Chapter 26 Love Moon·026 "If you feel uncomfortable...
Midnight prolonged the silence at this moment. He Chuyue leaned against the sink and looked sideways at the bathroom door. She felt that the waiting time was incredibly slow. She felt that the places that were painted and those that were not painted were torturing her. The next second, they would turn into beasts, tearing open her skin and drinking her blood.
A sound broke the silence, and she turned around, her vision seeming to be in slow motion. The door handle was slowly pushed down, and the door was pushed open, revealing the slightly red face of the man behind it...
...
Under the white light, the slender woman was only wearing a bra on her upper body. Her perfect figure without a trace of fat was slightly bent as she leaned against the sink. The private scenery of her chest was exposed in the mirror, but was blocked by her hair that was lifted to her chest. The man standing behind her didn't even take off his coat, his eyes fixed on the area behind her, as if if he moved away for a moment he would trigger the boundary and fall off the cliff and be smashed to pieces.
Beads of sweat had already appeared on Xiao Zhiyan's forehead. He frowned, paying close attention to every movement of his fingers, as if he was doing an extremely difficult experiment that could not be careless.
Xiao Zhiyan touched the part covered by the bra with his fingertips, and the clothes could not block the warmth of his fingertips, making He Chuyue's senses sensitive again.
She opened her eyes, felt strong fingertips lifting the edge of her clothes, the cool air seeped into her skin, her eyelids trembled, she bit her lip and closed her eyes again.
His fingers were worse than an itch.
Originally, Xiao Zhiyan was going to use a cotton swab, but He Chuyue thought the cotton swab was too slow so she let him do it instead. However, she didn't expect that the relief of the itching would trigger a new strange numbness.
"hiss."
I felt a heat on my waist; it was his fingers, but they touched me briefly and then left. He Chuyue blinked and thought it was just her illusion.
"Is it almost done?" He Chuyue's throat felt dry.
Xiao Zhiyan's voice was a little embarrassed: "Lift your hand here, otherwise the ointment will get on your clothes."
clothing......
She knew he was being tactful.
Under normal circumstances, He Chuyue would definitely take the opportunity to tease him, but the current situation was really not suitable for saying such words.
"where?"
She reached out her hand and fumbled around randomly until the "headless fly" was pinned down by a strong hand. He Chuyue stiffened, and her left arm felt like it was filled with lead, so stiff that she couldn't reach it. Xiao Zhiyan had to put down the ointment and lift it herself.
He leaned close, his breath falling on her back, as if burning the fabric of the clothes there, scorching her skin.
Her face was so hot that it was exploding. He Chuyue didn't want him to apply it anymore. She pushed him away just as she was about to leave, but he didn't let go of her hand.
"Feeling better?" His voice was so hoarse as if it contained sand.
"Um."
The ointment was calamine, which would turn into white powder soon after coming into contact with the air. Xiao Zhiyan let go of her hand without looking at her.
"alright."
"Um."
"Then I..."
He quickly screwed the cap on the ointment and placed it next to her hand, with his head tilted the whole time as if he had a stiff neck.
He Chuyue saw it in the mirror and suppressed her laughter, "You can get out now."
...
Even when she was lying on the bed, He Chuyue still felt itchy where she had applied the medicine. I have applied the ointment three times, and each time the itching stopped immediately upon application.
As if sensing her discomfort, Xiao Zhiyan turned on the bedside lamp, propped himself up and asked her, "Are you still itchy?"
She rubbed her arm and said "hmm".
"Do you want to apply it again?"
He Chuyue thought about it and refused: "Don't apply it. If it itches all night, then I won't be able to sleep all night."
She turned around and looked at the white powder on the pillow, worriedly: "This thing keeps shedding powder. It will definitely be all over the bed when I wake up tomorrow."
"That doesn't matter, you can wash it." He paused, and said with self-blame, "I don't want you to feel bad."
The faint light from the bedside allowed He Chuyue to see clearly into his eyes. His deep pupils were like amber. His brows were furrowed, as if he was influenced by her and was worried about her.
One person's emotions are affected by another. Is she influencing his emotions?
Her heart felt warm, she curled her lips and shook her head, and suddenly she felt that her body was not so itchy anymore.
"It's much better now, turn off the light."
Falling back into darkness, Latte's breathing became even.
He Chuyue looked at the ceiling, clasped her arms under the quilt and dared not move, thinking that she would be fine if she fell asleep. But the rash on her back seemed to be doing it on purpose. Not only was it stirring, but it was also in a place she couldn't reach. He Chuyue's forehead twitched.
She wanted to reach out and scratch it gently, but just as she moved, the person next to her lifted the quilt, and then the quilt next to her was opened, and her hand was held by him.
He Chuyue turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
She tightened her grip and saw the emotion that flashed across Xiao Zhiyan's eyes.
"If it's too uncomfortable, just pinch me."
"Pfft." She raised the corners of her lips and shook their clasped hands, "So did I really pinch you?"
"Um."
My left hand was wrapped in a hand that was as hot as a stove. The mattress under my hand was burning hot. When my palms touched each other, I could even feel each other's lines. It seemed like some kind of fit.
A tingling sensation and a flash of electric current through the arm suggested some emotion was emerging.
He Chuyue tried to press the back of his hand with her fingertips, and seeing that he really didn't react, she turned her head to look at him.
"Xiao Zhiyan."
He looked over, moved his hands, locked his eyes on hers, and said through his nasal cavity: "Hmm?"
A deep, mellow male voice reached He Chuyue's ear in the dark night. She shrank her fingertips but they were held by someone. As if something in her heart was opened in the lonely night, He Chuyue looked away unnaturally:
"What are we having for dinner tomorrow?"
The person beside him chuckled. Before He Chuyue could glare at him, Xiao Zhiyan had already given the answer: "How about chicken breast salad?"
"It's too plain." She curled her lips, "I don't like chicken breast."
"So what do you want to eat?"
He Chuyue was greedy: "Spicy."
"No." He said forcefully, "Not recently."
Knowing that he was so nervous because of what his aunt said, He Chuyue comforted him: "It's okay, actually. My allergy doctor also told me not to eat spicy food, but I ate it and it was fine. Just drink more water."
Xiao Zhiyan didn't rush to agree. After a long silence, he asked her, "Did my aunt know about it?"
He Chuyue blinked, "I don't know. I met a stray cat on my way home from get off work. I bought it a sausage and it got a fever when I got home that night. I took a taxi to the hospital and got an IV drip. It was fine the next morning."
The breathing beside her seemed disordered, and He Chuyue's attention was diverted to the itchy spot on her back. After she moved her body to relieve the pain, she realized that Xiao Zhiyan had not spoken for a long time.
She turned her head and couldn't see his face clearly, so she called him softly, "Are you asleep?"
"No." He spoke, but no emotion could be heard.
"Oh, I thought—"
"You're not the only one here now." Xiao Zhiyan suddenly spoke up, his tone both asking and inducing, "I can also make spicy hot pot in clear soup, do you want to try it?"
The words of rejection stayed on the tip of her tongue and He Chuyue swallowed subconsciously.
He continued: "With a little chili sauce?"
"make a deal!"
She felt a little sleepy, turned her head and asked, "Don't put coriander and carrots, I don't like them."
Xiao Zhiyan said "hmm" and turned his head slightly towards her: "I remember."
After a moment of silence, He Chuyue thought of what happened in the bathroom and said in a muffled voice: "Tonight...you saw everything, right?"
This time, without hearing Xiao Zhiyan speak, He Chuyue's tentative heart was completely cold, but she had already thought it through, and she didn't know whether she was comforting Xiao Zhiyan or saying to herself: "It's not like I haven't seen it before. You are just being polite and concerned. I can understand it."
His eyelashes trembled, and he finally responded in a low voice.
He Chuyue didn't see it, took a deep breath and said, "Besides, we sleep in the same bed for cooperation, so you don't have to feel burdened. I sleep very well. We can cover ourselves with two quilts, and the bed is very big. Just pretend that I don't exist."
After a long while, Xiao Zhiyan said in a deep voice: "I will."
He Chuyue yawned. She hadn't slept well in the past two days because she had been too sleepy. She stretched out her legs and found a comfortable position before she opened her lips and said:
"Are you still holding hands?"
He lowered his eyes: "Is it still itchy?"
"It's not so itchy anymore." She let go first and turned her back to him. "I'm used to sleeping this way. I can't sleep well if I hold your hand."
Xiao Zhiyan's eyes fell on her exposed head and he withdrew his hand: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard her even breathing. He did not move his eyes away, staring at the dark back of her head for an unknown amount of time, before slowly moving his eyes away and adjusting his breathing.
"good evening."
The murmur of the voice, as light as a feather, passed through the night without disturbing the people and dog in the house.
Xiao Zhiyan lay on his face up, staring at the roof, not knowing what he was thinking. Too many emotions flashed in his dark eyes, thicker than the night.
Time passed by little by little, and no one knew what time it was. Xiao Zhiyan maintained a stiff posture for a long time. Before he could adjust himself, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other startled the only person who was awake.
He Chuyue turned over unconsciously while sleeping and swung her arm on Xiao Zhiyan's chest, choking him with a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, and he almost made a sound.
He maintained the posture for a long while without daring to move, until the long movement continued and then he looked at the arm on his body. She was sleeping soundly, her eyes tightly closed without any movement.
Xiao Zhiyan tried to gently hold her wrist and put it back in place. Just as she was put back down and before she lay down flat, He Chuyue turned around completely, hugged her domineeringly, and pressed her into his arms.
Almost head to head, he rested his head on the side of He Chuyue's pillow so that he could look at her level, and his breathing tightened.
Maybe it was because he had adapted to the darkness, but Xiao Zhiyan could clearly see every part of her face. Her fluffy hair was on his forehead, making his head itchy. He wanted to reach out and scratch it, but he didn't raise his hand. He just looked at her.
This was the first time Xiao Zhiyan looked at her at such a close distance. The weak moonlight cast long and dense shadows on her eyelashes. Her fair face was very relaxed, her eyebrows were stretched, as if she had had a sweet dream.
It doesn't seem to itch anymore.
His brows finally relaxed.
Realizing what he was doing, Xiao Zhiyan subconsciously stepped back, but the hand behind him reminded him not to move, for fear of waking up the sleeping person.
She counted the seconds for a long while before slowly raising her hand. The warmth from her fingertips touched him. He glanced sideways and saw the small gourd on the red rope, which was pierced by the dark red rope and was a little crooked because of the pressure from his fingers. Xiao Zhiyan moved gently upwards, away from that warmth, but was dazed by the strong pulse under his fingertips.
Suddenly, like a ray of light flashing in the darkness, it woke up a sleeping person. Xiao Zhiyan immediately put her hand away, stepped back to his own position, and adjusted his breathing.
I didn’t dare to put my fingers crossed on my abdomen completely on the back of my hands, as the places that were touched felt like they were burned by fire and were very hot.
He sighed and turned his back. An abnormal heartbeat and strange emotions spread in his chest. Xiao Zhiyan had no choice but to close his eyes tightly, trying to reduce the presence of the person behind him. His handsome brows were tightly furrowed, and they remained so all night.
...
Early in the morning, when He Chuyue woke up, she found herself sleeping in Xiao Zhiyan's place. Her whole body tensed up and she immediately stood up, only then she noticed that she was the only one in the room.
After she heaved a sigh of relief for some reason, the quilt where her palms had been pressed seemed to have tongues of fire, licking her lines and making her quickly roll over and crawl into her own bed.
Looking at the time, it was not yet seven o'clock. He Chuyue thought that she fell asleep after Xiao Zhiyan left, so she didn't think much about it and went into the bathroom to wash up.
After all, she was a good sleeper. When she was a child, she slept in the same bed with her brother. She would wake up in any sleeping position at night. Because of this, her brother didn't dare to sleep with He Chuyue anymore, saying that it was scary for her to sleep in the same position all night...
After a night, the rashes finally showed signs of subsiding and now the itch is gone at all.
As usual, when He Chuyue came out of the bedroom, she saw breakfast and lunch boxes prepared on the table, but Xiao Zhiyan was missing.
Latte was eating halfway when he saw the person wake up and came over wagging his tail. After a brief affection, he left He Chuyue and went back to the dog bowl. He Chuyue sat in her seat and took a bite of the sandwich before he heard footsteps behind him.
"How did you get out from there?" After asking, He Chuyue remembered that it was Coffee's room. She subconsciously touched her arm and asked, "Is Coffee uncomfortable staying in the same room all the time?"
Xiao Zhiyan did not go directly to the dining table, but went to the balcony to get the lint remover. While removing the lint from the clothes, he paid attention to the dining table: "Chu Yue, I want to discuss something with you."
He Chuyue checked every spot that didn't itch and asked casually, "What's the matter?"
"Zeming has moved into my building on campus, and I want to send the coffee over there. After all, he's familiar with the place, and I can visit him when I don't have classes."
At first, He Chuyue just didn't want the indigenous people to leave because of her arrival, but she ignored the fact that the space for coffee activities was limited.
If she had to work overtime and Xiao Zhiyan had to shut up the latte and take out the coffee to move around, then a few short periods of time would not be enough. She also has a pet and knows very well that furry children are lonely most of the time. Coffee is not only lonely, but also has a small and monotonous space for activities. He Chuyue feels bad about it, and the effect of drug treatment is really slow. In the end, either she or Coffee would be wronged, so she thought about buying another apartment upstairs or downstairs from Xiao Zhiyan. She could just bring a few sets of clothes and toiletries and live there.
Now Xiao Zhiyan's method is undoubtedly the best way to maintain balance at the moment, and she has no reason to refuse.
"I have no objection." Thinking of the injustice that Latte had suffered in the past few days, He Chuyue felt uncomfortable, "Does Latte need any snacks, cat food, toys, or anything else? Let me buy something for him to make up for the guilt of restricting him during this period of time."
Xiao Zhiyan's eyes lingered on the back of the person drinking porridge, and then he responded: "Okay, I'll send it to you later."
"Um."
"How are you?"
Knowing that he was asking about the itch, He Chuyue smiled and said, "It's fine now."
The two of them discussed the time to see the Chinese doctor. He Chuyue didn't say anything else and just drank her porridge, so she didn't notice the faint dark circles under Xiao Zhiyan's eyes.
Before leaving, she suddenly wanted to eat something sour, so she turned to the person behind her and asked, "What are we having for dinner?"
The latter stopped where he was and didn't think about it, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Sour fish?"
Xiao Zhiyan nodded: "Okay."
The empty parking lot amplified the conversation between the two people, and the voices were clear and loud. After hearing the answer, He Chuyue narrowed her eyes and walked briskly towards her car.
Before he took two steps, he heard Xiao Zhiyan's clear voice: "Where did you park your car?"
"Here." She pointed at the white car not far away, and realized that Xiao Zhiyan's position was out of sight, so she walked to the back of the car and said, "It seems that our community doesn't have a parking space either, right?"
Although the housing units in Jingbao Community are very new, the underground garage was built early and has many parking spaces. Due to policy reasons, homeowners are not required to purchase parking spaces. They only need to fill in the vehicle's entry and exit number plate and pay a fixed fee for each vehicle to park.
So when Xiao Zhiyan asked this, He Chuyue thought she had parked in the wrong place.
Xiao Zhiyan had already seen the location of the white car and shook his head: "It's okay, let's go."
He Chuyue felt puzzled and didn't ask any questions. She started the car and left. She didn't notice that the person who got in the car before her hadn't come out yet and disappeared at the end of the road.
After get off work in the evening, He Chuyue parked her car at the same place where she had parked it in the morning. She thought it was a good location as it was convenient to enter from the entrance and close to the elevator. Maybe because of what Xiao Zhiyan asked her in the morning, she didn't leave in a hurry after getting out of the car. She walked around the car and then realized something was wrong.
Why does the car next to her look so much like Xiao Zhiyan's?
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