The whole world knows he has a crush on me

When Bo Jiu went downstairs, he couldn't see the emotions just now. He even talked and laughed with Song Tang to arrange today's dishes and cakes. Qu Ning finally saw Bo Jiu's mysterious father before the meal.

Bo Jiu's father looks very similar to Bo Jiu, unexpectedly he didn't ask Qu Ning too much, he only said that he would not interfere with Bo Jiu's affairs in the future.

Although he had already expected this answer, Qu Ning was still a little excited in his heart. He subconsciously looked towards Bo Jiu, only to see that the other party was tearing the vegetable leaves with lowered eyes, looking out of shape.

Qu Ning was stunned for a moment, then suppressed the joy.

The meal was finished in an orderly manner, and the things the two brought home had been sorted and stored by Uncle Wang. Qu Ning thought that Bo Jiu would stay here until dark, but he didn't expect that he would get up and leave soon after the meal mean.

"Aren't we going to spend more time with your parents?"

Bo Jiu patted Qu Ning's head: "It's okay, my father can't wait to live a two-person world with my mother."

Qu Ning smiled a little, and said again: "Brother Jiu, what's the matter with you today? Why do you feel that you are not in a good mood?"

Bo Jiu was silent: "Nothing."

Qu Ning tilted his head: "Did you get criticized by your father? Did you do something wrong?"

Bo Jiu: "No, we talked about something else."

Qu Ning groaned, seeing what Bo Jiu didn't reveal, he didn't ask further.

"Then how about we go home and unwrap the present I prepared for you?"

Bo Jiu then nodded with a smile on his face.

The car from the city center was a bit congested, and by the time we returned to Yuanshan Villa, the sky had already dimmed.

Qu Ning suddenly pressed Bo Jiu's hand before getting out of the car.

Bo Jiu tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Qu Ning: "No matter what you are worried about, I think you can finally solve it."

Bo Jiu looked at him: "Why are you so confident in me?"

Qu Ning smiled and said, "Bo Jiu is omnipotent in my heart."

Bo Jiu took a deep look at him, went over to help him unbuckle his seat belt, then leaned over and kissed Qu Ning.

"The more you want to solve things, the more you will be in a hurry and don't know where to start. It was the same when I wanted you to face life again."

Qu Ning was puzzled: "Could it be that you are worrying about me?"

Bo Jiu didn't speak.

Qu Ning said: "I'll tell you all the secrets, there is really nothing else."

Bo Jiu flicked his hair: "I know, let's go in."

Qu Ning thought of something and said happily but shyly: "I hope you like the birthday present I gave you."

Bo Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, the two got out of the car and walked to the door, Qu Ning suddenly turned around and hugged him again.

Bo Jiu was puzzled: "Ningning?"

Qu Ning: "Student Bo Jiu."

Bo Jiu: "What's wrong?"

Qu Ning said: "The last time I celebrated your birthday was seven years ago, and I didn't have any presents for you back then, and you didn't blame me, and even said that you didn't need any."

Bo Jiu's eyes blinked in the darkness for a moment: "Why do you say these things?"

Qu Ning said seriously: "I just feel that I chose to leave when you were most affectionate, and gave you so many years of vacancy. I really feel sorry."

Bo Jiu fumbled to open the door: "Don't say that, you didn't do anything wrong."

He didn't know if Qu Ning would alienate him because of the Bo family back then, he only knew that the current Qu Ning was as beautiful as a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

Instead, he became a coward in love, trembling in the dark with every step he took.

Qu Ning: "I haven't seen why you are so sad about things. If it's because of me, or if you can't find a way to treat me, it doesn't matter, and you haven't done anything wrong."

Bo Jiu turned on the light in the entrance, and the warm yellow light slanted down from the top of his head, casting a halo on Qu Ning's light-colored hair.

Like little angels.

The words are so beautiful.

Bo Jiu looked at him: "Qu Ning, if one day you find that I am not the perfect person you imagined, what will you do?"

Qu Ning smiled: "Why are you not what I imagined?"

Bo Jiu: "That is if."

Qu Ning thought for a while and said, "I can't imagine...then will you stop loving me?"

Bo Jiu: "No."

Qu Ning clapped his hands: "That's fine."

Qu Ning didn't give Bo Jiu a chance to speak, and pulled him to the sofa to sit down, "Did I send you some bad signal? If I didn't like a person, I would definitely not talk to him from the beginning , Bo Jiu, you are my 100% favorite."

Bo Jiu finally smiled.

"Ningning is so good."

Qu Ning nodded: "Don't move here, I'll get you a gift."

Bo Jiu really didn't move. Seeing Qu Ning's jumping back, he realized that he shouldn't be like this. He shouldn't create anxiety for Qu Ning, affect him with his emotions, and be comforted by Qu Ning in turn.If he really can't calm down, try to do something else to divert his attention.

When he gathers enough courage to face Qu Ning and tell him that his father got worse after being dismissed by the Bo family, and then accidentally injured his ear, at that time, Qu Ning will do whatever he wants accept.

He cared too much about Qu Ning, he could solve other things, but this matter made it hard for him to speak no matter how he thought about it.

Even a little paranoid.

"Brother Jiu!"

Bo Jiu came back to his senses and saw Qu Ning returning at some point, sitting beside him with a thick book.

Bo Jiu raised his mood again, he looked at the thing in Qu Ning's hand: "What is this?"

Qu Ning smiled and said, "This is a birthday present for you."

Bo Jiu looked at it for two seconds, then stretched out his hand: "Thank you Ningning, is this a book? It looks a bit old."

Qu Ning: "Look carefully."

Bo Jiu rubbed it slightly, and finally saw something familiar in it.

"This is... the album you locked in the safe?"

Qu Ning nodded: "Yes, open it and have a look, I have been working on it for a long time."

Holding his breath, Bo Jiu opened the hard black cover with his fingers, and the first inner page was white, on which were written a few letters of European Travel Notes in golden cursive English.

Qu Ning propped his chin and tilted his head to look at him, his eyes silently urging.

Bo Jiu turned another page. I don't know how this flat page was made, but the characters inside actually became three-dimensional, and gradually turned into right angles with the movement of turning the book, and finally appeared in front of the viewer.

Bo Jiu was surprised: "This is me?"

Qu Ning smiled: "It's me too. This is when I was in my second year of college. I went to Venice to collect scenery. This picture is on a boat with a stone bridge next to it."

Bo Jiu looked at the page number and guessed: "This is the first time you have drawn me in your private art collection?"

Qu Ning: "Yes, this is the prototype of "He"."

In the standing painting, Qu Ning bowed his head on the boat to draw, and there was a figure standing on the stone bridge next to him. Qu Ning's paintings were not realistic, but rather like the manuscripts of other dimensions under his hands.

From the Water City of Venice to the Thames River, from the Arc de Triomphe to the Acropolis of Athens, there are also campus chairs in parks of various sizes. There should be a place for one person, but another person appears next to it, walking through every corner of the world like twin shadows. .

"I processed it a little bit on the basis of the original one. I started painting this collection of paintings in the second year of entering the art school. It lasted until I returned to China and met you. It basically interspersed with the timeline of nearly seven years," Qu Ning said earnestly: "I wanted to give you a gem, watch, tie, and cufflinks, but in the end I felt that you don't need anything. The only thing you lack is what I can't give you. Those old times we missed."

The young man laughed: "So I thought of a way to deceive myself. If you feel unjust in the future, you can open the seven years I gave you to take a look and comfort yourself, but this thing will be gone in the future. From the eighth year, you don't have to wait any longer, and I don't have to imagine any more."

"I think I'm sorry for you, but there's nothing I can do if I miss it, so I have to double compensate you in the future. If you always like me, I will always be with you... Well, this is the world's first exclusive collector's edition, like or not?"

Bo Jiu gave a low laugh: "It's such a thick book."

Qu Ning: "This is all liver. I worked hard for many days, and only used things from the studio when packaging."

Bo Jiu looked at him: "Is Ning Ning coaxing me?"

Qu Ning blushed slightly: "Yeah, I'm willing to do this, just to make you happy, but it's a little rusty... Maybe you think this is not enough, I can still kiss you, I hope you have a happy birthday, God must have sent you You came to save me."

"Good boy." Bo Jiu said.

Qu Ning: "Do you like it?"

Bo Jiu: "Come and ask me."

Qu Ning was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, he clenched his fingers embarrassingly, then lowered his eyes and leaned forward to kiss him.

The lips met, and they parted as soon as they were touched, a kiss that couldn't be more pure.

Bo Jiu: "Have you asked clearly?"

Qu Ning paused for a moment, then whispered: "It seems that there is no such thing, do you want to try again?"

Bo Jiu laughed, and put the album on the coffee table with great care, then stepped forward and threw Qu Ning straight on the sofa.

He slowly tilted his head, the bridge of his nose was slightly wrong, Qu Ning's breathing was a little short, and Bo Jiu's appearance of wanting to kiss or not was the most fatal.

"You haven't made a birthday wish today, and you seem to be in a trance while eating...you make a wish now, before twelve o'clock." Qu Ning murmured to remind.

Bo Jiu moved closer and kissed the corner of Qu Ning's lips.

The body temperature of the two is conveyed to each other, and they see each other in their eyes and hearts, which is the most intimate appearance.

Qu Ning: "Tell Ning Ning about it."

Bo Jiu looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then raised his hand to touch Qu Ning's warm earlobe.

"I want to go back and block that vase for my beloved little snail."

The author has something to say: don't panic, look up at the author, although she is a solo mother, there are ten thousand ways to make her sweet and sad.