squeamish bag he was reborn

"Shen Qiyou, what are you doing with a bag?" Bai Yang asked curiously while rubbing his aching ears and glanced at the person.

"Gift."

Shen Qiyou said two words concisely, because of some unknown reason, there was still a redness on his face that hadn't completely faded. With the backpack he was carrying, he looked a little unexpectedly well-behaved.

Bai Yang felt amused by his momentary delusion.

How could this person be anything but cute?

"A gift for Song Yuan."

Shen Qiyou added word by word, when he spoke, he looked straight at the person beside him, but for some reason he lowered his head the next second, and from Bai Yang's angle, he could see the red tips of the other person's ears.

That illusion came again, Bai Yang felt that when he was beside Song Yuan, Shen Qiyou was a little cute.

He took another look at today's protagonist, and found that this person had his head slightly lowered, and the roots of his ears were even stronger than Shen Qiyouhong's.

Why do you feel that there is something weird between these two people?

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows and couldn't think of a reason, but he still felt a little sour envy in his heart. See how the two get along, how harmonious, loving and respectful each other is, how come he and Qiao Qiao are like this.

He still hurts where he was screwed.

"Can you treat me... like this?" Bai Yang poked Qiao Qiao and said in a low voice.

"How about you?" Qiao Qiao's voice contained an imperceptible smile: "Beat you with a blushing face?"

Bai Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then he imagined in his mind the image of the person who had cut out the size of the board and beat him violently with a blushing face. For a moment, he really felt that he couldn't accept it.

"That...or not..."

Qiao Qiao sneered when he heard the words, and seeing the two people full of atmosphere, the guess in his heart slowly took shape.

Song Yuan here didn't notice Qiao Qiao's meaningful gaze, just now he didn't even notice that Shen Qiyou was carrying such a big bag.

"Are they all gifts for me?"

"Ah."

Shen Qiyou's voice was a little hoarse, and he wanted to open his schoolbag as he spoke, but Song Yuan held down his wrist, "I'll watch this later."

After Song Yuan finished speaking, he said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Let's watch when we are alone, there is a more urgent matter now."

"What's the matter?" Shen Qiyou's voice was unconsciously tense.

Song Yuan held his hand directly and answered irrelevant questions: "Is it possible?"

Shen Qiyou was stunned and waited until he realized what Song Yuan meant, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, as if it was going to jump out of his chest again and again.

He wants to make their relationship public.

"Ah."

"can."

Shen Qiyou held Song Yuan's hand unconsciously and tightened a little, but it only took a few seconds for him to react and lighten his strength, pressing his fingertips with his fingertips, silently soothing.

Song Yuan took a deep breath, looked at the two people who didn't know why, and said seriously: "Qiao Qiao, Bai Yang, I want to tell you one thing."

"I'm with Shen Qiyou."

"That's the kind of being together."

Qiao Qiao was not surprised at all and asked jokingly, "So, which kind are they together?"

Song Yuan blushed and replied quietly but resolutely: "He's my boyfriend's type."

"Well, that's the kind of togetherness." Shen Qiyou echoed lightly, but the tone that was different from the past without ups and downs still betrayed his not so calm mood at the moment.

"Oh, that's it." Qiao Qiao smiled, showing two pointed canine teeth, "Got it."

Song Yuan raised his eyes in surprise: "Don't you feel...surprised? We are all..."

He paused for a moment and didn't say what he both understood, and changed to another question: "When did you know?"

"Just now."

Qiao Qiao replied: "It's just a little earlier than before you confessed. I can tell just by looking at you two."

The redness on Song Yuan's face became even more intense, and at the same time, he felt a little secret joy in embarrassment.

Qiao Qiao rubbed his hair with a smile, then looked at Shen Qiyou and said, "Nothing surprising."

"Be nicer to my Yuan Yuan in the future."

Shen Qiyou hummed, and then added in a very low voice, "It belongs to my family."

Qiao Qiao laughed out loud, obviously he didn't expect the taciturn person in his impression to say such a thing.

"What? Are you still jealous?"

It is rare that the person who was ridiculed directly chose to remain silent this time.

And Bai Yang, who was struggling to digest the meaning of Song Yuan's words, finally came back to his senses, and said in a difficult voice: "Is it the kind of togetherness I thought?"

When he finished speaking, he realized that he had said a nonsense.

"It's that kind." Song Yuan was a little apprehensive, he already regarded Bai Yang as a good friend in his heart.

"Oh, oh, so that's how it is." Bai Yang slapped his head as if he had discovered some new land, and his tone changed from difficult to excited: "You two have been together for a long time, no wonder, I finally know why something is wrong .”

He thought that Song Yuan and Shen Qiyou only had a good relationship, but he didn't expect such a relationship to exist.

This makes it clear, how can anyone not treat their boyfriend well.

"Song Yuan, that, don't get me wrong. I was surprised at first, but now I think it's good for you two."

"It's really good."

Bai Yang said with a sigh, he was indeed surprised by the fact that the two boys were together at first, but looking at the two people beside him, he felt nothing.

Just like each other.

What's more, Shen Qiyou and Song Yuan look like... He thought for a long time before he could think of a suitable adjective - a good match.

Fits well.

As if they were meant to be together.

Song Yuan didn't expect the two of them to react like this, and suddenly several emotions were mixed together in his heart, his eyes were wet, and his voice was hoarse: "Why are you so nice... I was worried just now... "

"Nothing to worry about."

Qiao Qiao patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay even if two boys are together."

He paused and then said in a low voice: "Actually, you are quite lucky, it's good to be enlightened."

Song Yuan heard what he meant, glanced at Bai Yang and whispered to his friend, "Well, I'll share my luck with you, please work hard."

Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his eyebrows when he saw the person, and signaled that he would work hard.Immediately after, he was still chatting with Shen Qiyou, and Bai Yang said goodbye to the two of them.

After they left, only Shen Qiyou and Song Yuan were left.

"Now you can take out the gift—boyfriend." He stretched out the last three words, deliberately emphasizing them.

Shen Qiyou twitched his fingertips and gave a hum, turned the backpack over and was about to unzip it, then there was a sudden pause.

"Song Yuan, I..."

"I like everything you gave me."

After Song Yuan finished speaking, he saw Shen Qiyou finally unzipped the zipper, and then took out a large and beautifully packaged gift box from inside, and then he took out a flower from the gift box.

A flower still growing in the soil.

Shen Qiyou gave him a flower, the kind with a flower pot.

Song Yuan: "..."

For a moment, he took the same exquisite flower pot and looked at the flower he couldn't name. The corners of his mouth raised slightly uncontrollably, and there was a bright smile in his voice: "Thank you boyfriend."

"like very much."

"I like it very much."

Shen Qiyou pursed his lips and earlobes and paused for a while before looking at the person with some embarrassment: "Really?"

Song Yuan nodded vigorously: "Of course it's true, I won't lie to you. But I was just a little surprised, why did you send me such flowers?"

He thought that sending flowers for a couple's birthday is indeed a good choice, but he didn't understand why Shen Qiyou didn't send that kind of packaged bouquet, but directly hugged him a pot of flowers.

He naturally liked it, but he felt a little distressed at the thought of Shen Qiyou waiting for him for a long time with this heavy flower pot on his back, and he was moved by such clumsy sincerity.

"Because you said that if you chase someone, you have to send flowers."

Shen Qiyou said very seriously word by word: "If it's that kind of flower, it will wither soon. But this kind of flower won't, it will live for a long, long time, and can be with you for a long, long time."

"Song Yuan, I like you and want you to be my boyfriend, is that okay?"

Song Yuan stared blankly at the uncontrollably wet eye sockets, he sniffed and said with a crying voice, "I'm already a boyfriend, why do I have to confess my love again?"

He thought of when he said the phrase "if you chase someone, you should give them flowers". It was when he and Shen Qiyou were digging sweet potatoes, and the man asked him what to give if he wanted to chase someone.

At that time, he still felt sour because of this sentence, but he didn't expect that this person still remembered what he said casually, and actually sent him flowers.

The sourness at that time has long been turned into a sugar in the heart.

"You said so."

"What did you say?"

"You said that the scene at that time was too hasty, and it was different from the confession you imagined."

"So, I want to confess again."

"Song Yuan, I like you."

For a moment, Song Yuan only felt that his heart was numb from the heat of these four words. He thought, this person always kept every word he said in his heart and did it for him one by one.

He had said such things, but the target was himself.

The day they confessed their hearts, they were still arguing awkwardly during the day, and crying after solving the misunderstanding, it was indeed different from the confession he had always imagined.

It's just that what he thought was that he wanted to give Shen Qiyou a perfect confession.

And he wasn't the only one who thought so.

"is it okay?"

"can."

Song Yuan responded quickly: "I promise you, I like you, I will be your boyfriend, anything is fine."

"Shen Qiyou, I like you."

The person who was confessed again silently blushed and pointed to the flower pot: "Then... do you like this one?"

He asked this question again, like an insecure child who has to confirm the answer over and over again when dealing with the person he likes.

He was afraid that Song Yuan would think that this confession was not good enough.

"Like it."

"This is my second favorite gift."

Song Yuan has received many, many gifts, precious, rare, and rare, and in his opinion, they are all the same.Only this flower is different.

It is just an ordinary flower, but the person who gave it to Shen Qiyou gave it a special and unique meaning.

"Then... who is the first one?"

Shen Qiyou subconsciously took the first one he liked as the gift giver.

Song Yuan hugged the flower and looked up at the person: "It's you."

"You are the best gift."

"Also, boyfriend, would you like to help me put this flower in my room?"

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