It was almost May, and Qin Fang finally returned the star he owed to the other person.
It was just a star made of blue sapphire. Originally, he planned to give it as a small red envelope for the New Year, but the seller delayed it for so long.
By the time Qin Fang actually received it, he felt it was a bit embarrassing to give. The one Xing Yan gave him before was made by himself, while Qin Fang bought this ready-made one online. He always felt it wasn't impressive enough as a gift.
So after receiving it, he held it in his hand for a long time without giving it. He planned to buy a raw stone later and make one himself. But Xing Yan kept urging him every few days, and he really couldn't delay any longer, so Qin Fang gave it to him.
At that time, he was driving. He took it out of his pocket, handed it to Xing Yan, and coughed twice to clear his throat, "I'll give you a better one later, this is just a small red envelope."
Xing Yan put it to his lips and kissed it, then gently rubbed it with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "I like it."
Him holding the star and kissing it by his mouth made Qin Fang's face a little hot again. He was afraid of substituting himself in the situation. Just imagining it made him flustered.
Xing Yan glanced at him and smiled, "You wrote the IOU yourself, but didn't want to give it later. Fang-ge is not generous."
Qin Fang also laughed and shook his head, "I won't write IOUs blindly in the future."
The night before, they stayed at Qin Fang's old house. They often went back there now. Many things had been added inside, making it more lively than before. Xing Yan also tidied up the yard and got some good live seeds from Si Tu to plant inside. The cherry tree in the yard was still there, but it was unknown if it was still alive.
Xing Yan even built another shed at the door, restoring the rain shed Qin Fang had mentioned before. Qin Fang didn't let him do it, saying he was so old, what rain was he going to watch. On rainy days, he would rather roll in bed with Xing Yan.
But since Xing Yan wanted to do it, he didn't stop him. Anyway, they had been childish for more than a day or two. Two little friends in love, just go ahead and act.
Xing Yan restored Qin Fang's old base to the way it was in Qin Fang's memory, as if it had never been abandoned, as if the person who loved him had never left.
He even offered up the base and invited Han Xiaogong to take a set of photos there, providing him with a venue. Han Xiaogong liked it very much. After all, it was where Qin Fang's grandfather used to live, carrying the luxurious atmosphere of the previous era. It was definitely outdated, but had a unique flavor.
Qin Fang also opened his two toy rooms and took out the toys from his childhood. He sat cross-legged inside, and Han Xiaogong took a photo of him.
A small building with the breath of spring, inside and out, seemed to have stories.
On the day of the photoshoot, Han Xiaogong wore a very loose black sweater, with his hair untied, hanging on his back, looking a bit enchanting. For shooting a formal set of photos, Han Xiaogong had to bring a photographer, unlike usual when he would casually touch up his face with some makeup and have anyone take a few shots.
Xie Zhe, the younger brother who ran over to deliver flowers during the New Year, also came along. He was a year younger than Qin Fang, and also had a lively personality. He often flew over to find Han Xiaogong, and was quite familiar with Qin Fang and the others, having had meals together several times.
Xie Zhe was very infatuated with Han Xiaogong, completely captivated. Qin Fang privately told Han Xiaogong that he was like an old demon, stealing the soul of the young man.
At that time, Han Xiaogong shook his head and laughed, "I really didn't seduce him."
Qin Fang felt that such a young man falling into his hands would not end well. He was too tender, and if eaten by him, not even the bones could be spit out.
When Han Xiaogong was taking photos, Xie Zhe would squat on the side and watch. Sometimes the photographer would find him in the way and tell him to stand further away. Qin Fang brought him a bottle of water and said, "Sit and rest for a while, he will probably take quite a while."
Xie Zhe chuckled a few times, scratched the back of his head, and said, "I'll just watch, I quite like watching."
"What's so good to watch," Qin Fang said with a wry smile, "You'll get tired of watching after a while."
"That's because you're straight," Han Xiaogong snorted from the side, "Hurry up and be with your Yan-ge properly. If you break up with him, you won't be able to find another gay who will treat you well. Your straightness is in your bones."
Qin Fang laughed a few times, "My Yan-ge has it tough."
Xing Yan was wiping the car downstairs. They had made an appointment with Cheng Dong and the others from the car team to go out together on the weekend. Qin Fang looked outside, and Xing Yan, sensing his gaze, looked up. Qin Fang smiled at him.
Xie Zhe also didn't change his spot, and kept watching from the side. The photographer was Han Xiaogong's friend, and joked, "Where did you find such an honest kid?"
Han Xiaogong said, "Picked him up."
The photographer turned his head and asked Xie Zhe with a smile, "Is he good-looking?"
"Good-looking," Xie Zhe nodded, looking at Han Xiaogong, "He looks good no matter how he's photographed."
"Did you feed him some drug?" The photographer shook his head.
Han Xiaogong glanced at Xie Zhe beside him, feeling a bit unable to ignore it, and waved at him, "Come here."
Xie Zhe brought the water over, "Drink water?"
Han Xiaogong shook his head, "Put the stuff over there."
When Xie Zhe went to put it down and came back, Han Xiaogong directly pushed his shoulders to turn him around, hugging him from behind with one arm around his chest and belly, and said in his ear, "Look at the camera."
Xie Zhe was still a bit dazed, and the photographer quickly took a shot.
"Look at me." Han Xiaogong said to him again.
Xie Zhe turned his head, and Han Xiaogong used his chin to push his head back a little, only allowing him to turn very slightly. Then he lowered his head, his lips touching his ear, slightly parted. He then bit the thin edge of his ear and took another photo.
Being held like this, Xie Zhe was a bit nervous, appearing somewhat stiff. He was wearing a thin green sweater, looking particularly young. With Han Xiaogong holding him in front like this for the photo, it looked quite intriguing, one tender and one enchanting. The image looked very sensual.
Qin Fang gave Han Xiaogong a thumbs up. His aura was really unparalleled, looking the part no matter what he shot. Some people were born to do this job.
Xie Zhe was also quite handsome, just looked young.
After the shoot, Han Xiaogong casually ruffled Xie Zhe's hair and said to his photographer friend, "Touch up nicely for my little brother, it's his first time in front of the camera."
The photographer nodded, "Not bad."
Xie Zhe was still a bit excited and asked Han Xiaogong, "Can I take photos together with you?"
Han Xiaogong smiled and said, "Didn't we just take some?"
"Oh my god, will I lower your attractiveness?" Xie Zhe asked.
Han Xiaogong ruffled his hair again, his eyes looking at him like a child.
When Han Xiaogong posted these photos later, he kept the one of Qin Fang and also kept two with Xie Zhe. It was the first time the young man appeared on his feed, and it was directly a CP photo.
The young girls all went crazy, half thinking the young man was quite handsome and well-matched with him, while the other half felt he didn't match the CP they had imagined for Han Xiaogong, crying and sobbing.
Xie Zhe commented below: I really brought down your attractiveness, you're too beautiful!
The young girls fished him up from below and replied with several hundred comments, saying all sorts of things.
Later, Han Xiaogong also replied, saying: Little brother will be scared by you all.
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