Acting as a substitute

"have you eaten?"

Bo Shenyan walked to the table, took one from the bowl, put it in his mouth, and raised his eyelids to look at him.

Yuan Jiayi seemed to swallow his saliva, and there were water stains on his lips. Hearing this, he looked back at Bo Shenyan in surprise, and asked his permission again.

"Mr. Bo, can I eat too?"

Ah.

Going to the trash can and spitting out the kernels, Bo Shenyan glanced at him inexplicably, and sneered, "What are you pretending to be, I gave you so much money, and you still act like you can't bear to eat anything ,Is this interesting?"

The sore spot was unceremoniously uncovered, Yuan Jiayi's face was pale, his lips were pursed and then loosened, loosened and then pursed, and finally he bowed his head with difficulty and did not make another sound.

Seeing that he also had a small bowl in his hand, Bo Shenyan couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Is that what he picked left?

Feeling depressed for a while, I don't know if it's because of the guilt that his unintentional words may have hurt Yuan Jiayi, or because the wisdom teeth are still hurting badly.

In short, Bo Shenyan changed his expression, trying to look indifferent, trying to ease the atmosphere, and said, "When will we eat?"

"Right now, 5 minutes."

Yuan Jiayi always had some work to do in his hands. He lowered his head and wiped the cooking and stove tops. From time to time, his protruding neck would touch the corners of the range hood. His slightly red skin made Bo Shenyan wrinkle. Frown.

Nuomi sat on Yuan Jiayi's instep, dragged her big tail on the ground and rubbed it back and forth following his movements, occasionally raised her head to look at Yuan Jiayi, and then slapped the lying down face with her tongue out waiting to be stroked.

In front of the living room is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and the garden of the villa is outside. The rain that fell the day before yesterday had accumulated in the flower bed in the garden and froze into thin ice. At this time, the sun shone at noon, and the ice slugs fell along the edge of the flower bed. water.

Bo Shenyan stood by the window silently waiting for dinner.

"Mr. Bo, it's time to eat."

Yuan Jiayi's fever is still not gone, he took a breath and wanted to talk, but suddenly coughed, he moved his toes slightly to signal the glutinous rice to come down, turned around and took a drink from the cup, then went to fill a bowl of rice and put it on the table, Softly calling Bo Shenyan.

"Oh."

Bo Shenyan immediately turned around and took a few steps to say something, but saw Yuan Jiayi bent over to pick up the glutinous rice and got down on the ground. When passing him, he carefully avoided his shoulders, with his eyes downcast .

Nuomi fiddled with the gauze on Yuan Jiayi's face, lay down and opened his mouth to bite its tail, the cat and the dog hugged and fought again.

Yuan Jiayi was shot innocently, and the dog's tail slapped on his face. He could only look at them with a helpless smile, and pushed the door into the bedroom.

"Not together...to eat..."

Bo Shenyan kept staring at his back, obviously he could have stopped him when he passed by, or grabbed his wrist, but when he pushed the door and made a noise, he made a sound that he didn't want to listen to. Difficult voice, pretending to deceive himself, had already invited Yuan Jiayi.

Sitting alone at the dining table and eating for a long time, Bo Shenyan felt more and more guilty as he thought about it, he looked around for the plate that Yuan Jiayi had brought him milk, after he finished the meal, he went to the door of Yuan Jiayi's bedroom, raised his hand and knocked on it. Door.

Lie down in the house and let out a low bark.

Bo Shenyan waited for a while, his temple throbbing from the toothache.

He pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Yuan Jiayi sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed soaking his feet, hugging it in his arms and kneeling down to give it a head massage, when he heard the knock on the door, before he could react, he was already He saw Bo Shenyan at the door.

"Mr. Bo!"

The blood faded from his face, and he shrank his feet in panic, trying to block Bo Shenyan's gaze.

But the more it is concealed, the more eye-catching it is.

Bo Shenyan subconsciously looked at Yuan Jiayi's feet soaking in the basin, his pupils tightened.

Why... on the right ankle, which should be thin and white, there is such a thick circle of hideous scars.

Scarlet, twisted, and utterly terrifying.

It seemed that bright red blood might ooze out at any time.

Bo Shenyan stared at it, looking into Yuan Jiayi's eyes in disbelief.

"you……"

Yuan Jiayi was so anxious that he almost cried, he quickly squatted down on the ground, holding the towel to cover his scarred ankle, his voice trembling.

"...Mr. Bo, if you have anything to do, can you please... go out and wait for me?"

He mustered up the courage to say the words to drive Bo Shenyan away, and after he finished speaking, his whole body trembled as if he was exhausted.

Seeing his nervous appearance, Bo Shenyan really wanted to ask clearly, but the young man's pale face made it hard to bear to arouse his fear.

There must be something strange about the origin of this scar.

Bo Shenyan took two steps back, turned around and closed the door.

Yuan Jiayi worked in the house for a long time before he put on his usual pair of long white socks, opened the door silently, and found Bo Shenyan standing by the door waiting for him.

Nuomi left Yuan Jiayi's bedroom with proud steps, her big fluffy tail inadvertently swept across his right ankle, causing Yuan Jiayi to pinch his shoulders nervously again.

"yours……"

Before Bo Shenyan could ask, Yuan Jiayi hastily interrupted him.

"Mr. Bo, it is not written in the agreement that you have the right to intervene in my privacy."

Bo Shenyan couldn't help looking at him with interest in the rare sharp tone of the young man, stared at him for a while, and then nodded noncommittally.

"Yes, I just don't ask."

Yuan Jiayi glanced at him gratefully, turned around and wanted to go back to his room.

Bo Shenyan grabbed his wrist vigorously, "Don't say anything, you still have to eat, right?"

His hands were shaking slightly.

His too.

The two of them stayed for a few seconds because of the other's strange reaction, and then quickly recovered their expressions.

Yuan Jiayi opened the mouth first, "Mr. Bo will eat with me, won't you lose your appetite?"

After finishing speaking, Yuan Jiayi turned his face away in surprise.

Why did the tone of my own voice sound a bit dissatisfied and angry?

"...Why?"

Bo Shenyan had already dragged him to the dining table, and looked back at him with some puzzlement.

Yuan Jiayi felt disdain for his awkwardness, shook his head in embarrassment, and didn't speak any more.

A young man who has passed the age of 25, but his skin is still fair, firm and shiny like a teenager, and his slender wrists can't be seen as belonging to a doctor who holds a knife all day long.

Realizing that he was staring at someone's wrist for a long time, Bo Shenyan also felt embarrassed, and coughed lightly, "...this...your wrist bone is quite painful, let me see what it is, and treat it as some kind of decoration ..."

Fuck, more and more chaos.

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and smiled, pulled out the wrist that was held in Bo Shenyan's hand, turned his back behind his back secretly, and lightly touched the warm touch left by Bo Shenyan with his other hand intentionally or unintentionally.

The two sat opposite each other and ate a meal in silence.

Bo Shenyan saw that Yuan Jiayi was preparing cat and dog food, so he put the dishes into the dishwasher and leaned against the counter to watch him quietly.

The gaze still couldn't help lingering over his right ankle.

As if he could feel Bo Shenyan's eyes like thorns on his back, Yuan Jiayi looked back at him sensitively, just in time to meet Bo Shenyan's eyes that hurriedly looked away.

"You...you...it's glutinous rice...its fur balls look fun..."

Bo Shenyan was stuttering nervously, seeing a toy of glutinous rice next to Yuan Jiayi's right ankle, he immediately strode over as if he had found a treasure, bent over to pick it up and started playing with it with both hands.

Yuan Jiayi bit his lip and looked at him for a long time, obediently lowered his head and continued to work.

Captured the feeling of being looked down upon from his eyes, Bo Shenyan couldn't argue because of his guilty conscience, so he could only look out of the window sullenly.

His head still hurt because of the swollen wisdom teeth. After standing for a while, he lost his patience and went upstairs with the fur ball in his hand.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he heard Yuan Jiayi trotting to the window in surprise, his eyes staring out of the window with sparkling eyes, the pear dimple was so sweet.

"Snowing……"

What a surprise it is when it snows.

Thinking this way, Bo Shenyan continued to open the door with his hands, and just took one step into the room, then took two steps back and leaned on the handrail of the stairs.

"There's a door from the kitchen that leads into the garden."

Yuan Jiayi had surprises one after another today.

The big boss treated him gently again and again, which made him feel embarrassed.

"Thank you, Mr. Bo!"

He trotted to the door again, picked up the down jacket preciously, put it on at the kitchen door, opened the door, and walked cautiously into the garden.

The snow wasn't too rough at the moment, but when it hit Yuan Jiayi's cheeks and body, it still made a soft sound.

The hexagonal snowflakes were not small, they fell on the sleeves of the down jacket, stayed there for a few seconds, and then melted away.

Yuan Jiayi grabbed the hem of the long coat and rolled it up. After confirming that it would not hang to the ground, he squatted down and curiously grabbed a thin layer of snow on the ground.

Standing behind him, Bo Shenyan pursed his lips faintly, looking like he wanted to laugh but deliberately held back, his eyes were thoughtful.

"I see duckling snowmen made of snow all over the Internet."

Yuan Jiayi has big hands, and with a few handfuls, he squeezed a lot of snow into his palms, and piled them in the corner to start his own creation.

He knelt on the ground and worked for a long while before he squeezed out a small snow duck and looked up at Bo Shenyan happily.

"Look, Mr. Bo!"

"You..." Bo Shenyan hesitated to speak, seeing the young man's slightly bright eyes, he couldn't bear to say what was on his mind, but when he thought of the innocent Sheng Lan who also had such beautiful eyes, he sighed again, " In the future, can you stop thinking about everything about the Sheng family."

Yuan Jiayi's lips turned pale, and there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

Bo Shenyan hastily added, "I can give you the money you want, and I will give you money to treat your mother's illness. I just hope you can let their family live without disturbance."

"Don't make Lanlan feel sad."

Yuan Jiayi opened his mouth, looked away awkwardly, gave a low cough, nodded without saying anything.

Stretch out your finger and poke the snowman in the corner.