Author: hoenimochi (Page 5 of 78)

MTL and currently learning HSK

Chapter 48

September 9, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Zhan Weiyang had a limited understanding of what kissing entailed. In the darkness, he opened his eyes wide, feeling Pei Qing’s lips against his. His first reaction was still to wonder what he should do next.

       Then he heard Pei Qing’s voice, muffled against his lips, whispering, “Open your mouth.”

       Zhan Weiyang was a little confused but opened his mouth obediently, and then he finally knew what kissing was.

       At that moment, Zhan Weiyang first felt his scalp tingling. He couldn’t bear it. He subconsciously wanted to hide back and raised his hand to grab Pei Qing’s arm.

       However, Pei Qing pressed his hand on the back of Zhan Weiyang’s neck and didn’t allow him to dodge at all.

       Zhan Weiyang lost the strength to struggle. He tightened all ten fingers holding Pei Qing’s arm, and his fingertips turned slightly white due to the loss of blood. He breathed rapidly; his chest rose and fell violently, but there was not much room for movement, and he was pressed tightly against Pei Qing’s chest.

       Soon, his eyebrows and eyes turned red, and tears gradually flashed in his eyes. His legs were so sore that he could not support his body, but Pei Qing was still holding his waist to let him stand.

       He didn’t know how long it took before Pei Qing finally let go of Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang looked up at him with a dull expression, and he didn’t come back to his senses for a long time.

       Pei Qing raised his hand to touch Zhan Weiyang’s forehead and hair, and his fingers swept through his hair. He then bent down to pick up the meal box beside him and said, “Going home?”

       Zhan Weiyang followed him back in a daze, and only when he walked to a well-lit area could he see the vivid red colour of his cheeks and lips.

       When they returned home, there was no one in the living room on the first floor. Grandma and Auntie Luo stayed in their respective rooms and didn’t come out. Maybe Grandma had already fallen asleep at this time, and Auntie Luo was probably watching TV, leaving only a small light at the entrance.

       They changed their shoes. Pei Qing carried the remaining dumplings into the kitchen and put them in the refrigerator. When he came out, he saw Zhan Weiyang still standing blankly under the ceiling light at the entrance.

       He walked over and asked Zhan Weiyang, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him, and his face turned redder.

       Pei Qing lowered his voice when he spoke as if he was afraid of disturbing Grandma and Auntie Luo. He said to Zhan Weiyang, “Then let’s go upstairs.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       The second floor was dark. Pei Qing walked in front, turned on the light in the corridor, then opened the bathroom door and said, “Go take a shower first.”

       Zhan Weiyang stood against the wall in the corridor with his hands behind his back, picking his fingers nervously. He said, “Will you take a shower with me?”

       Pei Qing had planned to go back to the room first, but stopped and leaned against the wall, asking him, “Why do we have to take a shower together?”

       Zhan Weiyang blushed and said, “Do you want to kiss me again?”

       Pei Qing asked, “Do you want me to kiss you again?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded quickly. Pei Qing crossed his arms and asked, “So Yangyang likes it?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Yes.”

       Pei Qing asked, “How much do you like it?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him with a pair of round eyes and said, “So much.”

       Pei Qing put his hands down and walked slowly to him. This time, he did not hug Zhan Weiyang again but bent down slightly, put his hands behind his back, and kissed Zhan Weiyang’s lips again.

       Zhan Weiyang was sensible, and he took the initiative to open his mouth to welcome the kiss.

       After a while, when Zhan Weiyang sensed that Pei Qing was about to pull away, he reluctantly stood on tiptoe, leaning forward to follow him.

       “Okay, okay,” Pei Qing said with a smile, holding Zhan Weiyang’s shoulders with both hands and saying, “Stop making trouble. Go take a shower, and go to bed after taking a shower. You have classes tomorrow.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked again, “Then don’t you want to take a shower with me?”

       Pei Qing shook her head, “I won’t take a shower with you.”

       Zhan Weiyang felt a sense of regret. As he turned to leave, he remembered something and stopped to ask Pei Qing, “Then will you sleep with me?”

       Pei Qing said, “I won’t sleep with you either.”

       Zhan Weiyang showed a disappointed expression and said, “But you kissed me.”

       Pei Qing hummed and said, “I kissed you, and then what?”

       Zhan Weiyang blushed and said, “After the kiss, don’t you want to have sex with me?”

       Pei Qing was silent for a while. He raised his hand and gently touched his lips. He looked at him for a long time before saying, “Didn’t you say that you can only have sex when you are 18 years old?”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly remembered, and he opened his mouth wide, “Yeah, I forgot.”

       Pei Qing took his hand and led him to the bathroom door, “So you should take a shower.”

       Zhan Weiyang said dejectedly, “Oh.”

       Pei Qing leaned against the door and looked at him for a while. When he turned to leave, he heard Zhan Weiyang call him again.

       Zhan Weiyang blushed for the last time and said, “So it’s not okay to just take a shower without having sex?”

       Pei Qing said, “No.”

       Zhan Weiyang was obviously disappointed.

       Pei Qing leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Because gege won’t be able to help it.” After that, he stepped away from Zhan Weiyang, touched his head and said, “Be good, go.”

       Zhan Weiyang took a shower by himself. When he returned to his room after taking a shower, he looked in the direction of Pei Qing’s room when he closed the door. Seeing that his door was always closed, he had to close the door himself, go in, and sit down by the bed.

       He sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking back to the kiss just now, and his face blushed again unconsciously. He then couldn’t help but smile.

       He felt sweet and shy at the same time. Lying down on the bed, he hugged the neatly folded blanket and rolled twice to the foot of the bed, then rolled twice back to the head of the bed.

       Earlier, when Pei Qing asked him how much he liked it, Zhan Weiyang felt that he hadn’t expressed it well enough. It should be so, so, so much—so much that he wanted to be with Pei Qing every day, to have Pei Qing kiss him every day.

       When Zhan Weiyang rolled for the fifth time, his door was suddenly opened from the outside.

       Zhan Weiyang looked up and saw Zhan Pengcheng standing at the door.

       Zhan Pengcheng was still wearing a suit and tie. He had a tall figure and made the suit look very good on him. Seeing Zhan Weiyang rolling on the bed, he said in surprise, “I thought you were asleep.”

       He usually knocked on the door before entering Zhan Weiyang’s room. Only at night, when he thought Zhan Weiyang was asleep, would he open the door and come in to see if Zhan Weiyang had closed the window and covered the quilt.

       Zhan Weiyang turned over and sat up, facing Zhan Pengcheng, and said, “Ah.”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked into the room, smelling of alcohol, and asked, “Why haven’t you slept yet?” He then walked to the window and lifted a corner of the curtain to see if it was closed.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’ll be asleep soon.” After that, he asked, “Did Dad drink?”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked to the bed and stopped, “Dad had to work and socialise, so he drank a little, but he didn’t get drunk.”

       Zhan Weiyang hugged the quilt and nodded.

       Zhan Pengcheng saw that his face was red and reached out to touch his forehead. He then asked, “You don’t have a cold, right?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head.

       Zhan Pengcheng felt that his forehead was slightly sweaty and asked curiously, “Is it hot?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “A little bit.”

       Zhan Pengcheng then went back to the window and opened it just a little. He then said, “Just to let some air in, don’t open it too wide. You don’t want to catch a cold at night.”

       Zhan Weiyang sat on the bed without saying anything.

       Zhan Pengcheng walked towards the door, “Then go to bed quickly. You have classes tomorrow. What day is tomorrow? You have classes, right?” Maybe because he was drunk, his mind was not very clear.

       Zhan Weiyang answered him, “Yes.”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked to the door, left the door a crack after going out, poked his head in and said to Zhan Weiyang, “Yangyang, say goodnight to Dad.”

       Zhan Weiyang obediently replied, “Goodnight, Dad.”

       Zhan Pengcheng smiled and closed the door.

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Chapter 47

September 6, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Pei Qing did not answer Zhan Weiyang’s question immediately but continued to clean up his desk. He put all the used dishes into a plastic bag and threw them into the trash can. Then he came back to his seat, looked at Zhan Weiyang and asked him, “Why do you think so?”

       Zhan Weiyang’s tone was full of nervousness and anxiety, “I don’t know, I guessed.”

       Pei Qing said, “Why do you guess so?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him silently for a while, lowered his head, and pinched his fingers nervously, “You said you would treat her to a meal.”

       Pei Qing said, “Didn’t I treat you to a meal? I also treated you to a meal.”

       Zhan Weiyang thought for a while and said, “She is a girl. And she just touched you.”

       Pei Qing couldn’t help laughing but didn’t laugh out loud. He just asked, “How did she touch me?”

       Zhan Weiyang reached out and touched Pei Qing’s chest with an unhappy face.

       Pei Qing looked down and said, “My clothes are a little messy.”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t want to hear this and just insisted, “Then do you want to date her?”

       Pei Qing finally smiled and said, “I’m not in love with her.”

       Zhan Weiyang immediately looked intently at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing continued, “I’m not in love with her, and I won’t date other girls, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang’s eyes were already filled with joy, and he asked, “Really?”

       Pei Qing nodded and smiled at him, “Really.”

       Zhan Weiyang finally couldn’t help smiling, and looked at Pei Qing with his bright eyes without blinking.

       Pei Qing raised one hand, gently placed it on his head, and asked him, “Are you happy?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded quickly.

       Pei Qing asked again, “Why are you so happy?”

       Zhan Weiyang smiled and said, “I don’t know either.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Then, if you don’t want gege to date her… Tell me, who can I date?”

       Zhan Weiyang almost blurted out ‘me’, but at the critical moment, he remembered that he couldn’t say that; the System would definitely deduct his points. So he held back and thought for a while to find a suitable way to express it, “Anyway, not with anyone else.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Who is not someone else?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything.

       Pei Qing didn’t force him to ask and said to him, “Then you sit here and wait for me for a while. We’ll go back after I finish the last form, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing returned his attention to the computer screen, opened the keyboard drawer and continued to complete his form.

       Zhan Weiyang watched quietly from the side. After a while, he stood up and hugged Pei Qing from behind, put his face on his shoulder, and whispered, “Me.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “What?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t answer.

       Pei Qing grabbed his hand, “You what?”

       Zhan Weiyang still didn’t say anything.

       Pei Qing clicked the mouse to save the form, then closed the document, reached out to turn off the computer screen, and said to Zhan Weiyang, “Let’s go. We’re going back.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked up and asked, “Is it finished?”

       In fact, it was not finished, but Pei Qing didn’t want to continue working now. He said, “Yes, the work is finished. Let’s go home.”

       Zhan Weiyang immediately said, “Okay.”

       When they came out of the office building, it was already completely dark, and there were not many pedestrians around.

       Pei Qing carried the box with the remaining dumplings in one hand, grabbed Zhan Weiyang’s wrist with the other hand, and pulled him towards the bus stop.

       There were almost no passengers waiting for the bus next to the bus stop. There were only the two of them, standing in front of the station billboard with white lights on.

       Pei Qing touched Zhan Weiyang’s hand and asked him, “Are you cold?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head.

       The weather had been bad these days, so the temperature had dropped a lot. Zhan Weiyang wore a T-shirt over a light yellow sweater on the outside. Although it was a loose style, it still made him look thin.

       Pei Qing raised his hand and unbuttoned his coat from the collar. He then took off his coat and put it on Zhan Weiyang’s back.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him and said, “I’m not cold.”

       Pei Qing said, “Your hands are cold.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “No.”

       Pei Qing smiled and said nothing, looking down at him, and then flicked Zhan Weiyang’s forehead with his fingers.

       Zhan Weiyang looked up and smiled shyly. He raised his hand to rub his forehead, then lowered his head and leaned closer to Pei Qing, rubbing his sleeve.

       Pei Qing reached out and put his arm around Zhan Weiyang’s shoulders, applying a bit of force before finally letting go.

       After the rush hour, the bus came a little slowly. They waited for almost five minutes before they got on this bus. After getting on, they saw that there were still many empty seats in the back row.

       The two sat in the last row, and the seats next to them were empty. As long as the people in front didn’t look back, no one could see them.

       After the bus started, Zhan Weiyang secretly leaned his head on Pei Qing’s shoulder. He moved very slowly, from leaning lightly at the beginning to completely relaxing his strength on Pei Qing’s shoulder. He didn’t feel the other party’s rejection, so he was completely relieved.

       The lights were on inside the bus. When Zhan Weiyang looked at the window glass, he could see the shadows of himself and Pei Qing. Pei Qing’s reflection on the glass was his side face with a handsome and neat outline. He was looking forward quietly. Zhan Weiyang couldn’t understand the emotions in his eyes, but he felt very relieved and gentle.

       So Zhan Weiyang hoped that this road could go on. If this bus had no end, he would always be so comfortable and happy to lean on Pei Qing.

       After getting off the bus, the two walked home together. After entering the neighbourhood, the light became dim. Zhan Weiyang wore Pei Qing’s coat—the sleeves and the hem of which were wobbly. He walked happily with his head down.

       Zhan Weiyang saw a corner of his home building from the bushes in the neighbourhood. He pulled Pei Qing and said, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing stopped and asked him, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Come with me, please.” After that, he pulled Pei Qing into a small path.

       The path was lined with greenery on both sides. Apart from the occasional joggers and walkers in the early morning and evening, there were usually no people around. By this time, it was completely dark, and there were no streetlights nearby. The only faint light came from distant spotlights scattered across the grass, illuminating the area. The surroundings were completely deserted.

       Zhan Weiyang took a deep breath, raised his hand to wrap around Pei Qing’s neck, and slowly leaned in, pouting his lips. He stopped just before his lips touched Pei Qing’s.

       Pei Qing looked down at him and asked, “What?”

       Zhan Weiyang showed him his mouth, “Mmm.”

       Pei Qing was silent for a while. He raised one hand and pinched Zhan Weiyang’s mouth with his fingers.

       Zhan Weiyang quickly broke free and said anxiously, “It’s not like that.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “What is it then?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I learned it from someone.”

       “Oh,” Pei Qing’s voice lowered a little, “Who did you learn it from?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Chen Youyou.”

       Pei Qing continued to ask him, “Then how did he teach you?”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt embarrassed to use his fingers to show Pei Qing and said vaguely, “It’s like that…”

       Pei Qing pinched his jaw with his hand, not allowing him to escape his sight, “What does that look like? You have to explain it gege clearly.”

       Zhan Weiyang was very anxious, and he said, “You pout your lips.”

       Pei Qing’s eyes were full of smiles, but it was a pity that the light around was too dim to see clearly. He asked Zhan Weiyang, “Why do you have to pout?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “If not, how can I kiss you?”

       Pei Qing asked, “How exactly do you want to kiss?”

       Zhan Weiyang then tried to pout his lips and put his lips to Pei Qing’s and started rubbing them clumsily.

       Pei Qing dodged back, and Zhan Weiyang chased after him relentlessly. He was very upset with Pei Qing’s lack of cooperation, and he thought Pei Qing should also learn to kiss like him.

       “Okay, okay,” Pei Qing had to stop him, stretched out his hand to grab Zhan Weiyang’s back collar and pulled him away from him, saying, “Do you really want to kiss?”

       Zhan Weiyang said seriously, “Yes.”

       Pei Qing put the meal box he was carrying in his hand to the side, hugged Zhan Weiyang’s waist with one hand, and pressed his neck with the other hand. He then lowered his head to kiss him.

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Chapter 4

September 5, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       “Not bad at massaging. I didn’t know you had the talent to serve others.” The man retracted his legs and teased.

       Chu Yunhan’s body was cold after being recognised, and his brain slowly came back to consciousness from a blank state. He tried to stand up but was held down by someone pressing on his shoulder.

       “Young Master Yun, don’t move.” Bai Xiao, who appeared behind him at some point, whispered with a smile, “If you move around, you may have multiple holes in your body.” It seemed like a joke, but it carried an undertone of coldness.

       Only then did he feel the gun pressed against his back shoulder, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He looked at Chu Yichen. The man resembled a deity with lowered eyes amidst swirling incense. His expression extremely unreadable, as if it could change at any moment, with his mood unpredictable.

       Chu Yunhan didn’t dare to move.

       At Hei Yu’s signal, all the ‘outsiders’ including Cao Kun withdrew. Only Chu Yichen, who was sitting and half-kneeling, Hei Yu, Bai Xiao and four bodyguards were standing in the room.

       Was this a family secret not meant to be exposed? He sneered inwardly, thinking that Chu Yichen was truly just saving his own reputation.

       The lights gradually turned on.

       “The hair is so ugly.” Chu Yichen’s voice floated down from the top of his head.

       The burgundy wig was pulled off by Bai Xiao, revealing the short brown hair underneath. Hei Yu took a disposable comb from the cabinet beside the bed and combed his hair neatly.

       “Much better.” The man finished the wine in the glass and shook it at him, “Come here and pour some wine.”

       Chu Yunhan maintained his one-knee kneeling position and did not move. After a moment of silence, he said, “I thought you didn’t let me move? You can pour it yourself.” When he was hiding before, he was constantly on edge, nearly driving himself crazy. But when the situation reached the point of being exposed, he became calm again. He knew very well that there was no way out once he fell into Chu Yichen’s hands, and there was no point in struggling. It was more satisfying to just break a jar and throw it. However, the unconscious gesture of clasping his fingers still betrayed his inner tension.

       The man raised his eyebrows. Chu Yunhan only felt numbness in his shoulders and arms, and then a layer of burning pain slowly emerged, and a warm and sticky feeling seeped out. Bai Xiao’s bullet accurately passed over his left arm, scratching his sleeve and leaving a deep blood mark on his skin.

       “The next shot won’t be that far off, Young Master Yun.” Bai Xiao’s voice was cold.

       Chu Yunhan’s face turned pale, and he stood up numbly. His legs were a little weak, and he staggered before he stood up. He walked slowly to the man’s side and poured wine for Chu Yichen.

       “It’s too boring to drink like this, sit down and play dice with me.” The man said, “Guess the number, the loser drinks.”

       Can I even say no? Chu Yunhan smiled bitterly in his heart and sat down on the single sofa next to him.

       In front of both of them sat identical empty goblets. Hei Yu knelt on one knee before the coffee table, then placed two dice into a black dice cup. He shook it vigorously a few times, stopped, and moved his hand away from the table.

       “You first.” Chu Yichen said.

       Anyway, it was a matter of a blind cat hitting a mouse. Chu Yunhan guessed randomly, “Big.”

       The dice cup was opened—ten points. He had actually guessed it right.

       Bai Xiao poured a thin layer of red wine into Chu Yichen’s glass. The man shook it and drank it in one gulp.

       Round two. The other party still asked him to guess first. Chu Yunhan chose ‘small’, but it was nine points, he lost. Bai Xiao walked up to him, lowered the mouth of the bottle, and the red wine continued to flow out until the entire glass was filled.

       “What’s this?” He frowned, “It’s not fair at all.”

       “It’s indeed unfair.” Chu Yichen looked at him calmly, “I never said this was a fair game from the beginning.”

       “You…” He wanted to stand up but was pushed down on the sofa. Bai Xiao had a usual smile on his face, “Don’t move.”

       “If you have the guts, shoot me dead,” Chu Yunhan gritted through his teeth.

       “If the young master gives an order, I will be happy to carry it out.”

       Chu Yunhan felt a chill run down his spine as the hidden murderous intent in that smile sent goosebumps all over his body. He sat stiffly and said to Chu Yichen, “You want me to drink all this glass?”

       “Latour, 1989, Bordeaux red wine. It’s your favourite flavour, if I remember correctly.” The man leaned on the sofa and looked at him lazily.

       Chu Yunhan pressed his lips together, picked up the glass filled with deep ruby-red wine, and tilted his head back, closing his eyes as he drank it down. The sour taste flooded his mouth, gradually turning numb with each swallow. No matter how fine the wine, drinking it this way would only make it hard to stomach. After finishing the glass, he placed the empty cup back on the coffee table.

       Hei Yu continued shaking the dice cup. Five points—small. He guessed right again and exhaled slightly in relief. However, the game continued. After Chu Yichen drank the sip of wine in his glass, the dice began rattling inside the cup once more. Now Chu Yunhan understood why the man had so generously let him guess first—because under these rules, no matter how long the game went on, he would always be the loser. He could only pin all his hopes on luck, wishing he could keep guessing right. Unfortunately, good luck always slips away too easily.

       After guessing wrong four times in a row, he felt nauseated and dizzy as he looked at the wine. He picked up the cup and put it down again, saying, “I can’t drink any more.”

       Chu Yichen put his hands on the back of the sofa and looked at him. Seeing that he still didn’t move, he said, “Bai Xiao, help him.”

       “Young Master Yun, I’m sorry.” Bai Xiao neatly lifted Chu Yunhan’s chin with his hand, forced him to open his teeth, and then poured the wine in the glass into his mouth.

       Chu Yunhan’s eyes widened, and he struggled desperately. However, his body was pinned firmly to the sofa by the bodyguard, leaving him no room to move. The wine he drank choked into his trachea, and he instinctively began to cough. At the same time, he was forced to swallow the liquid that made him breathless, making a whimpering sound. After the glass was poured out, the bodyguards let go. He arched his back and coughed violently. In addition to his face, his white shirt and uniform were also stained with red wine, making him look miserable. Chu Yunhan coughed for a long time before he calmed down. He stared at the person opposite him with red eyes, “Have you had enough?”

       “Go on.” Chu Yichen said nonchalantly, “Guess, big or small?”

       Clearly, the game would continue, never ending until the one in control decided to call it off. Chu Yunhan knew that he was now like prey trapped by a pack of wolves with no chance of escape, left to be toyed with and tormented at the whim of his captor. A wave of despair surged in his heart.

       There was no way out.

       He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, and said, “Let’s change the game. The outcome will be decided in one round. If I guess right, you let me go. If I guess wrong, you kill me.”

       The man looked at him, the amusement in his eyes growing stronger and stronger. His brows stretched, his thin lips raised, and he said lightly, “Okay.”

       He actually…agreed.

       Chu Yunhan was a little stunned for a moment. He stared at the other person for a moment but could not see any other emotions from that face, as if the bet that decided his life and death just now was just an ordinary entertainment game and a pastime.

       It was an expression of indifference.

       The man did not care whether he lives or dies.

       He had anticipated that falling into Chu Yichen’s hands this time would mean a beating, torture, or even being shot—pain so intense it would make him wish for death. But he was certain that, no matter what, the man wouldn’t let him die; that was why he had strategically suggested this wager. Now, this certainty wavered. He began to doubt that his assumption was fundamentally wrong—that Chu Yichen truly intended to take his life. In trying to be clever, he had only given the other man a reason to act, pushing himself to the edge of a cliff.

       “Guess, big or small.”

       Chu Yunhan trembled, looking at the dice cup that had stopped in Hei Yu’s hand in despair, and then turned his gaze back to Chu Yichen. His eye circles were a little red, and after a long time, he said dejectedly, “Big.”

       “You sure?” The man looked at him with a half-smile, “You can think about it for a while, I have time tonight.”

       There was a fine line of sweat on his forehead, mixed with the still wine, making it very sticky. There was a scale inside his head, with two weights, ‘big’ and ‘small’ placed on it, swinging left and right. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He raised his forehead and changed his words, “Small… I choose small.”

       The dice cup was opened.

       Chu Yunhan stared rigidly at the two dice, motionless as if frozen in place. It wasn’t until Hei Yu softly said, “Young Master Yun, you lost,” that he dazedly lifted his head, his eyes clouded with a mist, his voice hoarse, “So, you’re going to kill me, is that it?”

       “These are the rules of the game you set.” Chu Yichen leaned on the sofa and tilted his head slightly, and Bai Xiao pulled out the gun again.

       “You can’t kill me…” He stood up suddenly and was immediately pushed back into the single sofa by two men in black. Bai Xiao’s gun was pressed against the back of his head. Chu Yunhan’s face turned pale, and he spoke tremblingly, “Chu Yichen, if you kill me, Uncle Yu and Uncle Xu will never forgive you, as well as Min Ran and Jiahui… “

       “As the head of the family, it is my duty to clean up the traitors.” The man glanced at his frightened face and said, “Don’t worry, I will still allow you to be buried in the family cemetery as the eldest young master of the Chu family so you can properly keep the old man company.”

       “No, it can’t be like this…” He was already in a state of confusion and only wanted to survive. He shouted, “Yichen, I was wrong. I only agreed to them in a fit of enthusiasm… I didn’t know how things would turn out. In this way, I really don’t know… Yichen, I—”

       “That’s enough! Don’t call me that.” A cold voice interrupted him. The man’s black pupils seemed to be burning with two jet-black flames, melting heat and coldness into one place. Every word he uttered seemed to be frozen, “Every time you call me that, it reminds me of the act you put on over the phone. Your voice trembling, saying you were scared, asking me to save you, crying and calling my name. Tell me, what was your expression at that time?”

       “I was wrong…” Chu Yunhan felt Chu Yichen’s undisguised anger for the first time. This anger made him tremble with fear, and he kept begging for mercy softly with red eyes, “It was because of my obsession that I did those things…I don’t dare to do it anymore, please…”

       The whole room was so quiet that the only thing left was his cry for mercy.

       After a long time, the man’s cold voice sounded.

       “I can give you two choices. The first is to die with everything. The second is to live without everything.”

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Chapter 46

September 3, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       The office lobby was empty, and there were no people. Zhan Weiyang stared earnestly in the direction of the elevator. Every time he saw an elevator going down to the first floor, he would open his eyes and look expectantly.

       After waiting for about three minutes, he saw Pei Qing appear from the opened elevator door in a hurry and walked towards him quickly.

       Pei Qing walked in front of Zhan Weiyang, bent down slightly, stretched out his hands to hold his arms, and asked, “Why are you here?”

       Zhan Weiyang raised the plastic bag in his right hand a little higher and said, “I brought you dinner.”

       Pei Qing looked down, smiled at Zhan Weiyang and said, “Such a good boy?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded and asked him, “Are you hungry?”

       Pei Qing said, “I’m hungry. You came at the right time.”

       Zhan Weiyang felt very happy immediately.

       Pei Qing took his hand and led him to the elevator, saying, “Will you come with me?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Yes, yes!”

       There were only two of them in the elevator. Zhan Weiyang moved his feet and moved closer to Pei Qing. He carefully moved his hand holding the dumplings away, fearing that it would touch Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing naturally felt it and reached out to pat Zhan Weiyang on the back.

       In the company where he was interning, there was no one else in the office; only a light was on above Pei Qing’s desk.

       Pei Qing pushed a chair over and asked Zhan Weiyang to sit down first. Then, he sat next to him.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at the computer in front of Pei Qing, which was full of tables and data, so he asked Pei Qing, “Will you work overtime until late?”

       Pei Qing said, “No, I will be done soon.”

       Actually, he was just an intern, and he was not required to complete these tasks today, but he didn’t want to stop his work after sorting out half of them, so he simply stayed to work overtime.

       Zhan Weiyang put the plastic bag on the desk and asked quietly and expectantly, “Going to eat?”

       Pei Qing said: “Yes.”

       He reached out to untie the plastic bag, took out the lunch box and chopsticks inside, and asked, “What did you bring?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Dumplings.”

       Pei Qing opened a meal box and saw that it was filled with dumplings. There were about ten or twenty dumplings. There were four such boxes in total. He looked down and asked Zhan Weiyang, “Did you buy so many?”

       Zhan Weiyang counted on his fingers and told him, “I bought corn and pork, tomato and beef, leek and egg, and cabbage and pork. I think they all taste great, and I want to share them with you.”

       Pei Qing had no choice but to tidy up the items on the table. He opened all four lunch boxes and placed them neatly side by side. He then took out the vinegar packets and poured them into the lids of the boxes. Handing a pair of chopsticks to Zhan Weiyang, he asked, “Have you eaten?”

       Zhan Weiyang took the chopsticks and lied, “Not yet.”

       Pei Qing took another pair of chopsticks. He looked at the row of dumplings and asked Zhan Weiyang, “What filling do you want to eat?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Corn and pork.”

       The light was not very good, and Pei Qing could not easily tell which one was corn and pork. He picked one at random, picked it up, and put it to Zhan Weiyang’s lips, saying, “Smell it first. Is it corn and pork?”

       Zhan Weiyang smelled it obediently, frowned and shook his head, “I can’t smell it.”

       Pei Qing said, “Then take a bite and try it.”

       Zhan Weiyang took a bite, chewed while looking at the remaining half of the dumpling, and said regretfully, “Oh, it’s cabbage and pork.”

       Pei Qing said, “Cabbage and pork? Then I’ll eat it.” After that, he ate the remaining half of the dumpling himself and then asked Zhan Weiyang, “Which one do you want to eat next?”

       Zhan Weiyang was overjoyed. He felt like Pei Qing was playing a fun game with him. He carefully examined the dumplings in the boxes, then secretly picked the one that seemed the least like the others, pointing at it, “This one.”

       Pei Qing smiled, picked it up, and fed it to him, “Then try it?”

       Zhan Weiyang then took a bite and said, “It’s tomato and beef.”

       Pei Qing looked at him and said, “What should I do? It’s not corn and pork, so you can’t eat it.”

       Zhan Weiyang smiled at him and said, “It’s okay, you eat it first.”

       Pei Qing said, “I’ll eat it then?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Wait a minute.” He made sure to use his chopsticks to hold the remaining half of the dumpling over, to feed Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing cooperated and opened his mouth. Zhan Weiyang kept looking at him with bright eyes and waited until he finished eating the dumplings before asking, “Is it delicious?”

       Pei Qing nodded, “It’s delicious.”

       Zhan Weiyang quickly said, “I think it’s delicious too.”

       The two of them ate a few dumplings and suddenly heard someone knocking on the office door. Zhan Weiyang and Pei Qing turned their heads at the same time and saw a beautiful woman with long hair standing at the door wearing a long-sleeved sweater and a short black skirt.

       Zhan Weiyang had also seen that woman once before—it was Qin Yishan who had dinner with Pei Qing last time.

       Qin Yishan was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhan Weiyang but then smiled, “Younger cousin? Why are you here?”

       Zhan Weiyang did not answer but just glanced at Pei Qing nervously.

       Pei Qing stood up, smiled at Qin Yishan, and said, “He knew I was working overtime, so he brought me dinner.”

       “So nice?” Qin Yishan smiled, walked towards them, and walked to the front of Pei Qing’s desk.

       She looked down and saw the dumplings on the desk, and said, “So rich?” After that, she looked at Pei Qing and said, “I know you’re working overtime, and I wanted to invite you to dinner together.”

       Pei Qing remained standing as he said to Qin Yishan, “Do you want to join us? I’ll order some takeout.”

       As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help but droop his mouth slightly, and his two round eyes blinked back and forth between the two of them.

       Qin Yishan didn’t notice Zhan Weiyang’s expression, and she just smiled at Pei Qing, “Forget it, how could I impose.”

       Pei Qing said, “Well, it’s a little shabby indeed. How about another day? I’ll treat you to a nice meal.”

       Actually, Qin Yishan was a little surprised. She thought that with Pei Qing’s personality, she should invite him twice more. Of course, she didn’t mind eating takeout dumplings with Pei Qing. She just politely refused. If Pei Qing continued to invite her, she would have ordered some more takeout for everyone to eat together, but she didn’t expect Pei Qing to just say forget it.

       She didn’t show these thoughts on her face. She just smiled and said, “Then you guys eat slowly. I’ll leave first.” Pei Qing accompany her to the door of the office.

       Qin Yishan stopped and asked Pei Qing, “So when is your other day going to be?”

       Pei Qing replied, “When are you free?”

       Qin Yishan said, “Why not tomorrow?”

       Zhan Weiyang waited for Pei Qing’s answer with some trepidation, and then he heard Pei Qing say, “Okay.” His tone was relaxed and natural.

       Qin Yishan smiled and lowered her head. Her long curly hair slid down from her shoulders and covered half of her face. When she turned to leave, she suddenly raised her hand and helped Pei Qing to tidy up the collar of her coat before saying, “I’m leaving.” Then she leaned over and waved to Zhan Weiyang, saying, “Little younger cousin, Sister is leaving.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s tone was not very energetic, but he said politely, “Goodbye.” When Qin Yishan really left, Pei Qing came back and sat down next to the desk. Seeing Zhan Weiyang’s depressed look, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything.

       Pei Qing approached the remaining two boxes of dumplings, smelled the smell, picked up the corn and pork ones, picked them up and fed them to Zhan Weiyang, “Corn and pork.”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head to look at the dumplings for a while, opened his mouth and ate them.

       Pei Qing waited patiently for him to finish eating and picked up the second one for him. This time, when he fed it to his mouth, he heard him say, “I don’t want to eat anymore.”

       “Why?” Pei Qing looked at his expression.

       Zhan Weiyang looked a little sad and said, “I’ve had dinner.”

       Pei Qing put the dumplings back into the lunch box and asked him, “Didn’t you say you didn’t eat yet?”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and blinked, “I lied to you.”

       Pei Qing asked again, “You really won’t eat any?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “No.”

       Pei Qing said to him, “Then shall I eat the rest?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing reached out and touched his head and started eating the remaining dumplings.

       Zhan Weiyang looked up at him without saying a word, sitting quietly and motionless for a long time. It wasn’t until Pei Qing couldn’t finish the remaining dumplings and packed them into the box to take home that Zhan Weiyang mustered the energy to ask, “Are you going to have dinner with that sister tomorrow?”

       Pei Qing looked at him and said, “Yes.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked again, “Then you won’t come back for dinner?”

       Pei Qing said, “Not necessarily; maybe I’ll just have lunch with that sister.” Zhan Weiyang bit his lip, encouraged himself in his heart for a while, raised his head and asked, “Are you going to date her?”

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Chapter 11

September 3, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Of course, a handsome guy didn’t rank as high as a spicy hot pot.

       Qian Xiaoke had always been a very pragmatic person. Although he often had some unrealistic fantasies, he was well aware that those fantasies were even more ‘unrealistic’ than the term itself implied. Just thinking about them was enough; he wasn’t lucky enough to soar to the top and turn into a phoenix.

       Although he often spoke of envying Zhou Mo, he was well aware that Zhou Mo’s good life and great husband were the result of his own hard work. He started off from a higher point than he did; he couldn’t blame anyone else for that. He could only blame himself for not putting in the effort from the starting line. Now, it was too late for regret.

       Since it was too late to regret, he just needed to live a down-to-earth life now.

       Qian Xiaoke didn’t have lofty ambitions, but on the door of his refrigerator, he posted a ‘short-term goal’ that he changed every month.

       Each goal was very practical, such as getting a full attendance award this month, reading a book, or learning to cook a dish…

       Although it was really not difficult for him to get a full attendance award, he was very enthusiastic about work and was almost always the first to go to the company.

       Although reading wasn’t very difficult for him, he could finish a comic book rented from the bookstore downstairs in a day or spend a small fortune—ten yuan—to read enough BL novels priced at three cents per thousand words.

       Although learning to cook wasn’t too difficult for him, he could make a smashed cucumber salad and use some of it for a face mask.

       In short, although Qian Xiaoke was poor and knew that his future was not bright, he still tried to live a good life every day.

       Many people said that young people aimed too high but lacked the skills to match, but not Qian Xiaoke—he knew his own worth all too well.

       And his pragmatism was also reflected in his attitude towards love.

       He knew his own circumstances, so he never expected that he would one day end up with someone wealthy.

       Besides, Qian Xiaoke hypnotised himself like this every day: rich people are greasy middle-aged people with big bellies; I don’t want to waste my youth on such people.

       Of course, every time he thought so, his boss, Cheng Sen, would happen to pass by, and then Qian Xiaoke would have to add one more sentence—except my boss.

       Except for his boss. However, he wouldn’t dare to have bad intentions towards the boss.

       Qian Xiaoke had to be worthy of his friend Zhou Mo, and he didn’t want to be unemployed.

       Anyway, Qian Xiaoke, who didn’t have any extravagant expectations for love, treats rich handsome guys with the attitude of: I would not be able to get you.

       Because he knew he couldn’t get it, he didn’t take it to heart at all.

       This reasonably explained why, in Qian Xiaoke’s eyes, Jiang Tongyan was still not as important as a bowl of spicy hot pot.

       At least a spicy hot pot could fill the stomach, not to mention that this was the spicy hot pot he bought for 36 yuan!

       Who was this Jiang Tongyan person?

       Just a passerby who couldn’t get hard.

       At this time, the passerby who couldn’t get hard was frowning at him, watching him frantically add vinegar, sugar and chilli oil to the bowl.

       “You… have a strong taste!” Jiang Tongyan couldn’t help but sigh.

       Qian Xiaoke laughed, “What do you know? This is the essence of spicy hot pot!”

       He glanced at the person opposite, obviously looking down on him.

       Jiang Tongyan was somewhat frustrated after being scorned again. He suddenly felt that this inconspicuous little guy in front of him might be another nemesis of his fate.

       He came up with a plan—if Shen Huiming and this guy got together…

       But Jiang Tongyan soon came to his senses. It was possible that this guy liked Shen Huiming, but Shen Huiming was neither blind nor stupid, so how could he develop a relationship with this guy?

       Impossible.

       “What’s wrong with you?” Qian Xiaoke was finally willing to devote 1% of his mind to ‘care’ for this rich and handsome guy.

       Although it was a bit embarrassing, Jiang Tongyan actually felt a little bit of human warmth because of Qian Xiaoke’s light ‘What’s wrong with you?’.

       “Sad.”

       “Ah?” Qian Xiaoke was finally willing to devote 2% of his mind to express a little surprise at his inexplicable sadness.

       Jiang Tongyan said pretentiously, “Because I think, in your eyes, I am not as good as a bowl of spicy hot pot.”

       Qian Xiaoke took chopsticks to stir the spicy hot pot, leaned over to smell it, and then gave a thumbs up, “Awesome.”

       “……” Okay… It turned out that this was just a one-man show; Jiang Tongyan rolled his eyes.

       But then again, Jiang Tongyan thought that this so-called spicy hot pot was actually quite good. As someone who had dined at high-end restaurants, he was initially filled with doubts when he first walked into the small shop—what kind of dish is this? If all the dishes are cooked together, wouldn’t all the flavours mix together and become a mess?

       Moreover, after he came in and looked around, he always suspected that the hygiene here was not up to standard!

       Jiang Tongyan just ordered a bowl of spicy hot pot with a try-it-out mentality. After all, he didn’t want a poor little guy to say that he was ignorant.

       He, Jiang Tongyan, did not allow himself to have a little blind spot in knowledge.

       Perhaps because he didn’t come in with expectations at all, he felt that the spicy hot pot tasted good when he ate it.

       He ate slowly and leisurely. Although his persona often collapsed when facing Qian Xiaoke, Jiang Tongyan was still a promising young man with a good family education and a scholarly family. Even if he were eating a spicy hot pot, he would not wolf it down like the boy sitting opposite him, as if he had not eaten for a hundred years.

       He said, “Can you taste the flavour if you eat like that?”

       “Hmm?” Qian Xiaoke was picking up a piece of lettuce and stuffing it into his mouth like a rabbit, “Ah?”

       He bit the lettuce, and half of it was still sticking out, “What?”

       Jiang Tongyan couldn’t stand it anymore. How did this guy manage to sit with no semblance of proper posture and eat with no manners at all?

       He waved his hand, “Just eat yours!”

       So Qian Xiaoke continued to eat his spicy hot pot with his head down. Jiang Tongyan, opposite him, carefully picked up a few noodles and then carefully put them into his mouth, tasting them carefully, trying to feel the exquisiteness of this ‘delicacy’. 

       However, the reason why he was so careful was that he was also worried that the soup would get on his clothes.

       Although it was not a white shirt, no matter what colour it was, he felt that once the soup got on the clothes, it would basically be ruined.

       Qian Xiaoke had no time to pay attention to Jiang Tongyan when he started eating. He had to devote himself to his 36 yuan spicy hot pot.

       Jiang Tongyan glanced at him from time to time. He didn’t know whether his brain was broken or his eyes were broken. He couldn’t help laughing while watching.

       “What are you laughing at?” Qian Xiaoke ate with no sense of decorum, and a thin layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

       Jiang Tongyan said, “Laughing at your ugliness.”

       Qian Xiaoke rolled his eyes at him.

       This was the second time Jiang Tongyan said Qian Xiaoke was ugly. The first time he said it behind his back; this time, he said it in front of him. Qian Xiaoke suspected that Jiang Tongyan would be using the big loudspeaker that the old man who collected waste carried all day to shout everywhere next time.

       “Do you think you are good-looking?” Qian Xiaoke was not convinced, “Don’t be so proud.”

       Jiang Tongyan still looked at him and smiled.

       This time, Jiang Tongyan really didn’t mean to anger him. He really thought Qian Xiaoke’s eating style was ugly.

       Ugly in a humorous way.

       He liked watching it.

       The people around Jiang Tongyan had always been in the same world as him. They grew up in a disciplined manner, were organised in their actions and speech, chewed slowly and ate with dignified grace, and even during casual friend gatherings, they maintained proper conduct.

       That was their habit.

       Just like Qian Xiaoke’s habit of eating food in a hurry when he saw it.

       Perhaps because of the novelty, Jiang Tongyan saw Qian Xiaoke eating like this, and from the initial discomfort, he gradually felt that it was a little cute.

       Of course, the premise was that this kid would not splash the oil and soup in his bowl onto Jiang Tongyan’s shirt.

       All the happiness and cuteness came to an abrupt end at this moment, and Jiang Tongyan had to sigh again that this kid was his nemesis.

       This was his newly bought shirt!

       3,678 yuan!

       Who’s going to pay for it?

       Qian Xiaoke didn’t know what he had done yet and was still immersed in his 36 yuan spicy hot pot.

       “Qian Xiaoke.”

       “Huh?”

       “You did it on purpose?” Jiang Tongyan’s voice became cold.

       Qian Xiaoke looked up at him in confusion and then saw Jiang Tongyan pointing at a certain spot on his dark blue shirt, which had a drop of stain on it.

       “…I did it?”

       “Who else?” Jiang Tongyan said, “Are you a pig?”

       Qian Xiaoke took a closer look and found that it was really a fresh stain, and he even sniffed it hard.

       Jiang Tongyan was so angry that he was dizzy and decided to stay away from this guy in the future. He was basically a time bomb, and he didn’t know where Qian Xiaoke would explode!

       “Forget it,” Jiang Tongyan stood up, “I’m unlucky to meet you.”

       From now on, no need to see him again.

       Jiang Tongyan finally understood that this guy was someone he couldn’t afford to offend. He could at least avoid him if he couldn’t afford to offend!

       He was about to leave, but Qian Xiaoke grabbed his arm.

       “Wait a minute!” Qian Xiaoke quickly pulled him back, “Come here.”

       Jiang Tongyan looked at him in horror, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

       He had already suffered a lot of injuries from him! He couldn’t afford to be hurt anymore, okay?

       Unexpectedly, Qian Xiaoke opened his black schoolbag and took out a pack of tissues from it.

       Jiang Tongyan sighed helplessly, “Big brother, this is an oil stain. Please don’t screw me over because of this, okay?”

       “What do you know!” Qian Xiaoke pulled out a tissue and quickly stuck it on Jiang Tongyan’s shirt.

       Jiang Tongyan was angry and didn’t dare to say anything. He watched nervously, fearing that if this guy rubbed it hard, his clothes would be completely ruined.

       Fortunately, Qian Xiaoke just stuck the tissue there and didn’t rub it randomly.

       “This thing is amazing,” Qian Xiaoke said, “Come on, it’s time to witness the miracle!”

       He pressed it a few times and then carefully wiped the place. When he removed the paper towel, the oil stain was so light that it was almost invisible.

       “…For real?” Jiang Tongyan picked up his shirt and looked at it carefully.

       Qian Xiaoke said proudly, “Amazing, isn’t it?! Stain removal wipes are a must-have for those of us who often eat spicy hot pot! You rich people are really ignorant!”

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Chapter 10

September 2, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       What kind of person was Qian Xiaoke?

       Eating a spicy hotpot required careful budgeting.

       A bowl of spicy hotpot, no matter how hungry you were, should not cost more than 20 yuan. This was the basic quality of a poor person.

       But now, a bowl of 36 yuan deluxe spicy hotpot was in front of him.

       Lu Xun once said, “If you don’t take advantage of a bargain, you are an idiot.”

       Qian Xiaoke didn’t want to be an idiot, so he tried to take advantage of it.

       But Qian Xiaoke also understood a truth, there was no free lunch in the world.

       He said, “Mr. Jiang, how about we split the bill.”

       “Split the bill?” Jiang Tongyan looked at him puzzledly.

       “Yes,” Qian Xiaoke pointed to the deluxe spicy hotpot and said, “36 a bowl, I pay 18.”

       Then, Jiang Tongyan almost laughed to death.

       He swore that in his wonderful life over the past 30 years, he had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen someone like Qian Xiaoke, who wanted to take advantage but was timid and felt that he would lose if he didn’t take advantage.

       “And then we both eat a bowl?” Jiang Tongyan teased him deliberately.

       He found that teasing Qian Xiaoke was a particularly fun thing in life. His life was boring, and he was anxious about impotence recently. If he was not too busy at work, he really planned to go to a psychologist to talk. However, now it seemed that teasing Qian Xiaoke was obviously more effective than talking to a psychologist, and it costs less, only 36.

       No, maybe it only costs 18 yuan.

       Qian Xiaoke, you are really…cheap!

       “Of course not!” Qian Xiaoke’s body trembled, “I have mysophobia! I can’t share a bowl with others!”

       The mysophobia was fake, but he was reluctant to share half a bite with others.

       “Mysophobia?” Jiang Tongyan laughed out loud, “It’s really unlikely. I’ve seen people with mysophobia before, and you don’t have the slightest trace of mysophobia.”

       “If I say so, then it is so.” Qian Xiaoke said, “If you want to eat, just order it yourself.”

       Jiang Tongyan raised his eyebrows at him, “Oh, I did order it.”

       As he spoke, Jiang Tongyan’s spicy hot pot was ready.

       The 36-yuan deluxe spicy hot pot made Qian Xiaoke drool.

       It was great to be rich.

       In the past, no matter how hard Qian Xiaoke’s life was or how much he contrasted with Zhou Mo, he never expressed such emotion. At that time, Qian Xiaoke was indifferent when he saw Zhou Mo showing off his luxury house, luxury car, and luxury bags on Weibo. However, a bowl of spicy hot pot for 36 yuan made him sigh, ‘It’s great to be rich!’

       “Want to eat?” Jiang Tongyan said, “I’ll treat you.”

       Qian Xiaoke saw the teasing in his eyes. Although he didn’t know how to write the word ‘teasing’, he directly replaced the ‘teasing’ with pinyin in his mind, but he knew that Jiang Tongyan was humiliating him.

       “No need!” Qian Xiaoke took out his mobile phone, scanned the code to pay, and then said proudly, “Boss! Give me a 36 yuan Supreme Super Thunderbolt Deluxe Spicy Hotpot!”

       Jiang Tongyan couldn’t help laughing when he heard his series of prefixes.

       Impulse brought momentary pleasure, but constant impulsiveness led to disaster.

       Qian Xiaoke ordered 36 yuan of spicy hotpot because of impulse, but when he entered the password to pay, his heart was bleeding.

       With his meagre monthly salary, he scrimped and saved just to get by. This one meal of spicy hotpot was enough to buy him a piece of clothing.

       He could wear a 36-yuan T-shirt for at least two summers. If he washed it less often and gently, he could wear it for three years. Even when it was finally worn out, it could still be used as pyjamas. And now, that amount was gone in a single meal.

       But for the sake of his pride, Qian Xiaoke still paid.

       After paying, he sat opposite Jiang Tongyan and waited for his spicy hotpot.

       “Aren’t you a mysophobe?”

       “What? What’s wrong?” Qian Xiaoke deliberately picked a fight, “Do you discriminate against us mysophobes?”

       “That’s not the case,” Jiang Tongyan said, “Since you are a mysophobe, why don’t you wipe the chair before sitting down?”

       “… I’ll wipe it now!”

       While eating this legendary spicy hotpot, Jiang Tongyan watched Qian Xiaoke rub the chair with a tissue.

       “Why are you so funny?” Jiang Tongyan said, “You pretended not to know me at Cheng Sen’s place today.”

       “Who are you again?” Qian Xiaoke started to act stupid again.

       “Oh, you really don’t know me?” Jiang Tongyan said, “Do you have intermittent amnesia?”

       Qian Xiaoke pouted and ignored him. He stared in the direction of the kitchen, looking forward to his spicy hotpot.

       Jiang Tongyan stole a glance at Qian Xiaoke and started teasing him again.

       “Hey, do you know why I returned to China this time?”

       Qian Xiaoke didn’t answer but suddenly became nervous.

       The tone of the man opposite became a little serious, which made him very uneasy.

       He thought: Could it be that he came back to settle accounts with me and let me take responsibility?

       During this period, he looked up a lot of information on the treatment of impotence on the internet. To be honest, it was very difficult to treat it, and first of all, he had to figure out whether Jiang Tongyan’s problem was psychological or physical.

       If it was psychological, it might really be his fault. Although he didn’t want to, he might have to take the responsibility of a man.

       But then again, if it was physical, this man was not good at first, then it was not his fault; he was also a victim!

       While Qian Xiaoke’s brain was spinning rapidly, Jiang Tongyan spoke again, “I did it all for you.”

       Qian Xiaoke was almost choked to death by the air he inhaled.

       Jiang Tongyan deliberately acted gentle, “Have you heard that song? I can’t forget the first time I saw you, a pair of charming eyes…”

       “Brother, don’t speak.” Qian Xiaoke stopped the man from continuing to sing.

       Actually, it was not because Jiang Tongyan sang badly. To be honest, he sang well, and Qian Xiaoke was about to change his mind about him.

       In order not to have pity for his enemy, Qian Xiaoke interrupted him in time.

       “I’m serious,” Jiang Tongyan felt that it was a pity not to act. He was so handsome and so good at acting. Maybe he could win the best actor when he debuted. “After seeing you that time, I couldn’t forget you.”

       This much was true. Qian Xiaoke was really in his dreams.

       However, this so-called ‘can’t forget’ was that he couldn’t wait to catch this kid, peel off his skin and throw him out to plant flowers.

       Jiang Tongyan was so angry that his teeth itched.

       Qian Xiaoke had never encountered such a thing.

       He had been quite good looking since he was a child, but his love life was really not smooth.

       What he said to Jiang Tongyan when he was drunk at Zhou Mo’s birthday party that day was true. He was the kind of person who fell in love with everyone he met. As long as the one was pretty, he would be immediately attracted to the person. However, he had never had a serious relationship. Everyone said to him when they rejected him, “Xiaoke, your soul runs too fast. I can’t keep up.”

       Qian Xiaoke didn’t know what they meant before, but then he realised that all these guys were into that kind of high-mountain flower or sexy temptress, but he was like a furry bunny all day long, and this overly jumpy personality made the dudes think he was a psychopath.

       He felt wronged.

       Qian Xiaoke felt that he could also be sexy and cute.

       Qian Xiaoke, who had never had a smooth love life, was inevitably confused when someone ‘confessed’ to him for the first time.

       He turned around and looked at Jiang Tongyan, “You… to me…” Qian Xiaoke suddenly said shyly, “Did you fall in love at first sight?”

       Jiang Tongyan watched the little guy take the bait, and his tail was so proud that it stood up.

       He was going to catch this little fish and grill it!

       “What do you think?” Jiang Tongyan sighed sadly, “Actually, I don’t know myself. After all, I have never loved.”

       Never loved? Qian Xiaoke thought, shouldn’t you rich people live a decadent life of luxury?

       But he thought again, that’s right, in a world of luxury, there is no such thing as true love.

       Rich people are really pitiful.

       “I only know that I think of you every day when I open my eyes and close my eyes. I always think of you when I am distracted when I am doing things. Every day in New York feels like a year. In the past half month, I seem to have aged ten years.” Jiang Tongyan said, “You could say, I am doing this to you—”

       “Mine! Mine! Mine!” Jiang Tongyan had not finished his pretentious heartfelt confession when Qian Xiaoke’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up and shouted to the back kitchen, “Boss! My spicy hotpot!”

       Alright then.

       Jiang Tongyan saw that in the eyes of this little bastard, he, a handsome guy, was not as important as a bowl of spicy hotpot.

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Chapter 9

September 2, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Qian Xiaoke felt aggrieved.

       From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever praised him for being smart, but people often praised him for being good-looking and cute.

       He knew that although he was not the reincarnation of Daji1Daji was the favourite consort of King Zhou of Shang, the last king of the Shang dynasty in ancient China. In legends and fictions, she is portrayed as a malevolent fox spirit who kills and impersonates the real Daji. Her identification as a fox spirit seems to have originated from at least the Tang dynasty. who could captivate anyone with his smile, he certainly wasn’t ugly. Jiang Tongyan was definitely seeking revenge on him.

       Qian Xiaoke always had a good temper, but the only thing he could not tolerate was others saying he was ugly. However, now that he was in the company and this person was sitting in the boss’s office, Qian Xiaoke had to endure it.

       He walked in angrily and served tea and water to the ‘guest’ in a very professional manner.

       Jiang Tongyan watched him with a breath held, thinking to himself: I’d better not drink this water; who knows if this little trickster has spat into it.

       Jiang Tongyan was a cautious person and would not give the enemy any opportunity to retaliate.

       To the casual observer, these two seemed like there was nothing much going on, but in reality, there were undercurrents beneath the surface. Cheng Sen, sitting on the side, was thoroughly entertained, feeling as though he was watching a brilliant pantomime, one that he couldn’t even buy a ticket to see.

       Cheng Sen was smart. No matter how the two pretended to be strangers, he didn’t believe that they really had no story.

       He didn’t ask questions or interfere; he just let the two of them carry on with their antics.

       After returning to the front desk, Qian Xiaoke was upset. He would ask anyone who passed by him, “Am I ugly?”

       The answer was, without exception, “No! How can our company’s mascot be ugly!”

       As the mascot, Qian Xiaoke was still unhappy, and pulled the colleague who liked to gossip and asked, “What do you think of my appearance?”

       “The little face is still good.” The colleague said, “It’s just that the butt is a little flat.”

       Then, the colleague began to tell him that a plastic surgery hospital had opened in a certain place that could do buttocks filling, and he suggested that Qian Xiaoke save money and go for one.

       Qian Xiaoke: “You go, I have to continue working!”

       He would never spend money on that kind of place, not in this life!

       However, while sorting out the express delivery to be sent today, he was thinking: Is my butt really so flat that it needs to be filled?

       ==========

       When Jiang Tongyan and Cheng Sen came out of the office, it was already lunchtime. Qian Xiaoke was sitting there eating his spicy hot pot.

       Although he was in a bad mood, he still had to eat.

       When Jiang Tongyan passed by him, he smelled the smell and was a little curious. He pretended to take a casual look.

       Qian Xiaoke raised his eyes and glared at him, thinking: What are you looking at?!

       “What is this food?” Jiang Tongyan turned around and asked Cheng Sen.

       It smells pretty good!

       When Qian Xiaoke heard it, he complained in his heart: Are all rich people so ignorant? They don’t even know about spicy hot pot?

       “Malatang2spicy hot pot.” Cheng Sen said, “Do you want to try it?”

       “I’m not eating that,” Jiang Tongyan said, contradicting his true feelings, “It doesn’t even look good.”

       Qian Xiaoke rolled his eyes, and after the two entered the elevator, he said, “So sheltered! I despise you!”

       After Jiang Tongyan left, Qian Xiaoke felt that the air in the company became fresher–although this fresh smell was actually spicy hotpot-flavoured.

       Of course, he also heard from his colleagues that the person they previously suspected to be Chairman Cheng’s affair partner was actually Jiang Tongyan. It turned out there was no affair at all—Cheng Sen had personally gone to pick up Jiang Tongyan and bring him to the company.

       The misunderstanding was resolved, and Qian Xiaoke no longer had to think about whether he would lose his job.

       For the rest of the afternoon, he didn’t see their Chairman Cheng at all. He stayed at his post, handling over a dozen deliveries and answering five phone calls. Then, when the time came, he happily and contentedly clocked out for the day.

       The world without Jiang Tongyan was a real paradise.

       When Qian Xiaoke went downstairs, he thought: Let’s not continue this bad fate. Please, God, don’t let us meet again!

       He was really afraid—afraid that Jiang Tongyan would make him responsible.

       Qian Xiaoke walked out of the office building and walked towards the subway station. While walking, he scanned the snack shops on the roadside with his eyes, thinking about what to eat in the evening.

       What to eat in the morning? What to eat at noon? What to eat at night?

       These were the three most confusing things for modern humans.

       Sometimes, there was no coincidence.

       Just a few minutes ago, Qian Xiaoke was thinking he never wanted to see Jiang Tongyan again and that even if he did, he’d keep a ten-meter distance. But he quickly forgot the promise he made to himself.

       When he passed by the spicy hot pot restaurant he often went to, he actually saw the familiar yet strange, handsome but somewhat difficult-to-describe figure.

       What did this guy say at noon?

       “It doesn’t even look good.”— Qian Xiaoke still remembers this sentence!

       After all this time, the rich were also honest in words.

       He originally didn’t intend to provoke the other party, but suddenly thought of being called ugly by this guy today, and he couldn’t get over it.

       Some people’s words could be forgiven, but some people and some words were absolutely unforgivable.

       Saying that he was ugly was unforgivable.

       Qian Xiaoke would not only not forgive him but would also go over to ridicule him!

       Qian Xiaoke walked into the spicy hot pot restaurant, straightened his back, and walked towards Jiang Tongyan.

       “Hey! Who is this!” Qian Xiaoke pretended to be surprised and looked at Jiang Tongyan, “This is not… This is not that… That…”

       Jiang Tongyan turned his head when he heard the voice, and his eyes almost fell out when he saw Qian Xiaoke.

       “Isn’t this Shen Huiming!” Qian Xiaoke did it on purpose. He was so deliberate.

       Although he knew that revenge would never end, he felt that it was not a gentleman not to take revenge.

       In Jiang Tongyan’s world, Shen Huiming was not a taboo at first, but then it was, all because of this Qian Xiaoke.

       “…What did you say?” Jiang Tongyan stared at the person in front of him, his voice as cold as a big ice cube just taken out of the freezer.

       Qian Xiaoke was frozen by his tone, and on the night of early autumn, he couldn’t help but shiver.

       “I… Humph.” Qian Xiaoke was scared because the man’s eyes were a bit scary.

       In fact, Qian Xiaoke was a coward. When he encountered something, he was very good at running away, and it was definitely not okay to confront him head-on.

       He leaned aside guiltily and muttered softly, “I-I recognised the wrong person.”

       “Recognised the wrong person?”

       Jiang Tongyan was irritated. Qian Xiaoke took a step, and he followed, pressing step by step, with no intention of giving up.

       He thought Qian Xiaoke was really interesting. He hadn’t settled accounts with this little liar yet, but this guy actually came to pick a fight first. It was obvious that he didn’t want to have an easy life.

       Qian Xiaoke was a little panicked, and he suddenly realised that ‘one would not be in trouble had one not asked for it’ is definitely a wise saying.

       Why did he even bother?

       Being called ugly wouldn’t make his butt shrink by two inches; if the person wanted to say it, so be it.

       Now he was cornered, and if things had really turned into a fight later…

       He recalled the man’s muscles and felt that he had no chance of winning.

       Just when Qian Xiaoke was anxious and guilty, he was suddenly hugged by the shoulders.

       Qian Xiaoke was shocked. His body was straight, like a zombie. He turned to look at Jiang Tongyan, “Big brother, what’s the matter?”

       Jiang Tongyan smiled at him, “Why call me brother, so polite.”

       Qian Xiaoke thought this man might be possessed, otherwise, why would he suddenly become so… amiable?

       Jiang Tongyan was certainly not possessed, but he found another way to get revenge.

       Life was too boring. It seemed like a good thing to tease this guy who make fun of him and hurt him.

       “What do you want to eat?” Jiang Tongyan pinched his shoulders hard, “This gege will treat you.”

       This gege will treat you, depending on whether you dare to eat.

       Qian Xiaoke should have run away at this time, but when he heard that someone was treating him, Qian Xiaoke suddenly wavered.

       “How about this?” Jiang Tongyan pointed to the ‘Deluxe Spicy Hotpot’ on the sign and said, “36 yuan a bowl of spicy hotpot, worthy of your honourable status?”

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Chapter 8

September 1, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Qian Xiaoke felt that Chairman Cheng looked at him strangely. He didn’t dare say another word and ran out of his office.

       Cheng Sen sent a WeChat message to Jiang Tongyan: The ID card has been returned.

       He didn’t say much else; not knowing the relationship between the two, he had no intention of stirring the pot. Happily remaining an outsider, he found it quite amusing to watch the drama unfold and listen to the gossip.

       Jiang Tongyan had just arrived home when he received the message, feeling overwhelmed. He glanced at Cheng Sen’s message, ignored it, and headed straight into the bathroom after taking off his clothes.

       While taking a shower, Jiang Tongyan looked down at himself and felt hopeless in life.

       He was still very anxious, even though he kept telling himself it was just a temporary setback and that things would be better next time, definitely better. But when he said this to himself, there was a deep sense of unease.

       The next time hadn’t happened yet—who could guarantee there would definitely be a next time?

       The troubled Jiang Tongyan went straight to bed after his shower. He was exhausted. Who knows—maybe after a good night’s sleep, he’d wake up with a morning wood.

       However, he did not have morning wood, mainly because he was awakened by a nightmare in the middle of his sleep.

       Jiang Tongyan often had dreams, a case of ‘what you think about during the day, you dream about at night’. From time to time, he would dream of himself being chased by work—at a speed fast enough to qualify for the Olympic sprinting events.

       However, this dream was obviously more lethal than those about work because he dreamed of a guy named Qian Xiaoke.

       In the dream, the guy was wearing his shirt, which was obviously one size larger. He sat on the bed and smiled at him while playing with the teddy bear’s c0ck and giggling, ‘Hehe, hehe, hehe’.

       The smile was nothing short of mocking, and chilling to the bone.

       In the dream, Jiang Tongyan could not think about why the teddy bear had a human c0ck. He just felt that Qian Xiaoke’s smile was asking for a beating, but he did not dare to beat him because he had dirt on him—he knew that he was impotent.

       However, Jiang Tongyan also had a temper. Even in a dream, he could not stand this grievance.

       Finally, he was irritated by Qian Xiaoke, who was like a repeater, and pointed at him and cursed, “Hehe hehe, my foot!”

       As soon as he finished cursing, Qian Xiaoke stopped laughing and started repeating: impotence, impotence, impotence…

       Then Jiang Tongyan woke up in shock.

       The moment he opened his eyes, Jiang Tongyan felt like he had survived a disaster and thought it was fortunate that it was a dream.

       However, the next second, he suddenly realised that Qian Xiaoke was a dream, but his impotence problem was real.

       He was a successful and mature young talent, but in the middle of the night, he felt so aggrieved that he planned to close his heart and love again.

       He was the one who had always taken initiative before, but this time, he was passive.

       He didn’t dare to love anymore; after all, he might not be able to give others happiness and pleasure.

       It was so fvcking sad.

       Jiang Tongyan was dying of anger.

       Just like that, after waking up, he couldn’t sleep anymore, so Jiang Tongyan simply got up to work.

       He was busy with work, and by the time he finished the urgent tasks, it was already morning.

       Morning wood was definitely not an option.

       Jiang Tongyan stood on the balcony, taking deep breaths. He felt that he couldn’t think about it any longer, or he would eventually become depressed. Maybe if he relaxed a bit, things would get better on their own someday.

       Jiang Tongyan changed into sportswear and went out for a run. When he returned, he drank a cup of coffee, had some breakfast, and opened the file that Cheng Sen had sent him before.

       He was now torn between going back or not.

       If he went back, there would not only be Shen Huiming, the ‘love obstacle’, but also Qian Xiaoke, the ‘executioner’. He suddenly realised that he might need to have fortune-telling because it was obvious that this was fate playing tricks on him.

       ====

       Qian Xiaoke’s life went on as usual, except for the occasional moments when he would stare blankly at the small red circle on the calendar pinned to the wall.

       If…

       Oh my…

       There were no ifs in life.

       He continued to embrace life and work with enthusiasm every day, answering calls, greeting guests, and handling deliveries with passion. He thought his life would proceed in this orderly manner forever—without surprises, without accidents, without promotions or salary increases, and without encountering love around the corner.

       However, life was far more interesting than he thought, and God was far more naughty than he thought.

       Almost half a month after losing half of his virginity, on a Monday morning, Qian Xiaoke heard a gossip when he arrived at the company. Two girls in the sales department said while making coffee in the tea room, “I saw Chairman Cheng yesterday, coming out of the hotel with a random man!”

       Another girl was shocked, “Cheating? How could he betray our lady boss!”

       The so-called lady boss was naturally Zhou Mo.

       The relationship between the two had never been a secret in their company, and because Zhou Mo was very good at socialising, he got along very well with many employees in the company. He often bought food and gifts for everyone, which made him very popular.

       “I have always thought that our Chairman Cheng is a decent person, without seeing it with my own eyes, I can’t conclude it.”

       “That’s true.”

       The two were silent momentarily and then sighed, “Oh dear!”

       Qian Xiaoke frowned when he heard it.

       Zhou Mo was his good friend. If Cheng Sen really cheated, he must tell Zhou Mo as soon as possible.

       But how to say it?

       Qian Xiaoke had no experience in reporting!

       He was so worried that he even started to pull his hair.

       Just when he was pulling his hair anxiously, he received a call from Cheng Sen.

       “Xiaoke, go to my office and wash the tea set, then brew some tea. I’ll be bringing a guest over later.”

       “Okay!” There was no evidence proving that Cheng Sen cheated, so Qian Xiaoke still had to respect him.

       After he agreed, he ran to wash the tea set. While washing, he wondered if Cheng Sen and Zhou Mo would break up and if he would have to change his job. After all, this job was found through the backdoor!

       He was a little sad; God knew how much he liked this job.

       After washing the tea set, Qian Xiaoke began to make the tea. The first step was to rinse the tea leaves.

       When he walked out with the cup, he almost bumped into someone when he turned around. When he looked up again, he was shocked.

       At this moment, their Chairman Cheng was standing in front of him with a tall and handsome man. The man saw him, frowned, and said in surprise, “Little liar?”

       Qian Xiaoke panicked. At this moment, he felt that he might really be in a tragedy. He didn’t meet love at the corner but met his mortal enemy.

       Could Jiang Tongyan come to seek revenge on him? Thinking of this, Qian Xiaoke was scared as if struck by lightning and his soul left his body.

       However, Qian Xiaoke was smart after all, and his soul was out of his body for only a few seconds. He reacted quickly and pretended not to know the other party. He said very earnestly, “Hello, Chairman Cheng, hello guest!”

       After that, he turned sideways and leaned against the wall to leave, “I’ll make tea now!”

       He ran away and prepared to find someone else to make tea for him.

       Jiang Tongyan stood there, staring at Qian Xiaoke’s back with a sharp gaze and began to grind his teeth.

       Cheng Sen, watching the commotion with amusement, then pretended to know nothing and said, “Do you remember him? The one whose ID card you returned last time.”

       Jiang Tongyan took a deep breath.

       “He doesn’t seem to remember you though.” Cheng Sen fanned the flames there, “But it’s normal. Qian Xiaoke is usually heartless and his memory is not very good.”

       Don’t remember me?

       Jiang Tongyan was instantly furious.

       He didn’t expect to meet Qian Xiaoke here. He had sent Qian Xiaoke’s ID card to Cheng Sen just to let him pass it on. He didn’t know that this guy worked here.

       If he knew, he would never come.

       No.

       Jiang Tongyan calmed down and suddenly had an idea.

       “Oh, I’d forgotten about him until you mentioned it.” Jiang Tongyan also began to pretend to lose his memory, “He is an insignificant person. Let’s not talk about him. This project should be my last project in my old company. You have to keep an eye on it for me.”

       “Don’t worry.” Cheng Sen took him into the office and asked Jiang Tongyan to sit down.

       Jiang Tongyan chatted with Cheng Sen about work, but the guy who made tea didn’t return. He couldn’t help but ask, “So that, what does that Qian Xiaoke do here?”

       Cheng Sen laughed, “Didn’t you say he was an insignificant person? Why are you suddenly interested in him?”

       “Who is interested in him?” Jiang Tongyan coughed and said, “I was just thinking that he is too ugly and an eyesore.”

       After saying that, he saw Qian Xiaoke return with the tea, looking dejected, with his eyes nearly rolling up to the sky.

       So, really, you shouldn’t speak ill of others behind their backs. It’s better to be straightforward and open.

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Chapter 45

August 30, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       By the time school ended in the afternoon, Chen Youyou had indeed borrowed a bicycle for Zhan Weiyang. The two of them hid not far from the bike shed, waiting for Xie Ling to come and get his bike.

       Zhan Weiyang was a little nervous. In addition to being afraid of Xie Ling, he was more nervous after doing something bad. He sat on the bicycle, stepped on the ground with both feet and repeatedly squeezed the bicycle brakes nervously.

       Chen Youyou stood next to him, raised one hand and put it on his shoulder, carefully observing Xie Ling’s actions.

       When Xie Ling walked into the bike shed, he initially didn’t notice that his tire was flat. He unlocked the bike, got on, and tried to ride it out, only then realising something was wrong.

       Chen Youyou pushed Zhan Weiyang at this time and said, “Go quickly.”

       Zhan Weiyang took a deep breath and rode the bicycle in front of Xie Ling. He looked at him and was so scared that he couldn’t speak for a while.

       Xie Ling didn’t look at him at all but just squatted down to check his tyre.

       Zhan Weiyang’s eyes fell on Xie Ling’s tyre, compared the front and rear wheels, and found that the traces of artificially pulling out the valve core were clearly visible.

       At this time, Xie Ling looked up at him.

       Zhan Weiyang instantly felt that he had been discovered by Xie Ling. His face turned pale. Without saying anything, he pedalled hard with both feet and rode forward.

       Chen Youyou, who was hiding next to him, saw this and called him strangely, “Hey!”

       Zhan Weiyang ignored him and rode his bike all the way. Chen Youyou chased him from behind until he reached the school gate and saw Zhan Weiyang standing on the roadside, holding his bike in a daze.

       Chen Youyou ran over, panting. He put one hand on the bicycle seat and asked him incoherently, “You, what are you running for?”

       Zhan Weiyang’s face was still pale. He lowered his voice, leaned into Chen Youyou’s ear, and said, “I think he found out.”

       Chen Youyou said, “He, doesn’t have, any evidence! Just, volunteer to, help him, fix the bike.”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head in a daze.

       Chen Youyou couldn’t help but worry, “What’s wrong with you?”

       Zhan Weiyang still shook his head. He suddenly pushed the bike to Chen Youyou and said, “I’m leaving. You go take him home.”

       Chen Youyou was stunned, “Why should I take him home?”

       Zhan Weiyang seemed not to hear him. He waved his hand and walked towards the bus stop.

       Chen Youyou called out to him a couple more times, but Zhan Weiyang didn’t stop. He thought Zhan Weiyang must be crazy to tell him to take Xie Ling home. He just rode a short distance and suddenly felt guilty about the whole situation. He turned around and saw Xie Ling walking out of the school, not even pushing his bike but heading straight to find a shared bike. He gritted his teeth, rode up to Xie Ling, pushed his bike towards him, and said, “B-borrow this, and return it to, Zhan Weiyang tomorrow.” Then, he quickly ran off.

       Zhan Weiyang took the bus home. When he got home, Auntie Luo and his grandmother both cordially invited him to eat, but he didn’t see Pei Qing at home.

       He sat down, picked up the rice bowl, and asked, “Where is Qing ge?”

       Auntie Luo said, “He said he has to work overtime at the company tonight and won’t be back for dinner.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Oh.” He began to eat silently, poking his chopsticks in the bowl, picking up a few grains of rice and putting them into his mouth, and he always looked a bit listless.

       Halfway through the meal, Zhan Weiyang asked Auntie Luo, “Where does Qing ge work?”

       Auntie Luo said, “I don’t know, you can send him a message yourself.”

       “Never mind,” Zhan Weiyang said in a depressed mood, “Then how late does he have to work?”

       Auntie Luo said, “I don’t know.”

       Zhan Weiyang was even more depressed.

       At this time, Grandma suddenly said, “Yangyang, ask Grandma. Grandma knows where Qing ge works.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Grandma quickly, “Grandma know?”

       Grandma stood up before she finished her meal.

       Auntie Luo said beside her, “Why are you in such a hurry? Let’s talk after dinner.”

       Grandma said, “Seeing as my Yangyang is in such a hurry, I’ll go find it for him now.” Grandma staggered out of the dining room, and Zhan Weiyang followed her. He helped her walk into the room, watching her rummaging in the small drawer of the bedside table and found a small notebook.

       “Here is the company where your Qing ge works,” said Grandma.

       This address was left by Pei Qing to Grandma after Zhan Pengcheng went on a business trip. He said that if there was something urgent at home and she needed to find him and couldn’t get in touch with him by phone, she could go to the company where he was interning.

       Zhan Weiyang took a picture of the address with his mobile phone.

       Grandma asked him, “Are you going to find Qing ge?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Grandma said, “Then bring him some food. This kid must have no time to eat dinner because he’s working overtime.”

       Zhan Weiyang thought for a moment and said, “I’ll go buy it over there.”

       Grandma nodded, “That’s good too. Otherwise, Yangyang wouldn’t be able to carry it if it were too far.”

       Zhan Weiyang helped Grandma back to the dining table and sat down. He ate half a bowl of rice absentmindedly, put down his chopsticks and said, “I’m leaving.”

       Grandma said to him, “Be careful on the road.”

       Zhan Weiyang trotted out of the house and walked to the gate of the neighbourhood. He searched for the address of Pei Qing’s internship company on his mobile phone and then walked to the bus stop to take the bus.

       When sitting on the bus, Zhan Weiyang stared out the window in a daze. He had been in a bit of a trance ever since the System inside his head had started appearing again halfway through the second half of the National Day.

       He tried hard to think about what he should do, but the more he thought about it, the less he seemed able to find a definite answer. Instead, it only made his mind more confused.

       So he wanted to see Pei Qing very much. Only when he was with Pei Qing did his chaotic thoughts become a little simpler, and he could forget many meaningless things.

       Meaningful? What can be considered as meaningful? Zhan Weiyang thought.

       He sat in the back row of the bus, raised both hands and imitated Chen Youyou by pressing his fingertips together and rubbing them lightly.

       Zhan Weiyang liked the feeling of kissing Pei Qing very much. He would immerse himself in it, so that his mind would be empty, and he would always feel happy.

       After the National Day, the temperature had completely dropped, and there was no trace of summer. The sky was darker than before.

       The weather had been bad for several days in a row, and it was gloomy in the evening. The street lights on the roadside were all orange-yellow in colour, shining down from high above through the grids of car windows, standing on people’s faces, and reflecting Zhan Weiyang’s fair face into a warm orange.

       Arriving at the station near Pei Qing’s internship company, Zhan Weiyang got off the bus and walked slowly along the roadside.

       There was a cake shop on the roadside. There were beautiful cakes in the glass window. There was a mirror behind the cake display cabinet.

       Zhan Weiyang stopped and looked at himself in the mirror. Suddenly, he felt strange.

       The boy in the mirror was tall and thin, clean and fair. His eyes were clear but not bright enough as if they were hazy and covered with a layer of fog. He had seen this face since he was a child, but for some reason, he always felt that he was not like himself at this time. But if it was not himself, who could it be?

       The top layer of the display cabinet was a birthday cake. It featured houses, dwarves, and green trees. Zhan Weiyang’s eyes fell on the tree, and he was in a daze for a long time until a car passed by behind him and honked.

       The horn sounded very sharp and sobered him up. He turned around nervously and saw pedestrians passing by hurriedly or leisurely on the street. Then he remembered that he was looking for Pei Qing, so he continued to walk forward.

       He asked the owner of a dumpling restaurant to pack several dumplings because he wanted to try every flavour. After packing them, he felt that it was too much.

       Zhan Weiyang walked into the company’s office building and called Pei Qing in the lobby.

       The phone was picked up quickly, and Pei Qing’s tone was a little surprised, “Yangyang? What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Which floor are you on? I brought you dinner.”

       Pei Qing was obviously stunned and asked him, “Where are you?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m on the first floor.”

       Pei Qing immediately said, “Wait for me there.” Then he hung up the phone.

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Chapter 7

August 27, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       After Qian Xiaoke escaped back home, he circled this day on the calendar with a red pen.

       It was really a thrilling day. No matter what, it was worth commemorating it a little.

       He lay on the bed, holding his big rabbit doll, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

       It was past ten o’clock in the evening. Qian Xiaoke was still wearing Jiang Tongyan’s clothes. He turned over in bed and let the big rabbit doll lie on his belly.

       He thought about it for a while, then took out his mobile phone to search: How to treat impotence?

       Almost at the same time, Jiang Tongyan, who was waiting to board the plane, also took his mobile phone and typed a few words in the search bar: How to treat impotence?

       Although they didn’t want to admit it, the two people who were not together still had a tacit understanding.

       Qian Xiaoke fell asleep while searching, and Jiang Tongyan became anxious while searching.

       Life was hard, and Jiang Tongyan felt that his life had been ruined.

       After a drunken and dreamy weekend, Qian Xiaoke got up on Monday morning with full energy, packed his things and went to work.

       As usual, he bought an egg-filled pancake with eggs and sausages at the breakfast stall near his home and ate it while walking to the subway station. When he arrived outside the subway station, he had just finished eating.

       He threw away the trash, wiped his mouth, and walked into the subway station with a sense of satisfaction.

       On Monday mornings, the subway was so crowded that a person could die. Every time at this time, Qian Xiaoke imagined himself as a sausage, and the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became.

       He arrived at the company quite early, and after clocking in, he began to clean up his workstation.

       As a company receptionist, Qian Xiaoke had always been diligent and conscientious. Basically, he was the first to arrive at the company four days a week.

       He said, “The front desk is very important. I am the face of our company.”

       As the face of the company, he was responsible for not only receiving visiting guests and answering consultation calls but also receiving and sending express deliveries from colleagues. It was really a heavy responsibility!

       Although the company’s front desk job sounds like one with little technical content and a low salary, Qian Xiaoke loves his job and said in front of everyone at last year’s annual meeting, “As long as Mr. Cheng doesn’t mind, I will be our company’s front desk for the rest of my life!”

       The career plan was very clear.

       He was a good young man.

       Colleagues arrived one after another, and everyone got to work.

       On Monday morning, Qian Xiaoke was very busy, mainly distributing express deliveries to colleagues and thinking about what takeaway to order for lunch when it was close to lunch break. Finally, after the express deliveries were distributed and the takeaways were ordered, he began to lose his mind and vaguely remembered that man.

       That was, the man who took away half of his virginity.

       What was his name…

       Qian Xiaoke really had no impression. His mind was full of the words ‘Shen Huiming’, but it was obvious that the other party was not called by this name. It seemed that he had some problems with the man named Shen Huiming.

       Qian Xiaoke recalled that he had to admit that he was quite delighted before the other party withered.

       If everything could go smoothly at that time…

       “Cheng Sen’s express.”

       The voice of the courier interrupted Qian Xiaoke’s wandering.

       “Okay, thank you.”

       After sending the courier away, Qian Xiaoke ran to Cheng Sen’s office, knocked on the door, and said obediently, “Mr. Cheng, there is your express.”

       Cheng Sen asked him to bring it in, “Who sent it?”

       Qian Xiaoke walked to the office while looking at the sender’s information, “Jiang Tongyan…”

       “Tongyan?” Cheng Sen didn’t know what had happened between them before, and Qian Xiaoke didn’t know Jiang Tongyan’s name, so neither of them realised what this delivery meant at this moment.

       Cheng Sen took the express from Qian Xiaoke and opened it.

       “Qian Xiaoke?”

       Cheng Sen made a puzzled sound.

       At this time, Qian Xiaoke had already walked to the door, ready to return to his post, but suddenly heard the boss calling him and immediately turned around, “Yeah, Mr. Cheng, what’s up?”

       Cheng Sen held Qian Xiaoke’s ID card in his hand and said, “Why is your ID card here with Tongyan?”

       “Huh?” Qian Xiaoke was stunned, “What?”

       He walked back blankly and took the ID card handed over by Cheng Sen.

       The moment he saw his ID card, he suddenly remembered that the guy had taken it when he went out to eat with someone yesterday and never gave it back to him!

       “Ah!” Qian Xiaoke exclaimed.

       Cheng Sen was startled by him, “Did someone step on your tail?”

       Qian Xiaoke smiled awkwardly, “No, no, it was an accident.”

       More than just a tail.

       It was not just as simple as being stepped on by someone.

       Qian Xiaoke suddenly felt something was wrong. How did that guy know that he worked in Cheng Sen’s company? Moreover, he sent his ID card directly to Cheng Sen!

       The clever Qian Xiaoke smelled a hint of conspiracy.

       He suddenly felt a little desperate and felt that something was wrong.

       That guy must be trying to take revenge on him, even extending his sinful hand to his workplace!

       Qian Xiaoke would never allow his career to be ruined!

       “Jiang Tongyan…” Qian Xiaoke muttered thoughtfully.

       “How did your ID card end up with Tongyan?”

       “Ahahaha,” Qian Xiaoke suddenly had an idea, “Mr. Jiang is really a good man who returns lost property. It was Zhou Mo ge’s birthday, and I had a bit too much to drink. My ID might have fallen out, and Mr. Jiang found it.”

       Cheng Sen thought his statement was possible, but Qian Xiaoke’s expression didn’t seem to indicate that he was telling the truth.

       However, he didn’t like to pry into people’s privacy, so he waved his hand, meaning he could return.

       “Mr. Cheng,” Qian Xiaoke asked devoutly, holding his ID card with both hands, “Where does Mr. Jiang work? He found my ID card and gave it back to me. I want to thank him.”

       Thank him?

       Qian Xiaoke sneered in his heart: This is called an eye for an eye. You, Jiang Tongyan, have reached into my workplace to threaten me, so don’t blame me for using the same method to deal with you!

       “He went back to New York yesterday.” Cheng Sen was a little surprised. According to his understanding, Qian Xiaoke was a very stingy person, yet he actually took the initiative to treat people to a meal. There was something fishy about this.

       “New York?”

       “Yes,” Cheng Sen smiled, “but there is no rush if you want to treat him to a meal.”

       “What do you mean?” Qian Xiaoke asked, “Mr. Cheng, are you going to send me on a business trip to New York?”

       Then I have to hurry up to apply for a passport and visa!

       “No.”

       …Oh, I really thought too much. Qian Xiaoke was a little disappointed.

       But that’s right. Why would they send a company receptionist to New York? Or send and receive express delivery? Or a marriage?

       “He should return to China in a while, and you can treat him to a few meals when you want.”

       Return?

       Qian Xiaoke was relieved after knowing that Jiang Tongyan was in the United States. Why was he coming back?

       Is he coming back to hunt him down?

       Chasing him to take responsibility for his impotence?

       “What’s wrong with you?” Cheng Sen looked at Qian Xiaoke, whose eyes were almost popping out, and smiled, “Just kidding, he won’t care about these things, so there’s no need to treat him to a meal.”

       “You mean he won’t come back?”

       “No,” Cheng Sen looked at him. He should come back. I just said he wouldn’t mind whether you treated him to a meal.”

       The next second, Qian Xiaoke’s face was full of grief.

       Cheng Sen couldn’t help but ask, “You and him… have something to hide from me?”

       “No!” Qian Xiaoke immediately stood up straight, as if making a declaration, and said to Cheng Sen, “He and I are innocent!”

       Cheng Sen looked at him and smiled meaningfully.

       Ah… Innocent, huh…

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