Husband's Fingertips

When He Xiangning was critically ill, Qiu Jiyan was studying at a university in the United States, and she couldn't see him for the last time after all.

Xia Mu always remembered what He Xiangning said to him when he was dying.

"Mu'er, you are a good boy. You are different from most people in this world. If you like something, you will be in love for a long time, and you will be infatuated."

"I can see that you like my Jiyan very much, which is no different from liking Mulin, so I hope that when you have the possibility in the future, you must help me take good care of him. I owe him too much. Then Although the child is stubborn and aloof, he is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and has a good nature, and he is also a poor child."

Xia Mu nodded heavily at He Xiangning.

He knew that what He Xiangning said was right, that boy with a cold and arrogant appearance actually had a fiery but fragile heart deep inside.

After Xia Mu gradually grew up, especially when her stepmother and father passed away one after another, facing Mu Lin who had grown up and entered the society early, Xia Mu began to examine her heart seriously.

At night when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, he stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.

At the age of 28, there is only a long tail left in his youth. Although, he still has a young face that seems to be in his early twenties.

Outside the house is the ancient Miaoxiang Town.In front of the door is the small river that melts in spring and is covered in snow in winter.The snow pears in Houshan grow season after season, time is wasted, and time is passing, but my youth and the desire in my heart, should I live and die here like this endless cycle of reincarnation?

Could it be that he will never, never be able to see that boy again?

No!

Xia Mu in the mirror saw a face dyed red by passion, and a pair of scorching pupils hidden behind the black eyelashes.

He wanted to go to Qiu Jiyan's side as He Xiangning said, approach him slowly, and take care of him in any way he could, even if he didn't know it, it didn't matter.

However, another idea that made him crazy germinated in the deepest corner of his heart.

He even imagined what his father said, finding the Ecstasy Point in that man's body, making him want to stop, and never be able to do without his Resurrection Pill.

So, Xia Mu made a bold decision on this peach blossom night.

He changed his name to Xia Wangchuan, tried to completely forget his past self, started a new life, and started a life that would appear in Qiu Jiyan's life and try to stay there.

A life called Wangchuan!

Of course, for Xia Mu, in the days before he made up his mind to leave Miaoxiang Town, he had been thinking about a problem.

That is what kind of future there will be between himself and Qiu Jiyan.

For Xia Mu, all he knows is his own heart, his deep and slightly paranoid love for Qiu Jiyan.

However, what does my wishful love and secret love have to do with that man who hates his family but has no love for him?

Among other things, first, can Qiu Jiyan like men like himself?

Xia Wangchuan didn't dare to be sure, but he didn't dare to deny it, because during the 16 years of separation, he had been secretly watching Qiu Jiyan.

Over the years, because of He Xiangning's relationship, Xia Wangchuan has been in touch with Qiu Jiyan's grandmother.

The old lady has always had a good impression of this boy who is gentle and quiet on the outside, but stubborn and courageous on the inside.

She knew that her daughter and this stepson got along very well. After a year or so, the old lady would always find time to come to Miaoxiang Town from the capital to visit her daughter and two children who had been in poor health.

From his grandmother, Xia Wangchuan learned about the boy's growth.

He knew that Qiu Jiyan was outstanding in his studies since he was a child, skipped grades repeatedly, and went to the most famous schools in the capital from childhood to university.Moreover, no matter which school he was in, Qiu Jiyan's academic performance was always among the best.

He also knew that the boy had grown taller, stronger and stronger, and had been practicing taekwondo.

His habit of massage and massage has not changed. The family specially invited a master to live in the Qiu family's house all the year round to serve the Qiu family.

According to my grandmother, because she only sees her eldest grandson on a few big festivals in a year, every time she sees Qiu Jiyan, she feels that the child has grown taller, and her personality has become more and more stable.

Grandma used to look up and down at Xia Mu, who was approaching age at that time, and said with a smile, "Mu'er is really handsome the longer she grows, and the longer she looks, the better she looks, but her face looks too tender. Although Jiyan is two years younger than you, but now Anyone who saw it would think he was a brother."

Qiu Jiyan went to the United States to study directly after graduating from high school.

According to my grandmother, he has behaved well since he was a child, and has never had close contact with any girl.

I thought that when I went abroad and went to college, I should have a girlfriend.

As a result, until Qiu Jiyan graduated from university and returned to China as a returnee to join the Qiu family, at the age of 26, he was still a widow. It is said that he had never even touched a girl's hand.

This kind of Qiu Jiyan made Xia Mu a little suspicious, because he is a man and he understands men.

Leaving aside my flamboyant father when he was young, let's just talk about his little overlord brother Mu Lin, who is only 20 years old, and the girlfriends who have already changed can be lined up from the east to the west of Miaoxiang Town.

No matter how serious and steady a man is, if he is straight, he should have a natural interest and pursuit of the opposite sex.

After all, that's human nature.

Then, Mr. Qiu Jiyan's behavior of never being close to women is after all serious to the extreme, and he wants to be Liu Xiahui of the new era.Still the same as me, I just... don't like women!

For these two, Xia Mu has his own answer.

Just like the Doraemon badge that Qiu Jiyan put under his pillow, Xia Mu believed in the latter whether it was dropped by the boy accidentally or kept for him on purpose.

Therefore, the moment Xia Mu left Miaoxiang Town and went to Qiu Jiyan, he remembered and carried out the advice his father gave him before he died: "Mu'er, you have to remember that this life is too short, you must give yourself a try." Even if you fail or get rejected, you are still responsible for the fate between you and him."

However, should he always silently guard, look up, and help this man, or try his best to tease him out and find this man's dead spot, Xia Wangchuan knew that he was actually still wandering and struggling.

Xia Wangchuan, who was tumbling through his thoughts, unconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly.

In Qiu Jiyan's eyes, those beautiful eyes were like peach petals covered with a layer of veil, hazy with moisture like morning dew.

Xia Wangchuan didn't stop the strength of his palms on Qiu Jiyan's body, but he never dared to expand the range of his eyes, and just stared at the acupuncture points under his palms.

Because no matter whether he looked up, down, or even just a little bit down, he was afraid that he would be intimidated by Qiu Jiyan's strong body.

After all, I was using my mind and all my energy to untie the acupuncture points for him. If those indescribable evil thoughts suddenly invaded my mind, Xia Wangchuan was worried that even though he had a unique skill passed down from his family, he might not be able to untie Qiu Jiyan's acupuncture points for a while. The acupoints have been sealed for several days.

In any case, I have feelings for him, and this love is naturally mixed with desire.

"Okay, Mr. Qiu, feel it, do you have the feeling of unobstructed blood?"

Xia Wangchuan gently wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose. The nearly two hours of massaging and resolving acupoints was also a physical effort, and he was already slightly panting.

Qiu Jiyan inhaled forcefully, and a smoothness that he hadn't felt for several days flowed through his whole body, and the pain that was sore and swollen to the point of bone erosion really disappeared without a trace.

Moreover, there was a very good sign that made Qiu Jiyan feel a little inexplicably embarrassed. In that terrible place, there seemed to be a feeling that something was about to move.

He tried his best to get rid of that feeling, propped his long legs up high, and blocked Xia Wangchuan's gaze.

"Very good, it doesn't hurt anymore."

His voice was faint, but Xia Wangchuan could see the man's mood at this moment from his stretched brows.

Seeing Qiu Jiyan put his legs up, as if he wanted to get up, he hurriedly gestured, "Mr. Qiu, don't move in a hurry, the acupuncture point you just opened needs to be in a calm state. You lie down for a few more minutes, and I will make some tea." Here you are, how about it?"

Qiu Jiyan looked at the sweaty face of the man in front of him, and nodded slightly, "Okay."

In fact, during those years of studying in the United States, he has developed the habit of drinking coffee every day.

Tea?

Seems to give it a try too.

When Xia Wangchuan signaled that he could sit up with his pillow, Qiu Jiyan, who closed his eyes and rested, smelled a strange fragrance of tea.

His grandparents, and... He Xiangning, all like to drink tea.

Therefore, Qiu Jiyan, who would visit them with his father during the festivals and New Years, knew a thing or two about those common teas.

"What tea?"

He took the glass in Xia Wangchuan's hand. The ordinary glass looked clean and transparent, making the tea in the glass greener and the hands outside the glass whiter.

"This is made with tea cakes of Fuding white tea, Mr. Qiu, have a drink."

"White tea?" Qiu Jiyan nodded and took a sip. To be honest, he only knows green tea, black tea and scented tea.

The tea juice in the mouth seems very ordinary and light, but just after entering the throat, there is a strange aftertaste passed from the taste buds on the tip of the tongue.

It was so soft and refreshing that Qiu Jiyan subconsciously took another sip.

The taste of this tea seems to have a natural contradiction, in the mellow fragrance, there is also a unique hardness.

Kind of, like the guy who made the tea.

"It tastes good, like Pu'er, is it old tea?"

"Well, this is me...my aunt left it to me, and it is said that it is fifteen or six years old. They all say that white tea is 'a tea for one year, a medicine for three years, and a treasure for seven years', so the tea cakes of this year are still Quite rare."

"I don't know much about tea. It's a pity to drink such old tea for me."

Qiu Jiyan looked up at Xia Wangchuan, and took another sip.

Xia Wangchuan smiled slightly, "Qiu is always a distinguished guest, my place is small and messy, enough to neglect you, I have some good tea, and if I don't bring it out, I'm not too stingy."

The 16-year-old white tea fragrance floats in the air, like the smell of someone's secret love for 16 years hidden in his heart.

Xia Wangchuan looked at Qiu Jiyan who was drinking tea with his head bowed, and then thought of the real owner of the tea, his heart warmed.