Zhan Weiyang locked himself in the bathroom. He felt as if the smell of Pei Qing was still lingering in the air. He couldn’t help but raise his head and smell it everywhere before he buried his head in front of the sink to wash.
After hanging the towel back on the towel rack, Zhan Weiyang looked down at Pei Qing’s coat he was wearing and gently said, ‘Oh’—he found some oil stains on the collar. He stood in the bathroom and thought about it, took off the coat, carefully wet only that small area with water, applied some soap and scrubbed it, and finally wiped it clean with a wet paper towel with difficulty.
Zhan Weiyang put the coat back on. Except for the area on his chest, other places were still warm.
He came out of the bathroom and went back to his room. He saw Zhan Xiusong still sleeping on his back, occupying most of the bed.
Zhan Weiyang walked over, opened the quilt, slept on the remaining one-third of the bed, and reached out to turn off the light.
The surroundings fell into darkness, and Zhan Xiusong’s presence became stronger.
Zhan Weiyang secretly pushed his arm, trying to push it a little, but as soon as he let go, Zhan Xiusong’s arm stretched out again.
How annoying!
Zhan Weiyang thought that if Zhan Xiusong and Zhan Weiguang hadn’t suddenly come back, Pei Qing could have accompanied him for a whole day today.
The more he thought about it, the more he found Zhan Xiusong annoying. He was really unhappy. He sat up sullenly and stared at Zhan Xiusong’s slightly undulating outline in the dark for a long time.
Later, Zhan Weiyang got off the bed, hugged his pillow and quilt, and quietly left the room and went to the next door.
He twisted open Pei Qing’s room door and peeked inside. Hearing no sounds, he tiptoed in so quietly that his footsteps were almost inaudible. He closed the door, then climbed onto the bed, carefully placing the pillow and spreading the blanket over himself before lying down flat.
The familiar sense of security instantly enveloped Zhan Weiyang. He almost closed his eyes and fell asleep. The moment before falling asleep, he thought to himself that he had to get up and go back to his room before Pei Qing woke up tomorrow so as not to let Pei Qing and Zhan Xiusong know.
Then, Zhan Weiyang slept so deeply that he was completely unaware of his surroundings. When he woke up, there was no chance of getting up before Pei Qing; in fact, Pei Qing was already out of the room.
Zhan Weiyang sat on the bed in a daze. After the confusion of waking up passed, he rubbed his eyes and thought it was bad.
Pei Qing’s quilt was folded and placed on the head of the bed. He reached out and touched the bed sheet. It was already cold.
Zhan Weiyang got out of bed, picked up his pillow and quilt and left. He still secretly opened the door of his room but saw that the quilt on the bed was still spread out, but Zhan Xiusong was not there.
“Zhan Weiyang!” Someone suddenly shouted his name behind him and patted his back hard.
Zhan Weiyang stumbled forward two steps, turned back nervously, and saw Zhan Xiusong standing at the door, looking at him strangely.
Zhan Xiusong said, “Where have you been?”
Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything. He silently put his things back on the bed and then opened the cabinet to find clothes to change.
Zhan Xiusong followed in, yawned loudly, and walked to the bed as if he wanted to continue sleeping. However, he never lay down; he just stared at Zhan Weiyang and asked him, “Did you sleep with your father last night?”
Zhan Weiyang turned his back to Zhan Xiusong, changed into a long-sleeved T-shirt and a shirt-like jacket, and bent over to change into jeans.
Zhan Xiusong said, “You are already eighteen years old.”
Zhan Weiyang turned his head to look at him, “I am seventeen years old.”
Zhan Xiusong said, “You are technically eighteen. Aren’t you embarrassed to sleep with your father at the age of eighteen?” He smiled as he spoke as if he was teasing Zhan Weiyang.
Zhan Weiyang changed his clothes and said, “I’m going to eat.”
Zhan Xiusong yawned again, stood up from the bed, and said, “Then I’ll go eat too.”
When he went to the dining room on the first floor, Zhan Weiyang found that Zhan Pengcheng, Pei Qing, and Zhan Weiguang were all there.
He didn’t know what Zhan Pengcheng and Pei Qing were talking about. Pei Qing was listening humbly while peeling an egg.
Pei Qing moved slowly, and his fingers were slender, which looked very good against the peeled egg.
Zhan Weiguang first noticed Zhan Weiyang and said to him, “Are you up? Come and have breakfast.”
Only then did Zhan Pengcheng and Pei Qing turn their heads towards him, and Zhan Pengcheng raised his hand to call him over.
Zhan Weiyang walked over and sat next to Pei Qing. Pei Qing reached out and put the freshly peeled egg into Zhan Weiyang’s bowl.
Zhan Pengcheng saw it and said quickly, “You eat it yourself. I will peel some for him.”
Pei Qing took another egg and said, “Isn’t it the same?”
Zhan Pengcheng then said to Zhan Weiyang, “Why don’t you thank Qing ge?”
Zhan Weiyang said quickly, “Thank Qing ge.”
Pei Qing smiled and said nothing.
Zhan Pengcheng immediately got up and went to the kitchen, asking Auntie Luo to heat milk for Zhan Weiyang.
At this time, Zhan Xiusong also came down from the upstairs. He walked to the dining table and sat down. He first said, “Good morning Qing ge, good morning Guang ge.” Seeing Zhan Pengcheng coming out of the kitchen, he called out, “Good morning, uncle.”
Zhan Pengcheng sat down and said to them, “Eat first. I’ll take you out to play after breakfast.”
Zhan Xiusong immediately asked, “Where are we going?”
Zhan Pengcheng said, “I’ve already booked lunch and dinner at Guiyuan in the western suburbs. We can spend the whole day there.”
Zhan Xiusong was not very interested, but he nodded and said, “Okay.” He reached out and took a bun, and before he put it in his mouth, he suddenly said, “We can play mahjong in the afternoon.”
Zhan Pengcheng smiled and said nothing.
Zhan Weiguang heard this and said, “That’s going to cost money. Do you have money to pay if you lose?”
Zhan Xiusong said, “Do you have the nerve to win money from me? I’m the youngest in the family, alright.”
Zhan Weiyang listened to them quietly, holding a bun in his hand and chewing it slowly.
Zhan Xiusong suddenly turned the topic to him and asked Zhan Pengcheng, “Uncle, did Zhan Weiyang sleep with you last night?”
Zhan Weiyang suddenly became nervous and secretly glanced at Pei Qing but did not see any change in Pei Qing’s expression.
Zhan Pengcheng replied, “No. Didn’t he sleep with you?”
“No!” Zhan Xiusong said, “He took away his pillow and quilt and didn’t sleep in his room.”
Zhan Pengcheng was a little surprised and looked at Zhan Weiyang.
Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and ate the buns in panic.
Zhan Pengcheng then looked at Zhan Weiguang and said, “Weiguang—”
“I don’t know,” Zhan Weiguang said before Zhan Pengcheng finished speaking, “He didn’t sleep at mine.”
Pei Qing spoke at this time, “Uncle, Yangyang slept in my room last night.”
“Huh?” Zhan Xiusong couldn’t help but make a sound of surprise.
Zhan Weiyang grabbed a tissue in his hand and nervously scratched it with his fingers.
Pei Qing said calmly, “I ran into Yangyang in the bathroom at night. He said the bed was too small for him to sleep, so I asked him to sleep in my room.”
Zhan Weiyang and Pei Qing’s rooms both have double beds, but Zhan Weiyang’s bed is 1.5 meters wide, while Pei Qing’s room has a 1.8-meter-wide bed, so two people sleeping were not crowded.
Zhan Xiusong didn’t expect Zhan Weiyang to sleep in Pei Qing’s room for a night, and he pouted his lips in displeasure.
Zhan Pengcheng looked at Zhan Weiyang, “Yangyang, is it not good to sleep with Songsong?”
Zhan Weiyang raised his head and said ‘En’ softly.
Zhan Pengcheng said, “Is that so? Then come and sleep with Dad tonight.” After that, he said to Pei Qing, “I’m sorry, xiao Qing, Yangyang must have disturbed you last night.”
Pei Qing said, “Uncle, there’s no need to be so polite with me. We’re family, and Yangyang is my brother. If Xiusong doesn’t mind, he can come and sleep with me tonight, and Yangyang can sleep in his own room.”
Zhan Weiyang immediately looked at Pei Qing, thinking to himself that it wouldn’t work; he minded. He wanted Pei Qing to look at him.
But Pei Qing didn’t look at him. Zhan Pengcheng said, “It’s okay, you all sleep well. I’ll take care of Yangyang.”
Zhan Weiyang was a little anxious, and he went down from the table to pull Pei Qing’s hand.
Pei Qing sensed it and suddenly held his hand, lightly scratching his palm with his fingertips. Then he said to Zhan Pengcheng, “Let’s talk about it tonight. Let’s see where they want to sleep.”
Zhan Pengcheng nodded, “That’s okay too.”
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