In the name of array

The two returned to Hexin after eating. Li Xiucheng unlocked the door of 1607 with his fingerprint, and Zhao Jie followed him in, as calmly as if 1607 was his home.

When Li Xiucheng entered the room, he first poured a glass of water for Zhao Jie, and then took home clothes to take a bath. As soon as Li Xiucheng entered the bathroom, he turned on the shower, took off all his clothes, stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of the water, and then walked into the water curtain.

Hot water poured down from the top of the head to wash away the tiredness of the day. The fragrance of the shower gel lingered in the entire bathroom with the heat. Li Xiucheng's figure appeared more clear and soft in the hazy water mist.

He raised his head and turned his face upwards, letting the warm water hit his face, forming streams of water between his eyebrows and eyes, and then meandering downwards, taking away the soft white foam.

After the foam was washed away, Li Xiucheng turned off the water and planned to get the bath towel hanging by the bathtub, but when he turned around, he saw Zhao Jie standing not far behind him, with an intriguing expression on his face.

Li Xiucheng was startled, and quickly covered Xiaocheng and said, "You...you, when did you come in?"

Zhao Jie ignored him, striding towards him with an expression on his face as if he was about to swallow him alive, Li Xiucheng sensed the danger, tried to stop him, and quickly said: "Help me get the bath towel."

Not only was Zhao Xie indifferent, but he also took off his shirt while walking, and in a few seconds, he walked to Li Xiucheng's side, strangled his neck, and forced their chests to stick together. Zhao Xie gritted his teeth. Said in Li Xiucheng's ear: "You haven't come out after washing for so long, aren't you waiting for me to come in?"

Li Xiucheng was very annoyed: "Obviously..." Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jie lowered his head and sealed his lips.

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Li Xiucheng was forced to take a shower again. After getting dressed, Zhao Jie took a hair dryer to dry his hair.

After the hair of both of them was dried, Li Xiucheng looked at the time, and it was nearly 12 o'clock. Li Xiucheng put away the hair dryer, looked at Zhao Jie who was covered with only a towel all over his body, and Li Xiucheng asked him, "Aren't you going back to 1609?"

Zhao Jie went straight into Li Xiucheng's bedroom, stood by Li Xiucheng's bed, threw the bath towel on the bedside table, walked Xiaojie into Li Xiucheng's bed, and said to Li Xiucheng who came in behind him: "Are you planning to Don’t recognize people when you put on pants?”

Li Xiucheng was once again shocked by Zhao Jie's flirty words. His hands were still sore and his jaw was about to dislocate. He stood beside the bed and looked down at Zhao Jie and said, "Forget it, I don't care about you. It means do you want to go to the suit at the opposite door?"

Zhao Jie stared at him with a smile on his face and said, "Isn't this a short hand and a soft mouth?"

Li Xiucheng couldn't bear it anymore, and said back: "What am I going to eat..." After saying a few words, he stopped abruptly, just now...in the bathroom...it seems...indeed, I did eat...

Li Xiucheng's handsome face blushed, and he had to admit that it wasn't that he gave in to Zhao Xie, but that he really couldn't show off to Zhao Xie.

Zhao Jie smiled and pulled him into bed: "I'll go get the clothes tomorrow morning, but you, when did you like to sleep in clothes?"

Li Xiucheng took advantage of the situation and lay down, using Zhao Jie's arm as a pillow: "It's a habit I've developed since I was a child." Li Xiucheng thought about Zhao Jie's words, feeling a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After turning off the lights, Zhao Jie just hugged him and chatted with him: "Do you believe in parallel universes?"

Li Xiucheng responded to him: "The concept of parallel universes has been around for a long time, but it has not been proven. Are you also a science fiction fan?"

Zhao Jie: "I've read some information about this, do you still remember what I mentioned to you?"

Li Xiucheng was surprised: "Array? The array you asked the Daoist Wang before?" Why did you talk about an array from a parallel universe?The arc of this thinking is really not small.

Zhao Jie: "Yes, there is a story passed down by our ancestors that through this formation, you can travel through time and space."

Li Xiucheng thought to himself that Zhao Jie was really willing to work hard to keep his "superstitious" character set up, so he jokingly said, "Why, are you going to follow me to say 'the end of science is theology'?"

Zhao Jie heard the teasing in Li Xiucheng's tone, and he was not upset, he just said: "Strictly speaking, if you can really travel through time and space through it, then you can prove the existence of parallel universes, and this array, as a node that travels through time and space , it is not theology, but science.”

Li Xiucheng grasped the point and hit him mercilessly: "So this array, has it been proven that it can travel through time and space?"

Zhao Jie: "..." It can be said to be confirmed... but it seems not to be confirmed... After all, he did not come here out of thin air, but a real contemporary person, whose consciousness was 'activated'.

These can't be explained, and he can't hand himself over to scientists for research.

Seeing that Zhao Xie had stopped talking, Li Xiucheng teased him again: "Tell me the fairy tales passed down by your ancestors."

Zhao Jie: "Aren't you afraid of being brainwashed by my superstitious thoughts?"

Li Xiucheng smiled and said, "Just listen to it as a bedtime story."

Zhao Jie: "..."

Li Xiucheng waited for a long time without hearing Zhao Jie's voice, and gradually fell asleep, he took a breath and said, "Aren't you planning to make up a story now?"

Zhao Jie sighed quietly and said, "Forget it, I'll tell you next time, go to sleep today."

Li Xiucheng was indeed a little tired, and after saying goodnight to Zhao Jie, he fell into a dreamland.

The author has something to say:

I was locked out of a psychological barrier, and stopped for two days to heal my injuries.