Chapter 20 - The Shocking Message (2/2)
Chen, “…”
In the end, Chen went to bed to “take care of” Bo all morning. At noon, Feng Ma knocked on the door and said lunch was ready. Bo held Chen’s waist and did not respond, so Chen could only call to the outside brazenly, “Got it.”
After lunch, they rested on the sofa. Feng Ma poured a cup of warm water on the coffee table and then found out the medicine box.
Bo stared at the medicine box, while Feng Ma stared at him.
Chen looked at them blankly without knowing what was going on there.
No one spoke for about five minutes, and it was Feng Ma who finally opened her mouth, “Sir, it’s time to take your medicine.”
Bo frowned.
Chen froze for a few seconds, and soon understood. The old men dislike to take medicine.
As if just proving Chen’s conjecture, Bo withdrew his sight and went upstairs straightforwardly. Feng Ma winked at Chen, who was restraining his laughing. He went forward to take the medicine box, gave Feng Ma an “OK” gesture, and then picked up the water cup upstairs.
Chen went to the master bedroom but did not see Bo. He turned and went to the study. As soon as he entered in he saw Bo standing with his back to him in front of the full-length window and smoking.
Chen hurried forward, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and went to the desk with frowns to snuff it out in the ashtray.
“Why are you smoking?” Chen turned over to stuff the water cup into Bo’s hand, and bowed his head to open the medicine box. “You should take the medicine.”
As soon as he looked up, Chen found the water was drunk up.
Chen, “…”
Bo handed him back the empty water cup and said, “Pour me another cup of water.”
Chen did as he asked, with Bo taking over the cup of water and drinking it up again in one breath. He drank so fast that Chen wasn’t even able to stop it.
“One more.” Bo asked again.
“No! Take your medicine first!”
“I can’t take it without water.”
Bo must be doing it on purpose. Chen rolled his eyes angrily, “You’re in thirties. Could you be more childish?”
Bo just laughed, “Give me a kiss.”
Chen was agitated, “No kiss!”
“Then forget it.” Bo began to cough, and began coughing more and more fiercely, with his face red. Chen hurried to massage on his back, “How come you suddenly cough so hard. Are you all right?”
Bo asked as he coughed, “Kiss or not?”
Chen gave him a kiss quickly, “Don’t talk. I’ll go get you some water.”
Bo remained silent, and there was also no more coughing. He might have stopped coughing too weirdly soon that Chen was made a little confused. Chen stared at him for a few seconds before he understood and then gave him a glare, “You old …”
He bowed his head and gagged Chen’s mouth by kissing on it.
It was strangely quiet in the room. A slight sound of stirring saliva could be heard a moment later.
After a while, Chen was out of breath and began to struggle. Bo squeezed Chen’s wrist with one hand, clasped him tightly with another hand around his waist, and bowed his head to kiss him harder.
Chen satisfied Bo’s kissing and touching with full effort to persuade him to take his medicine. With the mission finished, Chen turned around and was about to leave, only to be pulled back into Bo’s arms again, “Where are you going?”
Chen raised his hand to rub on his a bit numb lips, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Then go to the bedroom with me.”
Chen looked up alertly, “Why going to the bedroom?”
Bo, “To sleep.”
“No!”
“Why?”
“There’s no reason. I’m not sleepy now. You can go to sleep if you want.”
“Are you scared?”
Chen laughed and asked in reply, “What should I be afraid of?”
Bo squinted his eyes, “You were up just now.”
Chen turned his head and ran away immediately. Bo did not chase him; instead he strolled to the bedroom smilingly, with his hands deep in his pockets.
After another sleep, Bo woke up feeling a lot more comfortable. He went into the bathroom, stood in front of the washbasin for a moment, and then went out, and texted Chen to come up.
Chen had played games all afternoon. Now he was lying on his back tiredly in the big sofa of the audio room, and was video-chatting with Yunsheng Liang. When his phone buzzed for having received a message from Bo, Chen sat up instantly. At the other end of the phone, Liang asked with curiosity about Chen’s sudden panicky face, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing …”
“Go lying to the ghost. Something has obviously happened. Tell me.”
“I saw Cheng Yu just now. And he’s naked.” Chen did see Cheng Yu just now when the camera turned. Then Chen saw Liang go into the bathroom and heard its door was locked. With Cheng Yu not being aside, Chen made a clean breast of everything.
“I’ll ask you first. Did you two have sex last night?”
They had actually done it at the clubhouse. Liang scratched his head, knowing that Chen tended to forget things and very thoroughly when he drank, so he did not mention of the clubhouse again. Instead, he only vaguely answered, “Hm-hmm.”
“Oh shit. You really slept.”
“Slept.”
“You’re so bold.” Thinking of the message Bo had just texted him, Chen went a little absent-minded. “Then what are you going to do in the future?”
“Be in the relationship.”
“But he’s a friend of your uncle.”
“What’s wrong with his being my uncle’s friend? Your boyfriend is even the brother of my mother.”
“…” Chen flushed in an instant. “What are you talking about? When am I …?”
“Last night.” Liang interrupted him. “You told me in person last night that you wanted to be my aunt.”
“Really?” Chen’s face was hotter. “Even if I did say it, it was because I was drunk. It shouldn’t be taken seriously. Are you really hoping so much that I’m your aunt?”
Liang was silent for a moment and then suddenly he ended the video-chatting. Two minutes later, he sent a WeChat message.
“My uncle may like you.”
As soon as Chen finished reading it, he saw Liang withdraw the message, and then came another one, which was only one word less than the previous.
“My uncle likes you.”
Chen looked at the screen of his phone in a trance.
Then came the third message.
“He has seen you before you become Ke Zhen.”