Bound love

It's been a while. "But having said that, Xiaoyan's house is really beautiful, so why don't you want to go back..."

As if knowing that she said something wrong, Duan Qiya added another sentence. "But if it were me, I would rather stay in such a comfortable environment..."

Listening to his words, Bo Xiyan didn't answer anything, but he couldn't help feeling a little bit of reluctance in his heart.

Sure enough, it was because I avoided it too deliberately, which made Qi Ya feel lonely...

"If you like, you can come here often." Unable to bear to see Duan Qiya's lonely expression, Bo Xiyan replied, but then felt that something was wrong, and added, "But call me first that is……"

"En." Nodding, Duan Qiya seemed a little flattered by Bo Xiyan's rare gentleness, and smiled sweetly at him, which was not as gentle as before, which made Bo Xiyan's heart sink and was hidden in his blood His love began to flow faster again.

Not wanting Duan Qiya to see anything, Bo Xiyan glanced at his attire and frowned.

"Aren't you going to go on a blind date dressed like this?"

Looking at the clothes on her body, Duan Qiya smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry, my clothes are relatively old, this is the latest..."

Listening to his words, Bo Xiyan's heart throbbed slightly. He knew that it was not his problem, but he still felt distressed.

Grabbing his hand, Bo Xiyan took him downstairs to the garage and opened the door of the passenger seat.

"Come on, I'll take you to buy clothes."

Looking at the car in front of her, a trace of surprise flashed in Duan Qiya's eyes, and she sat in the car obediently without asking any questions.

Bo Xiyan knew why Duan Qiya was surprised, because he had never driven home, nor told him when he bought a car.Having lived in this bustling big city for six years, Bo Xiyan seldom mentioned his material life to Qi Ya, but now he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"I bought the car last year, but I have changed two before." For the 27-year-old Bo Xiyan, his career success may be the only thing he can be proud of.

"Eh? Xiao Yan is so amazing." Hearing Bai Xiyan's words, Duan Qiya praised him without hesitation.

Hearing Qi Ya's praise without any false feelings, the manly mind in Bo Xiyan's body began to swell slowly, and he couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and told him more about himself in the past five years, and Duan Qi Ya listened with a gentle face, looked at Bo Xiyan with admiring eyes from time to time, and praised him for how powerful he is.

Bo Xiyan was a little overwhelmed by Duan Qiya's praise, so that he took two wrong intersections and took a long detour before turning back to the busiest street in the city.

Taking Qi Ya into a high-end clothing store, Bo Xiyan carefully selected several suits and handed them to the salesperson. "Please take him in and change his clothes."

"Okay, sir." The salesperson smiled sweetly at Bo Xiyan, but frowned when he saw Duan Qiya's outfit, and reluctantly led him into the fitting room.

Bo Xiyan frowned at the obvious difference in attitude of the salesperson, but he also knew that this was the law of survival in this society.

Under the bustling appearance of this city, everyone actually has their own different positions. No matter whether you are capable, rich, or powerful, you can always find your own pride in this society.Regardless of whether others' attitude towards you is sincere appreciation or hypocrisy, as long as you feel comfortable in your heart, there is no need to take it too seriously.Conversely, when a person has nothing, like the current Qi Ya, he will be excluded and looked down upon by everyone.

Sitting on the sofa, Bo Xiyan casually flipped through the magazines on the side, and saw Qi Ya walk out of the fitting room with a nervous expression.

I don’t remember who said that clothes are like dispensable works of art for people. When you don’t care, what you wear on your body is just a piece of rag to keep out the wind and rain, but when you When you learn to care, clothes will become your most advantageous battle robe, making you a step further on the road to success.

Looking at Duan Qiya in front of him, Bo Xiyan couldn't help feeling a little more infatuated in his heart.Who said that an old man who is almost 40 years old can't live a wonderful life?

In Bo Xiyan's view, Duan Qiya is like a beautiful jade that has just formed and is not well-crafted. It is beautiful and warm. As long as someone gently wipes the surface for him, the whole body will emit a transparent brilliance, which is fascinating. heart and soul.

"What's the matter, Xiaoyan, isn't it good-looking?" Looking at Bo Xiyan's face, Duan Qiya lowered her head and stroked the corner of her clothes with her hands. His thick eyelashes covered his darker eyes than ordinary people, making Bo Xiyan Xi Yan's eyes dimmed, and his lower abdomen tensed unconsciously.

"No, it's pretty." Turning his head slightly, Bo Xiyan felt the temperature on his face rising continuously, just like a little boy who has just learned about love, ignorant and full of passion.

"Then why are you frowning? I really should change back to the original clothes..." After speaking, Duan Qiya turned around and wanted to enter the fitting room, but Bo Xiyan held his hand.

The moment they touched each other, both Bo Xiyan and him froze for a moment.The temperature coming from the fingertips was so real and clear, and it scratched Bo Xiyan's heart. He knew that he should let go immediately on such an occasion, but he couldn't bear to let go.And Duan Qiya looked at Bo Xiyan's hand, lowered her head shyly, like a girl in Huaichun, with a charming blush on her cheeks.

"That...you should let go..." Duan Qiya opened his mouth when he felt the eyes of the people around him, and reminded Bo Xiyan softly, and then pulled him back to the real world.

Hastily letting go, Bo Xiyan smiled apologetically at him, but couldn't help moving his fingers, feeling the remaining warmth in his palm.

"Pack up these things." Said to the waiter, Bo Xiyan took out a gold card from his wallet.

Pressing down on Bo Xiyan's hand, Duan Qiya carefully took out a transparent plastic bag from her pocket, which contained pieces of torn cash.

"I'll pay for it myself."

Noticing the disgusted look in the cashier's eyes, Bo Xiyan put away Duan Qiya's cash and insisted on sending the card to the cashier's hand, which made her heave a sigh of relief.

"No, I'll honor you as my son." Having lived with Duan Qiya for so long, Bo Xiyan has never sent him anything, even if he sent him money every month, he would definitely not spend it. .Realizing this, Bo Xiyan said this half-jokingly, but Duan Qiya frowned.

"Just keep your money to coax your girlfriend, but what will you do with me, a bad old man?"

"Who said you are old? In my eyes, you are not old at all!"

Unexpectedly, Bo Xiyan would suddenly say such a confession-like words, Duan Qiya was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent, and Bo Xiyan seemed to feel that his words were too fast, silently picked up the newly bought Clothes, took him into a hair salon, asked the barber to cut him a fine short hair that suits him, and went to the shoe store to help him order some decent leather shoes.

Watching Duan Qiya in front of him gradually transform within a day, Bo Xiyan suddenly became jealous of that woman named Chen Yaman.Obviously he is not a good old man who can make wedding dresses for others, but for tomorrow's date, he made Qi Ya into a perfect man.

In the evening, Bo Xiyan took Duan Qiya to a famous rich hotel in the city for dinner. Looking at the price on the menu, Qiya frowned, and finally only ordered a small vegetable salad.Bo Xiyan knew that Duan Qiya was concerned about his money, but he couldn't bear to see him wronging himself like this, so he ordered a lot of delicacies for him that he had never eaten before, and he didn't take the rest until he yelled that he couldn't eat any more. Take the food home.

"You sleep here tonight." A set of pajamas was prepared for Duan Qiya, and Bo Xiyan changed into a new set of quilts and sheets while he was taking a shower, because the previous quilts contained his own and other people's love desires. traces, and he did not want Qi Ya to be stained by such filthy things.

"What about Xiaoyan?" Duan Qiya lifted the quilt and sat in after fiddled with the newly cut hair.

"I sleep on the sofa." He used a smile to cover up the embarrassment in his heart. In fact, only Bo Xiyan knew that if he and Qi Ya were allowed to sleep on the same bed, he would definitely hug him from behind, regardless of anything possess him.

"But……"

"Don't worry, it's rare for you to come here once. I can't let you sleep on the sofa." Said, regardless of Duan Qiya's objection, Bo Xiyan hugged a thin quilt and lay on the sofa, listening to his voice coming from the next door. Gradually steady breathing.

Although everything today is to prepare for tomorrow's blind date, it is the happiest day that Bo Xiyan has spent in the past five years. Watching the man he loves the most in this life become bright through his own hands, that kind of sweetness is bitter The emotion made Bo Xiyan's heart faintly sour.

Puckering the corners of his mouth, Bo Xiyan slowly closed his eyes, his mind was full of Duan Qiya's frowns and smiles, and he could only hold the hand of this beautiful person in his dreams, and said softly, he loves he……

10

Early the next morning, Bo Xiyan brought Duan Qiya to the designated blind date place, and let him and Chen Yaman sit in a corner of the park, while he hid aside and observed them silently.

"Hello..." Seeing Chen Yaman for the first time, Duan Qiya smiled at her. The soft smile would melt anyone's heart away, except for Bai Xiyan. He took a breath.

"Hello..." Nodding, Chen Yaman slowly sat opposite Duan Qiya, her soft long hair draped over her shoulders, showing her tranquility