Fang Qi rolled his eyes, his heart was all virtuous, what was the use of baring his teeth?

Shaking his head helplessly, he touched the child's forehead, and as expected, it burned again. Fang Qi sighed, so far, he has no intention of calculating this morning's account, the adults don't remember the villain, spare him.

Besides, the child was already very defensive about him, and now turning his face in the well will only push people further, he is not so stupid.

Fang Qi got up with the person in his arms, the cave was dim, and his vision was not very clear, he turned around again, his back was against the moonlight, and the male protagonist was nested in his shadow. In this way, although he can't see the male protagonist's teeth, his actions in this circle still arouse the male protagonist's strong threat.

Because he started to whine......

Like a wounded and helpless kitten, its cry is soft and soft.

Fang Qi laughed, secretly thinking that the male protagonist was not as mindful of life and death as he saw when he first came, and he knew that he just wanted to live.

patted the child's buttocks, and there was not a few pieces of flesh on the buttocks, only the bones of the hand. Fang Qi screamed strangely pitiful when he heard him, his short body and the tip of the child's nose against the tip of his nose, and scared him with a tiger face: "Shut up, squeak and I beat you again, believe it or not?"

The room was silent for a second, and the child whined even more, and his voice trembled.

Fang Qi listened to him scream, and touched the bed with his backhand, the bed was wet, cold and dirty, and there was no way to lie down. Although I know in my heart that the male protagonist is uncomfortable for a night at most, and his life will not be in danger, he still can't put the injured child on the cold bed to fend for himself. After thinking about it, Fang Qi simply continued to hold the person in his arms, intending to spend the night like this.

It was cold in the middle of the night, the child's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't warm up for a while, so Fang Qi pulled the quilt and covered him tightly and wrapped it tightly.

It shouldn't be cold like this, right...... Fang Qi covered the quilt, the child was still whining intermittently, his consciousness was obviously not very clear, and he did not sleep with perseverance.

Fang Qi leaned into the child's ear and whispered comfortingly: "I won't beat you, little ancestor, where do I dare, sleep with you, tomorrow will be fine, obedient." ”

His tone was soft, the male protagonist didn't appreciate or believe it, and he fluttered a little in his arms on his dying. Fang Qi was afraid that he would affect the wound, so he simply clamped the child's thin wrists, pressed the fire and said: "I said that I won't beat you, don't be embarrassed, don't be embarrassed, it doesn't hurt to move around?"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped screaming.

Are you really so obedient?

Fang Qi looked down in surprise, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, the child's eyes were closed, and he had already fainted.

The moonlight was soft, Fang Qi was tired and sleepy, but his mind was very clear and contradictory. Leaning against the bed in a daze, what should he do?

Hongyuan's situation is similar to that of a child who is a little autistic. It's just that most of the autistic children are born.,The male protagonist is acquired.,He's been bullied since he was a child.,I'm afraid a thick wall has been erected in the heart and the outside world for so many years.。 His small world is closed and gloomy, and it is inevitable that he will reject and fear people.

The attitude can't be too tough...... Fang Qi thought that it would scare him, and if he didn't get it right, it would backfire.

It is impossible for him to gain the trust of the male protagonist all at once, all he has to do now is to spend unlimited time and patience, with warmth and sincerity, not too violently, little by little, and carefully knock on his closed world. Let him know that the outside world is also gentle and safe.

Of course, you can't be too cowardly. Save him from kicking his nose and face, and sometimes he can't care about the child if he is not ruthless. For example, today, if the child hadn't escaped with an injury, he wouldn't have suffered this dumb loss.

However, no matter whether he plays a white face or sings a red face, he must let the male protagonist see the essence through the appearance...... Let him know that he will not harm him and that he will be on his side no matter what happens.

After thinking about it back and forth, worrying about this and that, Fang Qi exhaled irritably, it is really difficult to be a father.

Sleepiness welled up, and consciousness became more and more confused. Fang Qi adjusted his comfortable position and quickly fell asleep.

It seemed that he had just closed his eyes and was woken up by a strange movement, Fang Qi listened in a daze for a few seconds before he reacted sluggishly. The male protagonist began to move in his arms again.

Sleeping doesn't make people sleep well, Fang Qi muttered secretly, and patted the child's back perfunctorily, "Sleep, don't be noisy, sleepy." ”

After shouting two sentences, the shoulders of the person in his arms trembled, and he really didn't move.

*****

Sensing that there was a difference in the touch under him, the child opened his eyes in the deep night, his eyes were sharp and calm, obviously he was unconscious just now, but the next moment he didn't even feel half sleepy.

There was the sound of hoarse breathing, especially in the quiet of the night.

The moment he woke up, he regained his strength, and he should have grabbed this man's throat and bit through his neck at the first opportunity.

But he lay in his warm embrace, the two skin were close to each other, and the heat from the man's body continued to spread to himself. His curled feet were warmed by someone holding his lower abdomen, and his whole body was warm.

He tried his best, but he couldn't lift a finger.

For the first time in his life, he woke up in warmth.

The moonlight was like water, and the young man with a strange hairstyle was squatting against the foot of the bed, his head tilted against the bed board, his head and shoulders were almost crooked at ninety degrees, and his lips were slightly open. Probably suffering from the wind cold, his nose was not very clear, and he was panting like a bellows.

One hand is very steady.

The man's left arm supported his head, and his palms wrapped around his wrists in a light, symbolic gesture. His right hand was placed on his body, just enclosing him in his arms to prevent him from falling. A warm, noisy breath spat on the top of his head.

The child's body was stiff and rigid, but it was in a highly sensitive state, and he could feel the trembling of his hair with nervousness.

The childish body stiffened for a moment, and the child tentatively moved his fingers, but instead touched the warm palm of the man's hand.

He shrunk his shoulders as if frightened.

As soon as he moved, the man's hand was covered. Hongyuan arched his back slightly and made an attack pose. Then, there was a pat on the back, and the man didn't know what was muttering, and hugged him tighter.

The child's eyes were clear, and he looked blankly at the dilapidated roof.

In a trance, there seems to be an illusion of being held in the palm of someone's hand, cautious and careful care.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, and he didn't dare to move.

He stared at the young man's slightly bulging Adam's apple, like a beast lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce and bite at any moment.

I have no sleep in the middle of the night, and I open my eyes until dawn.