"I think by now, you should be a little more sober."

Muris sat on the sofa with a teacup in his hand, and subconsciously straightened up and sat upright, like a child listening to a teacher's lecture.

Purple was indeed sober, and this should have come from Muris, who suddenly became nervous in front of him.

He clearly recognized that there was a huge gap between the two men, but this did not make him flinch, on the contrary, the deadly attraction of Muris was even stronger.

This is something that no one else can bring to him.

"Why did you come to me?" Wouldn't it be too dangerous to run to the door of a stranger's house and say something strange?

"I ......" Purple snapped, wanting to speak, but looked at Muris, but didn't dare.

Muurice motioned for him to continue, saying that he is not one who likes to leave problems to be solved tomorrow.

Purple's heart is about to stop beating, and it is generally believed that the heart beats fast when you are nervous. But it's really tense to that point that you feel like you're on the verge of death and your mind goes blank.

Purple clenched his legs suddenly, trying to calm himself.

But Muris's eyes were too penetrating, and under those eyes, he had no room to think.

Coupled with the dizziness of his head, he was afraid that Muris would dislike him because of his unsober words, so he chose to disarm and surrender.

"I came here by accident."

Muurice raised an eyebrow, and a three-year-old wouldn't believe it.

But seeing Purple's handsome face, as well as his body struggling to straighten and his head drooping, Muris realized that he might be too cold.

Muurice got up and went back to his room.

Purple's head pressed even lower, he thought that Muurice must be angry, and he had also discovered his true thoughts, and now he really hated him.

The host no longer wanted to entertain him and sent guests off in this way.

He should get out of here with humor and give Morris a quiet. But Purple didn't know what was wrong, his body was so heavy that his legs felt like they were glued there, and it was difficult to move.

Muurice came out of the room with a box of ointments, along with a box of band-aids, and placed them on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Take care of it yourself."

"Huh?"

"Your injuries."

“…… Oh. Purple looked at the ointment in front of him, still a little unable to come back to his senses.

A second ago, he thought he was hated by Murice. The next moment, I realized that I was thinking too much. He was stunned and didn't know what to do, he always thought that his temperament was quite stable.

Now it turns out that in front of Muris, he is a complete idiot.

"It's late today, there's an empty room at the fat old man's place, you can sleep all night and leave tomorrow." There is hot water in the bathroom, there is medicine here, and you can treat the wound yourself after taking a shower. There's training tomorrow, I'll go to sleep first, okay? ”

"Hmm." Purple nodded hurriedly.

Not only did Muris not drive him away, but he also let him stay here for the night! Purple was almost somewhat flattered, more moved and a sense of redemption.

Muris is very strict, but he is actually very tolerant of his friends. They are in his apartment, as long as they don't mess up his room, rob his dolls, and everywhere else.

Except, of course, the training room, which is a very dangerous place.

Believing that Purple should be able to take care of his own business, Muurice turned on the light in the fat old man's room, told him that he could use everything in the bathroom, and went back to his room.

Leaning back on his bed, Muris turned on his computer and typed Purple's name into a search engine.

Something must have happened to that kid, or else it wouldn't have been so strange all of a sudden.

In the past, most of the headlines were Fallen Angel concerts, as well as various variety shows they were on, including interviews, endorsements, and reports on which female star bluntly said that they loved Purple the most.

And at this time, as soon as it was opened, the page was full of news about Purple coming out and nightclubs and kissing with men.

Muris touched his chin and remembered that one morning, Alan Tea had indeed told him that Purple, a member of the Fallen Angels, was in big trouble. It's just that he had a game at the time, and he didn't care much about these things, so he didn't ask much.

The sound of water in the bathroom was loud, and it was the first time Purple had been so happy after coming out of the news.

Smelling the scent of Muris's usual shampoo in the air, he felt like he was in the clouds.

He has always been curious about his life and always wondered what kind of person Muurice is in life. Now, finally staying in the same place with him, breathing the same air, using the same brand of toiletries, is like a dream.

Purple, who is in a good mood, sweeps away the haze and reveals his unknown active side. Facing the mirror in the bathroom, he pounded his chest with two fists, leaned his head close to the mirror, slowly pursed his mouth, and put on a few handsome poses. These are Yello's signature moves when he plays treasure, he usually dislikes it and thinks it's naïve, but today he did it naturally.

This was not satisfied, and Purple remembered that there was more serious than the old man between the two doors from him.

Follow his example, clasp his hands to his chest, and strategize to control the overall situation. I thought of Muris's signature meme again, revealing his increasingly rare little evil smile.

Not to mention, although Muris and Purple have completely different faces, when making this expression, Purple and Purple seem to have at least nine points.

Before I knew it, Purple was in the bathroom for more than half an hour.

Muris was in his room, listening to the sound of water coming from the opposite side, thinking that idol stars were really different, they were so particular about taking showers, and the time was much longer than theirs.

Purple was happy to share things with Murice, but he knew that Morris had a habit of cleanliness, and that he was very personal about things like razors, and Purple couldn't bear it. I just took it in my hand, made two strokes on my face, and then put it back in place with satisfaction.

He carefully looked at the things placed on the Muurice washstand, including each brand, utensils placement habits, whether there was a fragrance or not, etc., and wrote them down one by one.

He was still nervous, but the excitement of being so close to Muris made him happy. He enjoyed the moment with all his heart and was thrilled by every discovery and understanding.

Coming out of the bathroom, Purple glanced at Murice's room, whispered goodnight to the door, and then hugged the pillow that Muris had given him and went to the room he had arranged for him.

Sitting on the bed, he picked up the ointment and band-aid that Muris had prepared for him.

I used a cotton swab to get a little bit, first applied it to the wound on my arm, which was very cool, and smiled to reveal a proud little tiger tooth - I don't know if this is the legendary Muris anointing artifact?

If that were the case, these precious ointments would be overkill.

He took out another band-aid, put it on the wound he had medicated, and playfully clicked it twice.

He was in a good mood and was about to fly, and he felt that these simple band-aids were in love.

Purple couldn't shout again, and rolled twice on the pillow.

As soon as I turned around, I found Muris standing at the door with a quilt - 166 Reading Network