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Murata had a messy dream all night. He couldn't remember the specific content of the dream at all, but he still remembered that he dreamed of Fu Heihui.

The biological clock forced Murata to get up early with enough sleep, but the first thing he felt after waking up was neck pain.

Holding his neck with difficulty, Murata got up, looked around, and found himself lying on the sofa in a daze, and Fu Heihui was curled up in the gap between himself and the sofa.The two were pulling the same air-conditioning quilt, and Fu Heihui's clothes were rolled up because of his sleeping position, exposing his abdominal muscles.

Murata helped him tear off his clothes, and re-arranged the quilt.When he was fixing the quilt, Fu Heihui opened his eyes in a daze: "... Murata?"

"No...Ari?"

Murata touched Fu Hei's sea urchin head: "It's okay, I just got up for morning exercises."

Fu Heihui didn't wake up at first, and even felt that he was dreaming in a daze.He felt that Murata's hand seemed to be on top of his head, and in a blur of consciousness, Fu Heihui leaned forward and rubbed it obediently.

Murata was taken aback.He blinked, then quickly withdrew his hand, backing away somewhat bewildered.

He covered his heart, his heart was beating wildly, and the frequency had completely exceeded the usual pattern.Murata looked down at his heart in doubt, and fell into a moment of incomprehensible daze.

The heart rate slowly returned to normal, and Murata pressed it hard again, and it was still normal, without the illusion that it almost jumped out of the throat like before.

Fu Heihui's first reaction after waking up was neck pain.Not only did his neck hurt, but his arms also hurt. He lay on the sofa in a daze for two seconds, reaching out to touch his side, but there was no one around him.

He woke up instantly, and immediately jumped up from the sofa, his hair was in a mess.He turned on the air conditioner in a panic and got up, and the strange living room came into view.

After a moment of panic, Fu Heihui calmed down.He rubbed his hair, a few strands of black hair hanging down his long and dense eyelashes.

Fu Heihui remembered that she was at Brother Murata's house.Last night...it seemed like I watched anime with Murata, and fell asleep while watching it.

However, the two of them had agreed to call each other by their first names in the future, so this kind of thing was done a step further.

Fu Heihui breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back on the sofa again.As soon as he sat down, he felt a furry touch on his ankle; Fu Heihui lowered his head and saw the storm swirling around his ankle.

It licked Fu Heihui's ankle and barked again and again.Fu Heihui guessed that it might be hungry, so he got up and poured some milk for it.

Sure enough, after having milk, the storm soon stopped pestering Fu Heihui, and happily went to drink milk.Fu Heihui looked at the puppy's tail wagging happily, and smiled unconsciously.

He took out his mobile phone again and looked at the adoption notice sent out yesterday, but no one replied today.Fu Heihui's mood, which had just gotten a little happier, gradually sank again.He lowered his eyelashes and thought to himself: What should we do if no one adopts it?

Do you really want to send it to an animal rescue center?

When Murata came back from morning exercise, he saw Fu Heihui squatting in the corner of the hall feeding the dog.

His black hair fell down when he bowed his head, and the loose white pajamas exposed the back of his neck and a bit of his shoulders.Murata subconsciously blew a whistle——after he whistled, he felt that something was wrong.When Fu Heihui turned his head and looked over in surprise, he immediately corrected his posture and actively admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry I shouldn't have whistled!"

Fu Heihui: "..."

He put down the milk carton, stood up, a little helpless: "It doesn't matter if you blow it."

Murata: "Oh—"

Murata entered the room and closed the door, then took off his shirt.He tossed and tossed all morning, his collarbone and abdominal muscles were covered with a thin layer of shiny sweat, and even his hair was a little wet with sweat.

Throwing the dirty clothes into the laundry basket, Murata asked Fu Hei Hui casually before entering the bathroom: "I'm going to take a shower, Hui you come?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

His eyes were a little overwhelmed, and he didn't even know where to put them.It wasn't until Murata asked himself, with a frank expression on his face when he asked, that Fu Heihui took a deep breath, turned his head and stared at the storm on the ground: "I won't wash."

With a regretful expression, Murata retreated into the bathroom.Fu Heihui was left alone, sitting on the sofa with a red neck.

He slowly covered his face, but to no avail, blush climbed from his neck to his cheeks, and then stained his ears red.After a while, Fu Heihui let go of his hand slowly, his face calm as usual.

Murata came out of the shower with wet hair and a dry towel.He sat on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and swiped: "The tram resumed normal operation this morning, and tomorrow is Monday... so are you going back today?"

When he was talking to others, he always had the habit of looking at that person, so when talking, Murata also raised his head, leaning the back of his head on the sofa, looking up at Fu Heihui.

Fu Heihui caught the dry towel before it hit the ground, and pressed it back on the top of Murata's head: "Well, the ticket for the afternoon has been booked. Look at the phone after wiping your hair, your clothes will be dripping wet."

He simply leaned against the sofa and helped Murata brush his hair.Murata still kept his head up, with a few strands of hair scattered in front of his eyes.

Before the hair poked into the eyes, Fu Heihui used his fingers to gently pick up the few strands of hair and push them away.The moment Fu Heihui's fingers approached, Murata subconsciously closed his eyes.

The fragile eyelids can feel the temperature of the opponent's fingertips, passing by like a dragonfly.

Murata's eyelashes trembled subconsciously, then swallowed, and whispered, "Itches."

Fu Heihui: "...Did I poke your eye?"

Murata opened his eyes: "No, I don't know why, I didn't touch it, but I just felt itchy."

He was puzzled, and added: "It may be my illusion."

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, wrapped Murata's wet hair with a dry towel: "Probably."

Maybe... It's not an illusion either.

In the afternoon, Murata sent Fu Heihui to the station.When they reached the ticket gate, the two were about to separate. Murata stopped walking outside the ticket gate and waved to Fu Heihui: "Goodbye——"

Fu Heihui didn't move, didn't say goodbye, just looked at Murata.Seeing him not moving, Murata wondered, "Hui?"

Fu Heihui suddenly took a deep breath, and then opened his arms slightly: "Yes, do you want to hug me?"

He seemed to muster up a lot of courage to say this sentence. After he finished speaking, although his face was still expressionless, his ears became very red.Murata was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized: "Yes!"

He stepped forward and embraced Fu Heihui generously.The two were close in height, and Fu Heihui raised his arms, putting one hand on Murata's shoulder blade and the other on his waist.

When the arms were slightly tightened, a thought suddenly popped into Fu Heihui's mind: Murata... has a soft waist.

It is not the softness in the conventional sense, but the softness of muscle elasticity and flexibility that you can feel when you wrap your arms around.When Murata moved his waist a little, you could feel the slightly undulating sacrospinous muscles on the boy's waist, and it felt good when it was tensed.

Suddenly, Murata laughed softly.He pushed away Fu Heihui's hand on his back: "Hiss, don't—don't touch the shoulder blade, it's so itchy."

The hand was taken away suddenly, Fu Heihui blinked, and the long eyelashes fluttered like butterflies.He clasped Murata's wrist with his backhand, and said in a helpless voice, "Ah Li."

"Are the shoulder blades, eyelashes, and other places ticklish?"

Murata: "..."

"Sorry, the body reflex arc is too good."