Shao Quehan had probably just finished taking the medicine, and his mind hadn't come to his senses yet. He closed his eyes when he heard the words, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Seeing that the hair on his forehead was soaked with cold sweat, Shen Liang passed the water glass to his mouth again, and said in a low voice, "Drink some warm water."

Two fruit candies lay quietly at the bottom of the glass, slowly melting down until it disappears. Shao Quehan slowly opened his eyes and saw a blurred silhouette, he looked at his face, and asked again as if to confirm: "Shen Yan?"

This time he didn't resist much, and was unexpectedly obedient, just holding his hand, and drank the glass of water clean.

Shen Liang was overjoyed when he saw this, it turns out that 'Shen Yan' weighed better than the imperial decree. He put the cup aside, rarely filled with sympathy, got up and said: "There is food in the refrigerator, I'll warm it up for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sticky and cold hand grabbed his wrist with great strength. Tight, as if afraid that he would run away, but also weak.

Shao Quehan was lying on the sofa, struggling to look up at him, his dark eyes were covered by his messy hair, his complexion became paler, and his lips lost all color: "Don't go..."

He clenched his fingertips, looking a little helpless, confused: "Don't go..."

Shen Liang paused when he heard this, he looked down at his grasped hand, and then at Shao Quehan, the air froze for a moment.

Shen Liang hoped that he would take the initiative to let go, but Shao Quehan didn't intend to let go at all.

Three seconds later, Shen Liang had no choice but to sit back again. He didn't know what he was thinking, and patted his leg: "Okay, I'll stay with you for a while."

Look out for you poorly.

Shao Quehan's tense nerves seemed to have finally relaxed a little. He closed his eyes to resist the bursts of pain, pillowed on Shen Liang's lap, then grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said two words in a low voice: " Don't go."

These two words are no longer in a trance, and I can hear a bit of sincerity inexplicably.

Shen Liang wondered where he could go, but didn't have any money for himself. He saw that Shao Quehan was covering his stomach all the time, and his left hand passed through the other's waist. The warm palm directly replaced Shao Quehan's cold hand, and he rubbed him lightly every now and then.

In any case, the fact that the characters in the novel become reality is still quite illusory. There is blood, flesh and temperature.

Shen Liang knew the ending of all of them, but it seemed like he didn't know. A book cannot unravel a person's whole life. Except for the person involved, even the author doesn't know what happened to the few things mentioned in a few letters.

For example, 'Shao Quehan has a psychological childhood trauma', Shen Liang didn't know what the specific trauma was, but he summed up the villain's entire childhood in just seven words in the book.

I didn't have the time to dig deep, and I didn't have the time to write in detail.

After all, he was just a fictional man. Shen Liang knew his ending, but knew nothing about his past, just like a blank sheet of paper. So how to save Shao Yuhan, I still don't have a clue.

In the dead of night, Shen Liang finally felt a headache about his current situation. He rested his chin in boredom, and inadvertently lowered his eyes, only to find that Shao Quehan was breathing steadily, as if he was asleep, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on the blue spot under his eyes, which was very beautiful.

Shen Liang rubbed his fingertips. If he had the opportunity to revise the manuscript in the future, he might consider removing the setting of "stomach trouble".

Shen Liang gently lifted Shao Quehan's head, then pulled his legs back, stretched his numb legs, then stood up from the sofa, and stretched a long way.

Shen Liang died suddenly because of staying up late. He looked at the time and was about to go upstairs to sleep. After walking two steps, he felt that it would not be good to throw Shao Quehan downstairs by himself. After thinking about it for a while, he returned to the sofa and leaned over to carry him.

Shao Quehan looked tall, but he wasn't too heavy to hold in his arms.

Shen Liang walked up the stairs quickly, thinking that fortunately he lived on the second floor, and he would throw Shao Quehan down to sleep on the third floor.

There was a faint street light in the corridor, Shen Liang found Shao Quehan's room, put him on the bed, then slid down on the floor, lowered his head and took a breath.

No matter how young Shao Quehan was, he was still a grown man, it was fine to carry him, but it was uncomfortable to carry him all the way. Shen Liang fanned the hem of his clothes, thinking that in the future he would never write novels like 'light and weightless' any more.

Sitting on the ground for a few seconds, Shen Liang had enough rest and got up to go back to his room. However, just as he stood up, an unfathomable voice like a cold pool suddenly sounded behind him, which was particularly abrupt in the darkness:

"Shen Yan told you to not come near me, why don't you listen."

Shen Liang paused when he heard this, subconsciously turned his head to look at the bed, only to see that the sleeping man woke up at some point, staring at him intently, his eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

Shen Liang was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was asking. He was standing at the top of the stairs talking to Shen Yan today, so he must have been heard by Shao Quehan, no wonder the degree of blackness inexplicably increased by 2% in the afternoon.

Shen Liang is always keen to stir up trouble, so he smiled and said casually: "Maybe he likes you, so he doesn't want me to get too close to you."

How bullshit.

Hearing this, Shao Quehan got up from the bed, a strand of hair slipped quietly, his handsome face was still pale. He used to hold his stomach habitually, but for some reason, he slowly let it go, looked at Shen Liang and said, "You are very courageous, you dare to say anything, but I hate others who lie to me the most in my life..."

It is hatred, Not annoying.

His emotions are always more intense than others.

If you are insane, then I have to coax you down, Shen Liang patted his chest to make sure: "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to make Shen Yan like you."

"Like?" Shao Quehan suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, and he walked closer to Shen Liang, "No, It's not that I like it..."

"It's because he's afraid..."

"He's afraid of me..."

Shao Quehan is a cold person, and at this time when the night was deep and tired, he viciously opened his skin, and took out those things that he didn't want to admit. The facts were revealed with a smile.

"Shen Yan is afraid of me, what about you?" Shao Quehan's cold hand suddenly landed on the back of Shen Liang's neck, and then he clasped it slightly tightly, forcing him to approach him, and his voice fell to his ear and then lowered: "What about you, Shen Liang?"

What about you, Shen Liang...

These brothers look exactly alike, but because of their different personalities, they won't confuse people.

Shen Yan is weak and timid, with an air of orderliness all over his body. Shen Liang emits a strange faint of alluring laziness on his bones, with low eyebrows and a slight smile, always as if he was deliberately seducing someone, making it unpredictable.

Shen Liang said truthfully: "It's okay."

It's not scary, but it can't be said that he's not afraid at all.

Shao Quehan stared into his eyes, trying to judge whether he was lying, but the answer was no. Suddenly there was an unreasonable sense of regret in my heart, and the ending gradually disappeared in the air: "Is that so, what a pity, he is different from you..."

This "he" undoubtedly refers to Shen Yan.

Shen Liang thought to himself that Shen Yan was the one who shouldn't be afraid of Shao Quehan. In the original book, Shao Quehan only locked him up for a few days at most, without hurting a single finger. You must know that in the later period, Su Qingyan wanted to break up with Shen Yan because of the pressure from his family, which hurt him a lot.

"There are not so many similar people in the world."

Shen Liang turned his head to look at Shao Quehan, and found that they were a little close at this moment, their breaths were closely intertwined, sprayed on the neck, causing a faint tingling, and he couldn't help but took a step back: "Go to bed early, it's getting late."

Shen Liang is very concerned about his sleep now. As the saying goes, a person cannot fall twice in the same place. He has already died suddenly once and he cannot die again. After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but Shao Quehan suddenly grabbed his wrist-

The air froze for a few seconds because of this movement.

"I agree with what you said."

Shen Liang was stunned: "What?"

Shao Quehan lowered his head and didn't look at him. The coolness of his fingertips penetrated directly into his skin. This sentence came out: "Didn't you ask me to use you as Shen Yan's substitute, I agreed."

Huh?

She Liang, stupid, I am here to save you, not to be someone's substitute: "Mr. Shao, I was joking when I said that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the system made a "ding" sound : [My dear host, please pay attention! The villain's blackness has reached 33%]

Shen Liang refused to listen, and continued to explain: "I can find a way to make my brother like you, so the substitute is unnecessary."

[Ding! The villain's degree of blackening has reached 36%!!]

Shen Liang was about to go crazy: "I know you hate me, Mr. Shao, you don't need to push yourself so hard."

[Ding! The villain's blackness has reached 42%!!]

Shen Liang finally shut up: "..."

Shao Quehan has been very quiet from the beginning to the end, not revealing any emotions, but the soaring blackness has exposed his inner ups and downs. Yan Leng raised his eyebrows coldly and said, "You don't want to?"

Shen Liang finally knew what it was like to be fed dog blood.

He muttered: "I... I am very willing."

Damn it, he should have thrown Shao Quehan downstairs just now, why did he bring him up with such a cheap hand.

Just as Shen Liang finished speaking, the system beeped again: [Ding! The villain's blackening degree has been reduced to 40%~]

Shen Liang's eyelids twitched: What the hell, can this thing still be reduced?

Shao Quehan stared at him, his thin body blending into the darkness, giving off a sense of loneliness that spread far and wide: "I know what you're thinking."

Shen Liang was expressionless: Oh? Yes, then you are awesome.

Shao Quehan's voice was low and low: "In the future, you will have what Shen Yan has... Money, car, and house."

Shen Liang was suddenly shaken: Is the welfare so good?

Shao Quehan changed the subject: "But..."

Shen Liang answered immediately, he understood the plot so well that he could write a novel badly, and counted with his hands: "But you don't love me, you just treat me like Shen Yan, I can't have any unreasonable thoughts about you, and I can't expose the relationship between the two of us. After Shen Yan falls in love with you, I have to pat my ass and leave?"

Shao Quehan: "..."

Shen Liang asked aloud : "Mr. Shao, is there anything else you want to add?"

The hell with this plot, I have to go back to sleep. Health care is more important.

Shao Quehan didn't speak, and slowly let go of his hand, probably not understanding why Shen Liang was so mean. The remaining warmth on the fingertips was still there, and the temperature dissipated after a while: "As long as you are obedient, I will not treat you badly."

Shen Liang nodded: "I know."

I wrote you, I know.

The author has something to say:

Shen Liang (The Salted Fish): #You asked me to save the villain, but I just want to be healthy~