This time, unlike the previous two times when he just kissed briefly, Jing Shaoci's kiss was full of aggressive desire.

He fainted after the first kiss, and the second time he kissed him when he was fainted. But this time, he actually let Jing Shaoci kiss him with his eyes open.

"You..." He raised his fist, his chest heaving uncontrollably.

"What do you want to say, nonsense? Insolent?" Jing Shaoci's thumb brushed across the corner of his lips, "If you don't like it, why don't you push me away?"

He looked into Yan Zixiu's eyes, "You can do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zixiu's eyes narrowed dangerously, and then he punched Jing Shaoci directly in the face.

More than half an hour later.

The family doctor came out of the bedroom, cleared his throat and said to Jing Fengyi: "Mr. Jing's external injuries are not serious, but..."

He glanced at Yan Zixiu cautiously, and then said with a stiff face: "It's just a slight concussion, and he needs to stay in bed to rest."

"Okay." Jing Fengyi's tone was very crisp.

After the housekeeper sent the doctor away, he looked at Yan Zixiu who was slightly lowering his head, and said: "Since Xiaoci is injured, you should take care of him."

Yan Zixiu was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party didn't even ask why he beat someone, but just asked him to take care of Jing Shaoci.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jing Fengyi raised his hand and patted his shoulder and said: "Xiaoxiu, go to bed early, good night."

After Jing Fengyi went upstairs, Yan Zixiu stood in front of the bedroom door and didn't want to go in.

Although he was furious when he attacked, he only used less than one point of force. How could he have damaged Jing Shaoci's head?

Little Bitter Melon is now lying in bed, and he doesn't know how to act like a spoiled child.

He was thinking, when he heard the movement of Jing Shaoci from inside.

"Yan Yan, I want to drink water."

Yan Zixiu was furious when he heard these two words, and he pushed open the door and said, "Do you still want to be beaten?"

Jing Shaoci leaned against the pillow, "But I really want to drink water this time."

Yan Zixiu glanced at the purple bruises at the corners of his mouth, and resignedly picked up the water cup.

This time, when he passed it over, he stretched out his hand very long, not giving anyone a chance to take advantage of it.

Jing Shaoci didn't take advantage of him this time, and drank half a glass of water honestly.

When Yan Zixiu put down the cup and was about to leave, Jing Shaoci immediately covered his forehead and said, "I feel dizzy and a little nauseous."

Yan Zixiu was silent for a moment, "...Do you want me to get you some more sour oranges?"

Jing Shaoci raised his hand to him and gestured, "No, I just want you to accompany me."

Yan Zixiu looked at him like this and suddenly remembered the first time they met.

At that time, Jing Shaoci was aggressive and his eyes were particularly compelling. His lonely and arrogant look was just short of writing the four words "stay away from me" on his face. It

was completely different from the way he acted coquettishly to him now.

Yan Zixiu looked at him for a while, then sat down on the bed.

"I'll watch you, go to sleep."

Jing Shaoci put his hand on the back of his hand, Yan Zixiu lowered his eyes to take a look, then waved it away mercilessly.

"Mr. Jing, please respect yourself."

Jing Shaoci listened to this and for some reason suddenly wanted to laugh.

When they had just divorced, Yan Zixiu's favorite thing to say was this sentence whenever there was physical contact.

But now that they have held hands, hugged, and even kissed three times, he doesn't believe that someone else can still be alive.

What's more, Yan Zixiu had kissed him on his own initiative and thrown himself into his arms more than once. Although he said cruel words, he still stayed by his side and loved him.

Jing Shaoci felt more and more that Gu Shiyi's words made sense. Even if Yan Zixiu seemed distant and indifferent on the surface, at least he was absolutely different to him from others.

Thinking of this, Jing Shaoci said, "It's so cold sleeping alone."

Yan Zixiu looked at him expressionlessly, "It's summer now."

"The injured body is weak."

Yan Zixiu did not refute this time, but looked at him and said, "Jing Shaoci, have you ever thought that in fact you are not in love with me, but just confused for a moment."

The smile in Jing Shaoci's eyes disappeared, and he felt that the pain and suffering in his heart could not be expressed at all.

"Reason." He looked at Yan Zixiu, "You must have a reason to convince me."

"Your soul is not complete, and you don't have any desire at all." Yan Zixiu said word by word.

Jing Shaoci's dark eyes were full of his image, "What if I'm sure that I love you?"

"That's impossible..."

"You'd rather believe in your mystical arts than believe that I can love you against my soul."

This was the first time Jing Shaoci said love. It was such a beautiful word, but his breath was full of pain.

Yan Zixiu clenched his slender fingers and forced himself to turn his head away, "Yes, I don't believe it."

Jing Shaoci lowered his head and laughed bitterly at himself.

The two of them were silent for an unknown amount of time. Jing Shaoci looked up at him and said, "Yan Zixiu, I can wait for you."

Yan Zixiu turned his head and looked at him, deliberately speaking in a condescending tone, "You are just an ordinary person. Times have changed. How long can you wait for me?"

Jing Shaoci didn't say for long. He just looked at Yan Zixiu with great persistence and said, "I will wait for you to stay by my side willingly year after year. When I die, I want to see if you will hate yourself. Now you are so stubborn."

Yan Zixiu laughed sarcastically, "Have you ever thought that everything I present to you now is an illusion?"

He raised his eyes, "I am cold and selfish, born with distortion and meanness. If there is someone who makes me hate him, I will make him live a life worse than death even if I chase him to the underworld."

Jing Shaoci looked at the viciousness in his eyes, not only did he not have the slightest intention of retreating, but he felt a dense pain in his chest.

"Maybe I really can't see anything clearly." He looked at him without blinking, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his eyes, "But I know that you have been walking alone and persistently for a long time, and in order to reach the end, you can even give up yourself."

At this moment, Yan Zixiu was shocked and even stopped breathing.

Jing Shaoci looked at him with his eyes wide open, raised his hands and hugged him into his arms.

"I just want to stay by your side, even if it's just to accompany you."

That night, Yan Zixiu had a dream.

He dreamed that the gray-haired Jing Shaoci was holding a woman's hand. Even though he was old, his beautiful black eyes were full of love.

He tilted his head to talk to her, and gently tied a scarf for her in the snow. After tying it, he gave her a cherished kiss on the forehead.

Yan Zixiu also saw the two of them sleeping with their feet together. Before going to bed, the woman told him about the trivialities of life, but Jing Shaoci did not show any impatience, just looked at her quietly, his eyes full of tenderness.

The slight pain, like a thorn bush, drilled out from Yan Zixiu's heart, and soon the pain spread to his whole body.

When he struggled out of the dream, not only was his breathing rapid, but even his back was soaked with sweat.

Yan Zixiu looked at his collarbone in front of him, and then he realized that he was nestled in Jing Shaoci's arms.

The pain in the dream was too real, so real that Yan Zixiu inexplicably began to hold a grudge.

He looked up at Jing Shaoci who was still asleep, and after watching for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed the wound at the corner of Jing Shaoci's mouth with his index finger.

"Hiss..."

Yan Zixiu heard the sound of his gasping, and immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

Jing Shaoci woke up from his sleep in pain. He just wanted to pull his hand out from the quilt to touch the corner of his lips, but he was reluctant to move while hugging Yan Zixiu.

He was afraid that after waking him up, he would never let him hug him again.

Jing Shaoci lowered his head with a very light movement, planted a kiss on the center of Yan Zixiu's head, and said in a low voice: "That's great."

Yan Zixiu still had work to do today. After getting up, he took a shower and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going, when will you be back, and will you sleep with me when you come back?" Jing Shaoci said, holding his hand.

Yan Zixiu was completely indifferent to this series of questions.

If Jing Shaoci hadn't had a purple aura that normally ghosts couldn't get close to him, he would have really suspected that this man was possessed by a ghost.

Today was a magazine shoot, and Yan Zixiu changed a total of four sets of looks.

The Moon and the Shadow has finished airing, but he asked Li Fengzhi to reject all the subsequent double endorsements and activities with Jiang Yu.

Although these are all readily available popularity, Yan Zixiu has never thought about becoming famous.

During the break, Li Fengzhi brought a thermos and cut fruits, and then handed him the phone.

"Your phone has been ringing just now, it seems there is a message." He reminded.

Yan Zixiu nodded, then unlocked the phone with one hand and picked up the thermos with the other hand.

[Yan Yan, I feel dizzy, I really want to eat peaches.]

[Last time you said you would make me sweet potato shreds, but you haven't done it until now. Don't you care about me anymore?]

[Remember to reply to my message when you are done, sexy lover is online to chat with you. [

I thought about it and decided that you should stop thinking about cultivation. Are you willing to leave your handsome ex-husband in the secular world?]

"Puff——" Yan Zixiu almost spit out all the water he had just drunk, and then he kept coughing.

Li Fengzhi quickly took out a few pieces of paper and handed them to him, then patted him on the back.

"What's wrong? Did something big happen?"

Yan Zixiu was always calm and composed, and rarely lost his composure like this.

Yan Zixiu slowed down, then turned around and thanked Li Fengzhi.

"Nothing." He turned off the screen of his phone, then put it back on the table and ignored it.

Little did he know that Jing Shaoci was also biting the bullet. Except for the first message, the rest were all sent by Gu Shiyi and then pasted to Yan Zixiu.

Seeing the increasingly explicit and cheesy words, he simply gave up.

It's not that he couldn't bring himself to act coquettishly, but Yan Zixiu was different from Li Fengzhi. Li Fengzhi might be tempted by these, but Yan Zixiu would only want to beat him up.

After the shoot, he wore his last outfit to accept an interview with the magazine.

The other party first asked about his subsequent work arrangements, and then talked about the changes in his life after becoming famous.

"Nowadays, celebrities are developing in many aspects, and fans also think that your voice is very nice. Do you plan to release a single in the future?"

Yan Zixiu answered directly: "No, I don't sing well."

The interviewer asked five or six more questions, and the last one was a question collected from fans.

"May I ask if you will make your love public in the future? Why?"

Yan Zixiu thought for

a moment and said, "If I really have a lover, I will choose to make it public." After saying that, he paused for a moment and said, "Because he must be the one and only in my life."

It was already afternoon when the work was finished. Li Fengzhi secretly sent a message, and Jing Shaoci, who received the message, immediately went home from the company.

Yes, he did not have a concussion.

Yan Zixiu must have held back at that time. He deliberately let Dr. Sun say that he had a concussion.

He knew Yan Zixiu too well. No matter how harsh his words were, he would always be soft in his heart.

On the way back, Yan Zixiu looked at the store on the side of the road and suddenly said to stop the car.

Li Fengzhi turned the steering wheel and leaned towards the road, then turned around and said, "Zixiu, what's up?"

Yan Zixiu looked a little unnatural, as if he didn't want to say it but had to say it, "I want to buy some peaches."

Upon hearing this, the assistant who was driving the car immediately unbuckled his seat belt and said, "I'll go."

With Yan Zixiu's current popularity, it was indeed inappropriate for him to suddenly appear in public.

He nodded, then reminded, "Buy the best."

"Don't worry, Brother Yan." Assistant Xiao Liu smiled, then opened the door and got out of the car.

The assistant carefully picked seven or eight peaches in the fruit store and carried them into the car.

After returning home, Yan Zixiu did not go back to the bedroom directly, but carried the peaches into the kitchen. After washing and cutting them, he brought them upstairs.

Jing Shaoci, who had hurried back, lay on the bed, hesitating whether to pretend to sleep.

Before I could think it through, Yan Zixiu opened the door and came in.

Yan Zixiu still had a full face of makeup on, and his eyes were dazzling.

Jing Shaoci didn't expect that Yan Zixiu actually bought peaches just because he said it casually.

"Is your dizziness better?"

"No." Jing Shaoci lied without changing his expression, "I vomited once at noon."

Yan Zixiu frowned when he heard it, and then picked up the peach with a small fork and fed it to his mouth.

Jing Shaoci took a bite from his hand, and then pushed the remaining half to his mouth, "It's very sweet, you eat it too."

Yan Zixiu glanced at him, wondering when Xiao Kugua would change his bad habit of eating the rest.

After all, he was the one who hurt the person, so he could only endure such a small matter.

The two of them ate the two peaches, half a bite each. After watching Jing Shaoci finish the last piece, Yan Zixiu said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

Jing Shaoci was reluctant to let him leave now that they were back, even to the kitchen, so he said, "I have no appetite."

The wrinkles between Yan Zixiu's eyebrows deepened. He thought for a moment, then placed his fingertips on the other's wrist.

Seeing that he was about to take the pulse, Jing Shaoci immediately withdrew his hand.

"Doctor Sun came here, and he said that he would be fine if he rested in bed."

Yan Zixiu had never thought that he would pretend to be sick, so he nodded.

He stood up and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his hands, but Jing Shaoci grabbed his wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yan Zixiu lowered his eyes and looked at him. After a while, he said, "Jing Shaoci, you would never act like this before."

Jing Shaoci stroked his skin with his thumb and said, "There are many things that I started to want to do because of you."