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Qiao's fingers roamed over the lustrous moist skin, touching it gently at first, then quietly becoming hot, and then gliding towards the Sentinel's particularly sensitive area intentionally or unintentionally... Encountering this sneak attack, Zhou Zekai seemed to have stepped into an electric wave array , The crisp and numb pleasure spread all over the body from the place it touched, and I couldn't even stand firmly, so I had to try my best to restrain myself from imagining the joy that was about to begin, and suppressed the shame for no reason, clasped my hands to the wall, and silently unfolded my body.

In the steamy bathroom, there is a charming atmosphere.

Under the cover of the water flow, it is difficult to hear the sound of heartbeat, breathing, and even the sound of water and slapping at the intersection; it is also impossible to see the expression of the other party from the posture of being eagerly demanded from behind.He couldn't hear or see it, but he clearly felt that the beating in his chest was in sync with Jiang Botao's pulsation in his body—this small detail made Zhou Zekai instantly ignite some inexplicable heat, unconsciously shaking his waist in accordance with the rhythm, and then There is no room for thinking.

8: 00AM

Although he distracted the other party's attention in time, he finally said a certain sentence - when Jiang Botao opened his eyes, he was still thinking of the word "mistake".

There was warmth from skin to skin from behind.Even in the dream, the gun king's fingers naturally wrapped around his waist, hugging him loosely like a large pillow.When the two of them slept together, he often showed this childlike defenselessness unconsciously.

Jiang Botao enjoyed this warmth, and at the same time thought silently: For Zhou Zekai, how different is the difference between himself and the comfort object (Note 1); )?

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Note 1: Solace, also known as transitional objects, refers to objects used to provide psychological comfort, such as plush toys for children, simulated pets for the elderly, etc., and its effect is particularly obvious in unusual environments.

Note 2: Empathy refers to the process in which the desire of the patient with mental illness is transferred to the psychotherapist and realized. This desire is usually a longing that was not satisfied in childhood.Among them, the emotions of positive transference are positive, tender, and admirable, which often make patients think that they are in love with the psychotherapist.

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It is undeniable that the encounter between the gun king and the magic swordsman seems ordinary, but it is actually very special: the poor-spoken sentinel lacks sufficient communication for a long time, and the interpersonal relationship has encountered a bottleneck, and has been forced to the brink of collapse; at this time, the transfer The self who came over, calmed his emotions naturally, and helped him solve this dilemma for various reasons happened to be the existence of dual identities of comfort and psychotherapist.

Jiang Botao sighed silently.He has long since lost his qualifications to be the other party's psychotherapist. The necessary skill for a therapist is to remain calm and objective, and must not be led by the patient's empathy; but he himself has fallen in love with Zhou Zekai from the bottom of his heart.

Such feelings are not only inappropriate, but even a bit immoral—psychological patients under the influence of empathy are not normal adults in a sense, but more like children who need protection.The "like" that sprouted in this state is really not a normal emotion, and considering the sentry's natural attachment to the guide... how much of the pure emotion that is almost written on the other party's face is really out of the original. What do you like about yourself?Jiang Botao couldn't be sure, so he had no choice but to hide the fact that he fell in love with the other party day by day, and at the same time pretended not to notice the other party's feelings.

If the Sentinel hadn't exploded with bond fever, and hadn't suppressed himself to the point of hurting his body, the guide would have chosen to just do nothing and stay by his side silently, never showing the emotion that can be realized just by opening his mouth .

It just happened.

Before he could understand Zhou Zekai's true feelings, he was defeated by his own feelings, confessed, and combined with the other party.

"Once we are united, only death can separate us." The young sentinel probably still couldn't really understand how heavy the words were said at the time.The guide, however, knew with absolute certainty that if the positive feelings between the two were lost, the relationship that could only be separated by death would become a terrible nightmare—he had already heard that in the process of learning to control and use his own abilities. Too many cruel examples.

The current situation is actually not bad, but there are some things that he can't help but hope to be more certain about.When Jiang Botao found jealousy in the other party's emotional flow, he was so happy that he spoke out from the bottom of his heart according to the situation; the shock and grievance of the sentinel at that moment, just in retrospect, made him feel unbearable.

Showdown here?The answer is of course no.Jiang Botao would not do anything he was not sure of, and he was especially cautious when it involved Zhou Zekai.Just pretend last night's gaffe never happened, he thought.

After waking up from the haze in the morning, Zhou Zekai fell into long-term thinking, no matter how he tried to divert his attention, it didn't have the desired effect.In the end, the sentinel, who seldom took the initiative to speak, stared seriously into the eyes of his deputy, a little hesitant, but asked unavoidably: "...why?"

Neither of them would misunderstand this nonsensical question.Looking at those pupils that kept staring into his eyes, Jiang Botao smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and simply explained his worries.

After listening to his words, Zhou Zekai's brows were tightly knit together.Without saying a word, the sentinel's strong anger was vividly conveyed, creating a sharp pain like a needle prick in the guide's chest.This time, Jiang Botao didn't try to dissolve his emotions, but just quietly endured this unconscious violence—compared to the harm he had caused the other party with his words just now, this was really nothing.

Since joining... no, since they met, this is the first time they have confronted each other head-on.When the two were together, they seldom talked, and even the moment of suspected dispute was silent.

The one-sided anger was like a torrent, pouring out from Zhou Zekai's side uncontrollably, pounced on the magic swordsman, and was silently accepted as if it flowed into the sea.Jiang Botao's face was always gentle, but he didn't intend to give in at all. Even if the other party's anger was hurt and wronged, the guide suppressed the strong agitation eager to appease the other party, and looked back with a calm attitude.

In the atmosphere of confrontation, Zhou Zekai's anger grew deeper and deeper, but his eyes became more and more hurt.Jiang Botao stretched out his hand, wanting to use a hug to dilute the other party's heavy emotions that directly twisted his chest and made him almost breathless.

The outstretched hand was quickly pushed away.

As the target of the gun king's anger, Jiang Botao felt that the other party did not have a trace of dark emotion even at this moment, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: In the final analysis, the reason for today's situation is still his own.

Pushing away the other party, Zhou Zekai was a little dazed instead, looking at his hands and his lover's expression, it was obvious that this rejection surprised even himself.On the contrary, the guide had an expression of understanding, which subtly discouraged the sentinel: he knew himself very well, but he had never realized until now that the person he liked so much did not believe in his feelings—maybe, he The possibility just mentioned is not as ridiculous as it seems.

"Why don't we...separate for a few days?" Noticing that the other party gradually regained his composure, Jiang Botao thought about it and proposed in his usual gentle tone.

Zhou Zekai looked over silently, the look in his eyes almost made Jiang Botao surrender on the spot; he just looked at the guide like this, thought for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

If it were someone else, Jiang Botao would inevitably feel nervous: The two of them wanted to be together, they confessed their love, the bed sheets were rolled, and everyone around them agreed, wouldn't it be good to just go on like this?But Zhou Zekai would not think so simply.

Gun King likes a person, that is [-]%.No matter how hard it is for him to accept, no matter how angry and wronged he is, he will try his best to think about the other party's thoughts.Maybe it will take him much longer than most people to sort out the results, but the quality of his thinking is beyond doubt.Besides, even when he was the most angry, Zhou Zekai knew a simple fact: the person he likes also seriously likes him - that's enough.

9: 30AM

The sentinel was inevitably drowsy, not to mention that the tossing and tossing was a bit exaggerated last night. He slept late and naturally woke up late. After such a twists and turns, it was already past the breakfast time.The two checked out of the room, not coveting the convenience of eating Starbucks nearby, walked to the alley behind the hotel, walked around for a while, and finally found a breakfast shop selling soy milk buns.In this area next to tourist spots, there are high-priced restaurants one after another, and there are very few simple shops; so even at this time, there are still long queues in the store.

The wet clothes of the two of them had been washed by the hotel last night, and this morning Zhou Zekai was still dressed in a neat suit, even if he was somewhat gloomy, it was just that his handsomeness was mixed with a bit of melancholy, which made him even more eye-catching.Fortunately, there are usually no game nerds in the breakfast shop, and he queued up to buy soy milk with his own deputy team, which only attracted the admiration of others, so that he would not be exposed as a half-star.

From the five-star hotel to the roadside breakfast shop, sitting on the oil-stained bench, warming his stomach with half a bowl of soy milk, Jiang Botao suddenly felt that the exquisite and prosperous fashion conference last night was as illusory as a dream.

Zhou Zekai was more used to this kind of gap. He sat down calmly, bit a bun, and immediately distorted his handsome face—the sentinel's five senses are too sensitive, and he is afraid of the cold and heat. The steamed stuffed buns in the store are freshly out of the cage, and when I bite down, they are so hot that I almost ooze tears.

Jiang Botao hastened to use his tenth-level chatting skill, and insisted on asking for a glass of cold water from the busy boss, and handed it to him.Zhou Zekai took over