Cheng Zhi felt that he should thank Cheng Li for choosing the corner of the back door of the training camp as their meeting place.
It was very quiet here, and Cheng Zhi could occasionally hear the faint chirping of cicadas.
Because the two of them were very close to each other and Song Baiyi was leaning on his shoulder at this time, he could hear every breath of Song Baiyi.
Besides that, he could hear his own heartbeat.
The beats were thumping, and each one was louder than after he'd spent five hours in the practice room training hard.
Cheng Zhi felt that if he continued jumping at this frequency, he would really not be able to stand steadily when Song Baiyi let go of him.
Song Baiyi put one hand around his waist and the other hand in his hair. The hand on his waist was very honest, just hugging him simply without any small movements.
On the contrary, the hand that Song Baiyi placed on his head was not so honest.
Cheng Zhi could clearly feel the hand on his head, and the fingers were moving a lot.
For example, now, Song Baiyi would gently spread out his five fingers, then slowly tighten them, and rub the back of his head from time to time.
Or maybe he would use his index finger and thumb to work together, pinch a few tufts of his hair and fiddle with them gently.
Cheng Zhi didn't move, but just stayed in Song Baiyi's arms obediently, allowing his hands to move. Cheng Zhi felt that his head was a little itchy, but he didn't call for a stop, nor was he willing to push him away.
The temperature of Song Baiyi's hands was quite high. This was the strongest thought in Cheng Zhi's mind when he touched his head.
On an early summer evening, the breeze is a little cool.
Cheng Zhi was only wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt. He had been standing outside for a long time, and his body temperature was low, so the back of his neck felt a little cold.
The next second, Song Baiyi's warm thumb gently stroked the slightly cool skin on the back of Cheng Zhi's neck.
Cheng Zhi's skin was naturally sensitive, and the back of his neck was a place that was rarely touched by others. Song Baiyi's warmth flowed from his thumb to the back of Cheng Zhi's neck.
The strong temperature contrast at this moment stimulated Cheng Zhi, causing his sensitivity to double.
There was a thin callus on Song Baiyi's thumb, and when it touched Cheng Zhi's delicate neck, it caused him to shudder slightly, and he could only tremble slightly in Song Baiyi's arms.
Under the dual stimulation of temperature and touch, Cheng Zhi lost consciousness for a moment. His fingers grasping the corner of Song Baiyi's clothes tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a few heavy breaths.
Cheng Zhi said tremblingly: "Well, Teacher Song, let me go first..."
Hearing this, Song Baiyi felt inexplicably dissatisfied, and then slowly increased the strength of his hands, gently rubbing the back of Cheng Zhi's neck with his thumb from time to time.
She rubbed it while leaning against the crook of Cheng Zhi's neck, and said sullenly, "Not letting go."
Song Baiyi's tone was a little self-willed, "You leaned on my shoulder for five minutes before, why can't I do that now?"
Hearing his reason for refusal, Cheng Zhi felt a little bit amused. This time he really shot himself in the foot.
Cheng Zhi took a breath and tried hard to adapt to the harassment of Song Baiyi's fingers on the back of his neck. After a while, he whispered to Song Baiyi.
"I leaned on your shoulder for five minutes before, so I'll hug you for another five minutes as repayment, okay?"
After listening to Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi was silent for a while. Then he touched and tightened the hand on Cheng Zhi's waist, hugging him tighter.
"no."
"You've been in arrears for too long, so you have to charge interest. Now it's seven minutes."
Cheng Zhi was speechless, for a moment he didn't know how to respond to him.
One reason was that Cheng Zhi couldn't think of a reasonable reason to refute him, and another reason was that Cheng Zhi felt that being hugged by Song Baiyi was... quite comfortable.
Cheng Zhi really likes the scent of Song Baiyi. This smooth and natural woody fragrance smells soothing.
But Cheng Zhi couldn't understand why this smell always attracted his attention and made him want to get closer.
And now, Cheng Zhi could feel that Song Baiyi's arms were very strong, and he felt very nervous being hugged by Song Baiyi.
So that his whole body was surrounded by the scent he liked, and because of this, Cheng Zhi felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Except for... Song Baiyi's hand that was kneading the back of his neck from time to time, everything else was fine.
Because Song Baiyi's hands were not honest, Cheng Zhi's legs were a little weak. The hand that was holding the corner of Song Baiyi's clothes was also a little weak and had no strength.
When Cheng Zhi spoke to Song Baiyi now, his tone was indescribably soft, with an obvious hint of coquettishness, and it sounded soft and limp.
"Teacher Song, I can hold you for seven minutes, but can you please stop rubbing me first? I'm itchy..."
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi chuckled, then became even more aggressive.
"It's okay if I don't rub it, then I can increase it to ten minutes."
Cheng Zhi did not gain any advantage in this bargaining war. Now he could only keep giving in again and again in order to beg for a chance to catch his breath from Song Baiyi's men.
He whimpered in Song Baiyi's arms, "Then... Teacher Song. Can you be gentler, please?"
Cheng Zhi spoke with a nasal tone, sounding like he had been bullied for a long time and was a little aggrieved. When this voice fell into Song Baiyi's ears, it was immediately lethal.
Song Baiyi took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in his heart.
Then he gritted his teeth and said to Cheng Zhi: "Okay."
After saying that, Song Baiyi really reduced the strength of his hands, and this time he used his thumb to rub the delicate and sensitive skin on the back of Cheng Zhi's neck from time to time.
Just when Cheng Zhi thought he could finally take a breath, the next second he heard Song Baiyi speak slowly.
"But I sincerely suggest that if you want me to let you go sooner, you should say less."
We have failed. This time we should retreat in order to advance.
Hearing Song Baiyi's words, Cheng Zhi was completely speechless this time. The red spread from his neck to his ears, and every part of his skin was not spared.
Feeling that Cheng Zhi was staying quietly in his arms and no longer resisting, Song Baiyi gently raised the corners of his mouth where he couldn't see.
Things like paying off debts and interest?
It was just an excuse he made up.
But he didn't expect that the person in his arms not only did not refute his poor reason, but also obediently allowed him to do what he wanted.
He was so well behaved, so well behaved that Song Baiyi couldn't bear to bully him too much.
He tilted his head slightly and looked up at the side of Cheng Zhi's neck.
Under the moonlight, Cheng Zhi was covered with a faint silver light.
His skin was already white and shiny, and it was even brighter under the bright moonlight. The skin on his neck was so thin that it seemed like a slight pinch would leave a mark immediately.
But now there was no need for him to pinch it, as Cheng Zhi's neck had already been covered with a light pink color.
Song Baiyi's gaze moved a little higher, and a bright red color caught his sight.
Ah...Cheng Zhi’s earlobes turned red.
The originally fair and clean earlobe was now stained with an unusual crimson color.
Song Baiyi narrowed his eyes and estimated in his mind that it must be the most beautiful red he had ever seen in his life.
Cheng Zhi has small ears, and there is not much flesh on his earlobes, so his ears look a bit thin, but because his skin is very delicate, Song Baiyi thinks his earlobes should feel very soft when pinched in the hand.
Looking at that place, Song Baiyi felt inexplicably a little agitated.
He wanted Cheng Zhi's earlobe to be stained with his scent.
Just a little bit is fine.
Song Baiyi narrowed his eyes, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and the action of touching Cheng Zhi's head was a bit forbearing and restrained.
Some possessive thoughts emerged, but were quickly suppressed by his reason.
Let’s just forget it this time.
It would be bad if you suddenly become too pushy and scare people away.
Cheng Zhi wore a short-sleeved shirt today, and the fabric was very thin.
So even though there were two layers of clothes between him and Song Baiyi, when Song Baiyi hugged him, he could clearly feel the warmth from Song Baiyi's body coming to him continuously.
Along with this, Cheng Zhi could also feel that the temperature of his body was rising, and there was a tendency for it to continue to rise.
Cheng Zhi felt that if he continued to rise, his head would soon start to smoke.
The little timer's brain is now numb and all operating procedures have been temporarily stopped.
He had now lost all sense of time. He didn't know how long Song Baiyi had been holding him, nor did he know how long it would take for the seven minutes Song Baiyi had said to be over.
The only rationality left in his head was guiding Cheng Zhi's thoughts back on track. He took a breath and tried to adjust his breathing.
"Teacher Song..."
Song Baiyi gently rubbed Cheng Zhi's neck, then raised his head slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhi.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Song Baiyi raise his head, Cheng Zhi shrank back unnaturally and turned his head to avoid his gaze.
"I still want to explain... the reason I was avoiding you before was really not because I hated you."
Song Baiyi's eyes flickered, and he slowly lowered his voice and said to Cheng Zhi, "Okay, I understand."
"Also, during the morning training when I was feeling unwell, did you intend to send me to the infirmary? At that time... I didn't push you away on purpose..."
"good."
Cheng Li's problem was solved temporarily, and Cheng Zhi slowly put down his worries. Now he was much more relaxed, and he began to explain the whole story to Song Baiyi.
After Cheng Zhi finished explaining everything, Song Baiyi frowned, his tone a little helpless.
"So the reason you're avoiding me is because you're afraid that you won't be able to resolve your father's issue, and that it will affect public opinion about me on the Internet?"
The core contradiction was pointed out by Song Baiyi, and Cheng Zhi inexplicably felt a little guilty.
He tightened his grip on the corner of Song Baiyi's clothes slightly, then hummed.
“That’s about it…”
Song Baiyi sighed, "Cheng Zhi."
Then she rubbed his head gently, very gently.
"What I said before about being partial to you actually has another meaning."
"Another meaning is that I hope that when you are in trouble, as long as you tell me, I will definitely find a way to help you."
"You could actually rely on me a little more."
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The author has something to say:
I didn't mean to let them hug each other for the whole chapter. It was Song Baiyi who threatened me fiercely on the computer and didn't let me separate them (smiling face)
Oops, sorry, the emoticon should be (sad face)
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