Atypical Redemption [Fast Travel]

Chapter 109 The missing brother's boyfriend

Chapter 109 The missing brother’s boyfriend

Curtains cover the bedroom windows, keeping light out.

Lin Zhi was still fed food unconsciously. His stomach was soothed and his hunger subsided, but his eyelids were still unable to open due to tiredness.

The brain wanted to forcefully restart, but before the mind could wake up, it was entangled and sinking.

He has long been unable to analyze the current situation. After his sanity was crushed and crushed, there was no room for reorganization.

Sleep, food and scenery made up his entire life these days.

Lin Zhi subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was too much for him.

The wound on his back below the left shoulder had long since scabbed and fallen off, turning into a pale, barely visible scar, making it stand out in the mess created by the entanglement.

Intermittent intimacy, Jing Xun easily held the young man's two white and slender wrists with one hand, and kissed his reddish warm eyes.

The disassembled memories divided his life, and Jing Xun couldn't remember clearly. He persistently poured all his emotions, love and even anxiety on Lin Zhi.

Even if the clock is turned backwards, Lin Zhi is still by his side, which makes him extremely at ease.

I like it so much, I want to describe every moment of him, his intense and crazy emotions and obsession, until he dies in the chaotic memory.

The autumn wind blows the red maples, and the coldness penetrates into the bones.

The paint squeezed out from the drawing board is mixed with the brush and applied on the drawing paper with concentration and meticulousness.

Lin Zhi sat up from the bed, pressing his sore forehead. His body silently showed that it was overwhelmed, and Lin Zhi closed his eyes forcefully.

He recalled the key things and clicked his tongue a few times.

No wonder he was so crazy. He had forgotten it twice, but the first blow was far worse than the latter, and the second time seemed to be much shorter.

Lin Zhi had made this assumption before, but he never thought that it would actually happen. After all, this cannot be manipulated by him or Jing Xun, which is really a coincidence.

Although he helped him, thinking of Jing Xun's sad and painful appearance, Lin Zhi still couldn't help but feel pity.

Of course, this feeling of pity did not make the smile on his face any less.

After Lin Zhi calmed down, he asked the system in his mind: [What about others? 】

01, who had been watching cartoons on and off for several days, answered obediently: [Drawing in the living room. 】

Lin Zhi didn't ask again. After getting used to the feeling of overuse of his limbs, his body was dry and refreshing, so Lin Zhi just washed up.

Jing Xun was sitting with his back facing the bedroom, and he was very absorbed in painting.

He just put on a pair of trousers casually, and there were bloodstains on his broad back.

Lin Zhi lowered his head and looked at his fingers. The clean and round nails he had trimmed didn't seem to have the ability to scratch someone easily unless he applied very hard. If such a situation occurred, Jing Xun was responsible.

The afternoon sun shines in through the skylight and glass, and it is not dazzling. Because of the lead gray sky, it is even a bit cool to watch.

Even without getting close to Lin Zhi, he knew that Jing Xun was painting him. Although he didn't know what he was painting, Lin Zhi felt that he had already guessed about it.