Lin Yu He fell asleep again. But just like the night before, he didn’t sleep well. The familiar coldness slowly spread from his limbs, and even intensified, beginning to climb to his heart.
Lin Yu He felt that it was colder now than when the dormitory was not heated.
He was almost frozen.
After experiencing the taste of warmth, the familiar cold seemed to have become more unbearable. Lin Yu He felt very uncomfortable. He tried his best to curl up his body, hugged the sweater, and curled up his knees to shrink into the suit.
But the smell of these clothes was too weak. Lin Yu He was not even willing to take a big breath, fearing that if he smelled it too much, he would absorb the smell.
He could only slow down his breath and sniff lightly.
But not enough, not enough.
He wanted more.
Lin Yu He was groggy, and felt even colder, as if his limbs had been frozen. Only the legs and roots that had been scuffed yesterday and the neck that was bitten red still had a little warmth.
In a daze, Lin Yu He even began to miss the heat of last night.
Although the heat hurt him, it also warmed him.
Like a fire in full bloom.
Lin Yu He was in a daze, and there was still a bit of rationality left, knowing that he couldn’t think so.
But also because of this, Lin Yu He felt more uncomfortable due to the confrontation between reason and instinct. The body’s thirst for warmth was not satisfied, and even began to give birth to a false sense of warmth, like a person who has been frozen in the snow for too long and suddenly feels hot all over.
Hot and cold, Lin Yu He felt even more uncomfortable.
He always remembered the words spoken by the familiar voice – “I’ll be back when you wake up.” But Lin Yu He struggled to open his eyes several times in a daze, and he didn’t see the familiar voice’s figure.
Lin Yu He suddenly felt wronged.
Inexplicable grievance.
So cold.
He couldn’t warm up no matter what, it was too hard, he didn’t want to do it again, he might not even get through this time.
When would it end?
End this cold, end this thing that makes him feel cold…
Lin Yu He counted almost every second, and when he counted to tens of thousands, or only a few thousand or a few hundred, he finally heard that voice again.
“Ning Ning…Ning Ning?”
A familiar warmth surrounded him.
“Ning Ning, don’t bite, be good… Open your mouth, your lips are bleeding again… Ning Ning!”
The man who had rushed back from the journey came in, and what he saw was this bloody scene.
But when Lu Nan pinched the man’s jaw to help him stop the bleeding, the first reaction of the still-awake boy was not to stop biting his lip, but to fumble to wipe the sweater in his arms.
He didn’t want to get his sweater dirty.
It was the first time that Lu Nan experienced what it was like to be frightened. He reached out and tried to pull away the sweater that was in the way, but failed. Lin Yu He hugged it too tightly and refused to let go at all. It was not until Lu Nan exchanged with his own arm that he finally coaxed Lin Yu He to let go of the sweater and hugged his hand.
Lu Nan was holding the person with one arm, and the other was holding the other hand. Both of his hands were occupied, so he couldn’t wipe the blood from Lin Yuhe’s lips, so he could only lower his head and hold the person tightly. Pressing tightly in his arms, he kissed away the bloodstains on the boy’s soft lips.
It took Lu Nan a while to get Lin Yu He to let go of his scarred lower lip.
The blood flow was not too much, and it was quickly licked off. But Lin Yu He’s body was still trembling unconsciously, shivering as if extremely cold. Lu Nan needed to hold him, rub him, hug him little by little, and help him slowly recover.
After a long time, until the cold sweat on Lu Nan’s back dried completely, the boy in his arms finally calmed down and kissed him obediently.
Even though he hadn’t eaten sweets for so long, it was still so sweet that it made people’s hearts tickle.
Lu Nan cared for the wound on the man’s lips, kissed him a few times, then turned to the corner of his lips, and kissed him lightly.
Lin Yu He had opened his eyes. His eyes were black and white, beautiful and clear.
He whispered something.
“Elder brother.”
Lu Nan pressed his forehead, his voice low and hoarse.
“I am here.”
Then he heard the boy’s soft, well-behaved voice.
“You’ve stung me down there.”