruptly covered himself with a thin layer of sweat.

Jiang Xiaoqi was lying on his back, sleeping like he was taking a still photo of a bedding advertisement, with one hand naturally placed by his side and the other resting on his lower abdomen, his breathing gradually became even.

Fall asleep now?Zhou Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully turned his back to him.

Obviously Jiang Xiaoqi didn't snort and grind his teeth when he was sleeping, he didn't smell anything, he didn't even move, why did he close his eyes and turn around, the other party's sense of presence was still so strong!

Zhou Wei is not the first time to share a bed with someone. When he was a child, it was Zhou Lei and Pei Qin. When he grew up, he went to nightclubs with Yu Lai and the others and sometimes slept directly on the sofa. There were many people who were awake and asleep. He was not afraid There are familiar people sleeping soundly on the side of the couch, but I am afraid that I will be more alone.

But tonight was so unnatural that he couldn't sleep at all!

Zhou Wei turned back again, facing Jiang Xiaoqi.

What exactly does my uncle want to do? He took the bonsai, right?Zhou Wei even wanted to go out to see if he had pulled off the switch on purpose, if he dared to go out in the dark.

He didn't know how much Jiang Xiaoqi had talked with Dr. Lin, was he doing desensitization treatment?It's not that Zhou Wei has never heard of this method.

He knew that his claustrophobia would cause trouble at certain times, but he never thought of it as a disease, nor did it need to be cured.

Helping him heal, thinking about it this way, Zhou Wei felt a little lost.

Pei Qin secretly liked him, although he only confirmed this fact belatedly when he avoided that kiss in a high fever not long ago, and he didn't show any abnormality after a lot of effort.

That's why Pei Qin is nervous every time he gets close to him, just like he is now; that's why Pei Qin has recently been running around with the group in a state of nervousness, as if deliberately avoiding him.

What about Jiang Xiaoqi?To be able to sleep so peacefully next to him, it was completely as if he was a humanoid bedside cabinet!

So, is it true to take care of him as a sick elder nephew?decline--

The more Zhou Wei thought about it, the more entangled he was, he rolled himself into a twist in the oil pan, he dared not get up and walk around, and he didn't want to wake up Jiang Xiaoqi too hard, although the latter slept more peacefully than a corpse.

It wasn't until it was almost dawn that Zhou Wei finally tossed himself until the battery was exhausted and automatically shut down, and fell asleep in a daze.

Fortunately, the next day was Saturday and I didn't have to get up early, and the deafening wake-up bell on my watch didn't ring.

A ray of sunlight that came through the gap in the curtains dazzled Zhou Wei's eyelids, and he turned over in a daze, feeling the cool air around him, except the hot water bottle under his feet was still warm.

So he hooked his toes, pawed and pawed his feet on the warm surface, found an angle with the largest contact area, and continued to sleep in satisfaction, without even thinking about why the hot water bottle can still keep the temperature and towels after half a night The question of why the surface is so tight and smooth.

"..." Jiang Xiaoqi, who was lying on the corpse next to him, glanced sideways at his left ankle, which was wearing human-shaped shackles. A pair of white and delicate legs were exposed in the middle of the two quilts, and the ankle was submerged in his body. side of the quilt.

Uncle Jiang, who had been reciting the Qingxin Sutra silently all night and pretending to be asleep, instantly felt that his body was undergoing a more intense morning change than before. He twitched his legs and did not break free, so he turned around in an awkward position and bowed his back. .

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Get up early in the morning and line up to wash the pants~