Love brain becomes abstinence heartthrob

When Gan Ziyue came back, he happened to bump into Ning Ding next door. Ning Ding glanced at the book in his hand and asked, "Are you back? Will you still listen to the piano tomorrow?"

Gan Ziyue said: "Of course, don't miss it. Listening to your piano sound will start the day in a good mood."

Gan Ziyue's words made Ning Ding's mouth rise up quickly, and it disappeared for a moment, but it was not Ning Ding's usual polite smile, it was like a quiet lake bouncing under the breeze, but that kind of extroverted joy He only showed a little bit from Ning Ding's body, and then restrained himself back.

Gan Ziyue was stunned, Ning Ding nodded slightly, and said to him, "See you tomorrow then."

When Gan Ziyue went back into the room, he suddenly thought that Ning Ding got up early to practice the piano these days, but it should have nothing to do with him, so it couldn't be played for him?

impossible.Then a person who keeps a distance from people all the time.

However, when talking about Qin with him, the alienation in him will always be weak, which shows that he really likes Qin.

As for his audience, he is probably considered qualified, and he is not hated, or even welcomed?

This morning, Ning Ding stopped playing the piano, looked up and suddenly said to Gan Ziyue: "Would you like to try?"

Gan Ziyue shook his head again and again: "I can't, I can only listen, not play."

Ning Ding smiled slightly and said, "You can try it, I'll teach you. I'll teach you something simple, it's easy to learn."

Ganzi hesitated and said, "How easy? I can really do it?"

For an instrument like the guqin, Gan Zi had the mentality of being able to watch it from afar and not play it. When he sat on it, he didn't dare to put his fingers on it.

"I don't want to break your strings."

Ning Ding bent his lips again at Gan Ziyue's words: "Don't worry, I will change the strings."

Ning Ding showed Gan Ziyue how to make gestures, and Gan Ziyue also watched Ning Ding play the piano for a few days.

But now Gan Ziyue is sitting in front of the piano by himself, but he doesn't even know how to sit, and his hands are clumsy.

But Ning Ding was very patient: "Yes, that's it."

This day Gan Ziyue and Ning Ding left the garden a bit late, Gan Ziyue's eyes were shining.

Under Ning Ding's patient teaching, he learned a few introductory songs, which were roughly equivalent to the level of difficulty of "Little Star", but the feeling of doing it for the first time was still exciting.

Without going out for vacation, Gan Ziyue honestly didn't go out for the rest of the time. He was practicing calligraphy, reading and studying, and had no other leisure and entertainment. He listened to Ning Ding's music every day, or learned by hand, just to relax.

Gan Ziyue and Ning Ding became more and more acquainted, even this time when he came back from the garden, Ning Ding took the initiative to invite Gan Ziyue to come in and sit down.

"Xi'er said that he has learned a new way of pastry and wants you to try it."

Xi'er is a waiter who follows Ning Ding, Gan Ziyue is not very interested in the new cakes that Ning Ding talked about, but is surprised by Ning Ding's initiative to invite.

For this, Gan Ziyue naturally would not refuse.

At the beginning when he wanted to make a routine, Gan Ziyue came to Ningding's room two or three times, but he didn't come for a long time. There was not much change, but there were two more pots of orchids in the room.

"The orchids are blooming very well."

Ning Ding said: "It has only been open for a few days, and it will continue to open for a few more days."

Gan Ziyue walked towards the two pots of orchids, wanting to have a look, while Ning Ding was half a step behind Gan Ziyue holding the zither, and said, "This kind of orchid is very easy to grow, not a rare and delicate species."

Gan Ziyue said: "This kind of looks pretty—"

But the final tone suddenly changed, Gan Ziyue only felt that his feet slipped, and he was about to jump into the orchid pot. Neither is good.

Gan Ziyue's eyes were closed reflexively, but there was no expected pain on his face, but he hit the soft solid, and the warmth spread to his face through Xia Tian's thin clothes.

Ganzi came to his senses. During the flash just now, he didn't hit his face on the flowerpot or the corner of the table, but on Ning Ding's chest, and Ning Ding

"Are you okay?" Ning Ding's concerned voice came.

"I'm fine, you are. Are you okay?" Gan Ziyue saw the unbearable discomfort on Ning Ding's face, and hurriedly helped him up.

Gan Ziyue himself is fine, but the price is that Ning Ding is very bad now. At that time, Ning Ding quickly stepped in front of Gan Ziyue, blocking Gan Ziyue from hitting the flower pot on the table, which did not hurt Gan Ziyue, but his back and waist But they were all collided with the flowerpot table by Gan Ziyue's bump.

Moreover, Ning Ding was still holding Changqin in his hand at that time, and that Changqin happened to fall into a pot of orchids. The Changqin fell to the ground and was smashed by the flowerpot. Most importantly, Ning Ding's hand was also crushed. It was injured, and there was a not short cut on the finger.

Gan Ziyue helped Ning Ding up, only to find that his hand was injured, and the injury was not serious, "Your hand!"

Originally, Ruyu's slender and beautiful finger had a long cut, and it was quite deep. The blood was mixed with mud, and the wound was grim, and there was also on the back of the hand.

Gan Ziyue's complexion changed, and he quickly wiped off the blood around the wound with a handkerchief. He didn't dare to move too much. He was so anxious that he, who was not injured, was even uglier than Ning Ding's face.

"Chu You, hurry up and fetch some water."

On the contrary, Ning Ding's slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed, comforting Gan Ziyue: "Don't worry, it's not too serious."

Why not serious?

This is Ning Ding's hand playing the piano, and it's still his right hand.

Gan Ziyue's handkerchief was stained with water, and with a solemn face, he wiped off all the dirt and dirt on Ning Ding's wound, then sprinkled the wound with medicinal powder, changed into a clean handkerchief, and bandaged it up.

The red blood soon soaked into the handkerchief, and Gan Ziyue said to Chu You, "Go and call a doctor."

Ning Ding stopped him and said, "No need, I called the doctor, and the medicine is also given. Hold it down for a while, and the bleeding will stop."

Ning Ding pressed his finger, Gan Ziyue helped him press the wound on the back of his hand, Gan Zi blamed himself, "It's all me, if you didn't protect me, you wouldn't be hurt like this."

The more Gan Zi looked at Ning Ding's wounds, the more willing he was to be hurt.

Ning Ding smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't hurt you. With me, I can't let you get hurt."

"Besides, I only hurt my hand. If you hurt your face, it won't be good."

At this time, Gan Ziyue wanted to hold Ning Ding's wound, and the two of them were very close. Ning Ding's breath hit Gan Ziyue's neck when he was talking, and the sound near his ears seemed to be soaked in the sound of the piano. Meant to appease.

The more Ganzi raised his eyes, he saw Ning Ding was looking at him, his eyes were no longer alienated, but also comforting, the black eyes focused, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

Ning Ding smiled slightly at Gan Ziyue: "Look, isn't the blood bleeding?"

Gan Zi Yue pursed her lips, then lowered her head to rearrange and bandage the blood-stained handkerchief.

"And the back, isn't it also hurt?" Because when Ning Ding moved just now, he couldn't help hissing, so he must have been hurt too.

Ning Ding pressed Gan Ziyue's hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

Gan Ziyue saw the flash of uneasiness on Ning Ding's face, and suddenly realized that this is the Nanfeng Pavilion, and Ning Ding...

Not only are there defenses for men and women, men and women also have to pay attention.

Ganzi withdrew his hand more, and shifted his gaze to the side uncomfortably, but still worried about Ningding, and looked over after a while.

Ning Ding's uneasiness was only fleeting, and now he was generous and natural, and Gan Ziyue suspected that he was underestimated, but after all, something strange happened in his heart, and he didn't feel too embarrassed to stare at him.

Ning Ding finally took off his clothes slowly with one left hand, Gan Ziyue still looked behind him, Ning Ding's skin was also like the color of jade, and on such skin, the large bruises on his back and waist It becomes even more frightening.

Looking at it, Gan Zi took a deep breath. At this moment, the uneasiness he felt just now was forgotten, and he took the ointment and said to Ning Ding, "I'll give you the medicine."

Ning Ding said, "Okay, thank you."

Ning Ding lay down on the bed, Gan Ziyue dipped the ointment on Ning Ding, hesitated and said: "Knead it, it will be ready soon."

Ning Ding: "Okay, it doesn't hurt, you don't have to be so careful."

But even though he said it didn't hurt, when Gan Ziyue rubbed his hands, he still felt Ning Ding's sudden tension, although he immediately relaxed, Gan Ziyue pursed his lips, feeling even more guilty in his heart.

Ning Ding also seemed to know what Gan Ziyue was thinking, he said: "Don't think too much, it was because there was water on the floor in my house that you slipped and fell, it should be that Xi'er was careless and didn't wipe it dry, and almost fell you, I should apologize to you."

Gan Ziyue said: "No, it's because of me that you got hurt."

Ning Ding: "Okay, then we won't talk about it, and we won't think too much about it. It will be fine in a few days."

Gan Ziyue gave a low hum, then lowered his head to rub the ointment for Ning Ding. Ning Ding looked a little thin, but in fact his muscles were soft and thin, and he was very beautiful. The people there give people a kind of unspoken beauty shock and temptation.

The more Ganzi looked at it, the more he remembered the uncomfortable feeling before, and even his cheeks became inexplicably hot, he only dared to stare at the wound, and didn't dare to look elsewhere, frowning, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Gan Ziyue didn't know that the posture and angle of Ning Ding's back and waist lying there, and even the slight ups and downs of his breathing, were all deliberately designed.

When Gan Ziyue finally said: "Okay." Ning Ding slowly put on his clothes again, but he couldn't do it with one hand, so Gan Ziyue stretched out his hand to help someone tidy up the clothes.

The young man's body was slightly lower than Ning Ding's by half a finger, and at this time his head was slightly lowered, Ning Ding opened his arms slightly, and at first glance it seemed that the two were hugging.

At this time, Gan Ziyue had lost the embarrassment just now, and regained his magnanimity. Even Ning Ding's shallow breathing on his face made him uncomfortable, and the fresh breath of Ning Ding's body also surrounded him too much. tight.

After tidying up Ning Ding's clothes, Gan Ziyue immediately took half a step back, unconsciously impatient.

"All right."

Gan Ziyue told Ning Ding to sit down and not to move around. He went to the mess just now and picked up Ning Ding's Changqin.

Knowing how much Ning Ding cherished his qin, Gan Zi used his sleeve to wipe off the mud on Ning Ding's qin, but now he found that there was a crack on the qin.

Gan Ziyue stood in front of Ning Ding with his head down as if he had made a mistake. Today, Ning Ding really suffered a great loss.

Ning Ding looked at the crack on the violin, and felt distressed in his eyes, but he quickly said to Gan Ziyue: "It's okay, this violin is not very good, I can just change it."

But every time he played the piano, Gan Ziyue could see how much Ning Ding loved and cherished it, when Xi'er came back, Ning Ding said to Gan Ziyue: "It's okay, you go back, don't worry about today's matter. "

Xi'er was already surprised and asked, "What's the matter?" Ning Ding stopped him with a look, and Ning Ding said to Gan Ziyue again: "With Xi'er here, you can take care of me, don't worry about me."

Gan Ziyue picked up Ningding's Qin and said, "I'll take it away first, and find someone to repair it."

Seeing that Ganzi felt uncomfortable if he didn't do something, Ning Ding didn't stop him.

Xi'er sent Gan Ziyue back, and before she could ask why Ning Ding was injured like this, she saw that Ning Ding had untied the bandaged handkerchief and was wiping off the thick powder.

And after wiping off the medicine powder, she packed it back again, Xi'er glanced at the medicine bottle on the table next to her, it was a good medicine for wounds, Xi'er wondered, "Brother Ning? What are you doing here? No medicine meeting It’s okay, it’s slow, and it may leave scars.”

Ning Ding's hands are extremely beautiful, but there should be no scars.

But Ning Ding only hummed, and still slowly wrapped the handkerchief back.

Xi'er said, "I'll give you medicine."

Ning Ding said, "No need. You go and deliver that plate of dim sum to Mr. Gan."

"Come back and wipe off that part of the floor." Ning Ding pointed to the place where Gan Zi Yue accidentally slipped and fell.