Jin Zhou, let's go home

Song Shuyang's mind was completely messed up by Guo Zixiu. The words "child-reared husband" kept circling in his mind. The brain was a terrifying thing, and it could conjure up a whole bunch of things around those three words, like holding hands with Jin Zhou while shopping, or watching a movie together. These were all relatively innocent, but then there was...

No! This is too scary!

He shook his head, trying to get rid of these strange thoughts from his mind.

When they met again in the evening, he was a little hesitant to face Jin Zhou, especially his face. He pretended to have a cervical spondylosis attack and stared at his shoes. Jin Zhou knocked him on the head and said, "This is the third time I'm asking you, what are you eating for dinner?"

Song Shuyang was awakened by his knock. He looked at the face in front of him again, his heart was calm. Sure enough, everything was just an illusion. He casually replied: "Eat noodles."

Jin Zhou wailed, "Eating noodles again."

"Then eat."

"OK."

"...Are you sick? Then why are you asking me?"

"It shows respect, but it's not really that respectful."

Song Shuyang was so angry that he was dizzy and cursed Guo Zixiu a hundred times in his heart. How could he like Jin Zhou? How could such a bastard like Jin Zhou like him!

In the evening, Song Shuyang still followed Jin Zhou back home. Although he had talked it out with Guo Zixiu, a new conflict had arisen. He was afraid that Guo Zixiu would pester him for Jin Zhou's contact information as soon as they met. He didn't want to give it, well, he didn't want to give it for no reason.

While Jin Zhou was washing up, he started consulting his life mentor, Teacher A. This time, the question he entered was: [How do I know if I like someone?]

Teacher A mentioned a key word: [physiological liking]

When I see him, I want to get close to him, hold his hand, hug him, do the most intimate things with him, and kiss him all the time.

Song Shuyang put himself and Jin Zhou in their shoes, shuddered, and felt a chill throughout his body.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom disappear, he hurriedly deleted the record and returned to the short video app, pretending nothing had happened.

"I'm done, you go ahead."

"Oh." Song Shuyang put down his cell phone and walked forward like a headless fly without looking at the road. He was caught off guard and bumped into a soft object.

He looked up and almost fainted on the spot.

Is this part so soft?!

Jin Zhou looked at the dizzy man in front of him and twisted his shoulders in the other direction. "The bathroom is over there. Do you want to breastfeed or something?"

Song Shuyang couldn't stand hearing such talk at all and punched him in the stomach, "Jin Zhou! Are you sick!!!"

Jin Zhou covered his stomach and watched him flee in embarrassment.

Song Shuyang stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour, his skin almost wrinkled, but he didn't want to go out and face the atmosphere that made him blush and his heart beat fast.

He didn't want to fall in love with Jin Zhou even more. He was afraid that the bitch would laugh at him. Since he was a child, he had been determined to defeat Jin Zhou. How could he fall in love with the enemy before winning the battle?

And after experiencing it twice, he knew his heart could deceive people and would still beat the same rhythmically towards people he didn't particularly like. He even felt a little self-loathing, thinking he was so careless and cheap. He probably would have to give a few beats of his heart a sign of respect to any decent-looking dog he saw on the street.

That’s right, Jin Zhou is just a guy on the street, except that he is a bit good-looking and has a somewhat attractive figure.

After encouraging himself, Song Shuyang changed into clean clothes and came out of the bathroom. He bumped into Jin Zhou and asked him, "Have you washed your underwear? Bring it here and I'll wash it for you."

So the energy that had been buffered for an hour was drained by just one sentence. Song Shuyang used up his last bit of strength to rush back to the bedroom, fell on the bed, and turned off the phone completely.

The days passed like this, and on Friday night, Song Shuyang, who had been depressed for five whole days, decided to take advantage of this opportunity to sing a few songs with his friends to vent his frustration.

Jiang Ying had found the place. Han City had a much richer nightlife than Jiang City, and even after eight o'clock the streets were still packed. Song Shuyang came here to study because he loved the hustle and bustle. His mad dog-like personality had been suppressed for too long in that small, waterside town, bringing out a sentimentality that wasn't originally his. Once released, he felt instantly relieved, and even began to look at Jin Zhou with favor.

Jiang Ying looked at the young man running around in front of her and said to Jin Zhou in a teasing tone, "When you have time, take your brother out to play more often. Look at the child, he's almost going crazy from being cooped up."

Cici suddenly asked, "Where's Lao Han? Didn't he say he'd pay the bill today?"

Qi Mingyuan squeezed in between the two of them and said, "You really trust him. His tricks are just to tease children. If you really let him pay, he will run away faster than anyone else."

He suddenly thought of something and turned to Jin Zhou and said, "Keep an eye on your kid. I heard he's got some tricks up his sleeve when it comes to flirting."

Ge Dongdong also muttered to himself, "He's really playing around. Your brother definitely looks like he's into it. Boys this age are the easiest to fool. You really have to be careful."

Jin Zhou replied, "I understand."

When the group arrived at the place, Song Shuyang didn't hesitate to pick up his phone and ordered songs for himself. While everyone was still not in the mood, he sang three songs first, which won applause from the whole audience.

His singing is not very professional, but at least he has some dominance in KTV. He came here with the intention of showing himself.

Jin Zhou found it funny to see his tail sticking up in the air, so he forked a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate and fed it to his mouth.

Song Shuyang ate it naturally from his hand and found it quite sweet. "I want more."

Jin Zhou simply picked up the whole plate and fed him.

Jiang Ying, who was just about to start singing, immediately picked up the microphone and reported the two people, "Those two guys in the corner, please tone it down."

Cici: "Wow, wow, I want my sister to feed me some fruit too."

Jiang Ying said to the microphone, "Be good, I'll feed you after I finish singing."

Song Shuyang coughed uncomfortably.

The two of them kept calling each other sisters, making it seem like he and Jin Zhou were also flirting with each other as brother and brother!

Jiang Ying started singing, and no one paid attention to them anymore. Song Shuyang whispered angrily, "Can you be more restrained in public?"

Jin Zhou: "Yes."

He added, "But I have a question I'd like to ask you. I wonder if it's convenient for you."

"you say."

Jin Zhou pointed at himself, then at Song Shuyang, "Why are we both so unrestrained at home?"

Song Shuyang: "..."

Damn it! It was all that damned duo's fault. They had made him automatically assume they were a couple.

He was so annoyed that he leaned back on the sofa and said, "Just stay away from me."

Except for Jin Zhou, everyone took turns singing a few songs. The atmosphere was just right. The door of the private room was pushed open and Han Zhuqing came in dressed in formal attire.

It wouldn't be too obvious to ignore him online, but it wouldn't be so obvious offline. Jiang Ying hurried over and said, "Brother Han, I'm late. How do you want to make it up to me?"

Han Zhuqing said with a smile: "Then I will punish myself by drinking three cups, okay?"

He walked straight to Song Shuyang and asked, "Could you please pour me some wine?"

Song Shuyang, who was sulking with Jin Zhou, said: "Ah? Me?"

The other people looked at each other, knowing that he was about to take action.

Song Shuyang thought it was reasonable for him, as a junior, to pour wine for his elders. Just as he was about to reach out for the wine glass, his hand was suddenly blocked. Jin Zhou forced a business smile and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, my brother is quite spoiled at home and is not used to doing this kind of thing for others."

"You have to get used to it, otherwise what will you do when you enter society in the future?"

Jin Zhou still smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han."

The atmosphere was somewhat tense, but Han Zhuqing couldn't get angry at his smiling face, so she could only give herself a way out, "Xiao Jin, it's not good for you to be too protective."

Jin Zhou quietly held Song Shuyang's wrist from behind and said, "Well, I will teach him a lesson when I get back."

They had a private group chat without Han Zhuqing in it, and Cici was practically going crazy complaining: [Damn, Han is taking advantage of his age again]

Ge Dongdong: [Isn’t that right? I’m really fed up with him.]

Qi Mingyuan: [Help! Can you please not call him next time we go out to play? I get annoyed by his peacock-like look.]

Jin Zhou was still dealing with Han Zhuqing when this guy squeezed in between him and Song Shuyang as if he had no eyes. He asked Song Shuyang as if no one else was around: "What song do you want to hear? Uncle will sing it for you."

Even with his quick reaction time, Song Shuyang could see through his intention. He moved to the side and said with a look of resentment, "Whatever you want...Uncle."

The last two words are pronounced in a crosstalk accent, similar to "bye bye".

He was afraid when he recalled that night when he accepted his red envelope without thinking. He was afraid that he would misunderstand him again, so he deliberately found the most sexually appealing name.

Han Zhuqing smiled muffledly, "Okay, then please order me a song called 'I Like You', Xiao Jiang."

Jiang Ying's smile almost faded, "...Okay."

Several people listened to Han Zhuqing singing on pins and needles. Actually, his singing was not bad, it was just that his voice was too oily. In addition, everyone knew that he had a purpose, and even if the purpose was not for them, they still felt as if they were being sexually harassed.

The difference is that sexual harassment is illegal.

So he didn't break the law, and the police couldn't arrest him. No one dared to offend him, so they could only sit there like a bereaved family, and still put on a smile on their faces.

Song Shuyang sent a message to Jin Zhou: [Brother! Help!]

There is someone else in Ai Sibi: [Jin Zhou save me, save me]

Jin Zhou received the news, stood up and said, "Song Shuyang is feeling a little unwell, I'll take him back first."

After that, he didn't care what important speech Han Zhuqing was going to make, and pulled Song Shuyang away. The two of them walked slowly in the private room, but started running when they got out of the door, and suddenly broke into a sprint outside the mall!

After running past three street corners, he finally couldn't hold back his laughter. Song Shuyang laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe and kicked him, "Are you sick?"

Jin Zhou let go of his hand, looked at him and smiled, "Yeah, you are sick."

"Hey, you know what, compared to that old man, you're pretty refreshing."

"Song Shuyang, why did you think of comparing me with him?"

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, making Jin Zhou's newly cut hair fly and dance. In this hot summer, the strands of hair entangled the young man's uneasy heart.

He stared at Jin Zhou's face, his eyes scanning over it inch by inch, as if trying to confirm something.

Finally, he lowered his head and said, "Jin Zhou, let's go home."