Chapter 28 Let Me Smell It
He wouldn't take advantage of his drunkenness to force himself on me, would he?
One box wasn't enough, so he carried two more. That's... way too presumptuous.
No, Lin Yao definitely knows he bought this.
The messages in the group are always taken as gospel, so is it possible that they bought it together?
"Two mortal enemies who would rather fight than meet, suddenly bought this thing together."
Halfway through his rambling, He Li couldn't help but shudder: "This is even more terrifying than being forced. Am I having a nightmare?"
I slapped myself hard; it hurts.
Worried about an accident, He Li carefully climbed down the ladder and tiptoed to the bathroom door.
"I know eavesdropping is wrong, I was just afraid something would happen to Yao-ge. Bodhisattva, please don't blame me, sob sob. Blame Xie Xingchen who forced me to watch others shower. I don't know his ID number, but his student ID is 002. He's from the Comprehensive Warfare Institute of Chongqing Military University, and he lives in bed number 1 of room 606. Bodhisattva, if you're going to punish someone, please don't punish the wrong person."
After he clasped his hands together and silently recited the prayer, he craned his neck and cautiously leaned closer to eavesdrop through the blurry glass.
The sound of water dripping onto the ground continued incessantly.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Yao asked calmly.
Xie Xingchen's voice still carried a hint of amusement: "It's not like we haven't seen it before, why are you blocking it?"
He Li: Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
No, when did you two ever openly meet behind my back?
He Li wailed inwardly, "That scene in the bathroom yesterday... you two went too far! We were just part of your play, weren't we?"
"Can't you stand still?" It was Xie Xingchen's voice, followed by the rustling sound of someone taking off their coat. "I'm holding you."
“I’ll do it myself,” Lin Yao complained. “You’re so annoying, don’t touch it.”
"Put on the shower gel, give it to me, finish quickly so we can go to sleep," Xie Xingchen said in a low voice. "It's late."
He Li remained expressionless.
Alright, alright, you two can secretly flirt behind closed doors.
The sound of water pattering against the ground.
Images involuntarily flashed through my mind: differences in skin color, height, and body type...
As a seasoned veteran who has watched countless films, He Li couldn't stand the way his mind was filled with all sorts of associations. He had barely taken half a step when he heard Lin Yao's somewhat irritated voice.
"Stop it." Lin Yao spoke again. "Xie Xingchen, get out."
"Don't move, it'll be ready soon."
"If you move again, I'll beat you up!"
Then there was the sound of something clattering and banging on the ground.
Something's wrong; a fight is about to break out.
He's drunk, so he definitely can't beat him. If that happens, my brother's backside gets hurt, and that would be a huge mistake.
He Li hesitated for a long time, cleared his throat, closed his eyes, and suddenly flung open the door, shouting, "Don't you dare lay a hand on Yao-ge!!!"
At one o'clock in the morning, the sound drifted through the quiet room.
Cheng Boyan rolled over on the bed: "I'll beat you to death, you bastard who lays his hands on me, I'm a hero..."
An awkward atmosphere filled the bathroom.
Lin Yao was a little flustered for the first time: "How did you get in?"
Xie Xingchen turned to look at him, quite surprised: "Didn't I tell you to sleep?"
The two of them looked towards the doorway.
"I opened my eyes, I opened my eyes! Xie Gou, if you force him again, I'll call the dorm supervisor." He Li said, covering his face as he carefully opened his eyes halfway, then froze.
Lin Yao stood by the sink wrapped in a bath towel, his body wet, his thin skin clearly visible, his hair wet and covered in foam.
Xie Xingchen's jacket was off to one side, and the T-shirt underneath was almost wet and stuck to his body, but he was still wearing it properly.
He tilted his head slightly, his well-defined fingers plunging into Lin Yao's damp black hair, one hand supporting himself on the sink as he earnestly helped wash Lin Yao's hair.
The scene was both bizarre and strangely harmonious.
He Li: "......."
"I can't even force him to wash his hair?" Xie Xingchen said with amusement.
He Li blinked and stammered, "Where's the condom? Did I come too fast and not have time to use it yet?"
Xie Xingchen scoffed: "At your speed of rushing in within five minutes, you really don't have enough time."
He Li: "......."
He's really grown up; he never imagined he'd hear the young master spouting such trash.
Lin Yao had his head down, water got into his eyes and it was very uncomfortable, so he reached out and patted Xie Xingchen's hand, his voice a little muffled: "If you want to wash, then wash."
"Close your eyes, I'll get it in in a bit." Xie Xingchen's technique and voice were excessively gentle.
He Li felt superfluous.
He was slow to react, but he was clearly aware of his own limitations, so he slowly retreated, saying, "Excuse me, please continue."
Nobody paid him any attention.
Once he was back in bed, he realized something was wrong.
Even if nothing happened, it's still strange that he washed his hair. No one can touch Lin Yao's hair. Once, someone accidentally patted his head and almost broke his wrist. So, he just pretended to be disgusted and let Xie Xingchen touch it?
Something's not right, something's really not right.
How could Lin Yao let Xie Gou, whom he hated the most, touch him?
As a die-hard fan, I felt a deep sense of betrayal for helping to insult Xie Xingchen for three years.
He Li closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "So annoying, tomorrow I'll edit three more videos that will make you all have tragic endings, tragic endings, tragic endings, all of them tragic endings!!!"
When Lin Yao came out after drying his hair, he had no more energy left. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, without waiting for Xie Xingchen to come out of the shower.
The dormitory was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of cicadas in the distance.
But perhaps because of the alcohol, I had a headache in my sleep and dreamed of hell, a dream I hadn't had in a long time.
"CG Zero One, blood is normal, pulse is normal, all bodily functions are normal, you can continue with the injection experiment."
"No...please...let me go...I want my mother..."
"Zero One, listen to me. If you move around again, we'll give you more sedatives."
"No...it hurts...it hurts so much...my head hurts so much, Uncle..."
"Zero One, don't speak, don't move, keep your breathing steady."
"Waaaah... Waaah... Let me go... Let me go..."
My head was throbbing with pain, and it felt like my internal organs were being gripped by a hand, an excruciating pain.
Lin Yao broke out in a cold sweat.
In a daze, he was back on the field yesterday, at the moment when Duan Zheng attacked him. It hurt so much, just like every experiment in the past, tearing his heart and bones apart.
"don't want!!!"
Lin Yao, with his eyes closed, suddenly woke up with a start.
He opened his eyes, was momentarily dazed, and then realized that he was on his bed in the dormitory, surrounded by silence.
"It's safe now, you're safe." Lin Yao curled up in a ball, hugging his knees, and muttered to himself, "It's all over now."
The discomfort that Duan Zheng had brought back returned, making him feel nauseous. He turned his head and smelled the traces of Xie Xingchenzi left on his wrist.
It's still not enough.
So he sat up and looked at the bed opposite, Xie Xingchen's bed.
Lin Yao began to feel anxious and uneasy.
The person wasn't in bed; I don't know where they went.
His pillow, his bedsheets, and the clothes he wore formed a safe and protective haven.
no.
I can't go.
Thinking this to himself, Lin Yao subconsciously went over and wrapped himself tightly in the pile of cloth, burying himself completely.
"Just a little while, just a little while," he murmured to himself, ultimately following his heart.
He built a nest out of Xie Xingchen's clothes, curled up in a ball like a newborn cub, finding only a moment of peace in the nest.
Xie Xingchen stood in the corridor and smoked two cigarettes before he could barely suppress all the restlessness he felt that night.
He went back to his room, closed the door, and was about to lie down in bed when he found the blankets were bulging.
Suddenly, the lid was lifted, revealing a quiet, pale sleeping face, with slightly drooping eyelashes and furrowed brows.
Hiding under his coat and blankets, like a homeless kitten.
"Lin Yao, you've got the wrong bed."
Xie Xingchen lowered his head and gently patted his back, speaking in the softest voice possible.
Before I could say the next word, I felt a slender arm emerge from under the covers.
It wrapped around my lower back like a vine.
"I told you, I have very poor self-control."
Xie Xingchen sighed softly and finished his cigarette.
He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. Before he could utter a sound, he heard the other person speak again.
"Xie Xingchen, come here."
"..." Lin Yao snuggled into his arms, as if talking in a dream, "...I."
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