Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

The sound of the car engine faded away one after another, and after a while, there was only one car left.

He Moran was lying on the back feeling restless, with his hot body and frowning brows, it was conceivable that he was not feeling well. Ye Xingze took a bottle of water and a towel, soaked the towel in water, wiped his cheeks and neck, and Ye Xingze could feel the heat while wearing the towels that were folded in two or three layers.

Seeing He Moran's appearance, Ye Xingze couldn't help but want to throw Liu Jia directly into the pile of zombies. Because of this, Li Weiran thought that he took Liu Jia away without anyone noticing. People make mistakes.

The sky outside was gradually getting dark. Ye Xingze sat in the car, locked the door tightly, and drew the curtains of the windows. The lights inside the car were turned on, and warm yellow light shone down. The small space easily gave people a sense of security. , It makes people relax, if He Moran, who is feverish and comatose, doesn't have the sound of some syllables that don't form sentences from time to time.

Ye Xingze also gradually calmed down, the protagonist, I can definitely get through it, just wait for yourself, sighed, sat closer to He Moran, turned over the towel and put it on He Moran again On his forehead, he was bored listening to He Moran's voice.

Ye Xingze responded from time to time like teasing a child. He took a bucket of instant noodles and opened them. He didn't bother to boil the water, and just ate the dry noodles. When they were too dry, he drank water. On the coat, Ye Xingze noticed it, dusted it casually, and smiled, he never thought that he would lead such a life.

He Moran seemed to be dreaming, murmuring something from time to time, "It's so hot..."

"It's right when it's hot," Ye Xingze replied boredly. This was the first time he ate instant noodles dryly. It tasted delicious after chewing. You can cook an egg on your forehead."

He Moran closed his eyes tightly, "Eggs—"

"No, I still want to eat eggs." Ye Xingze thought for a while, and tore open the instant noodle's vegetable bag, which contained dehydrated egg pieces. Bucket, "This is not tasty, I'll make one for you when we get to the base."

"Ye Xingze..."

"I'm older than you, so you should be called brother, do you know that?" After filling his stomach indiscriminately, Ye Xingze reached out and touched He Moran's forehead, it was still very hot, Ye Xingze flicked his head, "No big deal Little one, call me brother."

"Cold..." He Moran's hot body suddenly shivered.

Ye Xingze frowned and looked around, and finally took off his windbreaker and put it on He Moran, "Is it still cold? If it gets colder, I'll put you in a sleeping bag, and the sleeping bag will be warmer."

"Sleeping bag—" He Moran seemed to curl his lips, and his voice was vague, humming, "I want to be with..."

"With whom?"

"you."

"Why?" Ye Xingze remembered what happened last night, and suddenly realized that Li Weiran had offended He Moran.

He Moran didn't answer, his unconscious body writhed restlessly, probably because he was uncomfortable after lying down for too long, and wanted to turn over on a conditioned reflex.

"Hey!" Ye Xingze reached out his hand in time to stop him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "It's just such a small place, where are you going?"

He Moran gave a hum, didn't know what to say, and lay back on the body again, but his head seemed to be in a very uncomfortable state. After moving for a long time on his own, he finally moved up and lay his pillow on the wall of the carriage. This posture can make He Moran, who is thin and well-defined, have a double chin, although it is just a little bit.

Ye Xingze found the "pillow" that He Moran made for himself last night and stuffed it in, and He Moran moved back to the original position strangely.

"Also said that I'm not used to pillows." Ye Xingze sneered, and flicked He Moran's forehead again, as punishment for his lies.

However, He Moran became squeamish, completely different from when he was awake. It wasn't until Ye Xingze rubbed him perfunctorily that he calmed down.

Ye Xingze turned off the lights in the car. At night, the car was darker than outside, but warmer than outside. Ye Xingze put the back of the seat back and crossed his hands behind his head, but he didn't feel sleepy. In the end, he just stared at The roof is in a daze.

Thinking of He Moran blocking the way today, Ye Xingze suddenly felt that in this fast-traveling game, he was not the only one who had an initial liking for the other party. For the other party who had no memory, when he saw someone he was not familiar with, it was even strange to him. When the unfamiliar self may be hurt, he will also stand in front of him.

Even if he never saw himself in his own memory.

What else can I do, I can't hide.

Ye Xingze tilted his body and glanced at He Moran from the corner of his eye, sighed inwardly, but there was a distinct smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's really cheap for you.

Just after dawn, Ye Xingze opened his eyes. He was also a light sleeper. He stretched his waist, and after he rolled the back of the seat, he realized that green vines were wrapped around his left calf. Life is like a leaf stretched out, not tightly entwined, when Ye Xingze found it, the tip shook it very flatteringly.

Looking along the vines, the long one can be traced back to He Moran's palm, which was drilled out of the palm.

The temperature on He Moran's body also dropped slowly, his cheeks were not as red as last night, his breathing became even, and it seemed that he would wake up soon.

Ye Xingze relaxed, leaned over He Moran's lying body, and took his backpack behind the seat. The backpack was placed a little far away, so Ye Xingze could only lower his body, support He Moran's lying seat, and tried his best to I reached for it with my hands, and tried to straighten up after reaching the straps, but felt the pressure from my body.

The vines that ran out of He Moran's palm wrapped around Ye Xingze's back silently. After realizing that Ye Xingze wanted to leave, the vines tightened slightly and made Ye Xingze fall down unpreparedly. At the last moment, he pulled the backpack With his hand on the backpack, Ye Xingze didn't let it go down directly.

Is this the protagonist's ability?Ye Xingze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he patted the vines on his waist twice with his spare hand, "Release."

The vine seemed to understand people's words, but it seemed to be a little unwilling, the speed of loosening was extremely slow, and Ye Xingze used his strength to straighten up again.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the vines quickly entangled him again, pulling Ye Xingze down and pressing him down. This time Ye Xingze was prepared, and he didn't almost completely press down like before. Ye Xingze was a little angry, but he still didn't understand why The relationship between Mo Ran and the vine is not easy to attack directly, and in the end he just slapped the vine with all his strength, "Is it over?"

A muffled grunt came from directly below.

Ye Xingze looked up, He Moran had opened his eyes and was looking at him.

As soon as He Moran opened his eyes, he saw the loosening vines on Ye Xingze's body. There seemed to be some strange connection in his heart, which made him pull Ye Xingze off with a slight force in his palm.

"Are you awake?" Ye Xingze's voice was pleasantly surprised. Although he knew that the other party was the protagonist, he would definitely be able to survive, but he didn't see He Moran open his eyes. Red? Fever again?"

"No...no." He Moran lowered his eyes and stammered a rare sound. The vines wrapped around Ye Xingze's waist were slowly moving. Ye Xingze was only wearing a shirt on his upper body. He Moran found that he could pass through the vines. Feeling the muscle texture of Ye Xingze's abdomen, he blushed.

Wanting to restrain the vine and stop rubbing against it, the little thing seemed disobedient again and was still moving. He Moran apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I can't control it."

"Oh?" Ye Xingze looked down at the vines on his waist in a bent posture, and then looked back at He Moran, with He Moran's familiar smile in his eyes, "Is it because you can't control it, or it's because you can't control it too well." ah?"

"I—I didn't." He Moran easily understood Ye Xingze's implication. With a thought, the vines first enlarged to hang around Ye Xingze's waist, and then were quickly retracted. After the palm returned to normal, He Moran Lost for a long time.

"It's well controlled." Ye Xingze was in a good mood when he saw the person woke up, and he opened his mouth to make jokes.

He Moran, as if he had just come back to it, said that he couldn't control it a little bit, but now he retracted it so neatly, and there was no feeling of bad control at all. In this way, it was more like he was manipulating the vine to entangle him deliberately. Ye Xingze's waist is average.

Satisfied, Ye Xingze straightened up, found a seat and sat down, "Bring me my backpack."

"Why don't you take it yourself?" He Moran was embarrassed by what happened just now, but still handed the backpack to Ye Xingze.

"I wanted to take it just now, but you have been stopping me," Ye Xingze thought he was telling the truth, but when he saw He Moran was about to become angry, he took out a few pieces of fruit candy from his backpack and handed them to He Moran, " give you."

He took out another lollipop, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth.

It would cost eight or nine yuan to give He Moran, He Moran looked at the rare and generous Ye Xingze in surprise, and suppressed the anger in his heart, "Give it all to me?"

"Well," Ye Xingze nodded, "I'll give you all, don't be angry."

"I'm out of breath." He Moran muttered, carefully putting away the candy Ye Xingze gave him.

"They're going back to the base first, so let's go back too." Ye Xingze got out of the car, got into the driver's seat, and started the car. "Take a good feel of your abilities and see if there's anything else on the vines."

When He Moran heard this, he opened his palm to urge the vine, and a small bud that just appeared was tender green. He shook his head, as if greeting his master.

He Moran stretched out his hand to control the vine to grow longer, but he didn't see any difference. Finally, the vine slipped into the driver's seat rather bored, and poked Ye Xingze's shoulder.

Ye Xingze shrugged, "Don't mess around."

"No, didn't you ask me to take a good look at it?" He Moran felt a little playful, but he was still talking hard. The vine had already touched Ye Xingze's collar, and he seemed to be ready to move.

He Moran sat closer to the driver's seat. The awakening of supernatural powers also strengthened his five senses. He could clearly see where Ye Xingze's neck was in contact with the fabric. He Moran's unconscious thoughts had already followed the vines. .

Suddenly a chuckle was heard.

"He Moran, is this because you can't control it well, or did you do it on purpose?"

The author has something to say:

I just found out that vines are pronounced as tengwan