The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

Yan Ci patted his head, leaned over and hugged the limp young man with one arm, turned and walked out.

Xia Zhinian's head was dizzy, such a sudden increase in altitude made him feel a little dizzy, the alcohol surged up, his face was flushed, he buried his head on Yan Ci's shoulder, and rubbed his forehead against the socket of his neck.

"Yan Shen, Xia Zhinian, are you leaving?"

Yuen Long put down the microphone and ran over, looked at the back table who was being hugged, with a mean smile, "No, no, I'm drunk again, I can't drink too much."

Yan Ci hummed, "Go ahead."

He'd have to go back and hide people...hidden.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Hey wait."

Yuen Long remembered something, and quickly went back to get something, "Xia Zhinian's phone, just put it on the table."

Yan Ci took it.

He was holding the person in one hand, and Xia Zhinian's schoolbag in the other. They came here after school today, and they didn't have time to put the schoolbag back.

It was inconvenient for him to hold it, so he put down his schoolbag for the time being, and handed the mobile phone to the person in his arms, with a gentle voice, "Good boy, take your mobile phone by yourself."

The young man was a little dizzy, his round almond eyes were open, he was blinking, his mouth was flattened, and suddenly his arms climbed up to Yan Ci's neck and shoulders, and his voice was soft.

"I don't have hands, I can't hold it."

"...Pfft." Yuen Long laughed out of nowhere, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, "My good fellow, why does this look like a coquette?"

Yan Ci: "..."

It's drunk.

Yan Ci was hugged by the shoulders and neck, the person in his arms was almost clinging to him, the corners of his lips were raised, "Hey, what are your hands doing now?"

Seeing him smile, Xia Zhinian also smiled with his almond eyes, and in a daze, hugged his neck and leaned into Yan Ci's ear, whispering softly to himself.

"Shh, I'm helping you heal."

His ears were itchy from the hot breath he exhaled, Yan Ci paused, his eyes dimmed, and the corners of his lips curled up even more.

"Okay, then you can cure it, only you can cure it well."

Yuen Long: "!!"

Hey, what is this py? !

Shouldn't he be standing here anymore? !

Yuen Long took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth almost flew into the sky, "Alright, go ahead, I'm going back."

He turned around and slid away quickly, rushed to the karaoke stand like the wind, cut a beaming song "The Wonderful Hand Returns to Spring, Hundred Flowers Bloom", and roared.

Yan Ci smiled, put the phone in his pocket, and went out with the person in his arms.

It was past ten o'clock, and it was completely dark outside. He was not in a hurry to get into the car with the person in his arms. He walked on the road for a while to catch the wind, so as not to get in the car and feel dizzy.

The light is dim, there are few pedestrians on the sidewalk, and the evening breeze is gentle, which makes people feel more relaxed.

Xia Zhinian grabbed his neck, saw the car slowly following, his head was in a mess, blinked, thought of something suddenly, and said out of nowhere, "I'm going to take a driver's license test."

"Why do you suddenly want to test your driver's license?"

"Because I need to use it."

To drive, to... to use until the last day.

Xia Zhinian rubbed the boy's neck.

His head was dizzy, and he felt like something was burning in his body. He pressed his hot cheek to it, and it was cold, and he took a comfortable breath and murmured softly.

"You still have...one and a half months."

"A month and a half?"

Hearing these words, Yan Ci felt unreasonably...inexplicably vigilant, lowered his head, his dark eyes were blurred in the night, and frowned slightly, "What a month and a half?"

The young man's head was dizzy and his thinking was confused. He forgot after he finished speaking. He hummed suspiciously, tried to think about it, smiled again, and hummed softly, "One and a half months, it's going to be my birthday."

Yan Ci stopped abruptly, and looked closely at the past with lowered eyes.

The Xia family's youngest son's birthday is in March, and this year has already passed!

This is the first time that Nian Gao Duanzi has shown that he is not the original person.

He looked around to make sure no one heard him, and Qin Xu was driving some distance away, looking down at the soft rice cake dumpling lying on his shoulders, with a soft voice.

"Hey boy, when is your birthday, tell me, okay?"

Xia Zhinian hiccupped, squinted his eyes half-closed, his whole body was exhausted, and he was very obedient, "Well, August 15th, it's the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

...August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

That's almost a month and a half away.

Yan Ci patted his head and chuckled, "Okay, one and a half months, I will prepare a gift for you."

He smiled, "What do you say when you ask me, it's fine if you're always so obedient."

Yan Ci got into the car with the person in his arms and returned to the villa. The boy reeked of alcohol, so he directly carried him into the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, and turned off the water for the time being.

The boy was sitting on a square stool with short legs, his hands on his knees obediently, his almond eyes were dazed and slightly bright, he looked around as if he was curious about everything, the stool was led to move him under the shower, and he groaned, "Would you like it?" Shall I take a shower?"

"Ok."

Xia Zhinian rolled his eyes and smiled, "Okay, who are you?"

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci clicked his tongue, his voice suddenly became a little dangerous, and sank, "Good boy."

"You don't know who I am, so you dare to ask me to bathe you?"

"No? Are you going to bully me?"

The young man giggled and looked up at him, revealing a slender and tender neck, extremely fragile, round eyes, and dizziness in his head than just now.

Yan Ci's eyes were dim, he pulled the corners of his mouth, leaned over and pinched his chin, looked straight into those eyes, his voice was soft, his eyes seemed to contain a bottomless sea, tightly enveloping him.

"Yes." He said softly.

"Good boy, yes, of course I will bully you."

Xia Zhinian raised his head, let out a slow and soft "ah", blinked, his lips were rosy, "Then, that's fine, then you bully me lightly."

Yan Ci: "...!"

Yan Ci gritted his teeth.

These words are usually very pleasant to hear, but now the rice cake dumpling doesn't even know who he is, so he dares to let him take a bath to bully...

The smile on the corner of Yan Ci's mouth became colder, but his appearance became more gentle as he pinched his chin, "Baby, look again, who am I?"

"...It looks familiar." Xia Zhinian touched his face unceremoniously, rubbing his fingertips, a little distressed, "but I can't remember your name."

"Your name…"

He struggled to think, his head was knotted, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly woke up and laughed, his voice was crisp and crisp, "It's called black sesame glutinous rice balls!"

Yan Ci: "..."

Xia Zhinian used to call him black sesame glutinous rice balls.

...Okay, I'm not mistaken.

Yan Ci patted his head, pulled up the hem of his T-shirt, and raised his arm to let him take it off.

The young man's eyes went dark, but soon came back to light again, his expression was a little more dazed, his lips were slightly parted, and his collarbone was delicate.

Further down is a white and tender body with a slender waist that can be held with one hand.

Yan Ci's eyes darkened a little, and he raised his arms to hug him, trying to take off his pants, but just as his hands touched his waist, the young man trembled suddenly, his eyes widened, and he twisted his body and began to struggle in an instant.

"Be good."

"Well, don't touch it."

Yan Ci was afraid that he would fall, so he half supported him. But the boy's obedience and honesty just disappeared in an instant, humming, chirping and hiding around, his eyes were round and wide, trying to stand up and run away, but he was caught off guard by the shower switch.

The warm and hot water flowed down on the head, and the ground was wet. The young man tried his best to get up, slipping under his bare feet, squatted, and sat down on the ground.

The bottom of the buttocks is still weirdly uneven, and the boy who is holding him is crooked.

Yan Ci was on one knee, with one hand propped on the ground at his waist, and the other... through his pants, under the boy's buttocks, cushioning him from the pressure.

The water splashed and wet most of the shirt.

Yan Ci clicked his tongue lightly.

The young man fell, but remained still, looking at him with round eyes, and his voice was soft.

"Black sesame glutinous rice balls."

"Ok?"

"Half of my **** is hurting." QAQ

Yan Ci: "..."

Tsk.

The young man hummed in a soft voice, Yan Ci's eyes became darker, his fingertips rubbed against his cheek, his voice was hoarse, "Good boy."

...wanted him to hurt more.

It was rare for the young man to be honest for a while, Yan Ci directly pulled off his pants, pushed him against the wall, and pressed him onto the small bench.

Clasp the waist with one hand, turn on the water flow, and wash your head and face.

But the young man trembled slightly when he was touched, and wanted to run around, hiding wherever he was touched, and rubbing around in his arms.

The light is not slippery, and it is slippery everywhere.

"...Good boy."

Yan Ci's breathing was heavy, his eyes were dark, and his voice was dangerously hoarse, "Hey, don't move around, I won't touch you after washing."

"No..." the boy hummed.

The boy in front of him squatted halfway on the ground, his shirt was more than half wet, revealing his thin waist and loose neckline.

Shower gel flowed onto her legs, hot palms rubbed against her skin, Xia Zhinian shivered as if caught off guard by an electric shock, her hairs stood on end, her eyes opened wide, subconsciously trying to hide.

But the movement is imprisoned, and there is nowhere to hide.

"Well!"

His head was dizzy, he trembled, and he gnawed on the neck of the boy nearby.

Yan Ci: "..."

The neckline fell apart, and the teenager bit his shoulder, still rubbing his body around.

Yan Ci tensed up, his muscles tightened, he felt numb and itchy where he was bitten, and his soaked shirt was tightly attached to his body.

"Xia Zhinian."

Yan Ci held down the young man's slender legs, his eyes completely dimmed, his breathing was slightly heavy, his voice was low and hoarse, rustling into his ears.

Xia Zhinian was scalded by the heat of his breath, so he changed another place and took another bite.

"..."

Yan Ci took a deep breath, closed his eyes lightly, his whole body was on fire, and clicked his tongue softly, with a slow voice.

"Good boy... you are too annoying."

Yan Ci quickly rinsed the boy and carried him out, put on **** and a large pajamas, dried his hair and stuffed it under the bed, then turned around and went into the bathroom.

Xia Zhinian just had a toothache from biting his teeth, half of his **** also hurt a little, his eyes were empty and innocent, seeing that the black sesame glutinous rice **** that accompanied him had left, he didn't care about being held down just now, he couldn't sit still, he swayed down , to the bathroom door.

There was some muffled movement inside.

The young man tilted his head and opened the door with a "squeak", and the cold air rushed all over his face.

"Black sesame glutinous rice balls?"

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci took a breath gently, gently, slowly, the blood in his body became more and more dry, turned around, and walked to the door.

Curling the corners of her lips, she warmly invited her.

"Hey boy, I'll just ask once, do you want to come in or go out and wait?"

"Just this once."

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

The young man looked at him, with round eyes, bare feet, two slender porcelain white legs dangling outside, inexplicably nervous, shook his head, "No, no."

"But, I want you to accompany me."

…

... to die.

The boy's voice was soft, and he looked at him eagerly. Yan Ci pressed the tip of his tongue to his roots, his heart felt weak for a while, but his body was very hot. He took a light breath, pulled a bathrobe on his body, and went out to hug the barefoot boy , and put it back on the bed.

He brushed his hair casually, turned off the lights, leaving only a dim night light, went to bed and hugged the boy into his arms.

The boy looked at him with round almond eyes.

Yan Ci touched his head, his voice hoarse, "Happy?"

Xia Zhinian nodded and smiled at him, he didn't struggle when hugging him through the clothes, and regained his sense of obedience.

The light was dim, and the young man in his arms was curled up peacefully. Yan Ci stared at him, thinking about the series of reactions and words of the rice cake dumpling in his heart, pursed his lips, the color of his eyes was unclear, and stroked the back of his neck.

"Baby, I hid you, and you can't leave."

He smiled softly, gently, subduing a bit of savagery, and leaned closer, touching the soft corners of the young man's lips.

"Ask you a few questions, okay?"

After tossing around in the middle of the night, Xia Zhinian finally fell asleep with his eyes closed. Alcohol permeated his body, but the picture in his dream was very clear, as if he was looking at himself at that time from a third perspective.

It's my birthday.

It was also the day to read fanfiction.

After the guests were gone, he watched the full story on his mobile phone in his room, turned off the lights and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Knock knock" twice.

There was a knock on the door.

…

Xia Zhinian woke up with a start, opened his eyes, stared at the strange scene in front of him and sat up quickly.

Where is this?

An unfamiliar closed room with no windows and the door was tightly closed.

There are tall cabinets by the wall, and some things are stacked on the table. The layout of the room is a bit messy, and it looks like it has just been changed.

An extra...misfit bed.

Xia Zhinian was startled, looked around, looked down, saw the familiar pajamas on her body, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

...This is Yan Ci's pajamas.

That's right, he was drunk last night, Yan Ci would never leave him behind.

Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief, his head hurt a little, he buried his face in his palm, recalling the dream just now in his head.

He remembered... He fell asleep after reading it, and no one came to knock on the door.

What's going on?

Xia Zhinian didn't want to understand, touched his ears, guessed that it might be a drunken dream, got out of bed, and found that he was wearing pajamas on the upper body, his pants disappeared without a trace, and his legs were very eye-catching outside.

Not only that, he also felt a dull pain on one side of his butt.

...What's the situation?

The pajamas could cover his legs, Xia Zhinian just woke up, still a little dazed, went to the door and turned the doorknob, didn't open it, his expression was even more dazed, and he patted on the door.

"Yan Ci?"

He turned his head to look for his cell phone, and when he turned his gaze, he saw an open photo album on the table next to him.

The photo album is old, the leather on the edges of the cover has peeled off, and the pages are yellowed.

Above are some photos.

The young Yan Shiwei had half his arms around a gentle woman, and standing in front of him was... a miniature version of black sesame glutinous rice balls.

In the family photo, the woman should be Yan Ci's mother.

The black sesame glutinous rice **** were cute and exquisite at that time.

But why didn't you smile?

There are also some photos of Yan Ci and his mother. Yan Ci is standing on the side, a little bit small, and the woman next to her is smiling softly.

Some of them were snapshots and continuous shots. The trumpet Yan Ci looked up at the woman. The woman smiled and lowered her head to say something to him. Yan Ci turned her head to look at the camera with her lips curled.

Cute like a doll.

...As far as he knew, Yan Ci's mother died when he was five years old.

He was dumbfounded.

"Squeak."

There was the sound of a key turning the lock tongue outside the door, Xia Zhinian looked up, and suddenly met the eyes of the **** sesame glutinous rice **** outside the door.

Seeing that he was awake, Yan Ci smiled kindly, and came in with breakfast, "I'm awake."

"…Ok."

Xia Zhinian rubbed his nose and smiled, "Where is this?"

Yan Ci saw that he was sober, and that the appearance of crying before he was drunk and the clingy appearance after drunk were gone, so he put down his breakfast and handed him a glass of honey water.

The corners of his lips curled up in a half-smile.

"This is the place where I hid you, boy, at your request. Do you like it?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He suddenly remembered what he said last night, what made people hide him and close the door...

Ah ah ah ah.

What the **** did he say? !

Xia Zhinian was ashamed, her ears turned red instantly, she looked away, put the cup aside, and stammered, "Oh, oh...it's okay."

Yan Ci looked at the young man's tender legs and the thin golden bracelet on his wrist, smiled happily, and said softly, "Just remember."

"I'm still worried, boy, you won't admit it."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was embarrassed and rolled his eyes at him.

It's not a big deal if he doesn't admit it, he has a good night's sleep and he figured it out a lot, anyway, there is only one and a half months left before the car accident, why bother to worry about it before leaving.

How about love.

Just as the last indulgence.

Xia Zhinian smiled, her voice was clear and calm, "Where should I wash up?"

The young man's mood changed quite a lot, Yan Ci took a deep look at him, with scrutiny in his eyes, "Go upstairs."

Xia Zhinian went up, only to find out that it was a basement when he went out the door, and walked further...

Is it actually a familiar suburban villa?

Why didn't he find out that there was a basement here before?

He opened his eyes and looked back at the door of the basement, and found that there were two layers, one was a thick metal anti-theft door, and the other was a pure white shell of the same color as the wall.

The cracks in the door are so small that there are almost no traces left.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

...Yan Ci his meow, why are you so mysterious at home?

Xia Zhinian was surprised, mouth squinted, went up to the master bedroom on the third floor, went into the bathroom to wash up, and caught sight of his clothes and pants in the corner of the bathroom.

On the drying rack of the small bay window at the edge, there is still a pair of familiar... smaller trousers.

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Ahhhhhh what the fuck?

He thought Yan Ci changed him into pajamas, but it turned out that it was... stripped and washed? !

Ow!

"!!"

With a terrified expression, Xia Zhinian walked over and picked it up with trembling hands.

...was indeed his.

"Good boy."

"?!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door, Xia Zhinian turned around with eyes wide open, and suddenly put the **** in his hand behind his back, his face burned up, hot and red, and stuttered.

"What, why?"

Yan Ci watched his movements, the corners of his lips slightly raised, carelessly.

"What are you hiding? I washed all of you, and you still hide your pants."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ahhh shut up.

"You, me, I..."

Xia Zhinian was dazed, his face was flushed, the color of his earlobe was almost dripping with blood, his eyes were round, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

"You what?"

Yan Ci saw that he had no impression at all, moved closer, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't remember?"

He twitched at the corner of his mouth, clicked his tongue, and looked at him accusingly, "Baby, you bit me several times, and you opened the door to come in while I was taking a shower. How could you just forget it like that."

He pulled the collar of his clothes, revealing two teeth marks on his shoulders, which have not disappeared until now.

There were only the two of them in the villa, and Yan Ci couldn't bite himself. The instigator was obviously... Xia Zhinian.

Xia Zhinian's expression was dull, and he swallowed with difficulty.

...Damn, what the **** did he do?

Yan Ci sized him up and saw that he really didn't have any impression, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said softly: "Baby, you've seen me all."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

What's the matter with your shy and aggrieved tone? !

His expression was dazed, his ears were familiar, and he stumbled, "You, you even touched me naked."

"wrong…"

What did he think of, and asked in surprise, "I bit you, it's not because... you touched me in the shower, right?"

Yan Ci sized him up and nodded contemptuously.

He couldn't find out the origin of the rice cake dumplings, and couldn't find out the reason for his frequent discomfort and displeasure, so he simply tried to find a way to pry open the mouth of the rice cake dumplings.

Yesterday, taking advantage of being quite drunk and looking obedient, I asked.

where is home? In Beijing.

age? eighteen.

How many relatives are there in the family? a lot.

Although he had never heard of the city of Beijing, but the previous answers were all good, so he began to ask in-depth questions.

Why don't you like being touched? Because it is uncomfortable.

Why are you uncomfortable? ... (groaning).

And, when he asked how he got into this body, why he wanted to go back, and what his home was like, the boy stopped talking at all, and when he got into his arms, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, hiding deeply.

Xia Zhinian regained his emotions. Although he said that he would not ask Yan Ci for the key and let him hide himself, it was more like a handover of power.

He handed over the right to imprison himself to Yan Ci.

Under rational circumstances, naturally, one cannot hide in the room every day.

If he really disappeared out of thin air, the Xia family would have to rush to Yan Ci's place to demand someone crazily.

After all, he was taken away by Yan Ci in the last KTV.

Xia Zhinian went to the driving school, returned to Xia's house, and went to class normally on Monday.

recess.

Yan Ci was called away by the teacher, and Yuen Long turned back with a lewd smile on his face.

"Hey, dear back desk, I'm so curious, what is the meaning of healing?"

He went back to check, but the content he found was relatively...yellow.

Some netizens replied, saying that it was a shameful **** on the bed.

But... Xia Zhinian and Yan Shen probably didn't mean that.

He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more curious he became, so he just came to ask.

Yuen Long has a face full of thirst for knowledge, looking eager for answers.

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Xia Zhinian wanted to ask for an answer more than he did. One head was bigger than the other, and he asked in a daze, "Cure? What cure?"

When did this happen?

How does one get so much stamina after being drunk once!

Seeing him stunned, Yuen Long said, "Are you broken? KTV, you and Yan Shen said it before you left."

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Xia Zhinian was in a trance, "I don't have any impression at all."

He just remembered asking Yan Ci to hide him.

After that... his eyes were darkened.

Xia Zhinian sighed quietly.

"Xia Zhinian, Lao Qin is looking for you!"

Suddenly someone shouted in the front row.

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment, got up and walked to the office. Yan Ci was called away by the English teacher, and he was not in the same office as Lao Qin.

Lao Qin placed a round stool beside the table, smiled and beckoned him to sit down.

"Teacher, what do you need from me?"

Lao Qin remembered that he liked to eat his own candy, so he gave him two handfuls, picked up the final report card on the table, sighed lightly, and spoke earnestly.

"Xiao Xia, the teacher asked Yan Ci to help you. He originally wanted him to help you improve your grades, but now..."

He sighed, "Look at your grades, it's even worse than before, you two are always talking and making small moves in class."

"In this way, you two don't sit together, the teacher will find another person to help you."

"?!"

"Teacher Qin."

Xia Zhinian's heart tightened, his fingertips slightly curled up, his lips pursed slightly, inexplicably unwilling, he said softly: "Teacher, I don't want to—"

"The teacher knows that you have a good relationship."

Lao Qin gave him another candy, and said earnestly, "But the relationship is good, and it can't violate the foundation of high school students' learning. You are going to take the college entrance examination, right?"

"Xiaoxia, it's alright, friends can get along together in the future, the college entrance examination is just this time, let's go back."

"The squad leader has a good temper. You can tell him to change seats this weekend. I won't just talk to him."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The squad leader has a good temper, and it's no wonder that the squad leader has a good temper.

The young man pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, nodded and left.

Lao Qin looked at his back, and when he turned around, he found that the sugar on the table hadn't been taken away.

...the child.

Xia Zhinian returned to his seat and found that Yan Ci had come back, and by the way filled his water glass with water and was putting it on his table.

The boy drooped his brows and eyes, unhappily, leaned on the table and shook the water glass.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Ci gently touched his head.

Xia Zhinian felt the appropriate temperature coming from the cup wall, his head was in a daze, and he suddenly realized——

His previous water was almost always fetched by Yan Ci for him.

The messy schoolbags, paper and pens in the table hole were also neatly collected by Yan Ci, from big to small, neatly stacked. Few of the original owner's pens are easy to use, and all the pens on his desk are Yan Ci's.

And in the hole of Yan Ci's table, there is a small pile of colorful candies, and a set of tableware that was used to feed him when his hand was injured.

"Want candy?"

Seeing the young man staring at the candy, Yan Ci took out two, naturally spread his palms, handed them over, and smiled warmly.

"Give."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked at Lao Qin's candy of the same style, and then looked at the handsome hand below that seemed to be getting colder, whiter and thinner, with a flat mouth, and bit the index finger of his left hand.

"...Forget it, I don't want to eat."

He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

When Yan Ci asked him, he really didn't know what to say.

Black sesame glutinous rice **** paid too much attention to his special medicine, and he knew that he had a strong desire to control.

But... I didn't expect to penetrate so many aspects.

And he didn't realize it himself.

In other words, even if it is discovered, most of the time it is acquiescence.

"how?"

Yan Ci patted the top of his head, and said in a soft voice, "What did Lao Qin call you away?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian bit her lip, her apricot eyes half drooped, and sighed.

"I didn't say anything, just nagging me about my poor grades."

It's only Monday anyway.

Let's talk about it in two days.

On Tuesday night, when Xia Zhinian went back to Xia's house, he was surprised to find that Yan Ci's car was following them all the way.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Back to the villa is not this direction?

He took out his phone and found his contact YC—

【,】: Yan Ci, why is your car always behind me?

The other side replied quickly.

[YC]: Can’t you see, we’re on the same road^_^

【,】:? ? ?

【,】: Maomao tilts her head in confusion.jpg

[YC]: Touch the cat's tail.jpg

[YC]: You will know when you arrive.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

What are you doing? It's so mysterious.

Then he was even more surprised to find that the driver didn't take him back to Xia's house, he turned a corner and went to another place, opened the door and went down, Jiang Yuan and Xia Wenhan were waiting for him not far away.

Jiang Yuan smiled and waved her hand.

A large black and gold plaque hung on the gate behind him—

Gold Medal Swimming Camp.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian turned around and left.

Two hands were clasped on the waist suddenly, and the hand that was trying to open the door was pulled back with irresistible force.

Immediately following the car "whoosh", drove away at high speed.

"..."

The young man turned his head ferociously, stared at Yan Ci with wide almond eyes, and the line of his lips was flattened.

"Did you do it?"

Only the black sesame glutinous rice **** said that he would be allowed to swim. He ran for a while at the training base, and after the training was over, the matter was over.

I didn't expect that.

No wonder he was suddenly given extra meals of this and that in the middle of the afternoon.

The boy gritted his teeth ferociously, trying to get his arms off his waist.

Yan Ci smiled softly, and admitted it calmly, "Good boy, your physique is not good. Running is not recommended for asthma, but you can practice swimming properly."

Xia Zhinian: "!"

The boy groaned in pain, "I don't want it, I don't practice."

Nine Min.

Swimming is very strenuous, running he doesn't want to run, and swimming doesn't want to swim either.

Xia Zhinian gritted his teeth and pulled Yan Ci's arm, Yan Ci smiled politely, and let him break it, with his hands, he lifted the boy up a little with his waist clasped, and brought him into the swimming pool.

Xia Wenhan frowned and looked at Yan Ci, then at his younger brother who was unwilling to come in, and snorted coldly, while Jiang Yuan smiled lightly, comforting the youngest son.

"Be obedient every year."

"Look at how many times you've been sick during this time."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"Mom, brother."

The boy pursed his lips, reluctantly, and was pushed into changing clothes.

Xia's family actually has an outdoor swimming pool, but the water is deep and not suitable for beginners. This swimming pool is specially used for swimming training for these wealthy families. There are three large swimming pools, one of which is reserved by Xia's family, and there are sporadic people in the other two.

In fact, the other two were also included, but thinking that the youngest son saw that others were also learning, which might be better than learning alone, so he limited the number of people to avoid too many people and making noise.

Jiang Yuan smiled at Yan Ci, "Xiao Ci, you care so much about Nian Nian, we don't know how to thank you."

"Are you busy, or go back first, it's a long time here."

"It's okay, Aunt Jiang."

Yan Ci smiled politely, calmly and calmly, "I'm fine, so it won't bother me to come and have a look."

Seeing Xia Zhinian coming out of the separate dressing room, Yan Ci moved his eyes down, saw something unexpectedly, frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes, and walked over a few steps.

Xia Zhinian stood by the pool, seeing the blue color, felt dizzy for a while, and backed away a little.

His lower back bumped into something suddenly.

His body was hugged and supported, his wrist was held, his slightly cool fingertips gently rubbed the protruding round bone of his wrist, and then the voice was soft and gentle, accompanied by the sound of water, which sounded inexplicably cool.

"Hey boy, where's the bracelet?"

"Ok?"

Xia Zhinian turned her head, moved her feet and stood aside, her hand was still being held by Yan Ci, she looked down at her smooth wrist, her almond eyes were round, and her mouth was flat.

"I'm afraid of accidentally falling into the swimming pool, and the chain is so long, what should I do if there is resistance."

Yan Ci: "..."

resistance?

Yan Ci was rarely speechless.

The coach watched from the side, and saw that the young master was slow to get into the water, so he didn't dare to say anything. Jiang Yuan walked this way from a short distance, smiling and encouraging.

"Niannian, go down, come a little bit, don't be afraid."

After Xia Wenhan changed his clothes, his tight-fitting swimsuit outlined a strong figure, and he glanced coldly at Yan Ci.

"Niannian, go into the water."

Xia Zhinian: "..." Woo.

The white and tender boy grunted, dawdled, and climbed down the ladder.

When he was about to reach the surface of the water, he tentatively touched it with his toes.

The water was slightly cold, which made him shrink back quickly.

But Jiang Yuan watched from the side, Xia Wenhan had already entered the water and waited, Xia Zhinian wanted to cry but had no tears, so he swallowed slowly.

The water is not deep, almost a little higher than the waist.

Seeing him standing motionless, Xia Wenhan was in a daze, and smiled a little.

"Don't be afraid, big brother is here, very shallow."

Xia Wenhan led him around the pool a few times, leaning on the wall, and Xia Zhinian got used to it pretty well.

The coach said at the right time: "When you get used to it, you can squat down and practice holding your breath in the water for about 30 seconds."

Xia Wenhan's face was cold, and he frowned, "It's too long, give it fifteen seconds first, or a few seconds, if you feel uncomfortable, come up."

"..."

Help.

Xia Zhinian looked at the water in front of him, pursed his lips tightly, his complexion was not very good, glanced at Jiang Yuan and Xia Wenhan not far away, gritted his teeth, and squatted down.

The underwater world is light blue.

The mouth and nose are tightly closed, and any source of air access is blocked.

Can't get a breath.

"!"

"Wow!"

There was a loud sound of water.

Xia Zhinian squatted for no more than three seconds, then stood up abruptly, his face pale, his feet slipped due to his movements, and he fell down again in panic.

"Every year!"

Xia Wenhan grabbed his arm.

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian bowed his body and struggled to catch his breath, his heart beat like a drum, his pupils shrunk slightly, there was no blood on his lips, and his whole body trembled slightly.

This is different from the accident and being overwhelmed when he fell into the lake last time. He was mentally prepared, so his sense of suffocation became more acute.

He can adapt to the chaotic breathing, and he can bear the difficulty of breathing.

But for being completely out of breath—

He has an instinctive fear.

Xia Wenhan pulled his slender arm wrapped in a swimsuit, stood close, and clearly saw the frightened fear on his younger brother's face, the trembling was evident all over his body, and the color of his lips was pale.

Xia Wenhan frowned, trying to hold his shoulders.

The strange touch enveloped him, Xia Zhinian subconsciously shuddered, his eyes widened, and he turned around to avoid it.

"Every year?"

Xia Wenhan paused, tried his best to slow down his voice, "It's big brother, don't be afraid, if you are afraid, don't practice anymore, let's go back."

Yan Ci was on the edge of the swimming pool, and couldn't see clearly from a distance. He frowned slightly and looked at the young man in the middle of the pool, with an unclear expression on his warm and jade-like face.

He wanted to go on, but the Xia family was here, especially Brother Xia, probably wouldn't be happy.

Xia Zhinian slowed down for a while, her breathing became much more stable, and her rapid heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

Shaking his head, Xingyan forced a smile, and his voice was very soft.

"It's okay, come here, let me try again."

Yan Ci and Xia's family jointly made this out because they wanted him to exercise, and it was a good intention, he understood.

Xia Zhinian took a deep breath, pinched her fingertips into her palm, closed her eyes and sank into the water.

His field of vision was pitch black, and his breathing seemed to be choked and stopped abruptly.

"...knock knock."

The two knocks on the door in the dream sounded in my ears in a trance.

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment, his heart pounded heavily, his breath was instantly disordered, and he choked on a sip of water.

cough!

Ow, help!

Xia Wenhan realized something was wrong and quickly pulled him away.

The arm was clenched and pulled up, and there was a muffled sound of water, followed by the other side of the waist being clasped, and the whole person came out of the water in an instant.

"Cough cough cough."

Xia Zhinian coughed a series of times, Yan Ci on the left, Xia Wenhan on the right, trying to wipe his face without pulling his arms out.

Yan Ci and Xia Wenhan looked at each other, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Don't breathe fast, slow down."

Xia Zhinian: "...cough cough cough."

Choking in the shallow water area, he guessed there was no one left.

Xia Zhinian coughed for a long time, finally calmed down, stood firm, wrinkled his face and waved his hands, and said in a disgusted voice, "It's okay, it's okay, I took a sip of water while distracted."

"Go up and take it easy."

Xia Wenhan glanced at the boy next to him who was quickly entering the water, his eyes were unclear, and he led his brother up.

Yan Ci followed.

The coach who was robbed of his job just as he was about to save someone was left at the end. Thinking of the salary given by this family, he knew that this was someone with a high position in the top circle. He followed cautiously and quickly brought a big clean towel