Chapter 100: Missing Brother's Boyfriend
Being tempted.
His illness was discovered.
These thoughts appeared in Jing Xun's mind one after another with a very firm tone, and continued to grow.
The heart tightened in an instant, and breathing and blood flow became sluggish.
The brain instinctively produced resistance and vigilance, calling on him to reject and stay away.
The deepest secret that was threatening enough to threaten him was suddenly revealed, and Lin Zhi played with his emotions in a normal and even gentle manner.
Jing Xun could no longer remember how he responded to Lin Zhi's temptation of a lie, but it must have been full of loopholes.
He didn't know where he had revealed his flaws, which allowed Lin Zhi to detect that there was something wrong with his memory in such a short time. Even Chang Yuhan, his agent, was not aware of his condition.
But it doesn’t matter anymore. It doesn’t matter how he was discovered. He is not curious. What matters is that he has been exposed, and his reaction has told Lin Zhi the answer.
The electronic device vaguely reflected Jing Xun's face, but his gray-blue eyes emitted a scorching light that was the complete opposite of uneasiness.
The strange young man played him around with gentle gestures. The danger and coldness he brought made people feel cold in their bones, but in this excessive fear that made people want to surrender, people became excited.
Get close to him, devour him, tear him apart, chew him, be overwhelmed by the danger, coexist with the danger and even become the danger itself.
Darkness and cruelty are drawn out, chaos spreads without the need to maintain rationality, excessive excitement causes the body to tremble, and people become intoxicated and addicted.
Jing Xun's fingertips stroked across the screen, his movements gentle and soft.
Lin Zhi probably didn't know that his probing had been noticed by him... Jing Xun's thoughts paused slightly and he looked at his painting.
The young man in the painting was standing under a tree smoking. Thinking of the way he leaned over and looked up, Jing Xun's eyes moved slightly.
Does he really not know? It seems not necessarily.
To expose everything or to make the best of a bad situation, Jing Xun chose the latter without a doubt.
He didn't know what Lin Zhi's purpose was, nor did he care too much. As long as Lin Zhi's attention was on him, he could get whatever he wanted from him. This was the privilege of Muse.
Jing Xun mixed the paints and continued to concentrate on painting his unfinished painting.
He did not leave any more relevant information to himself, even though he knew he might forget it.
The memories he lost will be completely lost, not forgotten, and there is no way to revive them with some records. If he can't remember his feelings for Lin Zhi, there is no need to force himself to keep them.
Therefore, when he sees Lin Zhi again, he will definitely have the same emotion.
As the paint was smeared on the drawing paper, the corners of Jing Xun's lips unconsciously lifted up.
He was watching me too.
Outside the house, the moon was high in the sky, and everything was silent.
When Lin Zhi woke up and went to the bathroom to wash up, she happened to see Jing Xun coming out of the bedroom drying his hair.
"good morning."
Jing Xun took the initiative to greet him, and there was no sign of anything unusual on his face.
Lin Zhi greeted him and went into the bathroom.
Without his asking, 01 automatically reported the results of last night's monitoring.
[Nothing special happened. He was painting on the second floor and went downstairs to his bedroom to sleep at around one o'clock. 】
01 I think this world is quite magical. To sum it up in one sentence, it is a nesting doll life where the host and the task object monitor each other.
Lin Zhi wiped the water droplets off his face, raised his eyebrows inwardly, and looked forward to what kind of response Jing Xun would give him.
After walking out of the bathroom, Lin Zhi saw hot milk on the dining table and Jing Xun was assembling sandwiches in the kitchen.
Lin Zhi walked to the kitchen door and asked, "Do you need help?"
Jing Xun shook his head: "Just sit down."
Lin Zhi sat down at the dining table. His cup of milk was steaming, but Jing Xun's looked still cold.
Lin Zhi: [01, check it out. 】
It’s not that he is suspicious, it’s just a thinking habit.
01: [Host, please rest assured, there is nothing in it, just a glass of ordinary milk. 】
Lin Zhi picked up the cup and took a sip slowly, sighing almost inaudibly, and the regret in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
Still not bold enough.
01 Stamped its feet in regret in its heart. It shouldn't have said, "Don't worry, host."
Although it had long known that the host was not a truly kind little angel, it had never imagined that they would play such a perverted game.
Doesn't this show that its thinking has not kept up, and it is unqualified to be the host's intimate and caring system! It will be corrected next time!
Jing Xun brought breakfast to Lin Zhi and sat down opposite him in silence.
Lin Zhi finished the loving breakfast prepared by her brother-in-law, watched him clean up the dishes and go into the kitchen to wash them, then looked down at the messages on his phone.
The colleague who took over his work abroad asked about some details. Lin Zhi quickly replied to the email and deleted the record.
Jing Xun wiped his wet hands and walked out of the kitchen. He looked at Lin Zhi who was sitting on the sofa and asked, "Is the area where you were injured yesterday better? If you apply the medicinal wine, the bruises should heal faster."
He spoke as if he was chatting, but his eyes were looking straight at Lin Zhi's face.
Lin Zhi responded gently: "Although I can't see it, it should be better now."
Although they were talking about things that didn't exist, it seemed as if they really happened.
Can't see? Jing Xun thought, this should be the case. If it was a place that Lin Zhi could take care of by himself, why would he ask him for help? The lie had to stand up to scrutiny.
"Let me help you take a look."
Jing Xun said this very naturally, without feeling that there was anything wrong with it.
Since he had already rubbed it in Lin Zhi's mouth, he had naturally seen it before. What was the harm in looking at it again now?
Jing Xun guessed that Lin Zhi would refuse, but Lin Zhi didn't.
"good."
He replied, taking off his coat.
He was wearing a loose beige sweater underneath, which could be pulled down without much effort.
There is a small light blue bruise below the right shoulder, which is more conspicuous due to the contrast between the clothes and skin.
Lin Zhi sat sideways on the sofa, and when she turned her head, her neck and shoulders outlined smooth and beautiful lines.
Natural light shines in from the single floor-to-ceiling windows on the top and sides, and the tiny dust particles flying in the soft light are gray.
The young man is at the center of the composition, like a fallen goddess of beauty.
Jing Xun couldn't take his eyes away, and at that moment he even forgot what he was going to do. He looked at it intently, greedily capturing this moment and engraving it in his mind.
Looking at Lin Zhi, he no longer knew what exhaustion meant. There were only too many things he wanted to paint but did not have time to do so.
"Jingxun?"
Lin Zhi's posture limited his vision, and her voice rose slightly, using an inquiring tone to bring Jing Xun back to his senses.
He did not turn around and did not intend to look at Jing Xun.
No need to look into his eyes, no need to be too awake.
"It's still a little serious, but it's better than yesterday. Maybe it will get better if I massage it again."
Jing Xun lied without blinking and walked towards Lin Zhi.
He placed the medicinal wine on the sofa, where he could reach it.
Lin Zhi nodded and responded silently.
Jing Xun's fingers were a little stiff due to nervousness. He rubbed his fingertips, carefully pressed Lin Zhi's shoulders, and leaned closer.
However, he miscalculated. His palm could easily cover the exposed skin of Lin Zhi. In order to prevent the medicinal wine from getting on Lin Zhi's clothes, he had to pull the sweater down with one hand and cover Lin Zhi's wound with the other hand.
The skin felt smooth to the touch, and Jing Xun rubbed the bruise with a slightly stiff hand. The sweet fragrance was so rich that he unconsciously exerted a little more force with the hand that was pulling the clothes.
The loose sweater was therefore tight and seemed in danger of tearing at any moment.
He heard the whisper of instigation in his ears. If he tried harder, he would be able to see the wound on the left side that looked like a red line. He could touch and caress it, and feel the slightly hard and prickly texture of the blood scab.
The sound of a gentle gasp awakened Jing Xun's thoughts, and he felt the unnatural tremor of his body under his palm.
"Sorry, I didn't control the strength well."
Jing Xun apologized subconsciously and slowed down the strength of his hands.
The smell of the medicinal wine was a bit pungent, and the skin that had been rubbed turned red.
"It's okay, but your hands are very hot. I've been wanting to ask you for a long time, is your body temperature high? The weather is a bit cold, but you don't seem to feel it."
Jing Xun's hands were very hot, and pressing on his back felt like burning fire, intertwined with sharp and sore pain, penetrating into his skin.
"Well, I'm not that afraid of the cold."
Jing Xun was born like this, so the heating equipment in his home is just for show.
As he answered, his fingers slid across the area of Lin Zhi's shoulder where there were no bruises. He simply felt that the touch was very pleasant.
He had no idea that this action had crossed the line and revealed an ambiguity that was not part of their relationship.
Lin Zhi pretended not to notice and indulged him silently.
But his words and his actions at the moment contradicted each other, bringing up the key figure that led to their meeting.
"That's really enviable. Jinrong and I are both afraid of the cold, so we always wrap ourselves up thickly before going out in autumn and winter. However, the climate in China is more livable than where I live."
Lin Zhi once again mentioned the itinerary they had decided on and said, "Let's go out and check out Jinrong's residence in a while."
The dreamlike aura dissipated silently. Jing Xun frowned slightly, unable to hide his annoyance.
He found that he had overlooked a situation: what if all of Lin Zhi's actions were not to get something from him, but for his brother?
Jing Xun immediately denied this idea. Even if Lin Zhi wanted to get any information about his brother from him, he was getting it from him and his target was also him.
However, this also means that when his brother appears, Lin Zhi's attention will be diverted.
But what if my brother never shows up?
Jing Xun's expression relaxed slightly. When his brother was not around, he, as a younger brother, should take good care of Lin Zhi for him.
Well, that makes sense.
"good."
He answered in a low voice, pulled Lin Zhi's clothes straight, and took a wet towel beside him to wipe his palms.
Lin Zhi reached out to take his coat and found that Jing Xun had already picked up his clothes and was waiting for him to put them on.
"Thanks."
Lin Zhi didn't refuse and put on her coat.
The coat and black sweater he had worn before were no longer wearable. The coat was fine, but a tear could be seen on the sweater, so he put it in a corner.
Lin Zhi didn't throw it away, maybe it could come in handy someday.
Jing Xun put on a thin coat, packed his keys, and walked out of the house.
Jing Xun's family doesn't have a car, and he can't drive. Even if the aftereffects of amnesia are only a momentary distraction, it is uncontrollable. If it occurs at a critical moment while driving, the consequences are unimaginable.
Lin Zhi took a taxi to her destination, and after getting off the taxi, she had to cross a traffic light to reach Wei Jinrong's apartment.
Jing Xun hadn't been out for a long time and was somewhat uncomfortable with the hustle and bustle of the world.
The green light appeared and he moved forward with the crowd.
His memory was extracted without warning, and the gap in his thoughts caused him to pause instinctively.
Before he could figure out anything, someone held his hand and led him forward.
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