In the past ten years, time did not leave any traces on Qing Yun’s body, but it had changed Yan Linhao from head to toe. He was no longer the little boy who could only raise his head to look up at Qing Yun. To be precise, Yan Linhao was a lot bigger than Qing Yun now, if he wanted, he could wrap Qing Yun into his arms entirely.
He had already grown into a true man, yet Qing Yun’s attitude towards him did not change in the least bit. As if no matter how Yan Linhao changed, he would always be the child he brought home that year.
Although Yan Linhao called Qing Yun ‘gege’, Qing Yun had raised him like a son.
“Quit it.” Qing Yun pushed Yan Linhao’s furry head away with one hand, while the other hand drew the last line of the pattern on the cake without the slightest tremor.
“Is it ready? Can I eat now? Did gege make this for me?” Yan Linhao didn’t move away as he was told to. Instead, he finally followed his heart and hooked an arm around Qing Yun’s waist as his head continued to rub against the side of his neck, using a low voice to speak words like a spoiled child.
“No way, you have to wait until night, there aren’t even candles placed on the cake yet.”
Qing Yun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry with this big boy, deeply aware that no matter how big Yan Linhao grew, he would still be that little kid that stuck to him and acted spoiled.
“No, I want to eat it right now. It’s obviously ready already.” Yan Linhao tightened his arms, an indiscernible trace of satisfaction flashed past his pupils. He took advantage of this moment of him acting spoiled to frantically vent his desire to get closer to Qing Yun. He couldn’t even restrain himself from approaching Qing Yun’s earlobe, his slightly eager breathing puffing against the back of Qing Yun’s ear, causing it to start flushing red.
Yan Linhao watched that blush and begged in a husky voice: “Gege, just let me eat, alright?”
“Enough.” Qing Yun couldn’t bear the stickiness of this extra large cowhide candy1 any longer, and pushed away Yan Linhao’s head, “If you want to eat, just eat then.”
Anyway, there was only the two of them at home.
Yan Linhao was taken aback by this sentence of Qing Yun, and before the emotions in his eyes could rise, a fork was shoved into his hand by Qing Yun.
The beast in Yan Linhao’s eyes who was about to poke out its head shrank back again and was hidden without a trace. Surprisingly, even Qing Yun did not notice this.
Other than himself, no one knew what was hidden in Yan Linhao’s eyes.
To outsiders, they were close brothers; to Qing Yun, Yan Linhao was just the kid that he raised.
But to Yan Linhao it was different, he had an insane obsession with Qing Yun, and this obsession had been hidden at the bottom of his heart since he was a child. As he grew up, not only did it not dissipate, but it became even more horrifying.
Despite the emotions in his dark eyes, on the surface, Yan Linhao still took the fork and ate a piece of the soft cake.
The cake was exquisitely made, but the moment it entered his mouth, it made Yan Linhao freeze slightly.
He hid it very well, but Qing Yun, who was watching Yan Linhao’s expression, still noticed it. Qing Yun took a fork, also stabbed a piece of cake to put into his mouth, and his brow instantly furrowed.
Because the cake’s taste really left much to be desired.
“Forget it, we’re going out to eat.” Qing Yun resolutely snatched away the fork in Yan Linhao’s hand, then picked up his phone to order food.
“No.” Yan Linhao, however, stopped his movements, “I want to finish eating anything gege makes.”
The cake wasn’t big, and Yan Linhao, who had a healthy enough appetite, scarfed down the whole cake into his stomach in two or three bites.
Qing Yun raised his head slightly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh as he watched this big boy stuffing cake into his mouth. His eyes flashed a trace of softness that even he himself did not notice.
Yes, he had to look at him like this, and always look at him. Yan Linhao could feel Qing Yun’s gaze. The more violent the waves of desire crashed in his head, the more calm he acted on the surface.
“I’ll be the one making dinner.” After finishing the cake, Yan Linhao untied the apron from Qing Yun and pushed him out.
Since his gege was willing to make a cake for him personally, Yan Linhao was already very satisfied. In his opinion, Qing Yun should have that sort of appearance of being fresh and cold and not be involved in any trivial matters. So of course the matters of the kitchen should be left to him.
Yan Linhao had long been learning how to cook from the home cook, hence this meal was exceptionally well-prepared.
“Ge, can I sleep with you tonight?” After dinner, Yan Linhao asked with slight anticipation.
In actuality, the moment he asked this, he regretted it a bit. He shouldn’t have requested something like this, Yan Linhao would usually restrain himself strictly. Maybe it was because Qing Yun’s appearance of cooking for him today gave him such a surprise that Yan Linhao became somewhat indulgent.
Hearing the teenager’s request, Qing Yun could not help but also raise an eyebrow.
This was because Yan Linhao did like to stick to him at night as a child, but as early as a few years ago, this kid stopped running to lie in his bed at night and even took the initiative to request to live on campus when he entered high school. He didn’t expect such a request today, but it really evoked some nostalgia in Qing Yun.
In Qing Yun’s eyes, Yan Linhao was always the same insecure child as back then. Hence, he didn’t even think twice before nodding his head and agreeing to this “birthday present” of Yan Linhao.
Seeing Qing Yun nod, Yan Linhao’s heart was flooded with worry instead, pondering about how to pass the night.
The airport was still lit up well into the night. A group of fans were clustered at the arrival gate of the airport, holding glow sticks and light-up signs while waiting eagerly.
This was because the film empress, who had won the best actress award for several years in a row, and whose fame spread from Country M all the way to her home country, was finally returning.