Chen Boqiao didn't continue to make fun of Zhang Jue, he said, "Don't force it if you're not sleepy, I don't want to sleep yet."
Zhang Jue gave a dejected "um", lay on his side for a while, sat up, and looked at Chen Boqiao.
Chen Boqiao never felt embarrassed by looking at people, he said calmly: "It's still early, it's normal to not be able to sleep, you don't need to meet me."
Chen Boqiao took off his daytime outfit and changed back to the refreshing Chen Boqiao.
Zhang Jue guessed that he used a disposable razor that was placed next to the washbasin. Maybe the blade was dull, or Chen Boqiao was not used to it. There were two lines on his chin that were not there when he changed clothes yesterday afternoon. Very shallow scratches.
Aware of Zhang Jue's gaze, Chen Boqiao raised his hand and touched his chin, smiled and said, "I'm in a hurry."
"By the way," he cut to the next topic fluently: "Is the cat's surgery done?"
Zhang Jue reacted for a few seconds, then remembered: "Oh, yes." He got out of bed again, walked to the foot of the bed, and leaned over to find his personal mobile phone in the large bag he was carrying.
After turning on the phone, Ai Jiaxi's new message popped up first, followed by a bunch of messages from Wen's reception.
Because of Chen Boqiao's presence, Zhang Jue didn't listen to Ai Jiaxi's message for the time being. He directly opened the text message page, sat back on the bed with his mobile phone, and watched with Chen Boqiao.
It has only been a few hours since Zhang Jue replied "Thank you" to Wen Reception, and Wen Reception sent a lot of videos and texts.
Wen Reception sent Zhang Jue today's bill, saying that the kitten had an operation tomorrow, and that he was adapting well in the hospital. He then asked Zhang Jue if he could bring the kitten back to his home to raise it after the kitten was healed. He was willing to Send videos to Zhang Jue regularly.
Chen Boqiao seemed to want to understand the cat's situation. He approached Zhang Jue, reached out and clicked on a video in the chat log, and watched the cat play with the little fur ball with its intact claws for a while.
After watching all the videos and pictures, Zhang Jue pulled the chat record to the bottom and typed "OK" in the dialog box. Just after sending it out, Chen Boqiao suddenly said, "He..."
After only saying one word, Chen Boqiao stopped again. He paused for a while before continuing: "The receptionist of the pet hospital in the independent country of Thailand is so enthusiastic?"
Zhang Jue thought about it and told Chen Boqiao the number of the deposit he had paid to the hospital.
"… "
Chen Boqiao gave Zhang Jue an indescribable look.
Zhang Jue read the misunderstanding in Chen Boqiao's eyes, and then explained very incompetently: "There are a lot of news about animal cruelty in pet hospitals."
"Well," Chen Boqiao nodded in agreement, "Yes."
Zhang Jue was very sure that Chen Boqiao was laughing at himself. He wanted to re-emphasize the necessity of depositing money in the pet hospital, so that Chen Boqiao could understand his intentions, but his cell phone vibrated again, and it was Ai Jiaxi's call.
Chen Boqiao and Zhang Jue were very close, so they must have seen the caller's name. Zhang Jue glanced at Chen Boqiao subconsciously, and Chen Boqiao immediately asked thoughtfully, "Do you need me to go out?"
Zhang Jue shook his head and picked it up without hesitation.
"Jiaxi." Zhang Jue said.
Ai Jiaxi was taken aback and asked suspiciously, "Ajue?"
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jue asked him.
"You answered the phone?" Ai Jiaxi confirmed to him.
Zhang Jue said yes, and Ai Jiaxi asked again, "Have you heard my message to you?"
"I haven't had time to listen." Zhang Jue said.
"I know you opened the safe," Ai Jiaxi said, with obvious concern in her tone, "Is something wrong? Are you still in Bangkok?"
"I'm fine," Zhang Jue said, "don't worry."
"Can I not worry," Ai Jiaxi was anxious, "the news is overwhelming, I can't even see it, and the key in the bank is your spare, right?" He paused for a few seconds, then said: " I'm in Bangkok and arrived in the afternoon."
Zhang Jue was about to speak when he met Chen Boqiao's inquiring gaze, paused again, lowered his eyes, and persuaded Ai Jiaxi, "Bangkok is not fun. Go back tomorrow, darling."
"No," Ai Jiaxi refused, "I also want to enjoy the sensuality in Bangkok. My dad is so tight at home, and I finally came out, so I don't want to go back right away."
"Jiaxi..." Zhang Jue wanted to coax Ai Jiaxi again, to coax people back, but Ai Jiaxi interrupted him before he could say anything: "Ajue, are you with him now?"
Zhang Jue didn't look at Chen Boqiao and said in a low voice, "Well."
"...Then...Are you very happy?" Ai Jiaxi asked slowly.
Zhang Jue couldn't hear Ai Jiaxi's emotions, but felt that Ai Jiaxi seemed to be hesitant to ask.
Zhang Jue did not know how to answer this question, so he fell silent.
Ai Jiaxi waited for a while, probably knowing that it would take a long time to wait for Zhang Jue's answer, so she stopped waiting, and said directly: "Anyway, you have to be careful. After taking him to China, you should also take the matter of the differentiation-promoting agent into your mind. ."
From the day Ai Jiaxi was born, Zhang Jue has been playing the role of brother and protector. Zhang Jue was not used to being taught by Ai Jiaxi for the first time.
"Do you know?" Ai Jiaxi asked persistently again.
"I know." Zhang Jue said.
"Just a few, hang up, bye." Ai Jiaxi cut off the phone.
Zhang Jue put the phone away.
Chen Boqiao didn't say anything, and didn't mean to ask the truth, Zhang Jue explained spontaneously: "A friend of mine."
"Your fiancé?" Chen Boqiao asked.
Hearing Chen Boqiao say "fiance", Zhang Jue was a little surprised. He thought that Chen Boqiao didn't know anything about him.
However, what Chen Boqiao said was not particularly accurate, Zhang Jue made some corrections: "Former fiance."
Chen Boqiao raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "You two have a very good relationship."
Zhang Jue personally thinks that Chen Boqiao should not be interested in his private affairs, he may just say it casually, but Zhang Jue still replied: "We had a marriage contract since we were young. Some, found that they were not suitable for marriage, and cancelled them again."
Chen Boqiao nodded: "You really don't look like a boyfriend, like his elders." He Xue Zhang Jue said, "Go back tomorrow, darling."
Zhang Jue felt that Chen Boqiao didn't learn at all. When Chen Boqiao said "good", he was obviously full of Chen Boqiao's own breath, but Zhang Jue still smiled.
Zhang Jue seldom smiled, and he didn't know if it was worse when he laughed, so he quickly put it away.
Chen Boqiao didn't seem to pay attention, and asked Zhang Jue with a smile: "How is it, like?"
Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao and didn't speak, Chen Boqiao knew Zhang Jue's answer, he pondered for a while, and re-learned Zhang Jue: "Go back tomorrow, darling." Zhang Jue couldn't bear it anymore, thinking about it. Turning his back and laughing, Chen Boqiao grabbed Zhang Jue's wrist naturally, preventing him from moving, and said, "What are you hiding?"
Colonel Chen's hands were big, hot, and very strong. He wouldn't let Zhang Jue hide, but Zhang Jue couldn't.
Zhang Jue thought that Chen Boqiao will always be the kind of person who can easily impress others.
They hadn't seen each other for many years, and Zhang Jue felt that the person he liked might be Chen Boqiao, which he made up.
It seems to be all self-deception now.
Zhang Jue's love for Chen Boqiao strictly followed the Ebbinghaus memory method, and he kept reciting a meaningless and hopeless thing over time, and he could never forget it again.