The indescribable "I"

"I just went to—"

Yvette just wanted to tell the truth, but he couldn't help but pause.

He noticed the faint blue around the corners of Bai Jiu's eyes, which looked particularly glaring against the almost transparent skin color filtered by the moonlight.

Abroad, Bai Jiu’s incident with Nyarlathotep put a lot of psychological pressure on him. Although he didn’t say anything, Yvette actually understood that Bai Jiu hated the feeling of powerlessness in the face of being played with by God at that time. The same goes for successfully driving him away.

The power that is almost at the peak of human beings is nothing in front of the higher level species.

Bai Jiu hides a sensitive heart under her indifferent skin.

Yvette wanted to protect the thin chest instead, and a sudden attack would put a greater burden on it, he thought in his heart, and felt that he could tell a small, white lie.

So, he smiled and said, "I'm going to see the night scene."

"Night scene?" Bai Jiu asked very lightly, her hands behind her back were clenched suddenly, and her nails pierced into the flesh.

I don't know if I am with someone who I have known for a long time and is very special, I will have a special ability to distinguish whether there is any falsehood in his casual words.

Bai Jiu didn't know that this special ability existed between lovers, but he knew it very well.

— Yvette is lying.

For no reason, his heart, which had been planted with seeds, tightened for a moment.

The seeds of doubt for a while got the nourishment to germinate, quickly took root and germinated, and took root in the heart.Even Bai Jiu didn't think that Yvette was doing bad things behind his back, but just guessed that he had a little secret.

That was enough, enough of the twisted hint Nyarlathotep had cast to transform it into something else terrifying.

When you connect with the spirit of the Outer God for a period of time, you will be "polluted" by that kind.

This is something that a fragile heart cannot resist, nor can it resist. Bai Jiu can't help doubting and fearing, and he will think that this is his spontaneous behavior, completely from the heart.

The complete, three-cry Nighthawk, not missing a single bone, snickered secretly.

Bai Jiu also had his own secrets, for example, he subconsciously concealed the fact that Nyarlathotep had come to his dream.

"Yeah, brother, you know I don't need to sleep, it's so boring." In fact, it's not boring at all, Yvette automatically refuted himself in his heart, "So I went out for a walk, of course, I absolutely didn't let others see !"

Yvette blinked, pretended to be poor, and knocked on the window, "It's a bit cold, can I go in first?"

As he spoke, he flinched.

Fortunately, there was a small foothold outside the floor where he could stand. Otherwise, even if it was early morning, a large living person floating outside would be easily spotted.

Bai Jiu's eyes froze for a moment, she tilted her head, her slender hair slightly blurred his sharp and aggressive facial features.

His hair hasn't been cut for a long time, and the frequent magic factor will stimulate the body's physiological activities. In addition, the school is on holiday for a while, so no one checks it and ignores it. Now it is half-length and scattered on his shoulders.

For some reason he remained silent.

Yvette has been soaked in the cold dew in the early morning, waiting for a long time.

In fact, it is possible to sneak into the warm room without asking Bai Jiu's opinion at all, but he just thinks that he should be obedient. As far as Nyarlathotep said, he is like a loyal dog, and the owner can't see it.

But his master is right in front of him now, a good dog cannot act without authorization.

So they confronted each other for a long time through a window.

Just like the male and female protagonists in a certain movie scene, they often hide their full love quietly, and it is difficult to express it with their lips. At least this situation and the delicate faces of both parties are more in line with the setting.

Yvette himself was fine, but when he saw that the corners of Bai Jiu's lips were becoming whiter than blood, he decided to make some changes.

He slowly squatted down, cut off the roots of a small wild flower in the corner, and put his face on the glass flatteringly, "I'll give you a flower, and my brother will let me in if you accept it, okay?"

The hot air he poured covered the glass with a layer of white mist. Bai Jiu blinked slightly. Yvette was afraid that he would not see him, so he pulled up his sleeve and wiped the window again and again.

The early morning at the end of summer was a bit cold, and the fiery red wild flowers were still a little moist with dew. The flowers were lowly varieties that can be seen everywhere, but the hot color more or less melted Bai Jiu's frozen heart.

He felt that his unreasonably gloomy mood was better, so he smiled nonchalantly, "Okay, if this kind of flower can reach my hands, I will let you in."

"Ah."

Yvette agreed without hesitation, smiling extraordinarily brightly, which melted the ice in his heart even more.

Bai Jiu suddenly realized that he was making things difficult on purpose, sighed vaguely in his heart for a while, and decided to give up this inexplicable weird emotion and let him come in directly.

But before he opened the window, he was suddenly hugged into a warm embrace.Someone hugged him and rolled around on this small bed.

His sight stabilized, Bai Jiu was pressing Yvette on top of him, and the waist-length hair of the other party lost some kind of restraint, scattered unscrupulously around his neck, and covered the white bed charmingly.

Their hair was tangled together, and Bai Jiu could feel the warm breath, which made his heart skip a beat.

The culprit leaned on him and smiled triumphantly: "Brother, you allowed me to come in, but you didn't say you can't cheat."

The windows and doors were wide open, the night wind blew violently against the curtains, and the moonlight slipped in in large areas.

"Of course, don't forget your flowers." Yvette didn't seem to see Bai Jiu's murderous eyes, and put the flowers in his hair nonchalantly, a bit like a molesting hooligan.

What is more beautiful than the begonias at the temples is the beauty's charming face. There is a touch of blood around Bai Jiu's mouth, like a blood-stained white rose, and between the downcast eyes, the slender eyelashes cast a deep shadow.

"understood."

He sneered slightly.

Yvette was stunned for a moment by his appearance, and then received a shock in his abdomen, and he made an exaggerated "ow" and rolled under the bed.

Bai Jiu retracted the foot that kicked the person expressionlessly, and lay down slowly, just as she was about to pull up the quilt.

His ankles were held.

Bai Jiu's body froze, facing the wall in the bed, adding a few half-moon-shaped pinch marks to the palms, and a complaining voice slowly came from behind: "Brother, your feet are so cold!"

"Then you can let go." His answer was like ice, but Yvette said with confidence: "Don't!"

"I'll warm my brother up." He lowered his head, grasped his slender and fragile ankle, and slowly moved it down, following the dark blue veins on the back of his foot, as if he wanted to sort out the messy and continuous blood vessels for him little by little.

Bai Jiu's body temperature has always been very low, not to mention that he stood by the window with bare feet for a long time, showing a sick color like fresh snow, wanting to be kissed and licked involuntarily.

Bai Jiu bit her lip unconsciously, her expression was fierce on purpose, but her toes shrank slightly.

The fiery red wildflowers in the hair have gone through several violent shocks, and have already landed on the bed sheet, and he pressed them under it, crushing out a little bit of flower juice, and the crushed petals scattered around the bed sheet, and little bits of red fell on the white snow. On the bed sheet, like a messy and ambiguous hint.

But in fact, nothing happened. Yvette really used his simulated human body temperature to warm his feet, but Bai Jiu was always sensitive to contact intimate movements, and the arches of his feet stretched.

His forehead was swollen, and the sudden pain flowed through his limbs, and he swallowed a muffled moan with difficulty.

Immediately afterwards, his face changed, becoming even uglier after soaking in ice water.

"Okay, let go." Bai Jiu was silent for a long time in this ambiguous atmosphere, his voice became a little hoarse, he tried his best to break free, and Yvette let go obediently.

He climbed onto the bed like a meandering and boneless snake, and wanted to encircle Bai Jiu with his soft snake body, but he found something unusual about Bai Jiu while smiling half a smile.

All his movements stopped, and his face even became uglier than Bai Jiu's.

"Brother! What's wrong with you?" He asked in panic and helplessness, "Did I hurt you?"

Bai Jiu just panted violently, the cold sweat wet his hair and stuck to his face.The phantom pain gnawing at the bone marrow hit him in an instant, more violent than ever.

It was as if a devil's hand was tightly clutching his heart, and the black nails were digging fiercely. Bai Jiu felt that the skin touched by Yvette felt like it had been hit by a hot whip several times, and had been burned by the fire. as painful.

The hallucination brought out all the bad things in his past, the laughing man, the ax shaking up and down, the child's face distorted by fear, and a game called "love".

Killing intent was soaked in Bai Jiu's wet eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and for a moment he wanted to grab that man desperately, and then cut him into pieces with his own hands.

This damn-

Mental imprint, he had had enough.

But after a while, he suddenly felt that it was all useless work.

Well, this is not a matter of killing a person. He feels that reshaping his soul is enough to alleviate this pain, but the most important thing right now is to solve it.

In a trance, his pupils rested on Yvette's forehead laxly, and asked in an ethereal tone: "Yvette, what did you think of me just now?"

—Any idea?

Yvette only knew Bai Jiu's condition through his forehead. He felt a bit of bitterness on the tip of his tongue, like the aftertaste of absinthe, lingering in his mouth.

So, he went against his own heart and said, "It's just a normal intimacy, no, I don't have any thoughts, really, I swear."

He noticed that he was a little incoherent, as if he was caught by something, and he was so sad. He was obviously not a human being, so he would not feel this way, or his core was composed of a part of the human soul.

Bai Jiu's skin is very fragile, and it is easy to get little red marks, like red roses blooming in a snow field, together with the wild flower juice on the white sheet, this is some kind of indistinguishable evidence of crime.

But Bai Jiu was like a criminal who had bribed the judges. He knew that the judge who tried him would rule him innocent, relying on this connivance.

So, he was clearly aware of his crimes, but he hinted to himself even more, blinded his heart, as if nothing really happened, blatantly ignored these criminal evidences, and slipped out of the court.

Yvette's obedience became his greatest advantage.

He took a step back, took a deep breath, and the pain that tormented him left as quickly as when it came.

Bai Jiu blinked slightly, a little saline was squeezed out, rubbing the red marks at the end of the eyes.

"Okay, I think I have nothing to do now." Bai Jiu said lightly, "But I might think I need to take a shower, that's all."

He got down, and the bed rocked slightly, leaving Yvette alone.

Amidst the sound of running water in the bathroom, he lowered his head and covered himself with a quilt, and buried his whole face in it, not knowing what kind of expression he had on his face at the moment.

However, Yvette secretly said to himself in a very low voice: "I like my brother the most, just like him."

It's not inferior to love, it's just another form.

The rhythmic sound of running water in the bathroom seemed to pause for a moment, and then continued as before.

The author has something to say: in the middle of the writing, the more and more the writing is getting rougher, I can even think that they can kiss and have sex (in fact, they did).

Let me explain, that is, Bai Jiu's heart was a little moved, even he knew it was love, and then he had to deceive himself hhhhh, you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.