I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

A Guide to Poverty Alleviation for Bar Waiters (Part 15)

　　The expensive chandelier cast a brilliant light, illuminating the room as if it were daytime, revealing every detail.

　　"Why are you here?" Wei Ye asked, puzzled, walking over from the mirror. Two long, straight legs stretched out from under his shirt, sparsely haired, his skin glowing white.

　　The boy was carefree; as he walked, his white shirt billowed around him, making one imagine a gust of wind blowing through the room.

　　Shao Qiyan, looking down at everything, couldn't bear to look away, and said slowly, "I got you some clothes."

　　"Didn't I already get them?" Wei Ye looked closely; in his hand was a new pair of underwear.

　　Unopened, and it looked… a bit too big.

　　Wei Ye's face flushed instantly, realizing he was still naked.
　　His bare feet on the ebony floorboards, his white toes curling awkwardly.

　　Shao Qiyan handed him the underwear, "Put these on, be careful not to catch a cold."

　　"You…you can put them on the bed first." Wei Ye couldn't help but pull down his shirt hem.

　　Only then did Shao Qiyan place the underwear on the bed and politely leave the guest room.

　　A while later, Wei Ye came out dressed. His sleeves, which were too long, were rolled up above his elbows, revealing his slender forearms.
　　His pants were also long, bunching up at his ankles. He kicked his legs in annoyance. "Mr. Shao, do you have any other clothes?"

　　Shao Qiyan smiled slightly, his eyes deep as he looked at Wei Ye. "Yes, these are my old pajamas from when I was younger. Are you staying here tonight?"

　　"Is that alright?" Wei Ye scratched his cheek, embarrassed. "My roof is leaking. Can I stay here for the night?"

　　Shao Qiyan was happy to oblige.

　　After changing into his pajamas, Wei Ye went to find Shao Qiyan.

　　Shao Qiyan was sitting on the sofa, his long legs crossed. He was always elegant, and this was the first time Wei Ye had seen him sit like this.
　　Seeing Wei Ye approach, Shao Qiyan placed the book he was holding on his lap and smiled at him. "Does it fit?"

　　Wei Ye nodded. "Very comfortable, thank you, Mr. Shao." The size was still too big, but pajamas are supposed to be loose.

　　He sat down on the sofa next to Shao Qiyan, curiously looking at the book on his lap. "What book is this?"

　　The book was upside down, and Wei Ye leaned forward slightly, his head lowered parallel to the cover, his fluffy head appearing just below Shao Qiyan's line of sight, the wide collar falling to his chest.

　　Shao Qiyan subtly shifted his position, reaching out to turn the book cover back on his lap.

　　"Wow, it looks so profound." Wei Ye recognized the words "Financial Mathematics" and exclaimed softly, "Mr. Shao, you're so amazing."

　　The fresh scent of shower gel seemed to come alive, actively wafting into Shao Qiyan's nostrils.

　　Shao Qiyan didn't speak, and just as Wei Ye was about to look up, he suddenly reached out and touched the back of his neck. Wei Ye

　　was startled by the unusually high temperature, raising his eyes in surprise to meet Shao Qiyan's gaze, which held a hidden intensity.

　　"What's wrong?" The boy's red lips parted, his gaze innocent and trusting.