Chapter 7 Peek

The sofa in the rental house was not big, so Lu Qingmian deliberately blocked Jiang Jinyue in the corner.

Jiang Jinyue half-knelt on the sofa. When he leaned over, his lower back naturally curved. The soft shirt stuck to his skin, and when it curved downward, it stood up like a mountain, making the overly long shirt look undulating.

Lu Qingmian was slightly startled. He never expected that someone as timid as Jiang Jinyue would suddenly reach out and touch the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his eyes, and his gaze naturally fell on Jiang Jinyue's sunken waist. The curve there was very suitable for resting his arm.

Before Lu Qingmian could say anything, Jiang Jinyue was almost scared to death by himself.

He kept sticking his butt out to touch the corner of Lu Qingmian's mouth, not daring to move. However, his body began to tremble due to the physical contact, and the trembling spread from his fingertips to his shoulders and back. The amplitude of his shaking was very small, but it was impossible for Lu Qingmian to not see it at such a close distance.

Jiang Jinyue opened his mouth unconsciously, subconsciously trying to breathe smoothly before the feeling of suffocation came.

But what came before the feeling of suffocation was the rhythm of the heartbeat taking off in the chest. The faster and faster the heartbeat, the more Jiang Jinyue ignored the discomfort caused by touching PTSD for the first time.

As his heartbeat quickened, Jiang Jinyue's shoulder blades, where his wings had already disappeared, began to itch again. Although the sound that had appeared before did not ring in his mind, Jiang Jinyue had a strong intuition that if he allowed his heartbeat to continue to be so unbalanced, he would grow wings again!

Lu Qingmian's eyelashes were very long but not curled. She did not move even when Jiang Jinyue poked the corner of her mouth. She just lowered her eyes and glanced at Jiang Jinyue. Jiang Jinyue seemed to be startled. He suddenly withdrew his hand, turned around and ran to the bedroom.

He ran so fast that he fell off the armrest of the sofa on the other side. He climbed up using his hands and feet and ran away, shouting, "I'm sorry!"

This was the first time Lu Qingmian heard Jiang Jinyue speak in such a loud voice.

He sat leisurely on the sofa without moving until the bedroom door slammed shut.

After Jiang Jinyue hid in the bedroom, he didn't make any sound, as if he didn't exist in this house.

Lu Qingmian leaned on the sofa and stared at the bedroom door for a while before he slowly stood up, walked to the bedroom door, and knocked gently on it.

"Knock, knock, knock." Just like when he knocked on the door at the beginning.

The bedroom was quiet, and Jiang Jinyue was pretending to be dead.

Lu Qingmian was very patient and continued to knock on the door.

After knocking for almost a minute, the bedroom door did not open. Only Jiang Jinyue's voice came from inside, small and trembling. Without even looking, Lu Qingmian had already imagined Jiang Jinyue's pitiful appearance in his mind.

"I'm sorry... I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep. Can you leave first?"

Lu Qingmian: "Open the door first."

Jiang Jinyue fell silent again.

Lu Qingmian: "Why are you sleeping so early in the morning?"

Jiang Jinyue actually didn't lie. Although he followed Lu Qingmian to a small noodle shop and happily ate a bowl of hot noodle soup, his experience in the bun shop in the morning had indeed exhausted his physical strength. He really wanted to curl up in the quilt, block out the world, and have a good sleep.

Lu Qingmian stopped urging him: "You take a rest first, I also have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first."

Jiang Jinyue leaned against the door panel and listened carefully to the noise outside. After Lu Qingmian said he was leaving, the outside became quiet. Jiang Jinyue was a little confused. Why didn't there be the sound of the door closing? Or was it because the sound of the door closing was too quiet for him to hear.

“Click.”

Jiang Jinyue carefully opened the door a crack.

Looking out through the gap, the living room was empty and Lu Qingmian was no longer there.

Jiang Jinyue breathed a sigh of relief, but his rapid heartbeat had not yet completely calmed down. If he stayed with Lu Qingmian again, the wings that had finally disappeared would definitely grow back.

Just as he was about to close the door again, a hand suddenly reached out, stuck in the gap, and pushed the bedroom door open.

Jiang Jinyue screamed in fright. It turned out that Lu Qingmian did not leave, but was standing on the other side, waiting for him to open the door.

Lu Qingmian was very strong, and Jiang Jinyue couldn't close the door even after pushing it hard.

Unable to close the door, he had to resort to the same old trick, turning around and escaping to the bed, throwing the quilt over himself and wrapping himself in it.

There was a bulge of quilt on the bed.

Lu Qingmian opened the bedroom door wide and walked in with a dignified manner.

The small bedroom was Jiang Jinyue's completely private personal space, but at this moment someone broke in by breaking down the door.

After seeing Jiang Jinyue curled up in the quilt, Lu Qingmian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but chuckle.

Jiang Jinyue was like a little ostrich that only cared about its head and not its butt. His body was hidden in the quilt, but his toes were still exposed outside the quilt. Because of nervousness, his toes were curled up tightly, and they trembled as Lu Qingmian approached.

Lu Qingmian sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to grab a corner of the quilt. "So you're not a little rooster, you're a little ostrich."

Jiang Jinyue felt the quilt being pulled and immediately reached out to grab that corner of the quilt.

Lu Qingmian didn't use much force, and Jiang Jinyue easily snatched back the corner of the quilt, tucked it back carefully, and then pressed it with his arm, for fear that Lu Qingmian would lift it up again.

He tucked it in attentively and seriously, as if this was the most important thing at the moment.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Lu Qingmian's dark eyes, and he changed his angle and grabbed the corner of the quilt again.

The two of them kept doing this for almost ten minutes, one pulling and the other tugging.

Finally, Lu Qingmian stopped pulling, and Jiang Jinyue was curled up in the quilt, busy and anxious, feeling hot and hot all over.

"I really have to leave this time," Lu Qingmian stood up from the bed, "Do you have WeChat? Give me your phone number and add WeChat."

In 2013, WeChat had not yet surpassed QQ. People who liked to use QQ thought that those who used WeChat were pretentious, while people who liked to use WeChat thought that those who used QQ were childish.

Jiang Jinyue uses QQ more often because some class groups require QQ to join. He also has WeChat, but he has no friends and it is idle.

"Yes..." The airtight quilt arched up, and Jiang Jinyue's answer came from inside. His voice was still very small, and he seemed a little exhausted.

Lu Qingmian didn't even ask Jiang Jinyue what day it was, but directly asked him for his cell phone.

Jiang Jinyue felt around in the quilt, took out his bright yellow cell phone from his pocket and pushed it out from the edge of the quilt.

Lu Qingmian picked it up and opened it, and saw the pattern lock screen.

"What's the password?"

Jiang Jinyue stretched out a hand from under the quilt and drew a shape on the bed sheet.

It was a simple little lightning pattern. Lu Qingmian understood it, but said, "I don't understand. Unlock it yourself."

As he said this, he suddenly lifted the quilt, revealing Jiang Jinyue's confused and red face.

He had been staying in the quilt for too long and was covered in sweat. His bangs were wet and stuck to his cheeks. At this moment, he was startled by the sudden light and his eyes widened. His clear eyes stared blankly at Lu Qingmian who was bending over to look inside.

"It's almost done?" Lu Qingmian moved closer to the quilt.

Jiang Jinyue finally reacted and quickly retracted his hand to pull the quilt tighter again. Lu Qingmian quickly handed the phone to Jiang Jinyue.

"Don't hide it, unlock it."

Jiang Jinyue froze, stretched out his finger and drew a small lightning on the phone screen, and with a "click", the phone was unlocked.

Lu Qingmian naturally opened Jiang Jinyue's WeChat, and sneered when he saw that Jiang Jinyue's WeChat avatar was a cartoon little sun.

Jiang Jinyue didn't understand what was going on. After Lu Qingmian added the WeChat friend and phone number, he threw the phone back on the bed and turned to leave the bedroom.

Soon, the sound of the door opening and closing was heard.

Jiang Jinyue suddenly threw back the quilt, lay on the bed and breathed in deep gulps of fresh air.

He picked up his phone and looked at the only friend on WeChat. Only then did he understand why Lu Qingmian had sneered just now.

Lu Qingmian's WeChat avatar was a dark night sky with no stars, only a small crescent moon almost covered by dark clouds, which formed a sharp contrast with Jiang Jinyue's bright little sun avatar.

After Lu Qingmian left, Jiang Jinyue slept deeply and long. Fortunately, his heartbeat gradually returned to normal after Lu Qingmian left, the itch on his back disappeared, and the wings did not grow back.

In the evening, Jiang Jinyue put on his glasses and mask, carefully pushed his bangs in front of his eyes in front of the mirror, opened the door and went out.

He got on the elevator and pressed the 9th floor button.

Lu Qingmian said that when he flew out that night, the window on the 9th floor was open.

Although Lu Qingmian agreed to help him cure his illness and help him solve the problem on the 9th floor, Jiang Jinyue was most afraid of causing trouble and bringing trouble to others. He couldn't guess how Lu Qingmian would solve the problem if the residents on the 9th floor really saw him flying away with wings, so Jiang Jinyue wanted to go and see for himself, at least to find out whether the residents on the 9th floor saw what happened that night.

The elevator stopped on the 9th floor. Jiang Jinyue walked out of the elevator and turned to walk to the other side of the corridor.

Judging from the location, the household with the open window on the 9th floor should be 903.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw two people pushing and shoving at the door of seat 903 on the other side of the corridor.

The two men stood sideways facing Jiang Jinyue. One of them was very tall and looked particularly strong, while the other had conspicuous pink hair and was much shorter than the strong man.

The two people seemed to be arguing. The pink-haired girl was constantly pushing the burly man's chest. After pushing a few times, she suddenly jumped up and threw herself into the burly man's arms.

The burly man also hooked the pink-haired girl's legs, pushed her against the wall, and lowered his head...

It was the first time in Jiang Jinyue's life that she saw two men kissing, outside of television or the internet.

He froze in place, and suddenly heard a "swish" sound, and the burly man seemed to tear open the pink-haired man's collar!

Jiang Jinyue woke up as if from a dream, turned around and walked towards the elevator, afraid that the two people would notice him, but the elevator door had already closed and was heading downwards!

The noise behind him became more and more intense. Jiang Jinyue didn't dare to look back. He looked around helplessly as if someone was chasing him. When he noticed the stairwell, his eyes lit up and he ran over immediately.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed open the door of the stairwell, he saw Lu Qingmian standing behind the door.

Jiang Jinyue was caught off guard and was frightened so much that he took several steps back.

Lu Qingmian had obviously seen him a long time ago, and was not surprised to see him coming over. He took two steps back and motioned him to come in.

Jiang Jinyue immediately rushed into the stairwell.

"You..." Why are you here?

Lu Qingmian put his finger to his lips and made a "hush" sound, asking Jiang Jinyue to stop talking.

Then Lu Qingmian gently pushed the door of the stairwell open a crack and looked into the corridor.

On the other side, two men entangled with each other were still passionately kissing.

It was already dark at this time, and the voice-controlled light immediately dimmed after detecting no sound.

Suddenly, everything around him became pitch black. Jiang Jinyue panicked. He was most afraid of darkness. When he was about to stomp his feet, a loud noise suddenly came from the dark corridor and the voice-controlled lights came on again.

It was the pink-haired girl's cry.

Jiang Jinyue's face behind the mask turned red instantly. He felt very uncomfortable, but he saw Lu Qingmian still looking out through the crack of the open door calmly, not affected at all, as if this was the most normal thing.

"Hmm..." Another pink-haired voice came.

Jiang Jinyue was extremely curious, and finally, driven by curiosity, he moved closer to the crack of the door. In order to see clearly, he even grabbed his long bangs with both hands to make the view clearer.

In the corridor, the pink-haired girl was held in the arms of a burly man, and the two of them were spinning against the wall, like they were making pancakes against the wall.

The voice-controlled light that lit up never dimmed again.

Jiang Jinyue was watching intently when suddenly a soft laugh came into his ears, accompanied by warm breath, and a strange numb feeling instantly spread throughout his limbs.

Lu Qingmian withdrew his hand that was holding the door open, and Jiang Jinyue immediately turned around, leaning his back against the door, still pulling his bangs with both hands.

He looked up, staring blankly at Lu Qingmian as he lowered his head and moved closer and closer, and finally whispered in his ear:

"Since you like watching it, why don't we give it a try?"