Chapter 17 Seventeenth Night
Xu Yansheng originally wanted to express something, but he typed it out and then deleted it.
Qiu Tingxu just kept staring at his hands, and as he looked at them, the smile disappeared.
"Tsk, I was just about to ask, since I walked in, all your movements were done subconsciously with your right hand, what happened to your left hand?"
Xu Yansheng turned the phone around and held it tightly, while putting his left hand behind his back and shaking his head.
Qiu Tingxu knew best how to deal with Xu Yansheng. He didn't wear long sleeves today, but short sleeves, which was rare for him. He only wore a wrist guard on his left wrist.
He hooked his finger and took off the wristband, then raised his warm white hand and shook it twice in front of Xu Yansheng.
"Why, did you cut your wrists like me?"
"You saw it last time, didn't you? My wound split open."
After a few days, his wounds scabbed over again and healed quite well, but they were still ugly.
The surgical threads had not been completely absorbed yet, and they were like a black-legged centipede coiled on his wrist.
Xu Yansheng didn't expect that this person didn't want others to know about his wrist injury a few days ago, but today he was swaggering in front of him. What a contradiction.
He shook his head to indicate that he did not cut his wrists.
Qiu Tingxu rolled his eyes and began to attack her heart, "Are you wondering why I'm not afraid of you?"
"Don't you realize that I have no secrets from you? So, you might as well be honest with me."
"After all, we are going to be good brothers in the future."
Xu Yansheng was half-believing and half-doubting, but no one had ever approached him again and again. He was a little hesitant as to whether he should trust this boy who looked unreliable.
Qiu Tingxu waited for a long time but Xu Yansheng didn't respond, so he looked very disappointed.
"Hey~ Okay, it's okay if you don't tell me. If you're really injured, just go and get it treated, okay? We won't go out for dinner, let's just order takeout."
"I've decided that I'm going to stay with you all day!"
Xu Yansheng:? Are you okay?
Qiu Tingxu ignored him and took advantage of the time when he was doubting his life to pretend to observe the structure of the house. As he observed, he went around behind Xu Yansheng.
When Xu Yansheng's left hand was caught, he shuddered and almost fell to the ground reflexively.
As a result, Qiu Tingxu took the initiative and said, "Don't move! Sir, you have been arrested by me."
He really didn't move, only his hands trembled slightly with some restraint, as if he was restraining his instincts, or suppressing his emotions.
He had no idea what the emotion was.
Qiu Tingxu carefully rolled up his sleeves, muttering, "It would have been better if you had been so obedient earlier. You had to outsmart me, your brother. Really."
The pure black sleeves were scratched a little bit at the elbows, making Xu Yansheng's cold white skin look even more distinct, like the cold moon in the sky and the cold snow on the ground.
It also made the messy scars on his forearms look even more magnificent and cruel, like a cold moon weeping blood, or red plum blossoms on the snow.
These scars were not deep enough to cause death, but each new and old scar told Qiu Tingxu that Xu Yansheng often hurt himself like this.
The hand holding Xu Yansheng's wrist tightened unconsciously. In the past, he always thought about how to live a safe and healthy life while growing up. He didn't know that people could be so careless about their bodies.
That is the foundation of all meaningful existence in life, why not take it seriously?
Until he traveled through time and became Qiu Tingxu who committed suicide, and met Xu Yansheng who seemed to not want to live.
He was a little angry and a little helpless. He took a deep breath and said, "Huh, what should I do? I don't understand what you have been through, and I don't know why you hate life so much."
"But I just want you to cherish your life. You have to take good care of it. There is no afterlife."
Maybe there is, but who knows if Qiu Tingxu is the only exception?
Is it too late to write a novel with Xu Yansheng as the protagonist?
Xu Yansheng turned around and looked at his left hand in silence. His meaning was very clear: I didn't expect that you, a person who cuts your wrists, would ask me, a person who hurts myself, to take care of my body. It's so funny.
Qiu Tingxu actually connected to his brain waves and held his forehead helplessly.
I swear to God, he really didn't do this to me...
Never mind. This is something that cannot be discussed.
"Is there a medical kit? Let me bandage you up. It's easy to get infected if you leave it like this."
He was very familiar with this process, as he often bandaged himself in his previous life.
As a result, Xu Yansheng shook his head again. He never bandaged the wound. He just left it like that and it would heal.
He would become anxious and irritable during the healing process, and would at most endure it and stroke a few more times after it healed.
Most of the time, we can't even wait for these wounds to heal.
Qiu Tingxu had already opened his phone and started placing orders, while also preparing to have lunch.
"Xu Yansheng, what do you want to eat? Use my phone to place the order."
Xu Yansheng typed two words on his phone - whatever.
Qiu Tingxu: "Men can't be casual."
Xu Yansheng: ...anything is fine.
Qiu Tingxu: "Aren't you a scumbag? How can you have both? You must make a firm choice!"
Xu Yansheng: ...Are you done yet?
Qiu Tingxu smiled complacently: "Hey, little guy, I'll give you some. I won't be happy if you dislike it later."
Xu Yansheng: ...
Qiu Tingxu clicked on a bunch of things, then looked at Xu Yansheng's phone, still in the mood to tease him.
"Your habit of making six points for no reason is not good. I don't mind it, but any girl would think you are impatient and perfunctory."
Xu Yansheng: ...
Is it possible that he is just impatient and perfunctory?
Qiu Tingxu looked at his six points, stroked his chin and had a bad idea.
"Well... so that you can find your other half smoothly in the future, I decided to sacrifice myself for you. Come, let's add each other on WeChat, and chat whenever we have time. Change your taciturn habit!"
This boy who always laughs brightly is really cunning. In order to get Xu Yansheng's WeChat, he has become shameless.
On the way here, he tried to search for the phone number, but couldn't find it.
He guessed that this mobile phone number might not be Xu Yansheng's usual number.
Xu Yansheng hid the phone behind his back, lowered his eyes and blinked a few times. His thick eyelashes were like two small fans, almost blowing Qiu Tingxu so hard that he didn't know which way was which.
But he was still touched by Xu Yansheng's subconscious behavior.
He is already an adult, but when he hears someone requesting to add him on WeChat, his first reaction is to hide his phone.
Oh my god, the contrast is so strong!
"...Well, there's no need to hide your phone directly. Look, I know where your home is. You can't hide from me."
"Come on, be good, let your brother add you, okay?"
Xu Yansheng heard him call himself brother again. He was a little confused, but he still took out his cell phone and typed.
——How do you know you are older than me? I am obviously taller than you.
There was a hint of honesty in his doubts, like a straight man.
Qiu Tingxu was petrified for a moment, and a gust of wind might turn him into ashes.
Of course, he was obviously louder than Xu Yansheng in his previous life! But in his previous life, he was not allowed to speak loudly, ugh!
However, his birthday is the same as the original owner, except that he was born two years earlier than the original owner.
"There's no need to emphasize height. There's no science that says older people can't be shorter than younger people. I was born on August 31, 2010. What about you?"
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