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"Sorry, I didn't mean to kill you just now."

Xiang Zimo apologized in a gentle voice, and walked over.

He sat down where He Xue was sitting just now, and crossed his hands on the railing of the hospital bed.

Through the mirror frame, Jiang Fei could also feel his extremely gentle gaze.

He shook his head and said.

"It's ok."

After thinking about it, he continued to ask.

"Who paid the expenses here? You or... He Qian?"

Speaking of He Qian, Jiang Fei frowned.

"Where is He Qian?"

The moment he heard He Qian's name from his mouth, Xiang Zimo's face darkened again, accumulating unexpressed anger, but this time he managed to control it, and said in a deep voice.

"He Qian has gone abroad, you don't have to worry, he won't come to hurt you again."

Thinking of He Qian's kidnapping of Jiang Fei and the smuggling of him abroad, Xiang Zimo couldn't restrain the rage in his heart.

He hated himself for being incompetent at this moment, neither being able to find Jiang Fei immediately, nor being able to fight against the rich and powerful He family.

Obviously He Qian did something wrong, but in the end he didn't need to bear any crimes, so he just left.

Thinking of this, Xiang Zimo's anger couldn't be stopped.

It took him a few seconds to recover, looked at Jiang Fei, and added.

"As for the expenses here, you don't have to worry about it. You don't need to pay for it. You just need to rest easy and recuperate."

After hearing this, Jiang Fei thought it was He Qian's compensation, so he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Xiang Zimer paused, stared at him for a while and then looked away again, as if he was covering up something, and said in a natural tone.

"I promised to protect you, but I broke my promise, so I will take care of you during this time."

Jiang Fei looked at him in surprise, hesitated, and said gratefully.

"Thank you."

A week after being hospitalized, Jiang Fei went home to recuperate. Xiang Zimo was afraid that the concussion would cause some sequelae, so he watched him closely, and even went upstairs with his back on his back.

Jiang Fei was a little embarrassed and wanted to decline.

But Xiang Zimo saw his thoughts and said in a flat tone.

"I don't want to carry it, I can carry you upstairs."

The uncompromising tone only gave Jiang Fei these two options, and in the end Jiang Fei had to carefully climb onto his back and whispered.

"sorry to bother you."

His chin rested on Xiang Zimo's shoulder socket, his cheek pressed against the side of his neck, and the heat of his words blew into his ear sockets.

The two arms were weakly wrapped around the neck, not daring to use too much force.

Xiang Zimo didn't lower his eyes, and he could catch a glimpse of the fair and moist skin from the corner of his eye. Occasionally, he touched a little skin, which was as slippery as a beautiful snake.

Jiang Fei was too thin and light, Xiang Zimo carried him easily, clasped his legs with both hands, firmly embedded him on his back, carefully avoided the stairs like carrying a fragile object Hard armrests with twists and turns.

After sending Jiang Fei back home, he put him on the sofa, and after looking around the room, Xiang Zimo said again.

"I'll move in these few days."

On the grounds of taking care of him, and in an understatement but undeniable tone, Xiang Zimo really became a nanny who took care of him all day long, not letting him get out of bed to walk, not let him cook, and not let him touch this or that. bump.

Jiang Fei was not used to it and tried to argue.

"I'm not that fragile, just walk slowly."

Xiang Zimo pushed him back on the bed and said calmly.

"You are still young, in case you hurt your brain, what should you do in the future."

He was older than Jiang Fei, and Jiang Fei couldn't refuse when he spoke in this tone, so he had to accept it.

At night, Xiang Zimo moved his quilt to the sofa, intending to sleep with his clothes on.

Obviously his home is opposite, but he was afraid that Jiang Fei would come to him in the middle of the night, and he couldn't live without people by his side, so he insisted on sleeping here.

The tall man curled up on the sofa aggrievedly, making it uncomfortable to watch.

Jiang Fei knew how small his sofa was, so he called Xiang Zimo in the bedroom, and after the other party walked in immediately, they discussed it.

"Don't sleep on the sofa, this bed can sleep two people."

This bedroom used to be the master bedroom, and the double bed had been used for many years. It was durable and had a lot of space. Moreover, the two of them were very thin, so it was more than enough to sleep here together.

Hearing this, Xiang Zimo stood at the door and didn't speak for a long time.

He looked at Jiang Fei quietly looking over under the bedside lamp, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, his chest was also stuffy, and the sound of his heartbeat seemed to come from a distance through a ball of cotton, like a drum beating Shocking eardrums buzzing.

In fact, he dared not promise Jiang Fei.

He didn't dare to sleep with Jiang Fei, and didn't dare to get so close to him, because he had already discovered that something was wrong with him.

This may have been wrong a long time ago, when Jiang Fei borrowed the bathroom of his house, when he was distraught after Jiang Fei disappeared, and when he was extremely panicked after seeing Jiang Fei unconscious.

Or earlier, as early as when he saw Jiang Fei for the first time, he felt that Jiang Fei was very similar to the kitten he picked up.

From then on, Jiang Fei must have been different in his heart.

During the long silence, Jiang Fei, who was stared at by him, suspected that he had said something wrong, thinking that he had offended Xiang Zimo rashly and was unhappy.

He hesitated to change his words, but Xiang Zimo had already replied.

"kindness."

He still couldn't, resisting the dark thoughts in his heart.

In the end, the two of them lay on the same bed, separated by a punch, and neither spoke.

Jiang Fei was young and soon became sleepy, and her breathing became calmer.

In the silent darkness, Xiang Zimo turned over, finally dared to look at him openly, carefully and greedily traced his outline in the chaotic shadow, but didn't dare to get any closer.

Many images emerged in my heart, messy and unforgettable.

Xiang Zimo looked at Jiang Fei for a long time before slowly closing his eyes.

When Jiang Fei was finally able to walk downstairs normally and was about to start school, Xiang Zimo gave him a mobile phone and said casually.

"I bought it in a second-hand store. It's worthless. You can take it. If you have anything to do, you must contact me first."

He didn't want to lose Jiang Fei's contact anymore, it was really disturbing.

Used phones do look a little worn, but clean and functional.

Jiang Fei clicked on the address book, and saw that the phone numbers of Xiang Zimo and He Xue were already stored in it.

Now Xiang Zimo treats him better and better, but he doesn't know how to repay him.

And Xiang Zimo didn't give him time to think of a rejection, he threw the kitten into his arms and said.

"Now there is no He Qian to harass you, this phone will replace the part that protects you, it is still the same as before, you are responsible for my three meals, and help take care of the kitten when you are free."

The kittens were all fostered by He Xue before, and they hadn’t smelled a familiar smell for several days. They were uneasy and clingy, so they immediately hugged Jiang Fei’s little paws and kept rubbing his cheeks, the fluffy fur And the soft meow makes people's heart melt.

Jiang Fei could not look at Zimo for a while, and agreed hastily.

"Okay, okay."

Xiang Zimo looked at his unconscious smile, reached out and rubbed the kitten's head, and touched the top of his head along the way, before turning back to the room to continue writing songs.

Lately, there has been so much inspiration, that dry thoughts are refilled with exciting vigor.

Xiang Zimo wrote too many words that could not be expressed on the paper, and only he could understand what he was talking about in the lyrics that blurred the subject.

After the new semester started, Jiang Fei ran to the gymnasium to find out that Qiao Ge was also going abroad during the holidays.

He didn't tell Jiang Fei, so he left the school suddenly.

Jiang Fei is indeed a little confused, and can't help but suspect that He Qian and Qiao Ge are gradually moving away from his life. Does it mean that the remaining Xiang Zimo is the protagonist he has been looking for?

And no matter what the purpose is, the relationship between him and Xiang Zimo is getting closer.

The first half of the third year of high school is over, and the Chinese New Year is approaching, which is Jiang Fei's birthday.

He had never had a birthday before, and he didn't even remember it. This year, He Xue specially arranged a lot of balloons in the bar, and even closed the business for one day to celebrate him.

Although she and Xiang Zimo were the only ones celebrating, Jiang Fei was still very happy.

He closed his eyes and made a wish, then blew out the candle.

Opening his eyes, He Xue had already brought over a gift, holding his chin and blessing with a smile.

"Happy birthday."

"Thank you, Miss Xue."

There were only the three of them here, so Jiang Fei opened the gift in person, and it was a set of the most popular game console at the moment.

He Xue explained confidently.

"Study also requires a combination of work and rest. I see that other high school students like to play games, so you should also have them. You can play when you are tired from studying. You can relax and not delay your studies."

Jiang Fei put away the game console and said seriously.

"Okay, I'll have fun."

He Xue smiled, and then secretly elbowed Xiang Zimo, urging him to take out the birthday present as well, but the latter looked at Jiang Fei without moving, and asked directly.

"I don't know what to give, what gift do you want?"

Upon hearing this, He Xue couldn't help stroking her forehead with a headache.

Although she knew that Xiang Zimo really didn't like buying gifts, and she used to give red envelopes directly on her birthday, but she thought that Xiang Zimo would at least prepare for Jiang Fei carefully, but she was still so stubborn.

How could Jiang Fei have the nerve to answer such a straightforward question?

Sure enough, Jiang Fei pursed her lips and smiled, and said.

"You don't need to give it away, it's good enough that you can celebrate for me."

Xiang Zimo stared at him softly, but still insisted.

"Whatever you want, clothes and shoes, or anything else, just tell me."

The kitten, which had been sleeping on the ground, woke up, limped and threw itself on Jiang Fei's lap in a daze, grabbed his trousers and meowed.

Jiang Fei bent over and hugged it into his arms. When his eyes touched the small silent bell on its neck, a thought flashed in his mind.

He looked at Xiang Zimo and asked softly.

"Can I sing a song?"

As soon as this sentence was said, He Xue's expression changed greatly.

Subconsciously, she glanced at Xiang Zimo next to her, and seeing that he didn't respond, she raised her heart nervously.

Xiang Zimo has never sung since she came back, and she is very repulsed by it. She is not sure whether Jiang Fei's request would be embarrassing in terms of her current relationship.

The air froze for a few seconds.

Seeing that Xiang Zimo didn't speak, and Jiang Fei also uncharacteristically didn't change his words in time, He Xue could only sneer and smooth things over.

"Otherwise, Zimo, you will sing the birthday song again, and it will be a celebration for the children."

Xiang Zimo looked at Jiang Fei without saying a word, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

The wide knuckles hooked the goblet, shaking it carelessly, as if it would break the transparent and fragile cup at any time, allowing the water to pour down.

After He Xue's concealed laughter fell, the air became freezing point again.

But this time, before He Xue racked his brains to find a way to save the embarrassing situation, Xiang Zimo let go of his hand, and the goblet landed firmly on the table.

He got up and walked straight to the stage in the bar.

Supporting the edge of the table with one hand, he stepped on it with his long legs, and then switched on the microphone.

Without saying a word, his eyes fell on Jiang Fei, stood there, and sang an English song.

There is always a difference between the voice of speaking and singing. He Xue has heard Xiang Zimo sing before, and her voice is deep and magnetic, with some youthful publicity.

But now, drinking and smoking for a long time had stained his voice with a hint of hoarseness, and his breath had also settled down, but there was a kind of calm that had passed through thousands of sails.

The low-pitched hoarseness crawled into the ears like an electric current, and the scalp of the listener was numb, and the body was numb.

This good tone was born to be heard by all.

Xiang Zimo is a born superstar.

He Xue suddenly turned her head and looked at Jiang Fei who was holding the cat and listening to the song quietly.

She understood why Jiang Fei wanted to sing to Zimo.

There was a little wetness in her eyes, and her heart was trembling. He Xue tried her best to calm her breathing, and cast an almost grateful glance at Jiang Fei, and then concentrated on looking at Xiang Zimo on the stage.

After singing a song, Xiang Zimo turned off the microphone, jumped off the stage and walked over.

At that moment, his body seemed to still be shining brightly under the spotlight.

Jiang Fei kept looking at him, and when he approached, she said with a smile.

"Thank you for the gift, I like it very much."

Xiang Zi looked at him silently, seemed to have a quick smile, and then said.

"Happy birthday."

The author has something to say: Very good, the fast travel setting of this article is probably that Xiao Feifei will fall in love with the main character he believes in each world.

In other words.....you can drive (exhaust gas) hahahaha!

[If Xiao Feifei admits wrongly, look at my title]