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The whole living room was in a mess as if it had been raided by bandits. Ji Yanli tiptoed over the messy wreckage, and took out the home first aid kit from the height of the cabinet.

Xi Ye sat on the chair in the dining room, leaning his head against his head like a big dog that has done something wrong and remained silent. on the ground.

Ji Yanli carried the first-aid kit and squatted in front of him, endured and endured, and still couldn't help but teach: "Look! You're like a hedgehog when you look at yourself! Why don't you wear shoes at home! You can't feel it Does it hurt or what! I told you not to go, don’t go and tell you to sit down, and you didn’t listen to me!”

Xi Ye: "..."

Xi Ye looked away, rubbed his nose, "I might as well do it myself."

"do not move!"

Ji Yanli squatted down and used tweezers to remove all the glass shards on the soles of his feet bit by bit. Some pierced so deep that it was shocking. After the removal, he had to pour alcohol to disinfect it.

The whole process was long and tormented. Xi Ye changed countless positions in the middle, but Ji Yanli showed unparalleled patience and told him a story about a child who died because glass shards flowed into the blood vessels from the wound and entered the heart along the blood circulation. of horror stories.

Xi Ye leaned his head on the edge of the back of the chair, stared blankly at the blank ceiling for a long time, and finally said: "Senior... I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Ji Yanli concentrated on handling those small and broken glass shards without raising his head, "I'm sorry for what?"

"..." Xi Ye frowned, and raised his head together with his voice: "Don't tell me what you think..."

Halfway through, he stopped talking, took a deep breath, softened up and said in a low voice, "All the things just now, I don't really think about Auntie... nor do I really think you..." Xi Ye was silent for a while, "Forget it Do you want to say that you know?"

"Huh?" Ji Yanli raised his head and glanced at him hastily, as if he felt that he was busy with business and that Xi Ye's business could stand aside, he held a cotton swab between his fingers and dipped it in alcohol, squinting his eyes to gently disinfect the small wound , "It's okay, don't take it to heart, even if it's true, it doesn't matter."

Xi Ye fell silent again.

After rinsing with alcohol, Ji Yanli tied Xi Ye's feet thickly into pig's feet with gauze and bandages, and ordered him to sit still, thinking that both of them were hungry and should eat something, but after looking around, they found The kitchen was empty, as if no one had lived in it for decades. There was only one moldy apple with green hairs in the refrigerator, so I had to dismantle the instant noodles and make a pot of it. At the same time, I took the broom and dustpan and started sweeping the floor.

Ji Yanli forbade Xi Ye to put his feet on the ground, so he could only hang in the air on the chair, sitting upside down, with his forearms on the back of the chair, his head on his hands, and swayed left and right following Ji Yanli's walking track.

Ji Yanli scanned, then suddenly picked up the fragments of the vase, and looked at it against the light: "Is this very expensive?"

Xi Ye glanced at it: "I don't remember, my dad bought it for hundreds of thousands."

Ji Yanli: "..."

Ji Yanli: "It's really hard for me not to be angry."

Xi Ye pointed to the fragments at his feet, tilted his head to look at him, and a twilight and teasing light appeared in his daily life: "That purple clay pot is actually more expensive than a vase."

Ji Yanli was heartbroken, and he raised his forehead and said, "Can they still be glued together? I can find a way to glue them together."

Xi Ye: "...what do you think?"

While sweeping the floor, Ji Yanli sighed, as if he was sweeping cash, or his broken heart.

A pot of instant noodles, plus two poached eggs, Ji Yanli never gave him soft-boiled eggs before, saying it was unhygienic and had to be boiled, but today he made an exception and made him a beautiful light golden soft-boiled egg, lying on the hot steam Teng Teng's face.

After eating, Ji Yanli washed the dishes again, wiped his hands on the apron, tilted his head and stared at Xi Ye's head for a while: "How long has it been since you cut your hair? Shall I cut it for you?"

Xi Ye's eyes were full of distrust.

"My head was cut by myself," Ji Yanli argued, "There is also Yihe's head and my mother's head."

Xi Ye muttered in a low voice: "No wonder they are all so ugly..."

Ji Yanli: "???"

Ji Yanli: "Can you say it again?"

In the end, under the coercion of the senior but not the temptation, because his foot was injured and there was no way to escape, Xi Ye was strangled by a white towel, with a mirror in front of him, Ji Yanli copied a pair of scissors that were obviously just ordinary kitchen utensils and pointed them at his Head gesture: "Is it okay to be so short?"

Xi Ye gave up on himself and said, "It's all right, the main thing is to look at the face."

"Your original hairstyle is as messy as a chicken coop! Do you still dislike me?"

"...That's the style I made. The hairdresser who cut my hair is a hairdresser who returned from studying in Paris. It costs five figures at a time."

"It's not clean and refreshing at all, you're still a student."

"Senior, please, don't cut it to size for me."

"What's wrong with the board size..."

"Cut it without washing your hair! Damn the grass, you cut it flat! I really can't bear it!"

"Don't move around! Cutting your head is harder than Yihe!"

……

Finally, Xi Ye gave up struggling, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, looking like he was dead and burning paper, with deep dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't closed his eyes to sleep for a long time.

The cold scissors moved slowly against his forehead, and Ji Yanli leaned over his head, concentrating on it, holding his breath, with a pleasant fragrance on his body, and soft palms supporting his face.

Xi Ye thought in a daze, forget it, ugly is ugly, and he admitted it.

I don’t know which planet Ji’s hair-cutting program came from. After Ji Yanli finished cutting his hair, he ransacked the box and found a big bucket for him to hold, then boiled water and rinsed it with cold water to wash his hair. Xi Ye said he couldn’t wash it himself, and Ji Yanli said yes, But you have to make sure that your feet don't touch the ground and don't touch the water. I want to see how you wash them.

Ji Yanli was too troubled, Xi Ye could only hold the bucket and lower his head, hearing the sound of splashing water in his ears, Ji Yanli reached out to test the temperature, then poured water on his head with a small basin, asked Whether he was hot or not, he squeezed some cool shampoo on his head after a while, and the slender fingers rubbed out delicate and soft bubbles under the water flow at just the right temperature.

"I'll scratch your head for you, so you can sleep well at night." Ji Yanli's voice was soft, like a paper boat floating on the water.

After washing, Ji Yanli found a way to find a multi-row socket, dragged the long cord, and held up a hair dryer to blow his hair. Xi Ye's black hair was flying wildly in the hot wind. The hair is loosened and loosened.

Xi Ye looked at the mirror silently, the hair in the mirror was indeed much shorter, in line with the school rules, neat and capable, with well-defined layers, the broken hair covered the thick and sharp eyebrows, making the eyes dark, and looked more obedient than the original hairstyle a little bit.

Ji Yanli has cut the heads of the whole family for many years, and his skills are not too bad.

Ji Yanli put down the hair dryer with a smile, and held his face in the mirror: "Is he handsome?"

Xi Ye clicked his tongue: "What do you think?"

"It's pretty handsome." Ji Yanli patted his head, unplugged the hair dryer cord, and rolled it up in a circle.

"What's 'Ting'?" Xi Ye was unhappy, pointing to the mirror, "So handsome is just 'Ting'?"

"Don't be obedient, come and sleep." Ji Yanli walked into the bedroom of the guest room on the first floor. Fortunately, the guest room of Xi Ye's house has been cleaned by the aunt all the time.

"Didn't you let me go to the ground? How can I get there?"

"You just find two poles to support and fly over."

Xi Ye: "???"

Hearing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Ji Yanli poked his head out of the room: "Did I overestimate you? Who was omnipotent just now? Why can't you take two steps now?"

"Are you so damaged? And when did I have a big stone in my chest?"

Ji Yanli came over and looked down at him: "Is the chair strong? Although it may sound a little ugly, but shall I drag you there?"

Xi Ye held out his hand to him.

"What are you doing?" Ji Yanli looked at him, "You want me to hug you?"

Xi Ye nodded.

Ji Yanli couldn't help laughing: "How old are you? How much do you weigh? I can hug you?"

Xi Ye: "I try to inhale."

"As long as you have been to school for two days..." Ji Yanli looked at his stubborn eyes, and let go, "Okay, okay, I will try my best, breathe in, breathe in, and you can breathe in until your lungs are as big as the house Floating up..."

Ji Yanli hugged him, without a clue in his mind. With great effort, he made a very funny "Hey" sound, dragged Xi Ye's waist and buttocks, and lifted him up like a pig, staggering He took two steps back, then fell to the ground with a bang.

When he fell down, Xi Ye took him in his arms and turned him over, and finally the one underneath became Xi Ye. Ji Yanli lay on Xi Ye's chest, feeling bored for a long time, couldn't help laughing, and propped himself up Looking at him: "Really, you have two hundred catties, right?"

"Fart," Xi Ye rested his forearm on his eyes, laughing so hard that his abdominal muscles were shaking, "I weighed [-] pounds if I stretched to death."

The two laughed like fools on the ground for a long time, and finally made a compromise. Ji Yanli dragged him to sleep on the sofa, carried out the thin quilt on the first floor and tucked him in. The heavy curtains were pulled up to block the French windows, It was as if the sky was covering the sun, and the living room was suddenly as dark as midnight.

Ji Yanli patted his head in the dark: "Sleep, you... have a good rest."

Xi Ye didn't speak, and asked after a while: "What are you doing? How can I sleep when you sit there like a door god?"

"You can't see me again."

"I can see you."

"How can you see me with your eyes closed!"

"..." Xi Ye said, "It's so dark, I can't sleep."

The young master was hard to take care of, so Ji Yanli had no choice but to move the surviving desk lamp from upstairs. The small warm yellow lamp was placed on the coffee table to illuminate a sofa.

Ji Yanli brought his schoolbag over, took out the papers, bent his legs, put them on his knees, drew out his pen and began to write: "Go to sleep, I won't look at you, I will do my homework."

The sound of the pen tip scratching across the paper was monotonous and boring, like eating mulberry leaves. From time to time, accompanied by the slight sound of turning pages, the living room returned to silence.

Ji Yanli concentrated on writing the question, and gradually lost track of time, only to hear Xi Ye turning over more and more frequently, even kicking the quilt on the ground.

Ji Yanli put down the pen and paper, squatted down lightly and picked up the quilt, trying to cover him again.

At that moment, without warning, Xi Ye suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, and shouted loudly: "Ji Yanli!"

The hoarse roar echoed in the living room, shaking the windows so that they slammed lightly, and the long tails of the crystal chandeliers tinkled and clashed.

Ji Yanli grabbed the thin quilt and shivered in fright: "Huh?"

An Ning's warm light shone on his side face, Xi Ye was sweating profusely, he was still in shock, his eyes were full of thick bloodshot eyes, he was panting, his panicked eyes gradually focused, and dazed and unconscious tears flowed from him like broken beads. Face rolls.

Ji Yanli stretched out his hand and said softly, "Did you have a nightmare? It's okay..."

Xi Ye hugged Ji Yanli fiercely in his arms, as if trying to rub him into his body with force, pressed his forehead against his chest, gave a low hum, and then broke down in sobs.