The Fairy in Fast Time

Outside the window of dormitory 123 is a patch of moon and stars, and the light of street lamps spreads along the road, elongating the shadow of the elm trees.

And on this day, Wen Han finally experienced the feeling of being touched by a living BJD doll.

"Master, yes, the temperature..."

Geng's voice was the clear voice of a young man, he murmured in a low voice, his white fingertips gently slid across Wen Han's cheeks, his amber pupils were full of the figure of the person in front of him.

This delicate-faced BJD boy smiled contentedly.

Wen Han slowly raised his head, the joke in his heart came as he said it.

[System: You are no one anymore. 】

Wen Han: Have you ever heard a sentence :)

[System: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, so please start your performance :)]

Then, Wen Han, who was sitting on the chair, moved back a few steps with the chair with lightning speed, and then quickly took a bottle of mineral water from Shao Ziyan's table on the opposite bed.

After unscrewing it, Wen Han took several sips.

Wen Han: It made me thirsty to death.

【system:……】

Wen Han took a deep breath, looked at Geng who was sitting on the table, and asked in a very soft voice: "You...how did you live?"

Geng blinked, feeling a little disappointed by the sudden disappearance of temperature at his fingertips, he looked at Wen Han intently, and said, "Because it was you who gave me life." After speaking, he was silent for a while, propping the table with his hands , The movement is not very smooth and jumped down from above.

This made Wen Han, who was acting to decompress, tremble in his heart, "Damn it, what if you accidentally fell to pieces because you didn't dance!"

Wen Han held the mineral water bottle and did not move, so he realized that Geng's height probably only reached his waist.

But at this moment, Geng walked towards Wen Han with unsteady steps like a child, making him subconsciously throw the bottle and lean over to catch Geng who was rushing towards him.

Geng's pale blond hair hung down his shoulders, and the thin bangs on his forehead were scattered in front of his eyes. He was a little stunned to be hugged by the master suddenly, and then he looked up at Wen Han with a bright smile, "I like it, master."

- No, don't call me master, because that makes me think of some dirty PY deals...

"Speaking of... why did you call me master?" Wen Han looked at Geng and asked in a low voice, and then he felt the back of his hand covered by a slightly cool little hand.

"I do not know."

Geng looked at Wen Han in confusion, while Amber's eyes were as clear as a pool of spring water. He lowered his head slightly, looked at Wen Han's knuckle-boned fingers, and murmured softly: "Master..."

"You...call me brother, don't call me master."

Wen Han frowned and thought for a long time before uttering such a sentence, he sighed with a sad face, and hugged Geng carefully in his arms.

In the next second, Geng hugged his neck.

The cold temperature unique to the doll penetrated the skin and penetrated to the nerve endings, Wen Han still got up and put him on his desk.

"Master...Brother, Brother..." Geng's eyelashes flickered, and his eyes were always glued to Wen Han's body, which made people's heart tremble for no reason.

"Ok?"

Wen Han pulled the chair to the table, leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and looked into Geng's amber eyes.

Thinking of where the other half of the soul is still unknown, he felt a little angina.

Geng twisted the corners of his white shirt with both hands, looking a little nervous, he lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "...I want to let my brother hold me..."

Wen Han was startled when he heard the words, then he hugged Geng into his arms and let him sit on his lap, and Geng put his face close to Wen Han's left chest, hearing the beating of his heart.

The golden curly hair scattered on the cheeks, Geng quietly curled up in Wen Han's arms, and smiled lightly.

Wen Han gently stroked Geng's hair with his hands, thinking that the man half of his soul was quite good at acting like a baby.

It's a little flattering.

"Om - hum -"

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating suddenly sounded, Wen Han raised his eyes and saw the news of the BJD group, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he clicked in with great interest and began to act like a monster.

[Chen: Help, help, help——!

Decadence: What's wrong, the Qing Dynasty died again?

Name: @少父[The other party didn’t want to talk to you and threw a Ge You at you]

Ping Tianxia: @陈→_→What, got fucked by my roommate?

Chen: ...

Chen: Bah!

Time Machine: I'm really afraid of you...

Mr. Z: Damn it, so you guys didn't sleep!

This game has no SSR and no skins: what are you sleeping on, when you get up in a good time, Liver Onmyoji, hahahahahahaha help me to get up, I can still swipe and I can smoke—! !

Decadence: Another crazy one.

Chen: Let me tell you, my BJD doll is alive!

Ping Tianxia: →_→ Then you are awesome.

Name: →_→ Then you are really fat.

Mr. Z: →_→It must be really wonderful.

Young Master: @陈, are you dreaming?

Time Machine: So is Tintin broken?

Chen: Bah, I'm serious!

Divine Beast: @陈净很不哪喵, counterattacked him. 】

Thus, Wen Han pulled the group into the group assistant with a strange look.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, but Wen Han didn't feel sleepy, so he casually asked the system why he wasn't sleepy.

And the words of the system are extremely sharp: You may have drunk too much milk beer in 82.

Wen Han was noncommittal.

"elder brother……"

Geng looked up at Wen Han who was in deep thought, he couldn't help reaching out to touch his left cheek, and slowly rubbed it with his cold fingertips, "Shouldn't you go to sleep?"

Gengtian asked innocently, that appearance made Wen Han feel how sinful he would be if he said he wouldn't sleep.

"...Okay, go to sleep, are you going to sleep?"

"Well, sleepy, can I be with my brother?"

"Can, can, can."

***

Five o'clock the next morning.

The faint light of Xi cast into the clean and tidy dormitory through the window, but Wen Han who was sleeping on the third bed turned over, and then he sat up slowly with his forehead supported.

- Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do.

"elder brother……"

The clear youthful voice rang in Wen Han's ears, but he saw Geng sitting on Wen Han's waist, his hands lightly resting on his thighs, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

Wen Han turned his head and looked at the well-behaved Geng for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "Well, good morning."

"Good morning."

Geng responded softly, with a bright smile on the corner of his lips, and the amber pupils seemed to be filled with light, reflecting the warm and cold outline very clearly.

Wen Han: My man is really a little angel!

【System: That's not what you said when he tied you to the bed and fucked you to death :)】

Wen Han: ... day.

Then, Wen Han began to think about how he would explain this magical creature to his roommates after they came back.

Well, kind of tough.

"Brother, don't worry..."

Geng looked at Wen Han's side face and stood up slowly, he gently stepped on Wen Han's thigh and knelt down between his legs, he looked up at Wen Han, "I will only survive in front of you."

Wen Han was taken aback for a moment, and then he asked in confusion, "What?"

"It's just... in front of people other than you, I'm still that puppet that can't move or speak." Geng bit his lips, trying to organize his words, "I don't like it, let other people see me, brother."

Wen Han blinked his eyes. He felt like he understood and didn't understand, but the only thing that was clear was, "That is to say, if there are outsiders around, you will still look like a doll, right? The kind that can't move or talk?"

"Yeah." Geng nodded, then rolled himself up and leaned against Wen Han's arms, closed his eyes in satisfaction and let out a soft sigh.

——Brother's breath.

Wen Han nodded thoughtfully, and then he realized something.

"Wait a minute, you seem to know what I'm thinking?"

"Well, I can hear your inner voice at certain times." Geng Zai said, "Also, we can talk in consciousness, for example, like this..."

--elder brother.

The voice seemed to explode directly in his head, Wen Han couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously replied in his heart: Geng?

--Um.

"But it's not always possible to communicate like this, and I don't know exactly what's going on..." Geng explained in a low voice, rubbing his face against Wen Han's chest.

Wen Han was speechless for a moment, [Voice Transmission] [Telepathy] [Super Sensation Hunting] (Note 1) flashed in his mind...

[System: Don't think I don't know what the last one is :)]

Wen Han: Cough.

So at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Lu Xiaochen! Open the door, open the door, we're back—!"

Ruan Turanliu's voice accompanied by DuangDuang's knock on the door was so loud that Wen Han really wanted to just shut him out, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there were others and let it go.

"Geng, roommate is back." Wen Han touched Geng's hair that was curled up in his arms and said in a low voice.

Geng raised his head affectionately and rubbed his palm with the tip of his cool nose, and said softly, "Got it, brother."

After finishing speaking, Geng's amber eyes gradually became dull, and his body became stiff and motionless. For some reason, Wen Han called out in his heart: Geng.

——I'm here, brother, don't worry.

The clear and clear voice unique to teenagers resounded in his mind, causing Wen Han to raise his lips. He gently picked up Geng, who had turned into a doll, and placed it next to the pillow, and then got out of bed.

"You guys are really capable, pack up and go have breakfast."

After Wen Han opened the door, he saw Ruan Tuoliu and a group of roommates, oh Huohe, these people came back in a group.

Yang Rui was the last one to enter the door. After closing the door, he went straight to the bed with an indifferent expression, leaving only one sentence: "Call me at 06:30 to thank you." Then he covered himself and fell asleep.

After Yang Rui finished speaking, Shao Ziyan raised his hand to touch Wen Han's shoulder, his tone was lazy, but his voice was inexplicably sexy, "06:30."

Wen Han silently translated automatically in his mind - at 06:30, he also asked him to thank him.

"……OK."

Wen Han responded, and then he watched Shao Ziyan climb onto the bed cover to sleep with agility, his movements were exactly the same as Yang Rui's.

——Ghost knows what they went through last night.

And when he turned around, he found that Ruan Tuanliu and Gu Ze were both lying down on the bed, and they both looked at Wen Han with tired faces.

Wen Han calmly said, "Okay, I understand, I will call you at 06:30."

"Thank you." Gu Ze said hoarsely, and fell asleep.

"For your love." Ruan Tuoliu yawned loudly, said something vaguely to Wen Han, and then fell asleep.

So now only Song Yu was left sitting on a chair and playing with his mobile phone.

Wen Han tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "Would you like to sleep in for a while, call you at 06:30?"

"No, let's order breakfast first, and just eat it when they wake up, otherwise they may be late for the morning military training." Song Yu's dark pupils were filled with tenderness, "How is the Liji porridge shop?" He said in a low voice Dumbly asked Wen Han.

"Okay, just watch and order."

Wen Han sat on his chair and replied, and then he looked at Song Yu who was choosing meals with his mobile phone, a little lost in thought.

——Why is Song Yu so gentle?

[System: You said that you are so magical :)]

Wen Han: Get out.