Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Do you think I'm mentally ill to say these things?
Perhaps it was because the protagonist was about to appear on the stage. Although Sheng Jianan had clearly prepared himself mentally countless times, there were still some inevitable emotions in his heart. It was difficult for him to maintain the carefree attitude he had thought he had.
"It's your house, you can do whatever you want with it." Sheng Jianan glanced at him.
Jiang Chi put his arms around Sheng Jianan's waist, hugged him tightly, and chuckled, "What do you mean my house? It's our house. What's mine is yours."
After a moment of silence, Sheng Jianan also smiled, his eyes slightly lowered: "Brothers should settle accounts clearly."
Jiang Chi pulled the corners of his mouth, with no smile in his eyes: "How can they compare with us. You are completely mine, and everything I have is of course yours."
After saying that, he raised his hand and stroked Sheng Jianan's hair. It was soft, a little curly, and very nice to touch. Jiang Chi kissed the hair on his temples as if stamping his approval.
Adults show their affection to children by kissing them on the cheeks and hair. Xiao Jiangchi followed suit and when he wanted to express his love to Xiao Nannan, he would hold his face and kiss his hair and cheeks.
When Sheng Jianan was a child, she was very pretty and cute, and only Xiao Jiangchi could kiss her because she was his only friend. No one can compete with him.
Well, we have reached a dead end again and there is no way to get any conclusion from the discussion.
Sheng Jianan raised his eyes and met Jiang Chi's gaze. He was looking at him with his eyes slightly lowered, and no emotion could be seen in his eyes.
But Sheng Jianan could see the stubbornness in Jiang Chi's eyes through those dark eyes. He knew that as long as the protagonist did not show up, Jiang Chi would never let him go.
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At night, as autumn deepened, Sheng Jianan and Jiang Chi had just finished their meal and were walking hand in hand on their way back to the dormitory.
The night was slightly cool and the air was fresh. They walked side by side, and no one spoke.
At this time, a flirting couple passed by. Sheng Jianan's eyes fell on them and he looked at them for a long time until they passed by.
After a while, Sheng Jianan called out, "Jiang Chi."
"Hmm?" Jiang Chi turned his head to look at him.
Sheng Jianan also turned his head away: "If one day you meet someone you like and want to fall in love, what will you do?"
Jiang Chi subconsciously frowned, staring at the boy who looked even colder under the bright street lights and the night sky, and denied without hesitation: "Impossible."
Sheng Jianan's face was beautiful and distant, with fair and translucent skin, clear eyelashes, beautiful and bright eyes, a straight nose, and lips of the most beautiful shape and color.
No matter how many people say that Sheng Jianan's face looks calm and indifferent, and that he is a person with little emotions, Jiang Chi can't feel that.
He just thought that his Sheng Jianan was so cute and the cutest kid in the world. Her skin was as white and tender as a big meat bun, and her eyes were as watery as a clear spring. Every time Sheng Jianan stared at him with those eyes, Jiang Chi felt like his heart would melt in an instant. Her nose is small and cute, and her lips are pink and tender, looking more tempting than jelly.
How could such a Sheng Jianan be difficult to approach? He is obviously the cutest child in the world. The cutest child in the world is his and belongs to him alone.
Jiang Chi couldn’t look at her enough and couldn’t pamper her enough every day. When he was a child, he always wanted to hide little Sheng Jianan from others. Only he could see him, every day.
This seemed to be the first time that Jiang Chi felt Sheng Jianan's alienation since he was a child.
"I mean if." Sheng Jianan stopped, the street lights shining on his hair and shoulders. He turned to Jiang Chi, "If you fall in love, what will happen to the three of us? Are there three people living in your house?"
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Chi frowned immediately after hearing his description. How could he let Sheng Jianan live with someone other than him day and night? This is his personal treasure.
"Of course our house can only be lived in by the two of us," Jiang Chi said.
Sheng Jianan: “…”
Totally unable to communicate.
Perhaps because he could see Sheng Jianan's speechlessness, Jiang Chi was rarely willing to think about this issue sincerely.
Sheng Jianan waited for him very patiently, and saw that while Jiang Chi was thinking, his expression changed like a color palette, and finally became uglier and uglier.
Sheng Jianan: “…”
Jiang Chi imagined Sheng Jianan’s hypothesis. If he divides his time into one small half and gives the other half to other people, then Sheng Jianan will not be by his side during that time.
Then what will Sheng Jianan do? He might chat with his roommates in the dormitory, go out to eat with Ling Mo, be approached on the street, or even go on a date with a senior...
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Chi became more and more frightened. What the hell was this a useless relationship? No, absolutely not. He didn't have enough time to see Sheng Jianan, so why should he give that 1% of his time to others? Let Sheng Jianan get to know other people!
impossible! Don’t even think about it! No one can!
"I will never fall in love." Jiang Chi said through gritted teeth. He must have a good talk with Sheng Jianan about the dangers of falling in love. "Sheng Nannan, do the math yourself. The average age of a person is 80 years old, which is 29,200 days. Multiply that by 24 hours, which is 700,800 hours. Multiply that by 60 minutes, which is 42,048,000 minutes. Multiply that by 60 seconds, which is 2,522,880,000 seconds."
"We are 20 years old this year, so we have 60 years left to spend together. That is 21,900 days, 525,600 hours, 31,536,000 minutes, and 1,892,160,000 seconds." Jiang Chi calculated as he spoke, and the more he calculated, the more shocking it became. He instantly felt a sense of crisis, "That means we are inseparable, and if we include the time we spend sleeping, we only have 1.8 billion seconds left to spend together. We also have to take away the time we spend in class and the time we will spend working in the future."
"That is to say, we only have a few billion seconds left to be together in this life. Sheng Nannan, can you bear to give tens of thousands of seconds, hundreds of thousands of seconds, or even millions of seconds of that time to someone else?" Jiang Chi said, "Anyway, I can't do it. I definitely won't fall in love. It's too time-consuming. I want to be with you every minute and every second."
Sheng Jianan: "...Jiang Chi, have you ever considered going to see a neurologist?"
"?" Jiang Chi looked at him for two seconds, "Do you think I'm mentally ill to say these things?"
He smiled first, took a step forward, and hugged Sheng Jianan: "Okay, whatever you say, just treat me as a mental illness. I won't treat it, anyway, I just want to be with you."
Sheng Jianan glanced away and turned away.
Forget it, I’m too lazy to talk to him. Just let him wait to be slapped in the face in the near future. Although he probably won't be able to see it.
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My roommate has classes in the evening and is not in the dormitory. While Sheng Jianan was taking a shower, Jiang Chi opened the express delivery he brought back in the afternoon.
The skin tends to become dry in autumn and winter. Although Sheng Jianan has always had good skin, Jiang Chi still buys some winter supplies online at this time every year in case of emergency. For example, hot packs, body lotions, lip balms and so on.
Jiang Chi consciously picked a lot of peach flavor this time. He didn't know why, but when he thought of the peach flavor on Sheng Jianan, he felt greedy and wanted to eat it. He just wanted to get close to him.
Like a dog smelling a meaty bone.
Can't stop.
Jiang Chi opened the lotion, squeezed some on the back of his hand, smelled it, and frowned slightly.
It doesn’t smell very good, and is far from the taste in Sheng Jianan’s mouth.
Jiang Chi put down the lotion with an unhappy look on his face. Originally, he wanted to smell Sheng Jianan, whose body was covered with peach scent. Just thinking about this scene made him extremely excited. However, his beautiful wish was shattered in an instant.
Jiang Chi was almost mad at himself. He picked and chose among thousands of options and finally chose the worst smelling one.
At this moment, the bathroom door was suddenly opened. Jiang Chi turned his head and saw Sheng Jianan walking out wearing a T-shirt and bare legs.
Jiang Chi paused slightly, walked quickly to the balcony, and pulled the curtains shut with a "swish".
"Sheng Nannan, why didn't you tell me you came out without pants?" Jiang Chi walked towards him, looked at his bare legs, and subconsciously frowned, "Aren't you cold wearing this?"
If this were summer, Jiang Chi would definitely lean against the desk and admire his figure. But in this season, ordinary people are prone to catching colds, let alone Sheng Jianan.
In the past, Jiang Chi was always trembling with fear during this season. Fortunately, Sheng Jianan’s resistance is much better now than before. In the past, sometimes when Sheng Jianan had a fever, Jiang Chi couldn't sleep at all. He would hold him in his arms all night to prevent him from sweating, and get up several times at night to take his temperature and change the cooling towel.
Sheng Jianan likes cleanliness very much, and if he feels a little better the next day, she will help him wipe the sweat off his body.
Sheng Jianan walked to the closet and said, "My towel fell to the ground."
Jiang Chi paused, turned to his closet, took out a bath towel, and walked over to wipe his still wet arms.
Seeing this, Sheng Jianan didn't look for another one. After all, the new towel was not clean either.
After wiping his arms, Jiang Chi wrapped the towel around his waist, half squatted down, and wiped his legs.
Sheng Jianan paused and lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Chi who was half-squatting in front of him. He didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with this posture.
"Lift your feet." Jiang Chi said.
After waiting for a while and seeing no movement from Sheng Jianan, Jiang Chi raised his head and said, "Wipe your feet."
Sheng Jianan looked at Jiang Chi, whose face was leaning against his waist. He paused for a moment, stepped back, and turned away: "No need."
He took out a pair of black silk pajamas from the closet, untied the bath towel and returned it to Jiang Chi, then prepared to go to bed.
Passing by Jiang Chi's table, Sheng Jianan saw a series of peach-scented products on it. He paused, picked up the lotion and smelled it: "It smells pretty good."
Jiang Chi was holding a bath towel in his hand and raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Sheng Jianan put down the lotion and climbed onto the bed. He wasn't wearing pajamas, so his long straight legs were exposed, and as he climbed onto the bed, his knees were slightly bent and his hips were raised in his direction.
In fact, he is not that thin. He has gained weight where it should.
As if sensing something, Sheng Jianan suddenly turned his head and met Jiang Chi's fixed gaze. After a slight pause, he raised his hand and drew the bed curtain, blocking Jiang Chi's sight.
Jiang Chi stared at the scenery that had long disappeared for a long time, then lowered his head to look at the bath towel in his hand.
After a moment, he raised his hand and sniffed.
The taste of Sheng Jianan.
It smells really good.
Exciting and addictive.
"Jiang Chi."
At this time, Sheng Jianan shouted from behind the bed curtain: "My skin is a little dry, give me some lotion."
Jiang Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, and a not-so-innocent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The kitten actually came to my door on its own initiative.
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