Chapter 113 Bad temper but easy to coax

The light fell on the ground, stretching the person's shadow very long, and the black silhouette swayed slightly with the movement.

Zhu Yanshi walked forward a few steps and kicked the stone he had kicked far away even further. It fell down the slope and disappeared from view.

He heard the man's low laugh in his ear, his voice trembling and a little breathless.

"I thought it would be sooner."

"I've been busy all day today, and I only have time now. I hope I didn't disturb your rest."

Zhu Yanshi looked up at the moon and added a sentence.

"Even if it disturbs your rest, there's nothing I can do. The call has already been made."

"Not really. I'm exercising."

Song Zhiyu returned.

The same moon overhead, its light falling on different people's faces; in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a man's silhouette is reflected on the transparent glass.

The hair on Song Zhiyu's forehead was wet with sweat, and his dark eyes were fixed on his own silhouette reflected in the mirror.

Suddenly he curved his lips and smiled.

He himself didn't know why, as if he had a premonition, he suddenly felt like doing another set of exercises tonight, and then the phone call came in.

It was definitely not that he deliberately wanted to show off his noble quality of self-discipline.

It's definitely not an intention to deliberately seduce or test the other person.

Song Zhiyu turned around and sat on the sofa, holding the phone to his ear. He could even clearly hear the boy's breathing over there.

At this moment, the longing hidden deep in my heart and buried in the soil finally broke through the ground, took root and sprouted, and could no longer be stopped.

The saying "a day without seeing you feels like three years" is becoming more and more appropriate.

"I'll treat you to a meal when I get back. Thank you very much, boss, for giving me another job."

The boy's voice floated out from the microphone, gently brushing against the tip of people's hearts, making their hearts beat faster.

"Then please ask me a few more times. I won't be polite to you."

Song Zhiyu returned.

The two chatted about each other's recent situation without any topic. There was obviously no ambiguous topic, and the conversation was extremely meaningless, but Song Zhiyu just didn't want to hang up, even though he could only hear the other party's long breathing.

He licked his lips. "Has anyone else looked for you?"

Zhu Yanshi: "Others? What do you mean?"

Song Zhiyu raised his eyebrows: "The surname is...Fu?"

Temptation.

There was silence for a moment, and Zhu Yanshi's tone was a little uncomfortable: "Why did he ask me? He is a great painter, he must have his own things to do."

There was clearly no hint of longing in these words, but Song Zhiyu could sense something amiss from the other person's attitude.

"I heard he's going abroad for an art exhibition recently, so he might not have time, but that's okay..."

Song Zhiyu inadvertently demonstrated his seriousness and respect for this relationship.

"I always have plenty of time for you."

Zhu Yanshi: "..."

"That's a bit much, man."

Song Zhiyu laughed, and his fingers holding the phone gently touched the frosted surface on the back of the phone case.

In the sudden silence, he heard a male voice coming from the other end of the phone, floating from far away and seemed a little vague.

“…Who are you talking to on the phone?”

Song Zhiyu felt that the voice was a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he fixed it on the face of the idol who was dressed up in a gorgeous manner at a banquet one day.

He snorted coldly, giving Zhu Yanshi almost no chance to react.

"...You're really not loyal. You already have someone in the house, why are you still looking for me?"

“…”

No, is that right?

Zhu Yanshi was in a state of confusion. The atmosphere was obviously very good just now, but it was broken by the sudden appearance of this person. The balance was unbalanced and the atmosphere became strange.

The person on the other end of the phone was speaking in a sarcastic tone, while the boy who opened the window behind him was holding his chin and questioning innocently.

"Which little devil are you looking for behind my back? Why does it take so long?"

What is the magic?

It can make these men become like resentful women in the boudoir, start to have mental breakdowns and become jealous.

Zhu Yanshi simply stopped talking and lowered his head to reflect on himself. But in the end, he reflected on nothing!

It’s none of his business!

He turned around and reached out to lower the wooden window.

"You're still young and need to grow. Go to bed early. Why are you worrying about adult matters?"

After saying that, regardless of the other party's resistance, she stuffed the boy hanging on the window into the bedroom. The window was closed, and only the impotent rage from inside could be heard.

"You actually treated me like this for someone else!!"

Zhu Yanshi's temples were twitching violently. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, then turned and walked away from the window and spoke to the person on the phone.

“It’s just not possible to take care of children…”

Just as he finished speaking, another call came in. Zhu Yanshi took a look at the caller ID and saw that it was the unlucky kid Chen Shiyi.

After hanging up the phone, the other party kept calling. In the end, I had no choice but to get a message popped up on WeChat.

[Don't forget your identity! I need my assistant to appear before me right now, immediately!]

It’s not over yet.

Zhu Yanshi asked Song Zhiyu to wait for him for a moment, and his fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard as he replied a few words.

[Are you not finished yet?]

[Call me again and I'll move out tonight!]

After the message was sent, there were no more phone calls. However, my heart was broken in the room, and I was so angry that I was jumping up and down.

Zhu Yanshi picked up the phone again and called the person on the other end of the line.

"Song Zhiyu?"

"Um."

Song Zhiyu took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers, and the mist dissipated, blurring his vision.

He couldn't describe his feelings at the moment. He had never been so cautious before, but at this moment, he briefly felt a sense of being chosen.

It seems a little ridiculous. I have never had to care about other people's feelings since I was a child, but now I feel a little relieved for being chosen.

He was worried about his feelings for Zhu Yanshi...

"When will you be back?"

Song Zhiyu put out the cigarette in the ashtray. Because of the tobacco, his voice was a little hoarse, which was very sexy in the middle of the night.

"More than half a month, around the start of school."

Zhu Yanshi sat on a large rock by the roadside and could hear the chirping of insects around him.

There was nothing left to say, and both sides fell silent. Even if Song Zhiyu didn't want to hang up the phone, he knew very well why the other party didn't hang up.

He sighed and pushed the loose hair back from his forehead.

"That's all. Go to bed early and see you at the beginning of school."

"Okay, you should rest early too. Good night."

After Zhu Yanshi finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He put the phone in his pocket and sat outside for a long time.

After making this call, I always feel empty inside.

How could I put it? Clearly, there was no essential connection between the two of them, yet in this night, some emotions, hidden between their words, were conveyed through the receiver.

Pulling with ambiguity.

Reason is getting in the way again, but suddenly pops out when you feel your heart is pounding, and starts analyzing all the impossibilities with righteous words.

He lacks love, so he is even more afraid to love others.

He was testing the waters, hoping that the other party could constantly support his anxieties, and even press forward in the relationship.

A cool breeze blew, bringing the fragrance of soil and grass. The wind swept across people's noses and passed through their brains, making people's ears and eyes clear.

When Zhu Yanshi returned to the bedroom of the wooden house, he could only see a figure sitting on the bed with his back to him.

Angry.

Chen Shiyi was so angry that he almost turned into a puffer fish!

God knows when he received the threat from the other party, he jumped up and down in the room like a cannonball, muttering to himself.

"Forget friends when you see a beautiful woman!!"

The other party didn't come in for a long time. Through the silhouette of the window, I could see that he was still outside holding his mobile phone. It was not clear what they were talking about!

Two grown men, whining endlessly!

My mood calmed down, I was already in a state of near death, sitting on the bed and meditating, constantly comforting myself——

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, anger gives the devil room!

I heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open, and the repeated words "don't be angry" were stuck on the tip of my tongue, and I was about to explode.

Out of sight, out of mind, he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead until the man appeared in front of him blatantly, and then he began to pack up his clothes that needed to be changed as if nothing had happened.

I don't know what kind of clothes need more than ten minutes to put away, but they are just dangling in front of me in an annoying way, and then suddenly I yell.

“Ouch!”

This trick again!

Chen Shiyi had sworn countless times that he would never be fooled by this trick again, after the young man bent down, covered his hands and grimaced.

“…”

Jump out of bed and jump down.

"Did you hit it? Let me show you..."

Even though I knew it might be a trap, I still jumped in without hesitation, and sure enough—

Zhu Yanshi looked up, a smile still in his eyes, and blinked.

"Not angry anymore?"

“…”

When Chen Shiyi realized that he had been cheated, he wanted to shake off the man's hand, but in the end he gently let go of the other person's hand.

Turning around, his voice was muffled, but more aggrieved.

"I can't compare to that person in your heart anyway, so why do you care about my feelings?"

Climbed onto the bed and meditated again.

Zhu Yanshi sighed, turned around and leaned against the wooden wardrobe. He could still faintly smell the musty smell emanating from the cracks in the wood, which could not be covered even by incense in the room.

"He helped me, and I made that call to thank him."

"No other reason?"

Chen Shi narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Yanshi out of the corner of his eye.

"I clearly heard you talking to him in such a disgusting tone..."

"You wish that?"

Zhu Yanshi turned around and faced the person on the bed.

There was silence on the other end, and no one could come up with a word for a long time.

The room returned to silence, with the sounds of breathing intertwined. Zhu Yanshi grabbed his pajamas and prepared to take a shower.

"I can't take a shower tonight. The shower area hasn't been cleared yet."

Chen Shiyi spoke, pouting his lips. His tone was emotionless and he was still reserved.

But he was very proactive. He got out of bed without complaint, turned around and left the bedroom first. A moment later, he walked into the bedroom holding a blue plastic basin.

She placed the basin next to the chair in front of the desk and raised her chin proudly.

"Your hands are inconvenient. I tried the water temperature and it's just right."

Then he turned around and threw himself back onto the bed to meditate.

But I can no longer calm down.

I always open my eyes a little to observe Zhu Yanshi's movements.

Only after seeing the other person take off his shoes and socks and step into the basin of water did he close his eyes completely.

There was a cheap smile on his face.

He has a really bad temper, but he's also really easy to coax...