"Father and Son Relationship" Chapter 4

 

Bo Shan was glad that Bo Pei had not fuck him fully, so he was relieved of back pain after waking up. Both Bo Pei and Zhang Mingyu were sleeping all morning, so he made breakfast, washed the clothes, and basked it in the sun. It was almost noon and Zhang Mingyu got up first. Bo Shan knocked on the bedroom door, but Bo Pei didn't answer. He guessed that he might not be awake yet.

He opened the door and saw Bo Pei currently working on his laptop.

Bo Shan asked, "Are you busy today?"

Bo Pei rubbed the bridge of his nose under his glasses, closed his laptop, and hugged Bo Shan with both arms. He was just woken up by the phone call, otherwise he would not be willing to deal with endless official matters during the holiday.

Bo Shan stood by the bed and let the man hold him, inserting his fingers into his hair to comb out the knotted hair. Bo Pei obviously enjoyed this massage-like action very much. He was so comfortable that he wished he could hold Bo Shan and sleep again.

Bo Shan was hugged for more than ten minutes, but the man still didn't let go, so he had to push him and said, "It's getting late. Get up quickly and eat. The room also needs to be cleaned."

Bo Pei said dully, "Hug me again. " "Just a moment."

Bo Shan indulged the man in hugging him for more than ten minutes.

Bo Pei still wanted to be pampered - although it was incredible to use these words to describe it - Bo Shan thought so and resolutely rejected this unreasonable request.

When Bo Pei got up, he found that the toothpaste, towels, and clothes were all ready, and Bo Shan just didn't have to prepare it himself.

A kiss with the smell of refreshing shaving water fell on Bo Shan's lips. Bo Pei said: "Are you this kind to everyone?"

Bo Shan answered casually while making the bed: "Be kind to others, others will be kind to you." It will be good thing for you too."

Bo Pei asked again: "If it had been someone else, would you have been so good to him?"

Bo Shan felt a little strange and turned away without answering.

"Don't want to answer me?"

It's not that he hasn't thought about this problem, but the fact is that he and Bo Pei live like fathers and lovers. If it had been someone else, he would have taken over the housework and done what he could, so that he would not be considered a burdensome person.

Bo Pei couldn't get a clear answer and took his silence as acquiescence.

"Then if it were someone else, would you sleep with him?"

Although the words were harsh, Bo Pei asked bluntly, and Bo Shan smiled this time, "Was that a joke?"

He turned his back to Bo Pei, and in front of him the sun is shining brightly outside the window, and you can hear the cheerful chirping of birds.

Arranged a pair of pillows, spread out the sheets, put the sheets on the bedside, pack up the pajamas that Bo Pei changed, and said: "If I were not with you, I would also get married and start a business, and then have a cute child, right?" 

People often say that he lack desires to do whatever he wants. Rather than making a lot of money and building a career, he is more willing to spend more energy and time maintaining a family. He has a wife and children. He is a husband and a father.

Bo Shan folded his clothes and looked around the room. Looking at the tidy room, he felt a sense of satisfaction, as if the life he had dreamed of made him happy.

"Let's go out to eat together. You also need to take a proper rest." He urged Bo Pei again, but Bo Shan was shocked by the man's unkind expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly. 

Bo Pei stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to see him thoroughly inside and out.

Bo Pei had never looked at him with such eyes for such a long time.

"You go eat, I have something to do."

Bo Shan could only nod: "Don't be too late."

Later, he and Zhang Mingyu went downstairs to a nearby supermarket to buy some snacks, and Bo Pei was nowhere to be seen when they came back. It was a month later that he saw Bo Pei again.

One month later, Bo Shan was walking home when a car stopped in front of him. The person who came to pick him up was Bo Pei's assistant, who said he would be taken to Jiulongquan Villa as instructed. Bo Shan just carried his schoolbag and textbooks.

Jiulongquan Resort Villa is located outside the city, only two hours away from the intercity expressway. He had been there once before with Bo Pei. At that time, it was still half a development zone and the facilities were not yet complete. Within a few years, urban development also brought economic benefits to the Jiulongquan area, and a piece of land with beautiful mountains and clear waters became a big deal in the eyes of developers.

Each holiday villa in the area is independent, either backed by a mountain or facing the water, and the scenery is beautiful.

In the car, the assistant revealed that Bo Pei couldn't hold on anymore recently, so he came here to rest. Only a few people knew about this. Bo Pei didn't like outsiders getting close to him, so the assistant took Bo Shan over.

It has been a month since they last met, and Bo Pei has been coming and going, calling him when needed and leaving when no longer needed. Bo Shan always thought he could ignore the fact of being abandoned, but in fact he was always on the edge.

Apart from Bo Pei, he really couldn't find another family member.

The villa where Bo Pei lived was at the foot of the mountain. Not far away was an artificial lake with some carp and fish in it, and Bo Pei was sitting there fishing. And he's fishing alone.

The assistant walked Bo Shan to the door and said, "Please take more care of him." Only whenh the boss is healthy both physically and mentally can his subordinates have a chance to survive.

Bo Pei is not a patient person. It is impossible for him to sit still for several hours fishing. Probably because he really cultivates his moral character now that he can endure even the scornful fishing.

The fishing net was empty, no fish took the bait. Surprisingly, Bo Pei was not in a hurry. Bo Shan sat on a stool to the side, waiting for Bo Pei to speak.

Sitting side by side, their hair being blown by the cool wind, drowsiness also came. There was a splash of water and a small fish was biting the fishhook and flipping. Bo Pei took up the fishing line and lift the fishing rod.

It turns out that he didn’t catch any fish.

Bo Pei packed up his fishing gear and called Bo Shan, "Let's go."

Bo Shan followed behind without saying a word and observed him. The man was in good spirits, but he looked a little thinner. Carrying a fish bucket and a fishing rod, the figure of his back looks a bit relaxed.

Unable to guess Bo Pei's intention, Bo Shan simply gave up and simply followed him. Back at the villa, the people at the villa brought two fishes.

Bo Shan put away his schoolbag and was about to make soup with the two fishes. Soup also has a lot of nutrients and is most suitable for nourishment. It took a lot of time to finally put it into the pot to cook, while Bo Pei went upstairs to rest.

Bo Shan also rest for a while. It seemed that Bo Pei was planning for him to stay for few more days, but he didn't bring a change of clothes.

After the fish soup was simmered on low heat, Bo Shan went to the guest rooms and looked around, but it was all empty. Unless they have sex, he and Bo Pei rarely sleep in the same bed. If it weren't for Zhang Mingyu on holiday he wouldn't sleep with Bo Pei.

With no clothes and no bed, is Bo Pei really planning to make him a disposable servant?

Bo Pei got up when he went downstairs the fish soup was on the table, and Bo Shan drank two bowls of soup too. After eating, Bo Shan carried his schoolbag and said, "Well, I'll go back first."

Bo Pei held the soup bowl, glanced up, and took another sip of soup. Compared with the fish soup cooked by the chef at the villa, Bo Shan's craftsmanship is much inferior. It tastes bland and tasteless, he wonders if there is no salt in it.

Bo Shan pinched the shoulder strap of his schoolbag and was ready to leave.

Bo Pei put down the bowl gently, wiped his mouth and stood up: "I have your things here."

After saying that, he turned and went upstairs. Bo Shan followed him upstairs. Bo Pei looked a little strange today.

The master bedroom has good lighting. When you open the window, you can see a lush green ornamental bamboo forest. The wind blows and the bamboo leaves rustle, which is particularly pleasant.

Bo Shan looked around the room and saw that the so-called change of clothes only included a few pairs of underwear and no shirt or trousers. And there is only one bed. What's going on?

Bo Pei didn't seem to care, but Bo Shan had a vague feeling that he thought those few thongs were redundant.

The weather in June had begun to get hot. Bo Shan came all the way and stayed in front of the stove for a long time. His body was sweaty and smelly, so he took a pair of underwear to take a shower. The T-shirt can be washed and dried the next day according to the weather. For the time being, he will wear Bo Pei's shirt. The shirt covered only half of his butt, and the sleeves still had to be rolled up.

The clothesline was too high and there was no clothes-drying pole, so Bo Shan just stood on his feet to dry the clothes, with his buttocks exposed. Bo Shan really felt what it was like to feel the cold wind blowing on his balls.

Just when he was about to finish, Bo Pei shouted: "What the hell are you doing!"

Bo Shan was so frightened that his hands and feet were unsteady, his center of gravity was unbalanced, he fell a few steps, and his clothes fell to the ground.

Bo Pei strode over angrily, with an unhappy look on his face.

Bo Shan grabbed his clothes that were stained with dust and looked at Bo Pei timidly.

Bo Pei looked at him up and down, roughly hung the dirty clothes in his hand on the clothesline, grabbed his hand and walked inside.

Bo Pei didn't know why he was angry. Bo Shan purposely didn't have a change of clothes or another bed, this was all arranged by him, but he really didn't expect that Bo Shan would run out only wearing his white shirt with his butt exposed. .

Bo Shan didn't say a word in defense, even though it was not his fault.

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