The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

"??"

What?

Xia Zhinian reacted for a while, and suddenly realized that these words seemed not so innocent, her ears felt hot, and she looked at Yan Ci with round almond eyes.

Hey, you black sesame glutinous rice balls, what's the matter with you, I don't want the white glutinous rice skin!

Yan Ci's smile was not a smile, Xia Zhinian glared at him fiercely, and the roots of his ears became redder and hotter.

"I'm not playing with you, it's not fun at all."

Hearing what he said, Yan Ci slightly bent his lips.

"Oh, have you tried?"

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Ahhh, let me **** you.

Xia Zhinian gritted his teeth, his ears were hot and he bared his teeth ferociously.

"Cough cough, the students below, listen to the class and don't do anything else." Lao Qin coughed twice on the top, and his eyes seemed to be here.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian died down in a second, turned his head and ignored people.

Yan Ci laughed.

The rice cake dumpling turned its face sideways, its white and tender earlobes were dyed bright red, and popped a piece of candy into its mouth, making a crackling sound when it was bitten.

It doesn't feel like eating sugar, it feels like biting.

Yan Ci curled up the corners of his lips in a happy mood, thinking how the rice cake dumplings are so funny, so he stacked the books on the desk a little higher, reached out his hand, and gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Xia Zhinian."

He smiled, with a soft voice, and said softly: "At the same table, I want to eat too."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

His sleeves were tugged lightly, he turned his head, his round almond eyes glanced over, saw Yan Ciqing's smiling face, he really wanted to eat.

The young man flattened his mouth, looking angry but actually very easy to talk, he touched it from the hole in the table and put it on Yan Ci's table.

"Give."

Yan Ci smiled, twisted his fingertips, slowly opened the fluorescent color packaging, and put it in his mouth.

Yubai's fingertips lightly touch the lips, the cold white collides with the light red, the color is thick and the picture is beautiful.

Xia Zhinian stared at the place where his hands and lips touched, his eyes moved, and fell on that hand with sharp bones.

Yan Ci was keenly aware that his hand moved down naturally, and found that the eyes of the rice cake dumpling moved down, raised his eyebrows slightly, and passed the hand over after a while.

"Are you really not playing?"

He kindly said: "Just distract yourself and don't touch the scab on your hand."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's shameful heart fluttered, not because of the scab, but because of...

He's actually a little hands-on.

The young man's eyes were round, he glanced at Yan Ci, his eyelashes trembled a few times, biting the sweet candy, his hand was inconvenient to bend, and tentatively, he put the hand with strong knuckles on his knee.

Yan Ci smiled warmly and let him play around.

Xia Zhinian hugged his hand, his eyes lit up, and instead of looking at Yan Ci, he rubbed against that hand.

The hand is not fun, but it looks good.

Yan Ci looked at the young man beside him, brushed the sweet candy with the tip of his tongue, his palms were itchy, and quickly rubbed his fingertips with most of his hands, tracing it over and over again, seeing that he was going to touch it again from the beginning.

His throat was a little sweet and greasy, he pressed the candy in his mouth, and his voice was soft.

"Good boy, I haven't touched it with my fingertips, I have to finish touching it."

"..."

Xia Zhinian glanced at his fingertips, and the charming picture of the cold white hand brushing his lips with light-colored candy flashed across his mind for an instant, and then looked back at the fingertips, feeling inexplicably, a little...indescribable The color. Gas.

"…it is good."

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his soft fingertips hurriedly passed by.

Yan Ci stared at him, looked at his hands, suddenly found something, raised his brows lightly.

After school in the evening, Yan Ci sent the rice cake dumplings to Xia's car, and then got into the car waiting behind him.

Qin Xu handed him several documents, "Young Master Yan, this is..."

"Qin Xu."

Yan Ci caught a glimpse of his hand holding the document, and suddenly interrupted, the topic changed unexpectedly, "Do you think my hand looks good?"

Qin Xu: "??"

He's just a secretary and driver, he's still a man, and he doesn't take care of himself, why ask him this?

However, as a professional secretary, Qin Xu glanced over. Although the boss was young, his imposing manner was hidden under his handsome appearance. It was undeniable that his hands were also beautiful, a work of perfect creation.

"Young master Yan has nice hands."

Yan Ci took a look, thoughtful, leaned in less, and smiled lightly.

"Go and buy me some hand cream tonight."

Rice cake dumplings are hand-controlled, raised and raised, and can also be used to lure and deceive people.

Qin Xu: "???"

…what?

Back at the villa, Yan Ci was sitting on the sofa, the phone rang, and a message popped up.

[Yan Shao, after checking all the people named Lin Qing, there are three people who look similar to Lin Siyu, two men and one woman. 】

[Two men, one is over seventy years old, and the other is under ten years old, neither of them match. 】

Yan Ci's eyes sank, and he picked up the newly collected information on the person named "Xia Zhinian" with an expanded age range that Qin Xu gave him. He scanned the pages, and his brows slowly frowned.

No.

still none.

Nian Gao Duanzi hides things and is unwilling to say anything. Sometimes he has emotional ups and downs and wants to go back. He can only start from his identity as soon as possible, and wants to confirm the reason why he wants to go back as soon as possible.

However, within the domestic scope, after checking and searching, there is still no corresponding "Xia Zhinian" person.

Yan Ci frowned slightly, could it be that he is abroad?

...not like that.

There is also why the rice cake dumpling first chased after Chu Qingjian, and then tried to match them up.

Could it be that he was chasing and falling in love, wanted to go back and missed his sweetheart, so he wanted to find someone to entrust him with?

The ink in Yan Ci's eyes welled up, he got up and went to take out something from the cabinet, pulling the corners of his mouth inexplicably, with a slightly cold smile.

the next day.

The scab on Xia Zhinian's hand fell off again, revealing the tender white flesh underneath.

But there were still a lot of hard scabs, which were not easy to bend. He stretched out his hands flatly, holding a small meat bun with both hands through the bag, took a bite, and then drank milk along the straw.

The Xia family had something to do this morning, so they went out early, he didn't feel like eating by himself, so he didn't ask his aunt to cook, so he bought something to bring over on the way.

There weren't many people in the class at the moment, and Yan Ci didn't come, Xia Zhinian ate deliciously.

Chu Qingjian and Yuen Long were fighting against low pressure for some reason. To be precise, it was Chu Qingjian who had low pressure, and Yuen Long was subdued and small.

"Gulu."

There was a clear stomach growl.

Chu Qingjian's body pressure became even lower, "Yuan Long, where's my meal?"

"Brother Chu."

Yuen Long regretted, "Brother, I really fell asleep and forgot!"

Yesterday he asked his dear tablemate to help him get points, Chu Qingjian, a game fan, directly agreed, saying that he would get points after staying up all night.

Yuen Long was naturally happy, he patted his chest and said he would bring him breakfast in the morning.

As a result, Chu Qingjian stayed up all night, got assigned, entered the class, and had breakfast.

"Brother Chu, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you if you are so angry." Yuen Long gave him a small fist, "I'm going to buy it now!"

"There are fifteen minutes left for class, where do you go to buy it?"

"Skipping class to buy! No matter what, I can't starve my benefactor!"

"…roll."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was teased by Yuen Lang's strange tone for a second, looked at the breakfast on his table, and there were two buns, blinked, and hesitated to make a sound.

"...I have some more, Brother Chu...you, why don't you eat some?"

Chu Qingjian and Yuan Lang turned their heads together, Yuan Long caught off guard and thought of something, glanced at the empty seat next to the young man, and quickly said, "Oh no, brother Chu only eats Chaoyang breakfast shop in the morning, he likes that one, I'll go purchase!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He glanced at the words printed on the plastic packaging bag, turned the bag around, and said slowly: "...It's from Chaoyang Breakfast Shop, I know Brother Chu likes this place."

Yuen Long: "..."

Chu Qingjian: "..."

"The back table." Yuen Long stared wide-eyed, panicked, and stammered, "You won't, won't you go to this store to buy it on purpose?"

For Chu Qingjian?

Does Chu Qingjian want to eat what he likes? !

Xia Zhinian stared blankly at his strange and terrified expression for two seconds, nodded, and said naturally, "Yes."

The original owner used to deliver breakfast every day, and he also delivered it for a few days when he first passed through. Chu Qingjian didn't want to eat it, so he ate it himself.

The taste is very good, and it is on the way, so I went to buy it here.

Yuen Long: "...!!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Squeak."

The back door was pushed open, and a gentle smiling face appeared at the door, the corners of the lips were slightly drawn, and the black eyes looked towards this side with no meaning.

"Good morning everyone."

Chu Qingjian: "..."

Yuen Long: "!!" Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help!

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

Xia Zhinian looked at Yan Ciqing's gentle and gentle smiles, then looked at the breakfast at hand, belatedly remembered that he was not allowed to come too close to Chu Qingjian before with the black sesame glutinous rice balls.

Seeing that he doesn't chase people, doesn't match up, and still has a little bit of guilt for the "protagonist attack", he should be calm, but when Yan Ci looks at him, he feels inexplicably thumped, feeling a little flustered .

Chu Qingjian swished back, and Yuen Long followed suit and turned away.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The tenderness on Yan Ci's face almost melted.

Xia Zhinian was guilty of being stared at by him, swallowed twice with difficulty, pushed the breakfast, and tried to smile, "Yan, Yan Ci...you, have you had breakfast, do you want it?"

Yan Ci lowered his eyes to look at him, the guess from last night came to his mind again, he pulled the corners of his mouth, leaned close to his ear, the distance was extremely close, and let out a soft snort.

"Give me what others don't want?"

"No, how could it be, this is me just now..." He sat on the stool, shadows shrouded behind him, hot breath passing by the side of his neck, made him tremble slightly, pitted, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"...Then, I'll eat myself then."

His jaw was suddenly pinched, Xia Zhinian shivered, and turned his head with force.

Yan Cixiu pinched his chin with his long fingers, his expression became more gentle, his eyes darkened, "Oh, he doesn't want it anymore, you want to eat again?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

What the **** logic is this.

He pursed his lips, blinked his eyes, and said sincerely: "This bun has always been with me. If it really counts, I don't want to eat it, and then I gave it to someone else."

Yan Ci looked at his expression, but couldn't see anything, so he let out a soft snort, let go of his hands and sat down.

Xia Zhinian heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the bun with scabbed hands and wanted to continue eating, but Yan Ci took it away with a gentle smile.

"No eating."

He didn't like this bun.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian said ah, very disapproving, flat mouth, soft voice, "Don't, it's not good to waste food."

It's delicious.

"boom."

The back door was pushed open at once, Zou Ziqian walked to his seat, passing by the last row, two buns were stuffed into his arms suddenly.

Yan Ci said in a steady voice, "Send you off."

"Hey, good!" Zou Ziqian was confused and cheerful, "I just happened to be hungry in the morning, thank you Dad!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Chu Qingjian: "..."

Yuen Long: "..."

Black sesame glutinous rice **** are small-minded.

Baozi provoked someone.

Xia Zhinian pursed her mouth and didn't say anything. She stretched out her hands and took a sip of the milk carton, but the milk carton was also taken away.

He thought that the milk would also be murdered, and just as he was about to say that he couldn't give it away after drinking it, that long and thin hand held the box, picked up the milk and brought it to his lips.

"I'll get it for you, you drink."

"..."

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, his almond eyes were round, he realized that he was thinking wrong, he let out a sigh of relief, opened his mouth to take a sip of his hand, took a sip from the straw, and thanked him in a low voice.

Yan Ci conveniently put the milk back on his table, and waited for the boy to drink it later, his eyes drooping slightly, the meaning was unclear.

Xia Zhinian looked at him, hesitated for a while, and moved closer to explain a few words, "I just heard that Brother Chu didn't eat, and I just happened to have it, so I wanted to give it to him."

"I didn't know Brother Chu was a straight man..."

The boy sighed sadly, "It caused a lot of trouble."

Yan Ci looked sideways, the corners of his lips curled gently, guesses kept popping up in his mind, and he looked a little worried.

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu, what you say is all about Brother Chu."

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "My boy, that's all you care about him."

"??"

"...Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment.

He just felt sorry for Chu Qingjian.

Yan Ci took out something, turned to hold his wrist indifferently, changed the subject suddenly, and broke into a smile.

"What color bracelet do you like?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Before he could react, there was a sudden chill on his wrist, and the metal texture wrapped around his wrist, which was quickly warmed by his body.

"What is this?" He was stunned for a moment and looked down.

A thin golden bracelet is wrapped around the wrist, with a deep red diamond-shaped gem decoration hanging in the middle. The end of the bracelet is slightly longer and hangs down naturally, shaking slightly with the movement.

The light and noble gold, as well as the glamorous red, set off the young man's wrist, which became whiter and more delicate, so slender that it could be cut off with one hand.

The picture impacted the field of vision, and it made people feel a bit...vicious desire.

Want to imprison him.

Want to make him cry.

Yan Ci looked at the golden chain on the young man's delicate wrist, a glimmer of joy slipped through his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved.

"do you like it?"

He specially customized it, and he didn't want to take it out so early, but he couldn't find out the origin of the rice cake dumpling, and his behavior was very illogical. After thinking about it, he brought it today.

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Why did you suddenly give him a bracelet?

He raised his hand to look at it, and it looked pretty good, but he didn't often carry things on his hands.

Thinking of the unhappiness of the black sesame glutinous rice **** just now, he nodded.

"like."

The smile on Yan Ci's face became more and more pleasant, and he touched his head with a soft voice.

"Hey, don't take it off, okay?"

Xia Zhinian looked at the boy who was not quite right, sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, blinked his round almond eyes, didn't ask why, just nodded slowly.

"…it is good."

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled slightly, and he picked up the milk carton and fed it to him.

Time passed day by day, and the wounds on Xia Zhinian's hands finally healed, all the scabs fell off, the palms were white and soft, except for a little whiteness, it was no different from before, no scars were left, and the long tail of the bracelet dangled beside it.

In the evening, after dinner, Xia Wenhan called him to stop him, and instead of letting him go up, he took out a latest game console.

"A gift from a partner, saying that children like these now, Niannian, do you like them?"

Xia Zhinian was slightly taken aback.

During this time, the Xia family may have been worried about him falling from the mountain, taking into account his emotions, and kept thinking of ways to make him happy.

Looking at Brother Xia who was holding an unsuitable game console, Xia Zhinian curled his fingertips slightly, his heart seemed to be poked by something soft, and he smiled with almond eyes.

"I like it! Thank you brother."

Xia Wenhan smiled lightly, and quickly recovered his composure and indifference, "Do you want to play now?"

"Play!"

Xia Wenhan connected to the TV in the living room and gave him a handle. Xia Hongyu came out with a thick carpet in his arms, and smiled at his two sons, "Sit on the carpet to play, don't sit on the floor."

"I haven't played with this thing before." Jiang Yuan was a little curious, "You play, mom will watch."

"Come."

Xia Zhinian smiled with his eyes bent, "I'm very good at playing games, brother, be careful."

Xia Wenhan snorted, "When I was your age, I was good at playing games, and now I'm even better."

"..."

Just blow it up, how could running a company every day have time to play games.

Xia Zhinian couldn't help laughing.

The two started a battle, and each of them clicked a handle.

Jiang Yuan watched the fight between the two on the screen, and she was in a fog. All she knew was that the two sons were having a good time. They smiled and got up to cut some fruit, and sat on the carpet between them with their skirts rolled up.

The game sound on the TV was ping-pong, very intense and exciting, the elder and younger sons were staring at the screen, pressing their hands quickly, their eyes focused and excited.

Xia Wenhan glanced at it, and said in a steady voice, "Mom, I want to eat strawberries."

"Come on, open your mouth."

Jiang Yuan bent her eyes, picked up a piece of strawberry tip with a small fork and stuffed it into his mouth.

"...?!"

Xia Zhinian heard the voice, and while playing games, he was shocked to see that his cold and indifferent elder brother opened his mouth without hesitation, eating like a big cub with no emotion.

"Thank you Mom."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

What kind of magical scene is this? !

Jiang Yuan noticed his gaze, her almond eyes were bent into crescents, she stuffed a piece for him, and said with a soft smile, "Don't be surprised every year, you are mother's little cub, elder brother is mother's big cub, they are all mother's cubs."

Xia Wenleng hummed lightly.

"A Yuan." Xia Hongyu slipped over from the sofa behind and sat next to Jiang Yuan with expectant eyes, "I want to eat too, can I be your cub too."

Jiang Yuan smiled and glared at him, and stuffed him with a strawberry butt, "Okay, you are my old boy."

"…"puff.

Xia Zhinian couldn't hold it back, he burst out laughing, pressed his hand crookedly, and the game character was directly killed by the elder brother.

Jiang Yuan yelled, disgusted with Xia Hongyu, "Look at you, I was so scared that I lost the game."

"What's so frightening to lose." Xia Wenleng retorted, "It was clearly defeated by me."

"Brother is amazing."

Xia Zhinian couldn't stop laughing, thinking about it but not convinced, "No, no, I lost by laughing, come again!"

"Come on."

The two of them had another round, and Jiang Yuan was smiling, feeding the older cub on the left and right, feeding the younger cub, and then occasionally feeding the old cub in distaste, with smiles on the corners of her eyes and brows.

She didn't say anything like elder brother letting younger brother, just smiled and said: "Quickly, let mother see who is more powerful between the two cubs."

Xia Wenhan was not polite, "It must be me."

"It's me." Xia Zhinian yelled with a smile, took a bite of the strawberry, squinted his eyes, and pressed the handle vigorously.

The night outside was shrouded in darkness, but the villa was brightly lit, the sound of laughter accompanied by the sound of games, it was noisy and lively, and the room was lively.

Xia Zhinian smiled, his heart was warm, and he was indescribably happy.

The Xia family is very nice.

Every one is good.

He smiled, blinked a few times quickly, forced the slight moisture back into his eyes, focused on the game, played vigorously, and finally succeeded in KO, his eyes lit up, and he was excited, "I won!"

Jiang Yuan rewarded him with a super-sweet strawberry tip, and Xia Wenleng got a piece of butt.

The next day was Yuen Long's birthday, which happened to be Friday, so he invited the whole class out to play.

Although Yuen Long's family came from an upstart family, his sister is very powerful and well-known in the circle, so he must have another fight with the people in the circle.

Zou Ziqian and Yuen Long played a lot, so he vaguely knew something, and found it troublesome, "Why don't you just ask to play together?"

Yuen Long clicked his tongue, "The rich people's way of playing is not acceptable to ordinary people. Besides, you don't know each other well, so you won't have a good time playing it."

In the evening, the KTV's microphone was unsurprisingly occupied by Yuen Long, screaming and crying.

Xia Zhinian was taken away by them again to play Truth or Dare, and Yan Ci was still by his side. This deck of cards is much more exciting than the last one, with kisses and hugs, relay biting of chopsticks, the players in the class screamed crazily.

He drank everything he couldn't get. There were quite a lot of people drinking this time, and no one bothered to say that they couldn't drink.

In another round, Xia Zhinian was drawn and chose the truth.

The girl opposite smiled and shouted: "Tell me the mistake you know you shouldn't, but you still want to make the most!"

He picked up the paper cup and poured wine, and the people next to him yelled, "I drink too, what's the drink here?"

Xia Zhinian looked at the faces around him who once disliked him, but now were laughing and joking, and bent his eyes, smiling with amber pupils, and said softly: "I don't want to make mistakes."

He drank the fruit wine in the paper cup, there was a little beer residue under the cup, his mouth was sweet and bitter, he licked his lips, and poured another glass in advance.

Yan Ci looked at him from the side, his black eyes staring darkly, the meaning was unclear, and he was held back before the next round started.

"Stop playing."

The atmosphere was warm, the young man was smiling, looking lively and happy, but after drinking one cup after another, the arc of his smile remained exactly the same, and his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, like a thick mask.

Obviously, the amount of alcohol is extremely low. Before, I drank a can of 300ml fruit wine and fell drunk. Another time, I drank a paper cup of beer and fell asleep quickly. This time I drank a lot of fruit wine and beer, and I am still sitting here , pretending to be lively with a mask.

Xia Zhinian was pulled to the sofa in the corner to sit down, the alcohol was churning in his blood, his head was a little dizzy, but he was still awake, his almond eyes were round and he smiled softly, his voice was soft and clean.

"Why don't you play?"

The lights in the corner were dim, and the flickering neon lights were blocked by Yan Ci standing in front of him, Xia Zhinian raised his head and tilted his head.

Yan Ci looked down at him, and suddenly raised his hand to caress his eyes, rubbing his fingertips.

"Xia Zhinian."

"…Ok?"

The boy was very obedient, his eyelids drooped following his movements, his eyelashes fluttered, and the slender eyelashes swept across the fingers of the nearby boy.

Yan Ci brushed the ends of his almond eyes with his fingertips, feeling a little moisture, and his voice was very soft.

"Aren't you happy?"

Xia Zhinian still smiled, "No."

"Then why does it look like you're about to cry?"

Xia Zhinian's eyes were even more curved, like a small crescent moon, "It's really not."

Yan Ci pursed his lips, touched the end of his eyes, and sighed softly, "Yes."

If he continued talking, it seemed that it was going to turn into a back and forth, Xia Zhinian's eyes were itchy from him, and he blinked a few times, the alcohol flooded into his brain, he had a headache, so he changed his words accordingly.

"Well, then I shouldn't cry."

"Why?" Yan Ci looked at him, his fingertips suddenly numb, and his heart was slightly stuffy.

Where is the problem?

so sad.

Xia Zhinian was dizzy, laughed, and rubbed his palm sideways, with a sore nose, and smiled softly, "Because I want to do something bad."

He just lied.

He wants to be wrong, to do bad things.

I really want to do bad things.

"Yan Ci, let's go." He said softly, his eyes round and moist, "I don't like this place."

So happy here.

The Xia family is, and so is this place.

The life of this "Xia Zhinian" is really happy.

So much so that he couldn't help being immersed in it, couldn't help thinking, if he really took "Xia Zhinian"'s life away, would he be able to be so happy forever?

The young man lowered his eyes, his heart felt numb, his head hurt, and he was dizzy again, but the expression on his face was still smiling softly.

He thought, alcohol is really a bad thing, when he feels good and wants to drink a few more sips, he falls asleep as soon as he drinks it, and when he feels that he wants to sleep and takes a few more sips, he can't fall asleep anyway.

If he robs, if he robs...

The identity of the original owner, the life of the original owner...

The boy smiled with his eyes bent, but his expression looked like he was about to cry.

"Okay, let's go, where are we going?"

Yan Ci gently touched the top of his head, Xia Zhinian was dizzy, leaned over Yan Ci's straight long legs, turned his head sideways, saw a trace of red string on his wrist and shirt cuff, stretched out his hand and pulled it.

Inside was the familiar sheet metal key.

Yan Ci... still brought this with her.

A key that he locked the door with his own hands and delivered to Yan Ci himself.

A key that seemed to hand over the power of imprisonment to Yan Ci himself.

"...Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian touched the warm metal sheet with his fingertips, his eyes were reddish, he raised his head again, and smiled at Yan Ci.

"I'm not going to ask you to get this key back, you...hide me."

"Hide it, close the door, no one will find it."

In this way, he is nobody and has no identity.

It's just Yan Ci's special medicine.

Calculating the time, it was not far from the car accident.

"...Good boy."

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, leaned over, clasped the back of his neck with one hand, and kissed the young man's hair lightly, "Don't forget what you said yourself tomorrow."