Chapter 12 of 50
Chapter 12 - Your coming out of the closet meal set is here
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Xie Mu’s eyelashes shook. Restless, he turned his body towards the man.
“Bo zong, thank you.”
His facial expression was a little hesitant. The look in his eyes was slightly ashamed, perhaps a result of his previous vigilance or due to him actually asking for help from the mysterious ex-boyfriend.
However, without a doubt, the youth’s expression lacked its previous cautiousness.
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Bo Qin maintained his gentle visage, while his eyes watched his little lover with the greed of a vulture.
He would always be this gullible, whether he was 22 or 19.
With only a few falsehoods, that body would fall into his arms, just like before.
Of course, before that, he would need to hide these dirty desires, solely showing the side that Xie Mu liked.
For the whole morning, Bo Qin instructed Xie Mu, just like he did in the past.
He watched the youth furrow his brow, confused and bewildered, regarding the documents as if he bore a deep grudge against them. On the one hand, he seemed very different now than from before, but on the other hand, he also seemed very cute.
When he had just entered the company as a fresh college graduate, Xie Mu had been prudent, but undeniably very outstanding. At the time, with only the slightest bit of guidance from Bo Qin, he could thoroughly grasp the concept of any subject. Unlike now, when his mind was a blank slate, it was as if he were spoon-feeding a duck attempting to ingrain knowledge into him.
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Although he liked this kind of diligent Xie Mu; however, he could not mistake for whom the youth continued to endure, painfully, yet forcefully.
The clearer he was, the more his heart churned like the ocean’s waves, disturbing the man to no ends.
He could not accept his possession being touched by someone else, so he had let go of the person before him.
He only realized afterward, when that person readily entered the embrace of another, that he had had a gem.
Bo Qin wanted to lock the youth in his embrace, desiring to ravage him repeatedly; however, he could only strenuously suppress those wishes.
A toy and a beloved delicacy were not the same.
If, previously, Xie Mu was an abandonable and transferable toy, then now, he was a delectable dessert that only he could consume.
Even if someone else had taken a bite of this dessert, all he thought of was how to off the person who had touched Xie Mu.
Not to once more throw it away, already unwilling to part from its beautiful taste.
“Xiao Mu, see here. This spot is incorrect; the correct one should be…”
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The youth listened in concentration, but the more he heard, the more serious his disappointment.
As of now, he had only the memories of his 19-year-old self. In those memories, he had the best grades in the class, yet now, he was unable to comprehend these things, which were to him akin to rocket science.
The more useless he thought himself, the more admiring his eyes were as he watched the man.
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Originally, even before his accident, the boy admired those with capabilities. Currently, Xie Mu could not contain his reverence for Bo Qin, whether it was his abilities or his means, or even his attitude.
As for this, Bo Qin had predicted long before.
He knew Xie Mu’s type at this age. He also knew which side of him was most charming. Previously he had relied on long-term acting to coax Xie Mu into going with him.
In the man’s mind, the current situation was not a coincidence.
After all, the 19-year-old youth was much easier to trick than the Xie Mu, who had just left campus.
The whole morning, Bo Qin was continuously emitting pheromones. By mealtime, the youth looked at him with quite a bit more intimacy in his eyes.
But, he still did not have the tender feelings that Bo Qin desired the most.
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This was not the past.
Xie Mu had always been bent, and Bo Qin had just exhibited the type he liked the most.
How could he be completely indifferent?
Regardless of what he thought on the inside, the man maintained his original elegant politeness on the outside. He calculated the time mentally, lowering his head to look at his watch. He let out a smile, “It’s time to eat. Let’s go to the cafeteria to eat together, ba.”
If this had been Xie Mu before, he would have agreed shyly, and, on the way there, quietly watched his shadow.
After eating, he would guide him for the afternoon, and, at night, he would drag the other person into working overtime with him.
At night, when it was time to get off work, the deserted hallways, the empty elevators, and the dim parking lot set the stage well for cultivating an ambiguous atmosphere.
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Bo Qin showed a restrained yet genial smile, calmly waiting for his anticipated response.
“Ah? It’s already this late??”
The youth didn’t carry the bashful smile he had thought he would. He turned around in alarm, anxiously diffing out his phone to check. At clearly seeing the time, his eyes panicked as he apologized while collecting his belongings.
“Apologies, Bo zong, I have to go home. Next time, I’ll invite you for a meal to thank you.”
As if he were a snake carved out of stone, the man’s eyes dulled slightly, cold yet full of hunger, with a hint of anger.
“Is there an urgent matter?”
He tried hard to maintain his mask; however, upon hearing the youth’s answer, he nearly shredded the papers lying under his hand.
“Tan Tao is still alone at home. Lately, his condition has not been the best, so I’m a little worried. Sorry for delaying your matters for so long, Bo zong. I’m really sorry…”
The youth politely yet tensely bowed to the man, footsteps harried as he walked out.
Bo Qin’s smile completely wiped off his face. With his back towards Xie Mu, his slightly calloused fingers pressed upon the papers resting on the table until they turned white.
The look in the man’s eyes was insidious, yet he maintained the gentleness of his voice, “By chance, I don’t have anything to do right now, how about I take you home?”
‘Home,’ he bit out lightly the word as if he were aching for his lover, but his eyes shined with gloom.
Xie Mu, with his back to him as well, paused his steps, [See, hooked.]
[Host is wise, uniting the Jianghu for ages to come.]
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The youth turned around, his eyes restless from being rushed for time, “Then, I thank you. Thank you, Bo zong. I’m really bothering you.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’m pretty…eager to help others.”
Those four words playfully ran over his tongue. Bo Qin turned around, the upturn of his lips strained, “Xiao Mu, can you wait for me? I want to change my clothes.”
Even in haste, the youth still nodded his head, hurriedly exiting the office.
That beautiful slender back walked out of the office, and instantly, the man, who had been smiling strained, became gloomy. He furiously curled a fist, his eyes burgeoning tempests.
Tan Tao!
How could he forget about him!
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What carefully planned scheme, what frog boiled in warm water. Everything turned to dust under the youth’s worried eyes over his lover.
The person, who had once only had him in his eyes and soul, who had whole-heartedly loved him, who had been willing to die for him…
He had been cheated away by Tan Tao!
Bo Qin closed his eyes, quirking his lips somberly. He pressed a few things on his phone, eyes joyful from awaiting a satisfying grand finale.
He understood his Xiao Mu.
He knew what he couldn’t stand the most.
Whether he was 22 or still 19…
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“Recently, I’ve heard about some of Tan Tao’s situation. Even if unpleasant things have happened between us, as long as he asks for help, I will still come to his aid.”
The man drove the car, gradually slowing to a stop at the bottom of the stairs.
He asked, “Do you want me to escort you upstairs?”
The youth rejected, sure enough. Bo Qin didn’t take offense to that, sitting in his car, watching as he ascended the stairs.
He waited until the person had gone up before taking out his phone. Seeing that the red dot was close, his fingers knocked against the screen, eyes filling with a most gentle and sentimental affection.
His xiao Mu would return soon.
Return to his side.
[Ding! Bo Qin’s favorability: 80, encroaching on love]
Xie Mu didn’t take the elevator, choosing instead to walk step by step up the stairs.
Lately, this had become part of his exercise regiment, allowing his legs, weak from long-term bed rest, to become less soft.
Soon, he arrived at his and his lover’s nest.
They had agreed to live out the rest of their lives here, promising to grow old together here.
The youth dug out his key to open the door.
Upon seeing the scene from the doorway, his face immediately paled.
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