Chapter 86 Chapter 86 The body's desire...
Qiao Zhuoyi walked into Guiyi with a smile on his face, and his two employees were also scared to death.
"You look so happy!" Xiao Luo shouted, "Brother, you're so scary!"
"Oh, you can even use idioms now." Qiao Zhuo teased.
"Hey, brother, don't be so mean to me." Xiao Luo took the bag. "Didn't you say you wouldn't come today? Why did you buy so many snacks?"
"Here's some for you," Qiao Zhuoyi said. "If you don't have enough, go buy some from Xiao Fan. Give me my phone number."
"Okay, bro!" Xiao Luo opened the bag, and Si Mo took out three cheese sticks, stuffing one in each pocket and holding one in his mouth. "Thank you, Boss Joe."
"Give me one." Xiao Luo wanted to grab it.
"No." Si Mo protected his pocket expressionlessly.
Qiao Zhuo shook his head and sat on the sofa to draw. Before he knew it, it was almost noon. Si Mo received a call from home and asked, "Boss Qiao, are you here for lunch?"
"Order for four people." Qiao Zhuo said.
"You're eating two servings?" Sime replied, "Usually, I give you enough for two."
"...I don't want to eat," Qiao Zhuo said, "Call the people upstairs to join us."
Si Mo paused for a few seconds, as if he didn't understand the meaning of this.
Xiao Luo winked at Si Mo, proudly interpreting his brother Zhuo's thoughts: "Brother Zhuo means that Grandma Xu and Grandpa Guan are too lazy to cook today!"
Qiao Zhuoyi: "..."
Si Mo first replied "four servings", then hung up and sent a voice message to Zhou Jue: "You and Xiao Lu don't go out to eat today, Boss Qiao is treating."
Zhou Jue: "Okay! Thank you, Boss Qiao!"
Is that what you mean?!
Xiao Luo looked at Qiao Zhuoyi, and Qiao Zhuoyi nodded to Si Mo. Xiao Luo manually closed his chin and went back to his small room to read. In this world, things that are separated for a long time will eventually reunite. He had to get used to it. Maybe after a while, Brother Zhuoyi would have to celebrate Boss Tan's birthday.
He closed the book and prepared to pick out an item he liked as a gift on Taobao. If they broke up again, he could keep it for himself.
After the two of them went upstairs to eat, Qiao Zhuoyi called someone and asked, "What's the progress?"
"Almost done, let me ask," Tan Du whispered to his boss and reported rigorously, "It will be over in ten minutes, and I'll probably be home in twenty."
"Okay, I'll pack lunch from the Qiaotou Restaurant," Qiao Zhuoyi said as he walked out, grabbing his key. "Hang up."
"Okay, see you later."
Qiao Zhuoyi took great effort to restrain himself from walking towards Xin Street. He returned to the villa, put the food on the table, and squatted at the door with a blanket in his arms.
This looks exactly like the look Tan Du and others had a while ago.
Boss Tan smiled as he got out of the car. The two looked at each other for a few moments. Tan Du raised his eyebrows and leaned leisurely against the front of the SUV. He casually crossed his straight and slender legs, raised his chin slightly, and showed the results to Boss Qiao.
Today he wore a soft apricot sweater as his inner layer and a black coat as his outer layer. The horn buttons and hood broke the dullness of the black color.
His mature temperament is mixed with a bit of youthfulness. His new hair color looks like the surface of a lake reflected by the morning glow in the sunlight. When the wind blows, beautiful ripples appear, forming a sharp contrast with his cold white skin, further highlighting his delicate facial contours.
As if he was trying to push up the frame of his glasses out of habit, he raised his forearm to reveal a distinct part of his wrist bone, but his fingertips missed and he smiled self-deprecatingly. He turned his wrist and the sunlight passed through his fingers. He subconsciously grabbed a handful, and the blue blood vessels stood out under his thin skin, like cracks on the ice. The broken ice flew across his earlobe, breaking a drop of blood and solidifying into a snake-shaped ear bone clamp.
The little snake spitting out its tongue brings Boss Tan’s sexy charm to the peak.
This deliberate opening of the screen made Boss Qiao itch with anticipation. The three words "roll over here" were pronounced hoarsely and had little deterrent effect, but it was very effective.
Boss Tan rubbed the tip of his nose, slowly walked over, bent down to look him in the eye, let him rub his head back and forth, and asked for an answer in a good-tempered manner: "Is this the effect Boss Qiao wanted?"
Need I ask?
The blanket that was pushed aside yawned lazily.
"Does it look good?" Boss Tan asked persistently.
Qiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows, said nothing, hooked his arm around his neck and kissed him.
"Wow——Uncle Tan, you're so handsome——"
The next day, when the two families met, Yueyue climbed onto Tan Du's body using both hands and knees, and curiously touched his eyebrows: "Here, red! Beautiful!"
Qiao Yuyi also took a few glances and said, "This hair color suits you."
Tan Du coughed lightly and said, "It's a pick."
Qiao Yuyi looked over teasingly, and Qiao Zhuo hugged Lele, covering half of his face: "What are you looking at!"
Qiao Yuyi smiled sinisterly and reached out to grab his ear, but Lele quickly protected it with his small body: "Mom, don't bully uncle!"
They were stunned for a few seconds. Qin Yun smiled and pulled Qiao Yuyi over: "Le Le, don't be mean to my wife."
Qiao Yuyi's acting spirit took over, her expression suddenly changed, and she pretended to cry.
Lele leaned on Qiao Zhuo's shoulder and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mom."
"Mom is just joking with you." Qiao Yuyi pinched his little face.
A mother won't blame her child.
It doesn’t matter whether you like the same sex or the opposite sex, as long as you live happily.
The same goes for my grandfather.
This was the message that Qiao Yuyi sent specifically to Qiao Zhuo last night.
These three sentences gave Qiao Zhuo a lot of confidence.
He took Tan Du's hand and bowed in front of the tombstone.
The twins loudly introduced their bad uncle and talking uncle.
Qiao Zhuoyi said secretly in his heart, Grandpa, Mom, he is my lover.
The thick fog gradually dissipated, the sun shone generously, and new buds appeared on the branches without anyone noticing.
The group walked down the mountain on the dead leaves, each step easy and steady.
Qiao Yuyi and her family went to the old street to visit Grandma Xu and Old Guantou. The two elders were very happy to see the children, so they had lunch before returning to the villa.
After Qiao Yuyi finished coaxing the two children out of the house, she was startled by Qiao Zhuo standing at the door: "What's wrong with you?"
"What happened to Qiao Tingjin?" Qiao Zhuo asked.
Before going down the mountain, Qiao Yuyi stood alone in front of the tombstone for a while. He guessed that it might be related to Qiao Tingjin.
"Come out and talk." Qiao Yuyi turned and walked towards the balcony.
The sky was very blue, like a large piece of glass covering the yard, silently locking in the warmth brought by the sun.
Blankets were scattered all over the yard. Qin Yun and Tan Du each had a rocking chair, rocking slowly and occasionally saying a word.
Qiao Yuyi looked at you for a while and said, "It seems that you two are different this time."
"What's the difference?" Qiao Zhuo asked.
"Is Tan Du's injury healed?" Qiao Yuyi looked at him with a hint of meaning.
Qiao Zhuoyi briefly recounted his past and said calmly, "It will leave scars."
Qiao Yuyi sighed and then comforted him: "That's what you are good at, Master Qiao."
Qiao Zhuoyi twitched the corner of his mouth. After a moment, Qiao Yuyi said, "He... bribed, and the verdict hasn't been made yet."
Qiao Zhuoyi snorted softly: "It's not a surprise."
Qiao Yuyi asked, "Do you want to go see him?"
Qiao Zhuo shook his head.
"Zhang...divorced him," Qiao Yuyi said. "I ran into her and her daughter shopping. She'd aged a lot, but looked energetic. She'd also changed back to her original name."
"It won't matter anymore from now on." Qiao Zhuoyi said, leaning against the head of the bed.
Tan Du responded, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his expression, he felt relieved.
The floor lamp was on his right, casting a three-dimensional facial outline on the left wall.
After a moment of silence, Qiao Zhuo glanced over and asked, "Why are you still here?"
"Wait until you fall asleep." Boss Tan, wearing a loose robe, leaned lazily on the sofa. "You'll be leaving in two days, so take a few more glances at me now."
It’s because Qiao Yuyi’s family is here that I can’t drive them away in a big way.
Qiao Zhuo clicked his tongue and said, "Come up."
Tan Du raised an eyebrow: "Is it appropriate?"
Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Zhuo took two steps at a time and moved closer. Boss Qiao spoke again, "Bring another bed and quilt."
"……good."
The next day, after seeing off Qiao Yuyi's family, the two drove to the nearby city to visit Bai's father and mother.
The sun is surrounded by circles of halo, which is not dazzling but warm enough.
The photo on the tombstone was just as Qiao Zhuoyi had imagined, with kind eyes and looked like a very good person.
"Uncle and aunt, I received your blessings," Qiao Zhuoyi said nervously, "but I don't know if you are satisfied with me."
He specially asked Qiao Yuyi to help him put together his outfit yesterday. After trying on several sets, Qiao Yuyi kept saying, "The child has grown up."
He shaved his face clean, and because he was afraid that the buzz cut would make him look ruffian, he put on a woolen hat, which further highlighted his delicate facial features.
Boss Qiao seemed unusually obedient at this moment.
"Satisfied." Tan Du scratched the ball of yarn on his hat, "Definitely satisfied."
If they were still here, they would definitely get up early and buy a lot of vegetables.
The aunt would take Zhuo Yi aside to ask about his well-being, and then "partially" remind him of some of her own little habits. After learning about the child's family situation, she would wipe away her tears with heartache and change the subject, "If Xiao Du bullies you, Auntie will support you."
My uncle doesn't talk much, he just listens, occasionally pours him some water, and then goes into the kitchen to busy himself.
Bai Yue would put his arm around his shoulder and tease him, saying all sorts of nonsense. When Bai Yue couldn't help but hit him, he would jump up and complain to his aunt, disturbing the sun-drying jar. For a while, the old house was in chaos.
The intangible bustle unfolded in his mind like a painting.
A touch of moisture passed under my eyes, and was immediately touched by warm fingers.
Boss Qiao comforted him in a calm tone: "Don't be sad."
"Okay." Tan Du smiled.
"Will your uncles and aunts beat you when they see your new hairstyle?" Boss Qiao deliberately changed the subject.
"I guess so." Tan Du said seriously.
"It's okay," Qiao Zhuo patted him on the back, "I'll stop it for you."
"Thank you, Boss Qiao."
"polite!"
The two chatted and played like children. Qiao Zhuo wanted to show the two elders that Tan Du was doing well and let them rest assured.
I also thought that if my uncle and aunt had any resentment, I would include him in it.
Sharing the burden between two people, the sins on the shoulders can be a little lighter.
Another shadow fell next to the two shadows standing side by side.
"Here it comes." Tan Du said.
Bai Yue said nothing and placed the things he brought on the table one by one.
He beat up Tan Du in front of the tomb that day, and he thought the two elders would not be happy with him. Now he was muttering to himself: You saw it, his face was fine, I didn't hit him hard, so you guys should stop scolding me.
Qiao Zhuo saw him stand up with a stern face, and slightly turned sideways to block Tan Du. Tan Du smiled and pulled him away: "No need."
Bai Yue raised his eyelids, looked at Qiao Zhuoyi and said, "The chicks are protecting the eagle?"
Qiao Zhuo wanted to curse, "A dog can't spit out ivory," but with his parents here, it was difficult to say that, so he could only roll his eyes.
Bai Yue looked at the ball of yarn swaying on his head and said disdainfully, "What's with that? Are you trying to act cute in front of my parents?"
“…” Qiao Zhuo glared at him, gritted his teeth.
Bai Yue snorted, glanced at Tan Du, said nothing else, and turned away.
"Let's go too." Tan Du said, "It's almost time."
Arriving at the parking lot, Bai Yue looked at Tan Du several times. He drove out, then turned back, braked suddenly, rolled down the window and yelled, "What the hell is that thing you're hitting!"
Qiao Zhuoyi was very tough at this moment and shouted back: "Yingmu Hanado, do you have any objections?"
"...Psycho." Master Bai stepped on the accelerator and started moving again. He stretched out his arm and punched down three times with his thumb.
Qiao Zhuo grabbed the car keys and was about to drive after him, but Tan Du quickly hugged him, smiling and soothing him: "Boss Qiao, calm down. Let's not bother with him. We can't beat him."
"..." Boss Qiao touched the corner of his mouth and angrily scolded, "Bai has no aesthetic taste!"
"Yes, yes, yes. He has no aesthetic sense and doesn't understand the aesthetics of our boss Qiao," said Tan Du.
Qiao Zhuo broke free from his arm, turned his back and was angry for two seconds, then remembered that the man was not scolding him, so he turned back, cupped Tan Du's face, and finally agreed to praise him: "Beautiful!"
The day of departure was getting closer and closer, and Tan Du stuffed things into the suitcase every day, including food and daily necessities. Two suitcases were not enough.
Qiao Zhuo said softly as he passed by: "The more things there are, the longer I'll stay."
Boss Tan quietly streamlined his work into a box.
He wanted to go with them, but was sternly rejected by Boss Qiao, saying that they were all adults and had their own things to do.
Seeing him down, he couldn't bear it, so he thought of giving him a task: "That kid Xiao Luo has poor self-control. He has an exam soon, so you need to keep an eye on him."
"Okay, leave it to me."
Boss Qiao has learned all kinds of ways to coax people, and he no longer hesitates when talking to the boss.
It was drizzling early in the morning on the day of departure. The blanket felt the separation and bit Qiao Zhuoyi's trouser legs and refused to let go.
Qiao Zhuoyi squatted down and whispered to it: "Look after Tan Du, don't forget to eat."
Blanket's ears twitched, and with a whimper, he released his mouth and lay down.
Tan Du stood at the trunk and tried to lift the box several times but failed.
Qiao Zhuoyi walked over and lent a hand, patted his arm and said, "You need to exercise, Boss Tan."
Tan Du curled his lips, sat in the driver's seat, took a few deep breaths before stepping on the accelerator.
Qiao Zhuo glanced at him, said nothing, and curled up in the passenger seat with his eyes closed to rest.
The scenery outside the window gradually changed from familiar to unfamiliar. At the next intersection, right before the elevated highway, Boss Qiao finally spoke: "No need. I've refunded my ticket."
This guy tossed and turned and couldn't sleep last night. Qiao Zhuo thought he was just reluctant to let him go. After coaxing him to sleep, he suddenly remembered that he had fiddled with his phone in a mysterious way and refused to say what he had done.
It was as if a string in my mind was plucked, so I took his mobile phone to check. Sure enough, there was a ticket booking software on the desktop. Tan Du had booked two tickets and was ready to take him there.
Qiao Zhuo sighed and retreated decisively.
Tan Du slowly parked the car to the side of the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Qiao Zhuo placed his palm on the back of his hand and said, "Don't push yourself. Take your time. Life is long. Wait until you're ready."
Tan Du held his wrist, rubbed it for a while, and slowly exhaled: "Okay."
Qiao Zhuoyi came to a remote tribe halfway up the mountain, which was equivalent to a small village. A long time ago, there was a tradition of tattoos here, which has now been abandoned. However, they have changed many traditional patterns into embroidery as elements of traditional costumes.
Some of the patterns still bear traces of primitive totems, and he is very interested in these.
There were also surprises after he arrived. His landlord was a young man who enthusiastically took him to visit the elderly in the village. Those elderly people had tattoos on their arms and necks, and they were willing to show them generously.
After Qiao Zhuo learned about their coloring and tattooing techniques, he tried to practice and filled his time every day.
There is a signal here, but it's not very good. He has to run a long way to the signal tower before he can get through to people.
Qiao Zhuoyi spoke little and mostly listened to what the other party said.
Listen to Boss Tan report on Xiao Luo's progress, listen to him talk about TD's guests, listen to him report on his diet, listen to him talk about the situation of Qiao Yuyi's family, and also listen to him say that Qiao Tingjin's verdict has come out.
"Three years." Tan Du said.
Qiao Zhuoyi paced back and forth on the mountain path. He felt very at ease surrounded by nature, as if all his resentment had disappeared. He responded to show that he understood, and suddenly wanted to see Tan Du.
Boss Qiao lived in a slovenly place and had rejected the video call several times, but now he didn't care about anything else and touched his earlobe: "Video."
"A little thinner." When the picture appeared, Tan Duxian spoke with a smile.
"This is called tight." Qiao Zhuo thought about it. The roads here are not easy to walk on, especially the grandpa's house he went to yesterday. There was almost no road, and he climbed up using his hands and feet. There were many complicated patterns on the walls of the grandpa's house, and he also had some unique tattoo techniques he was willing to teach. This trip was worth it.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Boss Tan seems to be doing quite well."
This comparison really makes me feel ashamed.
Tan Du grabbed a few handfuls of hair and said, "It's faded."
"Not bad." Qiao Zhuoyi grinned, flicking his forehead with his finger, "Still handsome."
Tan Du hid in the small room and pouted: "I miss you."
Qiao Zhuo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hand shook as he moved the camera away. He had trampled a circle on the overgrown path, from dry to muddy. The surrounding yellow gradually turned into tender green, and there were unknown flowers fluttering in the wind. The emotion of missing someone was like a bird soaring into the sky, climbing to the top.
"I miss you too, Tan Du." Qiao Zhuo turned back to the camera and responded frankly, "Very much."
For several days in a row, Qiao Zhuoyi ran to his grandfather's house.
Tan Du's birthday was coming soon, so he had to hurry. Also, because he had been thinking about the acupuncture technique in his mind, he almost stepped on empty air when he climbed down today. He was still frightened and did not go back to his residence, but went directly to the signal tower.
"Zhuo Yi."
At this time, Tan Du should be walking on the carpet. The sound of wind whistling and breathing could be heard clearly through the receiver.
Qiao Zhuoyi didn't say anything and just listened quietly.
"Why aren't you talking? What's wrong?" Tan Du asked in a low voice.
"No," Qiao Zhuo bit his lower lip, "I just want to hear your voice."
"What happened?" Tan Du asked nervously.
"No," Qiao Zhuo pinched his earlobe, "Today's sunset is beautiful, just like the day we watched the mountain."
"Not as good-looking as you." Tan Du replied with a smile.
"Tsk," Qiao Zhuo said as he relaxed. "You're not ashamed to talk about the boss."
"Zhuo Yi."
"Um?"
“The sunset is beautiful.”
"Um?"
There was no sound from the other side, only the whistling of the wind in my ears.
It broke again.
Qiao Zhuoyi frowned in annoyance, lowered his hands, and tapped the phone on the outside of his thigh a few times.
"Zhuo Yi."
Tan Du's voice came, and he hurriedly picked up his phone, but the screen was still black. He slowly exhaled, and he was hallucinating.
"Zhuo Yi." Another voice.
Qiao Zhuo turned around in disbelief, and saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night, covered in the sunset glow, running towards him exhausted.
"Damn!" Boss Qiao rushed over and hugged Tan Du tightly.
No time for nonsense.
The language is too scarce.
Just "wanting" is not enough to express the body's desire.
The two kissed in the mountains, sharing each other's breath, and were committed to rubbing each other into their bodies.
The lens is too vague.
The person on the screen is intangible, like millions of ants crawling across my heart.
So Tan Du came, he needed to truly feel the other person who was carrying this longing.
He wants to feel the other person's physical response.
"hiss--"
The lip was bitten again, and blood oozes out.
Qiao Zhuo pushed him away and turned away.
"Eh?" Tan Du hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms. "Are you angry?"
Qiao Zhuoyi lowered his head and said nothing. Tan Du bent down and looked up at him: "Zhuoyi?"
Boss Qiao's eyes were red and he sniffed softly.
Tan Du smiled and rubbed his head: "Are you crying?"
"You're the one crying." Qiao Zhuo glared at him. "That's how you got here? Where's your luggage?"
"I put it in your room," Tan Du said. "The landlord told me there was a signal here, so I came over. Luckily I arrived in time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to answer your call."
The conditions in that small room were so poor that Boss Tan had nowhere to stay. He grabbed Boss Qiao's arm with concern to check on his condition.
As soon as Qiao Zhuo calmed down, he hurriedly asked, "How did you get here?"
"High-speed rail," Tan Du said, "transferring to a bus, then a tricycle, and then walking. If you don't come here, you won't know how hard our boss Qiao works."
"Not really." Qiao Zhuo was used to it. The conditions at the place he went last year were much worse. Thinking of this, Boss Qiao suddenly remembered to maintain his image. His hair had grown longer and was messy, and his face was rough from the sun. He clicked his tongue, "Don't look at me!"
"Okay." Tan Du closed his eyes and squeezed his hand, "Hold my hand and walk with me."
Qiao Zhuoyi took this opportunity to take a good look at him. He was not thin, he was eating well, and he looked in good spirits. There was a grayish tint under his eyes... but it was not dark.
"Does it look good?" Tan Du asked.
Qiao Zhuo snorted: "You didn't count it yourself?"
He must have tidied himself up before coming out, otherwise the way up the mountain would be so difficult to walk on, and there wouldn't be only a little mud on his trouser legs.
"I know," Tan Du replied with a smile, "I have to clean up before I come to see you."
Qiao Zhuo muttered, "Why did you think of coming here again?"
"I'm here to pursue you," Tan Du opened his eyes and gently scratched his wrist, "Can such sincerity really win over Boss Qiao?"
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