After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Hua Ming turned his head, rolled his eyes fiercely, and gnashed his teeth in his heart, cursing, but...

It's really cold, even if you push your hand forward, it's still terribly cold, it's a damn thing...

"Closer to me, it won't be so cold."

Hua Ming chuckled, and said stiffly, "Thank you, I'm not cold at all, I'm hot."

Close to you?

Even if I, Hua Ming, die of cold, I will never approach you!

I won't stick to you!

I, Hua Ming, would rather die than surrender!Rather Stick to your guns!I'd rather be cold to death than leave you alone!

He's not a fool, how could he not know that Liu An likes to read his mind, when he gets close, it must be those shameless words again!

"Who is that shivering?"

"Who is breathing hot air into the palm of his hand?"

"Huh? Is it stupid pig?"

Hua Ming: "??"

On Hua Ming's surface, silence is golden, but in his heart, there are thousands of horses galloping past, kicking up layers of mud, and clenching his fists even tighter.

He endured...he endured...

He continues to endure!

"What, are you dumb again?"

"When I speak to you, remember to answer me."

Hua Ming: It's this fucking domineering behavior again, so I'm speechless!

What did he think he was?

It's nothing more than a little cardboard man, so give him a shout!

but……

He is just a little paper man now, and he is still an extremely humble little paper man, and he has nothing to play with!

Hua Ming had no choice but to bear the humiliation and nodded, and said rather helplessly: "Oh..."

A short "oh", but it expresses countless helplessness and sadness, as well as a lot of anger and anxiety.

fatal……

It is really fatal!

Besides, there are no extra words in his mind, fatal!

"The legs are shaking non-stop, and the shoulders are also shaking. Are you telling me it's cold?"

"Brother, do I look stupid?"

Hua Ming: "..."

"Hehe, thank you!"

Liu An patted the ground next to him again, his lazy eyes were raised, and he said with a smile: "Then why don't you come over?"

Just don't go!

Who wants to be so close to you!

I'd rather be frozen to death, I... my Hua Ming's bones are very hard!

Hua Ming held his head high, insisting on the last trace of his pride, and said stubbornly: "I'm not cold, so why are you leaning against each other? Aren't you afraid of dying from the heat?"

Hot to death?

All fingers are trembling, you tell me it's hot?

Epilepsy?

Brother, you...you shouldn't take me for a fool, my eyes are easy to use...

Liu An looked at him a little more helplessly, shook his head again, and sighed softly: "Okay, okay, you're going to be so hot, it doesn't matter."

"But, I'm cold..."

"Brother, you won't be so cruel, will you?"

Hua Ming frowned: "..."

Before he had time to say anything, Liu An quickly moved to his side, hugged his arm with both hands, and leaned his head on his shoulder, and murmured: "Senior brother, I'm cold... "

"Brother, did I almost die just now..."

"A person like me should actually die early in the morning. Fortunately, there is a senior brother..."

"In my life, I was lucky to meet my senior brother."

Hua Ming originally wanted to push him away, but when he heard his sad words, he felt a little sore for a moment, and unconsciously patted his back lightly.

"Liu An, you can't always grope in the haze of the past, the pain will only make you sink deeper and deeper, and you will become less and less human..."

"Since you still have breath, you have to live upright, like a human being..."

Liu An closed his eyes and smiled bitterly: "You are the only one who thinks I am still human. From their point of view..."

"Brother, you are a fool."

This sentence is a little helpless and humble, but also a little ridiculous and joyful. All kinds of complicated emotions are intertwined, just like...

All kinds of condiments are overwhelmed in my heart...

As a result, he held Hua Ming's arm even harder, as if it was his life-saving straw, and his body also trembled slightly...

He can't live without his senior brother, absolutely not!

He is sick, his illness...he can't restrain himself, just like a lunatic, only when he sees his senior brother will he get better...

If there is no brother, he will die, will die...

If there is no senior brother, he will definitely die!

Thinking of this, the temperature of Liu An's fingertips also dropped rapidly, and it was thin and cool. He clasped his arm vigorously, and his voice trembled slightly: "Brother, hold me tight."

"I am cold……"

"Brother, I'm really cold, cold..."

Hua Ming was startled, then he struggled weakly with both hands, his fingers slightly bent: "But..."

"You frame me so tightly, how can I hug you?"

"I just have two hands..."

Only then did Liu An wrap his arms around his waist again, leaning against his arms, and said pitifully, "Brother, I really...really have only you."

"No one can take you away from me."

Hua Ming sighed weakly, then stretched out his hand and patted his back lightly, his voice softened a bit: "Okay, okay, I won't go, I won't go..."

"How can I go?"

"If you really leave, you won't look back just now."

Liu An's thin hand held the back of his head, and their bodies were also tightly pressed against each other, with the corners of their clothes rubbing against each other...

The sparks burned more and more vigorously in this cold night, and even made the sound of dry firewood breaking apart, once or twice, which was particularly ear-catching in this quiet night.

I don't know if it's because of the fire, or because of the body temperature, but the clothes are gradually drying...

However, they still kept their fingers clasped together.

"The clothes are dry, put them on."

Liu An shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and ran his fingers through his half-dried hair: "What's the hurry?"

Just stretching out a hand, the clothes automatically flew into his palm, and Liu An covered them with the clothes: "It's late at night, go to sleep."

Hua Ming: "??"

sleep?

What do you mean?

Hua Ming's eyelids blinked twice quickly, and his lips moved: "Are you sure?"

The two just cuddled together like this, he was still hugging his waist and leaning in his arms, and when he raised his head, he almost...

Almost kissed him on the chin...

Are you sure who does the dishes?

Liu An lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little weak: "Brother, I'm really sick..."

"Brother, I'm sick, you...do you ignore me?"

"Brother, I can't move..."

Hua Ming: "..."

Forget it……

It's just a poor little villain, why is he a little unreasonable?

Hua Ming shook his head: "If I don't follow you, what else can I do?"