Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Jiang Yuxia and the Canary
He touched his eyes with his fingertips and found an ice patch on them. Before he could tear it off, he heard Zhou Boye's voice, "Awake?"
A hand gently helped him tear off the ice patch, and he saw Zhou Boye then. Unlike his usual serious work clothes, he was wearing home clothes. The beige color made him look a lot gentler.
Zhou Boye touched his eyes with his fingers. "They're swollen. You cried so hard yesterday."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuxia glanced at him, supported himself with his hands and tried to sit up. The gray-black quilt slid down his shoulders. The part above the collar was clean, but the part below was mottled.
“…”
For a moment, Jiang Yuxia felt like a broken rag doll.
"Well, what time is it now?" Jiang Yuxia's voice was hoarse. After hearing his own voice, he pursed his lips. This rag was too thorough.
"It's one o'clock in the afternoon. I'm afraid you're hungry and want to call you to eat, but I'm afraid of disturbing your sleep." Zhou Boye unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and handed it to his lips. Jiang Yuxia followed his hand and drank two sips.
His dry lips became rosy again after being moistened by water. Zhou Boye watched him drink the water he fed him in small sips. His heart softened and he couldn't help but peck him on the lips.
Jiang Yuxia reacted a little slowly and glanced at him. Her hair was a little messy, and the only thing that was still clear on her body was her cat-like eyes, although her eyelids were a little swollen.
"Don't you have to go to work today?"
"Why go to work at this time?" Zhou Boye said confidently.
Jiang Yuxia's face turned slightly red, and she inexplicably felt as if she had seen a demon concubine. From then on, the king no longer attended the morning court.
Zhou Boye was like a well-fed old cat, his expression of contentment evident in his words. "Want to eat? It's still warm."
"Yeah." Jiang Yuxia looked around and remembered that he had no change of clothes.
Zhou Boye wisely took out a piece of his own clothing from the closet and said, "Wear mine."
Jiang Yuxia looked at his clothes, which were obviously larger than his own. Some images suddenly emerged in his mind. When he was confused, he seemed to have sneaked through Zhou Boye's clothes to climb into bed.
…
Damn, the distant memory made his toes curl up in embarrassment, and he swore never to read those weird novels again.
Zhou Boye didn't know what he was thinking. He glanced at the wardrobe, opened the drawer, and said with a smile, "Wear my underwear? They're new, but they might be a little big."
Maybe a little big?
The moment Jiang Yuxia understood, her pupils trembled, her face flushed red, and she glared at Zhou Boye, "Get out!"
Zhou Boye, who was kicked out, walked towards the kitchen without being affected at all.
When Jiang Yuxia came out after washing up, two sets of bowls and chopsticks were placed on the table. "You haven't eaten yet?"
"Yeah." Zhou Boye brought out the shredded chicken porridge and observed his condition. "Have you finished washing up? Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Yuxia shook his head. Actually, Zhou Boye was very gentle last night, but it still hurt a little. He didn't know why he cried so miserably. He only remembered that Zhou Boye kissed away his tears over and over again.
Later, when there was really no other way, I even said that I would not let him be the one on top, which scared him.
After dinner, the two of them cuddled on the sofa for a while. Jiang Yuxia wore Zhou Boye's clothes and pants. The clothes were a bit loose, and sometimes when she moved, some traces left from last night would be faintly revealed.
But Jiang Yuxia had no idea about it and snuggled into Zhou Boye's arms. He fell asleep in a short while. Zhou Boye was angry and amused, but he couldn't bear to move anymore. He just kissed him lightly on the lips.
When Jiang Yuxia woke up again, it was already dark and he was lying on the bed in the bedroom.
He opened the door and saw Zhou Boye was holding a video conference. Perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing him, his voice was a little low and his expression was a little serious. It was unclear what the issue was being discussed.
Jiang Yuxia rarely saw Zhou Boye wearing home clothes to work. He looked gentler and had a more married look. If he wore a ring on his hand, the feeling would be even better.
ring……
Jiang Yuxia looked at his hands. Zhou Boye's hands were very beautiful, with distinct joints and a well-proportioned shape. But everything about him was perfectly formed.
Maybe he had been looking for too long, Zhou Boye noticed that someone was looking up at him, and the moment he saw Jiang Yuxia, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He tapped the keyboard and turned on the mute function. "Wait for me."
Jiang Yuxia nodded and whispered, "You go ahead and do your thing. I'll go get something to eat."
He slept very comfortably and he didn't know how long he slept. The tiredness he had felt before was gone, and now he felt more hungry.
Zhou Boye was at an international conference this time, and everyone was speaking English. Jiang Yuxia was just about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat when she heard a woman's voice ask:
"Zhou, who are you talking to?"
Jiang Yuxia paused slightly, and the woman's voice was very pleasant.
Zhou Boye: "A little kid."
Kid? Jiang Yuxia frowned. You are the kid.
Zhou Boye may have forgotten that he had lived abroad for two years and could understand.
"Child? Your child? If it's your child, he should be very cute."
Zhou Boye: "Hahaha, it's not my child."
He paused, chuckled, and said, "She's my love. She's really cute."
Jiang Yuxia's ears turned a little red, and her clear eyes flashed slightly before she started walking towards the kitchen.
"Wow, your lover, can you introduce her to us?"
Zhou Boye: "Not yet, he's shy."
"..." Isn't this a meeting? This topic is getting off track.
Jiang Yuxia poured himself a glass of water. After taking a sip, he caught a glimpse of a small bowl of soup warming in the steamer.
As soon as he opened the steamer, Zhou Boye's voice came, "Be careful, it's hot, wear gloves when handling it. Otherwise, you can leave it there and I'll get it for you."
Then there was some chatter in English on the microphone, and everyone seemed extremely curious about Zhou Boye's lover.
"Zhou, don't be stingy, show us."
"Yes, he should be a very cute child."
"Hahaha, Zhou, you old cow eating young grass."
Zhou Boye: "I can't bear to show it to you."
He heard that Zhou Boye was really going to come over to help him - a 1.8-meter-tall adult man, taking a bowl of soup not much bigger than his palm from a steamer that was only at the height of his knees and was no longer hot.
Jiang Yuxia's face turned red and dark, and she shouted, "Leave me alone! Have your own meeting."
The smile on Zhou Boye's lips widened a little, and he said with a smile: "I'm angry, let's continue the meeting."
"Alas, kids nowadays don't like their parents to be too strict."
"My child is the same. He doesn't let me participate in his life at all. As a father, I am very sad."
“…”
Jiang Yuxia frowned as he opened the soup, a group of nagging middle-aged people.
The soup is mushroom and duck soup. The aroma hits your nose as soon as you open it. The soup is orange-yellow with only a few scattered oil droplets on it. The mushrooms are very fresh.
Jiang Yuxia drank his soup while looking towards the living room. From this angle, he could just see the computer screen. Everyone in the screen was dressed in suits and elegantly.
Although Zhou Boye was wearing casual clothes today, his aura was enough to overwhelm everyone. Just a slight change in his eyes would make everyone stop.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Boye's clothes on him. He didn't have a very successful career and he didn't even finish college.
There was a two-year blank period, and his brain was not very good... If it weren't for that encounter in childhood, would he and Zhou Boye still know each other?
Jiang Yuxia tightened his grip on the spoon. If he went to college again, it would take four years. Four years was too long...
He is so good that I don’t know how to catch up with him.
After the video conference, Jiang Yuxia hadn't finished his soup yet.
Zhou Boye: "Is it delicious?"
Jiang Yuxia nodded, "It's delicious. Did you make it?"
Zhou Boye: "Well, I'm afraid the ingredients bought outside are not good." Driven by the possessive mentality, he didn't want a third person to come here today.
Zhou Boye took the spoon from Jiang Yuxia's hand, scooped a spoonful and put it to his lips. Seeing Jiang Yuxia drink it bit by bit, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed very satisfied.
Jiang Yuxia wasn't surprised at all. Zhou Boye's mother was good at cooking, so Zhou Boye would help her and slowly learn the dish.
Zhou Boye seemed to recall something and laughed, "I still remember you bringing me soup at the company before, saying that I was addicted to your soup and that I could only drink your soup because of my stomach ailment..."
Jiang Yuxia's face instantly turned red to the neck. She was not afraid of social death, but she was most afraid of someone giving her memories.
He cursed inwardly, snatched the spoon from Zhou Boye's hand, drank the remaining soup in a few gulps, and was eager to escape from this scene.
Jiang Yuxia went into the living room, leaving Zhou Boye to clean up the dishes. He calculated the days and found that Jiang Yuxia had not had a confusion of consciousness for a while, so he had to go to the hospital for a follow-up check.
He has been a bit naughty these past two days and even forgot to bring his medicine. He will have to have someone deliver it to him later, or just go back to the old house. After all, it would be more comfortable to live there than here.
But I still have to ask Jiang Yuxia's opinion. If he doesn't want to go back, he can stay for a while longer.
Putting everything else aside, he still enjoys this world of two people.
Zhou Boye came out of the kitchen wiping his hands and saw Jiang Yuxia sitting on the sofa, holding her cell phone as if she was sending a message to someone.
He casually asked, "Who are you chatting with?"
Jiang Yuxia: "Qin Zhixing."
Zhou Boye's forehead twitched when he heard the name. He calmly walked over to sit next to Jiang Yuxia, and naturally put his arm around her. "What do you want to talk about?"
Jiang Yuxia moved her body and found a more comfortable position in his arms. Her cell phone was not at all protected, and Zhou Boye saw it as soon as he lowered his eyes.
Jiang Yuxia and Qin Zhixing were talking about the school incident. Judging from the messaging interface, they were chatting quite frequently.
Zhou Boye just took a look and then looked away. Qin Zhixing did give him a strong sense of crisis at the beginning, but the more he got along with Jiang Yuxia, the more he found that he really regarded Qin Zhixing as a family member.
Although I understand this, I still feel jealous when I shouldn't.
Zhou Boye pursed his lips, he really had no idea what to do.
"Click." Jiang Yuxia pressed the phone, probably finishing her words. She raised her eyes to look at Zhou Boye, her cat-like eyes clear and bright. "I told Brother Qin that I was going to school."
Zhou Boye: "Yeah, I saw it."
Jiang Yuxia: "He said it was great, that university was a wonderful place and that we shouldn't miss this experience."
As he spoke, he slid down a little and rested his head on Zhou Boye's knees. "Aye, if I go to school, will I be unable to film for a while?"
If I can't even film a movie, I will be completely dependent on Zhou Boye.
But he is not the canary in the article, nor does he want to be a canary.
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