The sun's warmth doesn't shine on me alone

Jin Zhou became an unemployed vagrant again. He had nothing to do after dinner, so he stayed at home and enjoyed his rare leisure time. Song Shuyang pestered him to listen to his latest music on the grounds of operating the account.

Jin Zhou pointed to his thigh, "This is Song Shuyang's special seat for listening to music."

Someone complained, but sat down faster than a rocket, picked up the headphones and gestured for him to press the play button.

"Wait a moment!"

Song Shuyang grabbed the mouse and repeatedly dragged the progress bar to listen to the first three seconds.

Jin Zhou rested his chin on his shoulder and asked in an ambiguous tone, "Do you like it?"

It is the new watermark Song Shuyang wrote for him.

Jin Zhou did not simply read it out once and then upload it, but instead made very detailed production of it.

It begins with a mechanical sound that quickly and vaguely repeats "sun" several times, then connects with the sound of waves, and smoothly transitions to the vocals recorded by Jin Zhou. The voice is low and the texture is like waves caressing white sand.

"Shine on boats," the voice ends with the sound of a steamboat whistle.

Jin Zhou processed the sound channels, so when you put on headphones and listen to it, it feels like he is whispering in your ear.

He really took every little thing he said to heart and treated it with great enthusiasm.

Song Shuyang's eyes were hot as he listened to the romantic and melodious music produced by Jin Zhou in his headphones. He turned his head and kissed him passionately.

Jin Zhou hugged him tighter, hooked that soft tongue to dance with him, Song Shuyang was kissed so hard that his face was dazed, and his headphones slipped to the ground unknowingly, but no one cared, and the "ticking" sound of water echoed in the bedroom.

The song in the headphones played repeatedly several times before Song Shuyang finally decided to withdraw from his mouth and lean on his chest to breathe deeply.

"Are you comfortable?" Jin Zhou asked in a low voice.

"Um."

This time Jin Zhou didn't suck as hard, and it was more gentle than the previous violent sucks.

"Let me record a video for you," Song Shuyang suddenly suggested, "I recently saw a very famous DJ with a very cool style. You can refer to it."

Jin Zhou didn't expose his little idea of ​​wanting everyone to hear his exclusive customized watermark as soon as possible, and cooperated with him obediently.

Director Song instructed: "You have to appear on camera this time. Change into some cooler clothes and dress up."

Jin Zhou sat upright on the chair and let him try out the clothes on him one by one. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it okay to dress so flamboyantly in front of outsiders?"

It is very virtuous.

Song Shuyang was very generous. "No problem, let others appreciate Mr. Song's personal collection."

Jin Zhou was pleased by the word "treasure" and narrowed his eyes in pleasure.

"Let's take this one." Song Shuyang finally chose a black long-sleeved shirt with a strong drape. The wide neckline was just a little below the collarbone, just enough to reveal the mole. If you unbuttoned both buttons, you could faintly see a little bit of the groove of the chest muscles in the V-shape.

Of course, I won’t show you anything further down, it’s just to make you greedy.

He then took out a bunch of metal jewelry from the drawer, including necklaces, earrings, and rings. He put on all the necessary accessories, and when he looked at the whole thing, he suddenly understood why some people like to play dress-up games.

After the live-action version of Miracle Zhou Zhou was dressed up, Director Song set up the camera and signaled the actors that they could begin.

Jin Zhou started the DJ player, played the watermark first, then kept adjusting the buttons along with the music, humming softly.

Song Shuyang was fascinated without realizing it. Jin Zhou really had an indescribable charm when playing music. The notes danced between his slender fingers, and then lingered around his whole body, conveying his sensitive and powerful emotions to the people behind the camera.

At that moment, Song Shuyang understood one thing.

The night Jiang Shi changed his opinion of Jin Zhou, it was not because Jin Zhou was deliberately flirting, but because he was confused.

The camera wasn't even turned off yet, and the two of them were entangled and kissing again.

The buttons on the DJ player were pushed randomly by two trembling hands, making the music a mess.

Song Shuyang gently pushed him away, her two moist lips opening and closing as she said some flirtatious words: "It's all recorded. What if I accidentally missed it when I was editing it?"

"That's too careless."

"Hey, Jin Zhou, would you mind letting others know about our relationship?"

Jin Zhou laughed, "I should be the one asking you this."

He was born without a sense of morality. Unlike Song Shuyang, he would feel guilty to death if he violated even the slightest bit of public order and morality. To put it even more shamelessly, let alone the fact that they were not related by blood, even if they were, he would probably...

But I can't say this out loud, otherwise it will scare the person in front of me.

Song Shuyang jumped down from the table and took out the mobile phone he had used to record for half a day, preparing to cut out the latter part separately and find time to enjoy it slowly.

It was very late at night, and he still wanted to edit the video before going to sleep, but he was ordered to go to bed and forced to sleep. His last thought before falling asleep was -

Alas, I can’t escape the fate of being ruled by the big devil in this life.

Jin Zhou had nothing to do, so he wandered over to the school the next day to watch him rehearse. It just so happened that there were only three actors and one director in today's rehearsal, and with Guo Zixiu in tow, there were only five people working. Song Shuyang gave Jin Zhou the job without a second thought, and ordered him to drive to get the props.

While everyone else was setting up the scene in front of the stage, Song Shuyang and Guo Zixiu worked together, one in front and one behind, to move the large wardrobe out. This thing was an important prop and had to be moved in and out during every rehearsal. As time went on, the already loose cabinet door became even more shaky.

By the time Song Shuyang realized something was wrong, the cabinet door was about to fall off and hit Guo Zixiu. At that critical moment, Song Shuyang didn't think twice and subconsciously pushed Guo Zixiu away, but he was hit by the heavy wooden board. Before he could react, the cabinet was about to fall down due to gravity because there was no one supporting it.

Song Shuyang was nearly knocked unconscious by the blow on his head, and had no time to dodge. Fortunately, he was thin and frail, so he was just caught in the gap in the wardrobe.

Guo Zixiu was terrified and quickly slammed the wooden board and called out to him, "Yangyang! Yangyang!"

"I'm fine," Song Shuyang's muffled voice came through the heavy wood. "This cabinet is too heavy. You can't move it. Go find someone outside to help."

When he said this, Guo Zixiu was already trying to lift the huge thing, but his thin arms were powerless. He felt guilty and anxious, and tears came out. "I'm sorry, Yangyang, if you hadn't saved me, I wouldn't have..."

"Don't talk about that. I wasn't crushed. It's just that the dust on the ground was too heavy and it made my face itchy."

Guo Zixiu wiped away his tears and said, "Okay, okay, wait for me, I'll call someone over right away."

Song Shuyang curled up in the darkness and waited quietly. He was indeed not crushed, but it was really painful when the cabinet door hit his head. His head is still buzzing. Otherwise, he would have used some strength to lift the door up and crawl out.

Guo Zixiu went and came back, sounding even more panicked. "I don't know where they all ran off to. What should I do?"

"It's okay, don't panic. Give Jin Zhou a call. He should have come back with the props. His number is..."

Unexpectedly, before he could give the number, Guo Zixiu had already called.

A flicker of doubt crossed Song Shuyang's mind, but he didn't have time to dwell on it. Guo Zixiu was timid, and even now, he'd been so frightened that his sanity hadn't returned. He wanted to start from the beginning of the universe. He shouted outside, "Just ask him to come backstage. He'll know what's going on when he sees it."

Guo Zixiu was stunned. "Oh, Brother Zhou, you'll know when you come to the back of the stage."

Although the matter was not explained clearly, Jin Zhou knew with his strong comprehension that something had happened to Song Shuyang. Within three minutes, he ran in breathlessly. Without saying much nonsense, he grabbed the corners of the clothes in each hand and lifted a gap with force. Song Shuyang took advantage of the situation and pushed up hard, and finally got out.

He leaned in Jin Zhou's arms and breathed in the fresh air. He didn't feel scared when he was trapped inside just now, but when he saw his boyfriend, he was instantly overwhelmed. He whimpered and said, "Why did you come just now? I was scared."

Jin Zhou looked at Guo Zixiu, then looked down at the person in his arms and asked, "You're not taking me with you to play hide-and-seek?"

Song Shuyang: "..."

For some reason, Guo Zixiu saw Jin Zhou looking a little scared, and explained in a panic: "I didn't mean to do that. The cabinet door was loose, and Yang... Song Shuyang saved me..."

He immediately waved his hands again, "It's not because of me, it's because he's a very kind little boy who can't bear to see others get hurt. If it were someone else, he would definitely save them."

Song Shuyang thought he was a little weird, so he got out of Jin Zhou's arms and punched him, "What are you talking about? Are you scared silly?"

Guo Zixiu nodded honestly, "Yeah, I was scared silly."

Jin Zhou said nothing more, "Let your school buy some good things. How dare you let students use this kind of junk?"

That evening, Song Shuyang saw an entry in the weekly feedback booklet pushed out by their school’s official WeChat account: [School equipment is seriously outdated and poses a major safety hazard]

Attached is the Dean's reply: [Special personnel have been arranged to check and replace]

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at Jin Zhou, "Is it really that serious?"

Jin Zhou's face was full of innocence, "What are you talking about? I don't know."

Song Shuyang turned over and sat on him, pinching his face. "You have a strong desire for revenge. Why didn't I notice it before?"

Jin Zhou let him mess around on him, and when he calmed down, he reached out and gently stroked the swollen spot on his forehead, "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, I'm not that squeamish."

"I hate you," Jin Zhou said suddenly without any context, looking gloomy. "You are always so nice to others."

This made Song Shuyang feel wronged. He pointed to his heart and said from the bottom of his heart: "Am I not good to you?"

Jin Zhou unreasonably pressed him into his arms, rubbing his chin against his shoulder. "I don't want you to be nice to everyone. I want you to be nice to me alone."

Song Shuyang pushed him away, his face full of righteousness, "Sorry, I can't do anything other than being a hero."

"Then I hate you."

Song Shuyang wilted when he heard this, "Why?"

Jin Zhou started rubbing against him again, "You little central air conditioner, you're nice to everyone, so what's the difference between me and others?"

Song Shuyang couldn't stand being rubbed by him. His whole body was itchy. He twisted and turned in his arms, begging for mercy: "I was wrong, Jin Zhou... um... I was wrong..."

Even if he said that, Jin Zhou still didn't feel relieved.

I know that the sun cannot shine on him alone, and I like the way he radiates warmth to everyone without distinction, but I have to keep getting stuck on this kind of thing.

This was a completely unsolvable proposition. In the end, he was at his wit's end and begged, "Zizi, can you be a little nicer to me and a little nicer to others?"

Song Shuyang could sense his uneasiness and patted him on the back gently. "I'll give you 90% and only give a little to others."

Jin Zhou finally smiled contentedly.

"I'm going to sleep in the dormitory tomorrow night. You'll have dinner by yourself. Don't wait for me." After hugging for a while, Song Shuyang suddenly said.

Jin Zhou immediately became unhappy, "Ah—why?"

"Well, I have something to take care of."

Jin Zhou glanced up and down, understood instantly, and complained: "You did something bad without taking me with you."

"I don't want that!" Song Shuyang collapsed and shouted, "Am I so frivolous in your heart? Can't I do something serious?!"

"Isn't this a serious matter?"

The conversation had come to this point, so Song Shuyang asked him, "Hey, do you think of me when you do that?"

Jin Zhou smiled at him and gave a universal answer: "Secret."

"Tell me," Song Shuyang was the first to confess, "I've been thinking about you."

Seeing that Jin Zhou had no intention of answering, he swayed his body and pestered him, "Tell me, there's nothing to be shy about. We are so familiar with each other, and I've seen you before..."

Seeing that Jin Zhou's eyes were getting darker and darker, he didn't dare to say anything more.

In the past, he would rush into the house without knocking. Once, he accidentally broke into Jin Zhou's room and encountered something bad.

At that time, he was at the age where he was curious about such things, and he thought it was okay for two brothers to discuss such things, since the boys around them would discuss them with each other privately anyway.

When he thinks back on this incident now, he can hardly lift his head.

But he immediately realized that something was wrong, "You wouldn't do that to me at that time..."

Jin Zhou looked into his eyes without comment.

Song Shuyang was embarrassed and annoyed. He climbed down from him, cursing, "I still treat you as my brother. How shameless of you, Jin Zhou!"

"No," Jin Zhou turned over and pressed him under him, "You want a wife, not shame."

The two began to kiss each other fiercely again, as if to cover up the past with sweet memories.

In the end, Song Shuyang also became confused, and his memory became increasingly weird. He vaguely felt that he had liked Jin Zhou a little bit during his adolescence, otherwise why would he like to cling to him so much.