BE Crazy Demon Survival System

"Is he really your little uncle?"

Xia Zhixu lifted his collar at the school gate, revealing his badge, and said helplessly, "My grandfather has an old man, my uncle is about the same age as my dad. In terms of seniority, I really have to call him uncle."

Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing. Xia Zhixu explained hurriedly, "He was born in winter, and I am half a year older than him."

"Then you were miserable during Chinese New Year?"

"Yeah." Xia Zhixu frowned, "I have to pay him New Year greetings every New Year, and adults like to tease me." Xia Zhixu imitated the expressions of the seven aunts and eight aunts, "you have to call a little Uncle, say Happy New Year, uncle, or I won’t give you New Year’s money."

Xu Qichen smiled happily, Xia Zhixu sighed, "We have been bullied by him since we were young."

"we?"

"He, I, and Chen Fang are all from a primary school. Xia Xiqing relied on being well-behaved and would pretend to be garlic in front of adults. Therefore, Chen Fang was bullied by him every day, and no one believed when he asked the teacher to file a complaint.

Xia Zhixu couldn't help but laugh, "I remember when Chen Fang secretly used his oil pastel in the third grade of elementary school, and it made a mess of things. Xia Xiqing's revenge became serious and he said nothing at the time. Then one day during a lunch break, he took advantage of Chen Fang to go to bed, and filled his stationery box with the little earthworms he dug, ten or so."

Xia Zhixu's eyebrows were curved, showing a pair of small tiger teeth, "I heard that he waited a full week to catch the earthworms in the rain."

"Chen Fang is so miserable." Xu Qichen went up the stairs while imagining the scene at the time in his mind.

"Yes," Xia Zhixu said with a smile, "and since childhood, the little girl Chen Fang has liked either likes Xia Xiqing or..."

He suddenly stopped talking. Xu Qichen, who was walking in front, turned his head, the height difference of the first step made the two people's eyes parallel.

"Who do you like?"

When these amber eyes looked at them, there was always a misty feeling of invisible focus, and Xia Zhixu's pupils flickered.

"No one." Xia Zhixu took a step forward and walked to Xu Qichen's side. "Anyway, the hapless guy was afraid of Xia Xiqing since he was a child, and Xia Xiqing can paint again. When he was a child, he often painted disgusting and terrifying things to scare him."

Xu Qichen smiled, "It turns out that Chen Fang is so courageous."

When the two reached the fourth floor, Xia Zhixu had to turn into the classroom. He suddenly stopped, turned and asked, "It's coming off soon. Do you have any plans for summer vacation?"

"Well...it should be sleeping at home and reading." Xu Qichen yawned slightly, "I haven't slept enough recently, and sometimes I get sleepy in class."

Xia Zhixu stared blankly at Xu Qichen's yawn, and was taken aback.

so cute.

"what happened to you?"

"Nothing," Xia Zhixu reacted. The word cute is not used to describe a boy at all. He turned around and said, "I have entered the classroom." After speaking, he walked into the classroom quickly.

It's weird. Xu Qichen yawned again and walked to the fifth floor by himself. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw Xia Xiqing sleeping there.

Speaking of which, these two love to sleep. Xu Qichen thought to himself, he won't be infected by them.

When he walked to the seat, Xu Qichen patted him on the shoulder. Xia Xiqing raised his head with a piece of paper on his face. He took the paper off in a daze and gave Xu Qichen a place.

"You're here so early." Xu Qichen took out a box of pure milk on the side of his schoolbag and inserted a straw into his mouth.

Xia Xiqing stood up and stretched, "I didn't go back." He took a piece of paper from his drawer and handed it to Xu Qichen.

Xu Qichen slowly took the piece of paper and turned it over. It turned out to be a watercolor painting with faint colors. It was painted with a man sitting by the window looking down and reading.

He looked at it several times carefully, "This person..."

"It's you." Xia Xiqing poured herself saliva and screwed the lid on, "I gave it to you."

This is the first time Xu Qichen received a painting painted by someone else. He was a little happy, but he was a little confused, "Why do you paint me?"

"Why, I like you."

Xu Qichen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened when he looked at him. Xia Xiqing saw that he was so serious, with a prank and successful smile, "Making you. I don't like you like this."

"I had nothing to do in the classroom at noon, so I drew a picture."

Although he humbly added the word "smooth", the painting is really beautiful, with delicate brushwork and soft colors, even the light and shadow are just right, as if he had watched himself sitting here and drew it. .

"Thank you." Xu Qichen carefully clipped this gift into his book, "but you are so serious that you still use watercolor to paint."

"Because you are suitable for watercolor."

Xu Qichen looked at Xia Xiqing, the other party took out a book of math study questions from the drawer, and explained without looking up, "Different people have different temperaments. If you want to highlight a person’s style on the drawing paper, you need to use it. Different expressions. Your temperament is like water, light and comfortable, so watercolor is the most suitable."

Although he didn't know much about painting, this theory made him feel very interesting. Suddenly a brilliant smiling face appeared in his mind. Xu Qichen hesitated and asked, "What about Xia Zhixu?"

"You mean my nephew." Xia Xiqing was excited when he mentioned this, his eyes crooked, and he didn't even want to answer directly, "He can just sketch."

"sketch?"

"Well, his color is strong enough, and I can't draw it in any color. The facial features are three-dimensional, and the proportions are accurate. They are most suitable for pencil sketching."

After hearing Xia Xiqing's words, Xu Qichen's mouth turned up involuntarily.

Yes, if everyone is naturally a painting, then Xia Zhixu must be the one with the fullest and most ardent colors.

After the second class in the afternoon, there was eye exercises. Xu Qichen was so sleepy that he had already slept at the same table for a short period of political class. He finally couldn't stand it. He put on his school uniform and lay down on the table as soon as the bell rang.

In summer, air-conditioned classrooms, cool school uniforms and jackets, the combination of these conditions equals a super comfortable sleep.

Xia Zhixu, who was doing eye exercises in the classroom, was called out by the math teacher, "Help me carry this to class 7."

Originally, Xia Zhixu was unwilling to run errands, but when he thought that Class 7 and Class 4 were on the fifth floor, he happily agreed.

Class 13 is on the far left of the fourth floor, close to the stairs, Class 4 is the second last to the right on the fifth floor, and Class 7 is in the middle of the fifth floor, which is closer to the stairs on the left. Holding a thick stack of books, Xia Zhixu deliberately walked to the far right of the fourth floor, and then went up the stairs on the right to the fifth floor, so that he could go through Class 4 and take a look at what Xu Qichen was doing now.

The weather in June was already very hot. Every shift turned on the air conditioner, and the doors and windows were tightly closed. When passing the door of shift 4, Xia Zhixu’s pace slowed down, but the frequency of his heartbeat rose a little. high.

He pursed his mouth, pretending to pass by accidentally, glanced at the second window, only to find Xu Qichen lying on the table sleeping soundly.

Although a little lost, Xu Qichen's side face was directed out of the window, and the sun shined through the glass on his face, outlining the shape of the fine fluff on his face. His chin and mouth are tucked into the collar of his school uniform jacket, and his arms are pressed under his profile, looking like a cute little milk rabbit closed in a glass window.

Seeing a carton of milk next to his head and a straw that was bitten flat on it, he didn't finish drinking it.

You will knock it over as soon as you reach out.

Thinking about this, Xia Zhixu had imagined that Xu Qichen would wake up after accidentally knocking over the milk carton.

The white liquid dripped down his dark brown hair.

A face of ignorance and confusion.

What are you thinking about! The upright villain in Xia Zhixu's mind quickly emerged, waving his little hand to break up those weird pictures.

After regaining consciousness, Xia Zhixu was a little awkward when seeing a few girls in Class 4 looking at him, holding the workbook in his hand and walking towards Class 7 pretendingly.

Handed the math homework to the math class representative of Class 7. Xia Zhixu went downstairs and happened to meet Chen Fang who came out of the toilet. The two stood in the corridor and chatted for a while, and within a few minutes, they heard the health committee inside. Calling his name.

Xia Zhixu stood at the door of the classroom: "What's the matter, my general health committee?"

"You are on duty today and you didn't mop the floor." The health commissioner walked up to him with the mop and handed it to him. "Go and wash the mop."

Xia Zhixu deliberately sighed for a long time, "Zhi—dao—la—"

Chen Fang, who was leaning on the corridor, reminded, "The faucet in the bathroom on our floor is broken, and the ground is full of water. Go to the third or fifth floor to wash it."

"Good." Xia Zhixu took the mop and habitually went up to the fifth floor. When he reached the end of the bathroom, he saw a thin figure standing in front of the bathroom faucet, leaning halfway, and about to lift his head. The head stuck under the faucet.

"Hey! This will catch a cold!" Xia Zhixu strode forward, grabbed Xu Qichen's shoulder, and pulled him over to face him.

Xu Qichen raised his head and saw Xia Zhixu, the trance on his face was reduced a little. His hair and half of his face were full of milk, and his cheeks were red. The white liquid flowed down the hair strands, dripping out a few long marks on his fair face, forehead, eyelids, cheeks, mouth corners, all the way down.

On the tip of the chin, there is a small drop of milk that cannot be dropped.

Xu Qichen spoke in a daze, "I accidentally overturned the milk."

How Xia Zhixu could think about it, the wild conjecture after seeing his sleeping face turned out to be true.

puff.

Can't hold it anymore.

Releasing the hand that held him, Xia Zhixu burst into laughter.

Xu Qichen was still a little dazed, ignoring his ridicule, walked to the faucet on his own, and poured water on the soiled hair with both hands. The hair and face are good to say, and the uniforms and shirts are also full of milk stains. I had to pour water on the clothes little by little, trying to lighten the traces of milk.

Xia Zhixu was washing the mop next to him, and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

After getting wet, the white shirt became transparent, faintly revealing the shape of the boy's chest.

My lips suddenly became dry, and I couldn't help but want to lick it.

"Xu Qichen, wait for me." Xia Zhixu suddenly put the mop in his hand into his hand, "Don't go away, just wait for me here, I'll be right back." He left the bathroom after he said that. , Walked to the men's bathroom next door.

A mop was inexplicably stuffed, Xu Qichen looked at the mop head dripping with water, and then at the dripping water, his mind was still dizzy.

After a while, Xia Zhixu came out. He handed the white shirt in his hand to Xu Qichen, "Go and change this one." Seeing Xu Qichen confused and not picking up the clothes, Xia Zhixu approached and forced the clothes. Tucked it to him, "You can't wear this one on you."

Xu Qichen looked up at him. Xia Zhixu was wearing a school uniform jacket, but when he lowered his head, he couldn't see his shirt collar from the collar, but directly saw the collarbone.

He didn't wear anything inside.

Realizing this, Xu Qichen suddenly became sober, and the whole person was a little uncomfortable. The summer light projected in from the glass window of the bathroom, shone on his earlobe, and burned panic.

He clutched the shirt in his hand, reluctant to wear it, "It's very hot, you will wear a coat..."

"It's okay, anyway, the air conditioner is always on, I feel cold." Xia Zhixu smiled and urged, "You go to the toilet and change it."

After speaking, he took his mop back from Xu Qichen's hand and quickly left the bathroom, walking so fast that he was afraid that he would be a step late, Xu Qichen would catch up and return the shirt to him. Xia Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief until he walked to the door of the classroom and looked back and saw no one else behind.

"The mop has been washed for a century." Chen Fang, who was sitting in the classroom, joked, "It's really a young master."

Xia Zhixu gave him a white look and felt that the classroom was extremely hot. He grabbed his collar and fanned it. He frowned and asked, "Who turned off the air conditioner, didn't it just turn on?"

"Don't mention it, just now the new team leader came and said that we were wearing jackets and blowing air-conditioning, wasting national resources, forcibly shutting it off for us, and saying that we were not allowed to turn it on."

It's so desperate.

"Zhi Xu, mop the floor, class will start later."

Xia Zhi Xu Sheng, who couldn't blow the air conditioner and could only wear a school uniform jacket, dragged the ground imperceptibly and sat back on his seat.

So hot.

He rolled up the two sleeves of the school uniform jacket, unscrewed the water bottle and took a big mouthful.

Seeing that he was still wearing his coat at the table, he couldn't help but say, "Hey, Xia Zhixu, aren't you hot?"

It's not too hot.

"Well, it's not hot."

"Really? I'm so hot."

me too……

"I have a cold and I am afraid of the cold."

"But this is June."

"Hurry up and write your homework, it's so noisy."

After finally getting through to the last class of the afternoon, the classmates in the classroom rushed out, and Xia Zhixu followed Chen Fang to the cafeteria. The two of them ate the dishes and carried the dinner plates. Chen Fang kept talking about his vacation arrangements in his ears. Xia Zhixu listened to each other, watching the empty seats around him, but he was not careful. Saw two familiar figures.

"Hey hey, where are you going." Chen Fang followed Xia Zhixu's direction and saw the two people. "No, you want to eat with Xia Xiqing..." No way, no more, Chen Fang Still following Xia Zhixu.

Xia Zhixu was holding the dinner plate, feeling bored, as if he had been punched.

After such a long journey, Xu Qichen didn't even look up for a moment.

Even if you look up, you can see yourself walking towards him.

I don't know what joke Xia Xiqing said to Xu Qichen. Xu Qichen bit his chopsticks and listened fascinated, with smiles in his eyes.

Xia Zhixu was so dazzling to see that even his stomach was twisted.

An unreasonable guy.

Listening to Xia Xiqing vividly talking about Xia Zhi and Xu's childhood, with a bang, Xu Qichen raised his head in fright and saw that there was an extra plate on the empty seat beside him. The table continued to shake from the plate just now, so he raised his head. , I saw Xia Zhixu with a pale face.

"You, you are here."

Xia Zhixu discovered that the opening remarks Xu Qichen said to him after the division was always the same.

"Why, the cafeteria is so big, can't I come?"

This was the first time Xu Qichen heard Xia Zhixu speak in this tone. He was startled, and suddenly he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Left behind, Chen Fang could only sit next to Xia Xiqing with his scalp. Xia Xiqing took a bean in his mouth and laughed, "Who is this who poured poison on my eldest nephew? Tell me to make my uncle happy. fun."

"Fuck off."

Xia Xiqing smiled dignifiedly, "Be reasonable, I occupied this seat first. If you want to get out, it shouldn't be me."

Chen Fang looked at Xia Zhixu, whose expression became increasingly ugly, and immediately came out to make a round of it, "Oh, eat and eat, don't make any noise."

"Yes, eat~eat~" Xia Xiqing saw Xu Qichen not speaking, and took a chicken wing from his bowl and placed it in his bowl. "Eat more, see if you are thinner."

With a strangely affectionate tone, Xu Qichen glanced at Xia Xiqing suspiciously, "This..." Before he could pick it up, this poor chicken wing was picked up by Xia Zhixu who was sitting next to him and threw it back to Xia Xiqing's dinner plate. "He doesn't eat chicken wings." After saying that, he gave Xu Qichen all the sweet and sour tenderloin in his bowl, "Eat this, I will give you all."

Xu Qichen looked at the dishes on his plate in confusion, feeling that the people around him were weird and didn't know what was wrong.

Xia Xiqing was skinless and faceless. He stretched out his hand and picked up a chopsticks sweet and sour pork tenderloin from Xu Qichen's plate, put it in his mouth regardless of Xia Zhixu's prevention, and chewed it to him on purpose.

"Why are you so shameless?" Xia Zhixu frowned and looked at Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing swallowed the food in his mouth and frowned, "Oh, hey, it's so sour, so sour, how much jealous you put it. Chenchen, don't eat it anymore."

Chenchen?

Chenchen? ? ?

When did you two become so close.

Xia Zhixu's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he wished to lift the table now. Xia Xiqing suffocated her smile so that her stomach hurts. Ouch, yelled several times, "Chenchen, eat quickly. My stomach is so uncomfortable. After you finish eating, accompany me to the infirmary."

"Ok."

Ok?

Ok? ?

Xia Zhixu's mentality completely collapsed, he was sitting next to such a big living person, when he was dead? Why is it like I can't see him.

Chen Fang, who had been watching the battle carefully, suddenly saw Xu Qichen's breastplate half-hidden under the collar of his shirt, with the word Xia written on the exposed part.

Why Xia... shouldn't it be Xu Qichen?

He was a little puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Xu Qichen, you, the shirt you wear is Xia Xiqing's?"

--boom!

The small volcano in Xia Zhixu's heart finally erupted.

"It's mine, the shirt is mine!"

The chopsticks in the hands of the other three people on the table stopped.

The atmosphere became particularly awkward for a while.

After a while, Xia Xiqing laughed, and the whole person leaned back. Chen Fang looked dazed, while Xu Qichen lowered his head to eat a carrot in silence without saying a word.

Seeing Xu Qichen saying nothing, Xia Zhixu felt angry and bored, and simply stopped eating, and stood up with the dinner plate. When Xu Qichen saw that he was about to go, he just wanted to stop him, the other party was furious. Leaving the restaurant.

Xia Xiqing smiled with tears coming out of her eyes, "It turns out that the real body of our smirking little prince is a pufferfish, it's so interesting hahaha."

Xu Qichen lowered his head and opened the collar of his shirt, only to realize that he had changed his clothes in a hurry, and forgot to change his breastplate. He pulled the neckline to cover the small nameplate. Xia Xiqing did not ask why he would wear Xia Zhixu's clothes, and Xu Qichen did not mention it. After eating, Xu Qichen bought a rice ball from the restaurant and put it in his pocket. The two of them walked to the fourth floor together. His footsteps paused and he was still hesitating.

Xia Xiqing put both hands in his pockets, leaning on the handrails of the stairs, and spoke lazily, "Go if you want."

Xu Qichen looked back at Xia Xiqing, and felt that he was terrifying, and he could see through all his thoughts.

"No, I bought it for myself." Xu Qichen went straight to the fifth floor after saying that, Xia Xiqing followed, sighed deliberately, and then laughed again.

When I was studying in the evening, I finally turned on the air conditioner. Xia Zhixu kept his head dull and kept calculating the problems. He didn't lift his head for a minute. The same table looked terrible, "Hey, you have to combine work and rest. ."

Xia Zhixu ignored him. As long as he was idle now, his mind was full of images of Xia Xiqing molesting Xu Qichen.

He hasn't just taken Xu Qichen's shoulder casually.

Nor has it been called a more intimate name than [Xu Qichen].

The more I think about it, the more I feel uncomfortable. This kind of uncomfort is a strange and terrifying emotion for Xia Zhixu. It is above his control and can swallow his reason in an instant and turn him into A disgusting and irritable person.

Why is this happening?

Xia Zhixu thought of Xia Xiqing coming to his home during the Chinese New Year and insisting on snatching a newly bought robot from him. He was also very angry at that time, but only angry, and didn't feel as sad as he is now.

He silently stared at the half-calculated question on the draft paper, and the messy algebraic symbols on it jumped in front of his eyes, turning into tiny light spots, and finally turned into Xu Qichen's faint smile.

Yes, the robot won't smile at Xia Xiqing, but he will.

Why does he laugh at others?

If only I could smile at myself for the rest of my life.

Xia Zhixu was not really surprised by his own thoughts, especially the three words in his whole life. He had never thought about connecting whose name with his [all my life], which was so strange.

Until the end of the evening self-study, Xia Zhixu couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

As soon as he left the classroom door, he saw Xu Qichen standing at the corner of the stairs. He was leaning against the wall with his schoolbag on his back. When he saw Xia Zhixu, his eyes lit up, his mouth opened, and he didn't speak.

Xia Zhixu also wanted to say something and stopped. In just ten seconds, a large number of opening lines popped up in his mind, and he crossed out one by one, and only whispered, "Let's go."

Two people went downstairs one after another. The students walking by were discussing various topics, most of which were the upcoming holidays. This was originally what Xia Zhixu wanted to discuss with Xu Qichen. But now I can't speak.

Just looking at him, I felt a stone stuck in my heart.

But if I can't see him, I feel like it's two yuan, no, ten yuan.

Xia Zhixu felt sad, wouldn't Xu Qichen also not speak if he didn't speak? Why do you have something to say when you are with Xia Xiqing, and you can laugh so freely?

I just blamed Xu Qichen for a few words in my mind, and soon began to refute myself, how can I think of him like this? Whoever he is willing to be friends with is his own business.

Why should I ask myself?

What right do you have to be angry?

I'm so annoying.

Why is it so sad to make friends.

Xu Qichen followed Xia Zhixu and didn't know how to speak. He put his hand in his school uniform jacket, clutching the cold rice ball until he reached the bus stop, and he could not muster the courage to speak.

Thinking of the way Xia Zhixu was angry today, he felt puzzled and puzzled.

In his eyes, Xia Zhixu had never lost his temper.

After the late self-study, the bus was always extremely crowded. Xu Qichen, who got on the bus one step later than Xia Zhixu, was squeezed to the back by a few students, and the two were separated by several people. The car swayed, and after two stops, the students gradually got off the car, and the place between the two was empty.

Xu Qichen wanted to walk to Xia Zhixu's side while leaning on the station. Who knows that as soon as he took a step, the driver restarted the car. He slammed forward. He thought he would fall to the ground, but he fell. In a warm embrace.

Seeing Xu Qichen falling over, Xia Zhixu's heart suddenly jumped twice. Before he realized his consciousness, he had already taken two steps forward to catch him and held him tightly.

Xu Qichen's body exudes a faint milk fragrance, probably because of the milk splashed on him during the day, and his head is against Xia Zhixu's chest, making his heart more uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry..." Xu Qichen's voice was dull. He helped Xia Zhixu's arm stand firmly, and then left his embrace.

"Grab this." Xia Zhixu held his wrist and led him to a pillar next to him.

Xu Qichen wrapped his arms around the pillar, first raised his head and glanced at Xia Zhixu, then dullly took out the rice ball from his pocket.

He wanted to open the outer packaging for Xia Zhixu to eat, but he didn't know how to open the rice ball. After others unpacked it, it was a whole rice ball wrapped in seaweed, but when he opened it, the rice ball fell apart.

Seeing this "rice ball" made of rice or seaweed and seaweed, Xu Qichen was full of frustration. He wanted to look up at Xia Zhixu, but found that the other party was looking at him.

"Is this for me?"

"Ah..." Xu Qichen wrapped the plastic wrapper indiscriminately, "Don't eat it anymore, it's cold, and it's scattered..."

Xia Zhixu held the ring with one hand, grabbed the shapeless rice ball from his hand with the other, took a bite, "I'm starving to death, thank you."

After eating a rice ball, two people arrived at the station.

The street lamp pulled Xia Zhixu's shadow so long, Xu Qichen stepped on the shadow, from his head to the soles of his feet, until he stood beside him, he finally couldn't help but ask Said, "Why are you angry today?"

"I am not angry." Xia Zhixu bluntly denied.

"You are angry." Xu Qichen's retorted tone was as plain as a normal statement, and he raised another question, "Xia Xiqing is very nice, why are you..."

"He is not good."

I forbid you to say that he is good.

"...But I think he is good, just as I think Chen Fang is also good." Xu Qichen explained.

Xia Zhixu finally stopped and turned around, "So, do you think he is good, just like you think I am good?"

Xu Qichen was startled.

He didn't expect that the problem would be equivalently replaced with this in the end.

The answer is of course different, he is very clear in his heart. But if he told the truth, what kind of questions would Xia Zhixu ask?

So he chose to avoid it, but didn't want to expose his guilty conscience.

"Your clothes, I changed them before get out of class ends." Xu Qichen unzipped his schoolbag. The folded clothes were a little wrinkled. He took them out and handed them to Xia Zhixu, "Thank you, I'm leaving."

It was as if he had a serious illness, groggy, and all his internal organs were twisted together. Xia Zhixu walked back home. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed with his schoolbag and shirt beside the bed. He stretched out his hand. , Hit the nameplate of the shirt.

On summer nights, the air was filled with an unnamed fragrance of flowers, which made people feel dizzy. Xia Zhixu lay on the bed, staring blankly at the white shirt he should have taken out and put in the washing machine. After a long time, he picked it up and put it on his face.

The milk scent is mixed with a very light and faint scent, which is about the smell of his body shower gel. It is so sweet that Xia Zhixu's heart is flustered, and his heartbeat is getting faster and faster. About to suffocate.

The light in the room passed through the white shirt and blindfolded his eyes.

I was so sick that hallucinations began to appear before my eyes. In the bathroom in the afternoon, the face stained with milk, the wet hair sticking to the cheeks, the translucent shirt, and the faintly revealing left chest.

That night, Xia Zhixu was with this white shirt.

Created a dream that can't be told to anyone.