Chapter 20: Candy
The hand that was clenched on Jiang Jinyue's fingertips loosened again little by little. Lu Qingmian slowly straightened up and distanced himself from Jiang Jinyue, but his black eyes were still fixed on Jiang Jinyue.
That look made Jiang Jinyue's heart beat wildly. He couldn't understand what Lu Qingmian's eyes meant, but he had a hunch that if he investigated it hastily, it would be like opening Pandora's box, and everything would become uncontrollable.
Lu Qingmian stood beside the sofa, looking down at Jiang Jinyue.
Because all the buttons of the shirt he wore inside out were buttoned, the back collar was pressing against Jiang Jinyue's neck, rubbing back and forth on his Adam's apple, which was so small that it was almost invisible, and soon rubbed the skin there red.
Jiang Jinyue's skin is extremely delicate.
Lu Qingmian suddenly reached out, put his fingertips into the back collar of the shirt, hooked the collar and pulled it forward to prevent the collar from getting stuck on Jiang Jinyue's neck.
"Are you awake?"
Jiang Jinyue nodded, sat up slowly, and leaned on the sofa with his body boneless. His clear eyes were half-closed, and there was a lazy air about him, and he was very reluctant to move.
Lu Qingmian didn't rush him. He just held out his hand and said, "It's afternoon now. Are you hungry? Do you want to go to a noodle shop for some noodles?"
Jiang Jinyue's eyes moved slowly and his gaze fell on the hand that Lu Qingmian handed over.
Not knowing what was wrong with him, Jiang Jinyue leaned forward a little bit, placed his chin gently on Lu Qingmian's palm, then closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his breathing slowed down, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.
Lu Qingmian raised his eyebrows slightly, and scratched the skin on the side of Jiang Jinyue's neck with his slender fingertips. It was warm and soft to the touch, like soft and smooth jelly.
Jiang Jinyue comfortably placed all his weight on Lu Qingmian's palm, and Lu Qingmian narrowed his eyes due to his complete trust.
"Jiang Jinyue." Lu Qingmian's voice was very faint.
Jiang Jinyue closed his eyes and squeezed out a small sound from his throat: "Hmm."
"You didn't have a vision?"
The word "illusion" pierced his ears, and Jiang Jinyue's sleepiness disappeared instantly. He suddenly opened his eyes, pushed Lu Qingmian's hand away, and jumped back to the back of the sofa. He sat high up and looked at Lu Qingmian with his eyes wide open. He first looked around, then covered his ears, looking as frightened as a displaced animal.
Jiang Jinyue's touch PTSD is a heart disease. Lu Qingmian found that when Jiang Jinyue was extremely relaxed, he might forget about this matter temporarily.
Before Jiang Jinyue's illusion reached its peak, Lu Qingmian held Jiang Jinyue's hands and looked down at him seriously: "Jiang Jinyue, relax and look at me."
Jiang Jinyue's vigilant gaze slowly fell on Lu Qingmian. Lu Qingmian knelt on one knee on the sofa, looking at Jiang Jinyue from a bottom-up perspective to ease Jiang Jinyue's tension.
"I am real, not an illusion, follow me."
Jiang Jinyue slid down from the back of the sofa under the force of Lu Qingmian's pull.
Lu Qingmian took Jiang Jinyue's hand and led him into the bedroom, then slammed the door shut. The sound of the door closing was like a signal, indicating that the harm, malice, and fear in the illusion were all locked outside the door.
Jiang Jinyue's vision slowly became clear again, darkness began to dissipate from the edge of the world, and the hideous laugh in his ears became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely. Only his breathing was still disordered.
Lu Qingmian's figure reappeared in his eyes.
Lu Qingmian's expression was soft, yet he was unaware of it. He looked at Jiang Jinyue with eyes as dark as the night sky, and praised her generously, "Well done, Jiang Jinyue."
Getting rid of the illusion was something Jiang Jinyue had never dared to think about in the past. Every time the PTSD stress reaction came, when he regained consciousness, he would face a new hell.
But now he has done it, and more than once.
Jiang Jinyue was somewhat happy, and her clear eyes looked at Lu Qingmian earnestly, with no concealment of gratitude, excitement, and happiness in them.
Lu Qingmian was infected by Jiang Jinyue's mood, and with a slight curl of his lips, he said, "Can we go eat noodles now?"
Jiang Jinyue nodded vigorously, turned around, opened the wardrobe, and took out her own clothes. Of course, she couldn't wear Lu Qingmian's clothes when going out. They were too big and didn't fit her. They were good for wearing at home as home clothes.
When he spread all his clothes on the bed, Lu Qingmian was still standing beside him.
Jiang Jinyue: "..."
Lu Qingmian: "What are you looking at me for?"
Jiang Jinyue pulled up her clothes and continued to look at Lu Qingmian.
Lu Qingmian looked back calmly, without dodging at all.
Jiang Jinyue bowed his head and admitted defeat. He ran over to open the bedroom door and said in a low voice, "I need to change my clothes."
Lu Qingmian still stood there without moving.
Jiang Jinyue repeated, "Lu Qingmian, I need to change my clothes."
Lu Qingmian leaned aside with his arms folded: "We are all men, are you afraid of me seeing it?"
Jiang Jinyue took a deep breath, "Not really..." He just felt that his body was ugly and disgusting, not like a man's body at all, and he didn't want Lu Qingmian to see him like that.
But now Lu Qingmian is helping him treat his illness.
He shouldn't have hidden from Lu Qingmian.
Jiang Jinyue exhaled slowly, lowered his head, stood in front of Lu Qingmian, reached behind his back, and gently unbuttoned a button.
That row of buttons was buttoned by Lu Qingmian himself, and now Jiang Jinyue was unbuttoning them one by one.
Jiang Jinyue's back was reflected in the floor-length mirror behind him. As his slender white fingertips unbuttoned his clothes, his slender waistline slowly emerged.
Lu Qingmian looked away from the mirror.
Until the wide collar of the shirt slid down from Jiang Jinyue's shoulders, revealing her round shoulders, Lu Qingmian turned around abruptly, walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door for Jiang Jinyue.
The sound of the door closing startled Jiang Jinyue. His fingertips trembled, his shoulders shrank, his head hung down, his overly long bangs blocking his face, his clear eyes filled with grievance and sadness.
Lu Qingmian really hated his body like this.
The shirt slipped to the ground. Jiang Jinyue turned around and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He immediately looked away in disgust. He quickly picked up his clothes and put them on roughly, as if he would feel irritated if he looked at his body for one more moment.
Outside the bedroom, Lu Qingmian leaned against the closed bedroom door, his brows furrowed, one hand still holding the door handle.
It took a great effort for him to restrain himself from reopening the door.
Behind the door is an angel who is unaware of her beauty and can captivate people's hearts.
Jiang Jinyue changed her clothes, stood in front of the gate, put on large glasses and a mask, and moved her bangs in front of her eyes little by little until her entire face was hidden.
He put on his armor carefully and hid himself tightly.
Seeing this, Lu Qingmian just frowned and did not stop it.
Jiang Jinyue's touch was like a thorn that was deeply embedded in her heart. The thorn was covered with thorns and caused unbearable pain in the wound all the time. When it was pulled out, it would also carry flesh and blood with it.
That's not a thorn that can be removed in one go.
Lu Qingmian saw that Jiang Jinyue was wearing an old coat. Although it was washed clean and tidy, one could still see that the fabric had become a little rough due to being washed too many times.
He said carefully: "Do you need me to lend you some money to buy some new clothes?"
Jiang Jinyue's face immediately flushed, and she shook her head vigorously. "No, I have enough clothes to wear. I don't need to buy new ones. Besides, you gave me so many before. Although I can't wear them outside, they are also great as home clothes and pajamas. My mother is very handy. When I take the clothes back during the holidays, she can help me adjust the size."
When Lu Qingmian heard that Jiang Jinyue wanted to use his clothes as pajamas, his eyes flashed.
When Jiang Jinyue mentioned changing the size of clothes, Lu Qingmian looked thoughtful.
After going out, the two people left the Rhine community and walked into the alley after turning several turns.
Lu Qingmian seemed to be very familiar with this area. Although these alleys looked similar, he still quickly brought Jiang Jinyue to the door of the small noodle shop.
The small noodle shop still looks the same, located at the very end of the alley. There is no sign, only the aroma wafting from the shop.
The difference from last time was that this time the person sitting on the small stool in front of the store door was not the white-haired old man, but a little boy wearing a red scarf.
The little boy was eating a watermelon with big mouthfuls of his head down, wiping his mouth with his red scarf from time to time. On the wall behind the boy was a piece of white paper with the words: Recruiting hourly workers written on it.
Seeing Lu Qingmian and Jiang Jinyue, the little boy stood up like an adult and shouted, "Come and eat noodles, how many of you?"
Jiang Jinyue found it amusing and took the initiative to answer: "Two."
The little boy grabbed the uneaten watermelon and pointed his juiced little hand inside, "Please come in!"
Lu Qingmian led Jiang Jinyue inside. It was not dinner time, and there were only two people eating noodles in the small noodle shop.
The corner where Jiang Jinyue sat last time was empty. This time, he didn't need Lu Qingmian to lead the way, he walked there by himself.
The little boy followed behind the two of them and suddenly shouted in a very bandit-like voice: "Brother Lu! Did you forget something?"
Lu Qingmian paused, pulled out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to the little boy. The boy immediately took it happily, and whispered, "I'll take the protection fee. Wait for me, I'll secretly add more minced meat to your meal without Grandpa's knowledge."
Only then did Jiang Jinyue realize that the little boy knew Lu Qingmian.
Lu Qingmian walked over to Jiang Jinyue and sat down. Seeing that Jiang Jinyue was looking at him, he rummaged through his pocket, took out two lollipops and handed them to Jiang Jinyue.
"I'll give you two, one more than he has."
Two lollipops wrapped in fancy paper were placed on Jiang Jinyue's palm.
Lu Qingmian turned around and looked at the kitchen. "We've just started kneading the dough. It'll take a while. You can eat one first."
Seeing that Jiang Jinyue didn't move, he picked up another lollipop, peeled off the candy wrapper, and handed it to Jiang Jinyue's lips. With his other hand, he naturally helped Jiang Jinyue pull the mask down to his chin.
The slightly cool candy touched his warm lips, and Jiang Jinyue licked it subconsciously. It tasted like a sweet apple.
Lu Qingmian held the lollipop tightly in his hand and said, "Is it delicious?"
Jiang Jinyue nodded, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked it again. A translucent wet mark appeared on the surface of the dry candy.
Lu Qingmian's eyes darkened, "Do you want me to feed you all the time?"
Jiang Jinyue woke up as if from a dream, took the lollipop, stuffed it into his mouth, and a round candy shape was pushed out on his cheek.
When the little boy saw Jiang Jinyue had two lollipops, he ran over and sat opposite them very familiarly. He angrily gnawed at the remaining watermelon and stared at Jiang Jinyue.
Along with the sweetness of the candy in his mouth, Jiang Jinyue's heartbeat began to accelerate, and a faint itch came over his back.
He was so scared that he bit the candy into pieces and quickly moved his chair inside, trying to keep the maximum distance between him and Lu Qingmian.
When the little boy saw Jiang Jinyue had broken the lollipop into pieces, he smiled innocently and maliciously. He leaned over the table and came over to Lu Qingmian and Jiang Jinyue and said mysteriously:
"I saw something online saying that people who like to chew candy have a strong sex drive!"
Jiang Jinyue paused in chewing the candy, and the bare lollipop stick fell out of his mouth.
Lu Qingmian stretched out his hand, and the Barbie pink candy stick fell into his palm.
The little boy looked down and saw that the candy stick had been bitten flat with teeth marks all over it. He immediately exclaimed, "You're going to drain your partner dry!"
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