The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Yan Shuyang quickly noticed Zhuo Qian's gaze, he looked down and saw the red mark on his arm, a trace of panic flashed in his originally calm expression.

He lowered his sleeves and quietly covered up the red marks.

Zhuo Qian withdrew his gaze, thought for a while and asked: "Are you okay?"

The wounds from the whipping are easy to leave scars, and Yan Shuyang doesn't seem to care about it, and let the wounds heal slowly.

Yan Shuyang walked up to Zhuo Qian, and smiled indifferently: "There is no big problem except the pain, otherwise I wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to you."

Zhuo Qian let out a sigh, and said again: "If you have a chance, you should go see a doctor. It's not good to leave a scar in such a conspicuous place."

Yan Shuyang asked: "Are you with me?"

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Yan Shuyang seemed to have guessed that Zhuo Qian would have such a reaction, and he was not angry. Instead, he said rather complainingly: "You even accompanied Jia Lan to the bathroom this morning. Why don't you go to the doctor with me?"

Zhuo Qian wondered if you and Shen Jialan could be the same?If Shen Jialan needs to go to the hospital, don't let him accompany him, just let him carry Shen Jialan to the hospital.

But of course I couldn't say this, but Zhuo Qian still refused bluntly: "You have so many friends, just find one to accompany you, I don't have that much time to spare."

Yan Shuyang pursed his lips and stared at Zhuo Qian with resentful eyes.

Zhuo Qian couldn't bear Yan Shuyang's eyes, turned around and was about to go to the cubicle.

Yan Shuyang suddenly said behind him: "I found that you have really changed a lot."

Zhuo Qian was almost staggered by this sudden sentence, he never acted according to the character of the original owner, and it is not impossible for someone with a heart to find out that this body has changed its core...

Fortunately, things did not develop in the direction he was worried about. Yan Shuyang said with a smile: "To tell the truth, the you in the past really made me very troubled. We have no common circle, and we have no common topics. We are often awkward when we are together. , and you make me feel very tense, like going back to the time when I was socializing with my mother, I had to pretend to be myself, and I became less and less like myself."

Speaking of the latter, Yan Shuyang's tone was in a daze, as if even he didn't know why he had these thoughts and why he became like this.

At first Zhuo Qian didn't want to talk to Yan Shuyang, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but said: "I don't know what you have experienced since childhood, but I think part of your psychological burden comes from yourself, since you don't want to keep pretending, Then let yourself relax in occasions where you don’t need to put on an act, the mask will become part of your face if you wear it for a long time, and your psychological burden will become an inseparable part of your life if you carry it for a long time.”

Yan Shuyang looked into Zhuo Qian's eyes in a daze, his expression froze slightly, and the smile froze on his face.

Zhuo Qian still said the same thing: "Don't force yourself to laugh if you don't want to laugh."

Yan Shuyang asked abruptly, "Do you know about my family?"

"I've heard of some, but I'm not very clear about it." Zhuo Qian said, shrugging his shoulders, "I just remember that you didn't live very well when you were young."

Yan Shuyang pursed his lips, staring straight at Zhuo Qian.

Zhuo Qian said: "Actually, I have experienced many unsatisfactory things since I was young. You never heard me mention my parents, right? Because they are long gone."

Although he had parents before, there was no difference between his parents being present or not except providing him with living security. They even cut off his source of income when he was just an adult, and his university tuition and living expenses were all paid. I earned it with my own hands.

Apparently the original owner hid this matter very well, even Yan Shuyang didn't know about it, he immediately showed a surprised expression after hearing Zhuo Qian's words.

"There are too few people who can be smooth sailing all their lives. Almost everyone will encounter big and small setbacks. What can we do? This is a fucking world." Zhuo Qian said, "I have never experienced your life, nor There is no big reason, but you live your own life. When others treat you badly, treat yourself better. Now you are not yet an adult and have not stepped into society. When you become an adult and step into the society After entering the society, you will find—”

Yan Shuyang asked: "What did you find?"

Zhuo Qian grinned and laughed with utter malice: "You will find that this world is more fucked up, and you may live a more miserable life."

Yan Shuyang: "..."

Seeing Yan Shuyang's foolish look, Zhuo Qian laughed happily.

Yan Shuyang seemed to be infected by Zhuo Qian's laughter, and he also showed a bitter expression, he nodded: "You are right."

Afterwards, he said something wrong: "If you were like this before, maybe I would have liked you a long time ago."

Zhuo Qian's laughter stopped abruptly, and his expression was frozen at the most frightening moment.

Yan Shuyang was amused by Zhuo Qian's exaggerated reaction: "Hahaha, I'm just joking."

Zhuo Qian heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before the breath was completely relaxed, Yan Shuyang suddenly took the sentence: "Do you think I will say that?"

Zhuo Qian: "...Isn't it?"

"No." Yan Shuyang smiled and shook his head, but his tone was serious, "I'm not a person who likes to joke."

Zhuo Qian slowly tasted some flavors, and he smiled along with him: "It seems that I have to be thankful that the previous me is not the present me."

Hearing this, Yan Shuyang wanted to say something, but he heard the sound of the door opening next to him—someone came in.

Yan Shuyang immediately shut his mouth.

From the corner of his eye, Zhuo Qian noticed that the person who came in was a boy from Class 1, so he turned and walked into the cubicle.

When he finished his convenience and came out of the cubicle, Yan Shuyang and the boy from Class 1 were gone.

Back at the seats in the restaurant, Qiao Jie and the others had finished their meal and were waiting for him while chatting.

Then the group returned to the room, ready to take a nap and go downstairs to soak in the hot spring.

Zhuo Qian sent Shen Jialan a WeChat message saying that he had returned to his room, but Shen Jialan never replied.

Zhuo Qian lay on the bed, just staring at the phone and waiting for Shen Jialan's reply, who knew that it took a long time to wait, and finally he fell asleep unknowingly.

When he was drowsy, he seemed to hear someone knocking on the door. He wanted to go to open the door, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He could only listen to Luo Ze's footsteps to open the door.

Not knowing who was the person outside the door, Luoze chatted with that person in a low voice for a while, and then came back to pack his things. Although Luoze was light enough, he still made some noises intermittently.

The sound lasted for a while before disappearing.

Zhuo Qian felt that he had slept for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had been stained with a dark blue, with a few stars looming in the sky.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and all the furniture and furnishings were shrouded in a thick darkness.

Zhuo Qian blinked blankly, barely able to see the layout of the room, the room was extremely quiet, only the sound of the heater flowing in the air.

I don't know where Luo Ze went.

Zhuo Qian was about to get up, but found that he was covered with a blanket at some point. He lifted the blanket and was about to sit up, but he didn't know that a hand came from behind, and then a warm chest pressed against his back .

Someone sleeping behind him? !

Realizing this, Zhuo Qian was so frightened that he was almost dumbfounded, he hurriedly turned around to push that person, but his hand was grabbed.

The man leaned over, put half of his body weight on Zhuo Qian, and kissed Zhuo Qian on the mouth.

"Hey, don't make trouble." The familiar voice said to Zhuo Qian, "Let me sleep for a while."

Zhuo Qian became quiet instantly, like a cat being stroked: "Shen Jialan?"

"En." Shen Jialan seemed to be extremely tired, only made a nasal sound, and then buried his face in Zhuo Qian's neck, as if he fell asleep again.

Zhuo Qian didn't move, he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, he opened his round eyes and stared at the ceiling immersed in the darkness, like a person whose acupuncture points have been tapped.

His thoughts were mixed.

When did Shen Jialan come?Where did Luo Ze go?Will they be seen by Luo Ze who will come back later when they hug each other like this?

Hold……

Shen Jialan's breath was so hot that his neck was almost on fire.

In the darkness, Zhuo Qian couldn't see too many things clearly, but his sensory world became particularly clear at this moment, and his sense of touch and hearing were infinitely magnified at this moment.

Not only Shen Jialan's breathing made him feel hot, but even Shen Jialan's hands around his waist seemed to be transmitting hot temperatures, and those temperatures turned into balls of flames in his body, rushing towards a certain direction.

I don't know if it's because the heater in the room is turned on enough, Zhuo Qian is getting hotter and hotter, even a little dry mouth.

However, what made him most desperate was that he slowly noticed some changes in his body.

The change is becoming more and more obvious...

Zhuo Qian wanted to reach out to touch him a little bit, but Shen Jialan was holding his whole body in his arms, if he moved a little, Shen Jialan could feel it.

He couldn't touch it in front of Shen Jialan.

Zhuo Qian had no choice but to endure it forcefully. He endured it for a long time, but the heat concentrated in that place not only did not disappear, but became more vigorous.

Finally, Zhuo Qian couldn't bear it anymore, and gently pushed Shen Jialan's head buried in his neck: "You, let me go first."

Shen Jialan was so unhappy that he didn't even open his eyes, his head was arched in the hollow of his neck, and his hands hugged him tighter: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Qian's body was stiff, and his tone was awkward: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Shen Jialan was very reluctant, but after a while, he still let him go.

Zhuo Qian seemed to be pardoned, he got up from the bed with hands and feet, and almost fled into the bathroom.

Shen Jialan was buried in the quilt, his long and narrow eyes were covered by his messy hair, but if you look carefully, you can find that his eyes are open, staring intently at the closed bathroom door.

Zhuo Qian locked the door, turned on the faucet of the sink, and the sound of splashing water immediately filled the entire bathroom.

He sat on the toilet, his cheeks were flushed with shame, he struggled for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his pants, and stretched his hands to the middle.

Although Zhuo Qian is very coquettish, he has no love experience at all, and the number of times he even solved it by himself is pitiful. The main reason is that his skills are really not good. The character was gone, and when I thought of these painful experiences later, I didn't even bother to think about solving it myself.

If this vicious circle continues, he can count the number of times he has solved it with two hands.