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That figure was very similar to Cheng Chuqian.

can not say.

Cheng Chuqian was wondering who that person was all the way.

It was already evening on his way home. There were no stars tonight, and the whole street was much darker. Thinking that Ye Luochen would not open his eyes, it would be a blurry darkness, so he quickened his pace.

After returning home, he gently put the person on the bed. Ye Luochen just opened his eyes and met the lowered gaze of the person above him.

"elder brother."

he calls...

Cheng Chuqian was only happy for a moment, then anxiously asked: "Where did you hurt? I'll give you medicine."

"Shoulders." Ye Luochen wanted to get up, but Cheng Chuqian supported him against the head of the bed, "I'll do it myself," he said.

Ye Luochen took off his clothes two or three times, revealing his thin upper body. The shoulder, which was the first wound, was already bruised. He squeezed out a little ointment and rubbed it on casually. Cheng Chuqian kept staring at him, seeing him quickly I couldn't hold back after applying it on my neck, so I took the ointment away.

The cold ointment touched the skin again, and Ye Luochen shrank his shoulders unconsciously. Cheng Chuqian thought he was in pain, so he relaxed a little.

"Why do you get hurt every day?" Cheng Chuqian sighed.

Since he came to this world, he has been giving medicine to the other party almost every night. The flowers are not even a little big, and they are about to become medicine jars.

Ye Luochen's hands hanging on the bed gradually tightened, and he said slowly, "I had a dream."

Cheng Chuqian paused, pretending to be calm: "What dream?"

"I dreamed that I was a child. I was very weak. People beat me, kicked me, and bullied me every day. I had a lot of bruises and bloodstains on my body. I didn't dare to argue with those people. I kept enduring it."

Cheng Chuqian: "That's all a dream, not real."

Ye Luochen shook his head: "I thought it was a dream at first, but the injuries on my body told me that all of this seemed familiar."

He paused, "This may be Qingqing's personal experience. When I came to his world, the hatred and evil in his heart were magnified, so those people came to provoke me again and again, no matter what you are Your Highness."

After the ointment was applied, there was a faint fragrance of flowers, lingering at the tip of their noses, lingering and bewitching.

What Ye Luochen didn't say was that at the end of the dream, a red figure appeared. He was hugged by that figure, and he walked through the withered grass. The embrace was very warm and led him to see the bright moonlight.

That figure was very similar to Cheng Chuqian.

He couldn't tell whether it was Qingqing's perspective or his perspective, his experience, or the phantom projected by the master in his mind.

"Did we meet somewhere?" This was the second time he asked.

How Cheng Chuqian answered last time, he can hardly remember, but it must have been vague.

This time, looking at those emotionless eyes, he still wanted to hide it, but he knew it, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

"I have seen."

Finally, the secret he had kept for so long was sacrificed in front of the most important people.

"Do you remember?"

"Ah."

Ye Luochen smiled, but only for a moment: "Then we must not know each other well, because I forgot."

He suddenly looked for Cheng Chuqian's eyes again, the bedroom was not turned on, but he still found it, "Aren't you going to tell me?"

Cheng Chuqian put on the ointment: "If you want to know, I'll tell you."

The distance between the two seemed to be back to that at the dinner table yesterday, and the atmosphere became ambiguous at this moment. The smell of honeysuckle faded a little while breathing, but the rose fragrance that burst out in the air hit Ye Luochen's nostrils, further deepening the air. to the brain.

The first time I smelled it was the night I first met.

Ye Luochen leaned over and kissed the chin under the lips.

"I want you to be willing to tell me."

The moon finally came out, sprinkled on the white sheets, and draped over the two intimate positions on the bed, inlaid with love and hiding raging desires.

"you……"

I don't know how long it took before Cheng Chuqian recovered her voice. There was joy and madness in her eyes, but more, she couldn't believe it.

"It's not Qingqing." It's the real me.

Ye Luochen pulled the quilt over his body, he pushed the other person's chest lightly, and said calmly, "I'm going to sleep, you go out."

This is Cheng Chuqian's bedroom, Ye Luochen doesn't leave because he likes the smell of roses.

Cheng Chuqian almost crawled out, but because she was too hasty, she didn't see the slightly red ears of the person on the bed with his back to the door.

After Cheng Chuqian left, the bedroom was very quiet.

Ye Luochen closed his eyes, he couldn't help shivering when the familiar aura appeared behind him.

The last forced kiss left him with lingering fears. Facing this "sight" again, he was a little wary.

The "line of sight" seemed to be looking at his back, or his shoulders. Ye Luochen could only feel the quilt being torn off, exposing his bare upper body to the air.

Feeling him touching his shoulder, Ye Luochen said lightly, "If you force the kiss again, I will die here."

"Line of sight" didn't stop his movements, Ye Luochen closed his eyes, thinking about how to solve this tricky matter, but felt the soreness on his back cleared up, and the pain in his shoulders disappeared.

This is...healing?

Ye Luochen looked down at his shoulder by the moonlight, the bruises on it had faded a lot.

His chin was pinched forcibly, and then turned. The expected forced kiss did not fall, but landed on his chin, which inexplicably matched the kiss he had just given to Cheng Chuqian.

After "Sight" left, Ye Luochen sat on the bed without moving for a long time.

I can't think of who the other party is, what identity, or even what intentions he has towards him. Judging from tonight, he shouldn't be an enemy.

But this is Cheng Chuqian's house, no matter how he plays the role of God in this world, how could he break into it without noticing anything.

Cheng Chuqian didn't seem to know about those green people and those small heads a few days ago.

In the classroom today, why do you know nothing about the surrounding environment, and you can't even hear the heavy fighting sound.

Qingqing...

What kind of story does this master have? It's too complicated.

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Cheng Chuqian originally wanted to ask Ye Luochen for a few days off, and then go to school after the injury was completely healed, but when he got up the next morning, he was surprised to find that the injury was healed! !

It wasn't a bad thing after all, he thought that Jinyue's medicine had played a superb role, so he happily fried an extra poached egg.

Ye Luochen hadn't eaten dark dishes since the pasta that day. He was very happy for his stomach, and when he went downstairs, he saw Cheng Chuqian laying out fried eggs, and he sat leisurely at the dining table.

Cheng Chuqian suddenly approached after finishing setting the plate, Ye Luochen raised his head, thinking what he was going to do, the hair on his nose was picked up.

This nose is not worth mentioning.

Looking at Cheng Chuqian's busy back in the kitchen, he was a little skeptical, was yesterday's hint not obvious enough?

Cheng Chuqian cleaned the pot in the kitchen, breathing gently while rubbing.

As soon as he saw that face now, he could feel the temperature on his chin still burning, burning his reason and destroying his will.

Love is such a hurtful thing.

The two came to school after a good meal, and got a letter of apology from Yuantou.

The whole article revolves around the three words "I was wrong", and the letter also said that Zhao Qin was expelled from school. I hope His Highness will not be angry, and don't alienate the relationship between the school and God because of this trivial matter.

Zhao Qin was expelled from school, and many civilians were happy, even a few nobles who were ordered by him were also silently happy, but Ye Luochen didn't care. If Zhao Qin left, there would be tens of thousands more. There are too many potential crises that he cannot predict, so he can only be careful.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the rehearsal for the school celebration began.

Ye Luochen stayed in the dance classroom for half a month, but he still couldn't find the figure that day through this relationship. It's not an option to go on like this. Fortunately, there was a lot of people on the day of the school celebration, so it was a good time to find someone.

He was standing under the stage, wearing a white shirt with many strips, two tassels under the arms, on the cuffs, and even under the tie. This time he was dancing a modern dance, a kind of fairy dance. The airy clothes are very artistic, but if Fu Shen didn't force him to wear them, he could also wear school uniforms.

The trousers are white wide-leg trousers, made of silk, which can be thrown into a perfect arc with the movements. Fortunately, there are not too many decorations on them.

Ye Luochen pinned the flower needle to the middle of the bow tie. The rehearsal is one show after another. They are the fourth ones. After the performance, they asked to evacuate. He originally wanted to stay here, but was dragged away by Fu Shen to discuss the dance. details.

Ye Luochen blinked, staring at the girls who had a picture of his face: "You don't need makeup?"

"Dehua." A girl with a high ponytail said, "You look so good-looking, and it will definitely be icing on the cake after you put on makeup. Then the lights will be very dark, and you won't be able to see your face without makeup."

"Should boys also be transformed?" Ye Luochen picked up a box of eye shadow on the table, remembering the scene when he was singing in the world.

"No, no, no." Gao Mawei said, "You just need to make some bottoms. Come early tomorrow, and we'll melt it for you."

Ye Luochen nodded obediently. He was very cold himself, with a sharp-edged face, but fortunately he had curly hair on his head. Coupled with his expression at the moment, it was easy to feel close to him.

Fu Shen stared at him suspiciously, while Ye Luochen avoided the gaze.

When Cheng Chuqian came, Ye Luochen had already changed back into his school uniform, greeted everyone, and took Ye Luochen away.

"What do you want to eat today?" he asked.

Ye Luochen took the initiative to open the door with the key: "I want to eat rose-flavored glutinous rice cakes!"

Cheng Chu smiled slightly: "Then I can't show my real body in front of you, in case you eat me up someday."

Ye Luochen dragged him into the kitchen, put on his apron, put on a mask for him, and poured glutinous rice flour into a basin.

"Get some water." Cheng Chuqian reminded, pinching a few rose petals in his hand, but there was no movement over there, just as he was about to turn his head to look, a ball of glutinous rice patted his face .

"White Rose!" Ye Luochen clapped his hands, as the flour flew around, he also got some on his face.

Cheng Chuqian wiped her face with a wet towel, then looked at him.

His face was covered in flour, and he was even more embarrassed than him.

Cheng Chuqian took out another piece, wiped his face, and muttered something like "don't waste food", Ye Luochen closed his eyes and looked up, feeling the cold touch of the wet wipe. Skip over his face.

Just as he was about to change a wet towel, his hand was pulled. Cheng Chuqian was pulled by this sudden force, and his whole body was about to fall forward. There was Ye Luochen in front of him, so he quickly supported him His waist was cushioned for a few steps before he fell down.

Ye Luochen looked at him, wrapping his arms around his neck.

"Your Highness, I want to kiss you."

Cheng Chuqian's palms tightened, and he happened to be carrying the piece of clothing material behind Ye Luochen's waist. He put his hand in it obsessively, and after saying this, he was very close to those red lips.

Repeated teasing will also cause fire, Cheng Chuqian tightened his hands again to let the other party fit him more closely, but just when he was about to touch, his face was gently pushed away.

Ye Luochen's eyes, which were still hot just now, instantly returned to calm, and his eyes looking at Cheng Chuqian were no longer disturbed.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle, and Cheng Chuqian didn't even react.

He turned his head and only heard the other party say: "Do you only like Qingqing?"

"Or, you only like me who is controlled. In the first world, I will rely on you. In the second world, I will fall in love with you. In the third world... I will act like a baby to you."

"But these are not me, I am not like this."

He suddenly laughed, even a little self-deprecating.

"I said, why do you always say nothing to my face? It's not because of this face, but because the soul under this face is me."

No matter how slow Cheng Chuqian was, he could react at this moment. He opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "When did you recover?"

"When opening the door." Ye Luochen said.

Cheng Chuqian wanted to explain, but Ye Luochen didn't want to listen to him anymore. After cleaning the flour from his hands, he walked to the door and opened it.

"In that case, I'll go."

The moment the door closed, Cheng Chu raised his hand dully, and touched the side of the face that was pushed away just now.

There was still flour on it, and it fell off when touched.

"Why didn't you continue the fight..." He murmured and laughed uncontrollably.

"Why don't you give me a good time?"

The author says:

In the next chapter, it's time to confess without accident.

Ye Luochen: I'm angry.

Cheng Chuqian: Wait for me!