Interaction rules for sick girls

The lovely Jiang Chuchu pulled Xia Xiu's arm, seeming to be worried about something. She saw everything Xia Xiu did yesterday.

"no problem."

Yes, no problem.

If there is anything, Xia will take over. It's no big deal.

He doesn't even care that there are cameras installed in his bedroom, so what else can break his defense?

He went back to Xiaoyu's room and took a look at her condition. She seemed to be still sleeping, which made him feel slightly relieved. He was too lazy to let Xiaoyu get involved in such a mess. The more people there were, the messier it would be.

He closed the door slightly, then stood up and walked into his room. After thinking for a while, he closed the door of his room.

"Hmm? Xia Xiu, you're not going to do anything weird by closing the door, are you?"

The girl turned into a curious baby and looked carefully at Xia Xiu's bookshelf. She was a little surprised by some of the strange books inside. They were not the Japanese novels mentioned on the Internet, nor were they the kind of masculine hot-blooded novels. Instead, they were some very serious books, such as "Seven Abnormalities of Criminals", "Heavy Taste Psychology", "Personality Psychology", "Criminal Theory" and other things that were very serious at first glance. Maybe she would not be surprised if a book like "**Postpartum Care" appeared on them.

The girl was a little disappointed that she didn't find what she wanted to see, but she turned her head and sat down on the bed. The elastic cushion made her body move up and down.

Because of the hot weather, Jiang Yuyan wore a belly-exposed T-shirt today. Her white belly button looked particularly eye-catching as her body moved.

"Maybe I'll do something weird. After all, this is my home. It won't help even if you scream at the top of your lungs."

Xia Xiu shrugged, then found a chair to sit down. Turning his head, he found that Xiu Dog was also in the room, lying under the desk, quietly combing his hair that was stepped on and soiled.

He hugged Xiu Dog in his arms. In fact, Xia Xiu has never been very fond of animals. Although he likes cute animals like dogs and cats, the latter are almost not interested in him.

For example, the trained dog he had raised for a while at home kept struggling in his arms, twisting its body as if it would die if it stayed there any longer, and then it jumped up and flew out.

"Ahhhhh!"

A high-pitched scream was heard in the room. Xia Xiu looked at Jiang Yuyan who had thrown herself into his arms, and then he glanced at Xiu Gou who was curled up on the bed with a strange expression.

"Are you afraid of dogs?"

The girl reacted and moved away from Xia Xiu embarrassedly, fiddling with the small objects on the table with her little hands as if nothing had happened.

"I'm not afraid, I was just frightened just now."

Having said that, he still kept a good distance from the dog, and vaguely seemed to be using Xia Xiu as a shield.

Xia Xiu smiled and did not expose the stubborn girl's face. He ruthlessly threw the disobedient Xiu dog out of the window.

It was a man named Xia who rescued it from the sea of ​​suffering. It turned out to be a dog that could never be tamed.

"what happened?"

The girl, who had calmed down, looked at Xia Xiu, who was standing at the window in a daze, with some confusion.

"No, it's nothing."

Did he see it wrong?

Chapter 250: Do You Need a Reason?

"Nothing. You've been looking at it for so long. Isn't there a pretty girl out there?"

Jiang Yuyan also moved closer, but the window was empty, with only the plants in the yard and some scattered debris.

Oh, by the way, there is also a resentful little Xiu dog.

The girl, who had lost interest in the outside world, continued to browse Xia Xiu's room with great interest, even in front of Xia Xiu himself, without any intention of concealing it.

When I see an interesting book, I take it out and flip through it. When I find a picture album, I open it and look at Xia Xiu's essays and doodles from his junior high school and elementary school days, commenting on them as I read.

"I didn't expect you still have all the stuff from junior high school?"

Xia Xiu knolled his forehead and stared blankly, glancing sideways at the girl who didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

"This is not normal, what's so strange about it?"

"No, I just think that with your personality, you would not recall the past."

"Maybe he's not trying to reminisce about the past, maybe he's just too lazy to throw it away."

Some of Xia Xiu's junior high school textbooks and sundries were still in the utility room.

Actually, what the other party said was right. Xia was indeed not a person who would reminisce about the past. He neither looked back to the past nor thought about the future. He would only live in the present.

After flipping through the album for a while, the girl lost interest. After looking around, she found that there seemed to be nothing special in the boy's room, so she lay down on the bed out of boredom.

"Hey, Xia Xiu, you said that in a situation like ours where a man and a woman are alone in the same room, according to the plot in the book, you would have gone wild, and then quietly turned on the air conditioner and turned up the temperature, and then said that the weather was hot and took off your clothes, and then persuaded me to take off my clothes, and then I agreed to your request in the hot and dazed atmosphere to see the difference in the structure between boys and girls, but you were not satisfied with just looking at it and started to make a move, and finally said something like rubbing it..."

"Please stop fantasizing in your head!"

Before the girl could finish her words, Xia Xiu excitedly made a stop gesture. If he didn't stop her, who knows what weird and inappropriate things she would say.

The interrupted girl pouted, obviously a little dissatisfied.

"This is not a fantasy. Maybe something like this is happening in another parallel universe. I am just stating the diversity of things."

After saying that, he took a pillow on the bed into his arms. It looked very soft, so he used it as a cushion under his legs.

Xia Xiu sighed slightly as he looked at the girl who was still acting recklessly. The pillow she was using as a footrest was his pillow.

"Don't talk about diversity, just keep talking about it. I'd be happy to listen."

After saying that, Xia Xiu took out his cell phone and switched it to recording mode. He hadn't thought about this just now and missed a chance to expose his dark history.

"Isn't this boring?"

Seeing Xia Xiu took out his cell phone and was serious about it, the girl stopped flirting and just lay on the bed out of boredom, rolling around occasionally.

The girl walked around Xia Xiu's room and found that there was really nothing interesting. Now she was not allowed to chat, so she could only lie on the bed like a salted fish.

"So, what's the matter with you coming to see me today?"

Xia Xiu's low voice came, with his back to the girl, playing with something in his hands.

"It's okay. Didn't I say I was here to visit the patient?"

He was sharpening a pencil with a knife, and pieces of sawdust fell onto the table.

The reason why he agreed to Jiang Yuyan's date request yesterday was purely for Su Yuhan's sake. But today, Jiang Yuyan took the initiative to come to his house without any greetings, and they were not that familiar with each other.

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes. The last time he acted so recklessly was Lan Zixuan, whose body was already cold...

"I'm fine now. Now that I've finished visiting the patient, you don't need to worry about me."

"It's okay. I'll vacate the bed for you, a serious patient, to rest. I'll go to the sofa and watch TV with your sister."

The girl continued to speak with a smile, as if she had not heard the order to leave in his words at all.

"It's meaningless to bring this up like this, Jiang Yuyan."

"uh-huh?"

"You know, we're not familiar with each other."

"It doesn't matter, I'm familiar with you."

"You don't have to pester me. You should know that I'm a rotten person. You can't get anything good from me."

"That doesn't matter, as long as I'm happy."

Xia Xiu sighed helplessly. He said that he was not good at dealing with Jiang Yuyan and her. The smoke was still lingering, but he couldn't really kill her, right?

"why?"

He put the sharpened pencil into the pen holder and used his hands to put the wood chips into the trash can little by little.

"Why so many whys? I remember I said I liked you."

"You don't like this."

"So which one is liking it?"

The girl asked back.

"Do you need a reason to like someone?"

Xia Xiu shook his head and did not answer, not arguing with the girl.

It's meaningless and will only ruin your good mood for the day.

Compared to Xia Xiu's depressed look after the argument, the girl seemed to be unaffected and was still in a happy mood.

"Oh, it's time to have breakfast. It will get cold if you don't eat it now."

After that, the girl left the room in small steps, opened the bag on the table, and took the lead in handing a big custard bun to the cute and well-behaved Jiang Chuchu. The latter glanced at Xia Xiu, and he nodded, and Chuchu then hugged the big bun and started to eat it.

The girl was chewing a red bean paste bun and pointed at the table.

"You and your sister won't eat?"

Xia Xiu shook his head. The sister he was referring to was naturally not Jiang Chuchu, but Xiaoyu who had been staying in the room and had not shown up.

He shrugged his shoulders, went to take a look in Xiaoyu's room, and found that she was still asleep, so he didn't wake her up.

I glanced at Jiang Yuyan. Well, maybe Su Yuhan said something to the girl. After all, they are best friends.

Xia Xiu sat on the sofa and turned down the volume of the TV so as not to wake up Xiaoyu who was still sleeping.

Then, with a housekeeper-like personality, he went to the refrigerator and took out two boxes of milk and handed them to Chuchu and Jiang Yuyan.

"Drink it, don't choke."

"Hey, Xia Xiu, you're a pretty good person."

Xia Xiu rolled his eyes, then took out his phone and checked. No messages had been sent to him, but he still had an uneasy feeling.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Xia Xiu realized his so-called premonition was true.

No one needs to guess who will come to Xia's house.

Xia Xiu sighed again. Why was today so uneasy?

Chapter 1: The basis of life is death

I felt a little cold. Even on a sunny day, the laws of the world seemed to suddenly reverse. The feeling of the sunlight on my body stimulated my skin like rain, making me wrap myself tightly involuntarily.

I sat against the wall with my arms folded. A few meters away on the street, the shouts of people coming and going and the roar of cars stimulated my eardrums.

But when the sound flowing through the eardrum reaches the brain, it has turned into waves of distorted sounds like a monster's roar, as if telling you that this world is fake, that house, that life, that study, everything is fake.

It is persuading itself to face the reality, to face the reality that their twisted, evil, dirty, shameful and despicable lives are the real reality.

And I live with them in such a gloomy and dark life.

I looked up at the sun, and the dazzling ultraviolet light forcefully penetrated into my eye sockets, pierced through my lens, and reached the central nervous system of my brain, making me subconsciously freeze in place.

What is light? What is darkness? People always say that light is beautiful, the opposite of dirty darkness, a hero, and justice. But why is it that when I look directly at the light, my eyes are completely dark?

The light from 500 seconds ago seemed to bring me into that world, where the monsters with bared fangs and claws roaring were the real world.

I laughed, reality is reality, dreams are dreams, how could I not tell the difference?

I turned my head to look at the scene around me, and somehow I ended up in my own bedroom. The originally tidy room became a mess, with cosmetic boxes scattered everywhere, a comb broken in half, a thermos cup with only the bottle body left and the cap nowhere to be found, and food spilled on the floor from somewhere unknown, emitting an unpleasant smell.

A twisted little man suddenly appeared next to him, dancing and shouting beside him.

"Look, look, this is your daily life, this is the bedroom you live in in the real world!"

It floats in the air, moving freely between various objects, as if it has no substance.

I shook my head and said with my head down.

"It's just a dream. I love cleanliness."

"Accept the reality. You deserve to live in such a dirty pigsty."

I shook my head again, my eyes firm.

These were all just dreams. I pinched my arm and there was no pain.

In my memory, the room shouldn't be like this. The cosmetics should be neatly placed on the table, the water cups should be placed on the bedside, the walls should be covered with pink and blue girlish stickers, and the messy doll pillows on the floor should decorate this cute little room neatly and orderly.

I bent down and picked up the things on the ground, putting things like doll boxes in the place I remembered, and picked up the broom in the corner to clean up the garbage. Then I found a bottle of nice-smelling air freshener from somewhere, and the whole cabin became brand new, and the air was filled with pleasant smells, exactly the same as the room in my memory.

I pinched my arm again, but still felt no pain. I snorted and said to the ugly little man.