The eyes of the two met in midair. Although no one spoke, it seemed that an invisible thing was gradually spreading in the air.
About four or five minutes later, Gayan, who was the first to recover, coughed dryly.
His thin lips pursed slightly, his eyes moved aside uncomfortably, and he said dryly: "That... that's... um..."
Gayang felt that he was finished.
He can't even think of a word now! Didn't know what to say at all.
But this state generally only appears when his life is in danger and he needs his brain to run extremely fast to find a way to save it. But the problem is that he is fine now, nothing happened.
Could it be that his embarrassment was too severe and his brain short circuited?
Gayan was a little distracted in his thoughts.
Jing Yi stared at Jia Yang in front of him, probably because Jia Yang was too distracted, at this time he didn't realize that he was currently naked.
Jing Yi's gaze gradually moved down from Jia Yang's face.
First it moved to the chest, and finally the gaze was fixed on the flexible and powerful lower abdomen.
Jing Yi's eyes gradually deepened.
Time passed slowly, and finally, after about ten minutes passed, Jiayang barely calmed down.
He looked at Jing Yi and said in a low voice: "I can explain to you what happened back then—"
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jing Yi.
Jing Yi stared at Jia Yang with deep eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ja Yang .
"
.
Just when Jia Yang was about to say something more, he found that Jing Yi suddenly raised his hand towards him.
This made Jia Yang's face change slightly.
All kinds of memories of the past when we first met flashed through my mind, and Jia Yang reflexively grabbed the hand that Jing Yi extended.
And with a 'click', it was cut off quickly and ruthlessly.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
The two looked at each other, and it seemed that there was no sound around them, except for the sound of each other's heartbeats.
After a few seconds, Jing Yi looked away. He calmly glanced at his broken arm by Gayan, then continued to raise his head to stare at Gayan.
Kayan was also stunned.
He looked at Jing Yi, his eyes seemed to be asking 'Why didn't you hide?
After a while, Jia Yang finally understood that he might have misunderstood Jing Yi .
Jing Yi didn't intend to attack him just now.
"Sorry, I thought you were going to beat me up." Gayan said.
Jing Yi didn't speak.
Jia Yang glanced at his dislocated arm, and then tentatively said, "Well, I'll take it back for you?"
Jing Yi still didn't speak.
The slender right arm was hanging slightly at this moment, looking extraordinarily pitiful and desolate.
After a long time, Jing Yi said: "Yes."
Jia Yang breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully held Jing Yi's hand, and then pushed it up and down, and then he took it back neatly.
There was another 'crack' sound in the middle.
An ordinary person would have screamed out in pain for such extreme pain, but Jing Yi only frowned slightly. In the next second, he returned to his previous look, as if it was just a small wound that didn't hurt.
After picking it up, Jiayang rubbed it for him guiltily.
Jing Yi looked at Jia Yang who was close to him, and then at his unaware naked body, his eyes became darker and darker.
"Are you alright?" Kayan asked.
"Hmm." Jing Yi's voice was low and hoarse.
Only then did Jia Yang sit back down again, he looked at Jing Yi, then straightened his face and was about to continue the unfinished explanation just now.
"Jing Yi, I'm sorry... I didn't intend to do that at the time." Jia Yang's eyelashes drooped slightly, his face mournful.
"Yeah." Jing Yi continued to look at Jia Yang's attractive collarbone and chest.
"But I did something wrong in the end, I'm sorry."
Jing Yi lightly raised his hand and touched Jia Yang's collarbone.
"I... eh? What the hell are you doing?!" Jia Yang, who was still depressed, finally came to his senses after Jing Yi's more and more excessive actions.
"You fucking pinched my chest..." Jia Yang just said those words, and suddenly realized how he touched him while he was wearing clothes.
Then I looked at him again and realized that I was naked at this time!
Jia Yang's expression changed instantly.
Then Jiayang directly grabbed the quilt under him and covered himself. His face turned white, blue, and purple, like a palette. But the tips of his ears were extremely red, like red peppers.
Gayan would never have reacted like this before.
He didn't really pay much attention to it. Men and men, it's okay even if you take off your clothes.
After all, I have everything you have.
But after being suppressed for several worlds, Jia Yang's mood was successfully reversed by the hero.
He understands that in front of the same sex, sometimes he needs to pay attention.
Jing Yi looked at Jia Yang who was buried in the quilt, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Jia Yang also seemed to feel that this posture was a bit inappropriate, as if he was a good woman who was bullied.
So Jia Yang subconsciously pulled back the quilt to express that he didn't care, but seeing Jing Yi looking straight at him, he finally chose to cover the quilt, and gritted his teeth: "Give me clothes."
Jing Yi said: "No need."
"Why?"
"It will take off after a while." "
..."
Jia Yang's face was instantly ugly as if he had been struck by lightning, and he scolded: "You fucking——"
Jing Yi Yi looked at Jia Yang: "Don't swear."
"..."
For a moment, Jia Yang flashed across the idea of whether the system had found the wrong host.
Obviously the male protagonist is more suitable for it.
Jing Yi stared at Jia Yang in the quilt, and then said: "What did you want to explain just now? Go on."
Jia Yang paused and was about to get out of the quilt.
But he is not wearing anything now, and it is embarrassing to come out.
But it feels weird to say it in the quilt.
So Kayan fell silent.
Jing Yi seemed to have sensed Jia Yang's emotions, he slowly loosened the clothes he had just put on, and then said, "Is this okay?" Both of them
were completely naked at this time.
The corner of Jiayang's mouth twitched, which felt even more fucking strange.
Jing Yi bullied himself and pressed towards him.
Jiayang felt the huge oppression, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.
He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but was held back by Jing Yi.
Jing Yi looked down at Jia Yang and said, "Don't move, Jia Yang."
Jia Yang's thin lips were slightly pursed, but he really didn't move.
Jing Yi lowered his head and kissed Jia Yang's pale lips. He likes Gayan here very much, it's almost not like his extremely flamboyant character.
He wanted to kiss him for a long time.
very long.
Jing Yi bit the soft light-colored thin lips, which were softer than he imagined, which made Jing Yi's eyes darker and darker.
Just when Jing Yi was about to continue, Jia Yang stopped him, and whispered: "Jing Yi, I'm sorry for what happened back then."
Jing Yi: "Yes."
"I didn't want to appear in front of you, but I I still want to take one last look at you and say sorry to you." Jia Yang looked into Jing Yi's dark and deep eyes and said in a low voice.
Jing Yi paused slightly.
He let go of Gayan slowly, then sat up, looking him straight in the eyes and beckoning him to continue. Seeing that Jing Yi was really attracted by his words, Jia Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, my life is not long."
Jing Yi squinted his eyes.
Jia Yang glanced at him and continued: "That's why I want to take a last look at you and apologize to you." "The
last time?" Jing Yi read these words.
"Yes." Jia Yang's eyes drooped slightly: "There are about three months to live."
Jing Yi's fingers moved slightly.
Jia Yang suddenly thought of something, and he quickly said: "You must not try to save me, you may not know that every minute of my life is in pain." Jing Yi looked at Jia Yang: "I use my spiritual
power to give Check it out."
"No, this kind of disease can't be detected with mental strength, it's a strange disease." Gayan sighed.
"Let the doctor treat it for you."
"The doctor can't cure it either. This is my obsession caused by a problem with my ability."
Jing Yi stopped talking, and stared at Jia Yang carefully.
Jia Yang coughed dryly, and said: "Anyway, this is a terminal illness. I didn't want to appear in front of you to make you more painful. Who would have thought that you would recognize me. How did you recognize me?
" Yang was genuinely curious.
How on earth did he pull himself out from a group of weeds?
Jing Yi said softly: "The frequency with which you are blown by the wind is one second behind other grasses."
"..."
"So, you have three months left, right?" "
Yes." Jia Yang returned to Shinto.
"Okay." Jing Yi nodded.
Seeing Jing Yi so calm, Jia Yang suddenly felt hairy all over.
Because every time when the male protagonist is like this, it is usually when he is the most unlucky.
So Jia Yang hurriedly said: "Well, I just want to die peacefully. In this dark and apocalyptic world, being alive is no different from walking dead. Jing Yi, don't try to save me.
" It is best for me to transfer my soul to something else." "
Of course don't die with me, it will make me feel more guilty."
Jia Yang said several times in a row, all of which were Every time he was about to die, all the flirty operations the male lead did to him.
After feeling that there was nothing to add, Jia Yang raised his head and looked at Jing Yi again, his eyes were slightly tense.
Jing Yi's expression was calm, as if Jia Yang's words hadn't affected him in any way.
Seeing Jia Yang looking at him, Jing Yi said, "Have you finished?" "
...It's finished."
"Three months, right?"
Jia Yang shook his fingers and said, "Yes, when the time comes, I think Find a place to die by yourself, and I hope you can grant my last wish."
"Okay."
Gayan's tense nerves relaxed slightly.
This is Gayan's ultimate goal, and he intends to say so directly.
Firstly, the short time allowed Jing Yi not to feel too deeply attached to him, and three months also allowed him to vent his feelings of being betrayed at the beginning.
After three months, he faked his death and left, so that the hero's obsession with him might be eliminated a little.
It's better than any accident ten years later.
Just when the atmosphere created by Jia Yang was a little sad, at this time, Jing Yi spoke.
He said calmly: "Can we continue to go to bed now?"