The main color of Jiang Bozhou's house is beige, which makes it very at first glance . When Secretary Yang helped arrange the decoration, he said that this color had the atmosphere of home. Jiang Bozhou didn't know what the atmosphere of home should be like at the time, but when Xie Heng walked into the house, he knew what home was.
Xie Heng carried the suitcase and walked straight towards a room.
"Wait a minute -" Jiang Bozhou couldn't help but say something. Xie Heng stopped and looked back at him.
"That room is my room." Jiang Bozhou explained weakly.
"Then where will I live?" Xie Heng was slightly unhappy, but he didn't want Zhou Zhou to see it. Zhouzhou actually chased him to other rooms, which was too much.
"Let's stay in this room." Jiang Bozhou pointed to a guest room casually.
Xie Heng carried the luggage in and packed it without saying a word. He swore that he would make Zhouzhou beg him to go back! They haven't lived together for three years, and after finally reuniting, they are actually living apart!
Xie Heng sat on the bed and listened carefully to the sounds outside the door. He needed Zhouzhou to coax him.
Is this the consequence of Zhouzhou having no memory? It's so annoying, so annoying. I shouldn't have killed those people completely in the first place. It's better to keep their souls. This will not only save more killings, but also torture them when they are angry.
But can Zhouzhou coax people? Xie Heng thought sadly.
Jiang Bozhou really had no intention of coaxing Xie Heng at the moment. Just when Xie Heng was walking towards the room, he suddenly remembered the information on the table and the photos on the bed - there were some things he didn't want A Heng to see.
Although Xie Hengheng may have guessed it, he just wanted to maintain a good image in front of A Heng and not let Xie Hengheng know that he was investigating him.
Jiang Bozhou controlled the wheelchair and returned to the room. He quickly collected the things he didn't want Xie Heng to see and put them in a locked cabinet.
Then he returned to the living room and knocked on the door of the guest room, "Aheng, can I come in?"
"Come in." Xie Heng's voice came from inside, sounding a little muffled and unhappy.
When Jiang Bozhou opened the door and took a look, he found that Xie Heng was completely buried in the quilt, and the expression on his face froze.
Is Aheng so cute? In his impression, even though they had only known each other for a day, Xie Heng was tolerant, gentle, patient, and strong, but not childish. But the angry Ah Heng made such a childish move.
"Aheng, why don't you stay in my room?" Jiang Bozhou stretched out his hand and took Xie Heng out of the quilt.
"No." Xie Heng was still arguing, struggling to get the quilt back.
"Not going?" Jiang Bozhou's expression became distorted for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. He did something wrong this time, but when he faced Xie Heng, his emotions seemed to be even harder to control.
Ah Heng, please stop refusing, okay? It would be bad if the evil in his heart breaks out and hurts Ah Heng.
Jiang Bozhou's leaked emotions made Xie Heng grab the quilt. It's over. Wouldn't his lover take it seriously?
"Yes, I won't go." Xie Heng refused to agree. He felt his lover's breath leaking closer and closer to his body, and felt the long-lost intimacy.
The lover who becomes a human always hides his true nature, but this is not necessary. Although his lover is very fierce, he will never hurt him. At most, he will be locked up for hundreds of years to communicate with his body, so that he can't do anything.
Thinking about it this way, hey, it's a bit exciting, I want to——
"But you can move here." Xie Heng was really just thinking about it. After becoming a human, he was locked up for hundreds of years and left for the next world, right? Zhouzhou's leg has not been cured yet, so he should be more conscious.
"Really?" Jiang Bozhou, who was about to lose his mind, came back to his senses after hearing these words. His sharp red phoenix eyes widened instantly, and they were round and bulging, as cute as a cat.
Xie Heng sat up, kissed Jiang Bozhou's fingers, held the hand in his hand, put it close to his heart, and sighed, "Really."
He raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Bozhou's eyes that were suddenly filled with starlight, and was touched for a moment. His boat deserves the best in the world. Such as him.
Xie Heng suddenly became energetic, got off the bed, opened his suitcase, and hung the clothes one by one in the closet.
Then he took out a bunch of documents from the suitcase and spread them out on the bed, with a bright look on his face, "Zhouzhou, look."
"What are these?" Jiang Bozhou took a closer look. Oh, it's really amazing, a bunch of real estate certificates.
"The house I usually live in is the one I showed you. These are the houses I bought later. When you were angry, I thought you thought the house was small." Xie Heng smiled and said something about Versailles without knowing it.
"That's because your house doesn't feel like home at all." Jiang Bozhou understood that this was a formal explanation and said frankly.
"Okay, I thought you would like it." Xie Heng looked at Jiang Bozhou's bright eyes and felt they were brighter than lights.
"Yes -" Jiang Bozhou realized something, frowned, and replied self-deprecatingly, "I really like it."
Xie Heng is good at confusing people. Yesterday, he looked at the black and white color scheme which was cold and unpopular. Now when this person said it, he seemed to feel that the black and white color scheme was the most perfect.
Xie Heng didn't find it strange. He pushed Jiang Bozhou to the living room with satisfaction and prepared to cook. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the two of them had not eaten anything.
He saw something seemed to be placed on the coffee table, so he walked over. Xie Heng picked up the contract on top, and an unrealistic idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
If you look closely, it is indeed the case. Xie Heng put a hand on his heart, feeling the irregular heartbeat.
Zhouzhou, how can you be so lovable?
He thought this without stopping. He grabbed the brush on the coffee table and signed his name on the same two contracts at the signature of Party B.
When Jiang Bozhou saw Xie Heng discovering the contract, he didn't show it on his face, but in fact he was so nervous that he kept beating his drum. If A-Heng regretted it, he would use some means to keep A-Heng.
Seeing Aheng signing the contract without carefully reading it, Jiang Bozhou couldn't help but feel happy, but with a hint of worry, Aheng signed directly without fear of being deceived.
Xie Heng handed the pen to Jiang Bozhou and placed the signed papers on Jiang Bozhou's lap.
He turned behind Jiang Bozhou, put his arms around Jiang Bozhou's neck, and blew gently into his ear, "Sign, my dear donor, are you satisfied?"
Jiang Bozhou's whole body was stiff. He tremblingly picked up the pen and signed his name one stroke at a time.
The two of them knew very well that this contract had no legal effect at all, but they did not express their tacit understanding.
"By the way, my dear donor, would you mind coming with me to get a certificate tomorrow?"
"What certificate?" Jiang Bozhou was stunned by this title and did not react immediately.
"What evidence do you want?" Xie Heng drew circles on Jiang Bozhou's chest with one hand and rested his head on his shoulder, "My dear financier."
Jiang Bozhou was easily aroused. He grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his body and gasped, "Don't call me that." It felt so strange and exciting.
Then he said, "Okay."
Xie Heng held Zhouzhou's hand instead, feeling very regretful, "I originally said at the banquet yesterday that I would go with Zhouzhou to get the certificate today, but who told me that today is Sunday?"
"Yes, who told today to be Sunday?" Jiang Bozhou's mood suddenly improved. Jiang Bozhou thought Xie Heng had forgotten what he said, just like he had forgotten to exchange contact information with himself.
"Okay, I'm going to cook first, otherwise it won't be good for my stomach, eh?" Xie Heng ruffled Jiang Bozhou's hair, lightly pecked him on the face, and walked straight to the kitchen.
Jiang Bozhou smiled stupidly and stretched out a hand to cover the half of his face that had been kissed, and looked at Xie Heng's back quietly.
Xie Heng opened the refrigerator and found that it was empty, not even a root of coriander.
Xie Heng opened the cabinet and looked around, only to find a serving of dry noodles. I checked it and it's not expired.
Xie Heng shook his head helplessly, turned on the fire, and stewed the pot. Fortunately, there was vinegar, salt, oil and so on. Otherwise, no matter how good Xie Heng's cooking skills were, it would be difficult for a skillful woman to cook without rice, so she would have to eat boiled noodles in plain water.
Jiang Bozhou felt a little pleasant inexplicably when he heard the sound of pots and bowls clashing in the kitchen. He moved to the door of the kitchen unknowingly and looked at Xie Heng's busy back, his somewhat frightened heart slowly receding.
By some strange coincidence, Jiang Bozhou raised his phone and pressed the shooting button, freezing the scene on his phone.
However, Mr. Jiang basically doesn't use his mobile phone to take pictures, and he didn't know that the camera would have sound.
So, with the sound of the camera ringing, Jiang Bozhou froze in place. Xie Heng looked back when he heard the voice and found that his lover was blushing so much that he was almost smoking. He couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't laugh!" Jiang Bozhou was already furious. What kind of mobile phone is this! There is actually sound when taking photos.
"Okay, okay, I won't laugh." Xie Heng agreed verbally, but the smile on his face did not disappear at all.
Xie Heng felt that the noodles were almost cooked, so he took out two bowls from the cupboard and fished out the noodles. He put the two bowls of noodles on the dining table, took the chopsticks, and pushed Jiang Bozhou to the dining table.
Jiang Bozhou looked at the two bowls of colorless noodles in front of him and had no appetite at all. He picked up the chopsticks with difficulty, picked up the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. No matter how unpalatable the food cooked by Ah Heng is, it's still delicious—well, it's delicious!
Neither of them had the habit of talking during meals. There was only the faint sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks and chewing food in the room. The two bowls of noodles quickly ate up.
After Xie Heng finished washing the dishes, he carried Jiang Bozhou back to the room.
"Aheng, your cooking is so delicious." Jiang Bozhou nestled in his boyfriend's arms, feeling very at ease.
"Only for you to eat." Xie Heng always knows how to make Jiang Bozhou happy.
Sure enough, Jiang Bozhou curled up his lips when he heard this, and he demanded more and more, "This is what you said, don't go back on it."
"No regrets." Xie Heng always doted on his lover without any bottom line.
Jiang Bozhou buried his head on Xie Heng's chest and smiled happily. He liked the privileges Xie Heng promised Jiang Bozhou.
The next morning, the two got up early, had a simple breakfast, and drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau with their documents to queue up.
It can't be called a queue, because they were the first couple to register that day.
After they came out with their red-leather and gold-lettered ID cards, several couples were already lined up outside. Jiang Bozhou felt that there were several eyes looking at them, and someone even took photos secretly, so he looked at Xie Heng with a little worry. He was a little happy and a little sad when he saw Xie Heng's unabashed marriage certificate in his hand.
Does Ah Heng's behavior mean that Ah Heng doesn't mind making it public? However, Ah Heng has the special ability to weaken the sense of existence - it is better not to have this kind of ability at this time.
He and Aheng are married.
Now Ah Heng is really his.
I really want to tell the whole world that this person belongs to Jiang Bozhou.
But I want to hide this person even more. He is so dazzling and many people like him. However, there is only one person who likes Jiang Bozhou.
Xie Heng stood there facing the sun, dyed with a layer of gold, as if a god had come to the world and was extraordinary.
"If it is made public, will it affect your life?" Xie Heng pushed Jiang Bozhou and asked casually. The companionship ceremony in the source world is a tribute to the heaven and earth, and it is appropriate to have fun with everyone here.
Zhouzhou is willing to come, right? However, Zhouzhou should not be able to use the ability to hide, and it will definitely cause some trouble in his life. If I had known earlier, I would not have been an actor - forget it, if I couldn't find Zhouzhou if I had not been an actor, then I might as well have been. Xie Heng thought dejectedly.
"Do you want to make it public?" Jiang Bozhou turned around, trying to see Xie Heng's expression clearly. This man is really an actor, and making this public will obviously have a greater impact on Ah Heng's career.