Chapter 84 It is better for us to start over (twelve)

"Is he really your little uncle?"

Xia Zhixu lifted his collar to the discipline committee at the school gate, revealing his badge, and said helplessly, "My great-grandfather has an old man, my uncle, who is about the same age as my father. In terms of seniority, I really have to call him uncle."

Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing, and Xia Zhixu hurriedly explained, "He was born in winter, and I'm half a year older than him."

"Don't you have a miserable New Year's Eve?"

"That's right." Xia Zhixu frowned, "I have to say New Year's greetings to him every New Year, and the adults like to tease me." Xia Zhixu imitated the expression of the seventh aunt and eight aunts, "Hurry up and shout Uncle, say Happy New Year to my uncle, or I won't give you the lucky money."

Xu Qichen laughed even more happily, Xia Zhixu sighed, "We have been bullied by him since we were young."

"us?"

"He, I, and Chen Fang are all from elementary school. Xia Xiqing relied on his good looks and pretended to be garlic in front of adults, so Chen Fang was bullied by him every day, and no one believed him when he complained to the teacher."

Xia Zhixu couldn't help laughing, "I remember when I was in the third grade of elementary school, Chen Fang secretly used his oil painting stick and made a mess. Xia Xiqing was very revengeful and didn't say anything at that time. Then one day on a lunch break, while Chen Fang was sleeping, he filled his stationery box with the little earthworms he dug, about a dozen of them."

Xia Zhixu's eyebrows were curved, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, "I heard that he waited a full week to catch earthworms on a rainy day."

"Chen Fang is so miserable." As Xu Qichen went up the stairs, he imagined the scene at that time in his mind.

"Yes," Xia Zhixu smiled, "and since childhood, the little girl that Chen Fang liked either liked Xia Xiqing, or liked..."

He suddenly stopped talking. Xu Qichen, who was walking in front, turned his head, the height difference between the first steps made the eyes of the two people parallel.

"Who do you like?"

Whenever these amber eyes stared at him, there was always a foggy feeling that he couldn't see the focus, and Xia Zhixu's pupils flickered.

"No one." Xia Zhixu took a step forward and walked to Xu Qichen's side, "Anyway, that unlucky bastard was afraid of Xia Xiqing since he was a child, and Xia Xiqing could draw again. When he was a child, he often drew some disgusting and terrifying things to scare him."

Xu Qichen said with a smile, "It turns out that Chen Fang's courage is so small."

The two walked to the fourth floor, Xia Zhixu had to turn into the classroom, he suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "It's going to be a vacation, do you have any plans for the summer vacation?"

"Well...it should be sleeping at home and reading." Xu Qichen yawned slightly, "I haven't been getting enough sleep lately, and sometimes I feel sleepy in class."

Xia Zhixu stared blankly at Xu Qichen's dazed appearance after yawning, and was stunned.

so cute.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Xia Zhixu reacted. The word cute would not be used to describe a boy at all. He turned around, "I'm in the classroom." After speaking, he walked quickly into the classroom.

Weird. Xu Qichen yawned again and walked to the fifth floor by himself. As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Xia Xiqing lying there sleeping.

Speaking of which, they both love to sleep. Xu Qichen thought to himself that he would not have been infected by them.

When he walked to the seat, Xu Qichen patted him on the shoulder, Xia Xiqing raised his head, a piece of paper was stuck on his face, he took off the paper in a daze, and made room for Xu Qichen.

"You're here so early." Xu Qichen took out a carton of pure milk on the side of his schoolbag, inserted a straw into it and brought it to his mouth.

Xia Xiqing stood up and stretched, "I didn't go back." He took a piece of paper from his drawer and handed it to Xu Qichen.

Xu Qichen took the piece of paper slowly, turned it over and saw that it was actually a watercolor painting with a light color, on which was a picture of a man sitting by the window and looking down at a book.

He read it carefully several times, "This person..."

"It's you." Xia Xiqing poured water on himself and screwed the lid on, "It's for you."

This is the first time Xu Qichen has received a painting from someone else. He is a little happy, but he is a little puzzled, "Why do you want to paint me?"

"Why, I like you."

Xu Qichen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened when he looked at him. Xia Xiqing saw that he was so serious, and he laughed so hard that he succeeded in a prank, "Just kidding. I don't like you like this."

"I had nothing to do in the classroom at noon, so I drew a picture."

Although he humbly added the word "successfully", this painting is really beautiful, with delicate brushstrokes and soft colors, and even the light and shadow are just right, as if he saw himself sitting here and drew it with his own eyes .

"Thank you." Xu Qichen carefully put the gift into his book, "But you are so serious, you even use watercolor to color it."

"Because you're good at watercolor."

Xu Qichen looked at Xia Xiqing, the other party took out a math study book from the drawer, and explained without raising his head, "Different people have different temperaments, if you want to highlight a person's style on the drawing paper, you need to use Different expression techniques. Your temperament is like water, light and comfortable, so using watercolor is the most suitable.”

Although he didn't know much about painting, this theory made him feel very interesting. A bright smile suddenly appeared in his mind. Xu Qichen asked hesitantly, "What about Xia Zhixu?"

"You said my nephew." Xia Xiqing got excited when he mentioned this, and his eyes curled with laughter. He didn't even think about answering directly, "He can just sketch."

"sketch?"

"Well, his color is already strong enough, and I can't draw it with any color. The facial features are three-dimensional and the proportions are accurate, which is most suitable for pencil sketching."

Hearing Xia Xiqing's words, Xu Qichen's mouth curled up involuntarily.

Yes, if everyone is naturally a painting, then Xia Zhixu must be the one with the fullest and warmest colors.

After the second class in the afternoon, it was eye exercises. Xu Qichen was so sleepy that he had already slept at the same table for half of the political class. He finally couldn't stand it anymore. As soon as the bell rang, he put on his school uniform jacket and fell on the table.

In summer, the air-conditioned classrooms, cool school uniforms, the combination of these conditions equals a super comfortable sleep.

Xia Zhixu, who was doing eye exercises in the classroom, was called out by the math teacher, "Help me carry this to Class 7."

Originally Xia Zhixu was reluctant to run errands, but when he thought that Class 7 and Class 4 were both on the fifth floor, he happily agreed.

Class 13 is on the far left of the fourth floor, near the stairway, Class 4 is the second to last on the right of the fifth floor, and Class 7 is in the middle of the fifth floor, which is closer to the stairway on the left. Xia Zhixu hugged a thick stack of books and deliberately walked to the far right of the fourth floor, and then went up the stairs on the right to the fifth floor, so that he could pass class 4 and see what Xu Qichen was doing now.

The weather in June was already very hot, the air conditioner was turned on in every class, and the doors and windows were closed tightly. When he passed the gate of class 4, Xia Zhixu's pace slowed down, but the frequency of his heartbeat increased little by little. high.

He pursed his lips and pretended to be passing by unintentionally. He glanced at the second window, only to find that Xu Qichen was lying on the table sleeping soundly.

Although he was a little disappointed, Xu Qichen's profile was facing out the window, and the sunlight shone through the glass on his face, outlining the shape of the small fluff on his face. His chin and mouth were tucked into the collar of his school uniform, and his arms were pressed under his profile, looking like a well-behaved little rabbit kept in a glass window.

Seeing a carton of milk next to his head, and a straw that was bitten flat, it seemed that he had not finished drinking it.

It will be knocked over as soon as you reach out.

Xia Zhixu thought about it, and in his mind he had imagined how Xu Qichen would wake up after accidentally knocking over the milk carton.

White liquid dripped down his dark brown hair.

Confused and confused.

What are you thinking! The righteous little man in Xia Zhixu's mind quickly popped up, waving his little hand to break up those strange images.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a few girls in Class 4 looking at him. Xia Zhixu was a little embarrassed and walked towards Class 7 with the workbook in his hand.

Handing over the math homework to the math class representative of Class 7, Xia Zhixu went downstairs and happened to meet Chen Fang who came out of the toilet. The two stood in the corridor chatting for a while, and within a few minutes, they heard the health committee inside. shouting his name.

Xia Zhixu stood at the door of the classroom: "What's the matter, my general health committee?"

"You're on duty today, and you didn't mop the floor." The health commissioner walked up to him with the mop and handed it to him, "Go wash the mop."

Xia Zhixu deliberately let out a long sigh, "I know—dao—la—"

Chen Fang, who was leaning against the corridor, reminded, "The faucet in the bathroom on our floor is broken, and the ground is full of water. Go to the third or fifth floor to wash."

"Good." Xia Zhixu carried the mop and went up to the fifth floor habitually. He walked to the bathroom at the end. When he looked up, he saw a thin figure standing in front of the faucet in the bathroom. Head stuck under the faucet.

"Hey! You'll catch a cold!" Xia Zhixu strode forward, grabbed Xu Qichen's shoulder, and dragged him over to face him.

Xu Qichen raised his head and saw that it was Xia Zhixu, the trance on his face lessened a bit. His hair and half of his face were covered in milk, and his cheeks were flushed. The white liquid flowed down his hair, and there were several long traces on his fair face, his forehead, eyelids, cheeks, and the corners of his mouth, all the way down.

On the tip of his chin there was a small drop of milk that could not be dropped.

Xu Qichen said in a daze, "I accidentally spilled the milk."

How could Xia Zhixu imagine that after seeing his sleeping face, his random thoughts came true.

puff.

Couldn't hold back.

Letting go of the hand holding him, Xia Zhixu burst into laughter.

Xu Qichen was still a little dazed, ignored his mockery, walked to the faucet on his own, and poured water on his soiled hair with both hands. His hair and face were okay, his school uniform shirt was also full of milk stains. had to pour water on clothes little by little in an attempt to reduce the traces of milk.

Xia Zhixu was washing the mop beside him, and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The wet white shirt became transparent, revealing the shape of the boy's chest.

His lips suddenly became dry, and he couldn't help but want to lick it.

"Xu Qichen, wait for me." Xia Zhixu suddenly put the mop in his hand into his, "Don't go away, just wait for me here, I'll be right back." After speaking, he left the bathroom , went to the men's toilet next door.

Inexplicably stuck with a mop, Xu Qichen looked at the wet and dripping mop head, and then looked at himself, which was dripping with water, his mind was still dizzy.

After a while, Xia Zhixu came out. He handed the white shirt in his hand to Xu Qichen, "Go and put this on." Seeing Xu Qichen not picking up the clothes in a daze, Xia Zhixu approached and forced the clothes on. Stuffed it to him, "You can't wear this on you."

Xu Qichen looked up at him, Xia Zhixu was wearing a school uniform jacket, but when he lowered his head just now, he couldn't see the collar of his shirt from the collar, he saw his collarbone directly.

He was wearing nothing inside.

Realizing this, Xu Qichen suddenly woke up, and his whole body was a little uncomfortable. The summer light was projected from the glass window of the bathroom, shining on his earlobe, and burning panic.

He clutched the shirt in his hand and was reluctant to wear it, "It's very hot, wearing a coat will..."

"It doesn't matter, the air conditioner is always on, I think it's cold." Xia Zhixu urged with a smile, "Go to the toilet and change it."

After he finished speaking, he took his mop back from Xu Qichen's hand, and left the bathroom quickly, as if he was afraid that he would be late, Xu Qichen would catch up and return the shirt to him. Xia Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the door of the classroom and looked back to see that there was no one else behind.

"It took a century to wash the mop." Chen Fang, who was sitting in the classroom, joked, "As expected of the young master."

Xia Zhixu rolled his eyes at him and felt that the classroom was extremely hot. He grabbed the collar and fanned it, frowning and asked, "Who turned off the air conditioner, wasn't it still on just now?"

"Don't mention it, the new class leader came just now, saying that we all wore coats to blow air conditioners, wasting national resources, and forcibly closed it for us, saying that we were not allowed to open it."

It's so desperate.

"Zhi Xu, hurry up and mop the floor, we will have class later."

Xia Zhi Xusheng, who could only wear a school uniform and jacket without the air conditioner, mopped the floor reluctantly and sat back in his seat.

So hot.

He rolled up the two sleeves of his school uniform jacket, unscrewed the water bottle and took a gulp.

Seeing him still wearing a coat at the same table, he couldn't help but say, "Hey, Xia Zhixu, aren't you hot?"

No wonder it's not hot.

"Well, not hot."

"Really? I'm dying of heat."

me too……

"I have a cold, I'm afraid of the cold."

"But it's June."

"Write your homework now, it's so noisy."

Finally made it to the last class in the afternoon, the classmates in the classroom rushed out, and Xia Zhixu also went to the cafeteria with Chen Fang. The two made dishes and served plates. Chen Fang kept chatting about his holiday arrangements in his ear. Xia Zhixu listened one after another, and looked at the empty seats around him, but accidentally I saw two familiar figures.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Chen Fang followed Xia Zhixu's direction and saw the two people, "No, you want to eat with Xia Xiqing..." No way, no longer willing, Chen Fang Still following behind Xia Zhixu.

Xia Zhixu was holding the plate, feeling gloomy, as if he had been punched.

After such a long journey, Xu Qichen didn't even look up for a moment.

Even if he looked up, he could see himself walking towards him.

I don't know what joke that guy Xia Xiqing told Xu Qichen, Xu Qichen bit his chopsticks and was fascinated, his eyes were full of smiles.

Xia Zhixu's eyes were so dazzling that he even twisted his stomach.

Ruthless guy.

While listening to Xia Xiqing vividly talking about Xia Zhixu's childhood, with a bang, Xu Qichen raised his head in fright and saw that there was an extra plate in the vacant seat beside him, and the table continued to vibrate from the plate that was dropped just now, so he raised his head. , saw Xia Zhixu with a pale face.

"You, you are here."

Xia Zhixu found that the opening remarks Xu Qichen said to him after being divided into classes was always this sentence.

"Why, the cafeteria is so big, can't I come?"

This was the first time Xu Qichen heard Xia Zhixu speak in such a tone of voice. He was startled and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Chen Fang, who was left behind, could only bite the bullet and sit next to Xia Xiqing, Xia Xiqing put a bean in his mouth and laughed, "Who is this who poured poison on my eldest nephew, tell me to make my uncle laugh. happy."

"Fuck off."

Xia Xiqing smiled dignifiedly, "Be reasonable, I will occupy this seat first, and I shouldn't be the one who wants to get out."

Chen Fang looked at Xia Zhixu, whose face became more and more ugly, and immediately came out to smooth things out, "Aiya, stop arguing when you eat and eat."

"Yes, eat~eat~" Xia Xiqing saw that Xu Qichen didn't speak, and took a chicken wing from his bowl and put it in his bowl, "Eat more, I'll see how thin you are."

With a strangely intimate tone, Xu Qichen glanced at Xia Xiqing suspiciously, "This..." Before he could clip it back to him, the poor chicken wing was clipped by Xia Zhixu, who was sitting beside him, and threw it back to Xia Xiqing's dinner plate. He said, "He doesn't eat chicken wings." After speaking, he gave Xu Qichen all the sweet and sour tenderloin in his bowl, "Eat this, I'll give it to you."

Xu Qichen looked at the dishes on his plate in confusion, and felt that everyone around him was strange, and he didn't know what was wrong.

Xia Xiqing was skinless and faceless. He stretched out his hand and took a chopstick of sweet and sour pork loin from Xu Qichen's plate. He put it into his mouth despite Xia Zhixu's stop, and deliberately chewed it for him.

"Why are you so shameless?" Xia Zhixu looked at Xia Xiqing with a frown.

Xia Xiqing swallowed the food in his mouth and frowned, "Hey, it's sour, it's so sour, how much vinegar is in it. Chenchen, don't eat it."

Chen Chen?

Chen Chen? ? ?

When did you two become so close.

Xia Zhixu's eyes were burning with fire, and he wished he could lift the table now. Xia Xiqing held back his laughter until his stomach hurt, and he cried out several times, "Chenchen, hurry up and eat, my stomach is so uncomfortable, you accompany me to the infirmary after eating."

"Um."

Um?

Um? ?

Xia Zhixu's mentality has completely collapsed. He is such a big living person sitting next to him, do you think he is dead? Why does it seem like can't see him.

Chen Fang, who had been watching the battle carefully, suddenly saw the badge of Xu Qichen's shirt half-covered under the collar, with the word Xia written on the exposed part.

Why Xia... Shouldn't it be Xu Qichen?

He was a little puzzled and couldn't help but asked, "Xu Qichen, you, the shirt you are wearing is from Xia Xiqing?"

boom!

The small volcano in Xia Zhixu's heart finally erupted.

"It's mine, the shirt is mine!"

The chopsticks in the hands of the other three people on the table stopped.

The atmosphere became extremely awkward for a while.

After a while, Xia Xiqing burst out laughing, and the whole person leaned back, Chen Fang looked confused, and Xu Qichen lowered his head and silently ate a shredded carrot without saying a word.

Seeing that Xu Qichen didn't say anything, Xia Zhixu felt angry and stuffy, so he simply stopped eating and stood up with a plate in his hand. Seeing that he was leaving, Xu Qichen was about to stop him, but the other party was angrily. left the restaurant.

Xia Xiqing laughed until tears came out, "It turns out that the real body of our smirking little prince is a puffer fish, it's so interesting hahaha."

Xu Qichen lowered his head and opened the collar of his shirt, only to realize that he was in a hurry to change his clothes and forgot to change his nameplate. He tugged at the collar and covered the small nameplate. Xia Xiqing didn't ask him why he was wearing Xia Zhixu's clothes, and Xu Qichen didn't mention it. After eating, Xu Qichen bought a rice ball from the restaurant and put it in his pocket. The two walked to the fourth floor together. His footsteps paused and he was still hesitating.

Xia Xiqing put both hands in his pockets, leaning against the handrail of the stairs and said lazily, "Go if you want."

Xu Qichen looked back at Xia Xiqing, and felt that he was so scary, that he had seen through all his thoughts.

"No, I bought it for myself." After speaking, Xu Qichen went straight to the fifth floor, Xia Xiqing followed behind, sighed deliberately for a long time, and then laughed again.

The air conditioner was finally turned on during the evening self-study. Xia Zhixu kept his head sullen and continued to solve the problem, without raising his head for a minute, and the tablemate felt terrifying when he saw it, "Hey, you have to combine work and rest, Xueba. ."

Xia Zhixu ignored him, as long as he was free now, his mind was full of images of Xia Xiqing teasing Xu Qichen.

He didn't even take Xu Qichen's shoulder casually.

I have never called him a more intimate address than [Xu Qichen].

The more think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. This kind of discomfort is a strange and terrifying emotion for Xia Zhixu. It is above his control and can swallow his sanity in an instant and make him become A very annoying and irritable person.

Why is this happening?

Xia Zhixu thought of Xia Xiqing coming to his house during the Chinese New Year and insisting on robbing him of a newly bought robot. At that time, he was also very angry, but he was only angry, and he did not feel as sad as he is now.

He stared silently at the half-calculated question on the scratch paper, the messy algebraic symbols on it jumped in front of his eyes, turning into tiny dots of light, and finally turned into a faint smile of Xu Qichen.

Yes, the robot won't smile at Xia Xiqing, but he will.

Why does he laugh at others?

If only I could just smile at myself for the rest of my life.

Xia Zhixu was suddenly taken aback by his own thoughts, especially the three words of a lifetime, he never thought to associate whose name with his [lifetime], it was so strange.

Until the end of the evening self-study, Xia Zhixu couldn't figure out what happened to him.

As soon as he left the door of the classroom, he saw Xu Qichen standing at the corner of the stairs. He leaned against the wall with his schoolbag on his back, and when he saw Xia Zhixu, his eyes lit up, he opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Xia Zhixu was also hesitant to say anything. In just ten seconds, a lot of opening remarks appeared in his mind, and they were crossed out by him again, and he only whispered, "Let's go."

The two went downstairs one after the other, and the students walking by were discussing various topics, most of which were about the upcoming vacation. This was originally something Xia Zhixu wanted to discuss with Xu Qichen for a long time. But now he can't speak.

Just looking at him makes me feel like a stone is stuck in my heart.

But if I can't see him, I feel like I'm blocked for two, no, ten.

Xia Zhixu felt sad. Could it be that Xu Qichen didn't speak if he didn't speak? Why do you have something to talk about when you are with Xia Xiqing, and you can laugh so freely?

I just blamed Xu Qichen in my mind, and soon began to refute myself, how could I think of him like this? Who he wants to be friends with is his own business.

Why do you ask yourself.

Who has the right to be angry?

Bored.

Why is it so hard to make friends.

Xu Qichen followed behind Xia Zhixu and didn't know how to speak. He put his hand in the jacket of his school uniform and clutched the cold rice ball. He didn't have the courage to speak until he got to the bus stop.

Thinking of how Xia Zhixu was angry today, he felt puzzled and puzzled.

In his eyes, Xia Zhixu had never lost his temper.

The bus after evening self-study was always crowded. Xu Qichen, who got on the bus one step later than Xia Zhixu, was pushed behind by several students, and there were several people between them. The car started staggeringly, and after two stops, the students gradually got off the car, and the seat between the two was empty.

Xu Qichen wanted to walk to Xia Zhixu's side while he was leaning on the station, but the driver restarted the car just after taking a step. in a warm embrace.

Seeing Xu Qichen fall over, Xia Zhixu's heart jumped twice, and before he could react, he took two steps forward to catch him, holding him tightly.

Xu Qichen's body exuded a faint smell of milk, probably because of the milk spilled on his body during the day, his head rested on Xia Zhixu's chest, making his heart even more uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry..." Xu Qichen's voice was muffled, he supported Xia Zhixu's arm to stand firm, and then left his embrace.

"Grab this." Xia Zhixu held his wrist and brought him to a pillar next to him.

Xu Qichen wrapped his arms around the pillar, first looked up at Xia Zhixu, then took the rice ball out of his pocket without saying a word.

He wanted to unpack the outer packaging for Xia Zhixu to eat, but he was not very good at unpacking rice balls. After others unpacked them, there was a complete rice ball wrapped in seaweed, but when he opened it, the rice balls were all scattered.

Seeing this "rice ball" where the rice is rice and seaweed is seaweed, Xu Qichen was full of frustration and wanted to look up at Xia Zhixu, but found that the other party was looking at him.

"Is this for me?"

"Ah..." Xu Qichen casually wrapped the plastic wrap, "Don't eat it, it's cold and scattered..."

Xia Zhixu held the ring with one hand, while the other hand grabbed the shapeless rice ball from his hand and took a bite, "I'm starving to death, thank you."

After a rice ball was eaten, the two of them also arrived at the station.

The street lamp stretched Xia Zhixu's shadow so long, Xu Qichen stepped on the shadow one after another, from his head to the soles of his feet, until he stood beside him, he finally couldn't help asking "Why are you angry today?"

"I'm not angry." Xia Zhixu bluntly denied.

"You're angry." Xu Qichen's rebuttal tone was as flat as a general statement, and he threw another question, "Xia Xiqing is a good person, why are you..."

"He is not good."

I don't allow you to say goodbye to him.

"...But I think he is very good, just like I think Chen Fang is also very good." Xu Qichen explained.

Xia Zhixu finally stopped and turned around, "So, do you think he's fine, just like you think I'm fine?"

Xu Qichen was stunned.

He didn't expect the question to be replaced by this equivalent in the end.

Of course the answer was different, he knew very well. But if he told the truth, what kind of questions would Xia Zhixu ask?

So he chose to avoid it, just not wanting to expose his guilty conscience.

"I changed your clothes before get out of class." Xu Qichen unzipped his schoolbag. The folded clothes were a little wrinkled. He took them out and handed them to Xia Zhixu, "Thank you, I'm leaving."

It was as if he had suffered a serious illness. He was groggy, and his internal organs were all twisted together. Xia Zhixu shuffled back home. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed with his schoolbag and the shirt on the side of the bed. He stretched out his hand. , and came across the nameplate of the shirt.

In the summer night, the air was filled with an unnamed floral fragrance, which made people dizzy. Xia Zhixu lay on his side on the bed, staring blankly at the white shirt he should have taken out and put in the washing machine. , After a long time, he picked it up and covered his face.

The milky scent was mixed with a very faint scent, which was about the smell of shower gel on his body. It was so sweet that Xia Zhixu was flustered, as if he had been caught in some kind of worm. His heartbeat was getting faster and faster. about to suffocate.

The light in the room shone through his white shirt and blinded him.

He was so ill that hallucinations began to appear before his eyes. In the bathroom in the afternoon, the milk-soaked face, the wet hair sticking to the cheeks, the translucent shirt, and the faintly revealing left breast.

That night, Xia Zhixu was with this white shirt.

Created a dream that can't be told to anyone.