Acting as a substitute

Yuan Jiayi woke up in Bo Shenyan's arms.

There was a warm morning light on his face, and Bo Shenyan's embrace behind him.

He blinked dully, not quite understanding the current situation, but the first task is to keep a distance from Bo Shenyan.

The breathing of the man behind him was even and steady, and it should be the most comfortable night he slept in these days.

Bo Shenyan's sleep quality has not been very good all the time, coupled with the personal care of Yuan Jiayi every day for so long, it is even more difficult for him to get a full rest.

Yuan Jiayi secretly hated himself for being soft-hearted, he breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't move when he woke up, intending to let Bo Shenyan have a good sleep.

No matter what... let's talk about it after waking up.

That way he too can pretend he's in that sweet dream and stay away from all the pain.

The man put his hands on the quilt around his waist, as if he was worried that he would kick the quilt if he slept dishonestly, so it was tightly pressed and airtight.

Yuan Jiayi squinted his eyes and looked out the window. The employees in the office building were already busy with their work for the new day. They were wearing suits and ties, holding coffee in their hands, and looking towards the sun with vigor.

Rubbing his tiger's mouth secretly, Yuan Jiayi closed his eyes silently.

At this time in the past, he should have put on his white coat and went to the ward rounds with Director Duan. If there is no operation, he can use his useless strength to twist the bottle caps for patients and lift wheelchairs.

Bo Shenyan held Yuan Jiayi in his arms quietly while breathing peacefully.

He woke up when Yuan Jiayi just opened his eyes.

Yuan Jiayi has a characteristic, every day after waking up and before opening his eyes, he will gently rub the pillow with the tip of his nose, Bo Shenyan has never quite understood why he has such a little habit.

But after a long time, he understood that what Yuan Jiayi did was actually equivalent to a kitten stretching and a puppy yawning.

All in all, it's cute and endearing.

So he knew that Yuan Jiayi woke up, and also knew that Yuan Jiayi didn't make a sound to take care of his sleep.

Bo Shenyan was always intoxicated by Yuan Jiayi's tenderness.

But he doesn't want to.

He would rather Yuan Jiayi scold him hoarsely and beat him exhaustedly than drift away from him in this way.

Facing Yuan Jiayi like this, Bo Shenyan was always afraid and trembling.

Bo Shenyan felt like a miserable stray dog. One day, he accidentally picked up a meaty bone that was full of fragrance. It was so fragrant that he couldn't bear to let go, let alone put it down.

I am always worried about losing, even worried about whether I will be smashed all my teeth, and then let him watch and take away the bone that he has tasted and tasted in front of him.

His original Jiayi.

Mingming was clinging to his back, and he could almost feel his heart beating vigorously.

But he was separated by an invisible barrier, no matter how he collided, he couldn't break through it and touch Yuan Jiayi's heart.

Bo Shenyan was too desperate.

He has made countless decisions, with few mistakes, so the Bo family is thriving in his hands. This kind of success makes him extremely confident, without fear, and moves forward bravely.

Until he made a wrong judgment on what could be said to be the most important thing in his life, which led to such consequences.

Only then did Bo Shenyan realize how wrong he was.

In fact, he knew that no matter what, Yuan Jiayi would not escape.

Since Bo Shenrong was sure of capturing Yuan Jiayi, he must have understood what Yuan Jiayi meant to him.

The reason is clear.

But Bo Shenyan still took all the faults on himself.

With his participation comes his responsibility.

He is willing to pay for his mistakes.

Yuan Jiayi was also very cooperative with his atonement, ignoring all his actions and turning a blind eye.

But Bo Shenyan still enjoys it.

Being able to watch him and touch him from time to time is already a great gift to Bo Shenyan.

Besides, he naturally understood that Yuan Jiayi didn't really not love him anymore.

He was just afraid.

After hearing Yuan Jiayi's cry last night, he immediately rushed over from the next door, sat on the edge of the bed and held Yuan Jiayi's hand, comforted him over and over again, kissed him, and made him recover from the nightmare. get away.

Seeing Yuan Jiayi's appearance like this, Bo Shenyan's heart was cut like a knife.

Originally thought that Yuan Jiayi would not be comforted by him like before, but Yuan Jiayi grabbed Bo Shenyan's wrist instead, opened his tearful eyes and looked at him reliantly.

"I miss you so much."

Those four simple words brought Bo Shenyan to tears.

Yuan Jiayi's eyes were empty, obviously still in a dream.

"...Why...don't you kiss me?"

Bo Shenyan licked his lips.

How dare he.

He shuddered like a genie in disguise when he touched him.

"Shenyan...don't leave me..." Yuan Jiayi put his hand on Bo Shenyan's face, and lightly touched his eyelids with his index finger, "I like your eyelashes the most."

Sure enough, only dream talk can hear his sincerity.

Bo Shenyan held his breath and didn't dare to disturb him. He dismantled and crumbled every word Yuan Jiayi said, and then played it thousands of times in his head and ears.

He didn't dare to wipe the tears that flowed wantonly on his face, he just wanted to look at Yuan Jiayi who would make him lose every second if he missed it.

Until Yuan Jiayi unreasonably dragged him onto the bed, put his arms around Bo Shenyan's waist and let himself be embraced by him, shrunk into a small ball and murmured softly.

"Shen Yan...you are the best looking."

Like stealing.

Bo Shenyan lowered his head and lightly touched Yuan Jiayi's forehead with his cool lips.

"sorry."

He profaned his faith.

Listening to Yuan Jiayi nestling in his arms and talking in his dreams for half the night, Bo Shenyan only felt that he would never be tired. When he found that Yuan Jiayi was slowly falling asleep, he slowly closed his eyes, thinking It is difficult for the left and right to fall asleep, and after staying with him for a while, they leave just before dawn.

Unexpectedly, this sleep went straight to the present.

Yuan Jiayi took another breath.

Bo Shenyan saw that his fingers were quietly grinding the bed sheet, the fabric was wrinkled by him, and then smoothed silently by him.

This is about peeing, but still holding back to let him sleep peacefully.

Unable to bear his warmth, Bo Shenyan sensibly let go of the quilt around Yuan Jiayi's waist, and yawned as if he hadn't woken up yet and planned to turn over and continue sleeping.

"...Why is the sun so big..."

Yuan Jiayi's shoulders trembled, and he quietly turned his head to glance at Bao Shenyan who was turning his back, and sat up with his lips reassuredly pursed, and carefully lowered his head to look for his shoes on the ground.

Bo Shenyan didn't dare not turn around, because he was worried that Yuan Jiayi would see any fluctuations on his face. If it was found that he was pretending to be sleeping, Yuan Jiayi would most likely mercilessly Drive him out of the house, and never allow him to step into this door again.

The bathroom door was carefully closed.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slightly hasty sound of water being released from inside the door.

Imagining the blush that might appear on the young man's face because of this voice, Bo Shenyan couldn't help but want to laugh.

There's nothing embarrassing about peeing.

The sound of flushing the toilet sounded, and Bo Shenyan hurriedly closed his eyes again, buried his head in the quilt that Yuan Jiayi had just lifted, and pretended to sleep.

The eyes cannot see, and the hearing becomes more sensitive.

Bo Shenyan heard the sound of Yuan Jiayi pouring the water to the minimum to wash his hands, he stepped on the carpet at the door of the bathroom with his slippers and rubbed it three times, twice with his left foot and once with his right foot.

Every time he came out of the house, he took his left foot first.

Then he went to the kitchen, picked up the kettle and opened the lid to collect water from the tap.

This kind of life surrounded by warmth is not what he deserves.

Bo Shenyan thought.

He sat up from the bed, walked to the door with bare feet on the ground, looked at Yuan Jiayi, and was obviously startled when he heard the sound, but he didn't turn his head to look at his back.

"Jiajia...I, Jiajia...you must have breakfast...if you don't want to do it...can I cook..."

Yuan Jiayi lowered his eyes to look at the few drops of water splashed on the back of his hand, and raised his hand to wipe it away.

Bo Shenyan always took care of him meticulously, but he was never that kind to himself.

For example, you must eat breakfast.

Bo Shenyan, who told him like this, would never supervise himself for the sake of his health.

People have all kinds of reasons when they persuade others.

Yuan Jiayi sighed.

"I... haven't used my hands for a long time," he said hesitantly, touching the crimson scar on the back of his hand, "Maybe I'm not very skilled... If you are willing to help me..."

"Yes, yes," Bo Shenyan hurriedly walked towards him, and replied with a smile on his face, "Of course I would. What kind of porridge does Jiajia want, polenta? Or porridge with longan and lotus seeds?"

He knelt down nimbly to scoop rice in the cabinet, knocked his head on the sharp cabinet door, but just turned around and smiled, obviously in pain, but he was more worried that Yuan Jiayi thought he was clumsy.

Bo Shenyan was very familiar with Yuan Jiayi's hobbies, and at the same time he was very familiar with the pots and pans in Yuan Jiayi's house, so he quickly turned on the low heat and slowly stirred the rice grains in the pot.

The brute strength that had been recharged all night had no place to show, Bo Shenyan tentatively picked up Yuan Jiayi who did not resist, put him in the big chair, half squatted beside him and pinched his ankle Give him a massage.

"I'll help you relax first, and then it's almost time to eat."

Leaning down to avoid his hand on his ankle, Yuan Jiayi sniffed, "Mr. Bo, you don't have to do this."

Bo Shenyan's face was pale, he looked down at his empty hands and said nothing.

"If you were more aggressive to me when we first met..."

Yuan Jiayi stared at the wound on Bo Shenyan's forehead that was scratched by the cabinet door and leaked blood, and said calmly.

"When I saw you for the first time, I never expected..."

Bo Shenyan's voice was low and hoarse.

"I actually liked you so much later."

The author has something to say: Jiajia is about to run away.

(Did you see my bald talk, did you see my bald comment section, they are all getting closer to my hair)

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