Qiao Zizhen went out for a long time this time, and didn't come back until lunch time.

    Song Xi was also absent-minded when he was cooking, the system was so tight, and his time was running out.

    Annoyed by the urging, Song Xi directly blocked the system and locked him in the small dark room, cooking noodles while dazed.

    When stirring the noodles, the boiling hot water in the pot splashed onto his hands, Song Xi hissed, and then he remembered to withdraw his hand and put it to his mouth to blow.

    The sound of footsteps sounded, and Qiao Zizhen lifted the curtain and walked in. He was not wearing the same clothes that he wore in the morning, and there were visible scratches on his face.

    He came over and put down the wild fruit in his hand, without any intention of explaining: "Put a little less salt."

    Song Xi didn't ask deliberately, and shook off half a spoon of salt: "Do you want less chili?"

    Qiao Zizhen broke his face and kissed him: "Put more."

.It's the same as Wu Bei's love of chili.

    Song Xi prepared the ingredients, picked up the noodles and ran them through the cold water quickly, and handed a large bowl of noodles to the man.

    The two of them were holding their bowls each, and there was an intermittent sound of noodle chattering in the room, all of which were Song Xi’s chattering. Qiao Zizhen ate slowly and elegantly.

    "If..." Song Xi bit off the noodles, and the steam of the noodle soup hit his face, covering his eyes, "I mean, if one day I suddenly disappeared, would you find me?"

    Qiao Zizhen's expression froze, but quickly returned to normal, and replied lightly: "No."

    Song Xi choked, snorted lightly, and concentrated on his face.

    If you don't look for it, don't look for it, that's right.

.After eating the noodles whole, Song Xi wiped his mouth and tugged at a cane in a boring way. Qiao Zizhen finished eating and put away the tableware, washed it and wiped off the water, came over, took out a silver chain and put it on Song naturally. Xi's neck.

    It was cold on his neck. He reached out and pulled out the necklace. A small crimson pendant hung on the silver chain. The engraved pattern looked a bit like the flower bones of a rose.

    Song Xi asked him, "What is this? Rose?"

    Qiao Zi really didn't answer him, just said with a smile: "I gave it to you, don't throw it away."

    Song Xi fiddled twice. He didn't like to wear accessories, so it was strange that he was not used to wearing a necklace suddenly.

    The man stood behind him and watched him play with the necklace, casually chatting about topics, family and friends life, everything. After asking and answering, chatting and chatting, he talked about where he lived.

.Song Xi blurted out, and just said two words, he suddenly realized that he was "Liu Yang" now, and swallowed his home address and replaced it with the original one.

    Qiao Zizhen's expression was calm, he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, and he didn't seem to notice anything.

    He babbled on a topic and chatted wildly.

    Today's Qiao Zi is really patient and doesn't do anything. When he goes to bed at night, he simply hugs Song Xi, stretches out his hand and gently pats Song Xi: "Go to sleep."

    Song Xi couldn't sleep. He felt that the man was too abnormal and something was wrong. His thoughts were racing in his head.

    He turned over, put his face on the man's chest, just in front of his heart, squinted his eyes and prepared to go to sleep. Song Xi's breath had just slowed down, and a sudden flash of light flashed in his head, and he discovered something strange.

.Song Xi opened his eyes and asked, "Why don't you have a heartbeat?"

    Since he "disappeared" and came back, he found that Qiao Zizhen's heartbeat had returned to normal, especially when he was excited, the frequency of his heartbeat was completely the same as that of ordinary people.

    Qiao Zizhen replied solemnly: "It is tired from dancing and is resting."

    "..."

    Forget it, there is no formality.

    Song Xi closed his eyes again, buried his head and rubbed his head, wrapped in an atmosphere called An Xin, and the 'sleepy bug' appeared naughty again, twisting and twisting on his face, taking away the consciousness of his brain.

    In the blur, Song Xi felt that his consciousness was up and down, as if he was lying on the foggy sea, swaying along the waves, and the direction of the drift was endless, only the golden light appeared.

    where is this? what am i doing?

.Song Xi thought in a daze, opened his mouth, but was speechless, his consciousness became heavier and heavier as iron.

    In the haze, he tried to remember something, and unconsciously shouted in his head: "System... System?"

    The sound of "ding dong" sounded, and the mechanical sound was like a knife, splitting the fog alive and isolating the waves.

    The system made a sound of "Huh", something seemed to have flashed in the program, it checked, and there was nothing, too lazy to tangle, and asked aloud: "Magnetic interference detected, do you need to clear it?"

    Song Xi's consciousness slowly returned to the cage, and he hurriedly responded: "Qing Qingqing, hurry up!"

    [Magnetic interference cleaning, please wait a moment. 】

    [Cleaning up. 】

    This is anything.

.The sense of weightlessness disappeared, Song Xi was completely awake, and when he was about to turn over and continue to sleep, the tip of his ear was gently kissed by someone, and the movement became heavier and heavier, and fell down to the scar on his shoulder.

    It was bitten by Qiao Zizhen before, and the scab had healed long ago, leaving a small scar that could not be removed.

    Just thinking about it, Song Xi was bitten, he snorted and opened his eyes.

    Qiao Zizhen's eyes didn't have time to retract, and they slammed into his pupils, fierce and desperate.

    Before he could think about it, the man closed his eyes, his teeth moved away from his shoulders: "Why did you suddenly wake up?"

    Song Xi said, "It hurts."

    Not surprisingly, there was another row of neat teeth marks on his shoulders.

    Qiao Zizhen reached out to hold his face and said unexpectedly, "I'm sorry."

.Song Xi looked surprised, and felt more and more abnormal. When he was about to ask in detail, the other party's face came closer, and his tone was like a murmur and a sigh: "Liu Yang..."

    After he finished speaking, he didn't give Song Xi any chance to breathe. He breathed together, kissing the young man fiercely, one after another, plundering the only air left, and it seemed that he could use this to combine the two into one. blend.

    Song Xi was so confused by the kiss that he almost became the first person in history to be suffocated by suffocation. When he was about to push the man away, he suddenly pulled away and gently wiped the corner of his lips with his fingers.

    Song Xi also wiped it, and felt the sparkling saliva on his hand.

    After carefully wiping away his saliva, Qiao Zizhen sighed again, "Little fool, didn't you ask me, if one day you suddenly disappeared, would I find you?"

    "Huh?" Song Xi looked at him puzzled.

    "I won't."
.Qiao Zizhen put his hands on Song Xi's face and painted it bit by bit, thus impressing people deeply in his heart.

    He was so strong that Song Xi's face hurt when he touched it. After a while, the man put his hand away and suddenly asked, "Do you want to leave here?"

    Song Xi didn't speak, he didn't want to.

    Qiao Zizhen thought he had acquiesced, tried his best to suppress his emotions, raised his finger and pointed to his cheek: "Kiss me."

    Song Xi blinked, did he drink fake wine?

    "If you want to leave, you have to bribe me." Qiao Zizhen also blinked and leaned in with his face stretched out: "Kiss and send you away, there is only one chance."

    Song Xi tilted his head and stepped back, the meaning was obvious, he didn't want to kiss or leave.

    The man paused, with sadness in his eyes: "You don't want to go, do you?"

.Song Xi hugged him and muttered, "I don't want to leave." But he had to leave. When the mission failed, he still had to leave.

    The man also put his arms around him, put his palm on Song Xi's back and gently slid it twice, lowered his head, and dropped a gentle kiss on the little fool's fluffy hair.

    Qiao Zizhen sighed: "It's too late."

    Song Xi moved, and found that his whole body seemed to be immobilized, unable to move at all. With a thump in his heart, he hurriedly shouted: "Qiao Zizhen! What are you doing?"

    "Liu Yang...Little fool." Qiao Zizhen whispered in his ear: "I will send you away, leave here, and return to the world that belongs to you."

    Song Xi was so angry that his brain hurt, and he said word by word: "I, no, go."

    Qiao Zizhen rubbed his head: "It's still so bad."

.Song Xi couldn't see his expression, and clenched his teeth provocatively: "You have the opportunity to let me go!"

    Qiao Zi really didn't answer, and laid down the immobile Song Xi on the bed, covered the quilt, and got out of bed to get things.

    Song Xi could only turn his eyes, and his face was facing the top of the cave, his eyes almost popping out.

    The footsteps went far and near, and the man sat back on the bed with a knife in his hand.

    Song Xi couldn't see it, but he could hear the sound, and the system jumped around in his mind, telling him that what Qiao Zizhen was holding was not an ordinary knife, but the prop that had been discarded in the corner of the shelf.

    Qiao Zizhen looked at the young man with red eyes on the bed, his eyes were obsessed, and he wanted to imprint the other party's demeanor forever.

    He picked up the knife and put it in front of him. This small knife was the prop for customs clearance and the only one. It was the knife he used to commit suicide during his lifetime.

.I used to take a knife because of hatred, but this time, it should be because of...

    'Love', Qiao Zizhen opened his lips, but did not make any sound.

    This word is very light and heavy. It can make people happy and sweet, and it can also press people out of breath when they are parting from life and death.

    Struggling to do useless work, Song Xi blinked his sour eyes, and his voice was a little choked: "I don't want to go, don't make me hate you."

    Qiao Zi really couldn't count how many times he sighed today, and he said, "Little fool, remember the necklace, don't lose it."

    "It's okay to hate me, but don't forget me."

    "When you go back, don't be foolish enough to be bullied. Be good and be nice to yourself."

    "Alright, don't forget me, or I'll be angry."

    "..."

.Song Xi closed his eyes, blocking the rushing tears, his voice was almost forced out of his chest, hoarse and unpleasant: "Go, go!"

    The prop stabbed into the heart, Qiao Zizhen moved so lightly that Song Xi did not hear a sound.

    He only felt that suddenly, the whole world was spinning, and the things in front of him began to distort as if the frames were dropped, and in an instant, escaped into the void.

    Song Xi felt that he was floating, his consciousness was forcibly pulled away, and he saw Qiao Zizhen standing in front of him in a trance, with a smile on his face, the whole person was like an illusory image, slowly dissipating, only the sound echoed in his ears. beside.

    "If you disappear suddenly, I won't come to you, because there will never be that day."

    Little fool, wait for me.

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