Qi Yan's text message for help fell on deaf ears, and he didn't get any response. Qi Yan also failed to escape the clutches of Qi's mother. Under Qi's mother's threats and roars, he slept very unsteadily that night. The next day, he was pulled out by Qi's mother with dark circles under his eyes.

"Look at you, your hair is blocking your eyes, and your clothes are not fashionable!" Qi's mother was in a high-end youth leisure fashion store, and she pulled Qi Yan to nag: "I just thought, how could my own son be so dusty!"

Qi Yan: "..." Blame me!

"You just don't want to spend more time on you, and go pick out some clothes you like!"

Qi Yan responded and picked out two baseball jackets and sweatshirts, and when he brought them back, he was sprayed back by his mother.

"Pick some clothes that you can wear!"

Qi Yan silently put the clothes back, and under the sympathetic eyes of the clerk, he took two suits to show his mother.

"Why are you wearing suits with your small body? Are you pretending to be the Hulk?"

Qi Yan put the suit back again, and under the particularly pitying eyes of the clerk, he picked a few casual shirts.

"Well, the style is okay, but the color is too old! Come on, come on, don't pick it, clerk, find him some fresh colors based on this style to try."

The clerk breathed a sigh of relief and decided to fight for this poor child!

The clerk has also been in this business for several years. The professional glanced up and down at Qi Yan's figure, and decisively jumped out a few light-colored shirts from the rows of clothes.

"This light blue shirt is absolutely suitable for this boy!" The clerk said, "He looks clean, and this will highlight his temperament!"

Qi's mother looked at him mysteriously and nodded, "Qi Yan, try it on."

"..." Qi Yan took the shirt speechlessly and went into the dressing room.

Qi Yan didn't like this kind of fresh shirt. Because when he put on this clothes, it was as if the word "suffering" was written on his face!

After trying it on, Qi Yan came out of the fitting room and met the clerk's surprised look. Qi Yan rolled his eyes silently.

Even if the clerk saw a piece of shit, he would be surprised!

"Sister, look at your child, doesn't he feel like a different person?"

Mother Qi nodded: "Come on, try this one again!"

Qi Yan silently took the clothes, went in to change, and when he came out, he exclaimed again, as if he was a fairy from heaven.

"This one looks good too! As expected, your child is fair-skinned, so he looks good in anything... Alas, it depends on the person. My sister's child is about the same age as yours, and she tried on such clothes two days ago, but they were too dark and didn't look good..."

Mother Qi was flattered: "Okay, okay, I'll take them all!"

Three shirts and two pairs of casual pants, a total of more than 2,000 yuan, Qi Yan was so distressed...

After carrying the clothes and pants out of the store, Qi Yan was dragged to the barber shop by his mother. Amid Qi Yan's wailing, his cute hair was cut into a neat and tidy hairstyle, and he also borrowed the toilet to change the clothes he just bought.

After a lot of trouble, Qi Yan was completely transformed. Mother Qi was delighted, and looked at Qi Yan with a look that meant "my son is so handsome".

"If I were 20 years younger, I would definitely pursue you, son!"

"..."

- If you were 20 years younger, would you still have me? !

At lunch time, Qi Yan was dragged to a high-end restaurant. Mother Qi said that he must arrive early, otherwise the girl would think he was not a gentleman!

After ordering two cups of coffee, Qi Yan drank the coffee with his shoulders hunched, but was hit hard on the back by Mother Qi!

"Stand up straight! Sit up straight! You are not allowed to drink before the girl comes!"

"But I'm thirsty..."

"You are not allowed to drink even if you are thirsty!"

"..."

Qi Yan put down the coffee cup aggrievedly, and the next second, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

Qi Yan took out his cell phone and found it was a text message from Xiao Yi. The content only had four simple words - come to the bathroom.

Bathroom... Bathroom? !

Qi Yan was shocked. He looked around and didn't see Xiao Yi's back.

Although he was very confused, Qi Yan still told his mother, and with his mother's cold snort of "a lot of shit and urine", he walked towards the bathroom.

...Why choose a place like the bathroom that smells so bad?

As soon as he turned into the bathroom, Qi Yan was pulled into a cubicle by a strong force.

Just when he wanted to scream, his mouth was covered. Qi Yan looked over and saw Xiao Yi covering his mouth with one hand and holding his waist with the other hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's me."

After saying that, Xiao Yi slowly loosened his hand that was covering his mouth.

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief and glared at him: "What are you doing! You scared me!"

"I was afraid I'd pulled the wrong person." Xiao Yi joked.

The bathroom is really not a good place to chat. After all, it smells bad and it's a public place.

He scanned the room with some disgust. This small cubicle was particularly narrow...

"Let's talk outside. It's too small here."

"It's just right for me to hold you."

"...Why do you have to hold me when there are bigger places to go?"

Xiao Yi's eyes dimmed, and he said softly: "Because I want to hold you."

Qi Yan blushed and turned his face away: "You... I sent you a message, why didn't you reply to me?"

He put all his hopes for help on that 'sos' text message!

Xiao Yi blinked and lowered his head slightly: "I didn't come back last night because of something. I just came back this morning and saw you being taken away by your mother, so I followed you."

Qi Yan looked at his haggard face and dark circles under his eyes, feeling bad and sorry.

"Actually, you don't have to follow... If you don't come to help me, I will also find a reason to reject the girl on the blind date."

Xiao Yi's eyes were dim, looking at his fashionable dress and jade-like face, and quietly tightened his arms.

Qi Yan is really beautiful, beyond the beauty of delicate and pretty. Although beautiful, she is not coquettish, nor effeminate, and exudes the aura of a weak scholar in ancient times, clean and neat, and pleasing to the eyes just by looking at her.

Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed his forehead.

"I won't let you bear it alone."

"...What? I've always been bearing it by myself." Qi Yan showed a tangled expression. Haven't there been enough girls who rejected him... Oh no, haven't there been enough girls who rejected him? !

Xiao Yi chuckled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth softened the temperature: "I won't let you bear it alone in the future."

Xiao Yi hurriedly caught up and witnessed Qi Yan's transformation from a rustic otaku to an eye-catching handsome boy. He was happy and worried.

His beautiful posture would be seen by others.

This silly and cute neighbor, dressed up, is also attractive and crazy.

Qi Yan looked at the time. It was already five minutes. He couldn't delay any longer, otherwise his mother might rush into the men's toilet to arrest him.

"I'm going out now. You...you shouldn't stay in the toilet anymore. Come out early." Breathe fresh air!

Although Xiao Yi was reluctant, he let him go: "Go ahead. I'll find you later."

"What do you want to do?"

"...Guess?"

The words 'fuck you' almost came out of his mouth!