The people I chased later became my backup tires.

Xie Yu'an stayed at Zhou Ye's house safely for a week.

On Friday night, Zhou also seemed very relaxed. With his left hand he was stroking a certain white dumpling lying on his stomach beside the desk, and a pencil was twirling in his right hand. His pajamas were pure white. Under the orange light, the boy looked warm and gentle Very bookish, the Pianpian young man is nothing more than that.

Xie Yu's hair was smoothed by him, and he lay comfortably on the table. Zhou was also afraid that his stomach would catch a cold, so he specially found a small fluffy blanket to cushion his stomach.

Zhou also tapped on the pencil, his hands kept moving, and continued to trace the outline on the white drawing paper.

Meticulous short hair, lips of just the right thickness, and pleasing and delicate facial features.

The boy’s brows and eyes in the painting show a careful joy, and the orange light pours down, as if a halo envelops the boy. It is a pure beauty, which can be attributed to the micro-romantic aesthetics.

Medieval St. Augustine said: "Beauty is the supreme glory and splendor of God."

And Xie Yu is Zhou Ye's most romantic aesthetic standard.

Xie Yu slept comfortably. Recently, he has become more and more prone to sleepiness, as if he has no energy.

After he woke up, he happened to see himself on the drawing paper, and Zhou Ye's eyebrows and eyes were very focused.

There is a little wrinkle between the brows, very slight, and there is no scheming in the black eyes, and the rest of them are only the vitality of the rising sun, full of vitality, as if in the eyes of this young man, everything is alive.

Xie Yu stretched out his paw slowly, and pressed his palm on the boy's arm in the picture.

Zhou also came back to his senses, he soothed the space between his brows, and rubbed Xie Yu's little paw habitually: "He's pretty, isn't he?"

Xie Yu carefully looked at himself in the picture. Zhou Ye's painting skills are good, but in fact there are still many immature things that are not handled properly. Overall, he is still very aura.

Xie Yu nodded lazily, and looked away. It was him who was drawn by Zhou Ye. It was a bit ashamed to face himself on the paper.

Zhou Ye gently rubbed his little head, his voice was floating and gentle: "His name is Xie Yu, and he is the cleanest boy in the world I have ever seen."

"If a person can turn into a cat, you, Xiaoyu, are probably the best way to interpret him."

The mandarin duck eyes of the white cat stared at the boy, blinking and blinking, like stars in the sky, very bright.

Zhou Ye gently kissed Xie Maomao's forehead, put away the paintbrush, raised the kitten high with both hands and said, "Let's go, we should go to bed."

It was getting late, the stars and the moon were hanging in the sky, bright like a dreamy fairyland.

Xie Yu recovered on the third day of the second week at Zhou Ye's house.

At that time, he was still squatting on the sofa, chewing small dried fish, occasionally throwing pieces of small apples that had been cut up for a week into his mouth, and the host of the financial channel on TV was still seriously broadcasting the recent stock turmoil.

Before Xie Yu could react, he felt his body was very hot, and after a while, he turned back into a human body.

Xie Yu, who turned back into a human body, was completely stunned, because he was naked, and he didn't even have underwear to hide his shame.

Xie Yu gritted his teeth and asked the system: "Why did I lose all my clothes when I became a cat, but it's better to be an adult now, why is there not even a single piece of clothes left?"

The system was stuck for a long while before saying: "Host, this may be because of the devouring power that caused your clothes to be shredded by the excess power."

Xie Yu didn't want to argue too much, he said: "Can't you get me a random set of clothes from the system space?"

The system answered quickly this time: "There are no ordinary clothes in the system space."

Xie Yu understood the meaning of the system from the implication of the words, he took a deep breath, had no choice but to push the door into Zhou Ye's room, took a piece of clothing at random and put it on.

Fortunately, there are many clothes of the same style in Zhou Ye, so it should not be easy to find out if you want to pick up a few clothes at random.

Xie Yu dressed and left Zhou Ye's house quietly.

I was quite reluctant in my heart, after all, Zhou Ye was really kind to him.

Now that Xie Yu has changed back, he naturally has to continue to go to school, and maintain his personality so that he cannot be OOC.

He was still worried about what to do with the school uniform that was swallowed by power. After all, the school rules of Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School are that school uniforms must be worn, and the system told him to rest assured.

Only when Xie Yu came home did he know what peace of mind is. The blue and white school uniform automatically refreshed itself.

It's just as outrageous as playing a game where mobs automatically refresh.

When Xie Yu returned to school, he still returned to his usual gloomy and deceitful appearance, and neither his classmates nor the teacher seemed to notice that he hadn't come to school for two weeks.

Xie Yu returned to class in the afternoon. It was almost time for class to start, and Zhou Ye hadn't come yet. Maybe he found that the cat was gone. The teenager should be very worried, maybe even sad and discouraged.

Xie Yu had no expression on his face, and returned to his seat with his head down, the gloomy aura in his body seemed to be able to materialize.

"Thank you?"

The boy's voice was slightly hoarse, a very familiar voice, Xie Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him, it was indeed Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan was originally sitting in front of Xie Yu, but when he saw Xie Yu coming, he got up and picked up his schoolbag and put it directly on Xie Yu's desk.

The unruly young man raised his head slightly, as if with some arrogance: "Go in, sit inside, and from today onwards, I will be your tablemate."

Xie Yu's expression was a little unhappy, and there were already many people around watching.

The gloomy boy clenched his fists and moved his things inside after all.

Only then was Xu Yuan slightly satisfied. He sat on Xie Yu's chair like an uncle, crossed his legs, and squeezed himself into the seat. He said to Xie Yu who was crowded inside: "Why haven't you come to class these days? And , Where did you go that day, I went to your house and didn't see you. "

A flash of thought flashed in Xie Yu's eyes, and he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I went to a relative's house, and I feel a little uncomfortable recently."

Xu Yuan looked sideways at the young man, and it seemed pitiful to see him lowering his head. His rosy lips seemed to be painted with a girl's favorite lipstick, which was strangely red.

He couldn't help but look away, and said to Xie Yu: "Why are you feeling uncomfortable? Seeing that your face is fine, your lips are quite red."

Xu Yuan laughed a little while talking, a little evil, and said not seriously: "You don't wear a woman's lipstick, do you, your mouth is so red?"

Xie Yu endured it, his expression was a little ugly, and his voice was cold: "No."

But he didn't know that some people like to provoke others, Xu Yuan continued to approach him, the bell had already rang, no one paid attention to them, they were sitting in the corner of the last row, basically the teacher couldn't see them.

Xu Yuan pressed Xie Yu on the chair as if joking, to prevent others from struggling, he looked down at Xie Yu, his voice was a little ambiguous: "I don't know if you put on lipstick or not, who knows if you lied to me, so, I'll try it, don't you know?"

As he said that, he was about to kiss Xie Yu on the mouth, but Xie Yu naturally refused to do it, so he struggled harder.

Xu Yuan suppressed his wrist, and his expression became a little cold. He laughed, and said with a bit of yin and yang: "Why, if you don't give me a kiss, you want to leave your first kiss to your sweetheart Zhou Ye?"

Xu Yuan pinched Xie Yuxian's chin with one hand, with a dark expression on his face: "You don't even look at your own virtues, can a so-called good student like Zhou Ye like you?"

Xie Yu clenched his fingers suddenly, and then loosened them. He looked at Xu Yuan, the youthful face was stained with disgust, and his head was turned aside, as if avoiding Xu Yuan's approach.

The two followers of Xu Yuan in the other group seemed to see the ambiguous appearance of the two of them, and were taken aback, then lowered their heads and whispered something.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes, his tone was very light, and he said with erratic coldness and patience: "He doesn't like me, don't tell me you like me?"

As the gloomy young man spoke, he looked at Xu Yuan with his gloomy eyes, which seemed to be buried with corrupt soil and ridiculed at Xu Yuan.

As if being stabbed by a needle, Xu Yuan suddenly let go of Xie Yu's chin, and casually leaned back on the seat, with an unnatural smile on his face.

He said, "I'll take a fancy to you, it's really shameful."

Xie Yu lowered his eyes numbly, neither refuted nor spoke, his delicate face was cold.

Xu Yuan was angry when he saw him like this, and his tone was subdued and violent: "You won't talk to me well? Do you have to show shame like this?"

Xie Yu looked at him with no emotion in his voice: "You treat me like this, why do you want me to talk to you again?"

Xu Yuan said "Hey", he has a bad temper, and others usually tolerate him, but Xie Yu is good, he looks gloomy and easy to bully, but in fact he is very hard-headed.

Xu Yuan had no doubt that it was possible for this person to bite him back if he was provoked.

It took him a while to say to Xie Yu: "Then let's get along well now, at the same table?"

Xie Yu didn't know why this person suddenly softened towards him, but it would be a good thing if Xu Yuan stopped provoking him all the time.

Xie Yu naturally agreed.

Xu Yuan just smiled, he is handsome, with such a smile, he looks really sunny at first glance, with a bit of naughtiness, he is the favorite boy of the youthful campus girls.

Xu Yuan said that he would not trouble Xie Yu, and indeed he calmed down, but his petty movements continued.

The boy held a pen between his fingers and turned it to Xie Yu's side from time to time, then picked it up again, and turned it again, the two of them would inevitably touch each other.

Xie Yu ignored him and continued to listen to the class. After a while, Xu Yuan approached him: "How can you keep listening to math class so boring?"

Xie Yu glanced at him, and said sternly: "It's very interesting."

Xu Yuan stopped talking, but looked at Xie Yu's face with his hands propped up, as if he was looking at something worth studying.

Xie Yu ignored him and continued to do his own thing without being influenced by this person in the slightest.

The voice of the system suddenly appeared: "Host, this Xu Yuan seems to be infected by a virus."

Xie Yu remained calm: "How do you say?"

"He can remember the blurred memory, which is abnormal in itself. He is not the target task, and there is no special case."

"Unless he's already infected with the virus."

Xie Yu pointed to the tabletop, feeling the inexplicable affectionate gaze that the tall slender boy gave him.

"Has the system been checked?"

"Yes, but there is no sign of active virus, which is strange. But I think he must be infected."

Xie Yu said jokingly, "Could it be that... the virus has evolved?"

The author has something to say: Does everyone feel okay in this world, is it too plain or boring? QwQ

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yiyi into the Sangzi, Big Ding Ding Dingmen;

Today is also a day to love my wife