live together
If Wen Xubai knew what kind of life he would be living in, he definitely wouldn't have agreed to live with Qi Zui.
Qi Zui originally wanted to find a place closer to Wen Xubai's company, but Wen Xubai did not agree.
Not to mention how difficult it is to rent a house near the Wen Group and how expensive the house is, and Qi Zui insists on splitting the rent with him, even Wen Xubai himself doesn't want to run into his subordinates in his daily life.
He finally managed to move out of the Wen family's house, hoping to escape their control no longer.
So the two of them finally chose a house in Huaihua Lane. The house wasn't big, but it was cozy and just right for the two of them. It had the kind of homey atmosphere that Wen Xubai liked.
Most of Qi Zui's belongings were burned, and Wen Xubai didn't have many things either, so the two of them moved quickly.
Qi Zui was mostly responsible for organizing the supplies, while Wen Xubai just had to stay on the sidelines, eating fruit and reading.
After everything was arranged, Wen Xubai took Qi Zui to the mall to buy some daily necessities and "incidentally" bought Qi Zui a few sets of clothes. Then, amidst Qi Zui's surprised and delighted gaze, he contentedly led him home.
Back home, Qi Zui's face was still beaming with joy. He held the clothes with great affection, carefully washing and ironing each piece before putting them into dust bags.
Wen Xubai: "?"
"Isn't the point of buying clothes to wear them? Why bother storing them away?" Wen Xubai asked, puzzled.
Qi Zui shook his head: "You bought these clothes for me, it wouldn't be good if they got dirty while I was working..."
Wen Xubai's face darkened, and he quickly walked forward, picked up a piece of clothing, and threw it at Qi Zui: "Now put it on for me to see."
"Now...now?" Qi Zui was a little surprised, clutching the clothes and looking somewhat at a loss.
“Yes,” Wen Xubai said firmly.
"Why not just buy new clothes when they get dirty? Why are you reluctant to wear them?" He sat down to the side with his legs crossed, looking unhappy.
Qi Zui then realized why Wen Xubai was angry. He grinned and hugged the clothes, leaning closer to Wen Xubai. He rested his chin on Wen Xubai's shoulder, his fluffy head tickling Wen Xubai's cheek. "You really want to see?"
Wen Xubai's cheeks flushed slightly, and he nodded.
Qi Da stood up with a big grin and said, "Okay, wait for me!"
As he spoke, he took out all the clothes he had just carefully picked up and went into the room to change.
Looking at the clothes in the closet that were just neatly arranged but are now a mess, Wen Xubai suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Qi will definitely tidy it up again later...
He suddenly began to wonder if he had been too willful.
Before he could hesitate for long, Qi Zui had already changed his clothes and come out.
Suddenly, Wen Xubai's eyes lit up.
Ironically, he hadn't even had time to look at the clothes when he casually took them off, and only now did he realize that he had actually pulled off a suit jacket.
This is a black and gold notched lapel British-style suit with wide shoulders. The fabric wasn't particularly good, but Qi Zui is tall and has good proportions, so it looks incredibly elegant and sophisticated on him.
When Wen Xubai first saw it in the mall, he felt that it would be perfect for Qi Zui.
When it came time to pay, Qi Zui refused to budge, saying it was too expensive and that he didn't usually have any occasions to wear it, so he wouldn't let Wen Xu pay for nothing.
Finally, only after Wen Xubai's strong threats and warnings did the other party reluctantly let go.
"Does it look good?" Qi Zui swallowed hard, looking at him with a hint of trepidation.
Wen Xubai didn't say anything, but walked over in his slippers and unbuttoned the second button on his suit jacket.
He then looked up, met Qi's most anxious gaze, and smiled, "Not bad."
Instantly, Qi Zui's smile became even brighter.
As he spoke, Wen Xubai smoothed out the wrinkles on his body, but his delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
It was still a little lacking. The fabric was so-so. Although it looked good on Qi Zui and didn't look cheap, and with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, he could pull off any kind of terrible style, Wen Xubai still secretly shook his head.
I've already started planning in my mind to find a designer to custom-make a suit for Qi Zui.
The next second, Qi Zui patted his head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Wen Xubai shook his head.
If Qi Zui knew his thoughts, he would definitely shake his head and vehemently refuse again.
After the two moved in together, Qi Zui obeyed him in every way, except when it came to money. Qi Zui was always unwilling to spend more of Wen Xubai's money. Not only were the rent and utility bills split, but he also insisted on paying for everything they bought.
Looking back, apart from the few pieces of clothing he bought for Qi Zui today, it seems that Qi Zui has spent more money on him during this period.
Although the amount was small, it was fine at first, but over time, Wen Xubai always felt somewhat depressed.
This time, Wen Xubai finally found an opportunity to speak.
"Qi Zui, why are you always afraid to spend my money?"
"Huh?" Qi Zui was taken aback by his sudden question.
"Are you afraid of owing me something?" Wen Xubai asked, frowning.
To be honest, he didn't like Qi Zui's behavior, which seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally drawing a line between himself and others.
After staring at each other for a while, seeing Wen Xubai's questioning gaze, Qi Zui touched the tip of his nose sheepishly before whispering, "I don't want you to think I'm only with you for your money..."
This time, it was Wen Xubai who was stunned.
He had never thought about this question, after all, in a way, his money... was actually Qi Zui's money.
Qi smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
"After all, the economic gap between us is still quite large... But, but don't worry! I will definitely work hard, earn money, and strive to catch up with you!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a figure that suddenly rushed into his arms.
"Ah... Ah Che?" Qi Zui touched the head in his arms, suddenly feeling a little helpless.
Holding the man's waist, Wen Xubai felt a pang of sadness in his heart. That optimistic and strong person, who never belittled himself because of fate or poverty, couldn't suppress the inferiority complex in his eyes in front of his lover, whose living conditions were far superior to his own…
Wen Xubai said in a low voice, "I can wait for you, and I can help you..."
The next second, the arm on her shoulder tightened even more.
Qi Zui's head was close to his, their chests vibrating with each breath and word, their hearts pressed together, they could even hear each other's frantic heartbeats...
Qi kissed the top of his head and whispered, "I don't need you to wait for me, nor do I need your help. You just keep moving forward, don't worry about me. I will fight hard and try my best to catch up with you, until the moment we walk side by side..."
"When that time comes... will you hold my hand?" Qi Zui loosened his grip a little, his eyes shining brightly, his gaze unwavering as he reached out his hand to him.
Wen Xubai knew that he was not joking, nor was he boasting or showing off.
Looking at that large palm, Wen Xubai placed his own hand on it, their fingers intertwined. "I'm going to hold your hand right now. If you dare to let go, you're dead."
Seeing Wen Xubai's slightly trembling pupils, Qi Zui suddenly smiled, raised his clasped fingers in front of them, and then slowly tightened them...
Wen Xubai's pale fingers were held between Qi Zui's wheat-colored fingers, making them appear exceptionally slender and small. After holding them tightly for a certain period of time, Qi Zui placed two kisses on his fingers.
The distance between them suddenly closed, and warm breath brushed against his ear. He heard Qi Zui say earnestly, word by word, "I will never let go."
The third kiss landed on Wen Xubai's lips.
The string of clarity snapped in an instant, their lips locked in a passionate embrace. Wen Xubai hooked his arm around Qi Zui's neck and struggled to stand on tiptoe, while the other carefully protected his waist, worried that he might fall.
As their warm breaths mingled, the room temperature suddenly rose... Even Wen Xubai himself didn't know when his outer robe had fallen to the ground...
The moment their lips parted, their wet eyes met, and he saw the veins throbbing on Qi Zui's forehead, his breathing becoming more and more rapid, as if he was trying his best to suppress something in his heart.
Wen Xubai's fingertips gently stroked down his forehead, the movements so tender that they caused the person in front of him to tremble slightly.
Forehead, eyes, bridge of the nose, lips... as the brush reached the protrusion on his neck, the man jolted, grabbing the hand that was "misbehaving," and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, I... I can't hold back anymore..."
A soft chuckle escaped his throat, and Wen Xubai met Qi Zui’s most restrained eyes with a smile, as if he had made up his mind.
A light kiss landed gently, then he leaned close to the man's ear and whispered, "Then don't hold back anymore..."
The cool voice uttered words that were incredibly passionate.
Qi Zui's eyes widened instantly, and the hand around his waist tightened instantly!
The next second, Wen Xubai was picked up by the waist and thrown onto the bed!
The soft mattress didn't hurt when he fell; the man's hot body was on top of him, and the arm supporting his head was trembling.
It was as if he were in a soft sea; at first, he could float on the surface, but an uncontrollable gravity was constantly dragging him downwards—
The seawater gradually swallowed his reason, and finally, in a moment of distraction, Wen Xubai was instantly pulled into an endless abyss...
Seawater rushed into his nasal cavity, depriving him of breathing space and causing a stinging pain, which made him cry and struggle. Suddenly, he felt a little regretful.
But it was too late for regrets. Losing all reason, the seawater ensnared his body, pulling him back and preventing him from reaching the shore…
It was an unknown amount of time before Wen Xubai finally grew accustomed to this suffocating feeling and slowly began to coexist with it...
But the torment at sea was not over yet; it seemed endless.
Wen Xubai stared at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, feeling his eyelids tremble, utterly exhausted...
As the morning dew began to lighten, the tide slowly receded, and a gentle voice whispered in my ear, as if soothing a child to sleep: "Sleep now."
The next second, Wen Xubai was plunged into endless darkness...
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