Chapter 25 Sleepwalking
Mobius has a genetic disease with various symptoms. Under powerful treatment methods, it slowly evolves into only mental illness.
The original book says Blaze also has this disease, but after the transformation, he rarely gets sick, so the symptoms can be almost ignored. It doesn't say what it is.
Shen Yan suspected that Blaze had skin hunger.
He was not familiar with this disease, but judging from the name alone, the patient would be eager to stick to human skin.
Since sleeping with him that night, Ana Shen has never returned to her room.
Blaise comes back every day.
Without him around, Blaise's room would make a lot of noise.
In order to prevent Blaise from destroying the house, Ana Shen had to sleep with him every day.
At the beginning, they were very restrained and both of them slept very well. The situation that Shen Yan had encountered before, where they would get tangled in each other's arms and legs when they woke up in the morning, did not happen.
But this restraint did not last long.
The third day of sleeping together.
Ana Shen, who was completely held in Blaise’s arms, opened his eyes.
There was something pressing against his lower back.
Hard and hot.
Shen Yan: …
My brother is young, so it is normal for him to stand up. He used to stand up often when he was eighteen or nineteen.
It's just a bit embarrassing.
Shen Yan's breathing rate changed slightly, and Blaise woke up from his light sleep. He subconsciously hugged the person next to him tightly, nudged his nose against his head, and said in a hoarse voice with a little fatigue, "Sleep a little longer."
"Brother." Shen Yan said calmly: "You hit me."
Blaise didn't move.
Ana Shen thought he didn't hear it, so he turned his head and elbowed him, "You hit me, I'm going to sleep in my room."
Blaise frowned, and instead of letting go of the arm that was around Ana Shen, he wrapped his other arm around it.
One of his arms was resting on Ana Shen's head and hooked around his shoulder, and the other arm was around his waist. He pressed his whole body against Ana Shen's side, and the clear enthusiasm was even more difficult to ignore. However, Blaise had no intention of being embarrassed at all, and said confidently: "Don't leave."
Shen Yan was silent, his left and right brain fighting each other.
The left brain said, "Brother, you are tired and sleepy, just stand there. What's wrong with letting brother hold you for a while?" Brother didn't say he wanted to punch him.
The right brain says to the left brain, are you stupid?
One sentence wins.
Ana Shen, who had already suffered in this regard, slowly and firmly pushed Blaise's arm away and crawled out of his bed.
Blaise looked at Ana Shen quietly.
Under a stagnant gaze, Ana Shen took the pillow away, “I won’t sleep with you these nights.”
Blaise: "Why?"
Ana Shen’s eyes shifted slightly, and he made up an excuse casually, “It’s too hot, I want to sleep by myself.”
The terminal was turned on, and Blaise adjusted the constant temperature system in the room. The temperature immediately dropped by seven or eight degrees. The room, which had originally felt just right, was now as cold as autumn.
Blaise didn’t say anything, just looked at Ana Shen.
This excuse was indeed poor, but Ana Shen really couldn't find a better one, and it seemed a bit strange to tell him directly that he couldn't stand being pushed around.
So he ignored Blaise's expression and went back to his room, where he hadn't slept for a long time, with his pillow.
The entire villa was decorated with great care. Blaise must have investigated Shen Yan's preferences. Both rooms were very comfortable. Shen Yan himself had no habit of being particular about his bed, so he fell asleep quickly.
The next few days were not peaceful.
Ana Shen wanted to help Blaise push the progress forward, but Blaise didn’t tell him anything. After discovering that he was checking what he was doing, he cut off his internet connection without saying a word, completely depriving him of all channels to contact the outside world.
Ana Shen was dissatisfied and went to Blaise to argue. When his voice was a little louder, he looked at him quietly with red eyes and pursed lips.
After holding it in for a long time, he only uttered two words.
--no.
I really treat Shen Yan as a greenhouse flower that can’t be blown or touched.
Ana Shen rarely suffers from verbal abuse, and she had a lot of words brewing in her mouth to refute, but when she saw Blaise's forbearing and sad look, she felt her tongue stiffen, and she couldn't say a single harsh word.
He had no choice but to talk to Blaise in a nice tone, trying to make him understand that he was not an unarmed rookie and that he could really help him.
But Blaise was too stubborn. No matter how he used coercion, inducement, or persuasion, he would not be moved. Shen Yan's lips were almost worn out, but he failed to make Blaise change his mind.
He stubbornly believed that he should protect Shen Yan, and Shen Yan should be protected by him.
This relationship cannot be reversed or replaced.
At the end of the conversation, Ana Shen couldn't help but get a little angry, and waved his hands in a funny and speechless manner, telling him to do whatever he wanted, he didn't care.
Then came the Cold War.
Blaise still came back to live, still made noises at night, and Shen Yan would still open Blaise's door and look at him until he regained consciousness from his nightmare, then close the door and leave.
The two of them didn't communicate at all during the whole process, their mouths seemed to be stuck with glue and they didn't say a word.
They deliberately avoided each other's sight and physical contact, and repeated their previous actions in the room as if nothing had happened. Even when they had to speak, the conversation would be strictly controlled within two rounds, and they would be extremely polite and distant.
Worse than a stranger.
Shen Yan suffered from insomnia.
He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, his mind full of the arrogant and cold look on Blaise's face the day he had quarreled with him.
"You can't help me, and I don't need your help."
"Just stay still and live well. That's the greatest help you can give me."
"This is my business, none of your business."
The more Ana Shen thought about it, the angrier he got. He jumped up from the bed and walked around the room for more than ten laps before he gradually calmed down.
Xiaobu followed behind Shen Yan, looking at him timidly.
"Xiaoyan, are you crazy?" Xiaobu was worried. "I can contact Blaise and ask him to bring back some psychiatric drugs."
Ana Shen stopped, squatted down, and rubbed his head irritably.
Xiaobu walked around to Ana Shen's front, squatted down, put his knees together and looked up at Ana Shen, "Do you need me to provide you with emotional value?"
Ana Shen was frustrated and said in a low voice, “Need it.”
Xiaobu: "One plus one equals what?"
Ana Shen poked Xiao Bu’s forehead wildly: “Five-two-zero-one-three-one-four, you use what I taught you to coax me? Xiao Bu, you are just as stupid as your maker.”
Xiaobu tilted his head, lowered it shyly, and tangled his fingers in his long golden hair. "There's nothing I can do... There are too few people to teach me. Xiaoyan, teach me more. When you forget what you taught me, I can use it to teach you."
"Where's the logic?"
Ana Shen couldn't help but laugh, and after Xiao Bu recognized his expression and confirmed that his mood had indeed improved, he also laughed.
It asked Blaze to connect to the Internet and input some psychological common sense into it. Two people laughing together can make Ana Shen happier.
After Shen Yan laughed enough, he asked again: “Are there any dice?”
"some."
Xiaobu lifted up his shirt, and his well-defined belly changed rapidly. The artificial leather that looked very similar to human skin faded away, revealing the display screen underneath.
There are two dice on the display.
"Dice, odd numbers will make peace with him today, even numbers tomorrow."
The dice spun very fast, and finally two sixes came out.
Looking at the two dice, the big stone that had been weighing on Ana Shen's heart for the past few days was suddenly removed, and he felt relieved.
Tomorrow then.
This is just the right time to think about how to tell Blaise.
Ana Shen didn’t think that he took the initiative to bow his head, how embarrassing it was in this cold war.
No one taught Blaise how to treat friends. His world is divided into black and white. He will protect the ones he likes and keep them by his side forever, and he will find ways to eliminate the ones he hates so that they will never appear in front of him again.
There is no in-between.
He is the next head of Mobius. He was brainwashed when he was less than ten years old and was responsible for everyone in Mobius. Until he was nineteen, he perfectly fulfilled the expectations of his elders and became the future protector of Mobius.
Don't retreat and don't show weakness.
He has never learned how to depend on others, so he doesn't understand.
For him, the help from his friends was outside the long-established order. Accepting it would mean the collapse of the order. He had no time to rebuild it, so he could only refuse.
Shen Yan, who probably understood Blaise's thoughts, rubbed his temples with a headache.
When he was a child, he didn't like writing, so he didn't like learning Chinese and hated doing reading questions. When he entered the examination room, while others wrote a large amount of densely packed words, he just finished writing the multiple-choice questions and left the paper clean and blank.
I didn't expect that the reading questions I didn't do when I was a child would come back to me in this way.
Everything goes around in circles.
Ana Shen sighed and returned to bed.
When we made up our minds to reconcile, it was already 11:30 pm, and there was still an hour and a half until tomorrow.
Blaise came back late today. Having resolved a matter, Shen Yan did not wait for him deliberately. He closed his eyes and fell asleep easily after suffering from insomnia for several days.
Waking up in the middle of the night.
A pale figure stood at the head of the bed. He had already changed into pajamas and must have just taken a shower. The ends of his hair were wet. He leaned over slightly, and the water drops from the ends of his hair dripped onto Shen Yan's face, feeling cold.
He looked down at him.
Shen Yan knew that this room was very safe, and apart from himself, Xiaobu and Blaze, no other creature that could speak would ever enter.
I was still shocked.
He immediately turned on the light, and the warm light from the bedside fell on Blaise's expressionless face. In his inorganic emerald green eyes, Shen Yan, who looked a little panicked, was reflected.
"How did you..."
Before Ana Shen could finish, he lifted Ana Shen's quilt, lifted and pulled him up.
Shen Yan was about 1.8 meters tall, and he was carried on the shoulders like this. He was stiff and dared not move, for fear that if he moved wrong, he would fall to the ground.
Shen Yan grabbed Blaze's belt in surprise to stabilize his body. Blaze even had the energy to grab his pillow. Shen Yan called him but he turned a deaf ear to him, as if he was possessed by something.
Blaise carried Shen Yan to his room, threw the pillow away, supported Shen Yan's back with his free hand, and slowly put him on his bed.
As soon as his back touched the bed, Ana Shen took off and jumped up nimbly and ran out.
Blaise’s current condition is very abnormal, he is probably having an attack, and Ana Shen is afraid that he might stab himself.
I don't know what disease it is. This guy killed a lot of people in the original book. At present, they can't be said to have any grudges, but they are definitely not friendly. If he is killed in his sick state, both he and Blaise will feel bad.
Blaise moved very slowly. Ana Shen ran from his room. He was still staring at his bed in a daze. He reached out to touch the sheets, then tilted his head to stare at the pillow. He didn't quite understand why the pillow was here and there was no one.
After a long while, he slowly walked in the direction where the sound disappeared.
Shen Yan did not return to his room. He hid in the e-sports room, where there was a game room. After Shen Yan entered, he adjusted the room door to an unobservable state, and started the game and became completely addicted.
As long as he is conscious and not in danger, the emergency exit button on the game console will not work.
But Ana Shen was still uneasy. He turned on the external surveillance, nervously played an entertainment game, turned on the small screen, turned the surveillance volume to the maximum, and listened carefully to Blaise's whereabouts.
Blaise's footsteps were very regular, his stride was exactly the same, and he walked at the speed of a newly manufactured robot. Every step he took was in accordance with instructions, so light and slow that even though he was a living person, he still carried an indescribable sense of horror.
His footsteps passed the e-sports room three times slowly. After checking other rooms and finding that Ana Shen was not there, he finally stopped in this locked e-sports room.
The door lock was of no use to the other owner of this house. After entering the password, there were two beeps and Blaze entered the e-sports room like a wandering ghost.
Ana Shen’s heart rose to her throat, and she watched Blaze, who was wearing a white silk robe and pajamas, stop in front of the game cabin.
Then he squatted down, forcibly pried open the warehouse door, and forcibly dug him out amid the jumping electric arcs.
Shen Yan was carried back to his room by Blaise again. On the way, Shen Yan struggled frantically, but Blaise clamped his arm like steel. He struggled back and forth and made himself sweat, but his breathing did not change at all.
This time Blaise learned his lesson. After entering the room, he closed the door and locked it. Even if Shen Yan wanted to run, it would take some effort, and he would have enough time to catch him.
There was a gun at the head of the bed, Ana Shen huddled in the corner, pointing the gun directly at him.
Blaise walked towards Ana Shen step by step, as if not noticing the dangerous weapon in his hand, approaching, approaching, until the two were less than a fist away from each other.
Ana Shen was trapped in the angle formed by Blaise and the wall, his whole body was gathered by Blaise, the air was filled with the smell of Blaise's shampoo, only the gun against Blaise's chest with the safety bolt not opened prevented the two from being completely stuck together.
But it's enough.
Shen Yan looked at Blaze, whose pupils were a little dilated. He pushed him, but couldn't push him. Blaze was just another wall. This fucking cyber world was full of cyborgs, and he couldn't beat any of the top cyborgs in the protagonist group. He was so annoyed that he wanted to die.
“Wake up!”
Ana Shen guessed that he might be sleepwalking, so he reached out and pinched his face, but Blaise didn't move and let him pinch him, his eyes fell on him indifferently, doing nothing but staring at him, as if he was speaking or moving to trigger his next instruction.
Ana Shen pinched and pinched, and finally determined that he was sleepwalking.
Just wait until the dream is over.
I guess I've been under a lot of pressure these days, and I've been keeping everything to myself, so I can only relieve it by sleepwalking.
Shen Yan put away the gun against him, and Blaise quickly filled the last bit of space. The two of them were very close, and Blaise's shallow breathing was sprinkled on Shen Yan's ear. Shen Yan turned his head a little uncomfortable, sighed, and asked softly:
"What on earth do you want? Do you want to sleep with me?"
Blaise: "Take it off."
Ana Shen closed his eyes. He was really fed up with starting with zero frames. He opened the safety catch and loaded the gun. “Say it again.”
Blaise: "I remember it clearly."
Shen Yan: “What?”
Ana Shen’s wrist was grabbed by a cold hand. Blaze half-closed his eyes and observed for a few seconds, and finally opened his mouth and bit his wrist near the base of his thumb.
Ana Shen frowned and endured the pain. It was actually more numb than painful. Blaise didn't bite through the skin, only leaving a whitish bite mark.
It exactly matches the traces of scabs falling off there.
Ana Shen looked at his wrist for a few seconds, then raised his eyes to look at Blaise.
Shen Yan: “What do you mean?”
"Don't go." Blaise said seriously, "You treat me as him."
"It's very clear. It looks very similar."
"OK?"
——I remember very clearly the traces of him on your body. I can imitate the kiss he gave you, and imitate it very closely.
Ana Shen reacted for a while, and completely understood what he said. He was angry and amused.
“Stupid.” Ana Shen held Blaise’s face and said speechlessly: “First, I didn’t want to run to find someone else, I really just wanted to help you.”
"Second, even if I wanted to run, the reason for running would definitely not be the person who left these marks on me."
Thinking of Ruan Zhixian, Ana Shen made an ambiguous sound and continued to coax the child, “Go to bed obediently, I will stay with you tonight.”
Blaise didn't move.
Shen Yan: “Anything else?”
"I want one too." Blaze's face showed a look of grievance that would never appear under normal circumstances. "You haven't kissed me in a long time."
Shen Yan thought that it was not unfair to nickname her a princess. She acted like a spoiled child without leaving any trace. If it was Shen Yan's college roommate who was the honest and straightforward captain of the basketball team, let alone a kiss, if he was a little shy, Shen Yan would kick him from the dormitory to the school gate.
The same thing would be perfect for Blaise to do.
Ana Shen had little psychological rejection, and even thought that Blaise was quite cute like this, and looked at him with a smile, "Where do you want to kiss?"
Blaise blinked slowly, his eyes flickering under his eyelashes.
He lowered his head and pressed his lips against Shen Yan's lips, touching them lightly.
The cloud-like crimson spread rapidly in just a few seconds, directly dyeing Blaze's entire body.
He quickly returned to the bed and pulled the quilt over his head. After a few seconds, a pair of shy eyes appeared again, looking at him expectantly.
Shen Yan: …
It felt like Blaise's mind had regressed at least fifteen years.
Let’s not talk about this for now.
I think normal brothers don’t kiss each other.
How to say it.
Cyber features?
never mind.
Blaise is not conscious now, who knows what his condition is.
I said I would sleep with her, and if I break my promise, I might go crazy again.
Ana Shen went to open the door first. The open door gave him a sense of security that was better than nothing. The gun was under his pillow and he could easily take it. If Blaze suddenly attacked and hurt someone, he could barely deal with it. As for other measures...
It seems like nothing happened.
Ana Shen tucked the quilt in for the two of them, turned his back to Blaise, thought for a moment, then turned over and faced him.
Blaise’s green eyes stared straight at Ana Shen.
Ana Shen turned over again, changing to a lying position that he rarely used, with his arms pressed against his body, lying on the bed in a military posture, his expression peaceful.
Whatever happened in Egypt, he just fell asleep like that.
In the darkness, the cloth rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.
Blaise entangled Ana Shen.
“Alan Ana, I want to kiss you again.”
Taste the marrow and you will know its taste.
Doctor Shen’s miraculous healing skills cured the stuttering with just a kiss.
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