Chapter 90
by VolareHe Xiaoyun X Xia Chi
“If you don’t let go, I’ll really regret it.” He Xiaoyun was being hugged so tightly he could barely breathe. He had only just rested for a moment, and now being shaken back and forth like this, he felt like his waist was about to break.
Xia Chi’s entire face was flushed, his dark eyes sparkling like crystals as he stared at him, both excited and shy, but radiating an irrepressible happiness: “You’re not lying to me, are you? No, no, even if you are, it’s okay. Anyway, you’ve already said it, so I’ll take it as true, it’s true, it’s true!”
He Xiaoyun looked at his excited state. His face still held a touch of pride, but his heart was melting. He thought that he now truly understood Ling Sheng’s choice, because he seemed to understand what it felt like to really fall in love with someone.
He wanted him to be happy, wanted to fulfill all his desires, trusted him without reservation, wanted to help him overcome all hardships—all of this actually came before his own needs.
Well, not entirely.
After all, he possessed him.
His need *was* him.
Xia Chi’s eyes welled up with tears, as if a twenty-year dream had suddenly come true. He didn’t know how to verify its reality, and didn’t even want to.
Even a lie was fine, as long as he could continue to be immersed in it.
He Xiaoyun couldn’t stand his moist, almost tearful gaze the most, which made his own nose tingle. So, he changed the subject: “Do you know how to be a good boyfriend?”
Xia Chi immediately shook his head, nervously saying, “I’ve seen some things online, but I think they’re all too ordinary. You wouldn’t be satisfied, would you? Teach me, then. I’ll do whatever you say.”
“First, take off your pants, lie down, and let me top you.”
Xia Chi looked at his mischievous smile and unhesitatingly went to take off his pants.
He Xiaoyun quickly reached out and stopped him. In truth, he had the desire but not the energy right now, but he couldn’t admit it. He stubbornly said, “I don’t like it here. Next time, we’ll find a place I like.”
Xia Chi obeyed without resistance: “Okay.”
He Xiaoyun was very satisfied, and extended his hand: “Let me see what you’ve been researching.”
Xia Chi hesitated, not moving.
He Xiaoyun frowned, his expression immediately turning ugly: “What’s this? You can say sweet words, but you’re not willing to give me the real stuff?”
Xia Chi was no longer easily intimidated by his expression, but he still couldn’t bear to see him angry. He bent down, reached out and hugged He Xiaoyun’s waist, slowly relaxing his body, and leaned against his lower abdomen, gently rubbing against it.
He Xiaoyun pushed him away, but he was too exhausted to move him, so he could only say fiercely, “Get off.”
Xia Chi’s eyes were red, his voice soft as water: “Xiao Yun gege, I know you want to help me, but let me handle these things myself, okay? I don’t want you to get involved. Those people don’t deserve you looking at them.”
He Xiaoyun turned his head away without a word.
“When I was little, I hoped you would look at me more, then I wanted to be friends with you, to chat with you. When you touched me, I wanted more, to hold your hand, to hug you, to kiss you. I didn’t even dare to think that one day you would love me—no, just liking me would be enough. I’ll love you, you just need to like me, that would already make me very, very happy.” Xia Chi rubbed against him through the blanket, his voice overflowing with happiness: “Between us, you don’t need to do anything else. You don’t need to worry about me, you don’t need to do anything for me, and don’t give anyone else your attention because of me. Give it all to me, all of it, okay?”
He Xiaoyun couldn’t help but soften. He even suspected he had developed some kind of soft-hearted illness, when he clearly wasn’t like this before.
“You believe me, I can handle these things myself,” Xia Chi said. “I want to return to your side clean.”
He Xiaoyun didn’t speak, and Xia Chi didn’t say anything more. The room fell silent, yet it was as if a cluster of flowers had bloomed somewhere, the fragrance carrying a slightly bitter taste.
Xia Chi continued to hug He Xiaoyun’s waist, leaning on him dependently, feeling his chest rise and fall slightly as he breathed, inhaling his scent, until He Xiaoyun finally reached out and stroked his hair.
“Then go do it, but don’t get bullied. Don’t embarrass me.”
Xia Chi raised his head, looking up at He Xiaoyun’s handsome face. He always looked up to him like this, and even liked looking up to him like this, with a completely unreserved adoration.
“Can I kiss you?” Xia Chi asked.
He Xiaoyun glanced at him, amused: “No.”
“I’m your boyfriend. Boyfriends can kiss you.”
“Then why are you asking?”
Xia Chi threw himself at him, feeling incredibly happy.
But Xia Chi still had something to give to He Xiaoyun. After He Xiaoyun glanced at what he brought over, his face darkened.
“This is the inheritance your grandfather left you. You want to sell it all to me?” He Xiaoyun held the documents, looking at him in disbelief: “For ten yuan?”
Inside were American estates, stocks, domestic real estate, land… and so on, worth nearly billions.
Xia Chi was about to speak when He Xiaoyun threw the documents at his face.
“Do I care about these things?” He Xiaoyun was so angry he wanted to hit him, feeling his temples throbbing. “Xia Chi, what do you mean by this?”
As if anticipating He Xiaoyun’s reaction, the documents were all organized and stapled together. Xia Chi picked up the documents and put them on the bed. As he thought about sitting down on the bed, He Xiaoyun kicked him: “Get out.”
Xia Chi was kicked in the lower abdomen, obediently didn’t sit on the bed, wanting to grab his leg, but He Xiaoyun kicked him again.
Seeing that he was truly angry, he thought for a moment, then knelt on one knee in front of the bed with the things.
He Xiaoyun was really angry this time, and wanted to turn around and lie down, not wanting to bother with him at all.
“Marry me, He Xiaoyun.” Xia Chi touched his back and said.
He Xiaoyun was so angered that he laughed, wanting to get out of bed and leave from the other side, but Xia Chi pounced on him and held him down, pressing him onto the bed.
“Listen to me, listen to me.” Xia Chi quickly held him down, explaining, “The Xia family is in serious debt now. They’ve been trying to get the inheritance from me because they want to use the money to fill the deficit, to turn things around. I’d rather give it all to you than give it to them.”
Outsiders said that Xia Chi was lucky, able to receive a huge inheritance as soon as he came of age, enough for him to squander for the rest of his life even if he didn’t enter the group, but for him, eighteen years old represented his grandfather’s departure, the last of his real relatives also left him, and the huge inheritance never brought joy, but rather the heavy crisis after seeing through human nature.
For money, Xia’s father never treated him as a son, not even as a person.
He had already prepared everything before coming to find He Xiaoyun. No matter what the final result was, he would give everything to He Xiaoyun. This was not a whim, but a decision he had made in his heart long ago.
“I don’t want it!” How could He Xiaoyun not understand what he meant? He was afraid that something unexpected would happen in the middle, and all of this would be taken away by Xia’s father.
He Xiaoyun grabbed his hair, wishing he could slap him a few times for being so hopeless, but he was probably too angry, so angry that his eyes turned red, and he could only scold, “Xia Chi, if you’re thinking about these things all day, I don’t want you anymore. Didn’t you want to be unburdened? Then why are we even dating? Do you think I really care about you that much? There are plenty of people waiting for me to like them… mm!”
Xia Chi directly blocked his mouth, kissing him domineeringly and forcefully.
He Xiaoyun had always been the one giving orders in this area, but Xia Chi didn’t listen to him at all this time. Even when he wanted to clench his teeth and not cooperate, his movements became even more wanton and forceful.
He was too crazy last night, he was unconscious, but Xia Chi had touched him thoroughly, and soon He Xiaoyun couldn’t stand it and loosened his teeth, letting him break in, his tongue constantly entangling and deepening, kissing him until he almost fainted.
Xia Chi only stopped when He Xiaoyun slapped him in the face.
“Don’t say that.” Xia Chi didn’t care about the burning pain on his face at all, and leaned over to kiss him again: “You can scold me however you want, but don’t say that.”
He Xiaoyun kicked him with his legs, but his waist was sore and weak, so he didn’t have much strength.
“These are things my grandfather left me. I’m only at ease with you having them.” Xia Chi hugged him tightly: “I used to be unburdened, but I have you now. I don’t need these things, I have the biggest burden. Just think of it as… you’re keeping them for me, okay?”
He Xiaoyun’s chest was congested and depressed, and even taking deep breaths couldn’t make him feel better. He didn’t like this feeling. Just like he told Ling Sheng, if a relationship didn’t bring happiness, but rather discomfort and pain, he should end it. But as he grabbed Xia Chi’s hair, pulling this young, handsome boy’s face in front of him, he only felt incomparable heartache.
He had never regretted anything so much, regretting that when he rescued him from the sea that day, he didn’t take him away directly.
Without these riches, he wouldn’t have been so suffocated for so many years, developing such a personality. He might have been more sunny, more innocent, happier—that was what he should have been like.
Instead of getting it and not daring to take it, loving and not daring to say it, being cautious and taking every step carefully.
Perhaps only by letting him end all of this with his own hands could he truly walk out of that sea, but this time, he wouldn’t let him fall into the water again.
He Xiaoyun let go of the hand that was grabbing his hair, and hugged his head to his chest.
“I’ll sign. Ten yuan, to buy the ten years you once loved me, and also to cut off all your future retreat. From now on, you’re mine.”
Two years later.
Xia Chi finished washing up and went back into the bedroom. He climbed onto the bed and pulled He Xiaoyun out of the covers.
He Xiaoyun’s head was still buried in the covers. He was woken up from his sleep by constant kisses, and impatiently raised his hand and slapped Xia Chi, but it was soft and didn’t use any strength.
Xia Chi took the opportunity to grab his hand, kissing him from his fingertips all the way to his palm.
“You said yourself that you were going to Ling Sheng’s housewarming today. If you really don’t want to go, then don’t go.” Xia Chi said as he kissed him.
Two years ago, Xia Chi single-handedly overturned the entire Xia family, and also uncovered the matter of Xia Chi falling into the sea ten years ago. It wasn’t an accident, but Xia’s mother’s planning, and Xia’s father chose to hide it after learning the truth. After Xia Chi was taken away, he also planned several accidents, but they were all detected by Xia Chi’s grandfather and didn’t succeed.
Because the amount of money involved was too large, and there was also a murder case involved, Xia Chi’s personal freedom was restricted during the three months of investigation. He Xiaoyun stayed with him in the United States for three months. In the end, Xia’s father, Xia’s mother, and Xia Wan were eventually convicted and imprisoned for multiple crimes. Only Xia Wang was too young and didn’t know anything, so he was brought back by Xia Chi. After all, he was his half-brother, and Xia Chi wouldn’t ignore him.
After everything settled, the two returned to the country directly.
He Xiaoyun returned his previous things to him intact. He bought out the assets in the United States that his grandfather left him, and returned to China to develop. He Xiaoyun also gradually shifted the focus of his business to China. The two settled in China together.
Ling Sheng and Jiang Chen had their house renovated and moved in a while ago. He Xiaoyun made a special trip back from Jing City to give them a housewarming. His house in Jiang City had always been taken care of, and the two would come back to live there from time to time. It was just that last night, Xia Chi heard He Xiaoyun and Ling Sheng chatting about the past, and got jealous, making things a bit rough. He Xiaoyun didn’t even let him get close when he was sleeping. Xia Chi only dared to secretly put his arms around him again after he fell asleep.
He Xiaoyun finally got out of bed.
Xia Chi helped him to the bathroom. Toothpaste had already been squeezed onto the toothbrush. He Xiaoyun was too lazy to move, so Xia Chi brushed his teeth and washed his face for him like before, and then brought him back to the room, took out the clothes that had been ironed for him, and helped him change.
He really liked doing these things. Now he could do it so that He Xiaoyun didn’t have to move at all, and he could take care of everything from getting up to going out, making He Xiaoyun feel that he was getting lazier and lazier. When Xia Chi wasn’t around, he felt uncomfortable everywhere.
Xia Chi was even happier after he found out, and his service became more and more attentive, even not letting him move in bed, ensuring that he served He Xiaoyun comfortably and completely dependent on him.
Xia Chi also made breakfast. The kitchen, which had never been used before, was finally lit up because of Xia Chi. He Xiaoyun felt that he might have eaten too much food from hotels, so when he switched to Xia Chi’s cooking, he actually found it very delicious, so he gradually got used to it, but he didn’t allow him to cook often, saying that he didn’t like the house being full of oily smoke.
However, Xia Chi didn’t have many opportunities to cook, after all, he also had his own things to do, only breakfast would he often make.
Today, because he woke up late, he only made sandwiches and hand-ground coffee. After He Xiaoyun finished eating, Xia Chi cleaned up the table, and then went out.
When he got to the garage, Xia Chi first opened the passenger door for He Xiaoyun, and after he sat down, he fastened his seat belt for him, and then went around to the driver’s seat to drive.
He Xiaoyun was usually busy with the group’s work, but Xia Chi took the initiative to give up some of his work, using more time to accompany him. He enjoyed this process very much, and in this process, he finally slowly accepted that He Xiaoyun really loved him.
The spring sunshine in March was just right, the breeze was not dry, He Xiaoyun opened the car window, turned his head and looked at Xia Chi’s profile, who was humming along with the music. The sunlight was the background, reflecting his beautiful lines, coating him with a faint golden halo.
His eyes looked ahead, the fingers holding the steering wheel tapped lightly with the music, his lips opened and closed slightly, his voice was very small, almost inaudible in the music, but the warmth and brightness all over him were the taste of youth.