TL: Hua
Extra 3 – Main Storyline Daily Life 3
Ye Boxuan had just returned from a business trip and was sitting at the dining table with them. Seeing the three of them acting like they were playing a riddle, he looked up casually and asked, “What’s not appropriate?”
Then he looked at the earthenware pots on the table and also wondered, “Why are there so many soups today?”
Ji Qingyu suppressed a laugh and said, “It’s Xuxu who thinks Qin…”
Ye Rongxu was quick-witted and swift-handed, immediately picking up a soup dumpling and stuffing it into Ji Qingyu’s mouth, saying, “Brother Qingyu, this is delicious; try it quickly.”
He was afraid Ji Qingyu would reveal the reason.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a strange low pressure inexplicably enveloped his surroundings.
Ye Rongxu turned his head curiously and happened to catch Qin Chaoyan’s gaze slowly shifting away.
Ye Rongxu: “?”
Qin Chaoyan seemed not to notice his gaze and casually picked up an earthenware pot, lifted the lid, and slowly stirred the soup with a spoon.
Ye Rongxu remembered what happened last night, his face slightly flushed, and he quickly said, “Don’t drink any today.”
Qin Chaoyan turned his head to look at him, then his gaze swept past him, past Ji Qingyu next to him, and then over the soup dumpling on the table, his dark eyes carrying a hint of depth. Finally, his gaze returned to the soup, and he slowly scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his lips.
Seeing this, Ye Rongxu gritted his teeth and whispered again, “I said don’t drink any.”
Qin Chaoyan finished a spoonful of soup, his gaze once again inadvertently sweeping over the soup dumpling on the table, then looking at Ji Qingyu, then at Ye Rongxu, and then continuing to slowly scoop up the soup.
Ye Rongxu: “…”
He vaguely guessed something and tried to pick up a soup dumpling for Qin Chaoyan.
A smile appeared on Qin Chaoyan’s lips, and the low pressure instantly dissipated. He tilted his head and bit the soup dumpling from the chopsticks, his voice muffled as he praised it as “delicious,” and then, in turn, he picked up food for Ye Rongxu.
He finally stopped drinking the soup.
Ye Rongxu was speechless. Was he jealous? Was this even something to be jealous of?
He simply picked up another soup dumpling, dipped it generously in vinegar, and handed it to the other person.
…
After breakfast, Ye Rongxu and Lin Jiaojiao went to the hospital together to visit Lin Jiaojiao’s mother. They returned home in the afternoon and continued with exercise and rehabilitation.
Because it was the weekend, Ye Boxuan happened to have finished his busywork and had some free time. The next day, he took the whole family to a nearby resort villa for relaxation.
The villa’s main feature was a golf course, a well-known golf resort in the vicinity.
Ye Boxuan usually didn’t have many hobbies, except for playing golf. Today was no exception. He played a few rounds first.
Qin Chaoyan didn’t know how to play golf before, but he had specifically learned in E Country and was quite good. Since they were here, he naturally had to accompany his father-in-law.
Ji Qingyu, needless to say, often came here with some bosses after work to play while discussing business.
So the three of them were enjoying themselves, while Ye Rongxu and Lin Jiaojiao both felt bored.
Lin Jiaojiao sat under a parasol, drinking her beverage, watching the three of them chatting and playing in the distance. She couldn’t help but turn her head and whisper to Ye Rongxu, “I feel like it’s not as fun as going horseback riding.”
Ye Rongxu was lying on the lounge chair. The brim of his hat covered half of his face, revealing only his fair, pointed chin as he lazily hummed in agreement.
Just as Lin Jiaojiao was wondering if he had fallen asleep, he reached out and groped in the air on the table beside him. His fair fingers were long and beautiful, but after groping for a while, he only grasped air.
Lifting the brim of his hat to take a look, he finally found the fruit plate on the table and reached out to grab two grapes, this time successfully.
“Hanging out with elders is just like this,” he said, his voice muffled with grapes in his mouth. “Next time, let’s go horseback riding together without my dad.”
Lin Jiaojiao was surprised. “Can you ride a horse now?”
Ye Rongxu: “…” Wasn’t there Qin Chaoyan?
Maybe Qin Chaoyan could ride, and he could sit in Qin Chaoyan’s arms… uh, anyway, that way there wouldn’t be a risk of falling off.
“But speaking of which, your boyfriend plays really well,” Lin Jiaojiao added.
Among the few people standing on the lawn, Qin Chaoyan was the most eye-catching, not only for his golf skills but also for his looks and demeanor.
Although Ji Qingyu and Ye Boxuan were not bad either, Qin Chaoyan had a unique, handsome, and aloof aura. Coupled with his long legs and narrow waist and slender and elegant figure, he was simply a sight to behold.
“That’s putting the cart before the horse.” Ye Rongxu commented.
He was only focused on playing golf with his father-in-law. Had he forgotten his boyfriend was also here?
Just as he finished complaining in his heart, he saw Qin Chaoyan walking over with a golf club in the distance.
Ye Rongxu quickly lowered the brim of his sun hat, pretending to be resting.
Lin Jiaojiao suppressed a smile, seeing through his act but not exposing it.
Soon, a pair of long legs stopped beside the lounge chair. Qin Chaoyan leaned down, his voice carrying a hint of a smile, “Xuxu, do you want to play golf too?”
Ye Rongxu’s legs and waist were still not strong enough for this sport. Hearing this, he snorted softly in his heart, pretending not to hear. After a while, fearing that Qin Chaoyan would really think he was asleep, he reached out again to grope on the table beside him.
With the previous experience, he quickly found the fruit plate this time and picked off a grape.
The next second, his hand was held. Qin Chaoyan lowered his head and bit off the grape, his thin lips lightly brushing against his fingertips. His voice was muffled with a smile as he said in his ear, “Thank you.”
Ye Rongxu felt a tingling sensation, like an electric current, running through his fingertips, causing him to instinctively curl them. When he came back to his senses, just as he was about to get annoyed, another grape was fed into his mouth.
Then Qin Chaoyan pulled him up, coaxing and persuading, “It’s not good to lie down all the time; go play some golf.”
Ye Rongxu chewed on the grape, his thin lips glistening with juice, his voice muffled, “I’m not fit to play.”
Qin Chaoyan’s gaze fell on his lips, and he said softly, “It’s okay, I’ll support you then.”
After speaking, he took him to change clothes, deliberately turning sideways as they left to block Lin Jiaojiao’s gossipy gaze.
Ye Rongxu was supported by Qin Chaoyan, walking slowly and unsteadily. As soon as they entered the changing room, he was suddenly pressed against a hidden corner between a row of lockers.
Ye Rongxu panicked. Qin Chaoyan leaned over, pinching his chin with his fingers, and lowered his head to kiss his slightly parted lips under his surprise guess.
The juice of the grape was swept away, the sweetness permeating both their tongues. Ye Rongxu was forced to tilt his head back, his slender white neck vulnerable, his breath completely invaded and plundered.
Faint footsteps came from the doorway, as if someone had entered. Like a frightened bird, Ye Rongxu suddenly grabbed the clothes of the person in front of him, his hands weak, clinging tightly, yet afraid of being discovered, and his eyes involuntarily filled with a misty haze.
Qin Chaoyan’s figure completely enveloped him. Only after the person who had entered left did he finally let go.
Quickly, he hugged him tightly again, slowly calmed down, and finally gritted his teeth in his ear, whispering vaguely, “I wish I could just whisk you away to my place.”
After all, there were many inconveniences at the Ye family’s residence. Like last night, they hadn’t dared to go all the way.
Ye Rongxu glared at him with his misty eyes.
…
Back on the field, Ye Rongxu was a little unsteady on his feet, his eyes watery, and his lips exceptionally red. Qin Chaoyan supported his slender waist from behind, his other hand guiding Ye Rongxu’s hand holding the club, teaching him step by step.
Ye Rongxu’s waist was sensitive. Supported by Qin Chaoyan’s palm, his waist softened, and he almost lost his balance and fell.
Qin Chaoyan caught him in time, pulling him completely into his embrace. Ye Rongxu’s thin back pressed tightly against his chest, and he could almost feel the warmth through the fabric, his heartbeat like a drum, vibrating in his eardrums.
Ye Rongxu’s ears grew hot, and he gradually couldn’t grip the club firmly. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, “Your heart is beating too fast, and… don’t press so close.”
Qin Chaoyan remained silent, not exposing the fact that it was Ye Rongxu’s own heartbeat.
He slightly pulled away, instead holding both of Ye Rongxu’s hands on the club, and asked in a husky voice, “Are you alright now?”
Ye Rongxu estimated the distance and angle and nodded slightly. The next second, his hands were moved by Qin Chaoyan, his arms following the slight tremor.
When the white ball flew out, Ye Rongxu’s eyes brightened slightly.
Qin Chaoyan chuckled softly, embracing him, and continued to the next shot.
Perhaps it was because he had always been bedridden and hadn’t personally experienced these sports. Ye Rongxu was particularly happy and excited, even though these shots were actually Qin Chaoyan’s.
His eyes sparkled with brilliance. Just as he was feeling refreshed, he suddenly saw someone in the distance also teaching someone how to play. It was a couple, the man half-embracing the woman from behind. It looked like they were playing, but it was actually like flirting.
Ye Rongxu: “…”
He turned his head to look at his and Qin Chaoyan’s posture—it was exactly the same, even more intimate than theirs.
He paused silently, then suddenly said faintly, “I’m not playing anymore. I’m going to the restroom.”
Qin Chaoyan immediately said, “I’ll go with you.”
But Ye Rongxu refused, “No need, I can go by myself.”
His tone carried a hint of awkwardness and slight annoyance, and then he slowly left.
Qin Chaoyan was about to follow but was stopped by Ye Boxuan.
Ye Boxuan asked Chen Jiang to follow Ye Rongxu and then asked Qin Chaoyan, “How is Rongxu’s recovery? I see he doesn’t need the assistive device anymore and can barely walk. He was even able to play just now?”
Qin Chaoyan nodded. “The doctor said his rehabilitation is very effective.”
Ye Boxuan had seen the doctor’s report before, but seeing his son able to stand and walk with his own eyes, no longer confined to bed rest like in the past, he couldn’t help but feel emotional.
“So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xuxu has grown up.”
“Yes.” Ji Qingyu came over with a golf club and also sighed with emotion. He glanced at Qin Chaoyan standing beside him, and recalling the intimate way he and Ye Rongxu had been playing, he teased, “The first time I saw Xuxu, he was still a child. Now, in the blink of an eye, he’s reached the legal marriage age.”
The last sentence was clearly meant for Qin Chaoyan.
Qin Chaoyan indeed turned his head and glanced at him without any change in expression.
Ye Boxuan nodded and also said, “Yes, at this age, he should also…”
Qin Chaoyan unconsciously straightened his back, his hand holding the club tightening slightly, and he unexpectedly felt a rare sense of nervousness again.
However, the next second—
“…should also go to school.” Ye Boxuan finished his sentence.
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
His expression visibly stiffened, even with a hint of embarrassment.
Just a second ago, he had even been mentally drafting something along the lines of, “Thank you, Uncle. After we get married, I will definitely take good care of Xuxu.”
Ji Qingyu also paused slightly, surprised.
Ye Boxuan looked at them and asked, “What’s with your expression?”
“No, nothing.” Ji Qingyu recovered and suddenly chuckled, “Uncle is right. It’s possible for Xuxu to go to school now.”
Ye Boxuan nodded in approval. “His health wasn’t good before, so I didn’t have any academic expectations for him, as long as he was happy. But now that he’s better and can go to campus, I think he should still go to university.”
He hoped his child could experience the life other healthy children have.
Ji Qingyu understood and said, “I remember Rongxu’s school registration is still at Jiangcheng No. 1 High School. It just so happens that this year… no, this year seems too late. He can study hard first and take the college entrance examination next year.”
Ye Boxuan thought the same way but hesitated, “But he has been delayed by his illness for so many years. I’m afraid he won’t be used to sitting in a classroom with those seventeen- or eighteen-year-olds. I think we should hire a tutor first, and then he can go to campus after he gets into university.”
Although Ye Rongxu looked no different in appearance from when he was eighteen or nineteen, his mentality was definitely different.
“It’s not too late.” Qin Chaoyan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.
Ye Boxuan and Ji Qingyu couldn’t help but look at him.
Qin Chaoyan explained, “He can still register for the college entrance examination now. Rongxu has a good foundation in fine arts and can apply through special admissions. Moreover, the cultural subject requirements for art students are not that high. Also, I…”
His dark eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly said, “I can tutor him and give him advice.”
After a pause, he added, “I’ve reviewed for two years and have two years of exam preparation experience.”
After speaking, he looked at Ye Boxuan, feeling a bit like he was in an interview.
…
Ye Rongxu slowly returned and found that only Qin Chaoyan was left on the court.
“Where are my dad and the others?” he asked curiously.
Qin Chaoyan didn’t answer, just kept looking at him, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
Ye Rongxu grew even more curious and called out to him, “Qin Chaoyan?”
Qin Chaoyan coughed lightly, suddenly walked up to him, and extended his hand, saying, “Student Ye, please take care of me in the future.”
Ye Rongxu: “???”
He was baffled, deliberately raised his hand to slap the other’s palm, but was seized and pulled forward.
Caught off guard, Ye Rongxu staggered forward and bumped into Qin Chaoyan’s chest. The familiar scent rushed towards him. Before he could look up, Qin Chaoyan hugged him tightly, his voice filled with unconcealed laughter as he spoke into his ear:
“Uncle just agreed to let you stay at my place. Starting tomorrow, I’ll tutor you to prepare for the college entrance examination.”
At this point, his expression became a bit more serious, and he said, “Student Ye, you have to call me teacher from now on.”
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