Chapter 379
Chapter 379
The same thing happened over the next two days.
When Ni Yangzhou had nothing to do, he would stay upstairs and play with Mimi, who was still at an active age. When he was tired or had a fever, he would go to bed. When it was time for dinner, he would go downstairs to eat. There were always home-cooked dishes on the table that suited his taste.
Delicious, everyone loves it.
I was so hot during the susceptible period that I couldn't eat much.
When the fever subsides, Mimi is still willing to be held in his arms, but when he starts to feel hot again, the kitten will struggle to get out of his arms.
Mimi is very free. She runs up and down the stairs and no one needs to worry about her. She will even bring snacks upstairs by herself when she wants them.
Rather than saying that Ni Yangzhou is isolating himself and taking care of the kitten, it would be more accurate to say that Mimi is playing independently and happily, and he is also keeping him company.
Until noon of the third day.
He felt as hot as a red-hot iron and tossed and turned in bed, unable to wake up.
Mimi was so hot that she ran to the balcony.
The light and shadow were like a white horse, stepping lightly across the young man's bed sheets. The person on the bed was wearing thin pajamas, but his face was flushed, like an apple that had been steamed in a pot for a long time.
The whole person is soft.
His arms were weak and he couldn't open his eyes. As time passed, his mind remained confused.
Just a few days after the temporary marking, without the pheromone comfort of the marker, Ni Yangzhou felt as if there was a void in his heart that needed to be filled by something.
The person, the hands, and the taste, he felt that he was missing something.
But he didn't know what Yan Congzhi's pheromones smelled like, and he had no way to ask him for it.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and the kitten meowed twice, as if the sound came from across the clouds. Ni Yangzhou felt as if he and Mimi were in a sea of fire, dying young and being burned to the sky. Even the sound seemed drawn out through the heavy and sticky clouds.
Suddenly, a hand seemed to fall on his forehead, like jade suppressing magma. A cool feeling came through, and Ni Yangzhou couldn't help but hum in comfort.
Then the hand disappeared again, and the source of comfort that permeated the heart and spleen wanted to leave, but the patient in a confused state certainly would not let it go.
So he relied on his long arms and legs and successfully pulled the other person down along with the coolness.
There was the sound of someone falling muffled on the bed. Ni Yangzhou's eyes were already a little swollen and he couldn't open them. Now no matter what was in his arms, he would not let go.
It seemed that if I let go, I would be burned to ashes by the heat all over my body.
Holding a large block of ice, the young man used his hands and feet, lowered his head and put his face close to it, and finally eliminated some of the anxious reactions on his body surface.
But somehow, I started to feel annoyed again.
It was like silk fabric that had been scratched by Mimi, wrapping his heart layer by layer, and with every second, the silk would become tighter.
He just wanted to break free from this endless tightening and torture, so he took off all his clothes and hugged the ice again.
Ni Yangzhou wanted to sigh in satisfaction, and couldn't help but get closer. The ice seemed to be alive and was trying to escape. The young man was furious, and just as he was about to stand up and press on the other party, he was firmly held in his arms by the ice.
The limbs are pressed together and the backs are leaning against each other.
Ni Yangzhou felt comfortable and calm.
Yan Congzhi lowered his eyes and rubbed his nose lightly against the young man's neck, which had a graceful curve and a slightly raised shape, as beautiful as an apricot that can be eaten in one bite.
The person in his arms was unconscious. He was held tightly and enveloped in a bigger body, as happy as a little otter in the lake.
The man didn't dare to breathe in or out loudly, for fear of waking the other person up. He just tried hard to reduce his presence and control his breathing.
Hugging your lover in silence.
Yan Congzhi smelled the young man's pheromone scent that was so strong that it was almost sticky. The bloodshot in his eyes became redder, but his heart was very calm.
How nice it would be if time could stop at this moment.
It’s a pity that my lover is not honest.
The susceptible period made some aspects of Ni Yangzhou extremely sensitive. He just felt better and twisted his waist, trying to make himself more comfortable.
Unlike the lower body temperature, the breath is warm and blows on the back of the neck, like a beauty's nails slowly scratching, stimulating enough to make one want to curl up into a ball.
Ni Yangzhou was awake for only a moment in the chaos before falling into a hazy dream again.
In the dream, he was a traveler staying in a strange land. He drank too much and his face was flushed, but he sat upright in excitement.
Then there was a sighing sound of wind, and a black fog monster with an indistinct face came.
Ni Yangzhou did not understand what the monster was saying. He only remembered that the monster insisted on giving him a bath to relieve his fatigue. It also put him in a wooden barrel with scalding water and rubbed him up and down carefully.
He was almost insane from being treated so harshly, teased and provoked. He vaguely remembered that there might be some festival going on outside the window, with dazzling fireworks exploding into white light. Finally, he could not bear it any longer, and his mind stopped, and he passed out.
Yan Congzhi let go of his hand, gently kissed the young man's forehead which was already wet, then got up and went to the bathroom.
The sound of water dripping could be heard. After rinsing, the man quietly took the hand sanitizer and rubbed it knuckle by knuckle.
He didn't look like he was washing his hands, he looked too serious, like he was doing something important.
Flush, turn off the water, and wipe your hands.
The man was about to walk out of the bathroom, but changed his mind just before opening the door.
The young man in the room had cooled down a little after being comforted just now, and was sleeping soundly on the bed, as deep as if he had fainted.
He won't wake up yet.
Then Yan Congzhi naturally wouldn't have to leave in a hurry.
The hand that was reaching for the door handle was retracted. Yan Congzhi stood there for a while, then suddenly raised his wrist and smelled the hands he had just washed.
The hand sanitizer has no smell.
But the man seemed to still smell something left on the surface of the dry skin.
If you raise your eyes, you can see your lover lying on the bed through the frosted glass.
He slept soundly and peacefully, without any worries or burdens in his heart.
But the man in the bathroom had other thoughts in his mind.
Leaning his back against the door, Yan Congzhi lowered his hands, admitting that his desires were insatiable.
……
It was the morning of the fourth day when Ni Yangzhou woke up again.
He put on his pajamas with great effort, got out of bed with heavy steps, went to the dining room, and saw the light porridge and side dishes at a suitable temperature.
I didn't have much of an appetite at first, but after I put the first mouthful of porridge into my mouth with a spoon, my taste buds were successfully turned on. The pickled radish and pickled cucumber were both refreshing and delicious, directing the sweetness of the porridge in my mouth, rolling into my stomach and properly ironing every inch of my uneasy heart.
Mimi was licking her fur on the low table, with her hind legs raised high and her little head lowered. From a distance, she looked like a delicious chicken leg.
There was a can of soup in the cat's bowl that had been licked clean to the bottom.
Cleanliness is very important to the kitten. Mimi licked the pink pads, squinted her eyes, and rubbed her face with her paws.
In the villa, there was no sound or movement except for myself and the cat, and only the porridge in the bowl was emitting a faint smoke. The morning light was like a fine brush painting, dipped in the cat's orange, and infiltrated the air with light and shadow colors.
An old word suddenly popped up in Ni Yangzhou's mind -
The years are quiet.
But the environment was wrong, the situation was wrong, and the number of people was wrong.
Ni Yangzhou couldn't explain why he suddenly thought of this.
He felt like there was someone missing in the kitchen.
There was a pill on the plate, which Ni Yangzhou saw only after he finished his meal.
When you hold the pill between your fingers and observe it carefully, there is nothing special about it. It is oval in shape, bulging in the middle and low around the edges. There are no letters or logos on it. It looks like a common pill.
The young man had no clue and just took the medicine obediently.
After sitting for a while, Ni Yangzhou turned on his mobile phone and replied to some messages as usual. Bai Shun was still checking in the chat box. Surprisingly, Luo Hongshen and Yan Congzhi never disturbed him again.
Ni Yangzhou first clicked into Yan Congzhi's circle of friends and refreshed it. Sure enough, the top post was the breakfast he had just finished. He clicked the "like" button skillfully, then exited and looked through Luo Hongshen's record with some concern.
No news, no information.
He didn't know when the fever would come back. It would be self-deception to say that he had no recollection of yesterday's attack. But his physical condition was much better today, so perhaps there wouldn't be such an accident again. So Ni Yangzhou pretended not to know.
He wants to be the judge in the City God Temple - blind with open eyes; an ostrich with its head buried in the ground - pretending to be confused.
The little prince put the dishes in the kitchen sink, his forehead covered with sweat again.
Ni Yangzhou had already prepared a full set of excuses to Luo Hongshen for his absence and was just waiting for the other party to ask questions. However, four days passed and there was still no news.
He just felt like his heart was hanging in the air and could never let go.
Ni Yangzhou clicked into Yan Congzhi's chat box again, deleted and reduced the content, and only sent a few words:
[Why hasn't he made any movement yet?]
There was a ding sound from the utility room.
Ni Yangzhou turned his head and looked at the door that was always closed and only Mimi would go in and out.
The mobile phone received a message from the man:
[I just finished eating the meal I cooked. Can you please stop thinking about others?]
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