Wen Xiaohui felt that he touched some hot potato, so he threw the knife back into the box.
Luo Yi smiled: "Do you regret it? I told you not to open it."
Wen Xiaohui couldn't believe it: "Why did he give you such a thing?"
The corner of Luo Yi's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile: "He thinks his son should remain a wolf." Luo Yi closed the lid, "Don't say it."
"No..." Wen Xiaohui felt a little uneasy, "Maybe he thinks boys like these things, although I don't like them..."
Luo Yi shrugged
Luo Yi threw the box aside and changed the subject: "Come on, let me see your gift."
Wen Xiaohui didn't want to spoil his carefully prepared birthday, so he decided not to ask any more questions. He picked up the gift box, looked at Luo Yi expectantly, and signaled him to open it with his eyes.
Luo Yi opened the box and saw the running shoes inside.
Wen Xiaohui said with a smile: "I don't know what you lack at the moment, anyway, you run and exercise every day, and consumables such as shoes are always needed."
Luo Yi said seriously: "I like it very much, thank you."
The smile on Wen Xiaohui's face grew bigger and bigger: "There is another gift, here." He pointed to the strawberry cake on the table, "I learned from my mother for a day, and I made it myself. I originally wanted to make a table of dishes, but I don't know, the food is ordered by the hotel, so it's definitely not bad."
The two sat at the table, and Luo Yi smiled lightly and said, "It's really the first time someone has prepared my birthday so carefully."
Wen Xiaohui felt a little sad when he heard it. In the past, even when his family's conditions were not good, he would always have new clothes and delicious food for his birthday every year. His parents are very strong people. Even if they are not rich, they should give him There is nothing missing, but it is Luo Yi... Every time he thinks of Luo Yi growing up so alone, he is full of sympathy and pity. He raised his glass: "Come on, happy birthday to you."
The two clinked glasses lightly.
Wen Xiaohui said proudly: "It doesn't matter if you haven't been there before, brother Xiaohui will accompany you all the time."
Luo Yi looked at him with his chin propped up: "Brother Xiaohui, I want another gift."
"Oh, what gift?"
Luo Yi stood up suddenly, crossed the table with his upper body, and poked his head over.
Wen Xiaohui suddenly felt his whole body stiff, his blood flowed backwards, his body was immobilized as if he had been cast a holding spell, only his eyeballs followed Luo Yi's chin, watching Luo Yi lean over and kiss him on the forehead.
It was a kiss as gentle as a feather brushing by, but Wen Xiaohui felt the place touched was burning hot, and that kind of heat instantly permeated his entire face and even his neck.
When Luo Yi sat back, Wen Xiaohui couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he thought Luo Yi would kiss him... Thinking of this, Wen Xiaohui stepped on himself hard.
Luo Yi smiled and said, "I will remember these three gifts for the rest of my life."
Wen Xiaohui's face was so hot that he seemed to be on fire, he didn't even have the courage to ask Luo Yi why he did such an ambiguous thing, if Luo Yi had no other thoughts at all, wouldn't it appear that his thoughts were too dirty.
Luo Yi lowered his head and cut the steak: "Let's eat."
Wen Xiaohui regained his strength: "For dinner, this restaurant was recommended by my mother. Anyway, if you want to eat something delicious, you can definitely ask him."
"You have such a good relationship with my little mother."
"Yes, he is my younger brother and my wife. I have been under the covers since I was a child." Wen Xiaohui said with a smile.
After the meal, Wen Xiaohui cut the cake, watched Luo Yi eat it hopefully, and nodded in praise. He put his hips on his hips and laughed, and immediately sent a text message to Luo Rui.
The last entertainment item was playing games. The two of them leaned barefoot on the sofa in the living room and played King of Fighters, laughing and making noise until midnight.
After a busy day, Wen Xiaohui drank again and fell asleep on the sofa while Luo Yi was going to the toilet.
Luo Yi patted Wen Xiaohui's face lightly: "Brother Xiaohui, go to bed and sleep, it's time to catch a cold."
Wen Xiaohui was so sleepy that he forced his eyes to open a crack: "Well, wait a minute." After speaking, he became confused again.
"Brother Xiaohui, get up and go upstairs, don't you take off your makeup?"
Hearing the word "makeup remover", Wen Xiaohui opened his eyes again, and looked at Luo Yi mournfully, his eyes full of struggle.
Luo Yi's hands crossed his armpits and knees, and he hugged him directly.
Wen Xiaohui was startled, and woke up from sleepiness, but it would be too embarrassing for him to wake up at this time, so he simply continued to pretend to be sleepy, and fell into Luo Yi's not so generous chest.
Looking at his trembling eyelids, Luo Yi couldn't help but smile, carried him upstairs and put him on the bed.
When Wen Xiaohui was debating whether to get up and remove his makeup, Luo Yi had already come over with makeup remover and cotton towel, and said softly, "Lie down, I'll help you remove it."
Wen Xiaohui was so moved, how could there be such a good child, if he wasn't so young, if he wasn't Yaya's son... Wen Xiaohui didn't dare to think about so many ifs anymore, if these were heavy chains, it would only add to his burden. invisibly burdened.
A soft cotton towel wiped his face.
Wen Xiaohui half-closed his eyes, looked at Luo Yi's focused and handsome side face and the thick and curled eyelashes like a fan, and quietly grasped the quilt with both hands.
"Close your eyes and go to sleep. I'll wash your face and apply something to you after removing your makeup."
Wen Xiaohui closed his eyes, Luo Yi's gentleness, Luo Yi's carefulness, Luo Yi's perfection, would anyone not be tempted by anyone else
After Wen Xiaohui's face was completely cleaned up, he also fell into a deep sleep.
Luo Yi packed up his things, closed the door quietly, and walked out of the living room.
He took out the saber from the cardboard box, and took it upstairs with the box. Instead of going back to the room, he went to the fourth floor, the room that was always locked. Wen Xiaohui always thought it was another grocery store for him. In fact, it is indeed a warehouse, but it stores some things that are inconvenient for people to see.
He unlocked the combination lock and walked into the room.
The room is large, but there is no window. There are some fitness equipment, books, and handicrafts piled up in it. In the center of one wall of the room, there is a large photo of a middle-aged man. This man has sharp eyebrows, thin lips, and a straight nose. Like a blade, it looks like a ruthless character. There are many holes in the photo, which looks a little creepy.
Luo Yi casually picked up the mechanical bow that was clamped on the bow stand, and drew the bow to the string. A gloomy coldness flashed in his eyes, and he shot an arrow, hitting the man's forehead!
He put down the bow, pulled out the arrow with a blank face, then lifted the foam target with the photo on it, found a button inside, and pressed it.
A bookshelf opened to both sides, revealing a hidden compartment, which occupies most of the wall, and there are more than a dozen cold weapons hanging there! Sabers, sabers, bows, crossbows, machetes, long swords, soft swords, each one is as elegant and expensive as a top-level handicraft, but it also has a majestic edge. At a glance, it looks like a small collection display cabinet.
Luo Yi put the knife in and closed the secret compartment.
When he returned to the room, Wen Xiaohui was asleep on his back, defenseless, and even snored.
Luo Yi lay down beside him, propped his head on his hands, traced the outline of Wen Xiaohui's face with his fingers, his pupils were deep, like two bays of bottomless spring water. His fingers slid from the forehead to the tip of the nose, and then from the tip of the nose to the lips. He gently pressed the lips, which were as soft as imagined.
An impulse rose in his heart, driving Luo Yi to lower his head, and when he was about to touch it, Wen Xiaohui yawned, turned over, and muttered unintelligible dreams in his mouth.
Luo Yi woke up like a dream, his eyes instantly calmed down...
When Wen Xiaohui woke up the next day, Luo Yi had already cleaned up all the mess from yesterday and prepared a hot breakfast.
Wen Xiaohui stretched his waist long, then looked down and saw the shoes on Luo Yi's feet: "Wow, you went out for a run today."
Luo Yi said with a smile: "The force on the arch is even, and the shock absorption is good. It is very easy to wear and looks good."
"Of course, my vision." Wen Xiaohui was very happy.
"Come to dinner, you work late today?"
"Well, I'm not in a hurry." Wen Xiaohui just sat down, suddenly remembered something, looked around the living room for a week, but still resisted asking.
Luo Yi said: "You want to ask where the knife went?"
Wen Xiaohui bit his chopsticks: "So I wasn't dreaming."
"Put it away, just treat it as a dream, it's just a decoration anyway."
Wen Xiaohui actually had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but he had no choice but to hold back. Now he can at least be sure of one thing, that is, Luo Yi's father is definitely not a good man and a faithful woman. Although it is not difficult to get it, it is just a coin, but usually people buy it for collection, who would treat it as a birthday present The person who gave it to his underage son must be a dangerous person. Thinking of this, he began to feel a little worried.
Luo Yi took two mouthfuls of porridge and looked up at him: "Brother Xiaohui, everything you think is really written on your face."
Wen Xiaohui couldn't help touching his face: "Apart from beauty, is there so much more on my face?"
Luo Yi said with a faint smile: "Don't think about it, there are some things you still don't know, don't worry, you are safe."
Wen Xiaohui said shyly, "I'm not worried about my own safety."
"I'm safe too, don't worry."
Wen Xiaohui nodded.
"By the way, thank you mom for me, the cake is delicious."
Wen Xiaohui smiled and said: "No problem, let's have dinner together another day, and he will introduce me to a boyfriend."
Luo Yi's hand holding the food paused: "He wants to introduce you to a boyfriend?"
"Yes, he said that it would be suitable to have a friend of a friend, and he will meet him when the time comes."
"Well, get in touch more, don't judge people by their appearance."
Wen Xiaohui said helplessly: "No, I am Yan Kong."
Luo Yi said with a smile: "It's not that you shouldn't like good-looking people, but that you should observe the other person's character more."
"Of course, I learned a lesson when I first fell in love, okay? That idiot only has a good face. Don't worry, I will still judge people."
"Do you really know how to look at people?"
"Yes." Wen Xiaohui said firmly.
Luo Yi nodded, smiled without saying a word.