After the movie ended, Wen He looked somewhat pale. Chinese horror is different from the blood and violence of the West; Chinese horror will leave you with endless imagination.
Wen He stood at his door, hesitated for a moment, then looked up downstairs. Seeing that no one was coming up, he grabbed Ji Chi's hand and pulled him into his room.
" Ji Chi, are you going to sleep with me tonight?" Perhaps feeling it was inappropriate, Wen He added, "It's not because I'm scared... it's just that I read online that if two people are close, they'll sleep together."
Ji Chi:?
Why are you being so proactive today? Weren't you going to break up with me at noon?
Ji Chi guessed that the horror movie he watched that night must have scared the person.
Ji Chi placed his hands on his waist; he was very thin...
"Hmm, I'll go take a shower and be right back?" He reached out and rubbed Wen He He's pale face.
Ji Chi left the room, quickly took a shower, and lay down on Wen He's bed in a bathrobe.
The sound of water running continuously came from the bathroom. On the bedside table was a used bottle of iodine and a small pack of cotton swabs.
Wen He must wash his hair before taking a bath, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable.
The whirring of the hairdryer filled the room as Wen He lowered her head, playing with a small toy in her hand.
"Are you done?"
"Soon."
The moment the hair dryer was turned off, I felt a soft touch on the back of my neck.
Ji Chi lowered his head and lightly kissed the back of Wen He's neck, then gently wiped his wet earlobes with a cotton swab soaked in iodine.
It's summer now, so we need to disinfect properly to prevent inflammation.
He didn't ask the other person why they wanted to get their ears pierced that day.
Because he knew the answer...
"Alright, go play now." The cotton swab was thrown into the trash can, and Ji Chi began to blow-dry her hair.
Wen He leaned against the headboard, opened her tablet, and began to draw little by little. What she used to find noise now became inspiration in her mind.
"Stop drawing. I won't be asking you for the draft tomorrow."
Ji Chi leaned against him and hugged him, nuzzling his cheek like a big cat, trying to get his attention back.
"No... We promised, we can't go back on our word."
"I'm the boss, what I say goes, stop drawing..." Although he said that, Ji Chi didn't try to take the tablet from his hand.
After he turned off the light, Wen He tried to turn it back on, but Ji Chi grabbed her hand and tucked her into the blankets.
"I'm sleepy and want to go to sleep. Are you going to wake me up?"
"All right..."
It's impolite to wake someone up when they're sleeping.
Wen He sighed softly and put the tablet back aside. No need to work overtime tonight!
But when he closed his eyes to sleep, terrifying images flooded his mind. Wen He opened his eyes but dared not look at the other scenes in the room, only daring to snuggle slightly into Ji Chi's arms.
Sensing the boy's unease, Ji Chi reached out and gently patted his back.
A large hand gently patted her back, giving Wen He Wen He sense of security that reminded her of how her grandmother used to lull her to sleep when she was little...
But since her grandmother passed away, no one has treated her like that anymore.
Ji Chi is the first...
The two spent a peaceful and warm Night together.
When I woke up the next day, the bed was empty, and even the sheets were cold; it was clear that the other person had left the room long ago.
Wen He took out her phone; it was eight o'clock in the morning...
He sat cross-legged, the tuft of hair on his head twitching under the cold air from the air conditioner.
Wen He scratched his head, got up and walked towards the restroom. The boy in the mirror was no longer the same as before.
His fingertips unconsciously touched his earring, revealing a shallow dimple on his face. The boy smiled and rinsed the foam from his mouth.
He suddenly remembered that Ji Chi's favorite thing to do was touch his own earring...
Without realizing it, he seemed to be becoming more and more like Ji Chi... even his bad temper was similar.
There weren't many people in the living room on the first floor; most were huddled in the kitchen making breakfast.
Wen He slowly went downstairs, and Jiang Ye was wearing an apron in the kitchen.
Seeing the person come down, he greeted him with a smile, "Good morning! Would you like some noodles?"
" Lawyer Jiang. I only need a little bit. Thank you for your help."
Jiang Ye deftly scooped out the cooked noodles and even fried two extra eggs.
"You're welcome. There's ketchup in the fridge, I bought it yesterday. You can add some and try it."
Wen He took the initiative to stand beside him and help him set out the dishes, and even arranged a plate for him.
Jiang Ye placed the plate on the dining table and didn't forget to pour Wen He a glass of milk.
The two sat at the table chewing noodles. Wen He scooped out some noodles and mixed them with plenty of tomato sauce.
Jiang Ye's teeth ached from watching it.
" Xiao He, do you... have time tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow? If the production team doesn't have any plans, then I'll have time," Wen He swallowed the sour noodles in her mouth and replied without hesitation.
"Can I ask you to come on a date with me tomorrow?"
Wen He fell silent; he hadn't swallowed the noodles in his mouth yet...
Jiang Ye stared at his constantly chewing cheeks and blinking eyes, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Sure, Lawyer Jiang, where would you like to go?"
Lawyer Jiang doesn't have many friends in the small house... she can't even find anyone to go out with.
Wen He thought Jiang Ye was a good person... He was willing to spend his time playing with him.
"It's a secret."
Jiang Ye ate quickly. After washing his bowl, he said to Wen He, "I'm going back to my room now; I still have some work to finish."
Wen He hurriedly waved her hand at him.
The white porcelain bowl was stained red with tomato sauce. Wen He used the last of the noodles to wipe off the tomato sauce from the edge of the bowl before taking the last bite.
It was a little salty... He then drank a full glass of milk, and his teeth were so sore they felt like they were calcifying...
This tomato sauce is awful, it's too sour...
" Xiao He, you like ketchup so much?"
Yun Li was shocked to see his bowl overflowing with tomato sauce.
"I like it a little bit... I accidentally squeezed out too much, but I can't waste it."
"Ooh, oh."
Yun Li placed the lovingly prepared breakfast on the table, then took off his apron and went upstairs.
Wen He stared at the other person's actions, and suddenly it dawned on her: so liking someone means making them breakfast?
Wen He put down her chopsticks, picked up the plate, and walked towards the kitchen.
He also wanted to make breakfast for Ji Chi.
He'd just steam a few buns; there were no other ingredients in the fridge, Wen He didn't want to go out to buy groceries... He couldn't find a market around here.
Steam rose from the steamer. Wen He stood in the kitchen, his eyes fixed on the pot, until his phone alarm rang, at which point he turned off the heat.
Jiang Yu's long hair was loose and hung down her back. She was wearing a dark blue silk nightgown, and her bright and charming features formed a beautiful picture on her face.
nice!