Thinking of You

Chi Yan paused. Li Yu couldn't see his expression, only heard him say, "What do you miss about me?"

"I just miss you. Is that not allowed?"

Li Yu raised his head to look at Chi Yan, but Chi Yan pressed him back into his arms. "We're outside. Don't let anyone recognize us."

"Oh..."

Li Yu stopped moving again, quietly burying his face against Chi Yan's neck.

Chi Yan's face remained expressionless, and his steps were steady.

But inside, he was a mess. Li Yu's ordinary words were like a stone tossed into his calm, unruffled lake, leaving only ripples that swayed back and forth in his heart, with no telling when they would end.

Little Fish said he missed him...

What did that mean? Did he simply miss him?

Chi Yan didn't know. He knew even less what he should do with Li Yu right now.

"I think about you often too. And I miss you very, very much."

They were nearly at the parking spot when Chi Yan suddenly said it.

Li Yu remained quietly buried in his arms.

When Li Yu didn't respond for a long time, Chi Yan thought he had said something wrong and scared him. But when he looked down into his arms, he saw that Li Yu had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

Chi Yan suddenly felt both relieved and frustrated.

He sighed, opened the car door, then carefully placed Li Yu in the passenger seat.

He had still had work to finish before coming here, but he had been even more worried about Li Yu, so he had rushed over quickly.

When Li Yu woke again, he felt as though his soul had left his body. He propped himself up and sat there blankly for two seconds before realizing anything.

Squinting, he looked around and found that he wasn't in his own room.

What had he just done again?

Right, Chi Yan had brought him out of the bar, and then, then...

Li Yu couldn't recall any more details, but he was basically certain that this was Chi Yan's home.

"You're awake? Have some hangover soup, or you'll wake up with a headache tomorrow."

Chi Yan pushed open the door with a bowl of hangover soup. Seeing that Li Yu had just woken up, he set it on the bedside table.

Li Yu didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up the bowl and drank, quickly emptying it.

"Are you resting here tonight, or going back to your place?"

Chi Yan sat down by the bed as well, asking as if casually.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Chi." The alcohol had made Li Yu lazy, and he didn't want to move at all. He blinked at Chi Yan. "I trust that Brother Chi will take me in."

"Mm, it's not like this is the first or second time I've taken you in." Chi Yan laughed. "Sleep in the same room as me tonight. I haven't been back for so long that the other guest rooms haven't been tidied up."

"I don't mind." Li Yu slid off the bed. "Then I'll go wash up first. I smell like alcohol, and it's not very pleasant."

"There's a new bathrobe in the bathroom. Help yourself," Chi Yan said.

"Okay." After saying that, Li Yu went into the room's attached bathroom.

By the time Li Yu came out of the shower, he was already sleepy. He yawned and was just about to ask Chi Yan for a towel to dry his hair when Chi Yan came out with a hair dryer.

"Turn around. I'll dry it for you, so you can get some rest sooner."

Li Yu nodded and obediently turned around.

The bathrobe gaped rather widely at the chest, exposing a large expanse of Li Yu's snowy skin.

Chi Yan had been peacefully drying Li Yu's hair, but when his gaze accidentally fell there, he suddenly froze.

His face immediately burned, the red spreading from his ears all the way down to the base of his neck.

He suddenly realized something even more fatal—Little Fish was using his body wash and shampoo.

But why did the scent smell better on him than it usually did on Chi Yan?

Chi Yan felt like he was about to be steamed alive. He was truly afraid he would get a nosebleed the next second...

Li Yu had no idea what the person behind him was thinking. He only felt that having Chi Yan dry his hair was quite comfortable.

After Chi Yan finished drying it, Li Yu looked at himself in the full-length mirror and pointed at a lock of hair sticking up. "Brother Chi, look! My hair's sticking up!"

Chi Yan gave a quiet "Mm." Li Yu turned to look at him again. "Brother Chi, why is your face so red?"

"Maybe we haven't opened the windows for ventilation. I'm short on oxygen," Chi Yan said calmly.

"Oh~" Li Yu nodded thoughtfully, then climbed straight into bed. "Brother Chi, I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going to sleep first. I left half the bed for you."

"Okay. Good night."

Chi Yan left only a small night-light on, then sat on the little sofa beside the bed, intending to finish the work he had left unfinished earlier and calm himself down.

Before falling asleep, Li Yu stared at Chi Yan's profile for a while before finally closing his eyes.

The moment he closed them, Chi Yan's words in the parking lot surfaced in Li Yu's mind.

He hadn't actually fallen asleep then. His thoughts had just been a little chaotic, and he hadn't known how to respond to Chi Yan, so he had pretended to be asleep.

Afterward, lying in the car, he had truly drifted off in a haze.

Brother Chi said he thought about him often...

Why did he think about him?

Li Yu turned over and stopped thinking about it—he was afraid he was being conceited.

The next day.

This time, Li Yu wasn't woken by Chi Yan, but lured awake by the smell of food.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw sunlight falling perfectly across the bay window, making the room feel warm and cozy.

Li Yu got out of bed, slipped into his slippers, and headed downstairs.

As soon as he came down, Chi Yan emerged from the kitchen carrying two bowls of noodles.

"It smells so good! What delicious thing did you make, Brother Chi? The smell woke me up."

Li Yu ran over and hooked an arm over Chi Yan's shoulder, wanting to see what he had made.

"Braised buckwheat noodles with a fried egg." Chi Yan turned and set out the tableware, then added, "Go wash up, then come eat."

The noodles Chi Yan made looked beautiful. The buckwheat noodles were coated in sauce, topped with a golden fried egg, dotted with diced ham sausage, and accompanied by some baby bok choy. Just looking at them made his mouth water.

Li Yu washed up quickly, afraid of missing the best moment to enjoy the food.

The instant he took his first bite, his expression turned to delight, and his heart filled with happiness.

As expected, good food could heal everything!

Chi Yan was really going to become his idol. How did his cooking keep getting better and better? Waaah...

"What are your plans for today?" Chi Yan asked.

"Mm... let me think. It's eight now, and I have to go shoot a commercial at ten. My assistant will come pick me up soon," Li Yu said.

"Okay, then I won't take you."

Chi Yan felt a little regretful—he had wanted to go to work with Little Fish.

Li Yu casually picked out a smaller set of clothes from Chi Yan's wardrobe, put them on, and got into his assistant's car.

This was his first time filming a commercial, and he was doing it with Zhou Yanqing. He was quite looking forward to it.