Acting as a substitute

Bo Shenyan was answering emails in the study, when he heard movement downstairs, he put aside his work and opened the door to peek.

Yuan Jiayi, who had taken a nap, walked briskly, like a happy goldfish that just changed the water, there was no problem with his legs and feet, and his memory was like a fish, completely forgetting that he was stepped on before.

He watched the young man cheerfully take out a bag of egg noodles from the refrigerator, just after boiling the water, he suddenly looked around vigilantly, so frightened that Bo Shenyan quickly closed the door, and opened it again to look at him after a few seconds.

...It turned out that I wanted to take another egg.

Bo Shenyan leaned against the door frame and watched him unpack, boil water, stir, and turn off the fire. When he felt that Yuan Jiayi had no way to eliminate the evidence, he opened the door and went downstairs.

His footsteps are very light, and the range hood is turned on in the kitchen.

Yuan Jiayi set up the bowl for the noodles, poured all the noodles in the bowl into the bowl, then took the small cake that was half left, and put it at hand with a sense of ceremony, ready to turn around and bring it to the dining table together.

Noodles, eggs, cakes.

No matter how stupid Bo Shenyan is, he knows what day it is today.

He blurted out involuntarily: "Today... is your birthday?"

A second person's voice suddenly appeared, scaring Yuan Jiayi so much that he almost overturned the noodle bowl, he turned around hastily with a flustered expression.

"Mr. Bo?"

Why is he at home?

The person who just woke up was still somewhat stupid and dull, with two disobedient hairs on the top of his head, and Bo Shenyan could easily see his inner activities from Yuan Jiayi's expression.

This little heartless.

He slept on the ground for so long, and he didn't even think about who would carry him back to the bedroom, should he get down?

But Bo Shenyan was quite satisfied, at least this little thing didn't say "Why are you at home" in his heart.

He raised his eyebrows, and came over to see what Yuan Jiayi cooked, but the young man was holding the basin and striding backwards at the same speed as he walked over, the back of his head hit the wall, and he just looked back indifferently , and turned his head to stare at Bo Shenyan, watching his movements at any time in order to avoid him.

Yuan Jiayi's carefully prepared birthday party was disrupted by Bo Shenyan's sudden appearance, and the atmosphere was lost.

Seeing the defensiveness on Yuan Jiayi's face, Bo Shenyan stopped and stood on the spot with his knuckles on the island, staring at him deeply.

"What do you mean?"

"No, I didn't know you were back."

Yuan Jiayi hugged the noodle bowl, the hot air from inside was just below his face, making his chin slightly red.

"Now I know," Bo Shenyan saw that he was inexplicably cute, and most of his anger subsided, he tapped on the table, "I'm not a ghost, what are you doing standing so far away, come here."

Seeing the shadow cast by the tall man in the kitchen, Yuan Jiayi swallowed.

Much scarier than ghosts.

"you have not answer my question yet."

Bo Shenyan's tone was somewhat dissatisfied with criticism, as if he was teaching elementary school students to be impolite.

Xiao Yuan was a little flustered. He was always a good student who was civilized and polite during his school days. He could never bear being labeled as rude.

"Mr. Bo, yes, it's my birthday, I want some noodles."

The cake was made of animal cream, which would melt away from the refrigerator. At this moment, it had collapsed so much that it couldn't see its original appearance, but Yuan Jiayi still held it in his hands cherishingly.

"It's a big night, you eat so much?"

Hearing Bo Shenyan say that at night, Yuan Jiayi slightly opened his eyes and looked out of the darkened window.

He was just looking at his phone. It was clearly past six in the morning, and it was going to be seven.

Didn't he sleep for three or four hours, but thirteen or four hours?

Bo Shenyan naturally didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, seeing him rubbing his neck against his collar from time to time, he couldn't help frowning, "Did you get rash again?"

As soon as the words fell, he couldn't wait for Yuan Jiayi's sophistry, and walked towards him with his legs, and was ready for him to run away.

Sure enough, Yuan Jiayi didn't intend to answer his question at all, holding the basin, he wanted to rush past Bo Shenyan's line of defense from another direction, ran back to the bedroom and quickly locked the door.

Then Bo Shenyan, who was ten feet tall, recognized his fake action, grabbed his collar and caught him, "Why are you running?"

Yuan Jiayi was in his hands like a little chicken, unable to move, he didn't dare to struggle because of the blistered noodles and the sour cake in his arms.

"I didn't run..." Yuan Jiayi was in a trance, and he was not even sober, and it was even more lame to find an excuse, "I... I took a relatively long step, and I don't know why, I ran so far. "

Bo Shenyan was dumbfounded by his nonsense rhetoric.

Xiaozuier is quite capable of quibbling.

He took the basin from Yuan Jiayi's hand, the basin containing the noodles and soup was really heavy, and there was a deep indentation on his fingertips.

Bo Shenyan held that finger and gently kneaded it, and with the other hand, he unloaded the cake from the young man's hand and put it on the table.

Yuan Jiayi was confused by Bo Shenyan's closeness whether it was a dream or reality. In this confused atmosphere, he also raised his finger in a mysterious way, and lightly touched Bo Shenyan's frowning brow.

"Not good-looking, don't frown."

Touching the man's warm skin, Yuan Jiayi suddenly came back to his senses, and stepped back as if he had been scalded.

it is true.

"sorry."

He didn't know if there was an open wound on Bo Shenyan's body, so he could only choose to let himself avoid it.

Before the truth comes out, everything must be cautious.

The fingers that had just been warmed up suddenly pulled away from the palm, Bo Shenyan took a look at Yuan Jiayi, and realized that he was actively approaching him again, nodded and took half a step back, restraining his emotions.

On the point of being infected with the virus, Yuan Jiayi was hiding his selfish intentions.

For a long time, his greatest use value was reflected in Dang Shenglan's mobile blood bank, but if he was really infected this time, for the Sheng family, his existence would be meaningless.

If even he has no meaning of existence, then Yuan Miao, who lives in the nursing home, will naturally be thrown away like garbage.

Therefore, he must not take the initiative to speak up about this matter until it is discovered.

While they couldn't donate blood to Sheng Lan, they couldn't let them know the reason.

Bo Shenyan didn't know why Yuan Jiayi suddenly apologized.

After thinking about it, I guess he might be apologizing for the bug.

He shook his head, "It's okay, I'm not angry anymore."

When Ken sang to Yuan Jiayi last night, he had already fully recognized his inner thoughts.

No one has ever been able to force him. If there was, it would be Sheng Lan.

Can treat Yuan Jiayi.

He is willing.

I don't feel reluctant.

He fell in love with Yuan Jiayi's kindness to him beyond his obligations.

So no matter how much this person in front of him is, no matter how greedy he is for money, he is still cute in his eyes, and he is willing to like it.

"Can I spend your birthday with you?"

Bo Shenyan suddenly felt like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old high school boy, pinching the gift he wanted to give to his sweetheart with his sweaty fingertips, and rattling the card in his pocket.

Yuan Jiayi was surprised that he would say this, and was a little flattered.

He didn't know that anyone would want to spend his birthday with him.

"...Okay, okay."

just one time.

After this birthday, he will find an excuse to move out. He can't let himself, who is in potential danger, continue to stay here and threaten the lives of innocent people.

"This is... Treat it as a gift from me." Bo Shenyan took out the card from his pocket, put it on the table and pushed it to Yuan Jiayi's hand, "Birthday gift."

For him to make such a serious move, the number inside must be a lot of money. Yuan Jiayi was stunned for a moment, then obediently took the card and put it in his pocket, smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Bo."

He loves money, but he also loves money the least.

In order to keep the distance, he can only create such an image that Bo Shenyan will be disappointed in him and be kind to Sheng Lan, so that he can reunite with his mother as soon as possible and leave this horrible city.

Seeing him accept the card, Bo Shenyan felt much better.

"Then let's eat noodles."

After speaking, he went to the cupboard to take out his own tableware, and was about to put a bowl in Yuan Jiayi's basin, but Yuan Jiayi rushed over and snatched the whole basin away, staring at him defensively.

Holding the empty bowl, Bo Shenyan was speechless, "Hey, I gave you such a big gift, and you don't even give me a bowl of noodles?"

"I, I'll cook another one for you, I'm too hungry," Yuan Jiayi felt that he had done a little too much when he said it, and hurriedly hugged his washbasin back to the stove, explaining in his mouth, "... These, these are not enough for me to eat, and if I share them with you, it will not be enough."

Bo Shenyan has no objections, as long as we can eat longevity noodles with him, it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer.

Maybe it's because of his profession, no matter what Yuan Jiayi does, his speed is very fast, and the results are also very delicate.

In the re-cooked dish for Bo Shenyan, Yuan Jiayi added three eggs to make up for his mistake, and there were exquisitely shaped vegetables and golden soup floating on it.

Bo Shenyan looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him with satisfaction, and sighed in his heart, he really loves the house and his crow, as someone who likes to make this bowl of noodles, even the soup he sees is in the shape of love.

Because it was the first time to celebrate a birthday with a new person, Yuan Jiayi felt a little embarrassed despite being excited.

"If you don't have a candle, just stick a chopstick."

He found a new chopstick, quickly inserted it into the middle of the cake, clasped his palms together and began to make a wish.

Bo Shenyan took out the lighter in his pocket, rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, and the blue flame at the top flickered in front of Yuan Jiayi.

"You can make three wishes."

Yuan Jiayi looked at him in surprise.

Bo Shenyan nodded to him approvingly, raised his brows and signaled him to close his eyes and continue making a wish.

"The first wish is for my mother to be healthy, and the second wish is for me to be happy."

The flames danced, burning Bo Shenyan's eyes warm.

It will all come true.

Happy birthday, Yuan Jiayi.

Keep the third wish in mind:

I hope that kind Mr. Bo will be healthy and happy.

The author has something to say: How could I like my Jiajia so much, oh, oh, my Jiajia is so cute... Xiaobo is also cute (perfunctory.jpg)

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