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However, Cen Si's middle finger slid directly from behind Jiang Shiye's earlobe, along the temporal bone mastoid line behind the ear, deep into the short black hair, and then slid down again.

Not groping, but rubbing.

Cold fingers, like the licking of a poisonous snake, the rope of the moonlight, wrapped Jiang Shiye so that the skin behind his ears was hot, and his heart was wrinkled, trembling and itchy again.Jiang Shiye could clearly feel how the middle finger was lifted up from behind the ear, and he lifted it in his heart, and raised it to his throat, higher, and mentioned the noise coming from his ears, the roar of cicadas, and the buzzing in his mind.He heard Cen Si's very soft and deep voice——

"Jiang Shiye, don't play with me."

In an instant, the pinnae of his ear turned red, so that when his ear was pinched with his thumb and index finger, what he heard was the sound of a broken heartstring.

Chapter 29 Verse. Chat History

"Ah, brother, you found the wrong one!"

Xiao Wang, who was sitting opposite Jiang Shiye, shouted, "It's not behind the ear, it's above the ear. Look at the picture again, don't just play around if you can't find it."

"Okay." Cen Si said, moved his fingers away from behind his ears, and then stuck his fingers up into his hair.

"Aye, give fourth brother a little reminder, let others play with your head." Xiao Wang continued to laugh.

"..."

Not to mention reminding, Jiang Shiye's heart is beating like a drum now, his ears are red like a stove, and his body is stiff to the point of no return.

It's hard to move your lips.

That's right, so what was Cen talking about just now?

Cen Si's voice was extremely low. If Jiang Shiye hadn't always had excellent hearing, he would have thought it was an auditory hallucination.

Tell me not to play with you?

Take a look, it's clear that you are playing with me!

Oh no, not playing.

So what the fuck are you doing?

Cen Si supported Jiang Shiye's head, and his thumbs roamed around in the back of his head like a boa constrictor patrolling its territory.

Neither out of sight nor unreasonable.

Jiang Shiye's hair, which he feels is very hard and tangled, leans softly between the fingers, and is submissive; Jiang Shiye's hair, which he feels is short and neat, can be easily curled around between the fingersEr, knead and massage along the same direction of hair rotation.

Every stroke is not heavy, but it is definitely not light, as if it can rub emotions into the scalp through the fingertips.So much so that Cen Si obviously couldn't find either Fu Bai or Xuantou, but Jiang Shiye felt that this person could find his dead spot.

In other words, he felt that his scalp was full of dead spots.

Otherwise, why, every time Cen Si presses it, it feels like an electric shock.

No wonder boys can't touch their heads.

A few minutes later, Jiang Shiye, who knew the truth, stood up suddenly, turned around, raised his head slightly and glared at the people behind him.

"Did you not find it right?" asked Xiao Wang behind him, and said to Xia Fei behind him, "Your positioning is very good, but the way of exerting force is wrong, it is too heavy."

Heavy as if to send me away.

"I'll teach the specific techniques tomorrow." Xiao Wang said, only then saw Xia Fei's expression was extremely ugly, and he bit his lip and looked at the person opposite the stone table.

And Jiang Shiye, who he was watching, was standing face to face with Cen Si across the small stone bench that he had just sat on.

"Am I sure?" Cen Si repeated Xiao Wang's question in a low voice with a smile on his face.

Jiang Shiye stared at him, he was annoyed by this man's slapstick operation.Wanting to speak, he quickly glanced at the cameras around him, then swallowed his words and stopped looking at him.

At five o'clock, when Cen Si and Xia Fei met with other guests under the arrangement of the program group, Jiang Shiye drew up Cen Si's dialog box on WeChat.

Ask directly:

"JSY: Did I mess with you?"

He's not stupid, Cen Si was in a bad mood after playing the game of "I have you, don't you".

But Cen Si might be doing a show and didn't reply to him.

Jiang Shiye stopped the phone screen on their dialog box and waited.

The only previous chat record was the meal transfer, but Cen Si didn't confiscate it, and replied a nervous emoji with a crooked smile.

Jiang Shiye felt annoyed by the expression on the dialog box, so he clicked on Cen Si's profile picture again.

Cen Si's WeChat profile picture is a Snoopy lying on his stomach - this person may like Snoopy very much, and the cup has the same style as the cup three years ago.

He clicked into the circle of friends, half a year can be seen, it is empty.

Jiang Shiye rested his fingers on the background of Cen Si's circle of friends.

He stared at it for a while, then clicked on his profile picture.

After comparing the two, Jiang Shiye's shoulders slumped for no reason.

The background of Cen Si's circle of friends is the concrete floor of the rainy road, without even a composition, only the rain is heavy, and there are small ripples in a mess.

In contrast, Jiang Shiye's WeChat profile picture is much more refined.

The colorful orange-purple urban neon light, mixed in the water, melted in his sight like paint.

Well, his profile picture and the background of Cen Si's circle of friends, coincidentally, are both rain scenes.

After a car accident, amnesia, and the phone was repaired, Jiang Shiye downloaded WeChat again, and the chat data was naturally gone, and there were not many contacts. According to his style, Moments did not post anything as usual.

Only this profile picture has changed from all black to rain.

Jiang Shiye is not a person who likes to change his avatar, and there is nothing he can change. Thinking that the doctor said that watching more of these past things can help restore his memory, he never cared about it.At this moment, he compared this avatar with the background of Cen Si's circle of friends, in fact...

Not at all.

One is the cement floor and the other is the street. Cen Si's mess is as ugly as a picture accidentally clicked by hand, Jiang Shiye is literary and Hong Kong style, and he can turn non-mainstream swearing into an online picture.

To say the same thing, probably the concrete road that Cen Si photographed looks the same as the corner of the road in Jiang Shiye's portrait——

But aren't all the roads in the country like this?

Normally, Jiang Shiye wouldn't think too much about it, but today Cen Si just said "drenched in a heavy rain", and then thought of his weird anger and "don't play with me", he was as clever as a wild brain.

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