Chapter 80 How could he be a trickster?

The longer Shen Ci Nian worked, the longer Fang Ke was forced to remain silent and accompany him.

This feeling… what kind of feeling is this? It's like, long, long ago, standing on the campus of the National Defense University, with the two rows of cherry trees lining the avenue dropping a fragrant spring snow.

It is a spring breeze that blows across the heart.

All that was endured, all that was in the past, all that was on my shoulders, suddenly became lighter.

Shen Cinian is a very serious and responsible person. No matter what he does, perfection has become his habit.

After typing the last line, Shen Cinian waited for a while until he saw Shen Lin reply: OK.

He turned off the computer and closed his eyes to rest for a while. While resting, he did not forget to tease the puppy under the table from time to time.

Why do I like to keep pets? Why have I liked to pick up stray animals and take them home since a long time ago?

He knew it clearly in his heart.

He needs company.

So when Fang Ke said, "You go about your business, I'll keep you company," my heartstrings were naturally plucked.

Fang Ke didn't speak for a long time. The biscuits had long since broken into pieces and shattered on the ground. His muscles were stiff and his eyes were staring blankly. Not long ago, a strange memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was an upside-down world, the door frames and windows were reversed, and everything was weird, like something that only appeared in a mirror.

It's not that the world is upside down, it's that the owner of the memory is hanging upside down from the beam. The binding technique is very gentle, but he has been hanging for too long and he is in pain all over.

"Last chance", an unclear figure stood by the window with his back to him. There was no light outside the window, only endless darkness. The man was trapped in the dark night, like a lurking mountain cat, ready to give its prey a fatal blow at any time.

"Next time, you will completely lose my tenderness."

…

Fang Ke didn't understand what was wrong with him, and he inexplicably felt a surge of hatred.

He didn't understand: some hatred is too deep. Even after the baptism of time and reincarnation, hatred is still hatred. The deep hatred will not change in the slightest because of the current joy.

Fang Ke will never understand a certain truth in the past, present, and for a long time in the future.

——Some people seem to be standing opposite you, but they are standing with their backs to the light, and their shade covers you from beginning to end. Watching you chase him towards the light is something that makes him feel satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Even if you have a knife in your hand, even if you chase him to death, even if you never understand why he is so partial to humans.

Even if you have forgotten that he once bent down and picked you up from the bottomless sea.

His gentleness and tolerance never change because of anything.

The hatred back then was too deep, and now it is just a fleeting fragment of memory, but it is enough to have a significant impact on Fang Ke, who remembers nothing.

But he didn't understand why he hated it, and just thought it was his brain going crazy.

He put aside the inexplicable feeling just now and rubbed Shen Ci Nian's calf with his head in dissatisfaction.

Shen Cinian then untied him, massaged his limbs that had not moved for too long, and then picked him up and carried him to the bathroom.

Fang Ke was enjoying this moment. He didn't have to worry about anything or think about anything. He just had to enjoy Shen Cinian's service.

Shen Cinian was lathering him up with very light force, and he felt a little drowsy.

Half asleep and half awake, his memory began to flash back. He didn't know what he recalled. He suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Shen Cinian's hand. His eyes were bloodshot.

That look was so terrifying that Shen Cinian paused for a moment, but the next moment, he seemed not to see Fang Ke's bloodshot eyes, and picked up the face towel to wipe Fang Ke's forehead.

"Chen Cinian..." Fang Ke was a little absent-minded. His eyes no longer contained the hatred from before, and slowly calmed down. He was not very sure, "I seem to be sick, schizophrenia or something..."

"Will too much love turn into hate?"

"Is it normal to imagine that you hate your lover?"

"Is it because I can't get the love I want that I turn to hate?"

"Is it because you don't touch me that I inexplicably fantasize about this kind of thing?"

Shen Cinian wiped his face attentively, his tone as gentle as ever: “There are too many questions, I don’t know how to answer them, be quiet for a while, don’t let the water get in.”

Fang Ke couldn't calm down. He was panicking and uneasy. He tried to calm down, but the next second he asked hurriedly: "Chen Cinian, will you take fantasy seriously?"

"Do you really feel that deep hatred because of your fantasy?"

"Chen Cinian, when are you willing to use me?"

Fang Ke thought that the root of all this was that Shen Cinian didn't use him, and he thought that everything would be fine after having sex with him.

But Shen Chenian knew that it was not the case. Shen Chenian lowered his eyes to hide his emotions and comforted: "It's not a disease. It's normal for people to have many sudden thoughts. It's also normal for emotions to fluctuate. Don't think too much."

His hands were steady. He washed the flustered puppy, wrapped it in a towel, and then carried it out steadily.

He walked towards the second bedroom, but Fang Ke suddenly began to struggle.

Fang Ke pursed his lips, unwilling to go out.

Tonight, he was particularly afraid of sleeping alone.

He jumped off Shen Cinian, and the bath towel fell to the ground, but he didn't care about it. He stepped on the carpet barefoot and got into Shen Cinian's quilt.

"Don't touch me!" He arched the quilt into a bulge, not wanting even his hair to be exposed. He tightly grasped the quilt, his voice almost trembling, "Master... Master..."

"I'm here," Shen Cinian put his hand on his waist through the quilt.

"Come up!" He said nervously, "Come up and hold me to sleep... Hold me tight..."

Shen Cinian sighed, and just as he lifted the corner of the quilt, a hand grabbed his collar and pulled him in fiercely. Fang Ke squeezed into Shen Cinian's arms in an instant, looking into his eyes with panic.

Is he looking for tenderness in these eyes?

No, he was looking for the indifference in those eyes, the kind of indifference that didn't care about human life.

No, fortunately not.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but his inner uneasiness did not diminish.

Why?

Why is doubt a seed with such tenacious vitality? Once it is buried in the soil, it begins to absorb the energy desperately and then grow wildly.

Doesn't he love Shen Qinian very much? Then why does he care about all that mess?

Why should I care? Doesn’t he love me as much as I think?

How can I doubt deep love?

As if to prove that he had no doubts, and also as if to find psychological comfort for himself, the hands he held around Chen Cinian's waist tightened and tightened, and exerted more and more force.

Shen Ci Nian's hands patted his back in a steady rhythm, soothing him to sleep and keeping him quiet.

But he couldn't be quiet, he was even a little incoherent: "Hold... hold tight... hold tight!"

Shen Cinian stopped patting helplessly and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"Not enough! Not enough..."

"That's enough," Shen Cinian said gently, "If it gets any tighter, I won't be able to breathe."

Not enough, not enough!

Why is he so scared? Shen Qinian has already hugged him tightly, but why is he still so scared?

His emotions collapsed in an instant, and he suddenly began to cry, calling Shen Cinian's name while crying.

"Chen Cinian...you...you will always stand by me, right?"

"Um."

"Even if I hate because of... because of love... because of love"

Without waiting for Shen Cinian's answer, he started asking a series of questions: "Shen Cinian, why am I so scared?"

Shen Ci Nian didn't answer, but just hugged him tightly.

"Speak! Tell me why I'm so scared!"

"Alas..." Shen Cinian sighed deeply, "Speak some truth, why are you so afraid to ask yourself, why do you insist on me telling you..."

"Hurry up and tell me!"

"Okay," Shen Cinian sighed again, "Maybe it's because you care too much, so you are afraid of losing."

"Why would I fantasize about something like that?"

"It's human instinct to rehearse danger in advance. Because you subconsciously don't want to do that, you imagined the possible consequences. Sweetheart, stop thinking about it. It's okay. I don't blame you."

When I heard the last sentence, my heart, which had been beating wildly, suddenly jumped, and then slowly subsided.

Oh, it turns out he was afraid that Shen Cinian would blame him.

He was afraid that Shen Qinian would blame him for his fantasy.

This is the main reason.

So... is he in that deep?

I was so scared about this kind of thing that I completely lost my mind.

To be honest, it's a bit embarrassing.

After being comforted, Fang Ke quickly fell asleep while holding Shen Cinian. He was tired and slept very soundly.

However, Shen Cinian couldn't fall asleep, and the worried look on his face lasted until dawn.

After dawn, Fang Ke was still sleeping soundly. Shen Ci got out of bed quietly and walked to the first floor.

"Mi Shimeng," he knocked lightly on the door of the nanny's room, "Come out for a moment, I have something to talk to you about."

Mi Shimeng had already gotten up and was preparing to make breakfast. She was washing her face when she heard the sound and quickly put down her towel and went out: "Sir, what are you doing up so early?"

"I need you to eat up the young master's dream and don't give him the chance to dream again."

"Ah," Mi Shimeng hesitated, "This is not good...Is it okay to eat all the dreams, good or bad?"

"And then... I'd know everything the young master was planning to dream about... Is that really okay?"

"No problem," Shen Cinian's tone left no room for doubt, "You go ahead and get busy."

Shen Cinian walked to the garden outside, sensed Tang Baidu's location, and walked over.

"Come back to the abyss with me."

“Oh…ah…”

Shen Cinian ignored him and disappeared directly. Tang Baidu scratched his head and disappeared with him.

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Second floor, by the window.

Fang Ke, who was originally "sleeping soundly", stood by the window with his fists clenched tightly.

Time seemed to stand still. He remained motionless with his fists clenched for about twenty minutes. No one knew what he was thinking during that time or how much struggle he had in his heart.

His fists slowly loosened and his face returned to calm.

He figured it out.

How could Shen Cinian be a weirdo? Weirdos are invasive alien species. Shen Cinian is a student at the National Defense University.

It's not even from the same world.

Shen Cinian probably gained some special abilities after becoming immortal, like invisibility or teleportation.

How normal. How normal.