The wind rustled through the trees, and the cold wind blew at Qi Yan, but it was not as cold as the cold in his heart.
Xiao Yi was not used to the silence along the way, because he could clearly feel the breath on the backs of the people around him.
"Qi Yan, why are you sad?" Xiao Yi looked into the distance and asked softly.
Qi Yan was stunned and shook his head in denial: "No. Not sad..."
"Don't lie to me." Xiao Yi pointed it out: "You are sad."
Qi Yan stopped talking. He pursed his lips and looked down at the leaves falling on the ground. When he stepped on them, they made a crunching sound.
The infinite silence returned between the two of them, and the atmosphere was filled with embarrassment for a while.
"Okay, I'm very sad." Qi Yan couldn't hold it any longer and compromised: "I, I thought..."
"What do you think?" A smile flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, and if he looked carefully, there was still a hint of cunning.
Qi Yan hesitated, his cheeks slightly red: "No, it's nothing..."
If you say it, it will be even more awkward between the two people. Qi Yan thought like this and hurriedly quickened his pace, missing the hurt look in Xiao Yi's eyes.
If two people are worried about a love, even if there is a gauze between them, it will be as difficult as a mountain.
Qi's mother bought hot pot dishes and was going to set up a hot pot on Qi Yan's small bar. Qi Yan followed behind and pushed the cart. When he saw the large bottles of juice, his hands itched to pick up a bottle, but Qi's mother glared at her. Take a look.
"How old are you to still drink drinks! Don't you know it's bad for your health?"
He silently put the drink back, and an arm stretched out from behind him to pick up the bottle of drink.
"Let's drink some of this today. Don't drink alcohol at home. It will hurt your health even more."
Upon hearing this, Qi's mother narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, boys should drink less. It's okay to have a few drinks."
Qi Yan: "..." Mom, your style of painting just now was not like this.
As soon as he turned his head and met Xiao Yi's eyes full of soft light, Qi Yan's face that had just calmed down turned red again, and he quickly pushed the car and followed Qi's mother.
Xiao Yi looked at his back, narrowed his eyes, and sighed softly. With this stalemate in place, when will it be clear
Qi Yan and Xiao Yi bought a bunch of vegetables, and Qi Yan and Xiao Yi were carrying them. Originally, Qi's mother wanted to let Qi Yan carry them all, but there were too many things, so Xiao Yi helped carry a lot. Qi Yan was still half exhausted, and his arms seemed to It's like it's about to fall.
Xiao Yi looked at him, walked closer and lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Give me some more."
"No!" Qi Yan shrank and quickly took a few steps back: "No, no need, I can do it myself..."
He glanced at Xiao Yi with aggrieved eyes, as if to accuse, 'Why are you so close to me when you already have a girlfriend...'.
I couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, but I held it back.
"Oh well."
He was about to enter the elevator, and Xiao Yi was not afraid that he would get tired if he walked a few more steps. He would just carry more bags when he got upstairs.
Qi's mother didn't see the small interaction between the two, but treated Xiao Yi very kindly, even more than she treated Qi Yan. After all, in the eyes of Qi's mother, Xiao Yi is her son's 'boss'.
After returning to Qi Yan's small apartment, Qi's mother devoted herself to the kitchen, washing and picking vegetables. Qi Yan also helped, but she was kicked out by Qi's mother and asked to chat with her 'boss'. Qi Yan turned on the TV and avoided Xiao Yi casually.
Half an hour later, Qi’s mother called them over. The hot pot was already boiling and the food in it was ready to eat. Qi's mother put a lot of meat and meatballs for Xiao Yi and chatted while eating.
"Xiao Yi, is your family from here?"
"Yes, my parents both live here. I rented an apartment by myself because I started my own business."
"Oh, that's okay. I'm at home anyway. Even if I fail, I can still have someone to rely on."
"Yes. I'm very happy to live here and meet friends like Qi Yan."
"Oh, don't I know how much this brat weighs? Are you accommodating him?"
"No, no, Qi Yan is still very loyal to his friends..."
Qi Yan was eating silently on the side, feeling like crying but without tears. Mom, am I still your biological son
Seeing that he kept eating without saying anything, Xiao Yi picked up a piece of meat and put it on his plate. Qi Yan didn't even think about it, just added it up and ate it. He looked up and saw Xiao Yi looking at him ambiguously, his cheeks quickly turned red!
"I, I'm going to the bathroom!" After saying that, he put down his chopsticks and ran into the inner room.
There was a faint cry of disapproval from Qi's mother behind her, and Xiao Yi's nonchalant dissuasion.
After washing his face twice, Qi Yan relieved the heat on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.
His thick hair was cut into a very layered look, and the light blue shirt collar perfectly highlighted his slender neck. His facial features were three-dimensional and stylish. Although he was long, at first glance, he looked unworldly, delicate and beautiful.
Unbuttoning two buttons of his shirt to reveal his delicate collarbone, Qi Yan looked at himself in the mirror and nodded.
—Well, he can try seduction!
As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he was pulled over by a force. Before Qi Yan had time to scream, his mouth was covered and he was pressed against the wall behind him.
Qi Yan stared, this scene seemed familiar...
Next to the bathroom was the bedroom. Qi Yan was hugged by the waist and pulled into the bedroom. With his back against the wall, Qi Yan concentrated on looking at that person. Who could it be if it wasn't Xiao Yi
"Shh, it's me."
Xiao Yi let go of his hand and Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you doing? It's like this again..."
"Otherwise, how could I be alone with you?" Xiao Yi smiled, stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of his nose: "Why have you been avoiding me?"
Qi Yan's eyes began to wander and he stopped looking at Xiao Yi: "I'm not hiding from you..."
"Then look me in the eyes."
"dont see… "
"Then you are avoiding me?"
"I'm not hiding..."
"look into my eyes."
After being worn down by Xiao Yi, Qi Yan straightened his head in resignation and looked directly into his eyes...
In less than two seconds, Qi Yan's face turned red, and he could feel the heat.
Qi Yan, who knew he was very embarrassed, held his mouth and was about to cry: "Don't let me look into your eyes..."
"Qi Yan." Xiao Yi's voice was calm, without any fluctuation: "You like me, right?"
This is the tone of a statement, not a question.
Hearing Xiao Yi's words, Qi Yan's face turned even redder. He hesitated, but didn't know how to refute.
Seeing this, the light in the depths of Xiao Yi's eyes became even brighter, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even wider.
[Xiao Yi's favorability towards Qi Yan is +15, current favorability: 90]
The beep that had not sounded for a long time sounded, and Qi Yan knew that he had taken the right step.
"Why don't you admit that you like me?" Xiao Yi's voice, as mellow as red wine, sounded in his ears, which was particularly charming.
Qi Yan's expression suddenly became decadent. He pursed his lips and said with a hint of complaint in his tone: "You, don't you have a girlfriend..."
Xiao Yi smiled: "I lied to you."