I heard you only see me as a friend

The author has something to say: Because of the lack of logic and the collapse of the character design, the content of watching movies in the previous 26 chapters has been revised, and changed to Ji Wan who proposed to watch horror movies because he didn’t want to watch romance movies, Feng Jin took the opportunity to pretend to be afraid and beg for comfort .Friends who are interested can turn back to Kangkang, and if you don’t turn back to Kangkang, you can continue to read directly_(:з)∠)_

Being bitten on the bed was still a novel experience for Ji Wan.

The enclosed quilt was folded, and placed on the head of the bed together with the pillow, like tofu cubes.

Ji Wan sat upright facing the enclosed quilt pillow, he cautiously did not touch the enclosed bedding items, but just stared at the gray and white stripes on the quilt.

Feng Jin's willingness to let him go to bed does not mean that he is willing to let him touch the quilt or pillow, these are two different concepts.

Ji Wan asked: "Do you need me to change seats, you sit here?"

"No need." Feng Jin put his hand on Ji Wan's shoulder and said lazily, "No? It doesn't matter."

Since "Feng Jin said so", Ji Wan didn't say anything anymore.He lowered his head slightly, feeling the heat when Feng Jin approached him.

The back of the neck was bitten, and the pheromones were continuously injected. Ji Wan couldn't feel the pheromones, nor could she?

If you were standing below as usual, Ji Wan would support something, and change your standing posture so that you could stand more stably.But now he is sitting cross-legged, the stability of the upper body is controlled by the waist, and now...he can't straighten his waist like usual.

Ji Wan felt more and more sore, he subconsciously wanted to reach out to hold something to support his body, but the place where he was sitting now greatly restricted his need for this.

The walls and bedposts on both sides are not easy to grasp, and the partition in front is too far away. The distance is appropriate, and there are only enclosed quilts and pillows.

Lying on the enclosed quilt?

As soon as this idea appeared, it was quickly rejected by Ji Wan.

He closed his eyes, supported the bed under him with his hands, and tried his best to support it.

This... so difficult.

Seal it in and finish it quickly.

But maybe it was because it was too troublesome for them to come out to meet after returning home, and it was sealed for an extra long time this time, as if all the pheromones in his body were going to be injected into his body.

Ji Wan slowly bent down unbearably, sucked her nose, and held back her tears.

The back of his hand was covered with something warm, Ji Wan opened his eyes, through the tears in his eyes, he vaguely saw the thing on the back of his hand.

That was Feng Jin's hand.

Before Ji Wan could think about why Feng Jin put his hand on his hand, he saw his wrist being held by Feng Jin, and then his hand was placed on the soft quilt in front of him ?superior.

The meaning of sealing is obvious.

Ji Wanyi? I don't care about this situation? I wondered if it was inappropriate or rude, so he put his other hand on it, leaned his upper body forward, and buried his head in the soft duvet? superior.

With a support point for her whole body, Ji Wan can finally relax and breathe a sigh of relief.

Because of his fall, Feng Jin had no choice but to adjust his position with him, covering his whole body.

In the past, Ji Wan asked himself, he would never accept this posture, it would make him feel oppressed, and it would easily remind him of many disgusting things.

However, the person who is doing this to him now is Feng Jin, and Ji Wan is subtly able to accept it.

Feng Jin is his friend, isn't he? For a friend who has dirty thoughts about him, his level of intimacy is completely within the normal range.

When Feng Jin finished getting up, Ji Wan was still lying on the Feng Jin quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "If you don't stop, your quilt will be completely wet by me. But now it's wet too. .”

Feng Jin rubbed the back of Ji Wan's neck for a while, and stopped after hearing the words: "Let me see?"

Ji Wan buried her head in the quilt, and waited until the tears were completely dry before sitting up.

Ji Wan moved her position so that Feng Jin could see the quilt more clearly: "Look."

There was a small piece of water stain on the enclosed quilt, which was quite conspicuous on the clean quilt surface.

This is what Feng Jin wants to watch, what he wants to watch is Ji Wan just after crying.

However, Ji Wan didn't turn to face him, he could only see half of Ji Wan's side face, and a little bit of red eyes.

Feng Jin realized that he was not feeling well again, the blood no longer rushed to the brain, but rushed down, fortunately it was winter, and he was wearing thick clothes, so Feng Jin quietly pulled the sweater, stretching the clothes as much as possible , to block the place that is not quite right.

Feng Jin chatted with Ji Wan pretending nothing happened: "How do you feel? Compared with being bitten in other places, is there any difference?"

Ji Wan thought for a while, and told the truth: "It's really easier to lie down like this. Unlike before, you still need to work hard to stand still, and you don't need to work hard when you lie down."

Ji Wan just said it casually, without any other meaning, but Feng Jin heard it, but every word seemed to scratch his heart.

Feng Jin struggled to maintain the stability of his voice: "...If you like it, why not stay here from now on."

"It depends." Ji Wan didn't take it seriously either, he waited for his body to recover, then left the enclosed bed and continued to pack his luggage.

The day of parting is still approaching, Ji Wan and Feng Jin each returned home, waiting for the Spring Festival.

The flavor of the Spring Festival on the streets is getting stronger and stronger, businesses and streets have begun to put up decorations related to the Spring Festival, and more and more people are rushing back to their hometown for reunion.

People from the Feng family began to return to the old house one after another. This day's lunch was to be eaten at Feng Jin's house and Sanbo's house who had already returned.

Feng Jin's father was sitting at the dining table, chatting and drinking with his younger brother who hadn't had any chance to meet for a year, while Feng Jin sat on the side eating without talking, and his little cousin Feng Jing sat next to him.

"How is Xiaojing studying?" Feng Jin's father asked.

"Oh, no, no, no, this kid is naughty, he can only get in the top [-] in the whole class, he can't compare with Feng Jin." Sanbo shook his head, took a sip of wine, and said to his son, "Learn more from your brother!" ,Did you know?"

The little cousin was drinking a bottle of coconut juice, and was very unconvinced after hearing the lecture: "I am already very good! My cousin is too good, I can't learn it!"

Uncle laughed and scolded: "You're worthless, you're only in elementary school, why are you so unmotivated?"

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at his elder brother again: "By the way? Boss, how did you train Feng Jin? Now Feng Jin is really good? I can't pick out any faults, and I haven't seen him have anything to be afraid of." , Our little Jing is afraid of swimming in the water, what should I say? I don’t even listen."

Even though Father Feng was in a relaxed state, his brows were serious. When he heard this, he frowned and looked even more serious.

"Alpha shouldn't be afraid of that," Feng's father's voice carried a sense of majesty, "I think when I was young, I was afraid of water and dared not swim. Didn't my father kick me? Go to the sea. Within three days, the problem will be gone."

Sanbo also sighed a few words when he recalled the incident in the past.

Father Feng continued to say: "Feng Jin is not afraid of anything. He was afraid of heights when he was a child. After I found out, I immediately asked someone to take him to the top of the tallest building. There was a small balcony hanging outside. It was used to enjoy the scenery, and it was temporarily used as a training room for Feng Jin. Later, when he had something to do at work, he was allowed to stand there alone for a day. This kid has no shit, and his fear of heights disappeared after he came down. "

Father Feng took a sip of wine: "You, you are too soft-hearted towards your little Jing."

The third uncle was amazed, and said with a smile: "Xiao Jin really? Not bad, amazing, come, third uncle will have a drink with you!"

Feng Jin also laughed. He picked up his own cup and touched Uncle San: "It's quite powerful. At that time, I thought I was going to die."

Everyone who heard this laughed, thinking that Feng Jin was lamenting the past, Feng Jin drank the water in the glass with a smile.

The wind, the scorching sun, he was alone.

Calling Tian Tian Ying and the fear of not working well did not solve his fear of heights, but made his mild fear of heights aggravated.

It's just that from that day on, he learned to pretend, and never let anyone discover his fear.

It never occurred to him that his father would leave him there alone at that time and go to work by himself.

Slowly, this matter turned into a heart attack again, into a desire in my heart.

Hope someone can spot his fear and hold his hand when he is scared.

Hope someone chooses him over him and other important things.

...Feng Jin remembered something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more sincere.

Quarter party? Choose him between him and class.

Although? Ji Wan didn't know that he was afraid of heights, but by accident, he helped him out several times, maybe it was fate.

Feng Jin also poured himself a cup of coconut juice and drank it, it was sweet.

After lunch, the little cousin begged Feng Jin to take him out to play.Feng Jin had nothing to do, and remembering that the last time he took this guy out to play, he happened to run into Ji Wan, so he softened his heart and agreed.

Feng Jin put on his down jacket and scarf, went out, and asked his cousin wrapped up in a ball, "Where do you want to go this time?"

"I heard? A new, very interesting haunted house has opened here!" The little cousin cheered, "Shall we go there and play?"

It doesn't matter if it's sealed, and he's not afraid of such things.So I agreed to come down and took my little cousin to take a taxi to the newly opened haunted house.

Sitting in the car, the little cousin looked at the fast-moving scenery outside the window, and asked expectantly: "Brother, is the beautiful brother from last time there? Can he come and play with us?"

Feng Jin raised an eyebrow: "Do you want to play with him?"

The little cousin nodded frantically: "Think about it! That brother looks good? I'm going to marry him as my wife in the future!"

Feng Jin: "..."

There was no expression on Feng Jinji's face: "He's not here, he's not free."

"Oh, okay." The little cousin sighed regretfully, and adjusted his mentality as soon as possible.When I got to the haunted house, I was happy again.

But when he was about to line up to buy tickets, the little cousin had a flash of inspiration and asked, "Brother, you didn't even call him, how do you know he's not available?"

Feng Jin: "..."

Before Feng Jin had time to make up an excuse, the little cousin's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly jumped up and waved desperately in a certain direction.

"Brother Ji Wan!" The little cousin shouted.

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, he followed his little cousin's gaze, passed through the sea of ​​people, and found Ji Wan who was walking alone with a book in his hand.

Ji Wan heard the voice and looked over, the two looked at each other, and a smile appeared on Ji Wan's originally indifferent face.

There are so many people here, only he makes Ji Wan laugh.

This thought flashed across Feng Jin's mind, making his blood boil in the cold winter.

Feng Jin walked over pretending to be calm, pulled away the cousin who was pounced on Ji Wan, and said calmly, "Are you coming to play too?"

"I'm here to attend a painter's autograph session?" Ji Wan smiled, rubbing her eyes and looking at his little cousin's head, "What about you?"

"I," Feng Jin flicked his cousin's head gently, telling him to be more honest and stop thinking about hugging Ji Wan's thigh, "accompany him to play in this haunted house."

Hearing this, Ji Wan's face turned serious, he looked at Feng Jin, then at the haunted house, hesitant to speak.

Feng Jinmeng recalled, when watching horror movies with Ji Wan, in order to have further contact with Ji Wan, he seemed to have pretended in front of Ji Wan, was he afraid of this kind of thing?

suffered.

But Ji Wan didn't think much about it, thanks to the fact that Feng Jin often insisted on face-saving, Ji Wan took it for granted that Feng Jin suppressed his fear and came to play with his cousin.

"You really are..." Ji Wan was a little helpless.

Feng Jin quickly changed the topic: "Whose autograph session are you going to?? Near here?"

"Well, to participate in an autograph session of a painter I really like?" Ji Wan said.

painter?

By the way, in the art class back then, Ji Wan's paintings were pretty good-looking, and it didn't seem strange to have a favorite artist.

Feng Jin was about to say, "Accompany Ji Wan to watch this autograph session?" Unexpectedly, Ji Wan took out his mobile phone to check the time, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "I came here early, and I still have some time to accompany you guys." Let's go to that haunted house together, and after watching you go to another place to play."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, he controlled the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Come with us? Who among us needs to accompany you?"

"Say? Wrong, I want to watch it, and I happen to be with you." Ji Wan changed his words in a polite manner.

Feng Jin Gougou corners his mouth, separated from his cousin who cheered and wanted to hug Ji Wan, and took Ji Wan to the haunted house together.

The theme of this haunted house is an abandoned hospital, which looks eerie and scary.

Feng Jin bought tickets for the three of them, walked in, and the natural light outside dimmed, leaving only the miserable green lights inside.

For a person who is afraid of weird atmospheres, it is obvious that he will bear a lot of psychological pressure when he comes here.

The little cousin is very courageous, he ran and jumped excitedly, and ran far away.

Anyway, it's safe here, Feng Jin didn't ask his cousin to stay by his side, but expressed his joy at his cousin's departure.

Ji Wan walked side by side with him, touching arms from time to time.

Feng Jin wanted to hold Ji Wan's hand, but he was afraid that Ji Wan would feel it? Suddenly, he noticed something.

Ji Wan turned her head to look at him: "Is it okay that your brother ran away?"

"It's okay, don't worry about him." Feng Jin lowered his voice, "You care about what he does, but he is not afraid, he is so courageous."

"Well," Ji Wan responded, and said with a smile, "Okay, don't care about him, care about our brother Feng, don't be afraid."

Ji Wan's voice is nice, and when this name comes out of Ji Wan's mouth, it is very different from others.

... It would be great if I could hear Ji Wan whispering to him like this in the dead of night.The best voice has some unbearable crying, and has been calling his name carefully.

Feng Feng felt a little hot in his ears, he came back to his senses, and wanted to pretend to be afraid to get close to Ji Wan, but he didn't want to damage his image in Ji Wan's heart too much, so he could only take a middle value with difficulty: "...I Not too scared."

The smile in Ji Wan's eyes grew stronger, he patted Feng Jin's back, and stretched out his hand to hold Feng Jin's wrist.

"If it doesn't work, just close your eyes and I'll take you out." Ji Wan said.

Although this treatment? Can't completely satisfy Feng Jin, but it is indeed the closest way he can get to Ji Wan now.

"Okay then, you lead the way, just tell me if there's anything wrong? I won't? Close your eyes completely." Feng Jin reluctantly said.

Ji Wan didn't take a few steps with Feng Jin, when a blood-stained pale arm suddenly protruded from the wall, with black and sharp nails, which looked quite scary.

Feng Jin, who had been secretly watching, subconsciously stood in front of Ji Wan, and then realized that he should be afraid.

Feng Jin quickly shook the quilt? Ji Wan held the arm.

"Don't be afraid, it's all fake." Ji Wan touched the arm protruding from the wall, "Look, it's still hot, it's the staff's hand, no wonder it's so realistic?"

staff member:"……"

Can you give him some face? Son, give him a call.

Feng Jin still preferred that it was plastic that could be faked at first glance, so he unhappily took off Ji Wan's hand that was touching the staff, patted it, and covered the staff's pheromone smell with his own pheromone.

"Don't touch it. I don't know what the paint on it is. It might make people allergic." Feng Jin frowned.

Ji Wan: "..."

Cleanliness is worthy of you, Feng Jin.

Ji Wan continued to pull Feng Jin forward, walking, Ji Wan found that Feng Jin's hand was still shaking.

Ji Wan turned her head to look, and found that Feng Jin pursed her thin lips, her dark eyelashes were drooping, and her gaze was fixed on the ground.

"I can't bear it." Feng Jin noticed his gaze, and frowned slightly to explain, "I can't bear it."

Ji Wan and Feng Jin stared wide-eyed, Feng Jin's expression was rare and weak, as if he was really scared.

Holding the wrist is never a good way to give a person courage.

"Do you mind if I hold your hand?" Ji Wan asked softly.

Feng Jin was taken aback, and quickly shook his head.

So Ji Wan's hand moved down along Feng Jin's wrist, and finally fell into the palm that was bigger than him.

Feng Jin's hand is so hot even in winter, this heat pulls him and quickly surrounds him.

After running for a long time, the little cousin felt that he had run too far, so he turned back to look for Feng Jin.

His brave cousin, who is not afraid of anything, and the beautiful brother, whom he dreams of marrying in the future, are walking hand in hand.

Little cousin: ...?

Heart, split open.

Isn't he... a bit redundant?