A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 78: Closeness, warming relationship

Huo Lin's body temperature has always been icy cold. Ever since he was infected with the mutant virus, his body temperature has been in a state as if it had been in low-temperature refrigeration all year round.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of warmth oozing out of every tiny pore of his skin for a long, long time.

At this moment, his body felt like boiling water, stimulating the pumping of his blood. It was as if his entire body was being roasted by a raging fire, making him desperate to do something.

This is not a good thing for Huo Lin.

His sanity was slowly being eroded.

The only person he saw in his eyes was Liu Qingzhi, and it seemed that he could only see Liu Qingzhi.

His gaze fell on Liu Qingzhi's neck. The lighting in this area was not very bright, but his body, which was different from that of ordinary people, allowed him to see the arterial patterns on Liu Qingzhi's neck clearly.

He seemed to be able to hear the sound of fresh blood flowing slowly inside him. This sound, along with the frequency of his heartbeat, stimulated his nerves again and again.

Huo Lin clenched his hands tightly. The next second, he abruptly retracted his gaze and changed his sideways posture to lying flat again. He turned his eyes, which had already condensed some obscure emotions, to face the inner wall of the jellyfish above.

The ceiling decorated with green ivy is like a string of silent wind chimes, swaying slightly with the wind circulating inside the Jellyfish House.

However, even though Liu Qingzhi was no longer in his sight, the scene he saw a few seconds ago was still echoing in his mind.

From the end of Liu Qingzhi's eyes to the bridge of his nose, then to the corners of his lips and chin, and finally to the Adam's apple in a light shadow on his slender neck.

Every frame seemed like a frozen picture, leaving an indelible mark in his consciousness.

Fine beads of sweat began to flow from Huo Lin's forehead. At this time, the fever-reducing patch became a kind of restraint. His lips tightened subconsciously, and his already sharp jawline became even deeper.

Liu Qingzhi naturally noticed the changes in Huo Lin.

He even sensed it when Huo Lin's gaze first fell on him.

But he didn't care too much at that time.

Because I believe Huo Lin can restrain himself.

That's the truth.

Huo Lin withdrew his gaze.

But there was no improvement in my mental state.

Now, Liu Qingzhi could no longer pretend that he noticed nothing.

He turned his head and looked at Huo Lin who was lying flat on his back.

Under the warm light, Huo Lin closed his eyes again, and the traces of his eyelashes trembling were more obvious than when he had the nightmare.

The hair on both sides of the temples was also wet with sweat, and the ends of the hair were clustered into a few strands that stuck to the angular outline.

His breathing was very uneven and his chest rose and fell with his rapid breaths.

Liu Qingzhi stretched out his hand.

Taking off the fever-reducing patch on Huo Lin's forehead. At this moment, Liu Qingzhi's fingertips inevitably touched Huo Lin's forehead.

Because of his ice ability, Liu Qingzhi's body temperature was lower than before. His fingertips, like cold jade, brushed across Huo Lin's burning forehead. The impact of hot and cold made Huo Lin's body suddenly tense, and his originally rapid breathing became a little heavy.