Morbid Attachment

Qi Boyan smiled slightly, but didn't agree, but exited the bathroom wisely, and obediently packed things outside.

When Ji Wang came out from the shower, he found that Qi Boyan was stacking the dirty costumes on the bed one by one, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qi Boyan kept moving his hands: "Clean up the room."

Ji Wang had never seen Qi Boyan do housework, but those clothes were folded very well. Ji Wang walked over to pick up one, and his fingertips could still feel a little wet: "Why did you fold it without washing it?"

Qi Boyan stared straight at the clothes in Ji Wang's hand, and asked luckily, "Can you..."

Ji Wang didn't wait for him to finish: "No!"

Qi Boyan: "But..."

Ji Wang: "No but!"

Qi Boyan said aggrievedly: "It's instinct to build a nest with your partner's smell and clothes during the susceptible period. After you wash it, you won't have your pheromones."

Ji Wang coldly snatched the clothes from Qi Boyan's hand and carried them to the laundry room.

Qi Boyan followed behind: "Brother, don't worry about your back pain, drink porridge and rest."

When he found that the washing machine was in use, Ji Wang moved the clothes back to the bathroom, threw them into the bathtub, and soaked them thoroughly.

Qi Boyan showed a heartbroken expression, but he didn't dare to stop him, so he could only watch silently from the side.

Ji Wang looked at those clothes, and the anger of being tossed by Qi Boyan all night dissipated.

In fact, he has always had a difficult hurdle in his heart, which is why Qi Boyan hasn't come to him all these years.

Qi Boyan would tell him about his experiences at that time, and Ji Wang was so distressed at that time that he couldn't sort out the loopholes in the rhetoric for a while.

Perhaps subconsciously, he didn't want to let himself think deeply.

But he was always puzzled, that's why Qi Boyan allowed him to misunderstand and didn't explain to him, even after meeting again, he never tried to explain what happened back then, even if he was treated roughly and sarcastically.

It wasn't until the pressure reached the extreme that he finally revealed some past about his life experience.

This is so unreasonable, is it because you don't trust him, and you think you won't get his forgiveness if you tell him these things?

Or is there another concealment, or... the worst case is that Qi Boyan is lying.

Uneasy feeling, lingering.

So whether it's buying cohabitation supplies for Qi Boyan, or giving away the ring from six years ago, including tonight, spending time with Qi Boyan through the vulnerable period is Ji Wang's solution to his anxiety.

It is to take practical actions and tie people by your side.

Qi Boyan collected all his costumes, tattooed the piece of music with his name hidden on his wrist, boldly and straightforwardly said that he misses, pursues desperately, and has this 14-year-old ring on his hand.

It turned out that he was not the only one who prepared the ring six years ago.

Qi Boyan said that he wanted to get married when he was eighteen years old, and that person was him.

These are the factors that allow Ji Wang to regain his trust in Qi Boyan bit by bit. This is the real opportunity for them to start again.

He finally believed Qi Boyan's words, not because he didn't care, but because he didn't dare to look for him.

It's not that I don't love, it's just that I have concerns and fears.

I believe that Qi Boyan loves him no less than he loves.

Looking at those soaked costumes, Ji Wang thought that he couldn't forget Qi Boyan, and Qi Boyan was always watching him, so he collected all the costumes from each of his plays.

He turned his back to Qi Boyan: "You should hug me during your susceptible period, instead of pitying these clothes."

"So next time the susceptible period, brother will accompany me?" Qi Boyan asked in surprise.

Ji Wang didn't deny it.

Qi Boyan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms to hold him, with a lot of strength, pressing his sore place was slightly numb.

Gradually, even the earlobe next to Ji Wang's cheek turned red.

She obviously said all kinds of obscene things on the bed, but she always showed her pure love in surprising places.

Contradictory and charming little madman.

Ji Wang bit Qi Boyan's earlobe, not daring to use too much force: "But next time you have to take medicine, you can't kill me like this time."

Qi Boyan's breathing became short of breath, wondering if he remembered what happened last night. Soon Ji Wang was sure that Qi Boyan had remembered, because Qi Boyan resisted him.

Ji Wang pushed the man away with a bit of disgust, changed into the clothes he wore when he came, and glanced at the room before leaving.

Focus on looking at the overturned sofa, the shifted dressing table, and the floor-to-ceiling mirror full of fingerprints.

Let alone the torn bed sheet, the headrest of the bed seems to have been knocked a little loose, with marks on the wall.

Ji Wang looked at the mess in the house, his cheeks flushed, and he was sorry for the bedroom that looked like it had been swept by a typhoon.

"Is this the house your company rented for you? You have to pay the owner for the new furniture." Ji Wang estimated the amount and planned to pay half of it.

Qi Boyan lifted the sofa and sat on it: "This is my real estate."

"How could I sleep with you on someone else's bed." Qi Boyan said in surprise as if Ji Wang said something strange.

This made Ji Wang feel a little complicated. He was still struggling to pay off the mortgage, and Qi Boyan had already messed with him recklessly in his own property.

Ji Wang took the painkiller, and even stuffed a suppository into it, so that he could recover faster.