Chapter 23 Chapter 23
When Xitong's eyes dropped and touched the thin figure curled up on the bed, sleeping peacefully in the arms of the soft "human mattress", the pink tenderness that had just disappeared for a while once again melted the ice on Xitong's surface and slowly emerged.
Gu Chi floated to the bedside, and the black mist condensed into two arms.
He held his chin, his elbows on the edge of the bed, lowered his head, and looked at Xibai with a foolish look.
After watching for an unknown period of time, the black mist re-infused into the Seven Orifices, and "Gu Chi" on the bed opened his eyes again.
The ink color faded from the corners of the eyes to the inside, revealing the whites of the eyes on both sides of the pupils, and the pupils also compressed into a small dot, turning into the black color of humans.
He raised his hand.
His fingertips gently stroked Xibai's brow, and his fingertips swirled with warmth and tenderness, quickly smoothing out the small wrinkles caused by the discomfort caused by the "siege" of ghosts outside.
At the moment when his brows relaxed, a gentle smile appeared at the corners of Gu Chi's lips, which was completely opposite to the temperament when he slaughtered thousands of ghosts just now. It was indeed
very noisy just now.
But it's okay.
He lowered his head and gently sniffed the sweet fragrance that made him obsessed and belonged only to him.
Now, everything is quiet.
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Xibai's body is sometimes cold, and sometimes warm as if it is fine.
Gu Chi guarded him all night. Although ghosts don't need to rest, because of worry, his heart also rises and falls with Xibai's body temperature.
But what Gu Chi didn't know was that this was the best sleep Xi Bai had had in the past twenty years.
That's why Gu Chi's seemingly silly words last night, "I wish you a good sleep every night in the future," made Xi Bai really happy and thankful.
Xi Bai has a small problem. He gets groggy every time he wakes up.
On the night of the winter solstice, he felt uncomfortable and even more groggy when he woke up.
In previous years, he was groggy because he couldn't sleep after being tormented by the cold all night. But this year's winter solstice night, because he slept well for a rare time, he got even more groggy.
It seems that it's not as cold as in previous years.
Xi Bai thought dazedly.
His eyelids were not frozen, his upper and lower lips were not stuck together by ice, and his nose didn't seem to feel painful and numb from being frozen...
Wasn't yesterday the winter solstice?
Why did I feel like I slept well and was warm last night?
Xibai himself didn't realize that he had subconsciously developed a trust and dependence on Gu Chi over the past month or two. So much so that he fell asleep last night when he leaned his head into Gu Chi's arms and smelled the scent of pine wood.
Xibai is not fully awake yet, and half of his brain is still in a dormant state.
Perhaps the temperature around him is too comfortable. He feels like he is lying on the beach, wrapped in the warm sunshine. The sun has hands, gently caressing his back.
But his hands are still a little cold.
Xibai stretched out his hand towards the warm little sun.
A hot water bag suddenly appeared in the air. It has a strange shape, a grid-shaped one. Xibai stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of it. It was warm, filled with hot water, and a little elastic.
But his hands were still a little cold.
The lower half of the hot water bag seemed to be hotter than the upper half, so Xibai's hands continued to chase the heat source, all the way down.
Then the hot water bag floating in front of him suddenly changed shape.
It became cylindrical.
And even though he didn't continue to add water to it, the cylindrical hot water bag became bigger and bigger, and there seemed to be something alive in the bag, jumping up and down!
Xibai pinched it curiously, and poked it with his fingers.
Then, the "hot water bag" groaned.
The low and forbearing sound in his ears slowly woke Xibai up from that strange dream.
He vaguely felt that there was a lot of urgency around him, and there was someone next to him.
Why does the bed seem to have become smaller again? Didn't we change to a 1m5 big bed last night? Could it be that Gu Chi has grown bigger again?
That's not right, didn't he sleep in his own bed last night?
Wait...
Xibai paused in rubbing his eyes.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
It was true that he slept in his own bed last night, but Gu Chi seemed to come over in the middle of the night!
Xibai raised his head, and when he saw the handsome and superior face in front of him, his brain crashed instantly.
Gu Chi's face was so red.
Why was he always looking to the side and didn't dare to look at himself?
Wait...
With a little bit of remaining rationality, Xibai finally realized that the muffled groan just now could only have been made by Gu Chi.
The "hot water bag" that he had been holding in his hand...
Xibai lifted the quilt and slowly lowered his head.
The "hot water bag" seemed to deliberately announce its existence, and greeted Xibai when it met his line of sight.
How should I put it? It was just a passionate bounce.
Xibai felt that the movement of raising his head was not much more agile than that of a zombie.
Xibai: ...
Gu Chi: .
Xibai: ... ...
"Ah!!!"
Gu Chi was quick-witted and pulled Xibai, who had bounced off the bed and rolled backwards, back into the bed.
But because he was too nervous, he did not control his strength.
In addition, Xibai was light, so he could not control himself and bounced into Gu Chi's arms again.
Then he said hello to a hot water bottle that was also very large.
Xibai: ...
There was only one sentence left in his mind.
This time I really acted as a flag-raiser.
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The cold water froze his fingertips red, but compared with the red on his ears and cheeks, it seemed much lighter.
He scooped up handfuls of cool water and splashed it on his face, but it still couldn't take away the scalding temperature. Xibai thought that this was probably the least cold winter solstice he had ever experienced.
Until finally he tore off two face towels, wet them with water and put them on his face.
The tingling sensation of fine, cotton-soft needles piercing his skin was slowly chilled by the coolness and dissipated a lot.
Xibai stood on the balcony, trying to calm himself down.
His mind was a mess, and it took him a long time to pull out some reason and thoughts.
So Gu Chi climbed onto the bed last night after he discovered that something was wrong with him.
However, he didn't expect that his extremely yang constitution just happened to counteract his extremely yin constitution, and the chill that had tormented him for twenty years faded away, which
was a blessing in disguise. It would be a lie to say that Xi Bai was not moved. It was
just that the unexpected thing that happened in the morning left him no time to think about what Gu Chi had taken care of for him last night.
Thinking back on it now, his heart was warm.
Gu Chi was really a nice person.
Although he had a strange temper sometimes, he was handsome, had a good figure, and really cared about his roommate. If it were someone else, even if they had discovered that something was wrong with his body last night, they might have been scared, or they might not have taken it seriously.
But Gu Chi actually cuddled him and slept with him all night.
Even Gu Chi might not know that he has an extremely yang horoscope and constitution, and the original intention was to use body temperature to make him feel less cold.
Recalling the feeling of being hugged by Gu Chi when he woke up in the morning, Xi Bai felt inexplicably at ease.
The chest was broad and warm, as if it could withstand all the pain for him.
As he thought about it, the tips of his ears became hot again, and his thoughts began to get confused with the rising temperature.
But Gu Chi is really big.
Although he had seen him by accident last time, he was two beds away at that time, but this morning he was in close contact.
Xi Bai stared at his hands, clenched his five fingers, gestured at the shape of his hands at that time, and observed the size of the circle formed by his thumb and the other four fingers.
A refreshing cold wind blew from the balcony.
Xi Bai came back to his senses:...
!!!
He rushed to the sink and started washing his face again.
In the dormitory.
Gu Chi sat on the narrow bed.
The sound of water flowing on the balcony sounded and stopped, stopped and sounded again. I don’t know what the people outside are doing. I can hear a sense of confusion.
But Gu Chi’s mind is very clear.
He is now lying on Xi Bai’s bed.
He didn’t bring a quilt when he came to Xi Bai’s place last night. There was heating in the house, not to mention that he was not a human being, and the temperature changes outside had no effect on him.
Gu Chi was indeed worried all night, guarding Xi Bai who was in poor health.
But he also engraved the aroma that made him obsessed and almost crazy into his brain memory from a close distance.
A night of close guarding did not "satisfy the hunger", but instead seemed to be aroused by the sweet fragrance, making the desires in the body clamor more wantonly and rush more crazily.
His sight swept across the bed along the corners of his eyes.
The hands supported by his sides finally couldn't resist the instinctive drive and extended forward. His palms pressed against the sheets to push out the wrinkles, and the moment his slender fingers touched the soft quilt, they grabbed it with a bit of uncontrolled force. His handsome
and three-dimensional facial features were buried in the quilt with residual warmth, and the pair of eyes that were exposed were no longer clear at this moment.
He lowered his eyelashes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.
Even the corners of his eyes were red.
It was... the smell of Xibai.
So fragrant.
So hungry.
He himself couldn't even tell whether it was appetite or something else.
Gu Chi didn't want bedding.
He wanted people.
He wanted Xi Bai to lie in the soft bedding and look at him.
With those beautiful eyes like glass, she could only look at him.