1.

An Zhe is in the car.

The early morning light shone through the skylight of the armored vehicle.

This is the fourth time he and Lu Feng have gone to the abyss together.

He woke up.

But he didn't get up.

He couldn't get up either.

He wrapped himself in the quilt and did not get out until Lu Feng made a glass of milk and placed it in front of him.

Lu Feng asked: "Are you feeling better?"

An Zhe nodded.

"Still hurts?"

An Zhe shook his head.

After shaking, he nodded again.

Lu Feng frowned slightly, came to An Zhe's side, stretched out his hand to push aside the thin quilt he used to wrap himself, and An Zhe let him push it away.

The surface of the quilt is made of a delicate fabric, which is smooth and soft, but it seems rough compared with the crystal clear milky white skin.

But there are now interlaced marks on the skin. The skin on the left side of the chest slightly lower is broken and there is a large amount of red. It was nothing at first. An Zhe got up this morning and put on his shirt, but the material of the clothes just rubbed against the wound.

It hurt a bit at that time, and I took a small breath.

Lu Feng opened the drawer and took out alcohol, dipped it in absorbent cotton balls, cleaned it, and applied medicine.

——So he tossed the skin on his chest until it turned red again. Anzhe's skin was too delicate, like a newly grown white mushroom in the rainy season, and juice would flow out when pinched.

After applying the medicine, the wound was cool. An Zhe wrapped himself tightly in the quilt again. Lu Feng hugged him across the quilt, and then rested his head on his right shoulder, leaning against him.

——Later, I suddenly realized that this man was the culprit of the wound, and I should not live in peace with him.

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An Zhe tried to pull away, but was already held down by Lu Feng.

He struggled to no avail, and in the process the fabric of the quilt rubbed against the wound.

"Don't move." Lu Feng said.

An Zhe: "..."

Not only did this man's tone show no guilt at all, but it actually sounded like he was criticizing him for not moving around, which was extremely abominable.

Just when he raised his eyes, he could see Lu Feng's Adam's apple and neck - he grinded his teeth.

——He was hugged a little tighter by Lu Feng, unable to move at all.

An Zhe thought about it, but he was still very unhappy. This was not a momentary unhappiness, but a feeling that had gradually increased over the past few days. He had always wanted to find something to do with Lu Feng.

It just so happened that this time there was finally a wound worth mentioning.

He said muffledly: "You are so cruel."

Lu Feng asked, "Is there any?"

An Zhe said: "Yes."

"No." Lu Feng pulled him over and said, "I've paid close attention to it."

An Zhe: "?"

If these are the consequences of paying attention, then are you going to tear people apart and eat them when you are not paying attention?

An Zhe frowned and said, "Impossible."

Lu Feng: "Huh?"

"When you went too far, I struggled every time," An Zhe said, "and even cried."

Lu Feng looked at him.

"But if you ignore me," An Zhe said, "it will become more vicious."

The new day started with being criticized by the little mushroom - Lu Feng looked down at the mushroom in his arms.

His voice was soft, squeamish, and he complained softly.

An Zhe finished speaking.

But Lu Feng still wanted to hear him say a few words.

So he asked: "Is there any more?"

An Zhe glared at him, meaning, isn't this enough?

"I thought that was the way to deal with you." Lu Feng replied.

An Zhe: "?"

An Zhe: "Is there any more?"

"Yes," Lu Feng said, "You should learn to control your behavior."

An Zhe: "?"

There is absolutely no way he could have done anything wrong.

He looked directly at Lu Feng, his voice was cold, and he said word by word: "You have a problem."

"Look," Lu Feng said, "you are acting like a baby again."

An Zhe confirmed that there was indeed a species difference between him and Lu Feng.

If he could reach for the pillow, the first thing he would do is throw it into Lu Feng's face.

But now both of his hands were held by Lu Feng, and he could only maintain a stalemate with this man with his eyes.

After a while, Lu Feng smiled first.

He lowered his head to kiss the corners of An Zhe's lips. An Zhe turned her head away from him, but was restrained.

First, he lifted his chin and kissed him deeply for several times. He was not released until he could no longer breathe. Then Lu Feng went to kiss the corner of his eyes gently.

With his breath blowing against his ears, Lu Feng no longer touched him through the quilt, and moved his right hand in to hold his waist. There must still be red marks there from last night.

An Zhe's whole body trembled.

An Zhe said: "No."

Lu Feng: "Can't hear you."

An Zhi brought up the old matter again: "Then every time I cry, can't you see it?"

"I'm not beating you," the man said, "there's no point in crying."

——A new day starts with slandering the colonel.

2.

Anzhe was still in the car.

The night stars shine down from the skylight of the armored vehicle.

This is the fourth time he and Lu Feng have gone to the abyss together.

When An Zhe muttered for the third time, the colonel gave a solution.

He had no expression on his face and leaned back on the bed: "You can do it yourself."

His expression and tone were as if he was at the genetic testing office at the gate of the city, next to the testing equipment, saying: "Do it yourself."

An Zhe faced him and hesitated for a while before a few hyphae spread over the colonel.

Then he leaned over and kissed the colonel's Adam's apple.

Then he kissed the side of the colonel's neck and thought about his next move.

Then he realized that he was wearing loose white pajamas, but the colonel was still neatly dressed, and he began to struggle with the buttons of his shirt.

He is familiar with this shirt. After all, he is an emotionless washing machine.

But the shirt did not open up because of their friendship, and even became more difficult to understand because of the angle problem.

After solving the first one, he said to Lu Feng: "You solve it yourself."

——Just like what Lu Feng said to him sometimes.

Colonel Lu remained unmoved.

A few more hyphae climbed up.

The colonel condescended and slowly unbuttoned the second button for himself.

An Zhe continued to think.
To be continued...