Be salted fish in paranoid literature

The room was dark, and the curtains had a very good blackout effect. I could only vaguely see a figure on the bed...

A thin rustling sound sounded.

Xu Ruchi turned over and wanted to open his eyes in a daze, but the room was not turned on, and he couldn't see anything, so he closed his eyes lazily.

The arm unconsciously moved to the side...

no one.

Realizing this, he frowned slightly, sat up from the bed with some difficulty, and looked around in a daze.

people...

He squeezed the quilt with his fingers, lowered his head and curled his mouth, feeling inexplicably unhappy.

Why didn't Qin Sheng wait for him?

Raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, he was still not in the mood. He lifted his quilt hazily, raised his legs and prepared to go down...

Maybe it was because the room was too dark, or maybe it was because people slept too deeply.

Barely standing up, although still shaking a little.

"Shoes... Where are the shoes?" He muttered to himself, leaning on his knees and trying to look down.

Not allowed to walk barefoot...

The carpet was originally dark, and the curtains were not drawn, so Xu Ruchi couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

Even though it's right behind his feet.

"I can't find it..." He mumbled to himself, wanting to turn around and go to the other side of the bed to find his own slippers.

But as soon as he turned around, he was suddenly caught by the "slippers" he was looking for, and his body was sluggish because he had just woken up.

This time, he didn't react at all, and fell straight down.

pat-

The knee directly hit the corner of the bedside table, and there was a lot of movement, and the person curled up into a ball in pain.

Just after waking up, with a little emotion at first, he sat up with his arms propped up.

He lifted up his pajamas and took a worried look...

There was a bruise on the knee.

Breathing heavily in anger, Xu Ruchi wiped away the tears from the pain, and then cast a vicious glance at the corner of the bedside table.

Angrily kicked over...

Then it changed from hugging the knees with teary eyes to hugging the feet with tearful eyes.

He didn't let out any breath, and even made the back of his feet black and blue.

"..."

Xu Ruchi cleared his mind for a while, looked at his knees, and then pulled down his pajama pants.

The bruises were gone.

His eyes moved to the instep of his feet, then he put on the slippers and observed carefully.

Hmm...shouldn't be able to see it.

Just as he raised his foot to observe, there was a movement from the door, which seemed to be the sound of the doorknob turning.

Xu Ruchi adjusted his pajamas nervously, and then checked his insteps again.

Well, covered, covered.

Eh?He is still sitting on the ground!

Anxiously looking in the direction of the door, he tried to stand up quickly with the support of his arms, but the pile of the carpet was very soft.

One didn't pay attention, and his wrist slipped to the side.

It doesn't matter if the person didn't stand up, and fell back hard again.

But at this time, Qin Sheng had already walked over...

The curtains were finally drawn, and the room became very bright, so the bruises were more conspicuous...

"Sleep well, what are you doing down here?" The tone was slightly preaching, and the brows were still frowning.

He obviously just brought someone a glass of honey water, so why did he fall again?

Originally, the bruises were not easy to get rid of, and one would pop up every now and then.

He also insisted that it didn't hurt.

Turning around, I went to the bedside table to look for medicine, thinking that I still have to apply it...

"Because you're not here..." He confessed honestly, with a hint of complaint.

Xu Ruchi sat by the bed, with his legs hanging down, pursed his lips, and quietly glanced at the person who brought him the medicine.

When the person turned around and came back, he quickly withdrew his eyes again,

Did not see, did not see.

It's just a piece on the back of the foot, Qin Sheng probably wouldn't say anything.

This kind of bruise will heal in a few days, so there is no need to make such a fuss...

"Does it hurt?" He squeezed the man's calf, looked down at the bruise on the instep, and asked.

Xu Ruchi: "Actually, no—"

Before he could say the word pain, Qin Sheng poked the back of his instep, which happened to be the bruise.

"Eh!"

The foot instinctively wanted to shrink back.

But the calf was held by someone, and it didn't... didn't move.

"Don't lie." The tone was a little heavy.

Xu Ruchi looked down at the person who had applied the safflower oil to him, and felt extremely guilty, and subconsciously wanted to cover his knees with the quilt.

"How did you do it?" Qin Sheng looked at the back of the person's instep, thinking that the bruise should not be there.

It was obviously just a fall, why did it hit so badly...

"Ah... this..." Still thinking about the words to explain.

Maybe he felt that it was inconvenient to apply medicine to people like this, so he simply hugged the person on his left leg with one arm, and let him sit on his shoulders.

The ankle was pinched, and I was going to paint a little more.

Xu Ruchi watched his loose pajama pants slipping down his thighs, and pulled them forward in fear.

"Speak well." Rubbing the drooping eyes, hoping to have some effect, at least not to make people hurt too much.

Hearing the meaning of preaching in some words, he hesitated for a while, feeling that the consequences of his dishonesty might be disastrous, so he pointed to the side of the bed and explained slowly:

"I... I kicked it."

The hand that applied the medicine paused, and his eyes followed the person's hand...

The eyebrows furrowed deeper, it was a bedside table.

"I didn't kick it for nothing, it's because it was in the corner of the cabinet—"

Originally explaining indignantly, but the brain suddenly braked suddenly, and quickly shut up.

"Go on, what's the matter?"

The originally peaceful person in his arms was a little nervous and wanted to retract his feet, and his fingers were still tugging on the pajamas carefully.

It seems to want to cover something.

Qin Sheng simply grabbed the dishonest hand, and stroked up his pajamas with an ugly expression. The clothes were already slippery, but with this stroke, all of them were exposed.

The bruise on the knee was obviously even larger than the area on the instep.

"..."

It seems that he hid it for a long time, and he didn't intend to let himself see it in his heart. If he hadn't happened to enter the door, would he still be able to cover the injury on his instep?

I usually protect people so well, and stop doing it when I cry out for a while, but now I have learned to hide my injuries without saying a word.

I still get used to it.

"Anyway, it's going to be bruised." There was no tone of voice.

Xu Ruchi felt a little scared, and wanted to go down aggrieved, but his calf was caught, so he could only wait for the training.

"Ah?" He didn't understand what Qin Sheng was talking about.

"You might as well let me get it out."

Xu Ruchi's brain digested the meaning of this sentence, and he felt the arms around his waist tightened a little, and his eyes closed nervously.

The hand on the calf slid upwards, and the person in his arms flinched and wanted to back away.

I didn't know what happened, I just wanted to turn around and leave, but my beautiful fair neck was suddenly stared at.

"It hurts..." the tone of the wronged voice changed.

The hand was still held by someone, and he wanted to break free, but instead he was taught a lesson and pinched his palm.

The calf kicked angrily——

In the end Qin Sheng still didn't calm down, as soon as he heard the wronged whimper, he had to stop and try to coax him.

"Who taught you to hide your wounds?" The tone didn't change much, and it didn't sound pleasant.

But the action of applying the medicine on the hand is already very gentle...

"No, no one." With his head buried on Qin Sheng's shoulder, he replied sullenly, with a strong cry.

Qin Sheng painted the patch on the knee for the person, straightened the person's leg, and rubbed the calf to make it less uncomfortable.

"Why hide?" He pinched the man's fingers, trying to appease him.

But when asked about this, the person in his arms became silent again...

"Tsk..."

After Xu Ruchi heard it, he hugged Qin Sheng's neck tightly again in aggrieved manner, and buried him even deeper in a foolish way.

"No...I don't want you to see it."

When Qin Sheng heard what the man said, he probably figured out why, he twirled the man's fingers helplessly, and then clasped them.

"But I saw it anyway."

"What shall we do?"

"You made me angry twice in a row, what do you think you're going to do?"

Xu Ruchi's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, and felt that this person was really bad, so he angrily raised his head and complained:

"I was bitten by you... What else do you want?"

You don't need to look to know that there are several marks, how can he go downstairs...

"Well, are you finally willing to look up at me?"

"Are you a little ostrich?"

The voice is very magnetic, just lowering the voice to ask, the eyes are all reflecting that person.

"No." He seemed to feel a little ashamed, and turned his head aside.

Qin Sheng feels that sometimes people are like little mussels. When they are unhappy, they can even keep themselves bored for a whole day, saying that they ignore people and ignore them.

But once a small crack is found and people are stimulated to come out, it turns out that even the shell is soft.

"It's noon, Mama Zhang is making dumplings for you, do you want to take a look?"

The man in the arms suddenly widened his eyes, and asked in disbelief:

"It's noon?!"

Xu Ruchi felt that this day was really unbearable, and he usually wanted to sleep late and refused to let him sleep.

It's almost Chinese New Year, and I don't call him anymore...

It's almost New Year's Eve at night, if he can't afford it, will he just sleep until next year?

"Change this."

Xu Ruchi was looking for clothes from the cabinet angrily, when suddenly his head was covered by a piece of clothing, he couldn't see anything, so he could only put it on by instinct.

After finally getting dressed, Xu Ruchi stood in front of the mirror and fell silent.

This hooded sweater can indeed cover the marks on his neck, but this color...why is it so festive? !

It is red, very Chinese New Year flavor.

"not bad."

"..."

Xu Ruchi glanced at Qin Sheng who was standing beside him, and then looked at his clothes.

He is personable, has outstanding temperament, and looks like a gentle scum.

Look at yourself again, just like a little chick who didn't finish school.

Xu Ruchi felt that Qin Sheng definitely had some personal grievances mixed in, otherwise why would he find such an ugly one for himself and leave him beautiful alone.

"No, this big red, okay..." The tone was very disgusting.

"nice."

The person standing in front of the mirror was once again puzzled, frowning and looking at Qin Sheng, feeling that the other party was trying to trick him.

"You lied to me again, how could this look good..." Xu Ruchi decided to ignore this man, and turned around to go to the cabinet to fish again.

It's strange who wants to wear this kind of red.

Fishing it over and over, I finally found my black sweater.

Nice!

The sweater can block the marks, and this color is more normal, so just wear it!

"Doesn't it look good?" The tone was a bit regretful.

Suddenly there was an extra arm on his waist, Xu Ruchi's feet were lifted off the ground, and he was carried in front of the mirror.

He even held the clothes he found again...

Xu Ruchi really didn't expect that Qin Sheng would have such a soft spot for red that he would bring him back specially.

"What's so good about this—" mumbling tone.

"I like this, it's healthy to look at you like this." The voice sounded from his ear, and the hair on the top of his head was stroked.

Xu Ruchi stared at the mirror in a daze. Qin Sheng didn't even let go of him. There was still an arm on his waist. The other party was bent over, and his chin slightly touched his hair.

Own……

His face seemed to be a little rosy.

Eyelashes drooped, and finally said reluctantly:

"Ok."

I will treat you as Miracle Nuannuan just this once...