Unbearable

It's really hopeless, this was the first thought in Ji Zhonghan's mind.

Can't save refers to himself, he is always soft-hearted towards Feng Qi, such as now.

Ji Zhonghan is most afraid of Feng Qi crying, as long as Feng Qi cries, he is like an ant in a hot pot, extremely anxious.

Just like a trained habit, whenever Feng Qi sheds tears, Ji Zhonghan has to beg for mercy.

Often at this time, Ji Zhonghan is like an elder brother.

He reached out and touched Feng Qi's face, it was very hot, and the bridge of Feng Qi's nose was wet and fell into his palm.

Ji Zhonghan's hands trembled slightly, he didn't dare to force Feng Qi any more, but bent down, trying to put Feng Qi into his arms.

"I don't like her." Ji Zhonghan said.

Feng Qi buried her face deeply in his hands, every breath was ironed into every line of Ji Zhonghan's palm.

Because the feeling is so clear that he can clearly know every time Feng Qi exhales lightly.

At this time, Feng Qi is like a bird that can only rely on Ji Zhonghan's palm to hide from the rain.

This description is very weird, but it fits the present very well.

Probably because of Feng Qi's fragile posture, people feel a sense of guilt out of thin air, for fear that if he doesn't pay attention, Feng Qi will be hurt and sad.

Ji Zhonghan closed his eyes, and put his other hand around Feng Qi: "Don't cry."

Feng Qi didn't speak, Ji Zhonghan coaxed him in a low voice, wanted him to take a bath, and asked him if he wanted to sleep together at night.

In the past, after Feng Qi was imprisoned or punished by Feng Xinglu, Ji Zhonghan would always accompany Feng Qi for a long time.

These companionships naturally include sleeping.

When sleeping, Feng Qi likes to hug Ji Zhonghan from behind, hugging him very clingly, as if Ji Zhonghan is a very huggable large doll, and every inch of the design fits Feng Qi's needs.

Ji Zhonghan doesn't dislike this feeling of being fully depended on and needed by others, and it can even be said that he likes it.

This made him feel that he was very important to Feng Qi and irreplaceable.

After Feng Qi nodded in his palm, Ji Zhonghan got up and took out Feng Qi's clothes from the closet.

There are a lot of Qi Qi's clothes in the closet, because this person often spends the night at his house.

Feng Qi took a quick shower, and as soon as Ji Zhonghan's hair was dried, Feng Qi came out.

He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of sports shorts, and there were still drops of water on his body after bathing.

Ji Zhonghan wanted him to dry off before putting on his clothes, but seeing him looking drunk and depressed, it was hard to say too much.

After Feng Qi came out, he fell directly on Ji Zhonghan's bed and curled up in an insecure position.Feng Qi liked to sleep like this since he was a child, unlike Ji Zhonghan who always lay on his back and put his hands on his abdomen properly, so he could fall asleep peacefully.

Ji Zhonghan turned off the lights carefully, leaving only the lamp on the bedside table.

Feng Qi had already wrapped up the quilt, and the exposed face, the corners of the eyes were still red, as if swollen from crying.

Ji Zhonghan wanted to touch the corner of Feng Qi's eyes again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand in front of the person, Feng Qi held it squarely.

Feng Qi closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Go to sleep."

Ji Zhonghan said he got it, and tried to pull his hand back.Twitched, didn't twitch.He had no choice but to lie on the other side of the bed in the position where his hands were being held, and lay face to face with Qi Qi.

In the dim light, he could clearly see the lines on Feng Qi's face, it was perfect, no wonder so many girls were crazy about him.

Ji Zhonghan heard no less than dozens of crazy behaviors by the girl chasing after her relatives.

He made phone calls to harass him, followed him to the door of his house, used pens were often stolen, and the worst thing was to steal his school uniform jacket.

Later, with Feng Qi's frequent fights, these excessive behaviors gradually disappeared.

I don't know if Feng Qi's violent side is being revealed, making those girls feel scared.

At this time, Feng Qi's eyelashes trembled, and they were suddenly lifted, and Ji Zhonghan was caught looking at him.

The night wind gently lifted the curtains, and the shadow was dragged onto the bed by the bedside lamp.

In the flickering field of vision, Feng Qi's vision was extremely deep and dark, as if trying to completely envelop him.

An unknown atmosphere gradually rose.

The air seems to be a little thinner, and all perceptions are magnified.

It's obviously the same kind of shower gel, so why does Feng Qi smell different from him?

The unique smell flowed in the air, and there seemed to be an invisible hand, gathering the breath at the tip of Ji Zhonghan's nose.

Feng Qi grabbed his hand, shook it vigorously, and squeezed Ji Zhonghan's fingers into his palm.

Inexplicably, Ji Zhonghan suddenly remembered that Feng Qi had his back turned to him in the bathroom, and his hands moved quickly in front of him.

Is this the one holding his hand?

Feng Qi let go of him at this moment, and before Ji Zhonghan could breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Qi hugged him firmly around his waist, dragged him in front of him, and buried his face in Ji Zhonghan's chest.

Ji Zhonghan's heartbeat should be very fast, because he felt that his neck and earlobes were gradually heating up, and it became difficult to breathe.

Feng Qi's hand was placed on his back waist, but not only.

He grabbed the vest that Ji Zhonghan wore to sleep, kept kneading it, and then let it go suddenly.

The second Ji Zhonghan relaxed his vigilance, his hands got into his clothes, and his hot palms pressed tightly against Ji Zhonghan's lower back.

Ji Zhonghan belatedly felt an unknown sense of crisis, he was a little afraid of his current relatives.

Feng Qi's breath hit Ji Zhonghan's vest heavily, and the air passed through the thin fabric and landed on Ji Zhonghan's chest.

This weird numbness made his whole body tremble, his toes curled up, and his fingertips were wet.

Ji Zhonghan tried to call Feng Qi's name, and when he opened his mouth, his voice came out.

It was out of tune panting and moaning, which shocked Ji Zhonghan into a cold sweat.

He pushed Feng Qi away violently, and the other party was easily pushed away by him.

Under the light was Feng Qi's sleepy face with closed eyelashes.

The hand that had penetrated into his clothes fell to the side without any strength.

Including the beginning to take shape, already a man's physique, also clearly appeared in front of Ji Zhonghan's eyes.

Ji Zhonghan lifted the quilt and fled out of bed quickly. He didn't dare to go to the bathroom in the bedroom, but hid in the bathroom on the first floor.

Ji Zhonghan turned on the faucet and washed his face thoroughly in the sound of water.

He didn't even dare to look at himself in the mirror, but stubbornly washed his face over and over until his body heat and rapid heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

Ji Zhonghan wiped off the water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

He whispered, "Impossible."

Impossible.

How could he treat his best friend, dearest brother, what he shouldn't have...

Ji Zhonghan shook his head, he touched his still warm neck and sat on the edge of the bathtub.

After sitting quietly for a while, he tentatively held himself through his clothes, thinking of Feng Qi's face and the pictures he had just seen in his mind.

Fortunately for him, his body didn't react, and the place was quiet, as if mocking Ji Zhonghan's fuss.

Ji Zhonghan breathed a sigh of relief, washed his hands with relief, and then came out of the bathroom.

But looking at the stairs leading to the second floor, Ji Zhonghan chose to sleep in the guest bedroom downstairs.

After all, he and Feng Qi are both adults, and they can't hug and sleep like they did when they were children.

It's time for Feng Qi to grow up, stop crying and crawling into his bed.