Crossing the Line
When people are afraid of a certain outcome, their first reaction is often to not dare to move forward.
For example, Wei Shao at this moment.
Hearing the footsteps approaching from behind, he turned around and grabbed the male insect by the collar, asking harshly, "What did you do to him?!"
The male insect was frightened by his ferocious expression and dared not move. He begged for mercy again and again. Wei Shao calmed himself down and repeated in a controlled tone: "I ask you, what did you do to him?!"
The male insect felt extremely aggrieved.
What is going on?
When tonight's customers knocked on his door, he was devastated.
How can there be a female insect that comes to be comforted while being covered in dirt? At first glance, it was obvious that he had just come out of a fight. He was dirty and smelly, and his eyes were full of ferocity and cruelty. He didn't even dare to look at him for any longer.
However, after the other person washed himself, he felt a little more secretly happy in his heart - he turned out to be a handsome young man.
But this emotion did not last long. The female insect touched him but had no intention of letting him touch her. She said "Don't bother me" and went into another spare room. From then on, she was as quiet as death.
Of course, he didn't dare to go in and cause trouble for the Jade-faced Shura.
During this time, he heard the phone ringing several times in the opposite room, but the other party never answered it, nor did they hang up. The phone rang for a long time each time.
He was puzzled at that time, but now he realized that the customer was actually dizzy.
At this moment, his collar was still being grabbed by Wei Shao, whose eyes were red. He did not dare to move at all. He quickly told the whole story of his experience tonight, adding fuel to the fire, to prove his innocence.
Wei Shao let go of him halfway through listening and rushed to the bedside to see Philo.
When I got closer, I found that Philo's clothes were slightly red, and he must have been injured. His forehead was hot, probably because he had a fever.
All the strength in Wei Shao's body seemed to be drained away. In an instant he knelt on the ground and buried his forehead deeply in his palms.
The relief of surviving the disaster, the anger at Philo for hurting him again, and the regret that had been accumulating since he let Philo leave, all burst out at this moment.
The assistant was also someone who knew how to observe the situation. He had taken the male insect who was receiving guests away early in the morning. Now, only he and Philo were left in the room.
Philo curled up on the bed, his lips were burned much darker in color and a little dry and flaky.
Female insects are strong and generally have little chance of getting a fever. Wei Shao didn't know how he had gotten himself into this half-dead state.
Wei Shao pulled out his hand that was hidden in the quilt. It was just a casual adjustment, but it made Wei Shao frown all of a sudden.
Philo's hands were very delicate and slender. He had seen them many times and held their hands many times before, so he knew them very well.
At this moment, the knuckles of those two hands were as beautiful as before, but the nails on the ten fingertips had been cut off.
The female insect's strong regenerative ability allows it to grow half a new claw at the root end. In just a day or two, the hand will be as perfect as new.
The pair of black gloves was still on the bedside. If Wei Shao had not come today, he would probably never have known what Philo had gone through.
What task would precisely gouge off ten fingertips?
Only man-made.
If he was an enemy, then the other party must hate Philo so much that he could do such a cruel thing, but what kind of thing could lead to such hatred that even he and Luke didn't know? And Philo even deliberately concealed it from him.
If not, if...
...What if Philo did it himself?
The look on Philo's face when he said to him "Don't bother me" that day was still vivid, so desolate and desperate.
Wei Shao suddenly realized that the system disappeared since Philo suddenly distanced himself from him.
The intricate clues in my mind were jumping and clamoring, and it seemed that the truth would be revealed in the next moment.
"water……"
Philo on the bed made a faint sound. Wei Shao's fingertips were cold and numb. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room quickly.
There was no medicine here. Wei Shao only found packaged water and a spoon. He returned to the room, helped Philo up and leaned him against his shoulder, then fed him half a bottle with difficulty.
He was about to put the person back down to lie down when the head on his shoulder moved, and the soft hair rubbed his neck.
——Philo woke up.
No one spoke for a moment.
Wei Shao asked softly, "Do you want to pretend to sleep?"
Philo didn't say anything, so he asked again: "Or do you want me to pretend I didn't notice?"
Philo's voice was a little hoarse: "Is it okay?"
Under normal circumstances, Wei Shao would have probably laughed out of anger, but at this moment he felt like a heavy stone had fallen on his heart and he couldn't laugh no matter what.
"No." He said, holding Philo's shoulders and leaning against the bed, lowering his eyes and said, "Do you want to tell me yourself, or should I ask?"
Philo began: "What?"
"Why did you hurt yourself again? Didn't you come here to attract male insects?"
Philo explained: "I went on a mission before coming here."
Wei Shao nodded, and said in a somewhat aggressive tone: "Are all the male insects in the recruitment center not to your liking? You spent a whole day selecting and only picked such a thing."
Philo did not answer.
Wei Shao hadn't intended to get an answer. When Philo avoided responding, he seized the opportunity and grabbed Philo's wrist which was hidden under the quilt.
Fei Luo struggled hard, as if afraid that he would find something, so he hid in the quilt and stared into Fei Luo's eyes: "This, was it also made during the mission today?"
Philo's struggling stopped.
He knew Wei Shao saw it.
"Yes." Fei Luo was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly looked up at Wei Shao and emphasized, "So what if she was injured during a mission? Is there any female insect in the base who has never been injured during a mission?"
The skin in his palm was thin, and Wei Shao could feel the beating of the pulse connected to the heart with his fingertips.
Is this heart beating for him? Wei Shao thought in confusion.
He rubbed his fingertips across Philo's palm and asked softly, "During the days when I was away...did something say something to you?"
The hand he was holding suddenly curled up, and the beating under his fingertips suddenly became faster.
Wei Shao's eyes were always fixed on Fei Luo's face. He saw Fei Luo's face turn pale instantly.
Wei Shao's other hand, which was hanging by the bed, gradually clenched and became engorged and painful. He spoke in a hoarse voice: "...What did it say to you?"
In fact, he wanted to question the system himself.
Why the hell not come at him? Go and bully Philo who doesn't know the truth!
Philo drooped his shoulders and almost curled himself up into a ball.
After he grew up, he always appeared cold and icy in public, and only when facing Wei Shao would he show a flattering and pleading look.
Wei Shao suddenly realized that all of Philo's humility and vulnerability were given to him, and it was all because of him.
He felt a dull pain in his chest, closed his eyes, and lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, I--"
Fei Luo interrupted him directly: "Wei Shao, please go."
This was the third time Philo had driven him away.
Wei Shao suddenly found that he hated hearing words related to "leaving" from Philo's mouth, and thus realized how cold and hateful he had always been.
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Why?"
Philo remained silent, so he added softly, "...Didn't you say you liked me?"
This is such an embarrassing question.
Philo's shoulders trembled slightly, and he buried his face in his knees and quilt, with a hint of crying in his hoarse voice: "...Please, let's go."
Wei Shao called him in a low voice: "Lolo."
Philo covered his ears.
He once tried to use Wei Shao's pity to gain his love, but later he realized that it was unobtainable because pity was all Wei Shao could give him.
His entanglement only made Wei Shao painful, sick, and caught in a dilemma.
Philo covered his ears with his hands, and the dark brown scabs on his fingertips were exposed under the light, which indeed did not look that good.
Wei Shao looked at his resisting posture, and his throat seemed to be blocked, unable to speak.
In fact, he also felt that whatever he said at this moment was terrible and extremely hypocritical.
He stared at Philo for a long while, then suddenly lowered his head, moved close to Philo's fingertips, and kissed them lightly.
Sensing Filo's momentary stiffness, Wei Shao's Adam's apple rolled. He tried his best to ignore the heat in his ears and took the opportunity to ask:
"Will you please not let me go now?"
Philo slowly raised his head from his knees and looked at Wei Shao blankly, as if asking him what he meant.
Wei Shao himself didn't know the fuck, he only knew that Fei Luo's expression now looked much more comfortable than before.
If the system were here, it would definitely be screaming and howling that he had overstepped the line.
It's overstepping the boundaries.
So what.
Damn this stupid system.
He simply lowered his head and kissed the fingertips of Philo's other hand again.
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