old grace

Fu Chuan cried so much that the cloth on Xie Qinghe's shoulders was wet, and he felt very embarrassed when he rested.

He shrank his neck and wanted to say sorry, Xie Qinghe directly carried him into the bathroom.It just so happened that the water on the stove was already hot, and Yun Chao was about to howl into the bathtub, Xie Qinghe threw Fu Chuan, who was crying all over his face, into it and asked him to wash it himself.

Fu Chuan squatted in the bathtub with a red face, soaked in warm water, peeping at Xie Qinghe's expression, obviously a little distracted.

Xie Qinghe could see his expectation.

What are you looking forward to?

Are you affectionate?

...Don't you like this?Xie Qinghe had a faint illusion of miscalculation.

However, Fu Chuan's fear of secret affairs in the boudoir is by no means fake.Xie Qinghe doesn't think he made a mistake about this.

He comforted himself in his heart, maybe the little junior brother just wanted to be intimate.Dear children who are too young, like to be rubbed and stroked, just like kittens licking each other, it doesn't mean they have that kind of thinking.

In short, sharing a bath is impossible, and Xie Qinghe doesn't plan to bathe the junior brother either.

Excusing that the clothes were wet from Fu Chuan's tears and felt uncomfortable, Xie Qinghe went out to change clothes.

It took a while in the bathroom before the intermittent sound of water could be heard.

Xie Qinghe also breathed a sigh of relief.

Dealing with the little junior is not easy at all, if the attitude is slightly wrong, the child will shrink back sensitively immediately.

In the past, Yun Chao would serve in the house, but now there is no one in the house, and he doesn't know where Yun Chao has hidden, so Xie Qinghe had to open the closet by himself to find clean clothes to change.

It just feels amazing.

In the past, the house looked quiet and spacious, and it was spacious everywhere.

Obviously, the furnishings have not been changed, and there is a small crown that Fu Chuan picked up in the room. The quiet room that was so familiar suddenly becomes warm and rich, as if there are many more things—it is obviously the same as before of.

Xie Qinghe knows that this is what ordinary people call "popularity".

Among the bricks, wood and rubble where people live, Qi and spirit are in harmony.The house shelters people from wind and rain, and popularity nourishes the house so that it will not decay.Many houses and mansions, once no one lives in them, even if they are often cleaned and repaired, they will still be dilapidated and look dilapidated.

Naturally, Xie Qinghe's house will not decay, it's just that he spends a lot of time caring for his mind and his mind is clear, which will affect the atmosphere of the house.

Now, the younger brother is back.

Xie Qinghe untied his belt, and when he took off his clothes, he felt the wet tears on his shoulder.

He remembered the warm touch of the tear just falling on his shoulder.

Then he remembered the feeling of holding Fu Chuan and letting Fu Chuan cry in his arms just now.

Fu Chuan's chest cavity will breathe and pant, and the blood vessels in his whole body will also throb with the heartbeat.It was a living person.Crying loudly in his arms, the vocal cords vibrate, the chest cavity resonates, and still clinging to his arms, there will naturally be a strange resonance.

Xie Qinghe hasn't hugged anyone for many years.

Only the clear water and the soft and silky cloth are in touch with his skin.

With his status, no one would dare to offend him, let alone flirt with him.The last time I had real contact with someone seemed to be... five months ago?Yun Chao bent down to help him put on his shoes, and when he lay down on the bed, his toes wiped Yun Chao's arm.

Of course, after Fu Chuan came back today, everything changed.

He touched the little junior brother's head, touched his cheek, and kissed his forehead.

Not too good.

Xie Qinghe reflected on it, and put down the wet clothes.

After changing clothes, Xie Qinghe didn't intend to go into the bathroom again, poured a cup of cold tea to calm down, and looked at the furnishings in the house.

I just said that I have a good relationship with Fu Chuan, and Fu Chuan would never accept living next door.Xie Qinghe has already made psychological preparations for cohabitation.He was thinking about how to allocate a place for the junior brother.In the place where he lived alone, another person suddenly squeezed in.

For example, for sitting on the couch, half of the points will be given to the younger brother.

The antique shelves and bookcases over there are also given half of the points to the younger brother.

Book cases are not easy to divide, and if you want to bring another book case in, it seems a bit cramped.Put two desks side by side?This layout is fine.It's just, does the younger brother feel uncomfortable sitting at the desk with me?

……

After roughly dividing the living room and the study, Xie Qinghe got up and walked to the bedroom, feeling that his head was getting bigger.

Occasionally, when he entertained guests in his quiet room, he left some space for the guests, and it was not very difficult to allocate it to Fu Chuan.The bedroom is completely different.The bedroom is an extremely private space, filled with his own things.

Close-fitting clothes, commonly used incense, utensils for drinking tea... even the bedside chest of drawers are filled with the books he loves to flip through.

If Fu Chuan lives in, will his pajamas and pants be put in?Is the balsamic face medicine he often uses in it?And the things he likes, the pastimes before going to bed, should they all be moved in? ——Don't you have to thank Qinghe for making room for him?

Living with a person is not as simple as holding someone back alone.

He has his own world, and if he wants to accept him, he has to give up his own space and let him in.

Xie Qinghe thought for a while, approached the bedroom, and began to tidy up one by one.

He didn't know how many habits Fu Chuan had developed over the years of going out. At least, when Fu Chuan lived next door, the quiet room in the bedroom was packed to the brim.Xie Qinghe knew very well in his heart that according to Fuchuan's obedience, as long as Xie Qinghe was willing to befriend him, he would rather not have anything and walk in with bare buttocks.

There is no way to communicate with Fu Chuan on this matter.

Therefore, Xie Qinghe put all the things in the house into the portable space, and only put two compartments of pajamas and underpants in the drawer.

The entire bedroom was essentially emptied.

Xie Qinghe planned to wait for Fu Chuan to move all the things in, and if there was room for him, he would sort out the things and put them back.

"Eldest brother." A voice came from behind.

Xie Qinghe turned his head and saw that Fu Chuan had come out of the bath, wearing his Taoist robe, with his wet hair tied into a loose bun.

"Let someone bring your luggage here later. Don't worry about the things you usually use, move them slowly." Xie Qinghe pulled him out, sat down in front of the tea making stove, spread a soft blanket on his shoulders, and smoothly Taking off his hairpin, his wet hair fell down instantly.

Fu Chuan raised his feet, trying to use the stove to dry the water stains on his feet, and said in a dreamy tone: "Brother hasn't combed my hair for a long time." Before Xie Qinghe could speak, he pulled the blanket on his shoulders, " I can't even believe it's true. Eldest brother, aren't you coaxing me to play? Can I really live in?"

Xie Qinghe found a comb with sparse teeth, and first combed his messy long hair to remove water stains.

Fu Chuan turned around and hugged his arm: "Brother, why don't you speak?"

"I said yes, do you believe it?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Fu Chuan thought for a while, then suddenly smiled silly: "I don't believe it. I can't find any real feeling right now."

"Stay for a few more days and I'll believe it." Xie Qinghe dried his hair for him, and found that his hair was blooming, probably because it was not well maintained during the fracture period, and it happened that the hair was still a little damp, so he brought a box of hair nourishing ointment, Grab the end of his hair carefully.

Fu Chuan used to like the feeling of being taken care of by the elder brother. Sitting in front of the fire like this, he felt the fresh breath of the elder brother and the warm and nimble fingertips. He was so comfortable that he almost shed tears.After Xie Qinghe put down the box that raised his hair, he turned around and hugged Xie Qinghe, choked up and said: "Brother, I will definitely take good care of you, I will listen to you, and I will give you everything."

Xie Qinghe wrapped his arms around his waist and said with a helpless smile: "You are fine, that's fine."

"I'm serious! I'm willing to do anything for senior brother." Fu Chuan put his face in his arms and hugged him tightly.

"I only hope that you will practice hard and live in peace." Xie Qinghe also made a request.

Fu Chuan quickly assured him: "I will definitely practice diligently day and night, and I will never make troubles like before again. If I don't do anything, I won't make any trouble! Senior brother, senior senior brother, I will be good."

It was the time when Fu Chuan was dazzled by joy, and at this time, no matter what Xie Qinghe asked, he would agree.

Taking advantage of the current atmosphere, Xie Qinghe put forward his own thoughts: "It's just about the two of us, I hope you can keep it secret from the outside world. I have different identities now..." He only said that he was concerned about his identity, and he didn't want to disclose it to the public. He didn't say that he was I want to leave a way out for Fu Chuan, and after Fu Chuan "gets what he wants and becomes disgusted", he can continue to look for other Taoist companions.

Fu Chuan didn't seem to be aware of this, so Xie Qinghe showed a "difficult look", and after revealing his scruples, he immediately agreed without waiting for Xie Qinghe to say a second sentence: "I understand, I understand everything .Brother, I won't talk nonsense."

He took Xie Qinghe's clothes, blushed, and whispered: "I am still a junior brother to the outside world, and I dare not be presumptuous. Only in the house, I am the Taoist companion of the senior brother. I will keep this secret and not give it to the big brother." Senior brother brought a little gossip trouble."

"It's just..." Fu Chuan said shyly, "Maybe I can't hide it from Master. He knows it all."

It was only then that Xie Qinghe remembered that there were still two executive disciples from Feixian Thatched Cottage standing outside the door.

"You rest at home for a while and eat something. If you have time, let Yun Chao help you carry your luggage back and put it away." Xie Qinghe put down his comb and got up, "I'll go to Feixian Caolu to explain to Master. There are only books and bookshelves at home. Don't move around, other places are up to you."

After he finished speaking, he felt that if it was okay to explain this to his junior brother, it would not be so good to talk to his Taoist companion like this.

Therefore, Xie Qinghe explained again: "You can also arrange for me to organize the bookcase and bookcase."

How else could Fu Chuan react?

He just looked at Xie Qinghe, hehehe silly: "Oh. Hehe, haha. Got it."

Xie Qinghe changed his clogs and was about to go out, when he reached the door, Fu Chuan hugged him from behind: "Brother."

It's also... too clingy.

Xie Qinghe took a deep breath and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just looked at the back of the senior brother and thought it looked good..." Fu Chuan hugged him greedily, rubbing his face on his back, "I always wanted to hug him like this, throw myself on the back of the senior brother, I dare not."

"Now I can hug like this!"

Fu Chuan rubbed his hands vigorously, yelling, "Mine! Mine! It's all mine!"

Xie Qinghe: "..."