I'm just rotten

Before being completely stripped of his vest, the idiot Zhai tried to find a way to make the foolish Haozi accept the truth more naturally, so he planned to keep silent and let Cheng Hao guess the truth by himself.

then……

1. You are welcome

Cheng Hao opened the drawer with the key, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

He took out a shiny kitchen knife from inside, looked at it carefully, and said: "Good quality, more wear-resistant, sharper and longer lasting." He turned to look at Zhai Qixiao, "You also like this one ?”

Zhai Qixiao didn't speak.

Cheng Hao carefully put the knife aside, turned his head to look in the drawer, and then his eyes widened again.

What caught his eyes was a pure and beautiful smiling face, but that smiling face was printed on a small yellow daisy.

There was a tightness in his throat, and he knew it without asking, and the surname Zhai was determined to do so.He put it aside with a solemn expression, unable to bear to look at it any more.

Then, his eyes fell on the drawer, and then he froze, with an extremely complicated look on his face.

His hand slowly reached in and touched the hardness.

"Farewell to infertility and achieve a perfect life." He murmured, holding up an unknown object as thick as a brick, looking left and right, and finally found that it turned out to be an English dictionary.After looking at it silently for a few seconds, he stared at the cover and asked hesitantly, "You... would you like this?"

Zhai Qixiao was silent for a while, then suddenly leaned over, kissed his lips forcefully, then leaned against his forehead and said in a low voice——

"I only want you."

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2. Could it be

It was a dark night.

Cheng Hao received Zhai Qixiao's call, rushed into his room with the key eagerly, and opened the drawer under the other's gaze.

When he was pulled away, he was stunned, frozen in place, and remained motionless for about half a minute.

In the end, he slowly stretched out his hand, silently put aside the small note with familiar handwriting in front of him, and then took out the things in the drawer one by one, and put them on the table with a complicated expression.

The last thing he took out made his scalp almost explode. It was a small box with a picture of a thin woman pasted on it.

He is very familiar with that woman, and he has a good impression of her, but she shouldn't be here at all.

What he held in his hand turned out to be that woman's... urn.

He had the illusion that his blood was flowing backwards, his whole body was cold, and his scalp was numb.

"This is... what's going on." He murmured.

Zhai Qixiao had already appeared by his side at some point, at this moment, he suddenly stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around him, hugging his whole body.

The familiar embrace was very warm, Cheng Hao suddenly turned his head to look at Di Qixiao, and asked, "Zhai Jian has been here before? He gave these things to you? But...why?"

Why is even the urn of Zhai Jian's mother here?

Zhai Qixiao tightened his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "He didn't give it to me."

"Who is that?" Cheng Hao asked hurriedly, then, thinking of something, he slowly widened his eyes.

As soon as that thought came out, he felt a buzzing in his head, as if something had been broken.

Since it wasn't given to him by Zhai Jian, it could only be taken by himself.

Take it yourself.

Is it...

He looked at Zhai Qixiao.

Zhai Qixiao looked at him.

"You..." Cheng Hao said slowly, "Could it be that you... have always been secretly in love with Zhai Jian?"

Zhai Qixiao was as quiet as a chicken.

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3. Howe William Sherlock Scott Holmes Cheng

In fact, Cheng Hao had already noticed something was wrong, but he didn't expect the result to be like this.

Thinking about it now, it turned out to be the case.

He thought of the weird sense of familiarity that came over him when he first saw the words written by Zhai Qixiao. Now, the truth is revealed——

Di Qixiao turned out to be an idiot.

One day he met the petite and lovely Zhai Jian, and was touched by the figure of the weak willow Fufeng, so he began his journey of secret love.

He secretly fell in love with Zhai Jian, but it was a pity that Zhai Jian was a straight man and didn't want to be fucked.

He was so obsessed with Zhai Jian that he couldn't get what he wanted, and in the end, he pinned his impatience on the little yellow Daisy.

He, like a young girl, fell in love from spring to summer, from summer to autumn, from autumn to winter...

In this way, I have been secretly in love for many years.

He secretly imitated Zhai Jian's handwriting.

He secretly imitated Zhai Jian's character.

He secretly collected the English dictionary Zhai Jian had used.

He secretly collected the kitchen knife that Zhai Jian touched.

He even stole a set of little yellow daisies that others gave to Zhai Jian, and slept with him every day and night.

He doesn't even let his mother's ashes go unnoticed, and he loves his house and collects them.

The reason why he did this was just to be one step closer to the one he loves spiritually...

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao suddenly gasped.

Zhai Qixiao now, say he likes him?

After learning the truth, he was in a bad mood.

What did he do to make the idiot Zhai change his target?

Could it be because he once slept with Zhai Jian in the same bed, and his body was covered with Zhai Jian's aura that normal people can't smell?

Cheng Hao's eyes widened.

But how did Zhai Qixiao know?

Is it...

Cheng Hao slowly thought of surveillance equipment such as cameras, and his hair stood on end.

No... no no no, this is horrible.

He looked at Zhai Qixiao in the wrong way.

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4. How long has it been?

At first, Cheng Hao was confused, but after several hours of deep thinking, he figured it all out.

He suddenly had an extraordinary and strange feeling, as if he had seen through the world.

"How long has it been?" Cheng Hao closed the drawer, looked at Zhai Qixiao who was standing aside, with a pitiful expression.

Zhai Qixiao: "...?"

Cheng Hao put his hands on his shoulders, "Although, I have never experienced such a thing, but as your best buddy, I actually sympathize with you."

Zhai Qixiao stared at Cheng Hao with a gentle expression.

"I will always be with you." Cheng Hao said softly.

Di Qixiao's heart was touched, and he gently held his hand.

"It's just that I'm not your one after all." Cheng Hao said with a sigh.

Zhai Qixiao's expression cracked.