C9 Chapter 9

"No, I don't have a boyfriend." she replied.

He lifted his hand and gently rubbed his fingers across her lips. "You're not lying to me?"

She only felt that her lips were burning. This kind of posture was very ambiguous, to the point that many people on the street turned their heads to glance at her.

"Nope." She stepped back, avoiding his fingers.

His finger stopped in midair and stared at her for a moment. Then, he slowly pulled it back and rubbed it against his lips. "You're not allowed to lie to me. If you have any other boyfriends besides me, I'll kill them."

His movements carried a demonic beauty, but his words caused her to tremble in fear.

There was a stifling silence in the air. She looked at him and felt her heart beating fast. If it had been in her youth, she could have taken this as a form of youthful insolence, but now — was he serious?

Then if he knew …

The phone's ringtone suddenly rang, breaking the silence between the two and bringing Xia Huanhuan back to her senses.

She took out her cell phone and checked the caller ID. It was Lu Xiaorong.

When Xia Huanhuan answered the phone, Lili's voice came crackling from the other end. "Huanhuan, where are you? Why isn't he in the dorm? I've already helped you buy lunch and returned to your room. "

Only then did Xia Huanhuan remember what she said to her friend before. She hurriedly said, "Xiaorong, I'm sorry. I have things to do now, so I can't go back to my room for lunch."

"What is it?" "Does it matter?" Lu Xiaorong asked, concerned.

"It's not a big deal." After ending the call with Lu Xiaorong, she raised her head again and looked at Jun Ziyan. "Don't say such words again. Do you really think you don't have to go to jail to kill someone else?"

He did not say anything, but his expression showed that he was still angry.

She sighed and took the initiative to ask, "Are you hungry?"

It was already past noon.

He still didn't speak.

Therefore, she could only continue, "Buy some frozen dumplings while we're at it. After that, we'll go back to the apartment and apply medicine for you, then we'll eat dumplings." When she was in his apartment, she had seen his kitchen. It was empty except for some mineral water in the refrigerator.

He pursed his lips, but kept up with her footsteps. He lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.

Jun Ziyan still didn't say a word even after he returned to his apartment after buying the Frozen Dumplings. Xia Huanhuan took out the ointment and stretched, walking to Jun Ziyan's side, "Sit on the sofa so that I can apply the medicine for you."

He looked at her for a moment and then sat down on the sofa again. First she took his hand and pressed it against the torn skin at the knuckles of his fingers, then she picked up the cream.

"Lift your face a little." She said to him, it would be inconvenient for him to apply the ointment when he lowered his head.

His chin was slightly raised, revealing a slender neck. His pitch-black eyes did not reveal any emotions at this moment. On his fair face, there were a few shocking redness and swelling.

Her fingers were stained with ointment as she lightly smeared it on his face. In the end, she even pushed away the bangs on his forehead to check if there was any injury on his forehead.

He was like a quiet Barbie doll, never making a sound from beginning to end, only watching her silently.

After she finished smearing the wound on his face, she asked again, "What about you? Is there any place you've been hit? " Because of his clothes, she had no idea if he was hurt or not.

His lips were still slightly pursed. Just when she thought he was going to stop talking to her today, he suddenly said, "Do you want to know?"

She went blank for a moment, then said, "…" "Uh, yeah."

"You can take off my clothes." he said.

Her face immediately turned red. He was clearly using a very calm voice to say this, but when she heard it in her ears, there was an indescribable strangeness and ambiguity.

"If you have any pain, apply the ointment yourself." She stood up and shoved the ointment into his hand. Then she went to the kitchen and began to cook the dumplings she had bought at the supermarket.

Jun Ziyan lowered his head and looked at the ointment in his hand. After a moment, he followed the other person into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, a busy figure, ordinary but strangely attracted all his attention. It was as if from the moment he first saw her, she had existed in his empty world.

Even if she didn't say anything and did nothing, he would still be obsessed with her. As he grew older, the obsession grew.

It was as if she was destined to him.

In the beginning, when he had inadvertently seen her squatting by the sandpit, drawing crude pictures with a twig, talking incessantly to another child beside her, he had been attracted.

He wanted that person, wanted her to look at him intently, wanted her to keep talking to her. If it was her, then he would definitely understand what true happiness was.

So that year, he grabbed her skirt and followed her home.

"Don't you want to see my body?" A cold voice sounded from behind Xia Huanhuan.

Xia Huanhuan turned around and saw Jun Ziyan standing straight at the kitchen door, looking at her without blinking.

She bit her lower lip, "Jun Ziyan, we're not children anymore!"

"So it can't be like it was before?" he asked.

In the past, she and he had been extremely familiar with each other's bodies. When they were young, they had even taken a bath together. Even when he grew older, he would often pull her to bed with him. When he slept, he would habitually curl up his body like a shrimp, and when she hugged him to sleep, he would be especially happy.

It wasn't until she was in the sixth grade and her first time with her elder aunt that she finally ended her experience of sleeping with her. At that time, he had even been at loggerheads with her for a long time.

"Yes!" "If you are injured, I can help you apply the medicine, but that doesn't mean I can take off your clothes at will and look at your body at will."

"What if I say you can?" His tone was somewhat urgent.

"That won't do." she refused.

There was a wounded expression on her pretty face. He suddenly raised his hand and began unbuttoning his shirt one by one.

Xia Huanhuan's eyes widened. What is he doing? Undress?

Time seemed to stand still as she watched him unbutton all the buttons on his shirt, take it off, and reveal his bare chest.

It looked so white under the light. His current body was that of a mature man, different from the young bodies of his childhood and youth. Even though she was still slim, she gave people a faint sense of threat.

"Then is it only okay to become your boyfriend?" he asked, stepping closer to her.

Her mind was in a whirl as she watched him get closer and closer, instinctively backing away, forgetting that behind him was the stove.

"Ah!" Xia Huanhuan's waist suddenly hit the stove. When her back was about to hit the pot of dumplings being boiled, Jun Ziyan had already grabbed Xia Huanhuan's hand, pulling her towards him heavily.

Bang!

The impact caused both of them to fall to the ground. Her nose smashed into his chest and her body landed on his.

As for him, his entire back hit the ground. The sound of his bones hitting the ground sounded painful.

Her body pressed down against his body. Although there was some faint pain, it should be much better than his. With her hands on the cold tiles, she looked down at Jun Ziyan, who was under her.

His eyes were closed and his eyelashes were long. Looking at them from such a short distance, they looked even thicker. His skin was fair and his nose was straight. Every line on his face was like a carved statue of God. If it weren't for the fact that his lips were slightly pale, he would have been even more perfect.

"Jun Ziyan, what happened to you?" Did you hit your head? " Anxious, she stretched out a hand and touched the back of his head.

Fingers in his hair, she stretched out as far as she could, feeling for the swelling at the back of his head.

However, she unintentionally discovered that his eyes, which were originally closed, had already opened. He was looking at her without blinking.

Clear and pure, but hidden in the deepest depths of darkness was a heavy desire.

It was as if he could be the purest person in this world, or the darkest person.

Xia Huanhuan's mind went blank, and her hands that had been propping her up on the ground became so weak that they could no longer support her body's weight. She pressed down on Jun Ziyan once again.

Her face was pressed against his bare chest. The contact of their skin caused her to panic.

"I... I'll get up first. " She started to stand up, but his arms were around her waist, pressing her back against his chest.

She went up and down, sticking close to him like this. In fact, she could even more feel the rise and fall of his chest every time he breathed.

"Jun Ziyan, let me up first, I want to see where exactly you bumped into." she shouted.

"Huanhuan." He pressed her face against his heart as if to make her listen to him. "Can't I be your boyfriend?"

She was stunned, only to hear his voice continue to echo above her head, "I like you, I like you very much, I like you more than anyone in this world. I will definitely fall in love with you as well. I will give you all the love you want. "

He wanted to get her recognition, wanted her to stop resisting him from time to time, wanted her to be willing even more.

She wanted to push him away from her, but when her fingers touched his skin, she unconsciously hesitated. An indescribable feeling spread from her chest.

Was it because he couldn't bear it? Was it sympathy? Or was it heartache?

Even she herself could not explain it. Perhaps it really was as he said. In this world, he cared for her more than anyone else did.

But...