Chapter 12

"The takeaway is here, Yan Yuheng, come out quickly!" Jiang Ting knocked on the bathroom door, "Hurry up."

Yan Yuheng shouted through the bathroom door, "Here it comes."

When Yan Yuheng walked out of the bathroom, the hot pot was boiling on the table, and puffs of white smoke were lingering in the living room. Jiang Ting had already prepared the wine and placed it beside him. Mo Yousen walked over, picked up the chilled wine glasses, poured four glasses of wine, and placed them on the table.

As expected, the four of them drank too much that night. Yan Yuheng used the bottle as a microphone and said, "Quiet, everyone, be quiet. Listen to me!"

Zhang Qianyi stood up and applauded, "Good! Well said!"

Yan Yuheng waved his hand and motioned him to sit down. "Okay, thank you very much for this fan's enthusiasm. But we also need to be careful about the impact. Please sit down first. I'll give you an autographed photo of me when we're done."

Zhang Qianyi covered his mouth with his hands and choked out his voice, "Ah, thank you, brother~"

Jiang Ting was drunk and leaned on Mo Yousen, pointing at Zhang Qianyi and laughing until she couldn't breathe.

Yan Yuheng stood on a stool and pointed at Jiang Ting. "Hello, Miss. Group members are not allowed to contact each other privately. Please let go of the other group member next to you."

Mo Yousen leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed, tilted his head to look at Yan Yuheng, saluted, and smiled brightly, "Please continue your speech, leader!"

Yan Yuheng was stuck, looking at Zhang Qianyi with clear eyes, "What was I going to say? I can't remember."

Zhang Qianyi snatched the bottle from Yan Yuheng's hand, and also stood on the stool and put the bottle in front of his mouth as a microphone, "It's okay! If you can't remember, just drink it! Xiaosen! Fill your glass, Brother Heng!"

Mo Yousen tremblingly handed Yan Yuheng a whole glass of red wine, and after a slight shake, a trickle of dark red liquid spilled out from the mouth of the glass.

Yan Yuheng leaned over and took a sip from Mo Yousen's hand, then held Mo Yousen's hand and bent down to drink the whole glass.

"No, I can't do it anymore. I'm going to vomit if I drink any more." Yan Yuheng covered his stomach to suppress the nausea as soon as he finished drinking.

Zhang Qianyi pulled Jiang Ting up from her seat and said, "I don't want to drink anymore. Let's go."

Jiang Ting had just stood up when her legs wobbled and she had to hold onto the table. "Go, go, go! Run! If he mutates, it'll be all over."

Zhang Qianyi and Jiang Ting tumbled out of the villa. Yan Yuheng was so drunk that he was burning hot all over. He took off his bathrobe and was only covered by a pair of shorts. Yan Yuheng held Mo Yousen under his arms with both hands and lifted him up, "Brother Heng, I don't want to drink anymore. I want to sleep."

Yan Yuheng nodded and picked up Mo Yousen. Mo Yousen felt his body lighten as his butt was supported by Yan Yuheng's big hand. He was startled and quickly wrapped his arms around Yan Yuheng's neck for fear of falling. He wrapped his legs around Yan Yuheng's waist and leaned his head on Yan Yuheng's shoulder.

Yan Yuheng walked into the room holding Mo Yousen, his long legs swaying as he walked, and the two of them stumbled and fell onto the bed.

"Ah, it hurts." Mo Yousen groaned softly from under him.

Yan Yuheng quickly rolled him into the quilt and looked down at him, "Don't scream, you're getting a reaction."

Mo Yousen was so drunk that he had no idea what he was talking about. "Calling the landlord? I can't do it anymore. I don't have the energy to play today." He pushed him away, raised his head, propped up half of his body, and turned off the light. "Good night."

Yan Yuheng's eyes suddenly went dark and he couldn't see anything clearly. He reached out and groped around the bed. When he felt Mo Yousen's body, he turned over and pinned him to his chest.

"Goodnight, baby."

Zhang Qianyi slept until noon. When he woke up, he knocked his head and said, "I really can't go on like this. If I keep drinking like this, I'm going to die young."

"You absolutely can't drink anymore. We'll buy tickets back to Ningcheng tomorrow." Yan Yuheng said indignantly while lying on the bed and pointing at the ceiling.

Mo Yousen poked his head out of the bathroom, the foam in his mouth still spitting out, "Okay, I'll book the tickets later."

Yan Yuheng called Zhang Qianyi and said, "Hey, let's go back to Ningcheng tomorrow."

Zhang Qianyi slapped his thigh and said, "Great, you finally did something human."

Yan Yuheng was about to curse when Zhang Qianyi had already predicted his behavior and immediately hung up the phone.

At night, Yan Yuheng hugged Mo Yousen tightly to sleep, cherishing this sweet world of two people that was about to end.

As soon as the plane landed in Ningcheng, the four drivers were waiting at the exit. Four Phantoms stopped at the door in a grand manner. People passing by looked at the convoy and wondered who was the important person who needed to line up to welcome them.

Jiang Ting walked out quickly, handed the luggage to the driver, stepped into the car, and waved to them, "I'm leaving first. Bye everyone."

The driver of the remaining three people also took the luggage from them and opened the car door, and the three people parted ways at the airport gate.

"See you at school."

"Goodbye, Komori."

Vehicles are driving steadily on the asphalt road, with traffic coming and going in a constant stream. The glass curtain walls of high-rise buildings reflect spots of light, and the shadows of trees extend on both sides.

At that time, they had no idea that this would be the last time the four of them would travel together.

"Mom! I'm back!" Mo Yousen strode towards Tang Miao and hugged her.

Tang Miao smiled gently, "Baby, you must be exhausted."

"I'm not tired, I just miss you."

"Why did you dye your hair black? Zizi."

Mo Yousen touched his hair and chuckled, "Brother Heng and I went to the barber shop together."

Tang Miao gently tapped Mo Yousen's forehead with his finger, "You two! You just love to mess around."

As soon as Yan Yuheng entered the house, Yan Yuan grabbed the back of his neck and asked, "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Yan Yuan snorted, "You little brat, when did you get your hair back?"

"What? Are you jealous that I'm more handsome than you?"

Yan Yuan was about to raise his head and knock him on the head, but Pei Man stopped him in time, "Why are you bullying my son?" Pei Man pulled Yan Yuheng over and looked him up and down, "You've gotten a lot darker. Your cousin and his family are coming over for dinner tonight. Go upstairs and change your clothes."

Yan Yuan muttered beside him, "What do you mean by your son? He's my son too." Then he immediately put on a smile and said, "Pei Yuan and his family will come over tonight. Yan Yuheng, please treat your cousin well tonight."

"Hey, Pei Tianlang, come here, little brat."

Yan Yuheng gave Pei Man a quick kiss on the face and skipped back to his room.

Pei Man squinted her eyes and smiled, then glanced at Yan Yuan, "Oh, my son's sweet kiss."

In the evening, Pei Man's younger brother and his family came over to reminisce about the past. Their whole family is in Shanghai, and this time, Pei Yuan was going to Ningcheng to discuss business, so he wanted to get the whole family together.

13-year-old Pei Tianlang was a troublemaker at home, and no one could control him. When he saw Yan Yuheng, he immediately hid behind Pei Yuan, "Xiaolang, what's wrong? Call your cousin quickly."

Yan Yuheng raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, "Come on, little cousin."

Shu Shu pulled Pei Tianlang out from behind Pei Yuan and said, "Hey kid, your cousin is calling you."

Pei Tianlang held Shu Shu's hand tightly and spoke timidly, "Hello, cousin." Yan Yuheng laughed and rubbed Pei Tianlang's head.

When seeing Pei Yuan and his family off after dinner, Yan Yuheng leaned over and whispered in Pei Tianlang's ear. The bright moonlight shone on Yan Yuheng, but Pei Tianlang felt that he was a wild wolf that had escaped from the forest and would transform when exposed to the moonlight. "Come and play again next time, little cousin~"

Pei Tianlang's eyes widened, his body shook violently, he couldn't utter any syllables, and he climbed into the car with his hands and feet together.

Pei Man exchanged pleasantries with the couple for a while. After the car drove out of the villa yard, Pei Man raised her hand and patted Yan Yuheng on the back, "Did you scare your cousin today? Why is he so afraid of you?"

Yan Yuheng spread his hands and said, "It's unfair. I don't know why he is afraid of me. Maybe my aura is stronger."

In the car, Pei Tianlang recalled that when he came to Yan Yuheng's house last year, he knocked over a sand painting that Mo Yousen gave him in Yan Yuheng's room. Yan Yuheng suddenly became furious and pulled down Pei Tianlang's pants and beat him.

Pei Tianlang was already a big boy at that time. He couldn't stand the humiliation and cried while covering his buttocks, "Wu... Wuuuu... Yan Yuheng, I hate you. I'm going to tell... tell Pei Man and let her beat you... Wuuu..."

Yan Yuheng folded his arms across his chest, crossed his legs and swayed them, "Go ahead, if you dare to go I'll tie your little dick up and tie it into a knot."

Pei Tianlang was so frightened that he dared not speak a word, his face full of horror. He quickly wiped the tears from his face with both hands and said tremblingly: "Brother, I'm going downstairs first. Bye."

In Yan Yuheng's world, there is no one who cannot be defeated, only opponents who are not strong enough. He will be mean to the strong and subdue the weak.