After dressing as the protagonist, he proves that he is an attacker

Under a simple European-style chandelier, Zhong Ling and Xie Yi sat opposite each other across the dining table.

There are several exquisite meals on the white tablecloth, and the silver lights are reflected on the white porcelain cups and plates, which looks like a galaxy composed of twinkling stars.

And the people sitting on both sides of the dining table seemed to be linked together by this invisible galaxy, as if they couldn't be separated.

Zhong Ling finished eating first, put down his chopsticks, took out his phone, and looked through it.

Still looking at Xie Yi from the corner of the eye from time to time, he clicked on the phone's contact interface, swipe it twice, then paused as if remembering something, and after clicking on the new contact interface, it stopped moving.

Just as Zhong Ling remembered, he didn't have Xie Yi's contact information.

Xie Yi's attitude towards him before was indifference and rejection, so Zhong Ling didn't ask for his contact information.

And since he and Xie Yi became neighbors, Zhong Ling could often see him gradually and forgot about it.

Xie Yi over there also finished eating, seeing Zhong Ling looking at his phone, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Xie Yi: "I..."

Zhong Ling: "I..."

Suddenly the two spoke at the same time.

Zhong Ling: "You speak first."

Xie Yi: "You should talk first."

At the same time tacitly let the other party speak first.

Zhong Ling smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, let me say first, I just wanted to say that we have known each other for so long, and I don't have Mr. Xie's phone number yet." He raised the phone in his hand and shook it, Continue to say: "Can you?"

Xie Yi was taken aback, nodded, and reported a series of numbers, which were his personal phone numbers.

After Zhong Ling typed in and dialed out, Xie Yi heard the phone ringing, so he got up and went to the sofa to pick it up.

Zhong Ling hung up at this moment, raised his finger to Xie Yi's cell phone and said, "This is my number, Mr. Xie keep it."

Xie Yi frowned when he heard Zhong Ling addressing him, as if Zhong Ling had been calling him "Mr. Xie" since he knew his name, which made Xie Yi always feel weird and a little uncomfortable.

After saving Zhong Ling's number, Xie Yi thought about it carefully and said to Zhong Ling: "Why do you keep calling me Mr. Xie?"

Zhong Ling smiled wryly, and asked Xie Yi: "Then what can I be called?" The current Xie Yi he wanted to call was absolutely impossible to accept.

Xie Yi was also taken aback when he heard the words, yes, then what should his name be?

Xie Yi thought for a second and said, "You can call me by my name."

Zhong Ling smiled: "The name is too blunt, I can't say it."

Xie Yi: ...

Without giving Xie Yi a chance to react, Zhong Ling said again: "Otherwise... I'd better call you Mr. Xie."

Xie Yi was speechless: Wouldn't it be awkward to call Mr. Xie? !

Zhong Ling laughed a few words satisfied, stood up, walked towards Xie Yi, stopped at an arm's length away from Xie Yi, lowered his head slightly, lowered his voice, and whispered two words: "Xie Yi .”

This was the first time Zhong Ling called Xie Yi's name, his voice was low, with a gentle and seductive taste, Xie Yi couldn't help feeling his ears burning, he looked away, and replied: "Yes."

Zhong Ling looked at Xie Yi's red ears and was surprised. Is Xie Yi shy?

In an instant, he had other thoughts, put his hands in his pockets, stared at Xie Yi's face, touched his cheek with his tongue twice, and then said helplessly: "Um...not good, it's still too blunt to call it that way." Do you want to change your name?"

Xie Yi looked at Zhong Ling again, but said nothing.

Zhong Ling moved closer again, and whispered in Xie Yi's ear: "Yi Bao, has anyone ever called you that?"

Before Zhong Ling could finish speaking, Xie Yi suddenly took two steps back, Tao Hua's eyes were wide open, and she looked at Zhong Ling in disbelief, apparently quite shocked.

That means no one called?

Zhong Ling straightened up and laughed softly, "Oh, Yibao, what are you doing hiding so far away?"

Zhong Ling's sharp red phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and the raised red lips were more vivid under the reflection of the light, and they opened and closed when they spoke, which was extremely seductive.

The words spoken are like the whispers of the devil, and a little carelessness can make people sink and cannot extricate themselves.

Xie Yi felt that his whole body was a little hot, he grabbed the hem of his clothes with his hands uncomfortably, and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhong Ling stood there with his head tilted and looked at Xie Yi, unconsciously twisting his hands in his trouser pockets, and stopped talking.

In the end, Xie Yi couldn't hold back, turned his back to Zhong Ling, and said, "You should call him Mr. Xie, it's too strange to be called this."

After Xie Yi carried her back, Zhong Ling saw that the back of Xie Yi's neck was also red, especially the skin on the cervical vertebra which was slightly protruding because of his thinness was even more red.

Xie Yi's skin is very fair, under the white light, the red skin is particularly obvious, a bit dazzling.

Zhong Ling saw that his eyes were flushed, his heart beat faster, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his hands in his pockets were suddenly clenched into fists, and he couldn't help but want to rush up and bite the red spot to leave marks.

Zhong Ling stared at Xie Yi's back and let out a long sigh of relief. After a while, he replied in a hoarse voice: "Strange? What's so strange, don't you like it?"

Of course Xie Yi didn't know what the state of the person behind him was like, at this moment he was already stunned by Zhong Ling's shameless statement.

How did Zhong Ling know that he liked it?

After thinking for a while, Xie Yi finally found a reason to refute Zhong Ling, "I'm older than you, and I don't like it when you call me that."

Hearing this, Zhong Ling took his hand out of his trouser pocket, raised his arm, stretched the fingers of his right hand and combed the broken hair covering his forehead to the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead.

Then Zhong Ling wrapped his palms around the back of his neck, squeezed it, and suddenly smiled, Danfeng squinted his eyes and looked Xie Yi up and down.

"Are you older than me? Where are you older than me?"

Xie Yi tilted his head and said, "I am older than you."

Zhong Ling: "???" What does it matter?

Zhong Ling put his arms down, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and asked casually, "Then how old are you?"

"29." Xie Yi fell into silence after answering, lowering his eyes, thinking that he will be 3 in 32 years, and he died at the age of 32 in his last life, I don't know if it will happen this time...

Zhong Ling said without hesitation: "I'm 26..." Zhong Ling paused for a moment, this was his age before wearing the book, and changed his words: "I'm 24, you are only five years older than me."

Xie Yi was in no mood to argue with Zhong Ling about who was the bigger problem, turned around and sat down on the beanbag sofa by the window, put his hands on his knees, slightly raised his head and looked at the lights of Wanjia outside. At a loss.

Although Xie Yi doesn't care about many things, it doesn't mean he doesn't feel pain or fear.

Probably because the death in the previous life was too painful, and he didn't want to experience it again.

Xie Yi put his chin on his arm, looking a little lonely.

Seeing that Xie Yi ignored him and left on his own, Zhong Ling followed, and Zhong Ling saw Xie Yi's movements and expressions clearly.

Zhong Ling didn't know what Xie Yi had thought of to become like this, but he could feel a layer of mist surrounding Xie Yi that was incompatible with this world.

From the first time he met Xie Yi, Zhong Ling had this feeling. Although this kind of mystery is really attractive, if you want to get close to him, you have to pay more.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ling frowned, all the previous thoughts and teasing disappeared, leaving only the loss and bewilderment emanating from the depths of his heart, he really didn't want to see such a fragile Xie Yi, but he also Do not know what to do.

So Zhong Ling walked up to Xie Yi, sat down at his feet, and looked out the window side by side with him.

Since you don't know what to do, just do what you want, accompany him, blend in with him, and let him know that he is not alone.

So Zhong Ling didn't say anything, just sat with Xie Yi for a long, long time.

It was so long that the lights outside were turned off, and Zhong Ling did not move.

It wasn't until Zhong Ling suddenly felt his shoulders sink that he came back to his senses, turned his head to the side for a glance, and saw the top of Xie Yi's hair. He didn't know when Xie Yi fell asleep.

Zhong Ling looked at the time, it was past 12 o'clock, no wonder.

It was so close that Zhong Ling could even smell the shampoo smell from Xie Yi's hair, a faint fragrance of grass and woods, I don't know what brand of shampoo it is, this smell is similar to Xie Yi's whole person, it is faint , but very charming.

At least Zhong Ling was fascinated.

Zhong Ling stared at Xie Yi's hair for a long time, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch it lightly.

Ah, so soft.

Zhong Ling sighed inwardly.

After touching it a few more times, Zhong Ling withdrew his hand reluctantly, for fear of waking Xie Yi up.

After a while, Zhong Ling stretched out his long arms and wrapped around Xie Yi's waist, making him lean even tighter.

Xie Yi seemed to be alarmed, and frowned. Just when Zhong Ling thought he was about to wake up, Xie Yi suddenly reached out and hugged Zhong Ling's waist, and rubbed his arms into Zhong Ling's arms. fell asleep.

Zhong Ling's body froze the moment Xie Yi hugged him, and before he could react at all, he was enveloped by the clearer fragrance of plants and trees.

But when Xie Yi writhed in his arms, Zhong Ling unexpectedly hardened shamefully.

Zhong Ling smiled wryly, this is really a sweet burden, but he is willing.

Zhong Ling was also reluctant to push Xie Yi away, just hugged him like this, looked at him, and waited for time to calm everything down.

In the middle of the night, the two people sitting and snuggling together in front of the clean French windows gave people an inexplicable feeling of tranquility.

Zhong Ling looked at the reflection of the two on the glass, slightly curled his lips, and smiled.

I really hope that time will stay at this moment, so that they can be together like this and never be separated.

The surrounding air was getting colder, Zhong Ling was worried that Xie Yi would catch a cold, so in this hugging position, he gently hugged Xie Yi and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

The bedroom was very dark without the lights on, but Zhong Ling didn't dare to turn it on, for fear of waking Xie Yi up, so taking advantage of the slight light outside, he moved to the side of the bed step by step, trying to put Xie Yi on the bed, but Xie Yi's arms around him were a bit awkward. It's tight, you can't loosen it at all, and you can't use too much force.

Zhong Ling had no choice but to sigh softly, and could only lie on the bed with Xie Yi, stretched out a hand to pull the quilt over, and covered it up.