Be nice, don't bite you

The small wooden plaque, which is not part of the dream catcher, has thin red tassels at the top that hang from the blue feathers of the dream catcher.

There are two small loves painted on the front of the wooden sign, and there is a line of words in the middle, which is very small and forms a sentence.

——I want to be your little moon.

Bo Xian looked carefully at the light twice to make sure that he was not mistaken.

Just as he was about to turn over to look at the back, a raised voice came from behind: "What are you looking at?"

The footsteps sounded anxiously, getting closer, Bo Xian kept raising his hand, turned around: "Have you finished the shower?"

His gaze moved down and landed on Shi Xinglan's right hand, which was well covered by the plastic bag and was not wet.

"En." Shi Xinglan walked over quickly and took the small wooden sign from his hand.

Bo Xian raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

Shi Xinglan took the small wooden sign off the dream catcher, held it in his palm, and looked a little unnatural: "It's nothing, it's just a peace talisman."

Draw a talisman of love?

Bo Xian squinted his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "The peace talisman is pretty, did someone give it to you? A friend? A fan?"

Shi Xinglan instinctively felt that something was wrong, and shook his head: "No, I asked for it myself."

"I asked for it myself..." Bo Xian read the eight characters silently, seemingly casually, "I see that there are words on it, did you write it yourself?"

Shi Xinglan was silent for a while: "...Did you see it?"

The small wooden sign is well maintained, there are no burrs on the edge, and it feels smooth to the touch, but it is a little bit hard to hold in the palm.

Shi Xinglan's eyes were complicated, a little surprised and a little expectant.

Bo Xian had a vague premonition that the small wooden sign called "Peace Talisman" might be related to him.

After waiting for a while but not getting an answer, Shi Xinglan pursed her lips and did not continue to ask: "You haven't blown your hair yet, right? The hair dryer is downstairs, I'll get it."

By the time Bo Xian realized it, he had already left the room.

The bedroom door was left open, the lights in the stairwell were turned on, and the warm light paved a bright path, extending all the way downstairs.

The wet slippers were heavy, and when they stepped on the floor, they made a soft "click" sound.

The sound of gentle footsteps was like a series of less enthusiastic drumbeats, all of them fell in the middle, and Bo Xian felt bored for no reason, and he was in a panic.

Sitting on the bay window, he sighed silently when he saw himself reflected in the glass.

Moon, why not Aorora?

The aurora and the dawn, together, can't compare to the moon, and it sounds good to be a small aurora.

Shi Xinglan's right hand was injured, and Bo Xian did the hair-drying for him. After the last practice, his hair-drying technique has improved a lot, and the technique is gentle. When he finished blowing, Shi Xinglan was already drowsy.

Before two o'clock, the night owl was not too sleepy, so Bo Xian helped Shi Xinglan to bed, and carefully unwrapped the plastic bag on his right hand.

In order to avoid touching Shi Xinglan's hand, Bo Xian slept on his left side.

Bo Xian was not worried that he would press Shi Xinglan's hand, he was even more worried that Shi Xinglan would touch him, Shi Xinglan's sleeping posture was very bad, what if he turned over and hurt his right hand?

The main light in the room was turned off, leaving only a bedside night light. Shi Xinglan was quite a girl, and when the bedside light was turned on, a starry sky was reflected on the ceiling.

Bo Xian lay under the starry sky, and for Shi Xinglan's sake, he hugged his little Xingxing into his arms.

Before going to bed, Bo Xian was still thinking about the small wooden plaque, muttering inwardly, that classmate Shi Xingxing was too careless, which temple fair was so careless, and used a marriage lottery as a safety talisman.

Bo Xian set the alarm clock and got up early.

There is also the Xingyue Cup competition today. He and Huang Miou made a vow last night that he will handle the relationship between personal feelings and work properly, so he cannot be absent this morning.

When Xinglan was still asleep, Bo Xian tucked him in the quilt, took his mobile phone, and left lightly.

The key to the villa was placed on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and when he left, Bo Xian took it away.

In the GOD base, the aunt has already prepared breakfast.

The other team members hadn't gotten up yet, and the first floor was empty. Bo Xian went back to his room to wash up, took his breakfast, and left the base quietly.

Shi Xinglan will not be returning to the set these days, and lives in the hospital. In case no one can be found on the set, Bo Xian sent a message to Bo Mo, telling him that he brought Shi Xinglan home.

The breakfast was hot, but Shi Xinglan hadn't tidied up the kitchen yet, so there was no way to heat it up when it was cold, so Bo Xian struggled for a while, and woke up the sleeping person.

When Xinglan just woke up, she couldn't recover, she sat on the bed blankly, with a soft and deceptive appearance.

Bo Xianli limp into a ball, pinched his face twice: "Get up and eat something before going to sleep."

Breakfast is buns and porridge, just out of the pan, still steaming.

Bo Xian filled a spoonful of porridge, tested the temperature, and thoughtfully handed it to his mouth.

Shi Xinglan was very obedient, he ate it with his mouth open, and realized after swallowing, wrinkling his nose: "...I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

She slept too late last night, although her body was awakened, but her consciousness was still in a dream, Shi Xinglan hugged the pillow and yawned, muttering in a daze.

Bo Xian smiled, fed another spoonful, and said casually, "You haven't woken up yet, eat first, and brush your teeth after you wake up."

Shi Xinglan was still sleepy, couldn't turn his head around, couldn't figure out the logical problem of his sentence, felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and drank the porridge spoonful after spoonful.

A bowl of porridge soon bottomed out, Bo Xian put the bowl down, moved closer, and touched noses with Shi Xinglan: "Good boy."

The porridge is red bean porridge, with a little sugar added, it is very soft, sweet and delicious.

Being so close, Bo Xian could smell the sweet scent on Shi Xinglan's lips. He bent his eyes and licked Shi Xinglan's lips: "It's a red bean-flavored star, so sweet."

Shi Xinglan didn't respond, and Bo Xian didn't care, and kissed him twice more, having a great time.

There is porridge and buns for breakfast, and Bo Xian brought some of both.

Shi Xinglan lay down after drinking the porridge, rubbed against the pillow and fell asleep again, steamed buns were not as good as porridge, so Bo Xian gave up after thinking about it, and settled the steamed stuffed buns by himself.

The bus stopped at the gate of the base. Huang Miou saw Bo Xian and said hello: "How did you sleep last night?"

Bo Xian hooked his lips: "It's pretty good."

With warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms, accompanied by a beautiful woman, she has a good night's sleep.

The only fly in the ointment is that the sleep time is too short.

Bo Xian yawned, picked up the blindfold and put it on, preparing to catch up on a little sleep.

The team members came out of the base in twos and threes. Huang Miou watched them get into the car one by one, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Bo Xian didn't seem to have come out of the base just now.

Sleeping all the way to the event venue, before the game, Bo Xian looked at his phone, but Shi Xinglan didn't send him a message, probably because he hadn't woken up yet.

When Shi Xinglan hung on the top of the contacts, Bo Xian paused with his fingertips and clicked on the profile picture.

Golden crescent.

What I saw last night came back to my mind, Bo Xian posted a Weibo, and then put away my phone contentedly, and entered the competition area.

When Shi Xinglan woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock.

The sweetness of the red bean porridge awakened all the memories, Shi Xinglan got out of bed with a blushing face, and returned to normal after washing.

There are a total of four games today, and the second game is now in progress. When this round is over, the official guessing will be stopped and no more running tickets will be allowed.

Shi Xinglan clicked on the Weibo trumpet and looked at the guessing activities, there was no change, and he firmly chose the GOD team.

There was a live broadcast of the Xingyue Cup match on the tablet. Shi Xinglan couldn't understand the commentary, so she simply gave up and looked at the screen with great interest.

The director occasionally cuts to the players. As a star player of PUBG, Bo Xian is one of the more popular ones.

Every time Bo Xian appeared, the barrage would increase, and at a glance, the blockbuster was all about [Husband].

Seeing her prospective boyfriend's joy was diluted by the barrage, Shi Xinglan frowned, feeling a little annoyed, and closed the barrage angrily.

Sulking, Xiao Liu called and asked him where he was.

Only then did Shi Xinglan remember that he forgot to tell Xiao Liu, and quickly apologized, asking Xiao Liu to help him tidy up the things in the ward.I left in a hurry last night, I only brought my mobile phone, and left other things in the ward.

Just as I hung up the phone, another call came in, saying that it was a takeaway meal, and it had already arrived at the door, so I asked him to come out and pick it up.

Shi Xinglan dubiously went downstairs, fearing that some illegitimate child would sneak in, so he leaned over the cat's eye and checked, and only opened the door after confirming that it was the delivery man.

The takeaway of the Hong Kong-style restaurant is shrimp dumplings and beef and egg rice, plus a bottle of hot milk. The recipient is written on the takeout list: Shi Xingxing.

There was only one person who could call this name, Shi Xinglan suddenly turned cloudy and sunny, and happily entered the house with the takeaway.

After taking a few 360° high-definition photos of the takeaway with no dead ends, Shi Xinglan was satisfied and posted on Weibo with a small account, then picked out the most satisfactory one from the photos and sent it to Bo Xian.

[S: Takeaway picture jpg.]

[S: Received, it's delicious! 】

[S: Tutu thanks to jpg.]

【S: Have you eaten yet? 】

The shrimp dumplings and rice were still hot, Shi Xinglan went upstairs to take down the tablet, and watched the live broadcast while eating.

The second round of the game is over, and the last two rounds will be played in the afternoon. Currently, the top three teams in terms of points are JSS, GOD, and Blue Eagle.

The score gap between JSS and GOD is not that big, and it has shrunk a little bit compared to the end of yesterday's game.

The commentators are discussing enthusiastically, predicting who will be the final winner, and cue to the guessing activity on Weibo.

Shi Xinglan ate shrimp dumplings, looked at the ranking of the number of guesses, JSS surpassed GOD by a large margin.

Although GOD had a strong momentum yesterday, more people still don't believe that they can overtake JSS. Many people on Weibo are singing the bad news of GOD.

Among them, there were many people with violent words and profane words. Shi Xinglan frowned and reported them one by one.

A notification about the followers of Weibo popped up, and he clicked on it directly, and saw the Weibo posted by Bo Xian more than two hours ago.

[@GOD-Aurora: I want the moon to come to me. 】

——I want to be your little moon.

——I want the moon to come to me.

Shi Xinglan was startled and stared blankly at the phone.

he saw...

The familiar lazy voice brought back Shi Xinglan's thoughts. He raised his head from his phone and saw a familiar face suddenly appearing in the live broadcast room.

Bo Xian was wearing a team uniform, sitting next to the commentator, and was greeting everyone.

The live broadcast room will invite contestants to interact. Shi Xinglan didn't watch the whole thing two days ago, so he doesn't know about this link.

The female commentator is Stop's girlfriend who has been in love for five years. She is familiar with Bo Xian. She asked a few questions and mentioned the Weibo he posted this morning.

"Is God A's Weibo hinting at No.1 in the competition?"

"No, it's implying a person."

Bo Xian seldom brought up his own life on his own initiative, and he threw out such a sentence unexpectedly, and the commentator didn't react for a while.

There was real-time barrage in the live broadcast room, so he didn't need to explain the cue, he answered the barrage questions on his own.

"Yes, it was written to a person."

"It's not official."

"Who is it for? Is it related to you?"

……

After interacting for a while, Bo Xian wanted to leave.

The commentator couldn't keep him, so he said helplessly: "God A is too busy, he left in a hurry after he arrived, is he going back to study the tactics for the afternoon?"

This is a polite question, just a casual perfunctory question, it is a step for explaining to him.

Who knew that Bo Xian didn't play his cards according to common sense, and didn't go down the steps at all.

"It's not about studying tactics."

The commentator's expression froze: "That's..."

In front of tens of millions of live viewers, Bo Xian solemnly declared: "I want to go back and chat with people."

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