The paranoid protagonist is addicted to me stickers [Transmigration Book]

Yan Ci stared at the young man in his arms, his eyes were dim, and his meaning was unclear.

Xia's family watched with blazing eyes, Xia Wenhan frowned, stepped forward and pulled his younger brother out of Yan Ci's arms, "What are you doing, sit down for me."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Yan Ci: "..."

Xia Zhinian had a plaster cast on his leg, and he walked and ran today, the edge of the plaster was a little cracked, Yan Ci called the doctor to get it done again, and by the way, he called the surgeon to check the recovery of the wound on his waist.

It was not easy for the Xia family to see their youngest son, and there was such a change of people inside the shell, so it was naturally impossible for them to leave easily.

They wanted to take their youngest son away, but Yan Ci refused without hesitation, Xia Wenhan's face was not very good, but Xia Zhinian didn't want to leave either.

In the end, the three of Xia's family lived together in the villa.

In view of the large number of people and the inconvenience of eating in the suburbs, Xia Wenhan called his aunt at home again with a phone call.

The huge villa instantly became lively.

Yan Ci clicked his tongue as he watched the scene.

Xia Zhinian knew that Yan Ci was possessive and very territorial, with round almond eyes, bit his lip, pulled Yan Ci's sleeve, and called him in a low voice.

"Yan Ci, how about I go with us?"

"No."

Yan Ci looked down at him, speaking concisely.

The young boy was white and tender, sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, revealing a hairy head and clean almond eyes.

Yan Ci patted his head and slowed down his tone, "It's okay, just let them live here."

The boy obviously made concessions for him.

Xia Zhinian's heart twitched, he couldn't tell what it felt like, it was sore and hot, he lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Several doctors arrived soon. Xia Zhinian sat on the bed with his calf stretched out, removed the plaster cast, and checked the wound on his left waist.

Yan Ci put his arms around the young man and took off the bandage around his waist. The three members of the Xia family stood beside him together, and the doctors also surrounded them.

Xia Zhinian always felt a little awkward being stared at like this.

He has been ill so many times, and he has never been treated like this. He grabbed Yan Ci's sleeve with his fingertips, and Yan Ci quickly grabbed his hand and squeezed it, with a gentle voice in his ear.

"Don't be afraid."

The doctor checked it several times, "The wound is recovering well, but don't move too much in normal times. Look over there, the scab is torn."

There is an obvious deep wound on the side of the boy's waist, which is red, and a little white tender flesh can be seen under the cracked black scab.

Jiang Yuan covered her mouth, looking at the big and small injuries on his body, she couldn't hold back her tears.

"Niannian, it's because Mom and Dad are not good enough to take good care of you."

She could hardly contain herself from sobbing.

The youngest son was fine until he was lost, but then he switched bodies with someone and changed back again.

But they didn't find out at all.

The pressure is so great every year, and it has nothing to do with them.

Jiang Yuan's eyes were red.

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips tightly, a little at a loss, and comforted her slowly, "You, don't cry...it's okay."

"Every year."

Jiang Yuan's voice choked up, and Xing looked at him with tears in her eyes, "You don't call mom anymore."

Xia Wenhan said in a steady voice, "Alright, give him some time first."

"We were too negligent."

Xia Zhinian didn't speak, and lowered his head.

Although Brother Xia talked a lot about his childhood, he... didn't really feel it.

It's also hard to believe.

The matter has been unraveled, and he couldn't say it anymore if he called his parents so intimately.

He grabbed Yan Ci's hand and squeezed it back and forth restlessly.

Yan Ci looked at him and let him pinch.

It was not early, Xia Zhinian hadn't eaten since he got up in the morning, it was almost noon, and his aunt was cooking in the kitchen, Yan Ci brought him something to eat first.

The young man felt that the Xia family's phone call just now looked like a lie, but their behavior was not quite the same.

In the bedroom, Xia Zhinian sat on the bed with his legs propped up, his back leaning on the pillow, and a small quilt wrapped around his body. He watched Xia Wenhan go out for a trip with a dazed expression, and then drove over with several large boxes.

"This is... why?"

The young man was stunned.

Xia Wenhan dug out the things and put them beside the bed, his tone was cold and steady, "Don't you believe me, I'll go back and get something for you to see."

Jiang Yuan smiled, picked up a toy, "Xiaohan, you brought all of these."

"You look at this every year."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"What's this?"

Xia Zhinian was dazed, looking at the toy car that Jiang Yuan handed over, there were two ropes behind his buttocks, he pulled out one.

The little car ran up and down on the bed in a twist and turn.

Pull another one.

"Whoosh!"

There was an urgent sound.

The car suddenly shook violently, the interior began to glow, and then began to "meow" without warning!

"Meow meow ow!"

"Meow ow ow!"

Xia Zhinian: "...???"

What the hell is this meowing?

Xia Zhinian widened her eyes in horror.

"Don't you remember it every year? You loved playing with a toy car when you were three years old. You liked the meowing of the cat inside."

Jiang Yuan smiled, "But that's right, you left it when you were four and stopped playing."

"look at this."

Xia Wenhan made a sound, took a memory card and connected it to the laptop, clicked on the video to play, "Yesterday you said we lied to you, the video will never lie to you, right?"

The screen starts playing.

Although it was a video many years ago, the shooting equipment was good at that time, the picture quality was very clear, and there was a little gentle laughter coming through.

"Xiaohan, Niannian, you are busy with your work, mom will record it."

Two children sat at the table, with a notebook in front of each of them. The older one was obviously a miniature version of Xia Wenhan. When he was a child, he also had a cold face and patted the notebook.

"Don't look around, write, you can't write your name when you are too old."

The younger one was sitting on the stool, with a lump of milk, white and soft, with round and bright almond eyes, his feet were hanging in the air and he couldn't reach the ground, and his voice was soft and waxy.

"I will write it every year, every year it is, it is... I just forgot at that time."

Xia Wenleng said, "Take a pen and write with me."

Xiao Nian Nian looked at his elder brother, and Xiao Duan picked up a pen.Xia Wenhan wrote the character "Xia", and heard his younger brother yelling as soon as he finished writing it.

"Our teacher said, 'Xia' should be written from the left."

"I write as I like."

Xia asked coldly, "Do you want to learn?"

"Learn! Learn!" Xiao Niannian giggled, and Xiao Xiao laughed, "I said that the teacher must be wrong, and the elder brother will never be wrong!"

Then follow the inverted strokes, write the first horizontal stroke of Xia character from right to left.

Jiang Yuan, who recorded the video, yelled outside the screen, "Xiaohan, you have taught Niannian badly, write from the left."

In the screen, Xia Wenhan hasn't spoken yet, Xiao Niannian is not happy now, shaking her white and tender calf, she is very excited, and her voice is cute, "My brother is right, big brother can't be wrong!"

"Every year."

Jiang Yuan smiled, her voice helpless.

The picture was warm, Xia Zhinian looked at it, his fingertips curled up, and his eyelashes trembled.

Xia Wenhan looked at his younger brother, his eyes almost unreadable, with some anticipation, and his voice was calm, "Do you have any impression?"

Xia Zhinian met his gaze, remained silent for a while, and slowly shook his head.

"……No."

"No, it's normal."

Jiang Yuan comforted, "You were too young back then, only three or four years old."

"However, the matter of inverted strokes is indeed a certainty. People who are right-handed writers seldom write horizontally from right to left."

Xia Wenhan clicked on the next video.

This one seems to have been accidentally placed on the table, forgotten to turn off the phone, and recorded by accident.On one side of the screen, a milky white child strayed into the camera, and there was also an oversized adult puppet cat.

Xiao Niannian whimpered, his almond eyes sparkled.

"Cats! There are cats!"

"Tsk." Xia Wenhan's voice came through from outside the screen, "Niannian, stay away from that cat."

"No, cat cat!"

The child pretended not to hear, squatted on the ground, carefully brought his hand closer, and looked forward to it, "Maomao, can I touch you every year?"

The puppet cat has always been docile, and looked at the child with blue eyes without moving, but when the child approached with a smile, it suddenly bared its teeth without warning.

"Meow!"

The ears are pressed into airplane ears, and the claws are stretched out quickly.

"Hide away."

Xiao Niannian hadn't come back to his senses when suddenly a hand on his back grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Baji" sat on the ground, fell down, and groaned.

The puppet cat ran away quickly.

The trumpet Xia Wenhan came out from behind, with a cold face, "The cat always tickles you, and you still provoke the cat."

Xiao Niannian whimpered pitifully, with her mouth flattened, "I want a cat, why doesn't the cat let me touch it."

Xiao Xia Wenhan stared at his younger brother seriously, "Because the kittens are bad, they are jealous of your cuteness."

Xia Hongyu laughed from behind the computer, "I forgot to turn off the camera and took this by accident."

Jiang Yuan looked at the two children when they were young, and her almond eyes curled up, "Niannian hates dogs from kittens, and no small animal likes him, but he still likes to provoke him."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Ah, ah this.

Xia Zhinian felt a little strange in his heart, fell into silence, and blinked.

Xia Wenhan looked back at him, "I checked the previous year, and he kept a respectful distance from such furry creatures."

"As for you..." Xia Wenhan paused, his long and narrow eyes fixed on the past, "I remember one time when I went back to school to pick you up, I happened to bump into you petting a cat, and almost got scratched by it, right?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Wenhan glanced at the document in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and continued, "I also found out that just this month, you and Yan Ci were vaccinated against rabies respectively."

"You two got scratched by the cat together?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

No, no, it was the cat that scratched him, he hadn't been vaccinated, and when Yan Ci got angry after returning to China, he broke his finger and stuck it in his mouth.

Xia Zhinian glanced at Yan Ci with round almond eyes.

Yan Ci smiled, patted his head, and said in a calm voice, "It was the cat who scratched Nian Nian and bit me Nian Nian."

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Ah, ah, ah, ah, big brother, don't talk about it!

Xia Wenhan frowned, "Bite you? Why did you bite you? How did you bite? What are you two doing to bite?!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Jiu Min!

Xia Zhinian's ears were a little hot, he rubbed his nose and looked away, Yan Ci was calm and calm, with a gentle smile, "It's nothing, I bit it by accident."

"...Accident?" Xia Wenhan looked at them suspiciously.

It was almost dinner time, suddenly there was a rustling sound from the door of the bedroom, a sweet "meow~"

A few-month-old kitten with pure white mandarin duck eyes walked in on catwalks, went straight to the boy on the bed, and jumped lightly onto the bed.

"Hey, don't go to bed."

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, Yan Ci has a cleanliness obsession.

"Meow!"

He stretched out his hand to pick it up, the kitten resisted a little, and obviously frowned, but for some reason, it endured it and rubbed against his palm vigorously.

Xia Wenhan looked at the affectionate little white cat, and frowned, "I still hated cats when I saw it last time, what's going on?"

Xia Zhinian stroked the kitten, took a look at Yan Ci, hesitated for a while, and said, "I used to dislike Kitty, but this was just given to me by Yan Ci, very, very dear."

"Meow."

The kitten rubbed his palm, it was soft and warm.

Xia Zhinian couldn't help but curled his eyes and rubbed his hands twice, "So, did you admit it wrong?"

"maybe."

Yan Ci suddenly said.

He took out his phone and clicked something.

From outside the bedroom came the rattling sound of the machine feeding food.

"Meow!"

The kitten let out a cry of excitement, stomped on Xia Zhinian's hand, and ran away quickly.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian still maintained the posture of holding the cat, and fell into a stiff and dead silence.

Yan Ci chuckled, grabbed the boy's outstretched hand, took an alcohol wipe and wiped it bit by bit, and said softly, "I have tamed this cat for a long time, since it was born not long ago."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"How did you tame it?" The boy's almond-shaped eyes were round, and the hair on the top of his head was shaking, looking a little dumbfounded.

Yan Ci smiled, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Good boy, you really don't like cats, cats don't even want to get close to the photos."

"I'll take your photo, and the kitten will eat cat food if you rub it once, and canned food if you rub it twice. If you don't rub it, you will have nothing to eat."

"After a long time, when I'm hungry, I will naturally come to rub you."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

exist?Are you serious? !

Xia Zhinian was stunned and shocked.

So is that the reason for having a moment of happiness before each meal? !

Other times he couldn't find where the kitten was!

Jiang Yuan couldn't hold it back, she burst out laughing, her almond eyes curved, "It's a good way, just a little wronged kitten, because of a stutter, she acted like a baby against her will haha."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Wenhan also smiled a little, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Ci wiping his younger brother's hands, his smile was a little less, and Liang swished and stared at them.

The members of the Xia family just lived there. Fortunately, there are quite a few rooms in the villa.

At night, Xia Wenhan asked Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci to sleep separately.

It is undeniable that thanks to Yan Ci, the car accident was terminated in a less tragic way, but he really didn't have much affection for Young Master Yan who hid his brother from him for ten days.

What was strange was that Yan Ci agreed directly, and gave up the master bedroom to sleep in the guest bedroom.

At night, Yan Ci was not around, and the night light was not turned on. Xia Zhinian was lying on the big bed alone, lying on his back, with a few pillows under his left leg, poking the edge of the quilt back and forth with his fingertips. I lay down with my eyes closed for a while before falling asleep.

Familiar dream scene.

"Knock knock."

In the dark room, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The boy lying on the bed sat up, the door was pushed open, and the lights were brightly lit.

The sister-in-law brushed her long, wavy hair, and said with a smile: "Today is your birthday party, I'll see what you eat, and I'll bring you some soup."

The second uncle came in with a tray in one hand and grinned, "Come and drink, it's very sweet."

Xia Zhinian looked at the plate and frowned, "Forget it, I've finished washing, you guys can drink."

"It's okay to drink a little."

The second uncle scooped up a spoonful of soup, smiled and raised his hand.

The dream was distorted, and the hand stretched out in front of the eyes suddenly grew bigger, almost blocking the light.

Xia Zhinian woke up suddenly, her heart was beating violently, her breathing was slightly short, and she turned to look for the person next to her.

... Yan Ci.

What about Yan Ci?

He reached out to touch it, and the other side of the bed was indeed empty.

Xia Zhinian's heart sank, but he didn't recover, his almond eyes were empty, and he held his chest to relax for a while, before he remembered that Yan Ci was in the guest bedroom.

Breathing gradually calmed down.

Xia Zhinian wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, picked up the pillow, and jumped out of bed with one foot.

Fortunately, Yan Ci's guest bedroom was not far from here, so he jumped all the way across with his pillow in his arms and stopped at the door.

It was already midnight, and he was afraid of waking Yan Ci up by knocking on the door, so he quietly turned the doorknob and took a look inside.

Looking into it, Xia Zhinian suddenly opened his eyes wide to see the scene inside.

The boy inside was not asleep, but was sitting by the bed. Under the light of the night light, the boy's brows and eyes were full of indifference. He poured out seven or eight sedatives that he hadn't taken for a long time, and was about to swallow them. .

"Yan Ci!"

Xia Zhinian panicked, her almond eyes rolled round, and she interrupted.

Yan Ci turned around in surprise.

"Niannian? Haven't slept yet?"

Xia Zhinian pushed open the door, jumped in with one foot, Yan Ci put down the medicine and quickly stepped forward to pick up the boy.

"Why did you start taking this medicine again?" Xia Zhinian's eyes were round and firm, and his voice was clear and clean, "Has it happened again?"

Yan Ci put the boy on the edge of the bed and sat down, nodded gently, "A little bit."

"Then you don't need to take medicine."

The night light in the room was soft, Xia Zhinian blinked, pursed her lips, still a little ashamed, and lowered her voice, "You, you...just touch me."

Yan Ci looked at him politely, the corners of his lips curved slightly, showing a smile, his eyes were dark.

"Good boy."

He looked a little disappointed, sighed softly, and said slowly: "You said it yourself, let me find another special medicine, and said that you don't like me, we have already broken up."

"!!"

Ahhh.

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped and contracted finely, his fingertips grabbed the corner of his clothes, his eyes widened, "... Yan Ci."

The jade-faced boy did not speak, picked up the medicine and prepared to take it.

"Wait a moment!"

Xia Zhinian was anxious and hurriedly stood up.

There is no medicine that can cure thirsty skin disease. Yan Ci has always been taking some sedative drugs, which have serious side effects.

He hurriedly stood up and jumped over there, his heart shrank, and he groaned, "I, I haven't left yet, you... first touch it before you talk."

Yan Ci took the medicine and took a step back slowly, with a sad expression on his face, "My boy, you don't want me anymore, and you don't care if I take the medicine or not."

"I don't, Yan Ci, Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian snorted, followed him with round almond eyes.

Yan Ci hides again, and he jumps again.

The edge of the carpet in front was raised, and the boy tripped unexpectedly, his eyes widened in horror, and he staggered to the ground.

"Good boy."

The boy's voice was low, his waist tightened, and the boy's whole body was suddenly caught.

Xia Zhinian snuggled into his arms, and smiled as if triumphant, his eyes bent into crescents, his hairy head rubbed against his neck, his voice was soft.

"I touched it."

Yan Ci: "..."

The boy's body was soft and warm. Yan Ci hugged him, clicked his tongue lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, "My dear boy, what are you happy about? I want to touch you, not you want to touch me."

"It's all the same." Xia Zhinian laughed twice, his almond eyes curved.

Yan Ci patted his head, stuffed him into the bed, raised his legs, and was dragged to lie down himself.

Yan Ci looked at the young man who was holding his hand, his eyes darkened, his meaning was unclear, "Didn't you want me?"

In the dead of night, the boy's voice was a little hoarse and rustling, as if fine grains of sand had been brushed and rubbed into someone's ears.

Xia Zhinian's throat was a little dry, she pursed her lips, "...No."

How could he not want Yan Ci.

He just couldn't tell whether his reluctance to Yan Ci was pure dependence, or... liking him.

Xia Zhinian's eyelashes trembled a few times restlessly, in the silent night, he seemed to be able to hear his heart pounding, deafeningly loud.

"... Yan Ci." Xia Zhinian lowered his eyes, trying to gain some courage from the night, and said softly, "Can, can it be before I..." leave.

He paused, thought for a while, and changed the euphemism.

"If I leave, can you wait for me to leave before you find new special effects—!"

The lips were suddenly pressed, and the slender knuckles protruded straight in along the opened lips and teeth, with a bit of savagery, they brushed the red tongue inside.

The voice stopped abruptly, Xia Zhinian's eyes rounded, his heart thumped twice, and he bit his fingers.

The young man was lying on his back, with Yan Ci half propped up on top of him, his eyes were dark, and looked extraordinarily deep under the dim night light.

For a moment, the corners of his lips curled up and he smiled lightly.

"that's not allowed."

Yan Ci's voice was almost sweet and pleasant, as if covered with icing sugar, soft and cold.

"Good boy."

He poked his fingertips in, with a clear smile. If it weren't for his fierce and unreasonable fingers, he would look noble and refined, like a gentle and noble son from a banquet hall.

"You only have two options," he said.

"Either, life or death, you will always be tied to me." Yan Ci smiled softly, and pulled out his fingertips to moisten the young man's lips.

"Just like the day of the car accident, if you don't change direction, I will hit you first and find the way for you."

"Well……"

"Or, from this second on, we'll pretend we've never known each other. I'll go find a new special medicine tomorrow, and find a new boyfriend by the way."

He smiled, and said it easily, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said without hesitation, "The two of us will never see each other again."

"... Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian's heart trembled, feeling stuffy, her nose was sore, her lips were flattened, "Don't be like this."

Yan Ci stroked his lips slowly and smiled, "I've always been like this."

"I'm black sesame glutinous rice balls, I'm black-hearted, I'm unreasonable, you know."

Xia Zhinian's eyelashes trembled, and his heart shrank accordingly, a mess of feelings surged up and occupied the apex of his heart.

He couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, anyway, he was a little unhappy.

Fingers touched his lips, he was a little irritable, he opened his mouth and bit it.

"good."

The sharp teeth were holding his fingers, and it hurt a little, but the smile in Yan Ci's eyes became more and more cheerful, as if he was enjoying himself.

Leaning over to get closer, staring at the boy with black eyes, "Didn't the Xia family say that you came back here, why are you leaving?"

Xia Zhinian pushed his fingertips out, "I'm afraid you've discussed with the Xia family and lied to me together."

He is too timid.

This world is beautiful like a phantom, if he believes it, he will throw himself into it regardless.

In case one day I wake up from the dream...

Brother Xia talked about a lot of things about his childhood today, but he basically didn't remember much.

At present, there are only inverted strokes of the word "Xia", small moles on the back of the neck, and cats dislike dogs.

But wear it and wear it back again.

This kind of thing is too nonsense.

And he was in the last life, but he only came in after reading a fanfic. This is the world in the book.

Xia Zhinian's heart sank a little, her fingertips curled up, she couldn't tell what she felt, and she lowered her eyes.

"Good boy."

Under the warm yellow night light, Yan Ci raised his eyebrows lightly, his voice was calm and indifferent, not in a hurry, "The Xia family has a great career, and I can't get them to cooperate with me to lie to you alone."

"If you weren't the original Xia Zhinian, the Xia family had been looking for a child for 13 years. It would be impossible for you to easily send your child's body away for an unknown outsider."

"Brother Xia has produced so many things in a short period of time, it's hard to fake them."

"Good boy, Xia Zhinian." Yan Ci looked at him with dark eyes, "You need to face up to this problem instead of just avoiding it."

Xia Zhinian stopped talking, and kneaded the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, feeling a little uneasy.

Yan Ci lowered his body a little, revealing the slender scar on his neck, lifted the young man's chin with his fingertips, and met those amber eyes forcefully, the distance was too close, and his breathing almost blended.

Xia Zhinian faintly felt a little hot when there was a scorching hot breath on his face, and his heart thumped twice.

"Good boy." Yan Ci was next to him, his voice was low, obviously a gentle tone, but the content was unceremonious and smashed into people's hearts.

"I don't care who you are, where you come from, I only care if you are mine."

Xia Zhinian's ears were itchy, and his heart went numb for a moment.

"You haven't chosen one of the two just now." Yan Cirou smiled softly, his eyes were so dark that they couldn't see the bottom, and they were obscure, "Hurry up and choose."

He smiled, "Either, I have always been yours, and Yanci will always belong to you. Or, you can have the Xia family, your previous life, and everyone, but Dudu will never have Yanci."

Xia Zhinian was anxious, grabbed his hand and hummed twice, "Yan Ci, don't... what if I don't like you?"

He has never liked anyone, and he can't tell whether it is liking or dependence.

Yan Ci leaned over, rubbed his chin lightly on the boy's shoulder, his voice was hoarse and dull, with a thick and thick possessive desire, trying to swallow the boy completely.

"Hey boy, you are willing to turn the car around for me, and you can't even sleep well without me."

"Look, I only waited for midnight, and you came."

His eyes were joyful and clear, "No matter sooner or later, you will always like me."

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

Xia Zhinian's rebellious heart came up, and he flattened his mouth, "I won't."

"Then shut you in. Lock it up, and only I can see it."

Yan Ci's voice was hoarse, he bit the boy's collarbone, and felt the boy tremble suddenly.

"Squeak!"

"What are you doing?" A cold voice suddenly sounded from the drowsy bedroom.

Xia Zhinian: "!!!"

Xia Zhinian was startled, shivered, her slender and delicate collarbone hit Yan Ci's teeth, and there was a sudden sharp pain, and she groaned.

Xia Wenhan's expression changed slightly, and he strode forward, "Niannian?!"

Xia Zhinian: "!!!"

Xia Zhinian hurriedly prepared to sit up, but Yan Ci held him and did not let go, sat up with the man in his arms, pulled the boy into his arms, and turned to look at Xia Wenhan.

"Brother Xia, is something wrong?"

Xia Wen looked at him coldly, "Let go, I want someone to accompany me to sleep every year, that's our Xia family, let go."