After the former actor was forced to open for business

"Just take this little thing?" Xia Jincheng took the small suitcase from his hand, weighed it, and welcomed him into the room with a frown.

Fan Yue was hugged into his arms with a smile, "Otherwise, I should find a moving company to move all my things here?"

President Xia raised his eyebrows, "It's not impossible."

"Tch." Fan Yue laughed, and carried the box upstairs by himself.

He was fairly familiar with this house, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider. He found a guest room next to the bedroom and prepared to put his luggage in it.

"That's the utility room." Xia Jincheng's voice suddenly came from behind.

Fan Yue opened the door and saw that it was filled with messy things.He couldn't help frowning, obviously this room was not like this before...

He said he was going to another guest room, but when he opened the door, he found that the room was empty, not even the bed.

Fan Yue suddenly understood something, turned his head to look at Mr. Xia who was leaning against the wall and shrugging.

"Don't look at me like that. It was Xia Yu who said two days ago that the bed in the house I gave him was not comfortable, so he moved mine away."

Fan Yue stared at him without saying a word.

Xia Jincheng thought he was angry, so he came over to hug him, and coaxed him nicely: "This plan can't keep up with the changes, I really didn't mean it."

He said that he kissed Fan Yue's lips as a comfort, "Besides, you have moved here, and I still sleep with you in a separate room. This is not in line with the way of hospitality."

"The way of hospitality?" Fan Yue turned around in his arms, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I've never heard of any company's way of hospitality, which is to share a bed with guests."

"My house." Boss Xia cheekily rubbed the tip of his nose, "Not only do I want to sleep on a bed, but also—well."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Yue covered his mouth and pushed him away. Mr. Xia was a little aggrieved, but Mr. Xia didn't say anything.

In order to punish this person for "forcing" him to live together with this little trick, Fan Yue didn't let Xia Jin follow, turned around and entered the master bedroom with the suitcase, "I'm hungry, you can cook."

Seeing that Fan Yue still compromised and entered the master bedroom, Xia Jincheng couldn't help being in a good mood, and agreed: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"It's all right, you know what I can't eat." Fan Yue leaned over and took out the pajamas from the suitcase, ready to put them into the cabinet in the cloakroom.

"it is good."

Hearing that the man promised to go downstairs, Fan Yue put away the rest of the things in the room and left the room.

Xia Jincheng Fan Yue likes the structure of this house very much. There is a small balcony at the end of the corridor on the second floor. He used to just stay for one night, so it is not easy to go around.

Today is different, he will be living here for a while, at least Xia Jincheng won't let him go before work starts.

Fan Yue walked slowly to the balcony, and suddenly remembered that day in the corridor of Mingchuan's private kitchen, he and Xia Jincheng stood side by side by the window.

He remembered the appearance of the man leaning half against the wall, lowering his head to light the cigarette in his mouth, and also remembered the first real kiss that belonged to the two of them under the smoke.

——"Aren't you a non-smoker?"

——"It's just not addictive."

It has been less than half a month since he came back from Yu'an, and it will be New Year's Eve in a few days, and he promised to celebrate the New Year with his uncle and aunt.

Over the years, the two old people have been worried that he is not doing well, but it is not easy to ask him about dating, Fan Yue takes these things to heart.

Maybe this time he took Xia Jincheng to meet his family members, so that they can feel at ease...

"Why are you standing here?" Xia Jincheng's voice suddenly came from behind, with a hint of displeasure.

Fan Yue turned around, "Ah, I really like this place, come here later."

Xia Jincheng obviously didn't care about why he was standing there, he just said in a deep voice, "You're dressed like this, and the door is still open."

He pulled Fan Yue in and closed the door.The big hand clenched Fan Yue's fingertips, and his face became even uglier.

"So cold."

Fan Yue felt that he was a little too careful, and shook his head with a smile, "It's okay, just blow the wind, it will be fine in a while."

Xia Jincheng couldn't help but pull his hand over, held it in his palm and let out a sigh of relief, "Stomach disease is the most afraid of cold."

Seeing him angry like a child, Fan Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "My stomach is a bit weak, but it's really not to this point."

Xia Jincheng looked at him, didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and continued to warm his hands.

But Fan Yue felt that it would be better to scold him directly, so that the matter could be overturned earlier, after all, he is not very good at coaxing people, and he doesn't want to make Xia Jincheng sulky.

Seeing that the man still didn't speak, Fan Yue could only lean over and kiss the corner of his mouth, and apologized a little strangely, "I was wrong, in the future...be careful."

Xia Jincheng paused, and raised his eyelids to look at him.

Looking at each other, Fan Yue swallowed with some difficulty, "Are you still angry?"

"Angry." Mr. Xia nodded, confidently.

Fan Yue had nothing to do with his appearance, he just smiled helplessly, "Then what should we do?"

Unexpectedly, a big hand climbed onto his waist suddenly, and Fan Yue was pulled into his arms by that man's strong arm before he could react in time.

Xia Jincheng leaned over and blew lightly by his ear, feeling numb for a while.

"Meat. Compensation."

"It's a good idea." Fan Yue raised his eyebrows lightly, raised his hand and scratched his waist twice.

The itchy flesh on Xia Jincheng's waist was extremely sensitive, so he had no choice but to lose at the moment, the strength in his hands loosened, and he repeatedly begged for mercy.

Fan Yue took the opportunity to break free from his arms, grabbed Xia Jincheng's restless hand, and dragged him downstairs, "Let's go, let's eat."

……

The night was dark, and the heat that lasted for nearly two hours in the room faded away, and everything returned to the silence in the darkness.

Fan Yue was held in Xia Jincheng's arms, half-closed his eyes, obviously a little tired.

"Come back with me a year ago."

"En?" Xia Jincheng didn't react immediately.

Fan Yue turned around, his voice was a little hoarse because of the tossing just now, "I promised my aunt to celebrate the New Year at home this year, and I will take you back a year ago, so that they can feel at ease."

"In what capacity?" Xia Jin asked abruptly.

Fan Yue couldn't help laughing, and raised his eyelids to see the man's tense face, "I don't mind if you want to be the boss."

"I mind." Mr. Xia pinched his waist under the quilt, causing Fan Yue to twist uncomfortably.

"Hiss, don't make trouble."

Xia Jincheng really didn't move or speak, as if he was seriously thinking about his proposal, or as if his thoughts had drifted far away.

When Fan Yue was drowsy, he suddenly heard him sigh in a deep voice, "If I could have stayed with you earlier..."

The second half of his sentence was vague, Fan Yue frowned and couldn't hear clearly, but the exhaustion on his body made him unable to open his eyes, so he had no choice but to give up, subconsciously stabbing the man's arms again.

Early the next morning, the doorbell successfully woke Fan Yue up.

He frowned and opened his eyes, only to find that the person lying next to him had disappeared, and he was still thinking about the ringing of the doorbell downstairs.

Fan Yue didn't think too much, hurriedly put on some clothes and went downstairs to open the door, "Here we come."

Judging from his previous experience of staying at Xia Jincheng's house, most of the people knocking on the door at this time were couriers or supermarket deliveries, so he didn't pay much attention and opened the door loudly.

"Who—" Fan Yue pushed open the door and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him, his mind short-circuited for a moment.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and he heard the man laugh, "Why, you won't pretend you don't know me after falling in love, will you?"

The awkward atmosphere was broken by Lin Lie's words, Fan Yue smiled and planned to welcome him into the room, "How is that possible."

Lin Lie didn't go into the house, pointed to his collar, and said with a smile: "You called me into the house with your appearance, what should I do if Mr. Xia misunderstood for a while."

Getting up in a hurry, Fan Yue just picked up a shirt and put it on when he went downstairs. The lower part of his body was a pair of nine-cent-length pajama pants. Only now did he realize that the clothes were too wide, and the neckline was open to reveal a small piece of fair chest and The clear clavicle must have been taken by Xia Jincheng by mistake.

"Go change your clothes, I'll wait outside." Lin Lie was about to take half a step back and close the door as he spoke.

Fan Yue frowned, straightened his collar quickly, and dragged the man in.

"It's cold, come in. I've never seen you so particular before."

"Once upon a time?" Lin Lie was still smiling, but there was some indescribable emotion in that smile, "Didn't you have no boyfriend before?"

"It's almost done." Fan Yue was not used to his appearance, so he was awkward.But he also knows that some things can only be known to each other, so it's not easy to say clearly.

He asked Lin Lie to sit down in the living room, and poured him another glass of water, as if he was at his own home.

Fan Yue didn't notice the corners of Lin Lie's mouth gradually straightened, and handed the water in front of him, "Are you looking for Xia Jincheng?"

"No, Xia Yu asked me to help him get something." He took a sip from his water glass as he spoke, "I'm sorry to bother you because you're here so early."

Fan Yue didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only automatically ignore the second half of his sentence, and said instead: "Xia Jin presented it. Do you know where it is?"

Lin Lie glanced at the message from Xia Yu that popped up on the phone screen, "En."

After all, this is Xia Jincheng's home, so it's not good for him to ask people to go upstairs.

Fan Yue said, "Then tell me, I'll get it for you."

Lin Lie reported the location according to the chat records of the two, and it was in the previous guest room full of sundries.

Fan Yue frowned and searched for a long time before he found the small box Xia Yu mentioned. It was made of wood, but it was only the size of a palm, but it was heavy, and it held a lot of weight in his hand.

"It's this?" He handed it to Lin Lie.

"Yes." Lin Lie weighed it, and smiled helplessly, "It is said to be very important, but I don't know what it is packed in."

Thinking of the day when Xia Yu asked him for help to meet Lin Lie that day, Fan Yue couldn't help but smile, "Maybe it's related to you."

"Me?" Lin Lie paused and shook his head, "Forget it."

"That child cares about you very much." Fan Yue said lightly, and the rest is up to Lin Lie's own decision.

The man sitting on the sofa was silent and didn't speak. He lightly caressed the water glass with his fingers. After a while, he raised his head to look at Fan Yue, "You and Mr. Xia...are you already living together?"

Fan Yue knew that he wanted to ask this question from the moment he entered the door, so he didn't hide it now, "That's right."

"Okay." Lin Lie pursed his lips and frowned, "I know he treats you very well, and it's a bit embarrassing for me to say these words, but..." He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If one day he really If it hurts you, don't carry it yourself."

And I.

I am willing to spend every difficult day with you.