boom

The door is closed to keep out the cold wind and ice.

The cold air from Qin Yuchi's body passed through the air and flowed to Lin Shu's face. It was a little cold, accompanied by a strong smell of cedar.

The light in the entrance was dim.

After Qin Yuchi coughed unconsciously, Lin Shu came to his senses and immediately let go of Qin Yuchi's wrist.

"The slippers are in the shoe cabinet. You can go barefoot. There is heating in the house, and the floor is very warm." Lin Shu unconsciously talked too much, and after he finished speaking, he felt that he was not cold enough, so he turned around and walked to the living room.

The screen of "Small Island Boys" was still on the screen, Lin Shu was taken aback, walked quickly to the sofa, and quickly changed to the New Year's Eve party.

Lin Shu bent his knees and sat down, keeping his back straight for a rare occasion.

Footsteps came from behind, Qin Yuchi approached gradually, and put the cake and presents on the coffee table.

"Mr. Lin, have you eaten your birthday cake today?" Qin Yuchi sat next to Lin Shu, with arms ten centimeters apart, neither far nor close.

His gaze fell on the projection screen. Lin Shu was not watching the party at all, but peeked at Qin Yuchi from the corner of his eye, and said calmly, "No."

It's not a lie, he just blew out the birthday candles today and didn't eat the cake.

Hearing this, Qin Yuchi stood up silently, untied the ribbon on the cake box, tied it into a knot and placed it on the other side.

The cake is very simple, only white cream is used to spread the surface, and some small patterns are carved on the edge with a spatula.

"Could you turn off the light first?" Qin Yuchi walked to the opposite side of the coffee table, put in a candle, and said while looking at Lin Shu.

"Yes." Lin Shu picked up the smart control panel, and turned off all the lights and projection screens.

The surroundings fell into darkness, only the dim street lamps shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the blurred outline of Qin Yuchi.

呲——

In the light of the fire, Qin Yuchi struck the matches given by the store and lit the candles one by one.

Same place, same event, different time.

Qin Yuchi did the same at that time, lighting the candles one by one, starting from twelve o'clock, even the order was exactly the same.

The difference is that at that time Qin Yuchi didn't say a word, he just stared at him, waiting for him to speak or lose his temper, like an emotionless puppet.

Lin Shu was unconsciously stuck in the memory, staring blankly at the present Qin Yuchi and smiling at him.

The candlelight was flickering, flickering, as if it was about to go out, illuminating Qin Yuchi's face flickering, very unreal.

An inexplicable sense of panic struck.

Will this be a dream come true?

Does such a beautiful scene really belong to him?

Is he really...qualified to have such a vivid Qin Yuchi?

Lin Shu suddenly felt unreal, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Qin Yuchi, to check whether the person in front of him was real or a false phantom.

"Mr. Lin, hurry up and make a wish. If you don't blow out the candles, today will be over soon." Qin Yuchi looked at his watch, and the hour hand had almost passed 12 o'clock.

After being reminded, Lin Shu came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, nodded and said, "Okay."

Lin Shu closed his eyes, and made his second wish today—hope that in this life, he and Qin Yuchi can have a happy ending, without conflicts, pain and threats.

When he opened his eyes, Lin Shu happened to meet Qin Yuchi's eyes, those eyes were bright and pure, just like when we first met, without any gloomy and dull eyes.

Memories and reality are constantly intertwined.

The panic in my heart is even worse.

Lin Shu didn't know what he was panicking about. He just felt like he was walking on a steel cable in a high-rise building without a rope around his waist, and he was blown tottering by the strong wind.

"One minute left, Mr. Lin, blow out the candle." Qin Yuchi waved his hand to remind him when he saw him in a daze.

Lin Shu reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, nodded, and blew out all the candles in one breath.

The green smoke spread out from the candle wick, drifted in the air meanderingly, and a little entered into the nostrils, which was really choking.

Lin Shu covered his mouth and nose, and couldn't help coughing lightly. Qin Yuchi heard his cough and quickly put away the candle.

Bad vision in the dark.

Qin Yuchi moved a little anxiously, as if his hand was scalded by the hot temperature of the candle wick, his palm froze for a moment, and then continued to pack the candles.

bang— bang—

The hour hand finally crossed 12 o'clock, and the colorful fireworks lit up outside the house.

The whole lake and mountains are illuminated by fireworks.

Colored light passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dispelling the gloom, and with the sound of fireworks, it illuminated Qin Yuchi's face again and again.

Lin Shu moved his gaze down slowly, and landed on Qin Yuchi's right hand with curled fingers, observing carefully in the colored light.

Qin Yuchi was obviously burned, why didn't he let out a little cry of pain?Why pretend nothing happened, or even cover up the wound?

The sense of panic made Lin Shu worry about gains and losses, and it also made him sharp.

All the details that he didn't bother to notice in the past have been discovered in this life.

Lin Shu stood up abruptly, and walked towards the shelf next to the projection screen in the dark.

"Mr. Lin, what's the matter with you?" Qin Yuchi was puzzled, followed Lin Shu and asked.

Lin Shu took the medicine box from the shelf, turned on all the lights in the living room, and walked back without saying a word.

"Spread your right hand." Lin Shu sat on the sofa and said coldly.

It stands to reason that Qin Yuchi should have fully respected his wishes in this life, but after listening to his words, Qin Yuchi not only did not let go of his fingers, but clenched them even tighter.

"Let go." Lin Shu said, staring closely at Qin Yuchi's eyes.

After a moment of silence, Qin Yuchi pursed his lips, and finally spread his fingers slowly, exposing the burn.

The tip of the index finger was reddened and swollen by the high-temperature candle wick. If it was not treated in time, the next step would be blisters.

Qin Yuchi didn't cry out for pain, Lin Shu could understand, but why did he pretend he wasn't burned?

Even if you want to show a strong spirit, you should not pretend that nothing happened and hide it secretly.

Lin Shu frowned, couldn't help but stare at Qin Yuchi, took out a tube of scalding ointment from the medicine box, squeezed most of the ointment into the palm of his hand, and rubbed it on the burnt area unskillfully.

Lin Shu never gave medicine to others, and others have always taken care of him.

He couldn't control the amount of ointment, so he naturally covered Qin Yuchi's right hand with sticky ointment, and even a few drops spilled out and landed on the coffee table.

The process of applying the medicine was too slow, Lin Shu felt more and more embarrassed, coughed lightly, and tightened the cap of the ointment.

In order to hide the embarrassment, Lin Shu asked in a cold voice, "Why didn't you tell me you were burned? Why did you hide it?"

Qin Yuchi froze for a moment, took out a tissue, and wiped off the ointment beyond his index finger and on the tea table.

"Sorry." Qin Yuchi was a little at a loss, and said with his eyes down.

What is there to apologize for?

Lin Shu was agitated, panicked and angry. He had the unreal sense of panic like a butterfly in a dream, but also was provoked by Qin Yuchi's inexplicable apology and wanted to lose his temper.

But the anger quickly dissipated, turning into a sense of emptiness and powerlessness.

Lin Shu felt that he had really failed in love and had no mature demeanor at all. He didn't understand what Qin Yuchi liked before, and he couldn't understand what Qin Yuchi was thinking now either.

Lin Shu suddenly felt tired, stood up and walked towards the stairs, "It's late, there is frost on the road, it's not safe to drive down the mountain. If you don't mind, you can stay here and rest. There are guest rooms on the second floor."

Qin Yuchi stood up after him, looked at Lin Shu's back, and soon felt tired and frustrated from his thin body.

My heart ached, and was a little flustered.

Qin Yuchi intuitively felt that if he didn't say anything, he would turn into the cold and violent pervert in his dream, which made Lin Shu even more sad.

"I didn't do it on purpose!" Qin Yuchi shouted subconsciously, incoherently speaking, "I don't know, I'm used to it! Just hold your breath for a minute and you'll be fine."

Hold your breath and bear the pain?

Lin Shu didn't know that Qin Yuchi had this habit at all, so he was so shocked that he stopped at the stairs.

"Why hold your breath?" Lin Shu turned his head and stared straight at Qin Yuchi.

Qin Yuchi was silent for a moment, then he let go under Lin Shu's domineering gaze, "Because it can calm me down."

Lin Shu was obviously puzzled, Qin Yuchi thought for a while, and explained with an example, "Just like... when I was on Koh Samui Island, I put Lin Yiyuan in the water to let him calm down, not toLet him die."

"Can you stop the pain if you calm down?" Lin Shu was even more astonished, and really didn't understand the logic of Qin Yuchi's rhetoric.

Qin Yuchi nodded and explained patiently: "Pain is just a negative psychological impulse. As long as you bury it in the sink and hold your breath a few times, the pain will disappear after you calm down."

Pain is a psychological impulse?!

It was the first time Lin Shu heard such absurd words, so he stared and asked, "Who told you that pain is a psychological impulse?!"

"My father... dear." Qin Yuchi didn't understand why Lin Shu was shocked, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Buried in the sink to cool off.

Buried in the sink...

No wonder Qin Yuchi used to always stay in the bathroom and lock the door.

He thought Qin Yuchi was avoiding him, so he listened to music in the bathroom to relax, and he lost his temper many times because of this.Qin Yuchi will change other habits eventually, but this has never changed.

The panic in my heart is even worse.

Lin Shu clenched the handrail of the stairs, keeping his voice steady, "Aside from the pain, when else would you do this?"

"I..." Afraid that Lin Shu was worried about himself, Qin Yuchi said, "It's just when I have negative emotions, Mr. Lin, I don't do this often, so don't worry."

Lin Shu gritted his teeth for a moment, and asked as if he knew the answer: "Then when you are calm, do you listen to music?"

Qin Yuchi widened his eyes slightly, and asked in surprise, "Why do you..."

Before the word "know" was uttered, Lin Shu interrupted and asked, "What song are you listening to? Tell me!"

""oxygen"."

When Lin Shu got the answer, his heart suddenly became quiet, neither panic nor panic, like a criminal who has been convicted in court and confessed his crime frankly.

Qin Yuchi didn't like to listen to "Oxygen".

Qin Yuchi hid in the bathroom, not listening to music to relax, but holding his breath to suppress the pain.

Qin Yuchi couldn't talk about pain or express negative emotions, that's why he held his breath like a log, and "Oxygen" was the evidence of the pain, and no one could understand it except Qin Yuchi himself.

He once complained that Qin Yuchi loved this song so much, why he listened to it all the time, he almost vomited.

He even set this song as Qin Yuchi's exclusive ringtone for incoming calls, to be an intruder and show off his power.

He...how dare?

Lin Shu shook his head unconsciously, and smiled sarcastically, laughing that he was really an inhuman bad guy, and walked upstairs on his own, staggering.

"Be careful!" Lin Shu's footsteps were unsteady, and he almost fell down the stairs. Qin Yuchi hurried forward to support Lin Shu's back.

The heat from Qin Yuchi's palm came from his back, and the heat pulled Lin Shu back from his trance.

"It's okay," Lin Shu breathed out, "There are make-up removers in the bathroom, go to bed early, don't be tired."

After finishing speaking, Lin Shu walked slowly towards the third floor holding the handrail for support.

"Mr. Lin, good night." Qin Yuchi seemed to feel his fatigue, and his tone was a little cautious.

Lin Shu forced a smile, and waved at Qin Yuchi, "Good night, have a good rest."

Fearing that Lin Shu would fall, Qin Yuchi escorted him to the third floor, then went downstairs to put the cake in the refrigerator, and then returned to the second floor to choose the room in Xiangyang.

The setting on the second floor was just like his dream, two guest rooms, a study, small bathroom and terrace, and a gym.

Qin Yuchi didn't go directly to the guest room, but went to the bathroom first to check whether the toiletries on the shelf had been opened.

Every makeup remover and skin care product is new, unopened, all of his commonly used brands, and there is even a niche essence from abroad.

Qin Yuchi unwrapped the package, convinced once again that Lin Shu, like him, would indeed have those dreams, otherwise it would be impossible to know this brand.

It seemed that the life assistant named Sheng Jing hadn't touched these things.

Qin Yuchi unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, afraid of disturbing Lin Shu, took a shower lightly, and fell into a dream with a smile on his face.

Downstairs, Qin Yuchi was extremely happy in the gentle countryside.

Lin Shu upstairs had many nightmares, waking up and falling asleep from time to time, extremely disturbed. Sometimes he dreamed that Qin Yuchi vomited blood, and sometimes he dreamed that Qin Yuchi went crazy and smashed the window with red eyes.

Cold sweat broke out all night, and when morning came, Lin Shu's throat became inflamed, and every time he swallowed, it hurt like a knife was being scraped.

Hum——

The phone by the bed vibrated.

Lin Shu was dizzy, feeling that his body was out of strength, so he got up slowly, touched the phone to answer the voice, "Hello? What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lin, are you up yet? I made breakfast." Qin Yuchi's gentle voice came from the receiver.

Qin Yuchi made him breakfast...?

Lin Shu was in a daze for a moment, wiped off the cold sweat from his head, and then remembered that he was reborn, and Qin Yuchi had not been forcibly persecuted by him.

After learning the horrifying truth yesterday, Lin Shu's emotions were almost crushed.

Fortunately, after waking up, the sense of panic in Lin Shu's heart subsided a little, and his rationality was on the line.

calm.

Nothing has happened yet, and he won't do those wrong things again.

Lin Shu kept taking deep breaths to calm down, put on his slippers, and walked downstairs in a nonchalant manner.

Qin Yuchi put on a bathrobe and stood at the dining table in good spirits.

The breakfast on the table is not complicated. Lin Shu has a cup of caramel latte and a sandwich, and Qin Yuchi has black coffee and American scrambled eggs.

Lin Shu smiled lightly and sat down, picked up the latte and put it in his mouth.

It stands to reason that he likes sweet things very much, but when the latte got into his throat, his throat hurt even more, and Lin Shu wanted to vomit.

Lin Shu took two sips, resisted the nausea, and asked Qin Yuchi, "What are your plans for today? Do you want to run the schedule?"

"I don't have a job, but I'm going to visit University B later. Ximo stayed up all night running data in the lab. I'll pick her up from school and go home by the way." Qin Yuchi replied.

Staying in the lab on New Year's Eve?This teacher is too inhuman.

Lin Shu pursed his lips, picked up the sandwich, and chewed it slowly, tasteless.Chewing and chewing, Lin Shu was still in a daze as he put a cold palm on his forehead.

"Mr. Lin, you have a fever!" Qin Yuchi withdrew his hand and rubbed his forehead to test the temperature.

fever?!

Why does he have to have a fever at such a time?

The sense of panic about the powerlessness of fate came again, Lin Shu shook his head and denied, "You're mistaken, I don't have a fever."

Qin Yuchi frowned slightly, very puzzled by Lin Shu's denial, walked to the shelf, and took out the temperature gun from the medicine box.

Taking advantage of Lin Shu's unpreparedness, Qin Yuchi put the temperature gun on Lin Shu's forehead, and lightly pressed the temperature measurement button.

39.5 degrees Celsius.

Qin Yuchi was taken aback by the body temperature, and quickly showed Lin Shu the temperature gun, "You really have a fever! Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Time seems to have gone wrong, and the picture in front of me begins to overlap with what happened in the past.

"Go and pick up Ximo." Lin Shu held the back of the chair tightly, trying to blend in with the chair, and said in a cold voice, "What's a fever? I'm not a dodder flower that needs to be taken care of, I'm not afraid at all!"

What is the relationship between fever and sickness and dodder?

Qin Yuchi suspected that Lin Shu had fainted from the high temperature, so he didn't argue with the patient too much, let alone broke Lin Shu's hands, and directly lifted them together with the chair.

After taking two steps, Lin Shu was restless and jumped off the chair, wanting to run elsewhere, but his legs were weak and he fell to the ground.

"Mr. Lin, I'm going to get my coat. Please sit still and stay still, okay?" Qin Yuchi picked up Lin Shu, put him on a chair, and said as if coaxing a child.

"I'm not going to the hospital, you go to pick up Ximo first." Lin Shu still stubbornly denied it, and was still panting because of the high fever.

Lin Shu was obviously not quite right.

Qin Yuchi sighed slightly, squatted down, looked at Lin Shu at the same level, and explained in a warm voice:

"Mr. Lin, there is no conflict between your going to the hospital and my picking up Ximo. I will drive to the laboratory first, and then send you to the medical school of University B. These two places are on the same road, one in front and one in the back, so they are on the same road."

Do not conflict?

Doesn't it conflict with him going to the hospital with a fever to pick up Qin Ximo?

Lin Shu suddenly stopped making trouble, became quiet, and sat on the chair in a daze.

If there was no conflict, why didn't Qin Yuchi say anything at that time?why not explain?

Lin Shu knew the answer.

Because he had a low fever at that time, he didn't need to go to the hospital at all. He just found an excuse to force Qin Yuchi to stay, and if Qin Yuchi didn't obey, he would threaten others.

And Qin Yuchi had long been accustomed to his arrogance, and obeyed his orders like a puppet, never resisting.

Lin Shu leaned on the chair in a daze, and let Qin Yuchi put on his coat, and then carried him to the passenger seat.

When the car started, Lin Shu came back to his senses, lowered his head, and looked at the windbreaker on his body.

This windbreaker belonged to Qin Yuchi, and there was still a strong scent of iris cedar on the clothes, but Qin Yuchi only wore a thin shirt and trousers.

"Why do you wear so little? Why don't you go to the cloakroom to get your coat?" Lin Shu swallowed hard.

Qin Yuchi looked straight ahead, raised his left eyebrow slightly where Lin Shu couldn't see, "Sorry, I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't consider this."

The one who was cold was Qin Yuchi himself. Why is this person apologizing?

Lin Shu sighed, put his hand into the windbreaker pocket to keep warm, but found two bottles of small things.

Lin Shu took out the two vials and asked suspiciously, "What are these?"

Qin Yuchi glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and replied, "Perfume essential oil."

Is the fragrance on Qin Yuchi's body due to essential oils?

Lin Shu opened a bottle at random, and was about to smell it, but was interrupted by Qin Yuchi: "Don't smell it, you don't like the smell."

"How do you know I don't like it?" Lin Shu refused to listen to Qin Yuchi's stop, and sniffed heavily.

A scent of eustoma enters the nostrils.

But this time, Lin Shu didn't vomit, but was a little dizzy from the scent of eustoma.

Qin Yuchi changed the fragrance because of his sentence "You have a disgusting smell"?

My heart suddenly softened.

Lin Shu recapped the bottle of essential oil, and explained to Qin Yuchi: "I didn't hate you at that time, I just didn't like the smell."

Hearing this, Qin Yuchi nodded, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Well, I know."

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Qin Yuchi: Shocked!I almost subconsciously went to the cloakroom to get my coat.