Fall in love with an NPC

Qu Tong originally planned to stay up all night, but he didn't dare to move around for fear of disturbing Secret.A. He maintained a position for a long time and fell asleep soon.

Woke up later than Secret.A the next day, and Qu Tong didn't know if he was being big-hearted.

After another three days, Boswell seemed to have finally remembered that Qu Tong was here, and sent someone to find him and let him go to see him. Qu Tong felt helpless, but he was suffering under the fence, and Secret.A's injury was not healed yet. Boswell If something went wrong, both of them would be killed by cannon fodder, so they had no choice but to go.

Boswell's trust in him has not changed during this time. Qu Tong himself is very inactive. no more.

In other words, Qu Tong hasn't spoken to the system for several days. The last time he talked to the system, it seemed that he was bandaging Secret.A.

Thinking wildly, he walked to the door, and there was a younger brother standing outside the door. When he saw Qu Tong, he brought him in.

Boswell is alone, sitting there... making tea.

Qu Tong was taken aback. Boswell looked very different today. He made tea skillfully, and there was no trace of hostility between his brows. A steady reader.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and smiled at him, "Come here?"

Qu Tong was wondering if he had exposed any flaws recently. No, there shouldn’t be any flaws. Even if Boswell knew that he and Chi Xuan were investigating Secret.A in private, it was understandable. Boswell already knew that he was using Secret.A is regarded as a role model, and after the trust value has dropped before, there is no sign of recovery, so what loopholes can there be?

"En." Qu Tong responded.

"Sit down." Boswell picked up a small buckled teacup with a wooden clip, rinsed it with boiling water, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea in front of him: "This tea is good, try it."

Qu Tong didn't dare not taste it, so he picked it up carefully and smelled it first. The tea was very fragrant, but he couldn't tell what kind of tea it was. The scent of tea, and other scents.

"How about it?"

Qu Tong thought for a while and replied: "It smells very fragrant. I thought it would be bitter, but it is not as bitter as I imagined."

He really didn't understand tea, so he could only think of what to say.

Boswell smiled softly, "What else?"

"No... not anymore..." Qu Tong hesitated in answering.

Boswell didn't ask any more questions, poured himself a cup, and sipped the tea to himself.

Qu Tong waited for a while, and found that Boswell had nothing to say, and couldn't sit still.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked proactively.

Boswell seemed to have just remembered, "ah", nodded, "yes, there is something wrong."

Qu Tong nodded, signaling to listen attentively.

"Have you heard about Secret.A?" Boswell looked at him with a smile.

Qu Tong was sweating coldly on his back, grinning at the corners of his mouth, and Boswell was not aggressive, "Secret.A went on a mission in the ice area and hasn't come back yet. You asked someone to check with his informant privately. I know, any clues?"

"No." Qu Tong didn't deny the fact that he had checked, he was glad that Secret.A didn't tell Chi Xuan when he came back, otherwise, it would definitely leak.

"Check again, there is a major incident in the ice area, it may be related to Secret.A, get him back as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble." Boswell ordered.

"Okay." When Qu Tong answered, he paid attention to Boswell's expression. There was no major change. He looked like a good superior who would protect his subordinates. However, Qu Tong knew that he was not, at least for Secret.A Say no.

Boswell didn't have anything else to say, so he added a cup of tea to Qu Tong. Qu Tong took it and drank it. Boswell looked at him with a smile and shook his head helplessly.

Qu Tong felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and for a moment, he even wanted to ask if Boswell thought he was Qin Rui.

"Is there anything else you need?" Qu Tong looked at him and asked respectfully.

"It's nothing, what? You have other things to do?" Boswell squinted at him with a smile.

Qu Tong shook his head hastily, "No." He even tasted a hint of danger in his tone.

"Then... let's have another cup." Boswell added another cup of tea for him.

Qu Tong picked up the cup hesitantly, glanced at Boswell's smiling eyes, and drank it in one gulp.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Boswell suddenly changed the topic, and Qu Tong didn't recover, "Huh?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Boswell asked again patiently.

Qu Tong didn't know where he heard about it, maybe it was Chi Xuan who said it?After all, only he had ever heard that he had a girlfriend.

"Yes." Qu Tong replied.

"Have?" Boswell seized the key words, "Not now?"

Qu Tong didn't know the meaning of this question. What does it have to do with this boss if he has a girlfriend?But he still answered honestly: "Well, it's divided."

Boswell lowered his eyes as if he got a satisfactory answer.

Qu Tong felt that he should be ashamed to ask: "Why do you ask this question?"

Boswell hooked the corner of his lips: "It's related to your future tasks. Besides, even if I care about my subordinates, can't I?"

Qu Tong hurriedly replied: "Yes...of course."

Boswell finally let Qu Tong go back. He always felt that Boswell was a little bewitched today. Whether it was behavior, expression, tone, or unreasonable questions, there was a weirdness.

Secret.A was taking a nap in the bedroom, and when he heard him come back, he opened his eyes and sat up.

"What did he say?"

Qu Tong took off his coat and put it on the hanger at the door, thinking it would be better not to worry Secret.A, so he replied casually: "It's nothing, it's about your disappearance, let me check and find you as soon as possible , and vaguely told me something happened to Bingyu, saying that it might have something to do with you."

Qu Tong put his clothes away, and as soon as he finished speaking, Secret.A suddenly stepped forward and held his wrist tightly. Qu Tong was startled, and wanted to take it back, but Secret.A made a lot of effort, squeezed It hurt him a little.

"What's wrong?" Qu Tong was puzzled.

Secret.A glanced at him sharply, lowered his head, and the tip of his nose touched his wrist. Qu Tong's small piece of skin could feel the coldness of Secret.A's nose. do not let it go.

"What happened?" he asked again.

Secret.A finally let go of his wrist, turned and walked in: "Aside from that, what else did he ask you? Tell me everything, word for word."

Qu Tong pursed his lips, Boswell is indeed a little strange, is there really a problem?However, how did Secret.A detect it?

He raised his wrist and smelled it himself, but there was no smell at all.

But seeing Secret.A's serious look, he didn't dare to slack off, and sat down and explained everything about Boswell in detail.

Secret.A frowned slightly throughout the whole process. Qu Tong didn't understand what was wrong. Boswell seemed very gentle, and he didn't mention Secret.A too much in his words, so he probably wouldn't blatantly look for Secret. .A is in trouble, so what is Secret.A worried about?

"What's the problem?" Qu Tong asked cautiously, "He just told me so much, and finally he paid attention to my private love life. Others, it's really nothing."

Secret.A turned his head and glanced at him, "It's nothing. You must tell me everything he told you when he came to you in the future."

Qu Tong couldn't understand, "It's okay for me to tell you, but you have to keep it from me." He bumped his arm against Secret.A, "What's the matter?"

Secret.A thought about it, as if he didn't really want to tell him.

Qu Tong had no choice but to use aggressive methods, "If you can't tell me, then I can choose not to tell you the truth."

Secret.A sighed slightly, "Boswell must have taken a fancy to you."

After hearing this, Qu Tong stared blankly at Secret.A, his head buzzed, "What did you say?"

"He should have taken a fancy to you, and called you over today, lighting that kind of incense is a sense of ritual." Secret.A said.

"What the hell? Are you interested in me?" Qu Tong couldn't understand at all, "Is there a sense of ceremony?"

"Every time he has someone he wants, he will light that kind of incense and get along with the other person alone. If the other person is covered with that unobtrusive fragrance, it means that he is already in his pocket." Secret.A detailed explained.

"It sounds like animals dividing territories, is it so perverted?" Qu Tong sniffed himself, not sure if it was a psychological effect, but now he seemed to really smell a little scent that he couldn't explain before.

Secret.A nodded slightly, "He must have taken a fancy to you and wants to regard you as the next Qin Rui."

Qu Tong's heart sank, "Then what should I do? I said, I haven't seen Qin Rui for a long time, so it turned out that he fell out of favor."

"What should I do?" Secret.A looked at him coldly: "If you follow him, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. Isn't it good to follow him?"

"No!" Qu Tong panicked, slapped the table and shouted.

Secret.A blinked, "To some extent, it's a good thing, why not?"

Qu Tong waved his hands eagerly, "Of course not, I...I...I don't like him!"

Secret.A was startled, and Qu Tong was also startled.

Secret.A smiled, "You don't like him, then who do you like?"

Qu Tong regretted it, and didn't know why he said such a nonsensical thing after being "I" for a long time. Under normal circumstances, he should say that he doesn't like men. Why would he say that he didn't want to be with Boswell because he didn't like Boswell? Woolen cloth?

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he just didn't say it.

"So what should we do now?" Qu Tong asked dejectedly.

Secret.A stopped teasing him, and was very satisfied that Qu Tong did not want to commit himself to Boswell like Qin Rui.

"Boswell calls you over again, you tell me in advance, we just see what happens."

Qu Tong didn't quite believe him, "How can Boswell lose interest in a person? Otherwise, I won't take a shower from today? Looks sloppy, will he change his mind?"

Secret.A was not as nervous as him, and even thought he was a little funny, "If you don't take a shower, I'll be the one who loses interest first."

Qu Tong's heart trembled, and he didn't know if Secret.A was a slip of the tongue, and he didn't know if he should pretend he didn't hear it.

But the look in his eyes had already betrayed him, his eyes were full of hope to find an exit, Secret.A stopped talking, and Qu Tong even thought, should he just ask him what he meant.

The author has something to say: The day before yesterday was April Fool's Day.