mud buddha

On the stairs Nibel kept saying things he didn't understand.Benoit didn't understand why he had to be angry, but when he heard him say he was going to leave, his eyes became sore subconsciously.

After getting along for so long, Benoit developed a wonderful sense of dependence on Niebel.Apart from his parents, he feels that Nibel is the closest to him, so he often reveals his naive nature in front of him.

Unlike others, his only way of contacting the world is books and fantasies, so although he looks considerate and mature on the outside, he is still a child who doesn't know much about the world in essence.It's hard to imagine how much effort the Guys put in to build a wall around him and protect his clear heart intact.

So when Niebel turned his back on him and was desperate to leave, he was devastated like a child leaving his parents.In the presence of Nibel, he is completely relaxed.Nibel almost never disobeyed him, whether it was foam in his eyes when washing his hair, ignorance of the seriousness when fighting, or asking childish questions, Nibel obeyed him.Even if Nibel is unwilling to do something, he will agree with Nibel if he speaks a few words in a soft tone.

Once he read to Nibel, Nibel was sleepy and fell asleep on his lap.When he was bored, he grabbed Nibel's hand and played with it, and fell asleep while playing. When he woke up, he saw Nibel was still pillowing on his thigh, and his hands were still in his palm.For the first time, Benoit was so clear about the concept of a lifetime, he really wanted to shake hands with Nibel like this, for a lifetime.

He really didn't understand why Nibel was suddenly angry, since nothing happened today.They didn't quarrel, not even a petty dispute.When he turned around and saw a thin strap under his feet, he picked it up and found it was a collar.

Nibel has been taken care of by him all the time, and he even helped choose the clothes. He knows exactly what Nibel has or doesn't have.The collar apparently popped out of nowhere.

When he saw this collar, a wave of anger welled up spontaneously.Benoit has read quite a few Fengyue novels, so he naturally knows what this thing represents.

No wonder Nibel was suddenly angry, it seemed that he had found an excuse to make use of the problem.Why can't I go to bed? Benoit's mind was buzzing with anger. Nibel just wanted to move away. He must go to the owner of the collar.

He went to sit on a bench in the backyard, clutching his collar tightly.At this time, the sun was spreading its final influence on the mountain top as much as possible, but it was still gradually sinking to the west and disappeared in the sky.The last ray of light was swallowed by the darkness, and Benoit just raised his head and looked at the place where the light alternated.

The collar was dropped, and there should be a dispute between the two.Benoit imagined countless possibilities in his mind, for example, the owner of the collar was jealous because of Nibel's delay in returning, or he just broke up with him because he hadn't seen him for too long.

Dark as it was, he liked the second possibility.

Ignoring the slight throbbing pain in his heart, he tried his best to avoid thinking about words like "lover".The flames of jealousy scorched his body, like a mosquito circling around him, although it would not kill him, but it was really tiresome.

In this irritability, he kept thinking about how the two got along.However, in some fantasies, the pictures of Nibel holding hands, hugging and even kissing with everyone he doesn’t know are like some annoying people crossing the road, which caused the carriages and horses he recalled to brake several times, and a scene in his mind dust.

He recalled bitterly, trying to steer the carriage of that memory back on track.After thinking about it, Nibel's face finally freezes on the moment when he kissed him lightly under him on the stairs not long ago.He suddenly regretted his lack of response just now.

Why didn't you open your mouth then?Obviously he also wanted to kiss her several times.He remembered Nibel's misty but gentle eyes when he looked at him, and remembered Nibel's strong arms when he hooked his neck.So he wondered, what if he went one step further?

further?Benoit startled himself.Going a step further, what to do?Go to bed like Nibel said?He blushed, thinking of words such as "being turned red" and "spring night tent warm" in the novel.He stuffed the collar into his pocket and rushed back to the room.When he reached the door of the master bedroom, he hesitated again.Thinking of Nibel now made him dizzy, his face burned, and his mind was full of indecent things.

Finally, he opened the door of the guest bedroom and sat on the bed, the mosquito-like voice kept ringing in his ears: "What if it goes further? What if it goes further?"

He took the collar out of his pocket and thought about how Nibel had put it on the man.Would he also reach out and hook that man's neck?Can that person wear it better than him?

Benoit lit the lamp, went to the dressing table, and put the collar on himself.He rarely boasted about his looks, although he knew he was good looking.This was the first time he was proud of his unique appearance, because he was sure that he wore this ring perfectly, and no one could wear it more beautifully than him.But after looking at himself for a while, he became lost again—if that person didn’t look better than him wearing this, why didn’t Nibel give it to him, but to that person?

He knew that Nibel liked beautiful women, so shouldn't he like himself the most?Benoit lay on the table with his hands on his arms, complaining about Nibel's eyes, why he was blind at this moment.

It was already dark, and he suddenly felt hot, his throat was dry, and he was extremely thirsty.There was no water in the guest bedroom, so he went downstairs with the candlestick to find the pitcher.The servants had rested, and there was no one in the kitchen, so he poured water by himself, then opened the window, and leaned against the window to look out.It was very quiet outside, with dogs barking in the distance, a few dim stars dotted the sky, and the moon above his head was bright and majestic, shining in front of his eyes.

He felt he had a solution.

But fever was not in the plan.When the servant went to wake up Nibel the next morning, he didn't see Benoit in the master bedroom, so he looked everywhere.When he was found in the guest bedroom, he had already had a serious fever.

He woke up as soon as Nibel called him, but he was still too hot to speak, and Nibel actually planned to leave.

Later Nibel really agreed to stay according to his plan.He felt both happy and sad.

The male protagonists in the novel all rely on their personal charm to capture the hearts of the heroine and the audience. As a man, he is actually like a woman, relying on his face to keep the person he likes.He felt that he was superficial, completely forgetting that Nibel is now half-blind and can't see clearly, and it probably wasn't because of his face that he stayed by his side.

After only being sad for a while, he became foolishly happy again, thinking that at least he had a face to keep Nibel.

Nibel went to lift his quilt so that he would not be bored.Benoit's hair curled up, and the smile on his face was still uncontrollable.

"You really..." Nibel sighed, and tucked the quilt firmly for Benoit.

"I ask you a question."

"Don't ask." Benoit's voice was unbearable, and it felt like letting him talk was no different from abusing him. "Wait until you're better."

After thinking about it, he added: "I won't leave."

The servant brought up a bowl of rock sugar pears: "Fortunately, I saved some pears before. Dr. Sun said that the throat is uncomfortable and it is best to eat some of these."

The man put the bowl on the bedside table, and Nibel touched it with his hand. It felt quite hot, so he said that he would eat it after cooling down.

"Doctor Sun said it's best to eat it warm."

"Is that so?" He frowned, patted Benoit, told him to sit up and eat something, and asked if he wanted someone to feed him.Benoit shook his head, made a sound and retreated.

Benoit moved a little bit on the bed wrapped in the quilt, but Nibel couldn't stand it anymore, so he helped him up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"It smells so sweet." Benoit took the bowl and sniffed it.The joy of a successful scheme made him look even more childish.

Both of them stopped talking, and Benoit ate mouthful, not knowing what Nibel was looking at.His eyes were scattered, and he felt that there was no focus.

Nibel was in a daze, a pear was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, it was a little sweet.The temperature of the pear was just right, and the heat was continuously exuding from the tip of his tongue, and the taste was soft and smooth.

"Is it tasty?"

"pretty good."

Benoit watched him for a long time, drank the remaining soup in the bowl, then leaned over and kissed Nibel on the lips, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Nibel felt that it was a pity that he could not see Benoit's expression, and was speechless in a daze.Benoit put the bowl on the bedside, stuck it on it again, licked and bit against Nibel's lips.

After licking Nibel's lips so brightly, he put his forehead against Nibel's and whispered, "Mr. Roswell is going to catch a cold with me."

Nibel squeezed his face: "Then how can I take care of you?"

"You can't take care of me like this. If you are also sick, we can share a room." Benoit arched his head.

"Take a rest quickly, it's obvious that you came to the guest room by yourself." Nibel sighed, supported Benoit's head and kissed his cheek, and did not leave until he helped Benoit tuck the quilt again.

On the way, he licked his lips, feeling sweet.Not as sweet as pears, but just right sweetness.Benoit's tongue reminded him of a pear being put into his mouth, and he couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing.