Author: hoenimochi (Page 23 of 95)

MTL and currently learning HSK

Chapter 44

       A few days after the National Day holiday, it started to become rainy and gloomy. Everyone seemed preoccupied and unhappy, spending their days at home gloomily watching the dark sky and wet ground outside.

       Zhan Xiusong said that his glasses were broken and he had to go back to get a new pair of glasses, so he left early. Not long after, Zhan Weiguang also went back to school. The house, which had been lively for a few days, became cold and quiet again.

       After a short break, Zhan Pengcheng became busy at work and started to go out early and come back late. Often when he returned home, Zhan Weiyang was already asleep, as if everything had returned to the time before the National Day, but Zhan Weiyang did not sleep in Pei Qing’s bedroom again.

       Sometimes when Zhan Pengcheng came back from outside, he would go to Zhan Weiyang’s room first. If it were still early, he would chat with him for a few words. If it were late, he would also check whether Zhan Weiyang’s quilt was covered and then gently close the door and go back to his room.

       After the National Day holiday, Zhan Weiyang started school.

       Usually, he was quite happy when he thought about the start of school; after all, he could see Chen Youyou at school, unlike at home, where he could only see Zhan Weiguang every day. However, at the start of school this time, he was not very happy.

       On the first day of class, Zhan Weiyang arrived at school earlier than Chen Youyou. He sat in his seat, and opened the book to be read for morning self-study and spread it on the table. He was a little absent-minded and didn’t even realise when Chen Youyou entered the classroom. When he realised, morning self-study had already started. Chen Youyou sat in front of him with his back to him as if he was reading a book seriously.

       He waited until the end of get out of class, Chen Youyou turned around and asked him, “W-why did you, ignore me just, now?”

       Zhan Weiyang found it strange, “When?”

       Chen Youyou said, “Just, before morning self, study.”

       Zhan Weiyang said. “You didn’t talk to me.”

       Chen Youyou was not very happy, “I did.”

       Zhan Weiyang said to him, “Sorry, I didn’t hear it.” Then he lay listlessly on the table.

       In the morning, there was a school-wide assembly. The principal spoke from the stage at the front of the playground, addressing issues such as the importance of maintaining discipline after the long holiday. However, none of the students below were paying serious attention to his speech.

       Later, after the speech, the principal said that Xie Ling, a first-year student in the school, had won a scholarship in the city. His tone was full of pride, and he was eager to call Xie Ling to the stage to accept the congratulations of all the students in the school.

       Chen Youyou glanced at Zhan Weiyang but saw that he was still not angry, and his gaze did not even fall on the podium.

       He felt strange in his heart. After the school-wide assembly, on the way back to the classroom with Zhan Weiyang, he asked Zhan Weiyang, “You don’t, plan to continue to pursue, Xie Ling?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t hear what he said clearly, and asked, “What?”

       Chen Youyou leaned close to his ear and shouted, “Xie Ling!”

       Zhan Weiyang was startled and said, “Why are you so loud?”

       Several girls passing by turned their heads to look at them and then walked past them with laughter.

       Chen Youyou said, “You, gave up?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything. He looked ahead with a depressed look.

       At lunchtime, Chen Youyou and Zhan Weiyang sat in a corner. He ate rice with a spoon and asked Zhan Weiyang, “W-what on earth, is going on?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t know.” After that, he stared at the front in a daze and even forgot to eat.

       Chen Youyou raised his hand and waved it in front of him, “Are you, do you not, like Xie Ling?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him, unsure if he dared to answer the question casually.

       Chen Youyou had a puzzled expression on his face.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly leaned forward as if he had something to say to Chen Youyou.

       Chen Youyou immediately leaned forward and took the initiative to turn his ear to listen to what he said.

       In the end, Zhan Weiyang said, “What do you think I should do after I’ve pursued after Xie Ling?”

       Chen Youyou was puzzled, “Do, what? D-date him.”

       Zhan Weiyang moved his mouth, wanting to say something but not saying it.

       Chen Youyou hadn’t finished his meal yet, so he urged him impatiently, “So you, what are you, going to say?”

       Zhan Weiyang whispered again, “Can I not date him?”

       Chen Youyou was stunned, “What the hell, was wrong with you?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’ll just pursue him.”

       “T-then what?”

       “That’s it, no dating.”

       “What are, you trying to do? Challenging the, arrogant male, junior? Wow, I-I didn’t realize for so long that you’re actually such a scum, scumbag!” Chen Youyou had too much to say, and he got more and more anxious as he spoke.

       Zhan Weiyang asked curiously, “What is a scumbag?”

       Chen Youyou blushed and said, “Just, it means you are a jerk, who plays and messes with other’s feelings.”

       Zhan Weiyang said quickly, “I’m not, don’t be angry.”

       Chen Youyou wanted to pinch his thigh to make himself speak more smoothly, “I’m not angry, I just feel very excited.”

       “What’s exciting?” Zhan Weiyang didn’t understand.

       Chen Youyou said, “When you catch him, dump him immediately. Even if he kneels down and begs you, don’t a-agree.”

       Zhan Weiyang imagined the scene and felt a little difficult. He said, “I don’t think he will.”

       Chen Youyou said, “Make, him fall in love, with you.”

       Zhan Weiyang said distressedly, “It’s too difficult.”

       Chen Youyou stretched out his hand and grabbed his face, twisting it hard.

       Zhan Weiyang hurriedly stretched out his hand to push his hand and said, “Ah, it hurts.”

       Chen Youyou then let go and said with a look of regret, “W-why don’t, you try at all!”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him innocently and helplessly.

       Chen Youyou threw the spoon into the plate, thinking seriously, and said, “How about this, we will deflate Xie Ling’s tyres later, and you, ride a bike with him.”

       Zhan Weiyang was afraid, “I won’t go.”

       Chen Youyou said angrily, “Don’t you, still want to pursue him?”

       Zhan Weiyang did not answer. In fact, he had been thinking about this problem for several days. He was reluctant to turn into a tree so quickly. He still had to wait for Pei Qing to be willing to teach him another way of kissing. He indeed felt he should work hard to improve his score.

       According to the System’s requirements, he should actively pursue Xie Ling, but he had not taken action for a long time.

       On the one hand, he did not want to get close to Xie Ling, fearing that he would provoke the System’s reaction. On the other hand, he seemed to have to get close to Xie Ling so that the System would not deduct all his points.

       After struggling for a while, Zhan Weiyang said to Chen Youyou, “But I don’t have a bicycle either.” He was still subconsciously looking for an excuse to refuse.

       Chen Youyou said, “I, I will lend mine, to you.”

       Worried that classes would end too late in the afternoon, they went to deflate Xie Ling’s bicycle tyre at the end of the second class.

       The two of them were sneaking around in the bike shed. When Zhan Weiyang saw Chen Youyou pulling out the valve core, he worriedly asked, “Is this difficult to fix?”

       Chen Youyou said, “I don’t know.” After a pause, he said, “Who cares.”

 

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

       Chen Youyou looked up at him and said, “If you, don’t feel good, just accompany him, to fix the tyre and, get closer to him.” After that, he successfully deflated the rear tyre of Xie Ling’s bicycle. When he stood up, he said, “Isn’t he, poor? If you are more generous, he might, be a little, moved.”

       “Really?” Zhan Weiyang asked absentmindedly.

       Chen Youyou didn’t notice his absent-mindedness, and he really didn’t know what was going on, so he could only say, “I guess so.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him.

       Chen Youyou felt that Zhan Weiyang’s eyes were strange.

       After a while, Zhan Weiyang leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Do you know how to kiss?”

       Chen Youyou had never kissed anyone before, but at this time, he certainly couldn’t show weakness in front of Zhan Weiyang and immediately said, “Of course, I know.”

       Zhan Weiyang was very confused, “Isn’t it done by just sticking it on?”

       Chen Youyou said, “Huh?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “What else is there to do?”

       Chen Youyou suddenly felt embarrassed and asked with red ears, “You, do you mean, the kind of intense ones?”

       Zhan Weiyang had never seen intense ones on TV, so he asked, “How intense?”

       Chen Youyou raised both hands, pinched his fingers together, pointed the left and right fingertips, and rubbed them back and forth intensely.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly realised, “Oh! I know.”

       Chen Youyou was puzzled: How did he know? What the heck did he know?


Notes:
After thinking about it a lot, I decided to change the title translation. I thought about it a lot too when I first translated the story but ended up understanding the context wrong. Instead of the capture target that was wrong, I thought it’s the system that is wrong
Sorry for the confusion ><


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Chapter 43

       Pei Qing walked into the room and reached out to gently close the door before continuing towards the window.

       Zhan Weiyang remained in the position of kneeling by the bed but straightened his back. His red, tearful eyes, along with his head, followed Pei Qing’s movements.

       Until Pei Qing walked to the bed and sat down, stretched out a hand to Zhan Weiyang, and said, “Come on, Yangyang, get up.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his hand and placed it on Pei Qing’s palm. Then, he was pulled up from the ground and stood in front of Pei Qing.

       “Yangyang—”

       Before Pei Qing finished speaking, Zhan Weiyang lifted his legs and sat on Pei Qing’s legs, hugged him tightly, and whispered, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing was stunned for a moment, then put his hands around his waist and whispered, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang’s voice was very aggrieved, and he spoke in a low voice to Pei Qing’s ear, “Are you ignoring me?”

       Pei Qing’s palm fell on Zhan Weiyang’s back and patted it gently, “When did I ignore you?”

       Zhan Weiyang spoke with a nasal tone, saying, “You are just upset.”

       Pei Qing said, “I’m not.”

       Zhan Weiyang stopped talking and sat quietly on Pei Qing’s legs, hugging him tightly.

       After a while, Pei Qing thought Zhan Weiyang was crying, so he leaned back a little, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhan Weiyang’s jaw, wanting to see his face clearly. However, he only saw that his eyes were still red, and the tears did not really fall.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him for a while. He leaned forward slightly, put his forehead against his forehead, and said, “I don’t know what to do.”

       Pei Qing originally wanted to ask him what he couldn’t say and why he wasn’t willing to say it clearly, but in the end, he didn’t want to force him too much, so he just said, “If you don’t know what to do, come to gege. gege will help you.”

       Zhan Weiyang said softly, “Really?”

       Pei Qing told him, “Really, there is no problem in this world that gege can’t solve for Yangyang, do you believe it?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say whether he believed it or not, but he couldn’t help the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile, struggling between tears and laughter.

       Pei Qing patted his back and said, “Alright, you’re not sad anymore, are you?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       When Pei Qing half-lay down on the bed, Zhan Weiyang still turned over and climbed on his legs, stretched out his hands to hug his neck, and leaned in his arms.

       Pei Qing put one arm around his back, patted his head with the other hand, and asked, “If Yangyang becomes a tree in the future, will he have to live on the balcony forever?”

       Zhan Weiyang seemed to think about it seriously and said, “The balcony can get sunlight.”

       Pei Qing said, ‘Hmm’ and then asked, “What if it gets dark? Aren’t you scared to be alone on the balcony?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “There are other trees.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Have you become good friends with those trees?”

       Zhan Weiyang was asked and thought for a while before answering him, “Not yet.”

       Pei Qing continued to ask, “Then can you communicate now?”

       Zhan Weiyang grabbed the hem of Pei Qing’s pyjamas with his fingers and whispered, “Not yet.”

       Pei Qing said ‘Oh’, as if a little regretful, “I was going to ask you to ask them a question for me.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked up at him, “What is it?”

       Pei Qing said, “Ask them why they turned Yangyang into a tree?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “It’s not because of them.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Then what is it because of?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “It’s my stuff.”

       Pei Qing looked down at him, “What’s yours?”

       Zhan Weiyang pointed to his head, “The stuff inside my head.”

       Pei Qing touched his head, “Yangyang, is there something so powerful in your head that it can turn you into a fortune tree?”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly became confused, “I don’t know.”

       Pei Qing said, “You said something is deducting your points. How many points do you have now?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him alertly.

       Pei Qing said, “If you don’t want to tell me, forget it. It doesn’t matter.”

       Zhan Weiyang then said in a muffled voice, “38.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “What’s the full score?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “100 points.”

       Pei Qing said, “My Yangyang is so silly. He only got 38 points out of 100. What should we do?”

       Zhan Weiyang also felt very melancholy, “I don’t know.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “Is there any way Qing gege help you get some extra points?”

       Zhan Weiyang frowned in distress, “I don’t know.”

       Pei Qing patted him on the back, “It doesn’t matter. If you don’t know, then you don’t know.”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly sat up with his hands on Pei Qing’s shoulders. He looked straight at Pei Qing. After looking at him for a long time, he leaned over and kissed Pei Qing lightly on the lips. It was so light that Pei Qing didn’t even feel the weight of his lips pressing on his.

       Then Zhan Weiyang’s ears turned red, and he shrank his neck and said, “I’m sorry.” His upper body leaned forward, his pyjamas fell down, and his protruding collarbone and thin chest were clearly visible in the wide neckline.

       Pei Qing lowered his gaze and asked him, “Why do you say sorry?”

       Zhan Weiyang was still embarrassed, and his ears were red all the way to his neck as he said, “I shouldn’t kiss you.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Why shouldn’t you kiss me?”

       Zhan Weiyang stared at Pei Qing’s collar, avoiding eye contact, “In the TV dramas I’ve seen, it’s always the men kissing the women.”

       Pei Qing’s hand slipped to his waist, gripping his slender frame. Knowing he shouldn’t say certain things but unable to hold back, he asked, “So you’ve only seen people kissing like that in TV dramas. Do you know of any other ways to kiss?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head somewhat strangely. His world was too simple. Except for Chen Youyou showing him a video once, there was no other way to see it, and no one would tell him.

       Pei Qing asked him, “Do gege want me to teach you?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “Okay.” After he said that, he moved closer, trying to touch Pei Qing’s lips again.

       But Pei Qing suddenly put his hand between the two of them, laughed self-deprecatingly, and said, “Forget it, I shouldn’t teach you these.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him in confusion.

       Pei Qing’s gaze became a little complicated. He patted his waist and said, “Go down.”

       Zhan Weiyang could keenly perceive Pei Qing’s emotional changes, but he couldn’t figure out what caused this change, so he could only ask anxiously, “What’s wrong?” He thought Pei Qing was angry with him.

       Pei Qing said, “Nothing, it’s almost time to go to bed.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked cautiously, “You won’t teach me anymore?”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “I shouldn’t teach you these.”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t understand, “Why?”

       Pei Qing said, “Because I don’t think it’s right for me to do so.”

       Zhan Weiyang still didn’t understand.

       Pei Qing said, “It’s okay, go to sleep, Yangyang.”

       Zhan Weiyang reluctantly got off Pei Qing. He lay down, waited until Pei Qing turned off the light, and then he leaned close to Pei Qing’s ear and said, “I think you can teach me.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Why do you want to learn this?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t know, I just want to kiss you.”

       Pei Qing opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He had a lot to say to Zhan Weiyang, but he felt a little bit speechless at this time. In the end, he just reached out and patted Zhan Weiyang on the back and said, “Good night.”

       Zhan Weiyang was completely disappointed. He retreated and rested his head on his pillow, staring in Pei Qing’s direction unwillingly.

       Pei Qing couldn’t sleep. Just now, he suddenly felt that what he had done was not good. It was not good for Zhan Pengcheng, Zhan Weiguang, himself, and, most importantly, for Zhan Weiyang.

       How should he define the relationship between him and Zhan Weiyang? Zhan Weiyang was simply dependent on him, and unconsciously wanted to get close. Kissing on the lips might not have necessarily meant anything; Zhan Weiyang’s understanding hadn’t reached that point. Yet he himself couldn’t control his own actions. Given the extent of Zhan Weiyang’s dependence on him, no matter what he did, Zhan Weiyang might have happily accepted it. But what if it had been a Zhan Weiyang who had never drowned in the past?

       Pei Qing opened the quilt with some irritability, put on slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

       At that time, Zhan Weiyang hadn’t fallen asleep yet. When he heard Pei Qing get out of bed, he instantly wanted to reach out and grab Pei Qing. However, the System, which had already been bothering him this afternoon, couldn’t hold back any longer and coldly started deducting his points again.

       The moment he heard that he had been deducted two points, Zhan Weiyang shrank back in fear, covered his head with the quilt, opened his eyes wide, looked up in the dark, and couldn’t help trembling.


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Chapter 2

       The music was switched off, and the only sound in the room was the fat man’s rough snoring. The changing images of the MTV on the screen reflected on Ah Zhou’s face, blurring his expression. He held a cheap mobile phone and typed a series of familiar numbers on the keypad, but his finger hesitated over the dial button. After a while, there was a knock on the door. He quickly put his phone into his pants pocket and stood up.

       It was the room attendant who came to pick up Fatty Zhang. Ah Jie, who happened to take over, also arrived, so he returned to the staff dormitory.

       Though it was called a dormitory, it was actually just a low building next to Lihao’s, only about five hundred meters away. Each small compartment was packed with three sets of bunk beds, accommodating six people in total. Each floor shared a restroom at the end of the corridor. Since it was free, the accommodation was always full. Young boys gathered here, playing cards, smoking, and making noise. The cramped rooms were cluttered with shoes, socks, and clothes thrown about, and even with the windows open, the air was still filled with a strong smell of sweat.

       At this time, except for the two people on the night shift, the other three were already asleep, snoring slightly. Ah Zhou went in quietly, knocking over something in the darkness and making a soft sound. He casually wiped his face with the towel hanging by the bed and fell on his own bed. He couldn’t sleep for a long time and couldn’t help but take out his mobile phone. He looked at the numbers for a long time. Finally, he pressed ‘Cancel’ and threw it aside.

       Nothing could be done.

       A surge of powerlessness completely surrounded him.

       Mother, Jiahui, Minran… The longing grew crazily in his heart, yet he didn’t even dare to reach out. He felt like a rat hiding in a hole, struggling to survive.

       As the night grew darker, everything became quiet. He lay in a daze as if he hadn’t had a good sleep for a long time, and he was living the life of a walking zombie every day without end.

       He dreamt again of the past. In midsummer, after the rain, the sky was clear, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and wet soil. The old man napped in a reclining chair under the eaves while the big dog lay obediently by his side. His father and three uncles chatted in the garden, laughing heartily at some joke someone had told. His mother chatted with an aunt while handing him a peeled apple. Jiahui, wearing a white dress and a small crown, tiptoed over, covering his eyes from behind with her little chubby hands, asking him to guess who she was. Minran, with a slingshot in hand, called out his name and ran over, insisting on pulling him to play. And then there was that person…

       “Yichen, do you want to eat the apple?” He heard his own young voice.

       A slightly young and handsome face turned to him, with a smile in his bright eyes, as gentle and soft as moonlight.

       “I’ll share half with you.” He handed it over.

       Suddenly, the person’s brows furrowed, shifting from surprise to coldness. There were no words, no movement; those black eyes were as cold as ice, sharp enough to seem as if they could see through everything.

       But the apple in his hand had somehow turned into a gun—cold and heavy. “No, this isn’t right…” In his panic, he tried to throw it away, but it wouldn’t come off. He looked up in terror, only to see numerous black gun barrels pointed directly at him.

       His heart trembled suddenly, and he woke up, sitting up from the bed and gasping for air.

       It turned out to be a dream.

       The cold sweat on his body almost soaked his clothes. Fear followed him from nightmare to reality.

       How much longer would he have to endure? How much longer could he hide? What would happen if he was caught?

       He didn’t dare to think about it.

       How on earth did it get to this point? He curled up on his side. The name tag with ‘Ah Zhou’ written on his chest glowed light green in the dark.

       He gave a bitter smile. The name was truly fitting—he now felt like a small boat lost at sea, fearful of the tumultuous waves that might come at any moment and hoping for a safe harbour that might never appear.

       The old man was right. He really was no match for that man, and he had never been better than him since he was a child. Just because of his stupid dissatisfaction, he was instigated and flattered with ulterior motives, and he became arrogant enough to want to replace him. In the end, in just three months, he was forced into a desperate situation where he was betrayed by his family and had to hide out and work as an inconspicuous waiter in Lihao.

       Yang Lin arranged this for him. His father’s former subordinates were his last resort, and he promised to send him abroad secretly. However, ten days had passed since the last contact, and the person Yang Lin sent to pick him up still did not show up. Every day was like torture, and there was nothing to do but wait. He felt that if he continued like this, he might go crazy.

       After spending the night in a daze, he ordered some takeout to fill his stomach. Ah Zhou stayed in the dormitory all day and started the night shift at ten o’clock in the evening. As soon as he arrived at the private room he was responsible for, he heard Ning ge’s call in his headset.

       Luo Ning was the human resources manager. He always had a serious look and was very strict with Lihao’s employees. He had fired many people because of their shortcomings. Ah Zhou thought that the whole Fatty Zhang incident had happened yesterday, and he was mentally preparing himself for the consequences. However, what he received instead was a notice of his own transfer to a higher floor.

       “Why?” He was very surprised.

       “Someone on the tenth floor has resigned, and now we are short of people.”

       “I mean… why me? My ability to work is not outstanding, and I heard that waiters above the fifth floor must undergo professional training.”

       “You follow Da Hua, he will lead you.”

       “But…”

       “What, you don’t want to?” Luo Ning looked up at him, “Not many people refuse a salary increase.”

       At Lihao, the servers received a basic salary in addition to commissions based on the amount spent in the private rooms. Ah Zhou, who was currently working on the third floor, was responsible for four smaller rooms, where the service revenue for a single night amounted to only a few thousand yuan. In contrast, if he were transferred to the tenth floor, he would be assigned to a luxury room with two to three colleagues, where the spending could reach ten thousand yuan or more per night, naturally doubling his income. Lower-level servers would do anything to move up, often flattering Luo Ning. Xiao Ding had even tried to bribe him, but Luo Ning refused. It was a pity that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was not good for Ah Zhou. He lowered his eyebrows and said, “I am too timid. I am afraid I will make mistakes and make the guests unhappy.”

       Luo Ning’s lips curled up, “Really? I think people who dare to charge extra money to their guests must be brave.”

       His heart skipped a beat, and his face turned a little pale. As expected, this matter had indeed not gone unnoticed.

       “If this kind of incident—adding orders secretly while the guests are drunk—gets exposed, not only will you be fired, but you’ll also have to pay for all the ordered items. Whether I expose it or not depends on your attitude. Think carefully.”

       With that being said, there was no way out for him. He pursed his lips and said, “Which room on the tenth floor am I in charge of?”

       “1003.”

       “I’ll go over now. Thank you for the promotion Ning ge.”

       The elevator stopped on the tenth floor, and as the doors opened, the surroundings brightened. The hallway was lined with golden silk carpets, and the electronic wall displayed blue wave-like light patterns guiding the way to various private rooms. The guests for Room 3 had not yet arrived, so Da Hua, who was in charge of this area alongside him, led him around the room. Akin to a presidential suite, the room was equipped with all the necessary facilities. There was a small stage for entertainment performances with a space reserved for live music, and a silver pole stood tall. The room’s open-concept design allowed for an unobstructed view of the inner bed and the bathtub positioned by the window. The luxury of the space carried a subtle air of sensuality, making it convenient for guests to enjoy a variety of intimate services.

       “How about it? It’s much better than the third floor, isn’t it?” Da Hua glanced at him, “Working on this floor is no different than working downstairs. You need to have sharp eyes, quick hands and feet, and you have to keep your mouth shut no matter what. Whatever you do inside has nothing to do with us, so don’t make a fuss and don’t act around, do you understand?”

       “Yes.”

       “The guests are scheduled to arrive at eleven. You should prepare yourself first, cheer up, and fix your hair—it looks messy.”

       “Oh.” Ah Zhou responded but didn’t actually move. While Da Hua stepped out to get the fruit tray, Ah Zhou sat down in the middle of the circular sofa, looking at the empty little stage. A faint, self-mocking smile appeared on his lips.

       He was no stranger to this place. There was a time when he loved to hang out here, getting drunk with his buddies, drinking a lot of wine and hugging a lot of women. One time, he drank too much and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. When he woke up, he saw Jiahui’s crying face, and he never came here again after that.

       He didn’t want her to cry.

       But he knew she would definitely cry if he left without saying goodbye.

       Ah Zhou frowned a little irritably. Seeing Da Hua come in, he immediately stood up and pretended to wipe the clean coffee table.

       “Someone is looking for you outside.” Da Hua said, “Please deal with it as soon as possible. It will be bad when the guests come.”

       He responded, not surprised to see Tang Shaocheng standing outside the door, and greeted him politely.

       “I heard you were transferred here. I wanted this room, but it’s a pity it’s been booked today.”

       “Yeah.”

       “Then I can see you on this floor more often from now on, which is good.” The man smiled.

       “The guests will be coming soon.” It was a clear hint for him to leave.

       “Why don’t you go to East Lake with me tomorrow? You’ll be bored if you stay in the dormitory all the time.”

       Ah Zhou initially didn’t want to agree, but fearing that the man would keep pestering him and draw unwanted attention, he reluctantly complied. He knew that moving to this floor increased the chances of running into someone from his past, so he had to be extra cautious. After sending off Tang Shaochen, he immediately lowered his head and returned to his post outside room 1003, waiting to greet the guests.

       Around eleven o’clock, the buzzer vibrated, indicating that the guests had arrived. The sound of staggered footsteps came from the direction of the elevator, getting closer and closer.

       Ah Zhou raised his head slightly and saw the person clearly from under the burgundy bangs. He suddenly stiffened and even stopped breathing.


Notes:
His name the Zhou in Ah Zhou (阿舟) means boat


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Chapter 42

       Zhan Weiyang was scared.

       He didn’t know how to answer Pei Qing’s question. There were some buzzing noises in his head, which tortured him. So he held the water bottle with both hands and buried his head lower and lower.

       Pei Qing stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the back of Zhan Weiyang’s neck and asked, “Yangyang, what’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang remained silent for a long time and said, in a muffled voice, “I can’t answer you.”

       Pei Qing asked him again, “Is it that classmate of yours? The one called Xie Ling just now?”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his head, and it was difficult to hide the surprise on his face.

       Pei Qing took back her hand and said, “Yangyang, is there anything else you haven’t told me?”

       Zhan Weiyang seemed flustered and helpless. He dug his fingers into the plastic water bottle, almost deforming it, and finally said, “I don’t have any.”

       Pei Qing repeated the question, “You really don’t?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head, “Really don’t.”

       Pei Qing fell silent and looked at him for a long time without saying anything.

       Zhan Weiyang was flustered. He secretly glanced at Pei Qing and then turned his head to continue drinking water in small sips.

       Pei Qing said to him, “You rest here. I’m going down to get some air.” After saying that, he stretched out his hand to open the car door.

       Zhan Weiyang subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Pei Qing, but his fingertips only touched the hem of Pei Qing’s clothes and finally retracted powerlessly.

       After waiting for less than half an hour, Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Xiusong also came back.

       Zhan Xiusong looked particularly disheveled for some reason. His clothes were stained in large patches that couldn’t be patted clean, his glasses were crooked on his nose, always tilting slightly to the left, and there was a bit of a scr4p3 on his right cheek near the bridge of his nose.

       After the two of them got in the car, they didn’t say anything, especially Zhan Xiusong, who looked very depressed and unhappy.

       “Xiusong?” Pei Qing looked at him in the rearview mirror, “Are you okay?”

       Zhan Xiusong said, “I’m fine.” His tone was a little aggrieved and stubborn.

       Pei Qing then glanced at Zhan Weiguang. Zhan Weiguang didn’t say anything, only giving a quick look. So Pei Qing didn’t ask any more questions.

       Later, when they returned, Zhan Weiguang told Pei Qing privately that Zhan Xiusong accidentally fell down, which was nothing. Sometimes, it was inevitable when exercising. Unexpectedly, Xu Fengwen laughed at him for being fat, saying that the whole ground was shaking when he fell down.

       Afterwards, the joke lingered on. When Zhan Xiusong jumped up to shoot or grab the ball, Xu Fengwen would exaggerate and say that he shook when Zhan Xiusong landed, which greatly affected Zhan Xiusong’s mood for playing.

       Zhan Weiguang felt annoyed. He stopped playing after saying a few words to Xu Fengwen and called Zhan Xiusong to leave.

       After dinner, Zhan Xiusong obviously hadn’t gotten out of his depressed mood, and he went back to Zhan Weiyang’s room and closed the door.

       Zhan Weiyang went up to the second floor and wanted to go into his room to take a look, but found that the door was locked from the inside. He raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but he felt that he didn’t want to talk to Zhan Xiusong, so he hesitated and didn’t knock.

       He went to Pei Qing’s room, raised his hand and knocked on the door, then put his ear to the door. He didn’t hear any sound from inside, so he knocked again but still didn’t hear Pei Qing say come in. He had to open the door himself and found that the room was quiet and no one was there.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t know that Pei Qing was in Zhan Weiguang’s room at this time, he just retreated disappointedly and walked towards the large balcony on the second floor.

       On the balcony, his flower pot was still alone in a row of large flower pots with lush green plants, and it looked lifeless because of the lack of life growing in it.

       Zhan Weiyang walked over, afraid of crushing the flower pot, and dared not go in. So he could only sit cross-legged next to it, stretch out his arms to hold the edge of the flower pot, and gently lean his forehead against it.

       It was not that he didn’t want to answer Pei Qing’s question. For a moment, he wanted to tell Pei Qing everything, but he had a terrible intuition that if he said it, his points would definitely be deducted. He didn’t know how much it would be deducted, and it would be bad if his points were all deducted.

       Although he knew his journey would end in this flowerpot, he couldn’t bear to leave Pei Qing now. He just thought could it be a little later? As long as he followed the rules obediently and the System didn’t deduct his points too quickly, he could stay by Pei Qing’s side for one more day.

       From childhood to adulthood, Zhan Weiyang had never met anyone who was so patient with him except his father and grandmother. Moreover, Pei Qing was different from his dad and grandmother; Pei Qing understood what he was thinking, something his dad and grandmother no longer did.

       Zhan Weiyang felt sad and despondent.

       Pei Qing was in Zhan Weiguang’s room. He came here for Zhan Weiyang. He walked to the window and found that from this angle of Zhan Weiguang’s room, he could see the balcony on the second floor and saw Zhan Weiyang sitting on the balcony forlornly hugging a flower pot.

       “Yangyang—” Pei Qing paused here, “Have you felt that he has not been in good spirits lately?”

       Zhan Weiguang was lying on the bed with one leg propped up, playing on his phone. Upon hearing this, he looked up, somewhat surprised, and said, “What?”

       Pei Qing leaned forward slightly, crossed his arms and lay on the window, looking at Zhan Weiyang’s figure, “Did he tell you about any deductions or that he would become a fortune tree?”

       “Fortune tree?” Zhan Weiguang was confused, “What fortune tree?”

       Pei Qing suddenly realised that Zhan Weiyang had probably said those words only to him. Perhaps it was because he trusted only Pei Qing, or maybe he simply didn’t want to talk about it with anyone else. At that moment, Pei Qing hesitated, unsure whether he should continue discussing it with Zhan Weiguang.

       He felt that Zhan Weiyang was in a bad state today, but he was not Zhan Weiyang’s guardian after all. He hoped to attract Zhan Pengcheng’s attention, and it would be best to find a doctor to talk to Zhan Weiyang and find out what the problem in his mind was. It was just that he noticed Zhan Pengcheng’s resistance last time, so he chose Zhan Weiguang this time.

       Zhan Weiguang had already gotten off the bed and walked to Pei Qing’s side and just happened to see Zhan Weiyang downstairs from the window.

       “Do you know why he cherishes his flower pot so much?” Zhan Weiguang suddenly grasped the point at this time.

       Pei Qing looked at him and hesitated for a long time before saying, “What I just said, he said he’s going to turn into a fortune tree.”

       “Why a fortune tree?” Zhan Weiguang found it difficult to understand.

       “The point is not what kind of tree it is,” Pei Qing said, “the point is why he thinks he will become a tree?”

       “He— Just often has some strange thoughts,” Zhan Weiguang leaned against the window and looked at Zhan Weiyang’s back with Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing asked, “Does it last long?”

       Zhan Weiguang replied, “Not necessarily. Sometimes he forgets when he’s distracted. Why does he think he will turn into a tree?”

       Pei Qing said, “I don’t know. I thought you would know.”

       “He doesn’t tell me anything. How can I know!”

       Pei Qing looked at him, “He thinks you treat him badly.”

       Zhan Weiguang laughed sarcastically, “What more could I do to be good to him?”

       Pei Qing didn’t want to continue discussing this topic with Zhan Weiguang. They were brothers who grew up together and had their own way of getting along. He had no right to interfere. He was just worried about Zhan Weiyang’s current situation. After a while, he asked Zhan Weiguang, “Do you think he can get out of this state on his own?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I don’t know. He has always seemed normal in front of me; this is just how he is. Back in elementary school, he became attached to a cup. He had to use that cup for drinking water, carried it in his backpack every day to school and brought it back home. One time, my dad accidentally broke it and couldn’t find an exact replacement. He went to great lengths to buy one that looked very similar, but it still didn’t satisfy him. He didn’t drink water all day, and my dad almost cried out of frustration.”

       “What happened next?” Pei Qing asked.

       Zhan Weiguang continued, “Later, I got impatient and grabbed him and forced him to pour water from my cup into his mouth. He almost choked, then I said, ‘You’re done. You’ve drunk from my cup.’ I didn’t know what he was thinking, but he suddenly stopped making trouble. My dad scolded me for this.”

       Pei Qing looked out the window in silence, and after a long while, he said, “Uncle was probably just too anxious.”

       Zhan Weiguang said in a nonchalant tone, “It’s okay, you don’t need to try to persuade me. I know my dad better than anyone. I don’t have any particular feelings about it. As long as it has nothing to do with Zhan Weiyang, he’s pretty good to me. But once it involves Zhan Weiyang, he doesn’t have any boundaries himself, so how can he be concerned about his attitude towards others?”

       “I’m sorry,” Pei Qing said sincerely, “Can I ask you a question, where is your mother?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Divorced, gone.”

       Pei Qing was a little surprised.

       Zhan Weiguang’s tone remained nonchalant and indifferent, “I’ve heard that other people’s mothers can give up everything for their children. Maybe my mom is different from other mothers. She argued with my dad a lot over Zhan Weiyang, and later, she couldn’t handle the stress and didn’t want to stay in this family anymore, so she left.”

       Pei Qing never expected it to be like this. He asked, “Was it because of Yangyang’s drowning incident?”

       Zhan Weiguang nodded, “When Zhan Weiyang nearly drowned, both my dad and I were there. I got into a scuffle with some other kids, and my dad came over to separate us so he didn’t notice Zhan Weiyang. By the time someone else found him, he had already stopped breathing, and his heart had stopped.”

       As he reached this point, Zhan Weiguang’s tone grew sombre. He looked at Pei Qing and said, “This is a lifelong pain for my dad. I don’t know if he hates me, but I know he hates himself. My mom also hates him. They took Zhan Weiyang everywhere to see doctors, visiting all the good hospitals in big cities, but it only ended in this result. My mom couldn’t stand it anymore, started arguing with my dad obsessively, and grew dissatisfied with everything the family did. Eventually, she pushed herself to leave.”

       Pei Qing took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly; the sound sounded like a sigh, carrying a sense of powerlessness over the past and the future.

       He felt that he could understand Zhan Pengcheng’s mentality, and he feared that this guilt would never fade away in his lifetime.

       Pei Qing raised his hand, covered his face and rubbed it gently, feeling somewhat exhausted.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I’m sorry to tell you about these messy things in my family.” 

       Pei Qing said, “It’s what I want to know.”

       Zhan Weiguang crossed his arms in front of his chest, “Actually, you’re really a good person. I rarely see someone so patient with Zhan Weiyang. Even my dad, though he seems very accommodating on the surface, sometimes is obviously just perfunctory to Zhan Weiyang. He says, ‘okay, okay’ but doesn’t really follow through. No wonder Zhan Weiyang likes you.”

       Pei Qing didn’t speak.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I’m sorry to bother you. I don’t think you need to worry too much about Zhan Weiyang’s strange thoughts. Maybe after a while, he’ll be fine. Otherwise, you could just smash the flowerpot into pieces, let him be upset and cry for a while, and he might come to terms with it by the next day.”

       “Better not,” Pei Qing said. “Let’s keep it for him.”

       When Pei Qing came down from upstairs, he saw that Zhan Weiyang was no longer on the balcony. He walked over to lock the balcony door and then went back to the room.

       As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhan Weiyang kneeling on the floor, his body sprawled by the side of the bed, staring blankly with red eyes. Upon seeing him return, Zhan Weiyang immediately raised his head like a startled rabbit, looking at him with reddened eyes.


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Chapter 1

       On a summer night, after a few muffled thunders, it began to rain heavily. The city was drenched with rain in a matter of seconds, even washing out the neon sign that read ‘The Beauty Welcomes the Noble Guests, Indulging Them in a Dreamlike Gentleness’.

       This was a signboard from Lihao. As the largest nightclub in K City, the sudden heavy rain did not have much impact on its business. It was like a demon squatting in the city, exuding a seductive aura that attracted people who were greedy for pleasure, fabricating ambiguous and erotic nights and greedily sucking up the money in their pockets.

       A window in the third-floor corridor was open, and the bright yellow light outlined a dark shadow beside the window. It was of a young man, about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, with particularly conspicuous burgundy hair. The bangs were very long and hung low, almost covering his eyes. He was resting his elbows on the window frame, quietly looking at the rain outside.

       He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a drag. The overly strong nicotine breath rushed into the lungs and irritated his throat, making him cough uncontrollably.

       They said that alcohol relieved worries and smoke dissipated sorrow. As for this cigarette, he still couldn’t get used to it.

       The cigarette burned inch by inch between his fingers. His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, and clean without any traces of labour. His tall and upright figure, dressed in the standard white shirt and black vest of a waiter, looked somewhat handsome, but unfortunately, the bright red, punk-style hair on his head completely ruined the effect. On his chest, he crookedly wore a gold nameplate with a golden eagle emblem on the front and the words ‘Lihao 3rd Floor Waiter—Ah Zhou’ on the back.

       The cigarette was left behind by a guest, quite strong and not from a high-quality brand. The third floor where he worked catered to ordinary customers with modest spending and even more modest tips, unlike the higher floors. The structure of Lihao was very clear: the higher the floor, the more upscale the service, and the more extravagant the customers, leading to higher tips. However, serving those high rollers required more careful attention, and since he had only been there for three months, he hadn’t had a chance for a promotion yet.

       “Tsk, Ah Zhou.” A similarly dressed waiter came out of the private room, leaned over, and grabbed the cigarette in his hand. The waiter took two puffs, then stuffed it back into his hand, grinning, “You’re quite good at slacking off.”

       He frowned slightly, almost unnoticeably, and turned sideways to avoid the man’s approach. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said, “Are you saying I should just stand there and be a spectator while they’re doing that kind of thing inside?”

       The waiter with the name tag ‘Xiao Ding’ on his chest knew what he meant. He smiled, tilted his head and said, “Have you heard that there is a new nightclub in the south of the city, and it is quite big? Ah Qing’s brother works there, and I heard the pay is not bad.”

       “You want to change jobs?”

       “No.” Xiao Ding pointed to the eagle on the name tag on his chest and said with some pride, “K City is Golden Eagle’s territory, and Lihao is Golden Eagle’s industry. We are all Golden Eagle people and anyone daring to compete with us for business is just seeking their own demise.”

       Ah Zhou looked at him noncommittally, “You certainly have a strong sense of belonging.”

       “Of course, the first rule of the employee code is to be loyal to the group.” As he was talking, the buzzer in his hand buzzed. He frowned and said, “This guy keeps asking for drinks, then calls for a girl but complains about the prices, always picking the cheapest options. What a cheapskate… Anyway, stop talking and get in there quickly. It would be a disaster if Ning ge caught you slacking off.” He hurried back to the private room to serve the guests.

       The rain was still falling, washing over the entire city, and the cool and moist wind came with it, blowing away his burgundy hair, which was hanging on his forehead, exposing his entire face.

       It was a very fair face, without any impetuous air. The eyes exposed from under the exaggerated bangs had a distant and lonely look, indifferent to a bit of cold, which was incompatible with this luxurious occasion.

       The buzzer in his pocket vibrated, making a monotonous electronic sound. A trace of exhaustion and boredom flashed across his eyes. He wiped his burgundy hair carelessly, turned around and walked towards the private room he was responsible for. His eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the person looking at him not far away, and his steps stopped. After a moment of astonishment, he quickly lowered his gaze and even deliberately lowered his head to let the bangs on his forehead fall down to cover his eyes and said in a formulaic and plain voice, “Good evening, General Tang, and welcome to Lihao.”

       The man who stopped in the corridor curved his lips and smiled. He walked to him and stood in front of him. He said, “It’s almost the end of your shift. Let’s go out for a snack together?”

       “Thank you. I’m not hungry.” Ah Zhou lowered his gaze and said, “I have to go to work. I wish you a good time at Lihao tonight.” After saying that, he was about to go around the other party but was caught. he was taken aback and instinctively shook his hand to break away, but unexpectedly the other side squeezed it very tightly and didn’t shake it off. He raised his eyebrows at the other party with anger.

       Tang Shaocheng, who had been rejected, initially intended to lose his temper, but the sight of the other party’s cold, stern expression stirred something in his heart. His anger immediately dissipated, and he slowly let go.

       After all, there were so many beautiful young men. He had lowered his pride and persisted for so long just for this rare, distinctive cold demeanour, hadn’t he?

       Tang Shaocheng, who prided himself on his refined taste, always looked down on the women with a whiff of the underworld in the soul-selling cave. One night three months ago, as he was going downstairs, he happened to see a waiter entering the VIP elevator. When their eyes met, the waiter immediately realised and stepped back.

       Just this look was enough to make him stunned. He thought he had it within his grasp, but three months had passed, and he had used every trick in the book without getting him into bed. The fact that he was occasionally willing to have a meal with him alone was a great honour. However, he did not intend to give up.

       This Ah Zhou really made him curious.

       Despite being someone struggling on the lower rungs of society, he never showed any eagerness to please. Even when he was being humble and compliant, there was an indescribable aloofness about him. Though he had an exceptionally handsome face, with eyes as clear as a tranquil pool that could captivate anyone, he stubbornly refused to cut his bright red punk hair. Despite the opportunity to use his connections to advance by associating with influential people, he refused to attend any gatherings or accept any gifts from him. Even though financially strained, he maintained impeccable dining etiquette in upscale venues, exuding a remarkable composure. On one occasion, he inadvertently saw Ah Zhou showing a mocking expression when a waiter said the wrong name of a wine.

       The more he came into contact with him, the more he felt that there was an elegant and calm demeanour in Ah Zhou’s movements. This magnanimity seemed to be innate, and deeply ingrained, and even someone who had been raised in luxury like him might not measure up. For this reason, he had even gone so far as to have someone investigate Ah Zhou’s background, but so far, he had found nothing.

       Beautiful, cold, defensive, and rebellious.

       Like a leopard dormant in the mountains and forests—it was difficult to approach and could not be caught. He was also like a flower on a high mountain, standing proudly on a cliff, tempting people to flock to it.

       Difficult puzzles always sparked a deeper curiosity, making him, as a puzzle-solver, eager to delve into them endlessly.

       “Are you free tomorrow afternoon? I asked someone to bring some beef over from Japan. Let’s try it together.” Tang Shaocheng sometimes felt that Ah Zhou was the true nobleman who would disregard a fortune, while he himself had become the one fawning over a wealthy patron. From the initial novelty to later exerting all his effort to discover who had the upper hand, he found that he only grew more determined in this dynamic, and he even admired his own patience.

       “I have a night shift tomorrow, and I have to sleep in the afternoon.”

       Tang Shaocheng was not surprised at all by his rejection and continued, “Then I will come to your private room tomorrow night.”

       “If General Tang is not afraid of losing reputation by coming to this floor, I don’t mind.”

       “Reputation is nothing compared to you.” Tang Shaocheng smiled, “See you tomorrow night.”

       Ah Zhou looked at him, said, “I’m leaving,” and turned back to room 364. The guests inside were already very drunk. Their bloated bodies were leaning against the almost naked escort Lan Xin, and they kept shouting, “One more round.” Lan Xin threw the dice on the table and said with a sweet smile, “Boss Zhang, you haven’t drunk this plate of fine wine yet. You are a grown man; you can’t play tricks with a little girl like me.” After saying this, he drank heavily from the wine glass in his hand. The fat man drank it all down, muttered noisily for a short while, and was completely drunk.

       Seeing that he didn’t respond, Lan Xin stopped smiling, pushed him aside hard, and said in a cold voice, “Touching and kissing and still not giving a tip. Does he think five hundred yuan is enough to get me to perform? Bah!” After saying that, she neatly picked up a cigarette and put it in her mouth, but the lighter could not be lit. She cursed irritably and turned around to see Ah Zhou standing by the door. She curled her red lips, crossed her legs and hooked her fingers, “Here, light a cigarette for me.”

       Ah Zhou didn’t say anything. He bent down to pick up the red coat that had been thrown on the ground. He walked over and put it on her body. He then took out a lighter from his vest pocket with the words ‘Lihao welcomes you’ printed on it, lit it for her, and then sat down next to her.

       Lan Xin looked at him for a while and then said, “Why? Isn’t this sister good-looking?”

       “Tired of seeing it.”

       Hearing his answer, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “You’re something else… There are plenty of people who want a taste of me, and you’re not interested. Could it be that you’re actually into guys? That Boss Tang seems quite taken with you.”

       “That’s his business.” Ah Zhou said very coldly.

       Lan Xin smiled, hooked his shoulder, and brought the half-smoked cigarette to his mouth, “Take a puff.” Seeing him frown, she stopped her hand and said, “Okay, I won’t play with you anymore. What about this fat guy? I don’t want to stay here with him; it’s greasy and disgusting.”

       A Zhou fiddled with the glowing order device in his hand and said, “Send him to the panoramic suite upstairs.”

       “He is so stingy how can he order that…” Lan Xin paused at this point as if she suddenly came to her senses, her red lips curled up, “You are a bad boy. But, if he gets into trouble…”

       “He is not Lihao’s VIP, no one will care.”

       “That’s right.” She pinched the fat man’s face with her bright red nails and said with a smile, “I’ve let you take advantage of me; this time, I’ll make sure to drain you properly.”

       The top three floors of Lihau featured various high-end rooms, offering the most ‘comprehensive’ services to satisfy those wealthy patrons who were reluctant to wake from their indulgent dreams, with prices often exceeding tens of thousands. Zhang Pangzi, being just a small-time individual boss, usually only sneaked out some private money to indulge himself in secret, liked to get hands-on but was very stingy, even reluctant to leave a tip. He would never have dared to book such an expensive room. When he was drunk, Ah Zhou took the liberty of booking it for him. When Zhang Pangzi woke up and caused a scene, Ah Zhou and Lan Xin both insisted that it was Zhang Pangzi’s own choice. The fat man had no choice but to swallow this silent loss. As a result, he probably wouldn’t have had the money to come back for a long time.

       “The person who is waiting for the guest room will come to pick him up. You can get off work.” Ah Zhou said.

       “Mm. Yuanyuan is still waiting for me at home.” Lan Xin put on her clothes, took out a small mirror from her handbag, and quickly used a wet wipe to remove her lipstick and eyeshadow. Her face, now bare, showed a clean and gentle appearance, lacking the sharp allure of smoky makeup and revealing a softer, more subdued warmth. Compared to other hostesses, at thirty-eight, she was no longer young. There were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and her skin looked somewhat dull from the frequent use of poor-quality cosmetics. Before leaving, she waved her hand and said, “Thank you.”

       Ah Zhou replied, ‘En’. He was indifferent to everyone except Lan Xin because Lan Xin helped him. He was a person who remembered favours.


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Chapter 41

       The name of the boy who greeted Zhan Weiguang was Xu Fengwen, a senior student in the same school as them. Before Zhan Weiguang graduated, they were both on the school basketball team.

       Zhan Weiguang nodded at him and said, “It’s been a long time since we last met.”

       Xu Fengwen smiled and asked, “Do you want to play basketball?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Yeah.”

       Xu Fengwen pointed to a few companions behind him and said, “Do you want to join us? There are exactly six of us.”

       Zhan Weiguang glanced at those people and said, “Forget it, I’m taking my brother to play.”

       Xu Fengwen looked over, somewhat surprised. Because Zhan Weiyang had been hiding behind Pei Qing all this time, he only just now noticed that Zhan Weiyang was actually there. So, he smiled and said, “Alright then, you guys go ahead and play.”

       After that, Xu Fengwen returned to the original court, and Xie Ling immediately turned his eyes away and continued to play basketball.

       Zhan Xiusong was dribbling the ball. He was a little excited and kept urging everyone to hurry up.

       Pei Qing felt Zhan Weiyang still holding his shirt tightly, so he turned around and asked, “Are we going to start?”

       Zhan Weiyang said in a low voice, “Yes.”

       Pei Qing said, “Then do you want to let me go first?”

       Zhan Weiyang reluctantly released his fingers.

       Pei Qing then told Zhan Xiusong and Zhan Weiguang, “I’ll be on the same team as Yangyang.”

       Zhan Xiusong immediately said, “Okay, I’ll be on the same team as Guang ge!” He was mainly afraid that he would be on the same team as Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang heard it and quickly said, “Okay, okay.”

       Zhan Xiusong had never played basketball with Zhan Weiyang before. He approached Zhan Weiguang and whispered, “Do we need to hold back our strength later?”

       Zhan Weiguang squatted down to tie his shoelaces tightly and looked at him, “What strength do you want to hold back?”

       Zhan Xiusong said, “I’m afraid that if I bully Zhan Weiyang too much, he will go and complain to me again.”

       Zhan Weiguang stood up and said, “When did he complain to you?”

       Zhan Xiusong pursed his lips, “Hmph!”

       Zhan Weiguang then said, “Don’t worry, you may not beat him.”

       Zhan Xiusong didn’t believe it at all, “How is it possible!” He threw the basketball into the air with full momentum and said, “Come on!”

       As it turned out, when the time finally came, Zhan Xiusong realised that Zhan Weiguang wasn’t just talking nonsense. Zhan Weiyang not only knew how to play basketball, but he was also very skilled at it.

       Pei Qing was also very good at playing basketball, but he was not at all flashy, just like his personality. His movements were clean and neat, not fancy, but very practical.

       The most terrifying thing was that he and Zhan Weiyang cooperated very well. Almost every time he got the ball, he would find an opportunity to pass it to Zhan Weiyang. Zhan Weiyang shot with a very accurate and light movement. Every time he scored a goal, he would look for Pei Qing with a smile and stubbornly clap hands with him to celebrate.

       Facing such an opponent, even with Zhan Weiguang’s heroic efforts, Zhan Xiusong was still thoroughly defeated and left speechless.

       And because he was fat, he was already out of breath after playing for more than ten minutes, and he couldn’t even run. In the end, he sat under the basketball stand and unscrewed the cap of a Coke bottle to drink water.

       Zhan Weiguang stood by and said, “Why don’t you just forget it.”

       Zhan Xiusong was not convinced and panted and said, “Wait for me to rest for a while, and then continue.”

       At this time, three people left the opposite court, and the rest of the people stopped playing.

       Xu Fengwen stood by their court, holding a basketball to watch the game.

       Zhan Weiguang turned around and saw Xu Fengwen, who waved at him. He then looked down at Zhan Xiusong and said, “Why don’t you take a break on the side? I’ll call my former teammate to come over.”

       Zhan Xiusong said, “No, I want to play!” He wiped the sweat off his face, “How about you call two people, we’ll play 3v3?”

       At this moment, Pei Qing walked over to the basketball hoop, bent down to pick up a bottle of water. He then stood up straight, and twisted open the cap. Zhan Weiyang also walked over.

       He reached out and handed the bottle of water to Zhan Weiyang first.

       But he didn’t expect Zhan Weiyang to misunderstand his action. He didn’t reach out to take the bottle of water but directly opened his mouth, bit the bottle mouth, and then looked at Pei Qing and waited for Pei Qing to feed him.

       Pei Qing paused and then had to tilt the bottom of the bottle slightly, slowly and carefully feeding the water into Zhan Weiyang’s mouth.

       Zhan Weiyang tilted his head, and the pointed Adam’s apple on his white neck slid up the line with the swallowing action.

       Pei Qing suddenly had some thoughts and calmly raised his arm slightly. Seeing that the bottle mouth was about to leave Zhan Weiyang’s lips, Zhan Weiyang quickly stood on tiptoe to reach it but still let some water flow out and slide down along his chin.

       He quickly pushed away half a step, and Pei Qing also withdrew his hand.

       Zhan Weiyang raised his arm, wiped the water off his face, and said, “Oh, it spilt.”

       Pei Qing took back the water bottle, drank a sip with a careless look, and said, “Why are you so careless?”

       Zhan Weiyang felt very embarrassed and said, “I’m sorry.”

       Pei Qing put the bottle cap back, put the water bottle back under the basketball hoop, and walked towards the edge of the court. He saw Zhan Weiyang following him and whispered to him, “Next time, make sure to catch the water properly.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded quickly, “Okay.”

       Pei Qing raised his hand to hug his shoulders, couldn’t help but laugh softly, and said, “Silly Yangyang.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him, a little embarrassed, and lowered his head again.

       When they didn’t notice, Xie Ling stopped by Xu Fengwen on a bicycle and talked to him.

       Zhan Xiusong saw it and said to Zhan Weiguang, “Let’s ask them to come together.”

       Zhan Weiguang hesitated a little but still walked towards Xu Fengwen and asked, “Are you leaving?”

       Xu Fengwen’s tone seemed somewhat regretful, “They’re all done playing.”

       Zhan Weiguang invited him and Xie Ling, “Do you want to join us?”

       Before Xu Fengwen answered, Xie Ling suddenly asked, “Are you Zhan Weiyang’s brother?”

       Zhan Weiguang looked at him and thought he was quite rude. After a moment of silence, he said, “Yes, you are?”

       Xie Ling didn’t answer him but continued to ask, “I saw that he plays basketball very well.”

       Zhan Weiguang’s tone became cold, “Yes, so? Want to give it a try?”

       Xu Fengwen knew the personalities of both people and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, interrupting their conversation and asking Xie Ling, “Do you want to play for a while longer?”

       Xie Ling nodded.

       Zhan Weiguang then turned to Pei Qing and the others and shouted, “Qing ge, my friend wants to join, can he?”

       Before Pei Qing answered, Zhan Weiyang had already grabbed Pei Qing’s wrist tightly and said, “No.”

       Zhan Xiusong stood up from under the basketball stand and said excitedly, “Yes, yes!”

       Everyone was waiting for Pei Qing’s answer.

       Pei Qing looked at Zhan Weiyang’s nervous expression and then at the hand he was holding. Because Zhan Weiyang was holding him too tightly, his knuckles were slightly white. He said to Zhan Weiguang, “Yangyang is not feeling well. Why don’t you four play? I’ll go over with him to rest for a while.”

       Zhan Weiguang frowned and walked towards them. Seeing that Zhan Weiyang’s expression was indeed not good, he asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

       Zhan Weiyang did not answer him.

       Pei Qing said, “I’ll take him to the car to sit for a while.”

       Zhan Weiguang looked at Zhan Weiyang for a long time, and when he was sure that he had no major health problems, he said, “Go ahead, call me if you need anything.”

       Pei Qing patted Zhan Weiyang on the shoulder and said, “Let’s go.”

       Zhan Weiyang hurriedly followed Pei Qing. His steps seemed flustered and hurried.

       On this side, Zhan Weiguang walked back to Xu Fengwen and the others and said, “My brother is not feeling well. He and my older cousin left first, do you guys still want to play?”

       Xu Fengwen said, “I’ll play.” After saying that, he looked at Xie Ling, as if he was unsure of his opinion.

       Unexpectedly, Xie Ling said, “Okay, let’s go.”

       Pei Qing returned to the car, opened all the windows, and opened a new bottle of water for Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang held the bottle and drank it in small sips.

       Pei Qing suddenly said, “Yangyang, do you remember when you first started school, you wrote a love letter to someone, but she threw it away?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked pale and looked at him with some horror.

       Pei Qing asked him, “Do you still like that person now?”


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Chapter 0 – Prologue

I don’t understand your silent protection, and you don’t understand my stubborn persistence.

Through these misunderstandings, we have wasted so much time. How much of the past has been let down?

Before this life runs out, I want to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you,

to shield you from disaster, and dispel your loneliness for you.

Before this life runs out, I want to be your companion,

to walk through the long rivers and setting sun, and to watch the stars and moon together.


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Volume 3 has actually already been translated by another group here
So if you want to read it faster you can read it first on the page I linked~
This book is different from the other book, the other book didn’t have blatant r4p3 as most of the non-consensual scenes in the other book are a CNC (consensual non-consensual) type.


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Chapter 40

       Zhan Pengcheng got up in the morning. The corridor outside was still quiet, and none of the children were awake.

       He washed and changed clothes in his room before coming out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the door to the balcony opposite his door was open.

       Usually, before going to bed at night, Zhan Pengcheng would lock the balcony door. Last night, he even opened the door to check and saw that it was locked. Pei Qing and the others must have closed it when they left. How come the door was open early this morning?

       Zhan Pengcheng felt strange and walked over to look at the balcony. He didn’t see anyone. He saw an oval potato suddenly appear on the ground in front of Zhan Weiyang’s empty flower pot. There were three small wooden sticks stuck on the potato. When he got closer, he found that it was a burnt incense stick, and the potato was still covered with incense ash.

       At that moment, Zhan Pengcheng felt a chill on his back for some reason and shuddered.

       He picked up the potato, went downstairs, and put it on the dining table.

       There was the sound of Auntie Luo making breakfast in the kitchen, and Grandma was still in her room.

       Zhan Pengcheng sat down not long ago when he heard footsteps coming down from upstairs, and Pei Qing appeared at the door of the dining room.

       “Look at this,” Zhan Pengcheng tapped the table with his fingers, “was it Yangyang who did it?”

       Generally, when faced with such puzzling situations, Zhan Pengcheng’s first reaction was always to suspect Zhan Weiyang. He frowned, feeling troubled by how increasingly incomprehensible his younger son was becoming.

       Pei Qing stopped and looked at the remaining incense sticks and potatoes for a while and said, “It’s not Yangyang.”

       Zhan Pengcheng was a little surprised, “Then do you know who it is?”

       Pei Qing walked to the dining table and sat down, saying, “Did Uncle find it on the balcony on the second floor?”

       Zhan Pengcheng hurriedly said, “Yes.”

       Pei Qing said, “It should be Xiusong.”

       Zhan Pengcheng looked confused, “Huh?”

       At this time, Auntie Luo came out with a plate of buns, and saw the things on the table, and said, “This incense was burned by Songsong, right?”

       Zhan Pengcheng asked curiously, “How do you know that too?”

       Auntie Luo said, “This boy came downstairs very late last night, wanting to go out alone. I happened to see him and asked where he was going. He said he was going to buy incense. I told him that it was too late for any stores to be open, so I took some leftover incense from our last ancestor worship out of the cabinet and gave it to him. The potato was also something he took from the kitchen.”

       After saying that, Auntie Luo heard the porridge boiling in the kitchen and hurried back.

       Zhan Pengcheng looked at Pei Qing and asked in confusion, “What does it mean?”

       Pei Qing took a box of milk, put a straw in it, and said, “It was about the quarrel between him and Yangyang yesterday. Yangyang wanted him to apologise to the flowerpot, and he sarcastically asked if he should burn some incense. Maybe out of spite, he actually burned a stick of incense.”

       Zhan Pengcheng laughed dryly, “It’s not a big deal. Is it really necessary?”

       Pei Qing also smiled and said, “It’s a big deal for them.”

       “Oh my-” Zhan Pengcheng sighed, “So Uncle is old and doesn’t understand what these young people are thinking; this is why Yangyang doesn’t love his Dad anymore.” The more he talked, the sadder he became.

       Pei Qing held the straw in his mouth, looked up at Zhan Pengcheng, and said nothing.

       Not long after, the others came downstairs to have breakfast.

       Zhan Pengcheng was eager to resolve the conflict between Zhan Weiyang and Zhan Xiusong. When he saw Zhan Weiyang coming downstairs, he said to him, “Your brother has apologised to your flower pot and even burned incense. Can you forgive him?”

       Zhan Weiyang glanced at the potatoes on the table and turned to look at Zhan Xiusong, who was coming downstairs behind him.

       Zhan Xiusong walked directly to the dining table, grabbed the potatoes and walked towards the kitchen. After a while, he heard him ask Auntie Luo in the kitchen, “Can this potato still be eaten?”

       Auntie Luo said, “It can be eaten; no need to waste it.”

       Zhan Pengcheng smiled and asked them to sit down and have breakfast.

       Zhan Weiyang said to Zhan Xiusong, “Since you apologised to my flower pot and my flower pot is already healed, let’s forget it.”

       Zhan Xiusong lowered his head and mumbled something that no one heard clearly.

       Zhan Pengcheng was very happy, “Let’s agree not to get angry anymore. Let’s enjoy the rest of the holiday together.”

       That afternoon, Zhan Xiusong took the initiative to show his goodwill to Zhan Weiyang and asked him if he wanted to play basketball together.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Pei Qing, “Are you going to play basketball too?”

       Pei Qing said, “If you want to go, go.”

       Zhan Weiyang said quickly, “I want to go!”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “Then go.”

       The four of them went out with basketballs. There were no empty courts near the neighbourhood. Zhan Weiguang said there was another court near their school, but it was a little far to walk there, so Pei Qing went back and drove everyone there.

       Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang went to the same high school, and he was more familiar with the outside of the school than Zhan Weiyang. He showed Pei Qing the way and asked him to drive the car to a nearby cultural palace and find an empty basketball court.

       Zhan Weiyang followed Pei Qing to the basketball court. He was a little excited because he had wanted to play basketball with Pei Qing and Zhan Weiguang a long time ago, but they never took him to play.

       Pei Qing held the basketball in his hand, suddenly stopped, and passed it to Zhan Weiyang with some force.

       Zhan Weiyang reacted quickly and caught it, smiling. He hugged the basketball and continued walking. But as soon as he walked into the court, he saw several people playing basketball on the other side of the court, and his smile froze on his face.

       No one noticed it at that time.

       There were two courts here, and the four of them only needed half a court. The other court was quite lively, as if someone was playing a game, and several teenagers had occupied the court on their side.

       Those teenagers were students from Zhan Weiyang’s school, and he was quite familiar with one of them, Xie Ling.

       Zhan Weiyang’s System had not harassed him for several days. He almost forgot about Xie Ling, but he didn’t expect to see Xie Ling suddenly today. At that moment, a buzzing noise sounded in his head.

       He stopped and looked in the direction of Xie Ling with a pale face. He felt like that sound was the System starting up. Though he hadn’t conversed with it, it continued to harass and erode his emotions, leaving him with an inexplicable sense of panic.

       Pei Qing was the first to notice that Zhan Weiyang was not in the right state. He followed Zhan Weiyang’s dull line of sight and glanced at the court over there, saw Xie Ling, then walked in front of Zhan Weiyang, bent down slightly to look at him, and asked him, “What’s wrong, Yangyang?”

       Pei Qing occupied Zhan Weiyang’s line of sight, and the noise in his head disappeared at once. He suddenly came back to his senses, his gaze fell on Pei Qing’s face, and said, “Ah?”

       Pei Qing said, “You are in a daze.”

       Zhan Weiyang was a little flustered. He lowered his head to look at the basketball in his hand and said, “I’m not.”

       Pei Qing turned around and looked at Xie Ling again. He wanted to ask Zhan Weiyang what he was thinking of, but when his gaze fell on Zhan Weiyang’s forehead, he found that his face was not only pale but even sweating a little. So the words he originally wanted to say were changed to, “Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you are not feeling well, let’s go back.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his head quickly and said, “No.” He had wanted to play basketball with Pei Qing for a long time.

       Pei Qing raised his hand and patted his shoulder, “Then let’s play basketball?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded quickly.

       Zhan Xiusong and Zhan Weiguang had already stood at the bottom of the court. Zhan Xiusong urged Zhan Weiyang, “What are you doing? Come over here quickly.”

       Zhan Weiyang heard this and threw the basketball in his hand to him first and then slowly walked towards the court. He followed Pei Qing and secretly stretched out a hand to grab Pei Qing’s clothes. He only lowered his head to look at Pei Qing’s back and tried not to look at Xie Ling.

       They walked to the basketball stand, and Zhan Weiguang lowered his voice and asked Pei Qing, “What’s wrong?”

       Pei Qing shook his head and turned to look at Xie Ling on the opposite court.

       Xie Ling didn’t notice them. He was concentrating on dribbling past people and then made a beautiful jump shot, but unfortunately, it was a little off. It hit the basket frame and didn’t go in. He landed on the ground, moving his wrist and walking two steps on the spot.

       At this time, a teenager who was playing basketball with him picked up the basketball that was rolling on the ground, held it in his hands and walked towards Zhan Weiguang and the others, waving his arms and shouting loudly, “Zhan Weiguang!” Xie Ling then looked up and saw Zhan Weiyang hiding behind Pei Qing.


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Side Story 2 – Venus

Side Story 2: Venus

       Zhuo Yue enjoyed cooking and had recently learned several new dishes from the Old Zhao. Happily, he packed two portions and went to find Fang Mingyan, who had been working overtime, intending to have dinner together. He arrived smoothly at the secretary’s office, where Julie, the secretary, spotted him. She glanced towards the inner office and smiled, saying, “Chairman Fang had instructed that whenever you came, you could go straight in.”

       Zhuo Yue pushed the door open and was stunned.

       In the huge office, a naked young man stood in the centre, his clothes scattered on the floor. Fang Mingyan sat behind the large table with a cold face. When he saw Zhuo Yue coming in, he was slightly startled and stood up.

       Zhuo Yue felt a wave of suffocation in his chest. He took a step back, closed the door, and placed the food containers on Julie’s desk hastily, saying, “He’s busy, and I don’t want to disturb him. Please give this to him later.” With that, he turned to leave but was stopped as the man hurriedly chased after him and grabbed his wrist.

       The hand holding him was slightly firm, and Fang Mingyan’s dark eyes had a deep and soft light. He looked at him very seriously.

       Zhuo Yue pursed his lips and asked softly, “Are you done with business?”

       The man said nothing. The man grabbed his hand and led him into the office. At this moment, the naked young man had already put on his clothes. When he saw the two people coming in, he had a look of embarrassment in his eyes.

       Only then did Zhuo Yue see the other party’s appearance clearly. He was only about 17 or 18 years old, very beautiful, and wore a Huasheng trainee badge on his clothes. Seeing Zhuo Yue looking at him, he bit his lip and lowered his head.

       “Get out.” Fang Mingyan’s voice was cold.

       The trainee trembled, silently walked to the door, paused for a moment but said nothing, opened the door and left.

       They were the only two people left in the office.

       The man slightly raised Zhuo Yue’s cheek and asked, “Are you angry?”

       He looked at the other person with bright black eyes and asked, “Master, do you think I should be angry?”

       Fang Mingyan had a gentle smile in his eyes, “I was expecting you to be angry.”

       “Such a picture is not enough to shake my trust in you. But the first time I saw it, it wasn’t very pleasant.” Zhuo Yue said frankly. He trusted the other person wholeheartedly and never hid his true feelings. He thought for a moment and asked, “He did this because he wanted to get a chance to debut from you, right?”

       “You guessed right on target, Mr. Holmes.”

       “The days as a trainee were tough, filled with endless monotonous practice. There was hope in my heart, yet no visible way forward,” Zhuo Yue said, looking down. “I kind of understand why he would do this. After all, I’ve done the same thing when I felt trapped with no way out.”

       “You are different from him.” Fang Mingyan said slowly, “Before you came to me, you shouldered the debt alone and made every effort to repay it. Your purpose was very simple, and you had no complicated desires. The person just now is the least diligent among all the trainees. He did not try his best to improve himself and reach the standard for a debut. He just wanted to use me to take a shortcut.”

       Zhuo Yue was silent for a while and sighed, “It’s quite unfortunate for him to meet a boss like you.”

       “Until you’ve formally signed the termination contract, I’m still your boss,” the man said, leaning in with his arms braced on either side of Zhuo Yue. He slowly lowered himself, his voice carrying a hint of ambiguity. “If I haven’t been a good boss, I’m willing to make it up to you in other ways.”

       Zhuo Yue was imprisoned between the desk and Fang Mingyan’s body with no way to escape. He could only fall down on the table as the other party pressed down, blushing and calling, “Master…”

       The man was like a big cat, trapping the prey under his paws, kissing, licking and teasing it wantonly. Considering that there would be a meeting soon and it would be difficult to enjoy the whole thing, he did not intrude substantially and let Zhuo Yue go after lingering for a while.

       Zhuo Yue was overwhelmed with emotions, and he couldn’t help but gasp for breath. It took him a long time to recover. When Julie brought the lunch box in, he was sitting on the sofa pretending to read a book with a faint blush on his ears.

       “It’s delicious. Did you make it?” Fang Mingyan added a lotus root slice and tasted it carefully.

       “Yes, I made it according to the steps written by Old Zhao.” He took the meatballs from his lunch box and gave them to the other party. It happened that the man also took one for him.

       They both laughed at the same time.

       The executive meeting at Huasheng didn’t finish until ten o’clock in the evening, and light rain began to fall in the night sky. Zhuo Yue, who walked to the door with Fang Mingyan, happily reached out to catch the rain and said, “This seems to be the first spring rain this year. Can we go for a walk together?”

       “Okay.” The man opened his umbrella and held him close to him.

       There were not many pedestrians on the road at this time. The two walked slowly side by side.

       “Master, have you ever regretted anything?” Zhuo Yue.

       “Yes.” Fang Mingyan saw him, turning his face to look at him curiously and smiled, “The first one is about a cat, and the second one is about a person.”

       “I heard Zhang Yi talk about cats.” Zhuo Yue hesitated and said, “Can I ask about the person?”

       In the drizzle of the night, there was gentle star light in the man’s eyes, “What I regret is that I didn’t keep you by my side when I first met you.”

       Zhuo Yue raised his eyebrows and kissed his lips.

       Later, they adopted a stray kitten. Because of its golden eyes, Fang Mingyan named it ‘Venus’, which means ‘the golden star’.1Venus in chinese is 金(gold)星(star)

       When Zhuo Yue lost out on the Silver Star Award for Best Actor in a Motion Picture because of unfair judging, he refused to accept the award on the spot, posting a photo of the kitten on his social media site with the following message.

       “You look up at the dazzling Milky Way, but I will only look at the golden star that belongs to me.”

 

[Afterwords]

The story of Fang Mingyan and Zhuo Yue concludes here.

This is my second BDSM novel. In fact, the first book, ‘Surrender’, was unexpectedly well-received by many readers, which was both surprising and delightful for me. This time, I chose Lion, a popular supporting character, as the protagonist for ‘Surrender II’. It tells the story set in the entertainment industry, exploring the relationship between Dom and Sub, navigating through obstacles, and ultimately overcoming doubts and barriers to find love. It continues the main theme of its predecessor, creating an overall light and sweet atmosphere. In this story, I aimed to develop the plot through changes in the characters’ psychology and their mutual influences, hoping to evoke a different experience for readers.

I hope you enjoy it.

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Notes:
This concludes the second book of Surrender!
The third book has been translated by someone else; you can check it out here
As I explained before, for me personally the third book is my least favourite of all, so I will take a very slow time to update the third book while updating the fourth book at the same time 😀
Since I also have another promise to translate another sequel of another series *cough*, it will take me a few months to start both of the books. (I’m planning to start it around September tho, dw)
Thank you to everyone who supported me and I hope you guys have a good time reading this 😀


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Chapter 39

       Until dinner time, Zhan Xiusong could not appear in front of Zhan Weiyang. As long as he appeared, Zhan Weiyang would stare at him with a sad and accusing look.

       At first, Zhan Xiusong could still look back at him, but after a long time, he couldn’t stand it and could only pretend not to see him.

       When the family sat down to eat dinner, Zhan Xiusong had to change seats with Auntie Luo and sit at a side angle where Zhan Weiyang couldn’t look directly at him so that he felt a little more comfortable.

       Zhan Pengcheng noticed something was wrong, and he asked, “What’s wrong? Yangyang and Songsong are having a quarrel?”

       No one answered him at the table.

       Zhan Pengcheng had to say, “You guys are in high school; why are you still acting like a child? You both are brothers; why make such a big deal out of it?” After that, he deliberately said to Zhan Weiyang in a gentle and flattering tone, “Right?”

       Zhan Weiyang still didn’t speak.

       At this time, Grandma said, “It must be Songsong who bullied Yangyang. Songsong, don’t bully Yangyang!”

       Zhan Xiusong was immediately dissatisfied, “Grandma, you are too unfair”

       Grandma said, “Yangyang is the best-behaved, never causing trouble. It’s you who’s mischievous and causing trouble at home. You’re so big now, yet you still bully Yangyang gege.”

       Zhan Xiusong put down his chopsticks and said in a muffled voice, “I don’t want to eat anymore.” Then he stood up and walked out of the dining room.

       Zhan Pengcheng hurriedly called him, “Xiusong! Xiusong!”

       Zhan Xiusong did not respond and went upstairs directly.

       Zhan Pengcheng had to say to Zhan Weiguang, “You go and persuade him to come down to eat.”

       Zhan Weiguang put down his chopsticks, stood up with a cold face and walked towards the stairs.

       Afterwards, Zhan Pengcheng said to his grandmother, “Mom, why do you say that about Xiusong? He is still a child, and it’s not often that he comes to play.”

       Grandma, on the other hand, looked angry and said, “I will call his father and scold him later.”

       Zhan Pengcheng shook his head helplessly and turned to Pei Qing, “What happened?”

       Pei Qing said, “Xiu Song stepped on Weiyang’s flower pot, and the two of them had a quarrel.”

       Zhan Pengcheng looked at Zhan Weiyang, “It’s not a big deal. My Yangyang is the most sensible. He doesn’t argue with his younger brother. Dad will buy you a flowerpot, okay? How many do you want?”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and whispered in a muffled voice, “I just want my flower pot.”

       Zhan Pengcheng didn’t hear what he said clearly, and reached out to rub his head, “Yangyang is the best.”

       Pei Qing’s mobile phone suddenly rang at this time. He took it out of his bag and answered it. After listening quietly for a while, he said, “Yes, I’ll be there right away.” Then he hung up the phone and looked up at Zhan Pengcheng said, “I’m going to pick up a parcel.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his head and said, “I’ll go too.”

       Zhan Pengcheng quickly stopped Zhan Weiyang and said, “Eat your meal first.”

       Zhan Weiyang had already stood up. He said, “No, I’m going to pick up a parcel with Qing ge.” After that, he trotted out of the dining room behind Pei Qing.

       Zhan Pengcheng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He couldn’t help but sigh.

       That afternoon, Pei Qing found an online store selling professional ceramic repair glue in the city. He paid extra money and asked the owner to ship the goods immediately. Only then could he receive them during dinner.

       They arrived at the neighbourhood’s express delivery point, and when Pei Qing took the package from the courier, Zhan Weiyang looked closer, raised his head and asked him, “Are you going to fix my flowerpot with that?”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “I’m going to fix your flowerpot with this.”

       Zhan Weiyang was very happy, “That’s great.”

       When they returned home, Zhan Weiyang’s mood had become noticeably better. He walked the short distance from the living room to the dining room and kept talking to Pei Qing with a smile.

       When they sat down, Zhan Pengcheng asked him, “Is Yangyang no longer angry?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t see Zhan Xiusong, just smiled at Pei Qing and said, “En.”

       Zhan Weiguang also came back. He couldn’t call Zhan Xiusong back for dinner, so he came down and said, “Let him be. Anyway, skipping a meal won’t make him lose weight.”

       Zhan Pengcheng felt a little headache, so he had to say, “You guys eat first, and we’ll talk after you finish eating.”

       After dinner, Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang squatted on the second-floor balcony, preparing to repair the flower pots with the tools they bought. It was not dark yet; Pei Qing opened the instruction manual in the box and read it carefully.

       Zhan Weiyang squatted beside him and leaned in to read it together.

       Zhan Pengcheng went up to the second floor and went to Zhan Weiyang’s room to find Zhan Xiusong first, asking him if he had eaten enough and whether he wanted to go downstairs to ask Auntie Luo to cook him a bowl of noodles. After being rejected, he came out of the room and turned around to see the two of them squatting on the balcony.

       He walked over, stood behind Pei Qing, and looked for a while, then bent down and reached out to lift the flower pot that had been broken into two halves.

       Zhan Weiyang saw it and hurriedly said, “Dad, don’t touch it.”

       Zhan Pengcheng put the flower pot down and said, “There is no need to repair this one. Don’t you want to buy another one?”

       Zhan Weiyang had already lowered his head and leaned close to Pei Qing, looking at it attentively, and said at the same time, “No.”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked around on the balcony with his hands behind his back and found that no one had paid attention to him. So he had to turn around, leave the balcony and go back to his room.

       The repair glue was not difficult to use, but Pei Qing was worried that the flower pots were too heavy and would not bond well if they were only glued with it.

       He raised his head and looked at Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang also looked at him strangely and asked, “What’s the matter?”

       Pei Qing said, “If I fix the flower pot, you may not be able to squat inside it in the future.”

       Zhan Weiyang was surprised, “Why?”

       Pei Qing folded the instruction manual in his hand and gently knocked it on top of Zhan Weiyang’s head, “I’m afraid you will crush it again.”

       Zhan Weiyang was still surprised and said, “It didn’t crack before.”

       Pei Qing knocked again, “It wasn’t cracked before, but now it’s patched with glue.” After a short pause, he asked Zhan Weiyang, “Do you want to mend it or buy a new one?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked tangled.

       Pei Qing said, “Hurry up and decide, three, two, one–“

       Zhan Weiyang said hurriedly, “It needs to be fixed!”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “Come on then.”

       It got dark before they knew it. They turned on the light above the balcony door and applied repair glue to mend the broken section of the flowerpot under the dim light. It was originally a simple job, but because the flowerpot was large, it added a lot of work. Pei Qing was also worried that the glue would dry too quickly, so he was somewhat anxious. Finally, after finally glueing the two pieces of the flowerpot together, they squatted down and watched for a while.

       Zhan Weiyang reached out to touch it.

       Pei Qing grabbed his hand and pulled it back, saying, “Don’t touch it. The glue hasn’t dried yet.”

       Zhan Weiyang said nervously, “Okay.” He retracted his hand between his thigh and upper body and pressed it down.

       “Will it be okay?” he asked Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing picked up the things that were thrown on the ground, put the remaining repair glue into the express carton, and said, “It will be fine. Just leave it here and not touch it in the future.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I want to grow inside it in the future.”

       Pei Qing looked at him.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt embarrassed. Pei Qing had clearly said that he could not squat in it again after the repair, and he had chosen to repair it instead of buying a new one, but now he had no other choice. He had to take root and sprout in it. He whispered, “I don’t know what to do either, and I’m worried my roots might damage it.”

       He thought his roots would grow and spread in the soil and maybe push into the original crack of the flowerpot and push it open.

       Pei Qing couldn’t help but sigh softly. He squatted for too long, changed his posture and sat on the ground, stretched his long legs a little, pressed his hands under his knees, and said, “Your roots, huh.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded and followed suit, sitting on the ground and sneaking close to Pei Qing’s side.

       Pei Qing said, “Then I’ll dig you out and keep you with me, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned for a moment. He looked up at Pei Qing’s profile and whispered, “Ah?”

       Pei Qing said, “Or what do you say?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I will dirty your clothes.”

       “Why would it get dirty?”

       “There’s soil.”

       “Wash it, and it will be gone.”

       “I’ll die without soil, won’t I?”

       “No.”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t understand, “But don’t all trees grow in the soil?”

       Pei Qing said, “But no one is going to turn into a fortune tree. You’re not an ordinary fortune tree either, and you don’t necessarily need soil, do you?”

       Zhan Weiyang thought for a while and denied it, “No, I’m just an ordinary fortune tree.”

       Pei Qing couldn’t help laughing and asked him, “Why?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked very serious, “No reason, I’m really an ordinary fortune tree.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Then are you not a good-looking fortune tree?”

       Zhan Weiyang smiled but didn’t answer. He reached out and gently placed his hand on the edge of the flowerpot and said, “I’ve tried my best to save you; if you crack by me in the future, I’ll just have to get another flower pot, but I’ll always remember you.” After that, he lowered his head and kissed the flowerpot.


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