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Wen Yaofeng was on the verge of an emotional outburst in a second.

He took a step back and controlled himself again, his voice much hoarse.

"what happened?"

"Terminally ill, not cured."

When Bai Chun mentioned these things, his voice was very soft, and he was withdrawn without emotion.

Is it related to the Wen family?

Did they kill your sister?

At this moment, Wen Yaofeng seemed to be nailed to the wall by his surname and blood relationship, and his limbs and eyes were a little out of control.

Bai Chun didn't know what he found. He glanced at his sister's photo album and said with a smile, "Sorry, did I scare you?"

Wen Yaofeng was stunned for a few seconds, and it took him a long time to find his voice, and said with a choke: "I should apologize, when did it happen?"

"Two and a half years ago."

"You are because of her death..."

"Ah."

"But during that time, ECHO was still rushing to travel across the country."

He stood up straighter, and began to review all the itinerary in his mind.

In the second year of his debut, he took dozens of domestic and international planes, often waking up without knowing that he was in the sky and on the ground.

Bai Chun shook his head: "I didn't lie to you."

Bai Chun still held the guilt of the past, and didn't intend to let Wen Yaofeng bear the burden of his family's affairs, but took the initiative to help clear up the relationship.

"I went to see my sister three or four times. Sometimes I was accompanied by Sister Su after you fell asleep. The nurse sister often asked her to video with me."

He showed a sad smile, still gentle and calm: "There are some diseases, even if you try your best to cure them, you may not be able to get what you want. I should have figured it out a long time ago."

In a few words, the fire in Wen Yaofeng's heart was completely extinguished.

In the past few months, every time Wen Yaofeng came into contact with Bai Chun, he was first angered and questioned, then doubted and attracted, complex emotions reciprocating like tides, gradually transforming into love.

The only thing is that there is no thought of avoiding it.

But now he just wants to stay away from Bai Chun.

It never occurred to him that he himself was the center of the vortex.

ECHO was bombarded to pieces by the wave, Bai Chun experienced family ruin, everything was actually related to his existence.

Wen Yaofeng didn't even remember what he said to Bai Chun again, and when he returned to his bedroom, the room was dark and the air was turbid, and he was instantly swept away by world-weariness.

The courage to live suddenly drops very low.

Maybe he should feel guilty towards Bai Chun first.

But in fact, when he regained consciousness again, he only realized that he was controlled by fate again.

The young man stood leaning against the door, unaware that he was breathing heavily.

Running away from Wen's family is to escape from the fact that his existence is a disaster.

But you can't escape, it's like this again, always like this.

Self-loathing rose rapidly, tightening inch by inch like a cocoon, cutting off all his oxygen.

I shouldn't exist.

It's me who makes other people's lives so miserable.

There was a sudden knock at the door.

A clear and hesitant inquiry came from a short distance away.

"Yaofeng, are you alright?"

Wen Yaofeng opened his eyes in an instant, his voice even seemed a little cold due to resistance.

"what's up."

When Bai Chun Wen Yaofeng walked into his room, he could inexplicably feel an anxiety that didn't belong to him.

He deliberately changed the topic to observe Wen Yaofeng's reaction, and his anxiety and struggle also rose.

Something is wrong, is this what the doctor said...

Before the concept of "Augenstern Syndrome" was proposed, Bai Chun had several intermittent vague experiences.

Only when he has experienced too much and can easily empathize with other people, including Wen Yaofeng, will he accompany another person sitting alone in the living room late at night.

Once this connection was made clear, many subtle feelings that did not belong to him became clearer.

Even though you are eating hard and tasteless purple cabbage, you will feel joyful and happy in your heart.

Looking up, the guy opposite was eating ribs.

In the middle of the night, I was sleeping soundly, and suddenly my heartbeat was so violent that I woke up from my sleep.

I opened the door and listened for a while, and sure enough there was a familiar figure in the living room practicing bench press.

Bai Chun didn't know how to deal with such a complicated link, so he simply pressed it for a while and ignored it.

He had kept enough secrets, and he was about to do another one.

It hasn't been two days since I pressed the button, but after a few words today, I feel the severe pain from Wen Yaofeng, and the closer the distance, the clearer the feeling.

They are separated by a door, but one is forced to share the emotions of the other.

Wen Yaofeng was distracted for a second, and Bai Chun on the opposite side of the door let out a long sigh of relief, as if he could finally end his half-moment of sadness.

"Bai Chun?"

"You open the door first."

Uncharacteristically, Wen Yaofeng refused to open the door.

"I'll be alone for a while." He said sullenly, "Go back to sleep, if you have anything to say tomorrow."

Just as Bai Chun was panting for a few seconds, the familiar feeling of oppression returned.

He had the intention of kicking the door, and forced Wen Sanyue to rely on his accomplishments: "Open the door first, and I'll give you something."

Wen Yaofeng didn't think about what to give at night, and obediently twisted the handle.

Before seeing each other's appearance clearly, they were hugged tightly, and the two hearts were closest to each other through the breastbone.

Wen Yaofeng's pupils shrank for a second, and the back of his head was tightly covered.

"Hold for a while, don't ask."

Wen Yaofeng subconsciously wanted to push him away, but Bai Chun hugged him even tighter with his eyes closed.

"Do not ask."

Wen Yaofeng has not been hugged like this for a long time.

He didn't even know how to recognize the man who was hugging him.

He is his teammate, his old friend, the target of the mark, and most likely the culprit who caused the ruin of his family and his notoriety.

Pheromone, logical reason, silent truth, too many fetters are twisted together like thorny flowers, and the spikes have already been embedded deep in the heart.

When Bai Chun closed his eyes and breathed, he could feel the double contradiction and the double self-denial.

Bai Chun lived in self-loathing for more than two years. After ECHO's accident, he relied on his only belief and was not so insulted that he chose to kill himself.

No matter what, he must support ECHO to its original peak height, and leave after paying off all debts.

Do I still deserve to be hugged?

Am I still worthy of your attention?

They hugged each other for a long time without moving, until they heard the sound of Kurihara brushing his teeth in the distance, and then let go in a hurry.

Bai Chun stepped into his bedroom, closed the door behind his back and locked it, and looked into Yaofeng's eyes in the dark.

Wen Yaofeng sighed: "You are testing my self-control."

"Bai Chun, my restless period is coming soon."

At this moment, the scent of narcissus lingers in all directions, unknowingly igniting the atmosphere.

Bai Chun immediately realized something more troublesome.

If their sympathetic relationship continues to strengthen in the future, then when one party enters the marking period or restlessness period, wouldn't the other party——

I can't hide it for a few days, so I have to figure out how to show my cards as soon as possible.

When one person is agitated, the other person will also be affected by the trigger.

Moreover, all substitutes will fail, and there is a two-way high attraction.

The two stood in the dark for a long time, Wen Yaofeng sighed, and turned on the light to pour water for him.

"Just now...thank you."

Bai Chun took the cup and asked in a low voice: "You are in a bad mood, what happened?"

Wen Yaofeng turned around to look at him, and smiled: "I can handle small things by myself."

Bai Chun paid attention to his emotions at the moment.

Pheromones flow and exchange silently, and the breath becomes another signal to convey the voice of the heart.

Language has never been so redundant.

He looked at Wen Yaofeng and smiled slightly.

"I won't ask any more questions. You should calm down before going to sleep. Be happier."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave: "Good night, let's go."

When the door was halfway open, Bai Chun's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Wait a moment."

Wen Yaofeng looked into his eyes, and in this second, countless emotions surged up like lanterns again.

"you……"

He opened his mouth abruptly, and said for a while, "Do you want to play flying chess?"

Bai Chun stared at him for several seconds.

Wen Yaofeng looked innocent: "Otherwise, would you sleep with me?"

Bai Chun thought that this bastard would get entangled again and he would not be able to sleep, so he nodded his head holding his breath.

"Okay, Ludo."

They dug out the dusty chessboard from the corner of the living room, and heard that a small night light was turned on in Yaofeng's room, and the two sat on the corner of the carpet shaking dice and playing chess.

In the first round, you can only move forward when you roll to 1 or 6. Wen Yaofeng was stunned to roll out the serial number 2345.

Wen Yaofeng: "..."

Bai Chun shook three sixes in a row, and dispatched three small planes: "Let's go first."

Wen Yaofeng rolled the dice with a tangled face, wondering why he came to knock on the door to hug me for a while, and why he played flying chess with me at the same time.

Then shake the small table lamp violently in my heart.

In the middle of the night! !What flying chess are you playing! ! !

Everyone has come over to coax you, what flying chess are you playing! ! !promising! ! !

Bai Chun sat opposite him, propping his chin to capture the elusive emotions.

Why are you struggling again.

Started jumping, um...he will go back to sleep when he is in a better mood.

A little unhappy again.

Why are you unhappy every day... I will change your name to Wen Xing...

On the other side, Kurihara leaned over and knocked on Rong Zishe's door.

Rong Zishe's eyes were sleepy: "What?"

"Brother!" Kurihara tiptoed and shook his collar: "Do you know what I saw just now!!"

Rong Zishe staggered: "Hmm??"

"Brother Chun took the initiative to enter Brother Yao's room!!"

"……Oh?"

"They hugged at the door for a while and then went in together!!"

"……Oh."

"Brother!! Give me some reaction!!"

Rong Zishe yawned for a long time, rubbed his eyes and said, "It's a good thing that I'm finally willing to exchange brotherhood."

"They haven't come out for 10 minutes, and they went to the living room to search for things just now!"

Rong Zishe's drowsiness faded away, he hesitated and said, "Maybe I'm looking for music scores, and I'm working overtime at night to write new songs."

Kurihara looked at me, are you kidding me: "Brother, Brother Yao didn't turn on the light in his room."

Rong Zishe picked up Kuri Yuan's collar and walked over: "Shhh, let's take another look."

really.

The door of Bai Chun's bedroom was open, and there was no one there.

Wen Yaofeng turned off the lights in the room, and the sound insulation was so good that no movement could be heard.

Kurihara urgently took out his mobile phone, turned on the trumpet and clicked on the lip-biting Chaochao, but Rong Zishe carried him back.

"Brother—let me listen to the movement for a while!"