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Although Jing Rong and Qu Yu didn't publicly say that the other party was their boyfriend, everyone knew about their relationship through Zhang Song's incident.

Therefore, the number of times the two received confession letters and were stopped for contact information was much less.

Jing Rong is a person who is afraid of trouble. Before rejecting others, he had to think about how to be more tactful, so as not to hurt the girl's heart, but now he is relieved.

Because the second grade and the third grade have different schedules, sometimes they can't go back to school together.

It just so happened that Qu Yu was going to leave school an hour later than Jing Rong, so the former packed his schoolbag after class and walked outside the school alone.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he received a call from Xu Bing.

The other party directly asked him on the phone: "What's your relationship with that kid named Qu Yu?"

"Is he the son of the original spouse of the Qu family who died early?"

Hearing the last sentence, Jing Rong frowned and couldn't help retorting: "His mother died of illness."

Xu Bing gave a curious "yo": "When have you ever defended others like this?"

Ever since Jingqian disclosed his sexual orientation to his family but was deceived by others, Xu Bing began to think that homosexuality is more unreliable than heterosexuality.

Jing Rong didn't want to provoke her, but since the other party came to her today, he must have heard some gossip.

"The little boy who rented together with you since the summer vacation is also him." Xu Bing said again.

Jing Rong's brows furrowed deeper: "You said you wouldn't interfere with my personal life too much."

Jing Rong has been very assertive since he was a child. He will make a study plan before the start of each semester, and will also make a New Year's plan during the Chinese New Year.

He has always been "other people's child" by his parents, so Xu Bing and his wife seldom worry about his life.

After a long time, it has become an unspoken habit and sense of proportion.

Xu Bing laughed: "I didn't say I would take care of you, I just want you to bring that child home for dinner some other day."

Jing Rong paused for a moment, then heard his father's voice on the phone again, thinking that Xu Bing's attitude this time was not as tough as expected, maybe his father was trying to mediate it.

The other party gave the steps, and he went down.

Without further chatting, Jing Rong hung up the phone.

It was just that he was patronizing chatting just now, and he walked a little further away, and there happened to be a newly opened flower shop next to him, with colorful flowers, which were left outside the house, colorful and colorful.

Today is not a special holiday, but from the moment Jing Rong saw the flowers, he couldn't move his feet.

After being together with Qu Yu, he didn't seem to have given each other anything, but it was said on the Internet that couples should send some small gifts to promote emotional communication.

Perhaps, you can send him a bouquet of beautiful flowers today.

Thinking of the picture of the young man smiling at him with his arms full of flowers, Jing Rong couldn't help but soften his eyes.

He went into the flower shop.

A few minutes later, Jing Rong came out holding a bouquet of white gardenias.

He looks cold and detached, with a bookish air, and it doesn't look awkward when paired with gardenias, adding a touch of literary temperament, making him more gentle.

Jing Rong lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of flowers.

Perhaps it was because the shampoo and body wash he and Qu Yu used were both gardenia-scented, so now when he sees gardenias, he can think of Qu Yu.

The other party has the same gardenia fragrance as him, which is light and gentle.

His mood became more cheerful, and even his walking steps became much lighter.

Back at the rental house, he put the flowers on the coffee table, and was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to make lunch, but his footsteps stopped, and he suddenly felt that it seemed a bit sloppy to put it like this.

He turned back to the coffee table, looked at the gardenias quietly for a few seconds, looked up and scanned around, looking for a suitable place to place them.

Jing Rong's eyes paused at the door of Qu Yu's bedroom.

Qu Yu always likes to go back to the bathroom in her bedroom when she comes back, to wash her face before coming out, and sometimes to take a shower first.

Instead of putting it outside, it's better to put it directly in his bedroom. The other party can see the flowers as soon as they enter the bedroom. I think the degree of surprise will be higher than putting it outside.

However, Jing Rong was a little hesitant. He had never entered the other party's bedroom. Now that the other party was not in the rented house, it seemed a little bad to enter the other party's bedroom privately.

But there was another voice in his heart defending, he would not move anything, just put the flowers on the other party's bedside table or bed, and he would come out soon.

The two voices fought in their heads for a while, and in the end the one who wanted to surprise the other had the upper hand.

Jing Rong picked up the gardenia, walked to the door of the other party's bedroom, first knocked lightly three times, then twisted the handle and pushed the door open.

Qu Yu's bedroom is clean and simple, without too many sundries, it looks orderly, and everything is neatly placed.

He went straight to the bedside table, put the flowers on it, and turned to leave the bedroom.

From going in to coming out, it didn't take more than half a minute.

Even so, he was also a little guilty, as if he had done something immoral secretly, and he was a little ashamed.

Jing Rong shook his head, dismissed these strange thoughts, and went into the kitchen to start making lunch.

Qu Yu came late when he finished cooking.

After the other party finished changing his slippers, he greeted him and rushed back to the bedroom immediately.

Jing Rong jumped for joy, and was a little curious about the other party's reaction after seeing the bouquet of flowers.

Will you be happy?Or more surprised and delighted?

Not long after, Qu Yu folded back, holding the bouquet of flowers he put in her arms.

As he thought, Qu Yu and the pure white gardenia really matched well. He held the flower in his arms, making his skin fairer and his face more beautiful.

People are prettier than flowers.

For the first time, Jing Rong felt the meaning of this sentence intuitively.

"Brother, have you ever entered my bedroom?" Qu Yu blinked at him, her expression seemed a little nervous, and even her tone was imperceptibly hurried.

Jing Rong frowned slightly, the other party's reaction was different from what he thought.

He nodded slightly, thinking of something, and explained: "Just put the flowers on your bedside table, and didn't mess with your things."

He still vaguely felt that his behavior just now was inappropriate.

Qu Yu asked again: "Didn't brother come into my bathroom?"

Jing Rong shook his head: "No."

Qu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, regained his usual smile, lowered his head and sniffed the flowers, and said, "The flowers my brother sent are so fragrant, I like them very much."

The boy's eyes were shining brightly, the light of the stars was less than one ten-thousandth of his, and his face had the happy look that Jing Rong expected to see.

Jing Rong suppressed a little doubt in his heart, not wanting to destroy the tranquility and warmth at the moment, so he couldn't help but pursed his lips: "It's just as long as you like it."

"How did my brother think of buying me flowers today? Could it be that today is a special day that I didn't notice?" Qu Yu looked at him obediently, with some doubts in his expression.

Jing Rong raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "It's not a special day, but today is the third day we've been together, and I want to give you some little surprises."

Qu Yu put down the flowers, threw them into his arms, and put her hands on his neck.

"My brother is so kind to me." Qu Yu said coquettishly, rubbing the side of his neck.

Apart from his tears, Jing Rong couldn't bear his acting like a baby the most.

Jing Rong stretched out his hand to hug him back, and said softly, "Little fool, I'm your boyfriend, if I'm not good to you, I'm good to someone else."

After the words fell, he felt that the other party's hand holding him seemed to tighten a little bit, making him a little out of breath.

"Can that brother stay with me forever?" Qu Yu rubbed the side of his neck again, "Can we never separate?"

Jing Rong's Adam's apple rolled, somehow, he vaguely noticed that the other party seemed to care about this kind of problem.

Maybe it has something to do with the other party's childhood experience.

Thinking that the other party should grow up happily and unrestrainedly, but because of the loss of his mother when he was young, he endured the troubles of his stepmother and stepbrother too early, and even had to rely on his sweet mouth to please the servants to give them alms. He probably didn't have much.

Therefore, probably the other party is particularly prone to worries about gains and losses for everything he owns, has no sense of security, and cherishes and fears more.

Jing Rong thought about everything, and felt more and more pity for Qu Yu.

He nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "Only birth, old age, sickness and death can separate us, other than that, there is nothing that can separate us from each other."

He understands that what he said is very idealistic, because reality is often more complicated and tortuous, but he is willing to weave a beautiful fairy tale for the boy he likes, and he is willing to work hard to make this fairy tale come true.

Qu Yu seemed satisfied with his answer, and rubbed the side of his neck affectionately.

"Brother doesn't have to be so nice to me in the future. The better he treats me, the more I don't want others to see such a good brother, and the more I want to hide him, only for myself to see." Qu Yu possessively explain.

It's just that his voice was slightly coquettish, and it didn't sound very deterrent, more like he was playing tricks intimately, expressing his jealous physique in disguise.

Jing Rong patted him on the back: "Okay, okay, let me go, the porridge is going to be overcooked."

Qu Yu didn't want to let go, but couldn't bear him wanting to separate, so he let go of his arms.

Jing Rong turned around and went back to the kitchen. The porridge was indeed a bit mushy, so he quickly turned off the fire and rescued a pot of porridge in time.

After simply eating lunch, Qu Yu knocked on his door again.

Holding gardenia in his arms, the other party poked his head obediently and peacefully at him: "Brother, I still want to sleep with you at noon today."

Jing Rong nodded for him to come in.

Qu Yu walked quickly to the bed, put the flowers on the bedside table, took off her slippers and climbed onto the bed, and laid her head on the small pillow he left behind.

He stretched out his hand to touch the pillow, and suddenly said, "Brother didn't send my pillow back last night."

Thinking of how outrageous they were last night, Jing Rong couldn't help coughing.

But the other party looked innocent, as if he didn't understand why he was ashamed, and tilted his head in some doubts.

Jing Rong had no choice but to explain: "It's my problem. I was too tired yesterday, so I forgot about it."

As he said this, the images of last night flashed through his mind again, and the worries that had been suppressed before resurfaced.

Qu Yu seems to be too clingy to him recently, always wanting to cling to him, but the two are in the period of passionate love, clinging to each other is prone to accidents.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking: "Your body should be better, right? Will that affect your recovery?"

His words seemed to make Qu Yu stunned for a moment, the other party slowed down, and then asked in disbelief: "Brother, are you suspecting my kidney deficiency?"

The author has something to say: Brother loves you, but brother doesn’t believe in your kidney(?)

Seems logical

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