Chapter 10
It seemed as if there was a layer of fire burning under his skin. Xie Ning's emotions fell into an inappropriate fluctuation, very hot and irritable.
There was a stinging pain in the palm of his hand. Xie Ning lowered his head in a daze. When he broke the pencil just now, some wood chips pierced into his palm. The slight stinging feeling was like a sweet rain, which brought him back to his senses.
In order to keep working and not slacking off at all times, Xie Ning specially built a not-so-comfortable lounge. The bed was made of an iron frame, and the slightest movement would make a shaking and creaking sound. He stretched out his hand and opened the small refrigerator next to him, took out the ice pack from the freezer, and turned the air conditioner to the lowest temperature.
The hot skin pressed against the ice pack. Under the low temperature, Xie Ning's heat was somewhat dissipated, but there was still a desire that kept growing like bacteria in a moist corner.
Longing to be hugged.
Longing to be touched.
The wound on his palm was pressed by the ice pack, and the pain made Xie Ning groan softly. He bit his lower lip reluctantly, and tears came to his eyes. With his blurry vision, he reached for the ice water.
He overestimated his current state. His arms were shaking. As soon as his fingers touched the glass, he swayed and the glass fell with a crisp shattering sound.
Glass shards flew and some ice water splashed on her body. The sudden chill made Xie Ning extremely comfortable and she couldn't help but hum.
What followed was an increasingly restless desire.
Just as Dr. Xie Ning expected, Xie Ning's skin hunger was getting more and more out of control. His consciousness became more and more confused. His fingers pressed hard on his palms. The pain from the wounds disrupted his breathing rhythm. He was out of breath, just like he had just finished a long-distance run. His
consciousness turned into a cloud of smoke and spread. The desire to be hugged was particularly strong at this moment. Xie Ning was breathing in small gulps. In a trance, he seemed to hear someone calling him.
Is it so serious? He was hallucinating.
Xie Ning knew better than anyone that there could be no one else except him at this time. It wasn't so serious before, and he would have sudden attacks, but the models all knew that he had a cold personality and severe cleanliness, so they wouldn't stay for long.
He got through it all by himself.
Xie Ning wanted to get out of bed, but he really didn't have much strength. His ankle accidentally hit the mobile clothes hanger on the edge of the bed, and the clothes hanger fell to the ground with a loud "bang". Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of something, and the door was quickly opened.
In the hazy consciousness and vision, a tall figure became the only clear existence, concretely tearing the blurred picture apart.
Xie Ning was stunned to see Pei Zhi taking two steps at a time and striding towards him, quickly reaching his side and stopping him from getting out of bed.
The lounge is a forbidden area in the studio, and Xie Ning does not allow anyone except him to enter.
At this moment, he forgot to question, but was surprised: "You..."
Didn't you leave?
Before he finished speaking, Xie Ning felt a pain in his ankle and groaned again. His ankle seemed to be swollen, and he stretched out his arms. Pei Zhi mistakenly thought that he wanted to get out of bed.
Looking at the debris, ice cubes and water all over the floor, and Xie Ning's obviously abnormal state. Pei Zhi's eyes gradually darkened: "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No..."
While panting slowly, Xie Ning slowly raised her chin, and her cold face was stained with a layer of scarlet, which was particularly conspicuous on her jade-white skin. The eyes that were always cold and distant were full of mist, and her lips opened and closed, breathing very hard.
The sweat on his shirt stuck to his skin, outlining beautiful lines. He held one of Pei Zhi's fingers and said weakly, "Don't go to the hospital."
Xie Ning didn't like going to the hospital.
Besides, in his condition, going to the hospital was useless. He had seen many doctors and tried many treatments. There were also reasons for his non-cooperation. In short, his condition had not been effectively controlled.
The skin he touched met Xie Ning's needs. He blinked a beat slower, and the roots of his eyelashes were soaked with tears. When he came to his senses, he quickly let go of his hand, and his cold face was a little flustered and confused.
Just touching the fingers, a small area of contact, made him feel very comfortable.
"It's an old problem. I know what's going on." Xie Ning repeated stubbornly, "Don't go to the hospital."
At first, when Pei Zhi heard Xie Ning's voice, there were indeed many misunderstandings. He even wondered if he had disturbed Xie Ning. But soon he found that Xie Ning's voice was clearly trying to hold back something, as if she was enduring pain?
Her voice was weak and she looked very uncomfortable, but she had to be strong and didn't take her body seriously at all.
Pei Zhi inexplicably felt a surge of anger. He reached out and pinched Xie Ning's chin. Above his thumb were full, bright red lips. The lips were delicate and soft, but his hands were particularly rough, like sandpaper. He clearly didn't use much force, but still left a small red mark on the skin.
Xie Ning looked really fragile at the moment, with a thin mist in his eyes. The bright light cast a faint color on his face, as if it was coated with a layer of light.
It was a bit too beautiful.
The cold wind blew, and the air conditioner made a noisy buzzing sound. A drop of sweat slid down Pei Zhi's forehead and accumulated on his chin. He stared at Xie Ning's face closely, and his Adam's apple rolled suddenly.
The temperature of the palm holding his chin rose. In the low-temperature room, Pei Zhi suddenly broke out in a sweat and his brain became dizzy. Obviously, Xie Ning was the one who was sick, but now he was the one who was confused
.
The
skin contact made Xie Ning very comfortable. He couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, slightly turned his head, and tried to rub Pei Zhi's hand.
Pei Zhi mistakenly thought that Xie Ning was hiding because Xie Ning thought he was dirty.
After all, Xie Ning had a serious cleanliness obsession.
There was a pool of water stains and glass fragments beside the bed. Pei Zhi was afraid that Xie Ning would step on them when getting out of bed, or that the water on the floor would bother Xie Ning's eyes, so he planned to sweep the floor first.
But he looked around and didn't see any toilet paper or cleaning tools.
Pei Zhi simply took off his coat, and laid the black coat on the floor to absorb water, and also covered the glass fragments to prevent Xie Ning from stepping on them.
He only had a sleeveless vest on, and Xie Ning was stunned when she saw this: "You..."
Pei Zhi: "My clothes are clean."
Xie Ning: "..."
That's not what he wanted to say.
[Luckily I wore a coat today. My wife loves cleanliness. I can’t make her dirty.]
[My spoiled wife, please stop me.]
What…what?
This was the first time that Xie Ning was called a spoiled one after he became an adult.
Pei Zhi's tone was a little intimate, which sounded very strange. Xie Ning lowered his eyes and looked at Pei Zhi. He held the sole of his foot with his broad palm and rolled up his trouser leg with his other hand. There was a red and swollen area at his ankle, which looked even more ugly in contrast to his white and soft skin.
Xie Ning's breathing suddenly tightened. On the one hand, he felt weird, and on the other hand, he longed for physical contact.
He tried to retract his foot.
Pei Zhi hooked Xie Ning's sole with his fingers. Xie Ning was ticklish and almost hummed. He looked at Pei Zhi in surprise.
Pei Zhi: "I washed my hands."
"Don't move, let me see."
It was not a question of whether he washed his hands or not.
The embarrassing emotion made Xie Ning's eyes rarely show a layer of annoyance, and his expression was as if he had been greatly insulted. But when his skin was touched, his pores began to dilate, emitting a signal of pleasure.
Even if Xie Ning didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that he was very comfortable now, and even wanted more.
Xie Ning closed his eyes tightly, and his hands only grabbed the bed sheet. The snow-white bedding was crumpled into a mess of folds. His chest kept rising and falling with his breathing, and he gasped one after another.
His side face was twisted into a fragile line with his head turned away, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, as if he was enduring some difficult to explain emotions.
Pei Zhi asked Xie Ning not to move, and Xie Ning did it, but now he was the one who dared not move.
He just accidentally rubbed Xie Ning's ankle, and tears welled up in Xie Ning's eyes.
The proud son of heaven, who didn't know what fear was, saw the moisture at the corners of Xie Ning's eyes and suddenly fell into uncontrollable panic.
Pei Zhi was busy trying to wipe Xie Ning's tears, but he didn't dare to touch her. After a long time, he just coaxed her in a low voice: "Don't cry."
"Does it hurt? It seems swollen. I'll try to be gentle and not hurt you." Pei Zhi said, "Okay?"
Xie Ning didn't have the strength to explain, but just responded weakly with "Okay".
The darker-skinned palm dragged the delicate and small white feet, which was simply too perfect. Pei Zhi has been doing sports since he was young, and there is a coil on the palm of his hand, which rubbed Xie Ning a little painful.
He tried to break free, but was pinned back even tighter.
Pei Zhi saw what the problem was at a glance: "Your ankle is a little swollen, and you can't do strenuous exercise recently. You can't run, and you have to walk less."
"You have to pay attention to applying medicine these days."
Xie Ning didn't listen to anything.
Just such a simple touch made Xie Ning's condition improve a lot. The burning sensation and restlessness just now slowly faded away. He tried to retract his foot, but Pei Zhi mistakenly thought he was moving around again.
Pei Zhi frowned, and simply took the quilt to wrap Xie Ning up, avoiding the injured part of the ankle, and wrapped Xie Ning like a coil. Then, he hugged Xie Ning through the quilt: "There are pieces all over the floor, and my clothes are not thick."
Pei Zhi lifted Xie Ning up easily. Xie Ning was thin, and Pei Zhi did it effortlessly.
Xie Ning leaned on Pei Zhi, her face rosy, and the simple and abstinent shirt made him look more charming. Two buttons on the top were undone, revealing the beautiful and smooth lines of the collarbone.
Pei Zhi's eyes fell from the collarbone to the small palm, and he held Xie Ning's hand: "Your hand is also injured."
How could it be so pitiful.
Fortunately, it was not a very small sawdust, and Pei Zhi lowered his head and concentrated on helping him pick it.
The continuous skin contact made Xie Ning's eyes blurry, and his body was already immersed in the joy and satisfaction, with his lips half open and half closed as he gasped.
Xie Ning still had some consciousness of struggle, but every time the voice of opposition just sounded, another voice tempted him, the feeling of being satisfied was really too wonderful, why not just indulge himself this time.
He had endured long enough, hadn't he?
The satisfaction brought by the hug and holding hands instantly drowned Xie Ning like an unstoppable flood. In fact, this was not a hug and holding hands, but just such a simple degree could drive away the restlessness and uneasiness brought by skin hunger.
The effect of real flesh and skin temperature is more effective than any effort Xie Ning has tried.
Xie Ning's face was soaked with sweat, his black hair stuck to his temples, and his eyes were a little confused and forbearing. He was afraid of getting addicted, so he wanted to push Pei Zhi away, but he had no strength. Instead, his wrist was held back and pulled towards Pei Zhi, pressing against his chest.
"You are sick." Pei Zhi thought Xie Ning had a fever, but it didn't seem like it. He said, "Are you like this often?"
The difference in their size and strength was too great. In front of Pei Zhi, Xie Ning was no different from a weak and pitiful herbivore.
He simply gave up struggling, leaned on Pei Zhi, and responded weakly: "Yeah."
Xie Ning's expression returned to a calm state, but his face was still flushed.
He closed his eyes, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his thin eyelids were stained with a layer of red, and his long eyelashes were wet with tears and fluttered randomly, which was indescribably moving.
Pei Zhi: "If you don't want to go to the hospital, can you tell me where the medicine is?"
Xie Ning's attitude clearly showed that he was very familiar with his condition. Since he had had an attack in the past, he must have medicine.
"...There is no medicine." Xie Ning whispered, "Just pour me some cold water, thank you."
Pei Zhi: "Okay."
He said, but he directly hugged Xie Ning. Xie Ning was stunned. He explained, "I am worried that you are not in my sight."
[Even if it is only for ten seconds. ]
There was a layer of quilt between them, but Xie Ning could still clearly feel the strength of Pei Zhi's arms. Pei Zhi said: "Be good, lean on me and rest for a while."
Out of selfishness, Pei Zhi did not pour ice water, but chose water at room temperature.
He held Xie Ning in one arm and held a glass in the other hand. After sitting on the edge of the bed, the old iron bed creaked.
Xie Ning was about to reach out for the cup, and Pei Zhi had already fed her with a glass.
He was hoarse, he had not lost the ability to take care of himself...
but now he was extremely fragile in Pei Zhi's eyes, a patient who needed to be taken good care of. He could not resist, so he could only obey Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi fed Xie Ning water in small sips. Halfway through, he asked, "Will it feel better?"
Xie Ning didn't want to drink anymore, he turned his head away and closed his eyes, and after a long time, he heard a whisper.
[Is it so magical? I didn't do anything, I just fed you water and held you for a while. ]
[My wife is so beautiful when she cries. ]
[So pitiful, so cute, lick your wife's tears.]
[Super.]
Pei Zhi: "Would you like to drink more?"
Xie Ning: "No. Just let me lean on you for a while."
He asked politely, "Can I?"
Just lean on you for a while, of course you can. The fingers on his side tightened unconsciously, and Pei Zhi replied: "Yes."
He looked calm, "It's normal for friends to lean on each other and hug each other."
Indeed.
It's normal for friends to hug each other, but it's precisely these normal things that Xie Ning couldn't accept the most in the past.
Xie Ning leaned on Pei Zhi, as if she had given up. Anyway, they had been hugging for so long, and it didn't matter if they hugged for a little longer. It would be better to have enough at once.
Pei Zhi took off his coat and wore only a sleeveless vest. His exposed muscles were firm and clear, conveying a sense of strength.
Xie Ning quietly rubbed her cheek against Pei Zhi's chest and rubbed the collar of Pei Zhi's vest a little low.
The brief contact gave him an extremely strong sense of satisfaction, his eyelashes trembled, and his brows hung with a satiated laziness.
It's amazing, not offensive.
Xie Ning rubbed Pei Zhi's chest with the other side of her face.
Pei Zhi was stiff all over.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Ning, suddenly thinking of a ragdoll cat raised by his family. Many people say that Ragdoll cats are fairy cats. They usually look noble and cool, but are actually very clingy.
Now Xie Ning was rubbing his chest slowly and repeatedly, her long feathery eyelashes casting a well-behaved shadow under her eyes, clearly showing a somewhat clingy attitude.
It can be seen that Xie Ning's behavior was very restrained, with a cautiousness that she thought would not be discovered. Sometimes she would sniff gently, as if to make sure that there was no unpleasant smell on him.
Like a kitten that had inhaled a lot of cat mint, Xie Ning's eyebrows and eyes had a sense of relaxation and softness, and her eyelashes were shaking all the time.
Pei Zhi just lowered his eyes and watched Xie Ning's actions, as if he was afraid of disturbing Xie Ning, and he didn't dare to breathe.
Xie Ning smelled from the chest to the collarbone, and then around the neck. He suddenly paused for a moment, moved his face closer, and rubbed Pei Zhi's Adam's apple with his small nose.
Pei Zhi's muscles tightened, and his sensitive Adam's apple couldn't help but slide for a moment.
With his nose flaring, Xie Ning asked softly, "Did you take a shower?"
She was very close to Pei Zhi when she spoke, and the air flow from her conversation fell on Pei Zhi's neck, giving Pei Zhi goose bumps.
His voice became hoarse, and he said "hmm" and asked, "Does it smell bad?"
"No," Xie Ning said, "It smells very good."
The shower gel Pei Zhi used seemed to be an old domestic brand. Coincidentally, Xie Ning used this brand when he was a child. At that time, his family's conditions were not as good as they are now, and there were not many choices.
Now that the family conditions are better, his parents always want to make up for him, giving him the best and most expensive things in terms of food, clothing and daily necessities.
Xie Ning was in a trance, and his limbs became soft due to relaxation.
He used to over-exaggerate his demand for skin, but today he was suddenly in contact for such a long time, and the oversatisfaction made him feel a little floating, his consciousness was hazy and scattered, and his soul was about to float up.
Xie Ning closed his eyes and pressed his face against Pei Zhi's chest again.
His even breathing sprayed on his neck, his lips were glistening, and his cold eyebrows were stained with some bright colors. No matter which angle, he was stunningly beautiful.
[My wife is so beautiful and well-behaved, like a kitten. ]
[But my wife is not a kitten, my wife is my wife, the one and only Ningning wife in the world. ]
[Secretly surpass her. ]
[……]
In the quiet lounge, there are noisy voices.
Compared to the shock she felt when she first heard them, Xie Ning is now used to these sounds.
She even feels a little hypnotic.
Xie Ning doesn't like socializing or making friends. He likes to get energy from being alone. Pei Zhi's inner voice is in stark contrast to his appearance. He began to notice Pei Zhi, and found that Pei Zhi was a very "interesting" person.
He actually didn't reject Pei Zhi's contact.
"What if one day, your willpower no longer works?"
Xie Ning suddenly thought of Shi Qingyu's words.
Shi Qingyu is his doctor and also his good friend. Shi Qingyu has repeatedly suggested that he increase normal social contact through social means, experience and accept the sense of security and comfort brought by skin contact, and face physical contact until the symptoms are relieved.
Xie Ning arrogantly believed that there would never be such a day.
Now it seems that this day has come.
Xie Ning believed that he could always endure it, but today his skin hunger flared up, accompanied by an unprecedented strong burning sensation.
He vaguely realized that he seemed unable to suppress it in the previous way.
After extreme discomfort, there was extreme comfort.
Pei Zhi's body temperature made him very relaxed. He was like being wrapped in a soft quilt, with melodious music in his ears. His spirit rose and fell with the tune, soaring freely until he felt sleepy.
Xie Ning rubbed Pei Zhi's chest with his cheek unconsciously.
Real skin, boiling body temperature, vigorous heartbeat, and a young body exuding hormones.
Indeed...perfect.
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