Who Is Your Buddha

"Who is your Buddha" ——Xiao Yelin has only knelt down to one person in his life, not to pray to the Buddha, but to force him to stay with him. --- Copywriting When Xia Jingsui was five years old, he was brought to Xiao's house by his father. He looked up and saw a young man standing on the stairs. Fifteen-year-old Xiao Yelin was wearing a white shirt and looked down at him, as if he were looking at a piece of goods waiting for a price. "From today on," his stepfather pushed his back, "call me brother." Xia Jingsui didn't call. He held the half-eaten piece of cake in his arms, and Cream said angrily: "You are blocking my sunshine." The Xiao family took a deep breath. Only Xiao Yelin slowly bent the corners of his mouth. Later, Xia Jing found out that it was Xiao Yelin's expression before he was about to chew the person up and swallow it. —— Ten years later. Xia Jingsui is twenty-two years old. He has been ranked first in his grade in the Department of Finance at University A for three consecutive years. He has eaten in all the restaurants in the university town and has never been the same. Xiao Yelin is twenty-nine years old and the head of the Xiao Group. There are only four words for him in the business world: Buddha's mouth and snake's heart. No one knew that this "Buddha" gave up all social activities every week just to drive to the cafeteria of University A to have dinner with a college student. No one knows that the chat records pinned to the top of Xiao Yelin's personal mobile phone are all - "Brother, the sweet and sour pork ribs in San Canteen are gone" "Brother, there is a new grilled fish restaurant in Dongmen" "Brother, where can I buy the brand of spicy strips you brought me?" Xia Jingsui gnawed on the chicken leg and asked vaguely: "You run here every day, is the company going to close down?" Xiao Yelin wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth and smiled softly and harmlessly: "If it goes bankrupt, you will support me?" "Okay," Xia Jingsui raised his chin, "I'll support you and take care of you in the cafeteria three times a day." Xiao Yelin smiled and said yes, but there was something in his eyes, so dark that ink dripped from his eyes. —— Xia Jingsui's differentiation period came without warning. That day, while he was preparing for the final exam in the library, his glands suddenly burned up, and the unfamiliar Omega pheromones caused half the floor to fall into chaos. He huddled in the corner of the bookshelf, digging his nails into his palms and refusing to make a sound. When the door was kicked open, he thought it was the school doctor. The person who came was Xiao Yelin. President Xiao, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, was half-kneeling on the ground. His shirt cuffs were stained with dust, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He inserted the inhibitor into Xia Jingsui's glands with a steady hand as if he had practiced it thousands of times. The moment the pheromones dissipated, Xia Jing smelled it - it was the scent of bergamot mixed with cedar, cold, overbearing, and overwhelming. Alpha. His stepbrother is an Alpha. Xiao Yelin lowered his head, his lips almost touching the skin with pinholes on the side of his neck, and his voice was hoarse: "Try fucking being in heat outside again." "I mark you." —— Xia Jing found out later. Xiao Yelin was separated when he was fifteen years old. On the night of the separation, he rushed to his room with a high fever and sat by his bed all night, doing nothing. Xiao Yelin watched him grow from a little boy into a man who could look at her on an equal footing. He watched him make one boyfriend after another without interfering. Xiao Yelin's office has the ordering numbers of all the restaurants around University A all year round. Except for business documents, Xiao Yelin's mobile phone album is full of his photos. "Brother," Xia Jing asked, "What do you think I am?" Xiao Yelin was silent for a long time. Xia Jingsui thought for a long time that he wouldn't answer, then he heard him say: "When I was fifteen, my mother had just died, and my father brought back a child." "That kid was not afraid of anything. He held half a piece of cake and raised his chin at me, saying that I was blocking him from the sun." "Since then——" Xiao Yelin raised his eyes, his pupils burning with a temperature he had never seen before. "He is my only sun." —— Xia Jingsui stared at him for three seconds. Then he put down the chicken drumstick in his hand and wiped his hands. "Xiao Yelin." "Huh?" "Do you know why I never call you brother?" Xiao Yelin said nothing. Xia Jingsui stood up and looked condescendingly at this man who had kneeled at the business card table countless times. "Because from the beginning, I never intended to treat you as a brother." He leaned down and bit Xiao Yelin's Adam's apple. "What I want to be - your Buddha." Pheromones exploded. The cold cedar collides with the fiery citrus, biting, entangled, and sinking in the afternoon sun. Xiao Yelin clasped the back of his neck, his voice muffled by his intertwined breathing: "The Buddha won't accept a greedy guy like you." Xia Jing smiled and bit his ear and said: "Then kneel down." "Kneel until the Buddha is willing to accept you." —— Food Guide · Pseudo-orthopedics/seven years old/urban ABO · Damp and possessive MAX business boss attack (Xiao Yelin) · The only exception is for both parties to be strong/flirting/attacking and receiving each other · You are not the cute type, you are a real foodie, you are also a real smart person, you can see through everything and pretend to be confused, but in fact you are making progress every step of the way. · Attack the superficial Buddha's mouth and snake's heart, but in reality, the Buddha's heart is snake's mouth - His compassion is only given to one person --- Small Theater Xiao Yelin took Xia Jingsui to a business reception for the first time. Someone asked: "Mr. Xiao, who is this?" Before Xiao Yelin had time to speak, Xia Jingsui had already picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely: "He raised it." There was silence. Xiao Yelin looked at the cream on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to wipe it off for him, and said lightly: "Well, I raised it since childhood." ——After a pause, he added: "Now it's him who raises me." Xia Jingsui swallowed the cake and winked at him: "Keep your word, do you want to eat in the canteen tonight?" The Buddha said that all living beings suffer. Only you are sweet. Intention: The Buddha said that all living beings suffer. Only you are sweet.