Chapter 62 What do you mean by arguing?

"My mother remarried when I was 10 years old..."

The desolation in his words was exposed by the light from above.

Fu Qi'an took a step back and looked at the person in front of him calmly.

The light in the man's eyes flickered slightly, completely enveloping the young man in front of him in his pupils.

Zhu Yanshi followed the other person to the living room, and the two of them sat on the sofa. There were two cups of fresh fruit tea on the coffee table.

It was prepared by my aunt before she left.

"I've had mysophobia since I was a kid, but it was only mild back then, not like it is now."

"Outside, I can't stand even a slightly dirty environment."

Fu Qi'an picked up the fruit tea on the table and took a sip.

He didn't look at the person next to him, but just drank his tea sip after sip, his long eyelashes blocking the light from above his head.

It illuminated his loneliness.

"The man my mother remarried also had a child, Fu Yi. Maybe they accepted my mother in their hearts, but they couldn't possibly accept me."

"I have no blood relationship with them. In their eyes, I am going to rob their property."

The man spoke slowly, enunciating each word. His voice was very hoarse and had an indescribable quality.

"After reorganizing my family, I experienced the feeling of living under someone else's roof for the first time."

"Even though that was my home, no one treated me well. Even the little love my mother had for me was taken away from me."

"As long as she shows even a little concern for me, they will stand up and accuse her of being biased."

"However, my mother only cared so much for me, and even that was taken away, leading to this situation now."

Fu Qi'an pursed his lips and put the fruit tea in his hand on the table.

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

The kitten lying on the edge of the sofa seemed to notice the man's depressed mood, jumped up, and lay on his legs.

He gently stepped on Fu Qian'an's thigh with the soft pad of his flesh again and again.

"And in such a family where I was not welcomed, all my little flaws became the target of their arguments. I have mysophobia, I am hypocritical, I look down on others, I deserve to die."

"I couldn't get along in this family. I was young at the time and had developed a morbid belief that I wasn't loved because I was a sick monster."

"My own obsession with cleanliness, combined with my mental obsession with cleanliness, became a mental illness as I spent more time in that burdened family."

"They disowned me, saying they couldn't accept the weirdness in me."

Fu Qi'an suddenly paused, his fingers running across the cat's back, and the trembling of the last tone could be heard.

"From the moment I stepped into their door, I was completely excluded by this family."

"So, is it true that all my misfortunes are caused by my mysophobia?"

The man's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, a hazy and thin layer.

He looked at the young man sitting on the sofa next to him, with thousands of emotions in his eyes, as if they were about to burst out at any time.

The boy sitting on the sofa did not speak in response. He just stood up, bent down, moved closer to the other person, and gave him a very sincere hug.

No matter how much you say, it seems pale and powerless. Only a sincere hug can resolve the problem.

Zhu Yanshi was not a very thoughtful person, but he could sense the extreme insecurity emanating from the man opposite him.

All he needs to do now is to give the other person a sense of security.

Place your palms on the other person's back and move them down gently, again and again.

Just like the hug just now, the man buried his head in his neck, breathing in the warm scent of the boy.

Everything was quiet.

All the well-hidden fragility was exposed on this quiet and ordinary night, and the scabbed wounds of adulthood were naturally revealed.

Inside, it was still covered in blood.

Zhu Yanshi didn't move, and kept this posture, hugging the other person, giving the other person a very firm hug.

“It’s not your fault.”

Just this one sentence can bring endless energy to people.

Fu Qi'an kept his head buried in the boy's shoulder, and his arms around the boy kept tightening.

He didn't know why he behaved like this.

In fact, after so many years, he has even become a little numb to a series of behaviors like tonight.

But he couldn't help but reveal his scars and show them to Zhu Yanshi.

With a pair of calm and bright eyes, he observed the emotional changes on the boy's face.

Will he feel sad?

Will he be sad and upset?

Will he feel unworthy of himself?

After receiving a hug, all those doubts no longer mattered.

Only the heartbeat was intense.

Fu Qi'an's fingers hanging on the boy's side kept shrinking, and when his emotions reached the peak, the words that were on the tip of his tongue were about to come out.

The people hugging him suddenly stood up.

He glanced hurriedly at the time on the watch on his wrist.

"I really need to go back to school."

There was a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Fu Qi'an acted fragile for a long time, and after the other party comforted him, he replied with this.

“…”

There was a long silence.

Zhu Yanshi grabbed the backpack on the sofa without any understanding of the situation and rushed out like a gust of wind.

When the villa door was slammed shut, only the vulnerable Fu Qi'an was left——

"I'll come back tomorrow to continue comforting you!"

"There's really no time!"

The door slammed shut, causing the door frame to tremble due to the force.

Fu Qian'an and Maoqiu stared at the door in confusion.

The fragile look in the man's eyes had not faded yet. He lowered his head blankly and stared at the kitten.

"Leaving now?"

"Meow……"

The kitten doesn’t know, don’t ask the kitten.

Fu Qi'an almost laughed out of anger. When he was carrying the kitten upstairs, a slightly hoarse and sexy male voice filled the air.

“There are quite a few guest rooms…”

"Dislike me?"

Talking to oneself.

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Zhu Yanshi once again rushed into the dormitory just at closing time.

Yuan Qing turned around happily and saw the boy who had gone out in the same clothes as her in the morning but had changed his clothes when he came back.

The whole bright little face fell in an instant.

Silence, turning head, throwing pen.

The fat man who passed by him was confused by the noise. When he climbed onto the bed, he kept looking back at Yuan Qing.

The culprit sat on a chair with a calm face, grabbed the fruit juice that Yuan Qing had made for him on the table and took a big gulp.

The sweet and slightly cool liquid spread down the throat, dispelling the dry mouth from running all the way.

Zhu Yanshi licked his lips.

Only at this moment did I realize that there was a chilling cold air coming from behind me.

Turn your head.

Yuan Qing always came over enthusiastically in the past, but today not only did he sit still in his seat, he didn't even show any intention of taking the initiative to talk to him.

Zhu Yanshi stood up and moved closer, but before he got close, the other person stood up from the chair and walked towards the bathroom.

I am such an idiot, wearing so-called couple outfits and acting like a bootlicker happily.

Yuan Qing wished he could take off what he was wearing right now.

The footsteps behind him did not stop until the two people walked onto the balcony.

Yuan Qing's wrist was grabbed, and Zhu Yanshi's voice came closer.

"Are you angry?"

"How did I offend you?"

“…”

Yuan Qing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"What am I to you?"

Looking back, his tone was unusually aggressive.

Zhu Yanshi couldn't understand why the other party was jealous again when he came back. They were obviously just good brothers and good girlfriends, but he treated her like he was coaxing a boyfriend.

What are you doing?

But I can only put on a serious face and coax him.

"What's the big deal? We're just good friends!"

"Heh." Yuan Qing sneered, turned around and walked towards the bathroom again.

Everyone has their own way of quarreling. Zhu Yanshi is used to solving problems head-on, while Yuan Qing likes to escape from himself and then digest the problem.

In fact, the latter method would hurt feelings more, and Zhu Yanshi didn't want the other party to escape.

"Why are you angry?"

The young man blocked the other person's way, with a look of anxiety on his face, but his bright pupils were clear.

I have no idea how I offended anyone.

It was not until his eyes met the young man's that Yuan Qing realized belatedly that his anger was too inexplicable.

From Zhu Yanshi's perspective, he might have thought he was an idiot, and after he came back, he got angry at him in a strange way.

Yuan Qing sighed and gave up struggling.

When it comes to arguing, he will never quarrel with Zhu Yanshi.

If you don't want to argue, you can only bow your head.

"Why did you change your clothes?"

"There was a time before, just like that."

"You didn't mind that time?"

Zhu Yanshi's brain is rusty and he generally can't think in a flexible way.

The look in his eyes as he stared at Yuan Qing became increasingly strange.

“…”

"I didn't tell you that time because I didn't want you to think I was interfering too much in your life."

"But this time is different."

Yuan Qing paused, turned his head, and reached out to close the door leading to the dormitory from the balcony to prevent other people in the dormitory from hearing it.

The faint light outside the dormitory fell on their faces, and there were also strands of light coming through the window.

Yuan Qing turned his back to the light, his eyes quietly fixed on Zhu Yanshi's face.

"That's the dress I gave you. I'm very happy today that I can wear the same dress as you."

Said it seriously.

Zhu Yanshi: ...

There was a long silence.

That’s it? ?

The boy tried his best to suppress the confusion and puzzlement in his eyes, but the man opposite him still clearly caught it.

Yuan Qing curled the corner of his mouth and pushed away Zhu Yanshi who was blocking the bathroom door.

"Of course, you have plenty of lickers around you."

"I'm just an insignificant character."

After uttering two rather green tea-sounding sentences, there was the sound of the door closing.

Zhu Yanshi: "..."

The first time I was speechless.

The dirty clothes were in the backpack, but he didn't throw them away?

What's the difference between licking a dog and not licking a dog?

What are you doing?

The night outside the window was dark, and countless moths were circling around the street lights.

There were no pedestrians to be seen under the streetlights. There was only a small ball of black light shining on the ground, which was the shadow of the leaves above.

Yuan Qing washed her face in the bathroom, letting her turbulent emotions calm down a little before opening the bathroom door.

As the door opened, a foot blocked it.

The boy's voice was lazy.

"Explain yourself clearly, Yuan Qing."

His eyelids lifted up, and a deep light peeked into his bright eyes.

Their eyes met and their breathing remained still.