after being forced to become a heartthrob

"Isn't it delicious?" Wen Rao discovered this barbecue restaurant by accident.

Sylvie nodded, "Well, it's my first time here."

"It's very close to the Black Street, I thought you would come here often to solve the problem of light meals." Wen Rao said to him while pouring a sip of beer into his mouth.

"..."

Regarding Sylvie's silence, Wen Rao thought it was because he was picky. After all, there are all kinds of expensive dishes when he goes back, so there is really no need to eat these cheap and unhealthy fats.

Because of eating too much, Wen Rao couldn't stand up at the end, he sat on the chair, looked at Sylvie who was wiping the corners of his lips with the napkin in his pocket, and once again had doubts about his life experience— —If you are a waif, this kind of table manners is too advanced.

Wen Rao thought of what Norman said about them being sold in a circus, "Sylvie."

Sylvie's reaction was half a beat slow, "Hmm. What's the matter?"

"Ah, no, it's just—" Thinking about the bad things in the past, Wen Rao hesitated to ask.

Sylvie had already put down the tableware and looked up at him seriously.

Thinking of working with them in the future, Wen Rao couldn't help asking, "Can I ask something about you in the past?"

Sylvie's reaction was not as sensitive as Wen Rao thought, he nodded, "Yes."

"Are you and Shilo orphans?" Wen Rao felt a little presumptuous as soon as he asked.But Sylvie didn't seem to mind, "No."

"Then..." Why was he sold to a circus?

"When Sylvie and I were born, our bodies were joined together. Our parents were killed on the way to take us to see a doctor." This is probably the first time Sylvie talked about this matter with others. When he talked about it It's almost like telling someone else's story, "The doctor operated on and separated Shiloh and me to pay medical bills in arrears, and he sold us to a traveling circus."

Wen Rao can guarantee that neither Sean nor Norman know about these things.But wait, connected together?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Wen Rao staring at her without speaking, Sylvie was a little suspicious.

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect you to tell me these things." If these things were regarded as Wen Rao's painful memories, someone asking him would definitely make him feel bad.

"...Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Wen Rao really didn't know what to say. If it was Hillo in front of him, he would hug him to comfort him, but facing Sylvie who looked much stronger than Hillo, he could only choose to avoid it. Opening this not-so-good memory for him, "Ah, before I knew it, it was already noon—" Wen Rao stood up from his seat, "It's time to go back to work hard."

Sylvie also stood up, and after paying the bill, the two separated at the door of the barbecue shop.

Wen Rao went to the black street, and he was familiar with many women there. Originally, they were like protectors to most of the people in the black street.Seeing Wen Rao, those women greeted him positively. Wen Rao thought about what Sylvie said just now that he had solved some minor troubles, so he asked casually. Unexpectedly, the woman immediately showed a look of fear, "There's been a lot of horrible people coming here lately."

"Scary person?"

"Yes." The woman lowered her voice, "They have guns."

Wen Rao was shocked when he heard it.

"Fortunately, Mr. Sylvie was here just now, otherwise there would be big trouble." The woman said.

Wen Rao thought of what Norman said, that some forces are trying to fight for the management of Florida, and now it seems to be true, and the other party is obviously already taking action.

The air in the black street wafts a rotten and damp smell. There are also many people who live at the bottom and are often described as city rats.But Wen Rao has talked with these people, except for some hopeless addicts, most of them just want to work hard to live here.As their protector, Wen Rao can always feel a sense of—well, a sense of mission?It's not that sacred, just let them live as hard as they can in a difficult enough living environment.

In the afternoon, it rained heavily. Wen Rao, who was planning to go back, changed his mind when he saw the crackling raindrops.He returned to the room where he lived here before. Sylvie didn't seem to have been back recently, and nothing in the room was moved, even the magazine that was pressed on the table when Wen Rao left was still there.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the window, Wen Rao decided to make a cup of tea or something.Opening the cabinet, I only found a cup of instant coffee in one corner. Compared with the freshly ground coffee, this kind of thing is like stirring black sludge, Wen Rao opened it and poured it into hot water. Smelling the bitter aroma, he took a sip.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and the sky was slowly getting dark, Wen Rao fell on the bed, and continued to read the magazines that he hadn't finished last time with the light coming in from the window that was no longer bright enough.

"Bang-"

The sudden sound made Wen Rao think it was thunder, but after the lights above his head turned on, he realized that someone had come in.

Those who came in gathered the wet umbrella and placed it against the wall at the door.

"Shilo?" Wen Rao remembered that Sylvie was not wearing this suit today.

Relying on the clothes, one of the similar-looking twins pursed his lips and smiled, "Wen."

Wen Rao quickly pressed the magazine under the pillow, "Why are you here?" No, it should be, aren't you recuperating?

"It's raining, I'll pick you up." Hilo said.

Although Wen Rao felt that Shirlo's fluent speech was a bit too much today, he didn't go into it. Originally, Shirlo didn't stutter when he spoke, but because his breath was too weak, it always gave people a feeling of stuttering.

"Now?" The rain outside was a bit too heavy, and even Shilo, who was holding an umbrella, was a little wet.

"anytime is fine."

Wen Rao stood up from the bed, opened the window and looked out, "Let's go when the rain is less."

"Ok."

There was only one cup of coffee on the table, and Wen Rao couldn't find a second pack of instant coffee to treat Shilo, so he could only go and pour a cup of hot water for Shilo and pass it to him.When he handed him the water glass, he touched Hillo's fingers, which were too cold and covered with a layer of water.

Wen Rao grabbed Hilo's hand at once, Hiro only struggled a little because of shyness at the beginning, and then didn't move anymore.

"Is it cold outside?" Wen Rao asked.

Hilo nodded lightly, "Yeah."

Wen Rao led him to sit on the edge of the bed, then opened the quilt and covered him.Hillo was huddled under the quilt, with only one head exposed, looking a little...cute?

Wen Rao couldn't help but touch Shilo's hair. After being with Shilo, Shilo looked at him, and he couldn't help but think of dogs that wanted to be comforted.

"Where did you come from?" Hilo looked like he came from far away.

"I just went to see Sylvie." Shiloh said in a low voice.

"That's it." Wen Rao had no doubts.

The two sat on the bed and talked for a while. The rain outside was louder than louder. In the end, there was a rumbling thunder. Wen Rao shrugged his shoulders, "It seems that we don't want to go back today."

"Then, do you want to live here?" Hilo was watching the rain outside the window with him.

"Probably so." Wen Rao closed the curtains and stood up, "I'll go find something to eat."

Shilo, who was sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, watched him rummaging in the room from behind.Wen Rao rummaged through the cabinets, but couldn't find any food in reserve, sighed heavily, closed the cabinet door and gave up.

"Wen, what are you looking for? Do you need my help?" Shilo asked.

Wen Rao grabbed his hair, "No, I was thinking about what to eat at night. If I go to bed hungry, I will definitely feel very uncomfortable."

"I can go out and buy some."

"No need." It was raining too hard outside, and those shops that sell food might have closed their doors to rest at this time, just when Wen Rao had given up looking and decided to leave it like this, he With a flash of inspiration in my mind, I walked to the cabinet next to the bed, and when I opened it to see what was inside, I showed a big smile, "There it is!"

Shilo saw that he was holding a few pieces of chocolate in his hand.

Wen Rao turned out all the leftover chocolate from last time, handed half of it to Shiloh, and then opened one and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Wen, do you like chocolate?" Hilo asked.

Wen Rao thought he knew, "Yes. Fortunately, I bought a little more last time, it's enough to fill my stomach."

Shilo unwrapped a piece of chocolate, picked it up, and handed it to Wen Rao's mouth.

"Eat, or you'll be hungry until tomorrow morning." Wen Rao said.

Hilo shook his head, "I'll eat it for you."

Wen Rao reached out and rubbed Shilo's hair again, then opened his mouth and swallowed the chocolate in his hand.Hillo watched him chewing, "Is it delicious?"

The chocolate has been left for too long and has melted a bit, but it tastes much better than instant coffee.Wen Rao was going to answer Hilo, but seeing Hilo staring at him chewing expectantly, he opened one and fed it to him, "Taste it."

Shilo hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth, and his gentle fingers were gently licked by his warm tongue.

Oh, this terrible feeling—forgive Wen Rao for recalling a less harmonious scene.

Seeing that Wen Rao hadn't retracted his hand for a long time, Hillo's tongue began to hesitantly start from his fingertips, licking his fingers and palm bit by bit.The sensitive palm was repeatedly licked and kissed by the warm tongue, as if it was not chocolate that was worth tasting, but him.

"Sill...Lo."

Shilo's breathing became a little quicker, "Wen."

"I got wet from being licked by you."

Hillo, who originally thought he would be rejected, had wet eyes flickering after hearing Wen Rao's words that didn't sound like blame, "I'm sorry, I'll... lick it all off right away." Eyelashes drooped, Hill Luo leaned closer and closer.

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small theater:

Slag Author: How to distinguish Shiloh from Sylvie?

Little Angel: [Looks dumbfounded]

Wen Rao: [Holding his waist]...Look at me?I refuse to answer!