The sand sculpture attacked him and was addicted to the plot of dog blood

How can a despicable person like him deserve pure and passionate love?

Weiyan thinks so.

When he sees Qi Ran, he will feel flustered, feel guilty, and feel dirty and filthy. He is afraid that such a simple boy will show his love to him, so he hugs him over and over again and says: I love you, Yanyan, I really love you.

He did not respond and remained silent.

Come to think of it, Qi Ran is also tired, right?

He knew that he had gone to the clubhouse, and he knew that several boys and some girls had been called into that box.

He knew that a married young man had desires, but he pushed Qi Ran away again and again, and drove people out of bed again and again. Walking to his side, she opened her arms vainly, pretending to hug this poor boy, before she dared to gently kiss his forehead and the corner of his lips that no one would know.

He saw Qi Ran enter the box and knew what would happen if he continued. He even screened those men and women for Qi Ran to ensure that they were safe, healthy and free from viruses.

But in the end, he was still dizzy, and he chose to kick the door and carry him out.

He thought he was ridiculous, knowing that he couldn't give Qi Ran even a little love, but he still prevented Qi Ran from doing something with others.

Dazed out of anger, he dragged the boy into the bathroom and held him under the faucet to sober up.

My heart is very chaotic... very chaotic...

"Are you awake?"

"Qi Ran! Let me tell you, if you mess around outside, you don't even have to swing your sword out of the palace. I'll help you avoid future troubles!"

What he said was so fierce that he was surprised when he finished speaking.

What right does he have to say that?

Just with that marriage certificate?

But the drenched boy smiled at him, put his arms around his waist, gently rubbed his wet face against his neck, and said, half drunk and half awake: "Honey, I knew it, you love me. "

Until now, he still doesn't forget to say that he loves him over and over again, and affirms that he also loves him over and over again.

The dream is too absurd.

It was only a dozen hours, but Weiyan felt that he had gone through such a long life in his dream.

When he woke up, his eyelashes trembled, he narrowed his eyes, and looked at the boy squatting in front of him. He frowned and closed his eyes again.

Hearing the crisp sound of bowls and spoons clinking, and the boy whispering: "Get up and eat something when you wake up. You have slept all day and night. Are you hungry?"

The voice was extremely gentle, exactly like the young man in the dream.

Weiyan didn't know what to say, but he didn't continue to pretend to be asleep, he just lay on his back, holding his forehead with his forearm, blocking his sight.

Maybe...it wasn't just a dream.

He thought of the boy's ardent pursuit from the very beginning, of the boy always saying strange things, and of how the boy knew his habits so well.

he……

He didn't know what to do.

He reached out and touched the ring on his chest, trying to find comfort in his heart, but it was empty.

"I... my ring."

He slept for too long, had a fever, didn't drink water all day and night, his throat was dry enough to smoke, and his voice was hoarse and fragile.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Qi Ran quickly put down the bowl and spoon in his hand, took the ring on the bedside table, and stuffed it into his hand.

"Here, don't be afraid, I didn't lose it, I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable when you were sleeping, so I took it off for you."

Holding the ring, Weiyan's breathing gradually calmed down.

The ring seemed to have magical powers, which reassured him. He turned his head and looked at Qi Ran. The expression in his eyes was very complicated. Qi Ran couldn't understand it. He tilted his head and asked him if he wanted to drink water.

After speaking, he took the cup placed by the bed, frowned and said, "The water is cold, wait for me."

He went out of the room to fetch hot water, and the bowl of millet porridge on the bedside was still steaming.

Weiyan picked up his phone and looked at it. He had already slept for almost twenty hours, the pain in his body had eased a lot, and he didn't have a fever anymore, but he was still tired.

He was very tired after sleeping, and the dream did not relax him, but made him breathless. He even found that these dreams related to Qi Ran were very strange, unlike ordinary dreams, which would be forgotten when he woke up.

He did not forget, and even remembered more and more clearly.

It's as clear as a memory from the past.

The boy came in again with the teacup in hand, touched the cup wall repeatedly to confirm that the temperature was right, then supported him to get up slowly, and even put a pillow behind his waist.

But the pillow behind his waist brought back some bad memories for Weiyan. When he got out of control that night, he was put on a bed covered with rose petals, and the boy did the same.

Qi Ran carefully fed him water, then took a spoonful of cooked millet porridge, blew on it, and brought it to his lips.

Weiyan looked at him calmly for a while, without opening her mouth.

Seeing this, Qi Ran panicked, fearing that he would be kicked out, he quickly whispered: "Well... you should eat something first, you have slept for too long, and not eating for a long time is not good for your stomach."

Weiyan has a little stomach trouble, Qi Ran remembers it very clearly.

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Weiyan asked him deliberately, knowing that he had slept for a long time.

Qi Ran nodded slightly, looked at him cautiously, and said obediently: "Well, at least seventeen or eighteen hours."

It seems that Qi Ran came two or three hours after he fell asleep.

Did he just keep guarding him by the bed?

Thinking about being stared at by a boy who just had sex with him when he fell asleep, he felt uncomfortable, and what was even more uncomfortable was that the person in the dream and the person guarding him outside the dream were still the same, It made him feel like he was seen through from the inside out.

He couldn't help thinking: I shouldn't have the habit of talking in my sleep, right?

Seeing that there was no strange expression on the boy's face, he felt that he should not have said anything strange.

So relieved.

If it wasn't for that weird dream, when Weiyan saw this boy who made himself feverish last night, he would definitely call him out with a cold face.

but now……

He couldn't open his mouth.

Regardless of whether the dream is true or not, when he first saw Qi Ran, he really wanted to take advantage of it, and even when he was brought home by Qi Ran, he uncontrollably made up his plan.

Even if he chose to give up in the end, he had really moved his mind.

Thinking of lying to him, thinking of using him, thinking of betraying his feelings, hurting him...

Probably because of guilt, Weiyan didn't say anything harsh, just swallowed the millet porridge that Qi Ran handed to his lips.

The millet porridge is finely cooked. For palatability, some rock sugar is added. It tastes very good. For the young master of a wealthy family who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers, it took a lot of thought.

Qi Ran didn't know when he would wake up, so he warmed the porridge over and over again, squatting beside the bed and waiting for him to wake up, so as to ensure that he could eat something in time so that his stomach would not be starved.

But as soon as the porridge entered the empty stomach, Weiyan couldn't help but frowned and vomited it out.

Qi Ran was in a hurry, not knowing what to do, and instinctively picked it up with both hands.

The porridge that was vomited out hadn't been digested yet, and it didn't even enter the stomach just after swallowing it, so it vomited all into Qi Ran's palm, and Wei Yan didn't get any on his body.

He didn't eat much, and he vomited only a little. He made sure that he hadn't finished vomiting before Qi Ran went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he immediately brought a wet towel and warm water, asked him to rinse his mouth, and carefully Wipe the corners of his lips clean.

It looks deft while doing it, like it's been done before.

He actually used his hands to pick up his vomit, really... not too dirty at all...

I don't know what to do, and it's not just Weiyan.

"You...you shouldn't be..."

Qi Ran's face changed and changed, he hesitated to speak.

Finally, he asked in a trembling voice, "Well... Otherwise, let's go to the hospital."

"..."

Hospital?If he goes to the hospital, he will inevitably have a physical examination.

A big man was sent to the hospital by a boy. As long as he thought of the secretive expressions of the doctors and nurses, he felt extremely ashamed.

As a result, anger rose and gradually stained his eyes.

Qi Ran was already very good at observing Weiyan's face, he quickly waved his hand: "I didn't mean that, your fever has subsided, I... I cleaned it up for you, that should be fine, I mean... I said... ..."

The more he explained, the redder his face became.

Shame burned to the tips of his ears and stained his cheeks. He couldn't help shrinking his neck, and looked at Weiyan carefully. Seeing that the other party didn't seem particularly angry, he gritted his teeth and felt his heart sway.

"Yanyan, you... Do you think you are a kid?"

After he spoke, his voice was very low, and his vocabulary was very strange, so Weiyan couldn't understand it for a while.

Qi Ran went all out, and said loudly: "I said, you... you were like that that night, I... I remember that I seemed to have gone in many times, and I stayed in it, and it was not timely to clean it up, could it be ...Will you be pregnant?"

"..."

There was a long silence.

Weiyan stared at him, but her eyes were empty, and her whole figure was like a downed artificial intelligence.

Qi Ran blinked, waited for a while, and suddenly frowned.

Is it true?

Immediately afterwards, the man collapsed to the point of scolding him loudly while dragging his sick body.

"I'm a fucking man, men can't get pregnant!"

Qi Ran was taken aback fiercely, afraid of Weiyan's emotional agitation, he didn't dare to refute, but he lowered his head unwillingly and whispered: "That...that's not necessarily true."

The young man's face turned red and turned yellow, and what was stored in his mind was "Cannon Fodder O Is Pregnant with Villain A's Cub" and "The President's Runaway Bride Has a Cub"...they burst out until his eyes turned yellow, Small movies popped out of the screen one after another.

Weiyan suddenly felt that there was no way to communicate with him, so he could only bite the bullet and follow the boy's logic to continue.

"Even if you're pregnant, you can't fucking do it overnight."

"Not necessarily, I worked so hard..."

Gazing at Wei Yan harshly, Qi Ran swallowed his words.

I was afraid that Wei Yan could chop him with a knife on his head, and then Zai Zai would not have a father.A child without parents to love, very poor...

Wei Wei's chest heaved violently, suppressing his anger, he gritted his teeth sarcastically and said, "I really don't know how you got into college, you don't even pass the physics knowledge in junior high school, right? Who would have morning sickness the next day after pregnancy? "

Qi Ran whispered: "I study liberal arts, it doesn't matter if I'm poor in physics."

"..."

Qi Ran whispered again: "Then...then shall I buy you a pregnancy test stick?"

"..."

The porridge bowl fell to the floor and brushed against Qi Ran's shoulder obliquely, but missed him.

In the end, facing Qi Ran, Weiyan couldn't really hurt him, but seeing the boy continue to worry about his pregnancy, he was very angry, but the word "roll" stuck in his throat, I can't say anything.

He finally pulled the quilt to cover his head, and said sullenly, "Can I ask you to go out first? I want to rest for a while."

Qi Ran was afraid that Weiyan would accidentally step on the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, so he squatted down to clean up before going out.

"Then you should rest well."

I stood at the door and waited for a while, but there was no reply.

Qi Ran asked anxiously again: "Well...you should tell me if you are not feeling well."

"..."

"Uh...do you have anything special to eat? I'll make it for you. Don't starve."

"..."

He talked too much, but Wei Yan, who was stuffed under the quilt, couldn't utter a harsh reprimand, but could only sigh: "No, I'm not hungry."

The door closed, and the room returned to silence.

Quiet as a grave.

It seems that no one has ever entered his world, and the only light and heat have been driven out by him.

He is actually very greedy, but he is not used to it...

This change is no different from necrotic limbs being replaced with new ones, resulting in a rejection reaction, and the originally numb wounds hurt even more.

It is not only the body that has been tossed all night that is tired, but also the soul.

But he didn't dare to sleep anymore, he was afraid of falling into a dream, and the dream was another kind of torture of conscience.

Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, I don't know if he dreamed of reality in his dream, or he had a dream in reality.

True and false, who can tell?

The author says:

Ran Ran washes his hands to make soup for his wife to raise her baby