whose house collapsed

Sheng Yuchen hadn't seen his father much, and he often suspected that his father was a ghost, heartless, headless, and footless.Float into the threshold of the house once a year, as if to celebrate the Ching Ming Festival.

His father was outside looking for flowers and grass, and there were enough flowers to make a flower show.His mother is a strong woman, one person takes care of things, and the other takes power.Naturally, his mother couldn't find time to spend with him.Sheng Yuchen grew up in an environment with severe lack of love.

If you lack love too much, you will demand too much.If you can't ask for it, change your identity, from the given person to the giver.

Qiao Xiao is a living example.

"Brother Yuchen, you are different from others, and my feelings for you... are also different from others."

"Brother Yuchen, if this drama fails, will you...will you give up on me?"

Sheng Yuchen frowned tightly, unable to lift his eyelids.But the voice came out uncontrollably.

Qiao Xiao's face was very clear, and he hid further away when he touched it.

"You have nothing now, who wants you."

Qiao Xiao looked at Sheng Yuchen, his words were sarcasm, and he continued to sneer, Sheng Yuchen was furious, but he couldn't swear a word.The more anxious he was, the more twisted Qiao Xiao's face became, the more he struggled, the denser the cold sweat on his body.

"Sheng Yuchen! Yuchen!"

Sheng Yuchen's whole body shook, his calf twitched suddenly, and the pain extended to his fingertips, so much so that he subconsciously scratched the back of Bai Qiuchi's hand.

Waking up suddenly from a dream, he was sweating from fright.

"Hiss, are you a cat?"

Bai Qiuchi shrank his hands, but his tone was not accusatory.

"......"

Before Sheng Yuchen could take back the panic on his face, he looked at Bai Qiuchi blankly, and found that this face was completely different from Qiao Xiao in his dream.Before he was completely awake, he raised his arms and put his arms around Bai Qiuchi.

He pressed face to face with Bai Qiuchi, desperately absorbing the slight cold, and his fingers also tightly grabbed the back of Bai Qiuchi's neck.

Bai Qiuchi tilted his head slightly, then raised his arms back to hug Sheng Yuchen, gently stroking his back with his palm.

"Have a nightmare?"

Sheng Yuchen's fever has just subsided, his body is still light and weak, his head is also confused, and no one can tell his last name.

Bai Qiuchi didn't get an answer from Sheng Yuchen, so he didn't care.He was still holding Sheng Yuchen with one hand, and with his other free hand, he grabbed the quilt and put it on Sheng Yuchen.

Sheng Yuchen felt his body sinking, and then felt warm.

"...Are you making zongzi?"

Sheng Yuchen's voice was muffled, and his eyes were burning red, but he lost some vigor.

Bai Qiuchi kept moving his hands, he pinched the quilt into a hat, exposing the pointed point, and then put it around Sheng Yuchen's head.

"Got to wrap you up tight, or you'll burn."

Sheng Yuchen was wrapped so that only half of his face remained, he stared straight at Bai Qiuchi, and suddenly stretched out his leg and kicked him in the waist.

Bai Qiuchi was sitting cross-legged opposite Sheng Yuchen, and the moment Sheng Yuchen raised his leg, Bai Qiuchi sensed his intention, and spread out his five fingers to precisely clamp the leg that was about to move.

"Why do you care about me so much?"

Sheng Yuchen didn't dare to move, so he spoke awkwardly in this weird posture.

The sheets creased silently, shifting under the weight of the two.

Bai Qiuchi's hand moved up silently, and goose bumps appeared on the skin every time it was brought over.

Sheng Yuchen swallowed nervously suddenly, the tip of the cap on his head was stiff and he dared not move forward.

"It hasn't been a full day since you went to work, and your driver's license has been revoked. I just paid for your tuition fees, and then I paid for your medical expenses."

"If you don't take a good look at you, what will you do tomorrow?"

Bai Qiuchi leaned over, almost no distance from Sheng Yuchen.

Sheng Yuchen was still holding his breath and concentrating, his heart was tossing wildly, but before he had time to recollect, his face changed at the first word, and he stretched out his palm to pinch Bai Qiuchi.

"Bai Qiuqiu, why are you so shabby? These thousands of dollars were not enough for me to buy a shirt before, and I didn't even blink when I went out to play."

"......what are you doing!"

Sheng Yuchen screamed and waved Bai Qiuchi's hand, and Bai Qiuchi whispered solemnly: "Why don't you blink anymore, you are blinking like a fan now."

Bai Qiuchi's fingertips rubbed around Sheng Yuchen's eye sockets, and sometimes fiddled with his eyelashes, which made Sheng Yuchen extremely unhappy, and closed his eyes impatiently.

"..." His lips softened and sunken.

Sheng Yuchen's head buzzed, and it was full of dark water, swaying all over Sheng Yuchen's body.

Sheng Yuchen's eyelids trembled slightly, feeling that the high fever was about to repeat again, and the hat on his head slipped off unconsciously.

"Go to sleep, I'm sleepy after a day of tossing around."

Bai Qiuchi lay down naturally, buried his face in the pillow and closed his eyes.

Sheng Yuchen was still sitting there, his legs were numb, and he couldn't help moaning when he moved his feet a little.

"Lie down, I'm practicing meditation in the middle of the night."

Bai Qiuchi closed his eyes and let out a faint sentence, then turned his head and was almost pushed out of bed by a force.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, there's nowhere to sleep."

The side of his body suddenly sank, and the bed shook accordingly.Bai Qiuchi opened his eyelids and looked behind him. Sheng Yuchen was wrapped in a thick white quilt, like a peeled mochi dumpling.

Bai Qiuchi stretched out his hand to touch the quilt, as soon as he touched it, it was like unplugging a suona.

"what!"

Sheng Yuchen looked vigilant, and was quickly rolled across the boundary with him, acting as nimble as a healthy person.

".....I am cold."

"No!"

"I am the boss."

"..."

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and people have to give up on the bed.Faced with the oppression of capitalism, leeks are not even allowed to choose more onions than other onions.

Sheng Yuchen reluctantly lifted a corner of the quilt, and gave Bai Qiuchi a cent with extreme reluctance.Bai Qiuchi vigorously lifted the quilt expressionlessly, and Sheng Yuchen screamed and kicked wildly, only two lines of tears were shed.

The two lasted for more than ten minutes in an inexplicable confrontation. In the end, Sheng Yuchen lost to Bai Qiuchi due to exhaustion.

In the dark surroundings, there is only a little light projected in from the window.Sheng Yuchen was struggling to breathe, grief and anger blended together, and were also dissolved by the darkness.

Slowly and steadily, there was a sound of breathing around him, which seemed to be absent.Sheng Yuchen suddenly grabbed the edge of the quilt, turned his head tentatively and carefully - Bai Qiuchi exposed an arm outside the quilt.

Sheng Yuchen couldn't remember for a while, exactly when he saw Bai Qiuchi for the first time.I haven't looked at this person carefully before, and I always treat him as invisible, and I haven't caught my eye.

Now take a closer look, it seems that it is not the same as the person in the cognition.

Sheng Yuchen looked down at the back of his hand that was punctured by the needle, and then at Bai Qiuchi's hand, suddenly feeling upset, he directly rubbed against it.

"...if you want me to hold hands, just say so."

With a movement of his wrist, Bai Qiuchi immediately grabbed Sheng Yuchen's hand with his backhand, Sheng Yuchen glared at him and refused to admit it.

"What the hell! I want you to get some holes too!"

Sheng Yuchen hissed, but he couldn't pull his hand away. Before his back could relax, the cold sweat chased after him.

"I think you don't want to sleep anymore."