Ch23 - His darling
Bo Qin could clearly sense something wrong with Xie Mu.
These days, since the youth had slowly recovered his health, he had been itching to return to the company.
The man knew that he wanted to help him, even more so to keep him company day and night. However, he knew that if Xie Mu really wanted to go back to work, the lies were highly unlikely to remain hidden.
His Xiao Mu was not a caged bird, but a sky-bound eagle; as long as he had a chance to fly, he would soar up and away into the heavens.
Bo Qin had always kept his countenance and barricaded Xie Mu in. The youth was blind to it, naively believing that his lover only did so out of concern for his well-being.
He sweetly accepted the care of his lover, while continuing to work on quickly gaining his strength to help Bo Qin.
But after yesterday’s conversation, although the youth still went to the garden to exercise and feed fish, he no longer mentioned recuperating and returning to work.
He willingly allowed himself to become a little bird chained to the palm of his master’s hand. The bird clearly had a pleasant singing voice; however, it only sang freely for its owner, readily hiding in the gilded cage Bo Qin had built, no longer entertaining any fantasies of popping its head out.
The man knew why, of course.
Xie Mu was scared that he would no longer want him. Obviously, he wasn’t the one who did something wrong, but he still cautiously tried to ingratiate himself. His fear of Bo Qin’s disdain was deeply entrenched.
Bo Qin should soothe his worries, embrace the youth, and convince him that he didn’t mind. It really wasn’t Xie Mu’s fault. His Xiao Mu shouldn’t be trembling in fear, gingerly trying to curry favor with him.
But the man hesitated.
Only after losing him did he realize Xie Mu’s importance. After he brought back the youth, for a while, he frantically wanted to imprison him at home; only after clearing his thoughts did he realize the impossibility.
Xiao Mu detested him; based just on that, it was enough for Bo Qin to dispel that disturbing idea.
Now, however, Xiao Mu would definitely not leave by himself and willingly burrowed himself into his cage.
From here on out, he would be the sole person Xie Mu saw and talked to if his calculations were not wrong. And of course, his heart and eyes would hold only Bo Qin’s shadow.
This sort of temptation was like a smear of honey on the side of a cliff. Even though he knew it was dangerous and that he shouldn’t, it was as if he were spellbound. He could not stop himself from putting the honey in his mouth, bottling it up in his heart.
The man thought that this situation also wasn’t bad; it was Xiao Mu himself who didn’t want to interact with outsiders. He was only going along with his wishes as his lover.
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The feelings of the two continued to heat up, with the youth dependent on Bo Qin and dutifully not causing trouble for him. He was like a kitty; when the man needed him, he would snuggle up close to him, allowing him to pet him as he liked. And when Bo Qin was busy, he would obediently go and play off to the side by himself.
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