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"Why are you so stupid? Is the milk cold?" Cen Baiyan touched the * bottle, frowned and said, "Why did it get cold so fast? I covered it all the way here."

"No," Xuan Zhao smiled, "it's still hot."

"Then drink it quickly, it will be cold in a while," Cen Baiyan stood in front of Xuanzhao to shield him from the wind, with a bottle of milk in his windbreaker, "I still have a bottle here, if you have bad legs, you need to supplement more calcium."

Xuan Zhao: "."

How would he let Cen Baiyan know that this kind of junk food with excessive additives and pigments cannot supplement calcium.

The overly sweet taste of strawberry-flavored milk still lingers on the tip of his tongue, stimulating Xuan Zhao's taste buds, and he subconsciously feels nauseated.

During the reconstruction period, Xuanzhao supplemented a lot of calcium, and drank high-quality imported milk that had been strictly sterilized, which was mellow and not sweet.Milk mixed with a lot of saccharin is too unfamiliar to Xuan Zhao. He is a person who hates sugar very much, but when he suddenly comes into contact with such a sweet and greasy taste, he has both physical and psychological resistance.

"Bo Yan," Xuan Zhao swallowed the discomfort rising in his throat, "I can just drink some water."

"What water to drink? It's winter, it's so cold." Cen Baiyan shook the pink milk bottle in his arms like offering a treasure, "Didn't you say you like sweet ones last time? I picked the best one for you." Sweet."

His ending sound rose slightly, and there was a slight look of anticipation between his brows and eyes, just waiting for Xuan Zhao to praise him for his thoughtfulness.

last time?When was the last time?

Xuan Zhao was startled for a moment, and after two seconds of reaction, he suddenly remembered that there really seemed to be such a thing.

Cen Baiyan ordered takeaway for him once, bought red bean paste buns and sweet porridge, but Xuan Zhao lied to Cen Baiyan that he liked it very much and ate them all.

In fact, Xuan Zhao just tasted a little and threw it away.

He told Cen Baiyan countless lies, and this was just the most insignificant lie among them, which even he couldn't remember, but Cen Baiyan remembered it clearly.

"Don't you like it?" Seeing that Xuan Zhao didn't respond for a long time, Cen Baiyan frowned and said softly, "I knew that I would take the chocolate flavor, and the boss said it was the best seller."

"I like it," Xuan Zhao interrupted him with a smile, "It's delicious, thank you Bo Yan."

Cen Baiyan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and urged, "Hurry up and drink a few more sips while it's hot."

Xuan Zhao lowered his head and took a sip from the plastic straw. The overly sticky taste of saccharin quickly spread in his mouth, as if a ball of cotton soaked in sugar water was forcibly stuffed into his mouth, and the swollen ball was squeezed against his throat. , can't swallow and can't spit it out.

Xuan Zhao's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his brows twitched slightly—in fact, his frowning movements were so subtle that they were barely noticeable, but Cen Baiyan's attention was all on Xuan Zhao, and he keenly captured the repulsion shown by Xuan Zhao. Suddenly a thought came to mind: Does he really like it?

Or is there something else I did not do well, did it make him unhappy?

As soon as this idea came up, Cen Baiyan was immediately shocked, thinking when did I become so hypocritical, like a little girl who turned back to a date.

He shivered for a while, and Xuan Zhao thought that Cen Baiyan was cold, so he held the warm milk bottle and handed it in front of Cen Baiyan: "Here."

Cen Baiyan's heart skipped a beat. It was the straw that Xuan Zhao had used.

"It's hot, warm and warm." Xuan Zhao said.

Cen Baiyan stared at Xuan Zhao's face, lowered his head and held the straw in Xuan Zhao's hand, and felt the sweetness of the strawberry milk in the bottle before he tasted it.

Hold!How sweet!

Cen Baiyan's eyes slowly moved to Xuan Zhao's pale lips, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Xuan Zhao was a little uncomfortable being watched by Cen Baiyan, he tilted his head and pursed his lips, his ears turned red.

Cen Baiyan touched the mouth of the straw with the tip of his tongue on this cripple, thinking how could he handle me so well.

The pale pink strawberry milk was sucked into his mouth along the translucent straw, and Cen Baiyan frowned. The taste was not too sweet, much worse than the straw.

As soon as this idea came up, Cen Baiyan felt a chill from himself again, and then he sighed silently in his heart, he was really pinched to death by this little cripple!

"You take it, I'm not thirsty anymore." Xuan Zhao tried to squeeze the milk to Cen Baiyan.

"No, take another sip." Cen Baiyan grabbed Xuanzhao's wrist forcefully, and pushed the bottle back, "This taste is not very good, just take another sip, hurry up."

"." Xuan Zhao felt that he would have to vomit after taking another sip, so he declined, "I can't drink any more."

"Take another sip," Cen Baiyan insisted unexpectedly, almost forcing the straw into Xuanzhao's lips, "Just one sip."

Xuan Zhao couldn't push it away, so he looked up at Cen Baiyan helplessly.

He still has a habit of licking his lips lightly with the tip of his tongue before drinking something, and then he squeezes the mouth of the straw.

Cen Boyan stared at Xuanzhao's lips without blinking, until he saw Xuanzhao's mouth was caught in the place where he had just touched his mouth. Suddenly, the blood all over his body screamed and rolled, and his heart was beating in his chest. non-stop.

This feeling is too strange, and it is also mixed with unspeakable secret pleasure. Cen Baiyan finally understands why male creatures in nature have the behavior of marking their belongings.

For him, Xuanzhao's use of the straw he used was a way for him to mark Xuanzhao, but it was not enough, far from enough.

Xuan Zhao noticed that Cen Baiyan's breathing was a little heavier, and raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Cen Baiyan stroked the inside of Xuan Zhao's wrist with his fingers, "Have another sip?"

"." Xuanzhao shook his head, "No, it's inconvenient to go to the bathroom outside, so drink less."

"Then remove this straw and let you play with it." Cen Baiyan looked at the water-stained mouth of the straw, "How is it?"

The air fell into silence, and Xuan Zhao's expression was a little stiff. Facing Cen Baiyan's eager gaze full of expectation, he was deliberating what to say, but he didn't know how to say it.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Cen Baiyan realized that he was indeed sick enough, so regretful that he wanted to bite his tongue, he quickly grabbed the milk bottle and threw it into the trash can: "It's okay, I was just joking."

"Well, I'm just listening and playing." Xuan Zhao pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

This cripple is so smart, I don't know if he heard something, Cen Baiyan's ears burned, and he grabbed Xuan Zhao's hand and put it in his pocket: "Let's go, I will take you somewhere."

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is it?"

Cen Boyan put a finger on his lips, made a "shh" gesture, and raised his chin: "Secret it first. The date is a bit mysterious, don't ask questions, it will spoil the atmosphere."

"Okay, remember." Xuan Zhao nodded, "It's very meaningful to learn."

"Hey, do you still have a notebook, which is specially used to write the love tricks you stole from me?" Cen Baiyan looked sideways at Xuan Zhao, and jokingly said, "When will you take it out and share it, let's make progress together .”

"That's not true." Xuan Zhao still had a steady look, turned his head to look at Cen Baiyan, smiled and said, "But I recorded your five failed love experiences, and used it as a negative lesson to remind myself."

"Fuck!" Cen Baiyan cursed with a smile, "I shouldn't be so fucking honest."

The courier was standing on the back street, no one passed by, a few steps ahead was an intersection, and that annoying brat came out from nowhere, holding a crooked Doraemon balloon , making faces at Cen Baiyan.

"." Xuan Zhao had never dealt with children before, and turned to Cen Baiyan, "Do you know each other?"

"You boy!" Cen Bai kept his words out of anger, pretending to hit him, "Isn't it arrogant to step on my shoes dirty? I'll beat you to the ground today!"

The bear kid yelled indiscriminately: "Beat someone, beat someone, adults beat children!"

Holding the balloon, he turned around and ran towards the road, just in time for a car to drive sideways, the harsh horn sounded suddenly, the child froze in place, dropped the balloon, and froze on the road in fright.

Cen Baiyan's pupils shrank, and his excellent reflexes allowed him to stride up immediately, but there was a figure faster than him——

Xuan Zhao didn't know where the strength came from, and he flew forward suddenly, throwing the frightened bear child to the ground, the two rolled forward twice out of inertia, and the harsh braking sound "hissed" It crossed the eardrum and stopped exactly where the child was standing just now.

"Xuan Zhao!"

Cen Baiyan's pupils trembled, his expression changed suddenly, and he rushed over with big strides.

The white short jacket on Xuanzhao's body was covered with some dust, but luckily nothing happened to him, the brat got out of his arms with its beard and tail, and he wore it a lot in winter, so he didn't knock or touch it, and he didn't know Feared, she sniffed and wiped her tears: "Balloon. I'm a balloon!"

"Are you okay?" Cen Baiyan's heart jumped almost to his throat, he knelt down and held Xuan Zhao's face, "Are you hurt?"

Xuanzhao's chest rose and fell slightly, he pushed Cen Baiyan away with his backhand, stood up slowly from the ground, looked down at the crying child with a clear and cold side face: "Didn't the adults teach you to look at the road when crossing the road?"

The child was obsessed with hanging on his balloon, and Doraemon was lucky, so he didn't fly away after letting go, and hung on the fire hydrant by the side of the road.

Xuan Zhao limped to the fire hydrant and took down the balloon. The child was overjoyed and stretched out his hand and said, "My balloon!"

Cen Baiyan stood up on his knees, inexplicably feeling that such a cold Xuanzhao was a little strange.

As the north wind whistled, Xuan Zhao slowly loosened his five fingers. The child raised his head and watched Doraemon with his mouth crooked flying higher and farther in sight.

Xuanzhao's expression was indifferent, a layer of frost formed in his eyes, and his tone was extremely severe: "Do you understand now?"

The child stared at him blankly for a long while, startled by Xuan Zhao's expression, grinned and cried with a "wow", turned around and ran into the delivery station.

Cen Baiyan felt strange in his heart, frowned slightly, walked to Xuan Zhao's side and asked, "Is there any injury?"

Xuan Zhao's ten fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly, and he turned around a moment later, with a familiar gentle smile on Cen Baiyan's face, as if the cold, hard and unkind Xuan Zhao just now was just Cen Baiyan's illusion.

"It's okay, I'm not hurt." He said softly.

All his emotions, anxiety and fear were hidden at the moment when he turned around.

Cen Baiyan still had lingering fears in his heart, but when he got closer, he realized that his voice was unusually dry, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and cold sweat was even oozing from his temples.

Cen Boyan was startled, grabbed Xuan Zhao's arm, bent down to look him at the same level, and asked nervously and hastily, "Zhao Zhao, where did you get hurt? Does it hurt?"

Xuan Zhao shook his head: "No."

Cen Baiyan suddenly remembered that Xuanzhao had also been in a car accident back then, that is, at the same age as this child. He lost his sound legs in that car accident. From then on, he had to walk on crutches. This long life will be tortured by illness. .

He is a cripple, but the movement he swooped over just now was faster than Cen Baiyan. What was he thinking at that moment?

Will he remember himself back then?

Would it be great if someone could save him at that time?

Cen Boyan felt an indescribable tingling pain on the tip of his heart, like a sharp thorn penetrating into his softest place. He took a deep breath, opened his coat, and hugged Xuan Zhao tightly into his arms.

"It's okay, it's okay," Cen Baiyan lowered his voice, put his palm on the back of Xuanzhao's head, and softly comforted him, "Why is Xuanzhao so powerful, and can save people, how about awarding Xuanzhao a pennant for righteousness and bravery?"

"Bai Yan," Xuan Zhao's voice was a bit difficult, "I'm really fine, I'm not injured."

"What's the matter if you're not injured, I can't hug you if you're not injured," Cen Baiyan pulled Xuan Zhao into his windbreaker, "Look, you're so scared, your legs are so weak."

Xuanzhao, who was forcibly arranged to have "soft legs": "."

"You saved that little kid, and I'm here to save you." Cen Baiyan whispered in his ear, "Your legs are weak and you can't walk, right? Let's go home."

Xuan Zhao froze——

Cen Baiyan came to save him?

A strong hatred suddenly surged in his heart, and he thought sarcastically how dare Cen Baiyan say such a thing, who did he become like today?This hatred even distorted his handsome face a little, biting his lower lip with his upper teeth.

However, the warm touch from his body gave him a feeling that can be called attachment. He instinctively wanted to shrink into Cen Baiyan's arms, as if this windbreaker could really survive this difficult winter. Protect him, save him.

Xuan Zhao felt as if he had been torn apart, half of him was the twisted and aggressive version of him, and the other half was the peaceful and cowardly version of him.

"I'll take you on a date tomorrow, and go home today." Cen Baiyan kneaded the back of Xuan Zhao's head with his fingertips, "OK?"

Xuan Zhao closed his eyes, and nodded slightly in Cen Baiyan's arms.

He told himself that his dependence and nostalgia for Cen Baiyan was just a part of the plan, every step he took was to make Cen Baiyan love him, love him, and love him more, the more Cen Baiyan needed him, the greater his chances of winning .

He has lived through seventeen winters without temperature, and there is no reason why he can't survive this year.

Back at the hut in the University City, Cen Baiyan closed the door and carefully inserted the latch.

Xuan Zhao leaned against the wall, watching Cen Baiyan quietly.

"Is it bumped somewhere?" Cen Baiyan was still worried, "Sit down, and I'll check for you."

"Bo Yan, did you want to kiss me just now?" Xuan Zhao said suddenly.

Cen Baiyan was taken aback.

"When drinking milk, that straw." Xuan Zhao reminded with a light smile.

Cen Boyan said fuck it!He really saw everything!

"It would be great if I could get to know you sooner," Xuan Zhao lowered his head, his voice low enough to almost whisper, "You won't isolate me, laugh at me, and throw my schoolbag into the corridor like they do, you will save me .”

Xuan Zhao took off his coat, and when he lowered his head, he revealed a section of his fair neck, with a thrilling sense of fragility.

Cen Baiyan's throat was sour, and he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be tightly clenched again.

"Can you give me a kiss?" Xuan Zhao raised his head slowly, "Just——save me."

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starfish!Comment!Oh ho ho!

I found that everyone is looking forward to Bai Yan discovering the truth, when are you going to make a broken mirror progress bar?