wool comes from wolves

It has been several days since I lived in Yuan Xin's house.Except for the first morning when he got up earlier than Yuan Xin, at other times, when he woke up, Yuan Xin's breakfast had already been prepared.

Looking at the plate after plate of simple but rich and delicious nutritious breakfast, Mao Xiaochuan felt a strong sense of guilt whether to eat or not.

After breakfast, Mao Xiaochuan still drove Yuan Xin to class in that small electric car. Yuan Xin would still use his left arm to hug Mao Xiaochuan's waist tightly. Although Mao Xiaochuan felt uncomfortable, At this time, he absolutely dare not complain.

In school, he would still meet Fatty and Li Xiaowei.Every time he does exercises between classes, Mao Xiaochuan inevitably comes into contact with the fat man looking at him with more and more resentful eyes.He seemed to have a thousand words to say to himself, but because of Yuan Xin who had been standing behind him all the time, the fat man's courage dissipated.

The more Fatty reacted like this, the more Mao Xiaochuan's identification of Fatty's behavior became more serious. He has now confirmed with absolute certainty that Fatty asked someone to do what the "Brother Ba" and his group did that day.

It was nothing more than fighting among the classmates, but if people from the society were called to help, the nature changed completely. At this time, Mao Xiaochuan was very disappointed with the fat man, and he no longer wanted to talk to the fat man.

For lunch, the two of them ate at school. After lunch, they went back to the classroom to rest for a while.As soon as the winter schedule is released, most day students no longer have the right to a lunch break.

After school in the afternoon, Mao Xiaochuan took Yuan Xin home by car. After returning home, he ate, did his homework, and chatted casually... The week passed quietly, not as difficult as Mao Xiaochuan thought .In fact, it was much better than he thought.

For example, he no longer has to think of all kinds of tricks to take a shower, he no longer has to endure the smell of stinky feet in the dormitory, he no longer has to compete with his dorm roommates for the bathroom, and he doesn't have to endure a brother who doesn't want to go to the bathroom anymore. No need for the smell after flushing the toilet... There are too many benefits to count.

There's only one bad thing... and that's about sleeping.Although Yuan Xin's house is very big, there are quite a lot of rooms.However, there is only one bedroom and only one bed. This is where Mao Xiaochuan struggled for a long time.

Mao Xiaochuan doesn't sleep well, and basically has no sleep at all. He himself knew about this a long time ago!

Living in the school dormitory, no matter how bad the sleeping equipment is, he always sleeps on his own bed. He turns over however he likes, sleeps with whatever he likes to hug, loves to bite the corners of the quilt, loves to grab the pillowcase and grab the pillowcase...

However, it was different in Yuan Xin's house.Before he goes to bed every night, he always reminds himself that he can't turn over casually, can't hug and bite randomly, and can't...

However, every morning when he woke up and saw his bizarre sleeping position, he couldn't help but want to crawl under the bed with his head in his arms.Turning over is just turning over, why don't you know how to turn outwards, why do you always turn to the center of the bed?It turned over in the middle of the bed, how could it just fall on Yuan Xin's body?

It doesn't matter if it falls on Yuan Xin, how can you always hug him like a pillow?It's fine to hug and cuddle, but why do you always bite people?

Every time he saw the shocking red mark on Yuan Xin's chest, Mao Xiaochuan had the urge to get under the bed and never come out again.He found that his wish to take care of Yuan Xin for a week was so unrealistic.

However, even so, every day, Yuan Xin acted as if nothing had happened. Regarding the red mark on his chest, he had no expression on his face, and he never expressed any opinion on this matter.It seemed to be determined that it was only caused by an incorrect sleeping position.

Mao Xiaochuan couldn't figure out how Yuan Xin persuaded himself to such an untenable explanation.But on the other hand, to make him admit all of this, he really really can't do it.

Two weeks passed in a busy and tense manner. Finally, on the morning of another rest day, Mao Xiaochuan mustered up his courage and made his own request, "I think your shoulder injury has almost recovered. I should be able to take care of myself, so I think I should go back to school!"

Yuan Xin was standing in front of the sink, holding toothpaste in his left hand.After hearing Mao Xiaochuan's words, his body paused.After a while, he handed the toothpaste in his hand to Mao Xiaochuan, "Here!"

"..." Mao Xiaochuan reached out and caught it.

"..." Yuan Xin glanced at him again.

"Why?" Mao Xiaochuan froze again.

"..." Yuan Xin blinked, "Help me squeeze out the toothpaste!"

"Oh, oh..." Mao Xiaochuan held his forehead, hurriedly squeezed the toothpaste for him, and brought the toothbrush to Yuan Xin with both hands.

Yuan Xin looked at him, sighed, took the toothbrush with his left hand, and started brushing his teeth in front of the mirror without saying anything.

Mao Xiaochuan suddenly felt guilty again. He said he came to take care of others, but in fact, he did nothing but squeeze toothpaste for Yuan Xin in the morning, tie his shoes and button his shirt before going out... How many times, and more often, Yuan Xin was helping him.

He stood obediently behind Yuan Xin, a trace of depression came to his mind.

After Yuan Xin brushed his teeth, there was still a circle of white foam at the corner of his mouth.This time, Mao Xiaochuan finally had his eyesight. He took the wet tissue next to him, walked up to Yuan Xin, and raised his arm to wipe the corners of his mouth.

After wiping off the toothpaste foam, he took the white and soft towel on the shelf next to it, and after it got wet, he stood on tiptoe and raised his head to scrub the person's face.

This is the first time Mao Xiaochuan has washed someone's face since he was born.He has never served him so attentively before.He couldn't help feeling a little flustered, fearing that his clumsiness would upset Yuan Xin.

Yuan Xin let Mao Xiaochuan scrub him without moving, and his eyes were fixed on him like this, almost without blinking for a long time.Mao Xiaochuan's panic gradually turned into another kind of inexplicable... embarrassment.

Yuan Xin's eyes are different from others, he has long known that being stared at by him like this really makes him feel uncomfortable.This is not the first time.

Mao Xiaochuan's raised arms and stretched calves were trembling faintly, his wrists and ankles slowly began to turn sour, and the spot on his face that was stared at began to emit heat, and he began to have a fever...

He himself doesn't understand what's wrong, can't he be sick?Mao Xiaochuan took a small step back, put down his heels, and wanted to rest for a while.Unexpectedly, Yuan Xin took a big step forward, the distance between the two was shortened a lot, and the body was almost close to each other.

"Ah... ah..." Mao Xiaochuan was about to open his mouth, but was frightened by the suddenly enlarged face in front of him, his tongue got stuck, and he forgot how to say the words in his mind.

"Mao Xiaochuan!" There was something unusual in Yuan Xin's usually cold voice.

"Ah...ah?" Mao Xiaochuan responded, and he took another step back with his right foot, but a strong arm wrapped around his back, making him unable to move.

At this time, the two bodies were very close, Yuan Xin put his left arm around Mao Xiaochuan, and that handsome face was surprisingly close, so close that Mao Xiaochuan could clearly see the other party's dark face He couldn't help swallowing his small face and curly hair in his pupils.

Mao Xiaochuan originally grabbed Yuan Xin's shoulder with one hand, and wiped his face with a towel in the other.But now, one hand is propped on the person's chest, and the other is on Yuan Xin's shoulder, what a 'shameless' posture!

"You...what are you going to say?" Mao Xiaochuan obviously sensed that the postures of the two were not "pleasing to the eye", and his tongue tied was "fighting poison with poison" under the two unexpected threats of the tall boy on the opposite side. Turned back to the original place.

Mao Xiaochuan put his left hand on Yuan Xin's chest, ignoring the thick and warm body under his palm, and stammered awkwardly, "Hey... hey, what are you doing so close?"

"You..." Yuan Xin's lips parted slightly.

"..." Mao Xiaochuan anxiously but quietly waited for his next words.

"You..." There was a trace of hesitation in Yuan Xin's eyes, "I was thinking..."

"What are you thinking?" Mao Xiaochuan asked involuntarily.

"Why is your face so red?" Yuan Xin's voice was full of joy.

Mao Xiaochuan swallowed hard, pushed Yuan Xin away in front of him, turned his head and ran away.

An inexplicable anger spread and burned in Mao Xiaochuan's heart. He ran out of the bathroom, rushed into the study, and plunged into the sea of ​​mock questions in the book.

With a pen and test paper in his hand, Mao Xiaochuan's thoughts ran around uncontrollably, and he vaguely felt that Yuan Xin had changed...he was different from before.

However, what was Yuan Xin like in the past?Mao Xiaochuan couldn't explain clearly, he had never paid attention to Yuan Xin before, and Yuan Xin's academic master was completely different from him.

Could it be that the one he thought before was not his original appearance at all, but the current one is the real Yuan Xin?

The author has something to say: My head hurts... There is no water at home, and I haven't had time to wash the clothes I've saved for so long!