The image shook a few times, then Qi Si's face appeared in Bo Yanqi's view, water droplets still dripping from his hair.
With a soft plop, one landed on the phone screen, as though it had fallen into Bo Yanqi's heart as well.
"Just finished showering?" Bo Yanqi asked, his tone steady and composed, without the slightest sign that his heartbeat had gone awry.
"I was showering earlier and didn't see your message," Qi Si explained.
"Why didn't you dry your hair?"
"Wasn't I worried you'd get anxious if I kept you waiting too long? I rushed to video call you before I even had time to dry my hair. Uncle Bo, are you touched?" Qi Si said with a grin.
Bo Yanqi pressed a hand to his forehead. "Qi Si, call me something else."
Qi Si's face was full of amusement. "What's wrong? Didn't you say you're my elder? Bo Fuyu calls you Uncle, and I'm in the same generation as Bo Fuyu. There's nothing wrong with me calling you Uncle, right?"
Bo Yanqi looked at Qi Si with a dark gaze and called softly, "Dun Dun."
All the teasing Qi Si had yet to say immediately retreated back into his stomach.
"Don't call me that!"
"What? I can't call you that?" Bo Yanqi raised a brow, as though he had discovered a way to keep Qi Si in check.
Now it was Qi Si's turn to cover his face.
"When you call me that, you sound even more like an elder. It always feels like my brother is calling me."
The main thing was that whenever Qi Wang called him that, Qi Si always felt like he was still a little baby.
In that moment, his heart held nothing but childlike affection. How could there possibly be any