TPPCGEMNT Chapter 22: Run

Yan Ci looked at him with his ink-black eyes, deep and unfathomable. He spoke slowly after a moment.

"It's okay, you go to sleep."

He was pale, with some unclear red marks on his wrist. He pursed his thin lips tightly, staring at him for a while, then moved his eyes away with difficulty. He got up to go to the bathroom.

Xia Zhinian's amber eyes were warm and clear under the night light. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to get out of bed and follow him.

The protagonist shou had helped him deal with a bunch of thugs. He couldn't just ignore him.

But as soon as he stretched his legs out of the bed, Yan Ci's voice suddenly rang out, low and hoarse.

"Get back in bed."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Yan Ci stopped, his eyes cold, his usual gentle expression gone. There was something suppressed in his gaze, as if he was restraining himself. He glanced at him coldly and looked away. His voice was indifferent, with a hint of heaviness.

"Classmate Xia, if you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, you'd better go back to bed and sleep now."

Yan Ci didn't look at him again. He stepped into the bathroom, his neck sweating, his arms tense, his muscles smooth and sharp.

...He looked very dangerous.

Xia Zhinian frowned, not sure what was wrong with the protagonist shou.

Yan Ci closed the bathroom door behind him, locked it with a click, and looked at his unhappy face in the mirror.

The slender and fair youth disappeared from his sight, but the pain, itchiness and desire that surged in him did not. It felt like there were bugs biting under his skin, or like he was soaked in ice water, cold to the bone, craving to touch something warm.

It came suddenly and fiercely.

The more he couldn't get it, the more restless and eager he became. The irritation in his heart kept rising.

He had brought him back, thinking that as long as he touched him--

As long as he touched him, he could ease it.

But......

Yan Ci pursed his lips, his face pale, his eyes icy. All his usual gentleness and refinement vanished, and he suddenly raised his hand with a fierce aura.

"Bang!"

He smashed the mirror in front of the sink.

The mirror shattered with a loud noise, and the crisp sound could be clearly heard by the person outside even through the door.

Xia Zhinian was startled, looking at the bathroom with doubt and worry. He clenched his fingers, turned his head and looked at the table between the two beds, scanning back and forth.

The table was empty, only some books and exercise books were placed on it. He looked at the drawer and saw some round bottles from a gap that was not closed tightly.

He hesitated for a moment, pulled it open, and found that they were all one kind of medicine.

He held the medicine for a while, not sure if he should take it to him. Yan Ci was obviously not right, he looked very fierce...like some old illness had flared up.

Xia Zhinian thought of his previous self, feeling a swelling pain in his throat. He took a deep breath, quickly grabbed a bottle and got up, walked to the bathroom door, and knocked gently.

"Yan Ci?"

He was a bit nervous, trying to soften his voice.

There was a strange silence inside.

After a while, the door opened quietly and suddenly.

Yan Ci's figure appeared behind the door, his face cold and his eyes dark. He looked down at him.

"Classmate Xia, ignoring my words is not a good thing."

A chill ran down his spine along his gaze, and that feeling of being stared at by a beast appeared again. Xia Zhinian felt numb all over, his apricot eyes wide open. He couldn't help but take a step back and handed him the thing in his hand.

"I, your drawer wasn't closed well... Here's your medicine."

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, his black pupils obscure. He looked at the bottle of medicine, then looked up at the young man at the door.

The young man's amber eyes were full of wariness, his eyes rolling around. His body was tense, and he was stiff like an ice cream ball taken out of the fridge. He looked particularly cute.

......He also looked good to touch.

Yan Ci felt his teeth itch, and his hands itch. He stared at him for a while, then suddenly said without warning: "The dormitory door is locked."

"The key is in my school uniform pocket."

He finished speaking, took the medicine, and closed the bathroom door again, locking it directly.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He locked the door so quickly, as if Xia Zhinian was very scary.

Back to the bedside, Yan Ci's school uniform was hanging on a hanger next to him. Xia Zhinian turned his head and looked at it for a while. He bit his left index finger joint and hesitated a bit.

When he took the medicine just now, he saw blood on Yan Ci's hand. The protagonist shou was obviously not right, and he was very dangerous. But now it was two-thirty in the morning. If he went back to Xia's house, he would have to make a big fuss, and he didn't bring his ID card to stay in a hotel.

He hesitated for a moment, glanced at the side and back, bit his lip, turned his toes and walked towards the hanger.

"Squeak."

The bathroom door was suddenly opened again.

"!!"

Xia Zhinian's heart jumped, and he looked over with his slightly round apricot eyes. His body tensed up.

Yan Ci's hand was wet, but his right hand had small wounds on the surface of his skin that still bled slowly. The blood was diluted by the water into a pale crimson liquid. His other hand was intact and held a bottle of medicine.

The dormitory space was not large, and Yan Ci saw the young man who had not left yet. He met his slightly panicked eyes and tilted his head slightly.

He leaned back slightly, his face looking much more relaxed.

......The little rice cake was still here.

"Classmate Xia."

Yan Ci spoke softly, showing him his usual gentle smile, without changing his face. "Did I scare you? I'm sorry, I had a nightmare and I was a bit afraid."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Do you think I believe you?

He changed his face too fast. The one who should be afraid was him.

Yan Ci saw his pursed lips, his red lips flattened, looking nervous. He stood still and didn't move. He smiled lightly.

"Okay, Classmate Xia, you don't have to believe me if you don't want to. Do you have anything you want to ask me?"

Yan Ci's eyes were slightly dark, and Xia Zhinian couldn't help but take a half step back. His soft hair fell on his forehead, and he looked at the other person's eyes, then at the other person's hand. His eyes rolled around and he coughed lightly.

"You..."

He hesitated.

Yan Ci smiled, still standing in place, exuding a harmless aura. He was gentle and encouraging. "It's okay, ask."

He couldn't scare the little rice cake ball away from him again.

Xia Zhinian pursed his lips. "Did you take your medicine just now?"

Yan Ci paused, nodded slightly.

"I did."

Xia Zhinian's expression was a bit strange, he wanted to say something but stopped. Yan Ci could almost guess what he wanted to ask, and he was thinking about how to answer. Suddenly he heard the incredulous voice from the other side.

"I just...didn't get you any water, how did you eat it?"

Yan Ci: "...?"

Xia Zhinian's expression was complex, he looked astonished. "You swallowed it dry? Or..."

He turned his head and looked at the bathroom where there was plenty of water. His face was already a shocked meme.

"..."

Yan Ci didn't expect him to ask this. He was silent for a while, then raised a gentle smile. "I ate it directly, I'm used to it, it doesn't matter."

Xia Zhinian had also eaten medicine like this before. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth when he thought of it. He wrinkled his face and said oh, then turned his head back.

"You don't want to ask anything else?"

Yan Ci was slightly surprised.

Xia Zhinian nodded, this was not something a villain should ask. Yan Ci asked him if he could get closer, he replied casually, and walked towards the hanger in the corner.

Yan Ci quickly noticed his intention, glanced at the corner of his eye, and took three or two steps to get there. He calmly picked up his coat and put it on, smiling softly.

"It's a bit cold at night, Classmate Xia, you should go to sleep."

Xia Zhinian: "...??!!"

"You..."

"What about me?" Yan Ci smiled lightly.

Xia Zhinian: "...!!"

What the hell did this black sesame dumpling want to do?

He knew he had just missed it, it was too late and he had nowhere to go. He had just seen Yan Ci's appearance and wanted to slip away first, but now he seemed to calm down and wasn't so scary.

He pouted and lay back on the bed, facing Yan Ci's increasingly pleasant smile. Xia Zhinian turned over and stuck to the wall, closing his eyes.

Yan Ci paid too much attention to him, and his attitude was also wrong...

Either, Yan Ci had a crush on Chu Qingjian and disliked him.

Or, Yan Ci noticed his personality change in this period of time and was curious about it.

Or...Yan Ci had some ulterior motive for him.

He leaned against the wall and opened his eyes a slit, looking at the opposite side.

Yan Ci put on his school uniform jacket and sat at the table. The warm yellow night light made him look more jade-like and gentle. He treated his bleeding right hand, wrapped it with a few layers of gauze, and gently opened the book.

He picked up his pen and lowered his eyes to do the exercises.

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

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He was so diligent?

Is this the world of a top student?

Xia Zhinian was amazed, and then quickly closed his eyes, not feeling inspired at all.

He had just taken the college entrance exam in his original world, and he wouldn't live to see it in this world. He had nothing to do with studying, good night, goodbye.

Xia Zhinian felt that he, as a villain, shouldn't get too close to the protagonist shou. He arrived at the classroom early the next day and kept a long distance from Yan Ci, clearing their relationship.

The pile of candy that Lao Qin gave him last time was piled up like a small pointed mountain in the desk hole. He took an orange one from the foot of the mountain, opened it and put it in his mouth.

The people in the classroom gradually increased. Yuen Long, who sat in front of him, turned around and knocked on his desk. "Xia Zhinian, did you do your homework?"

Their group leader was actually Chu Qingjian, but Chu Qingjian had to be entangled by the original owner every time he collected homework, so he let his deskmate do it instead.

Xia Zhinian moved the candy to the left side, his cheeks bulging like a small ball. He shook his head, his soft hair hanging on his forehead, showing a slightly lighter warm color in the sun.

"I didn't do it. You can just write down my name next time. I won't do it."

Yuen Long: "..."

He didn't realize he was such a ruthless person before.

Yuen Long looked at his side face bulging with candy, and felt that he was different from before. He leaned closer and asked with interest, "Xia Zhinian, how did you know that Lao Zou was allergic to medicine?"

Zou Ziqian handed his homework to Yuen Long, laughed, and said proudly, "My deskmate is knowledgeable! The doctor said that few people are allergic to that medicine, and even fewer people know about it."

Xia Zhinian glanced at the front left, Yan Ci was explaining the problem to someone, his shoulders straight and his eyes gentle. Even though his right hand was wrapped in gauze and bloodstained, he looked harmless and steady.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to this side, Xia Zhinian rubbed his left thumb and index finger joint, and casually made up a reason. "I've met someone who was allergic to Casillin before."

Yuen Long nodded, collected the homework and gave it to the monitor and math representative across the aisle.

Yan Ci didn't sleep for the second half of last night. He felt like there was a sharp cone in his temple, his body was cold, and a fine pain and itch pierced his nerves. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

He glanced over the list of names that hadn't submitted yet, Yan Ci turned his head and looked at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, put the list on top of the homework, gave it to his deskmate Meng Chen and asked him to send it to the teacher's office. He got up and walked to the last row.

"Classmate Xia."

Yan Ci stood next to Xia Zhinian's desk, raised his hand wrapped in gauze and knocked on his desk, his school uniform sleeve slid up with the movement, revealing a pale arm, attracting many attention.

The memory of last night came up, Xia Zhinian was alert, sitting in his seat with his back straightened back, trying to stay away from Yan Ci as much as possible. "What?"

He guessed it was about homework, his red lips flattened. "I didn't do it. You have the list, just give it to the teacher."

Yan Ci curved his mouth corner, a few sparks of laughter in his eyes. "It's not about homework, Classmate Xia."

He smiled softly. "You got up early today and left in a hurry. You accidentally took my school uniform with you. I'm wearing yours now."

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