And deliberately not let yourself fall in love with anyone.
So he likes to be with him whenever he has nothing to do. He often says: Apart from family, having a close friend in life is enough. There is no need for other emotional ties.
Looking at the girls around him who admired him, the better the girl was, the more hurt he would cause her.
So he was afraid that once he discovered that his feelings were impure, he would alienate him and avoid him, and eventually they would not even be able to be friends.
If such a day really comes, what is the meaning of his life?
Looking at Baili Feng, whose eyes were closed and it was unknown when he would wake up again, Xuanyuan Yexiao slowly reached out his hand and carefully and lightly stroked his cheek.
I remember the last time I touched his face was also in Fengyang.
At that time, he pretended to have met Murong Xiao by chance, but was criticized by Qian Yeming's vicious mouth. Then he took the opportunity to touch him, saying that he wanted to see if his temperature rose due to the interference.
Thinking of that time, Xuanyuan Yexiao's lips curled up into a happy smile. He knew that he had a deep obsession with mysophobia and didn't like anything touching him. But that time, he had crossed the line and touched his face. Although he yelled at him, he didn't really get angry.
He carefully placed his hand on Baili Feng's cheek, gently stroking his eyebrows, eyelashes, nose wings, and lips. Although he had seen him naked and touched him many times while healing him, that was in a desperate situation, unlike now.
As soon as it touched his cheek, he noticed that his heart began to beat uncontrollably.
Covering his wildly beating heart, Xuanyuan Yexiao withdrew his hand with a wry smile.
A frown, a smile, a sadness; a lifetime of obsession, a lifetime of drunkenness. A setback, a sigh, a reincarnation; an inch of lovesickness, an inch of ashes.
Since he was so afraid that they wouldn't even be able to be friends in the future, no matter how much he loved her at the moment or how fast his heart was beating, he had to endure this longing and control this impulse.
He would rather stay by his side every day as a friend, bearing the sorrow of being so close yet unable to touch, than drift away from him as an admirer, enduring the torment of not being able to meet.
He withdrew his hand and tucked the thin quilt for him. Xuanyuan Yexiao sighed deeply, put on his own clothes, and then ordered the maid to come in and take away the bathtub in the room.
"Shahua... Master, the boss has ordered me to make a pot of porridge for that young master. If he wakes up, Master Shahua can just tell me."
Having worked as a full-time maid for many years, she finally found out that the young lady with mysophobia in her family was actually a stunningly beautiful young man. This was absolutely devastating news to her.
Seeing the young lady dressed in men's clothes again, the little maid began to feel uncomfortable.
Xuanyuan Yexiao smiled slightly and said, "Yunqiu, don't be nervous. Just call me Young Master or Xuanyuan."
Seeing this captivating smile, the little girl blushed and said incoherently, "Yes, if Master Xuanyuan...Xuanyuan has no other instructions, this servant...this servant will go out!"
"I'd better let me make the porridge myself. You don't know his taste."
"Then...then I will stay here."
"He probably won't wake up for a while, so just stand guard at the door."
"yes."
Xuanyuan Yexiao glanced at Baili Feng who was sleeping quietly, and walked out quietly with the maid.
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