Chapter 15

The sun was still scorching hot in late September, burning my body like a scorch. Mo Yousen had pushed three desks together to make a makeshift bed. The classroom was empty; everyone was off to tennis class. Only Mo Yousen was lying on his desk, playing a game.

"Is he asleep at this hour? Why don't I give him a call?" Mo Yousen muttered softly, staring at the business card in the address book. "What if he's asleep and gets woken up? Will he get angry?"

Just as he was hesitating, a call reminder popped up on his phone. Mo Yousen quickly got up from his desk, cleared his throat, and put the phone next to his ear.

"Hello, Xiaosen. What are you doing?" Yan Yuheng's voice sounded a little tired, and there seemed to be the sound of typing on the keyboard.

Mo Yousen smiled and said, "In the classroom, they all went to tennis class."

Yan Yuheng couldn't help but laugh, "Are you skipping class again?"

"It's not skipping class, I'm just tired of studying. Why aren't you asleep yet, Brother Heng?"

"My friend and I started a company together, so we've been a bit busy these past few days. When can you come over? I miss you so much."

Mo Yousen's heart tightened, and he stuttered, "You, you're talking nonsense again. It's so late and you're still busy and don't pay attention to your health."

Yan Yuheng's voice came with a smile, "Okay, I promise you that I will take good care of myself. Do you miss me?"

Mo Yousen was almost embarrassed to death and could only mutter softly, "Yes... yes..."

"Since you don't like classes anyway, why don't you take a few days off and come early?"

At this moment, Mo Yousen felt that Yan Yuheng was really a seductress, tempting him all the time. "Okay, I'll tell Mom tonight."

As soon as school was over in the afternoon, Mo Yousen rushed to the school gate and got into his car. "Hurry, hurry, drive faster, I have something urgent to go home for." Mo Yousen was so anxious that he felt like sitting on pins and needles, and he wished he could be home the next second.

As soon as the car stopped in the yard, Mo Yousen rushed into the house. Mo Guozheng and Tang Miao were sitting on the sofa watching TV. When they heard the jingling and clanging sounds behind them, they both turned their heads and looked, "Son, you're back. Why are you so sweaty from running?" Tang Miao walked over and wiped Mo Yousen's sweat with a tissue. Mo Yousen grabbed Tang Miao's hand, still panting, "Mom, I'm taking a day off tomorrow to go to Country M."

Tang Miao glanced at Mo Yousen in confusion, "What's the matter? Are you in such a hurry just for this?"

Mo Guozheng sat on the sofa and snorted, "I think he just doesn't want to study. He just hangs out all day. He's nothing like me."

Mo Yousen wiped the sweat from his nose and said, "I look like my mother."

Tang Miao smiled and pulled Mo Yousen over to sit on the sofa. "Zizi, are you going to look for Xiao Yan? Daddy needs to use the plane at home tomorrow. Will Zizi be afraid to fly alone?"

"No, my visa hasn't expired yet. I've already bought a ticket from Shanghai to Country M. Brother Heng will pick me up when I get there."

Mo Guozheng laughed, "You've made all the arrangements yourself, so you just came to inform us, right?"

Tang Miao patted the back of Mo Guozheng's hand and said, "As long as my son is happy, that's all." She turned around and touched Mo Yousen's head. "Mom will ask the bodyguard to follow you to Country M. Can I wait for Xiao Yan to pick you up before sending him back? Otherwise, Mom will be worried."

Mo Yousen nodded, his heart leaping with joy, and ran to pack his luggage.

Mo Guozheng watched his back as he went upstairs. "It's all because of you. You're so unruly."

Tang Miao smiled without saying anything, took Mo Guozheng's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder.

Mo Yousen had already made a plan. He packed his bags and left for Shanghai, catching an early flight to Miami. He hummed a little tune and moved his body to the rhythm.

When Mo Yousen went downstairs, Tang Miao was the only one left. The nanny put the luggage in the trunk. Mo Yousen hugged Tang Miao and said goodbye, "Mom, I'll be back soon. If you're bored at home, go play with Aunt Pei Man."

Tang Miao tapped Mo Yousen's forehead with his finger. "Alright, do I need you to tell me more? Let's go. Be careful on the road."

Mo Yousen turned around, got in the car, leaned over the window, waved, and ran towards the sun that belonged to him.

As soon as Mo Yousen walked out of the airport, he saw Yan Yuheng and a strange man holding a banner that read, "Welcome Mr. Mo to guide Miami's urban construction work."

Mo Yousen almost rushed over to hide the banner, but Yan Yuheng hugged him from behind, tilting his head and rubbing it against Mo Yousen's neck, "Xiao Sen, I missed you so much."

Mo Yousen's heart softened, and he turned around, hugged Yan Yuheng, and whispered, "Brother Heng, I miss you too."

The stranger, wearing sunglasses and a mask, patted Yan Yuheng on the shoulder and said, "Enough, stop being so affectionate out there. Let's go back to the hotel first. No one will see you two being affectionate."

Mo Yousen raised his head sheepishly, loosened his arms around Yan Yuheng, and reached out to shake hands with the stranger. "Hello, I'm Brother Heng's childhood friend." The man opposite shook hands politely. "Hello, I'm Yan Yuheng's friend and partner."

Yan Yuheng raised his arm and patted their folded hands apart. "Your name is Mo Yousen, and his name is Wen Xian. Okay, let's go."

Wen Xian volunteered to be the driver and pushed the two of them into the back seat. Mo Yousen was reporting to Tang Miao that he had arrived safely. Tang Miao said that when he just arrived, the bodyguard had taken a photo of him and Yan Yuheng hugging each other and sent it to her.

Yan Yuheng was half lying on Mo Yousen's body, with his legs stretched out on the back seat. Yan Yuheng picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of the two of them. In the photo, Mo Yousen was lowering his head to send a message, with only a side profile visible. Yan Yuheng's head was resting on Mo Yousen's shoulder, and he stretched out two fingers to make a heart shape next to his cheek.

Yan Yuheng couldn't wait to post this photo on his Moments, and even drew a heart at the bottom with a pink brush.

Mo Yousen and Tang Miao chatted for a while and planned to check his Moments. When he clicked on it, he saw that Yan Yuheng’s new Moments was surrounded by a group of people.

Yan Yuheng posted a photo of the two of them with the caption "Happy again".

Zhang Qianyi was the first to comment.

Zhang Qianyi: [You guys are so happy.]

Hu Peng: [Xiao Sen, blink if you are kidnapped]

Yan Yuan: [When did Xiao Sen go there?]

Pei Man: [Oh, the two brothers have such a good relationship]

Tang Miao replied to Yan Yuan: [Just landed not long ago, and is clamoring to find Xiao Yan]

Mo Guozheng replied to Yan Yuan: [Just thinking about having fun, no serious behavior]

Yan Yuheng replied to Pei Man: [You can sleep now, Mom]

Jiang Ting: [Why doesn't Xiao Sen come to Beijing City to play?]

Yan Yuheng replied to Jiang Ting: [Who are you?]

Mo Yousen: [Secretly photographing a male celebrity?]

Yan Yuheng replied to Mo Yousen: [I am your toxic fan]

Mo Yousen smiled and enlarged the picture to look at it carefully, then zoomed in and out again, and then for some reason he clicked save.

Wen Xian turned around and looked at the two of them. "Why aren't you talking? I thought you were asleep."

Yan Yuheng raised half of his body and asked, "Why are you still wearing a mask? Are you trying to be cool?"

Wen Xian took off his mask with one hand, revealing the lower half of his face. His clear jawline, high nose bridge, and thin lips parted slightly. "I forgot. Doing this kind of embarrassing thing once is enough." Wen Xian also took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes with high brow peaks. "Xiao Sen, didn't you see that when we first unfurled the banner, a group of Chinese people gathered around to take pictures. There were also a few foreigners who couldn't read Chinese characters but also joined in the fun and took a couple of pictures. It was so embarrassing. This is the first time and the last time."

Yan Yuheng smiled after hearing this and said, "That's great! It will give you more life experience and enrich your university life."

Wen Xian asked, "Why do you have to come to Miami? Isn't there a place near NYU that you like?"

Yan Yuheng pinched Mo Yousen's thigh and rubbed it, "I enjoy it, so leave it alone."

As soon as we arrived at the St. Regis Hotel, a girl with bold clothes and distinctive features rushed over, "Wen Xian!" The girl shouted and hugged Wen Xian, burying her whole body in Wen Xian's arms.

Mo Yousen watched the girl stick her head out of Wen Xian's arms. "Hi, Yuheng, nice to see you again. Is this your childhood friend? Hello, my name is Miao Jiemin, and I'm Wen Xian's girlfriend."

Mo Yousen was stunned for a moment before putting on a smile. "Hello, my name is Mo Yousen."

Miao Jiemin held Wen Xian with one hand and Mo Yousen with the other, pulling them into the hotel. "How long have you and Yuheng known each other? Wen Xian and I have been together for three years!" Yan Yuheng walked behind with a cold face. Miao Jiemin turned around and waved at Yan Yuheng, then took Mo Yousen's hand and said, "Come on, Yuheng!"

Mo Yousen turned his head awkwardly to look at Yan Yuheng. He was too embarrassed to break free from Miao Jiemin's hand, so he could only look at Yan Yuheng with a pleading look, hoping that he would come to rescue him.

Yan Yuheng quickly walked forward and pulled Mo Yousen into his arms. Mo Yousen felt his hands being ripped away by a brute force. He looked up at Yan Yuheng's face, which seemed a little angry. Yan Yuheng said expressionlessly, "You guys go up first. Xiaosen and I are going to buy some things."

Wen Xian nodded, put his arm around Miao Jiemin's waist and left.

Mo Yousen asked, "What do you want to buy, Brother Heng?"

Yan Yuheng ruffled Mo Yousen's hair and looked at him with tender eyes. "I'm not buying anything. I just don't like his girlfriend very much."

Mo Yousen's eyes lit up. "Is there any gossip? Tell me quickly!"

Yan Yuheng put his arm around Mo Yousen and guided him towards the elevator. "Come on, I'll go back to the room and talk to you."

"Hurry, hurry, what the hell is going on!" Mo Yousen was impatient as soon as he stepped into the room, grabbing Yan Yuheng's clothes and shaking them around.

Yan Yuheng picked up Mo Yousen horizontally, placed him at the end of the bed, and carefully helped him take off his shoes and socks. "Go lie down on the bed. I'll wash my face and then talk to you."

Mo Yousen crawled to the head of the bed, curled up in the quilt and nodded.

After washing his face and wiping his hands, Yan Yuheng climbed onto the bed, put his arm around Mo Yousen, and pulled him into his arms. Mo Yousen leaned on Yan Yuheng's chest.

"Here's the thing. Wen Xian and I live on the same floor, and we often visit each other for meals and such. Initially, I heard Wen Xian say he had a girlfriend he'd been dating for three years, but because his family disapproved, they had a falling out, and all their financial support was cut off. Luckily, he saved up a lot of money by helping with family projects in high school, otherwise he'd have trouble studying now."

As Yan Yuheng spoke, he slowly stroked Mo Yousen's back with his big hand. "He got his girlfriend a study visa and brought her to Country M. I really admire his courage. Although this woman is quite cheerful, she is a bit lazy. Every day when Wen Xian goes out to class, she spends Wen Xian's money to go out for dinner and shopping with a group of international students. After class every day, Wen Xian has to work with me on our company's affairs, and also takes other odd jobs outside to earn some money. When he comes home, he has to take care of his girlfriend. His girlfriend does nothing at all. She is a complete giant baby." When Yan Yuheng was angry, he clenched his fist and punched the mattress. "The more outrageous thing happened. One time, when Wen Xian went out to class, his girlfriend came to my door alone. I thought something big was going on, but she came to borrow soy sauce from me in a bikini!"

Mo Yousen suddenly climbed up from Yan Yuheng and raised his head. Yan Yuheng pushed Mo Yousen down again, "Don't be impatient, listen to me. I just threw a bottle of soy sauce at her and slammed the door. I haven't even told Wen Xian about this. It's too outrageous. Oh yeah, there was another time. Not long after we started school, there was a dance for international students, and she went with us. Then, while Wen Xian was in the bathroom, she added several men's contact information and kissed a man on the balcony! How outrageous! I could only pretend that I didn't see it and went home first."

Mo Yousen asked him, "Then why don't you tell Brother Wen Xian?"

Yan Yuheng said, "Wen Xian may appear omnipotent on the surface, but he's actually fragile and very concerned about his reputation. If he knew about this, he'd be the first to collapse. We can only wait for him to discover it himself or pray that one day he'll finally be overwhelmed and choose his family to abandon his girlfriend. Besides, this is someone else's relationship after all. What if he finds out and chooses to endure it? Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing for me to expose it then?"

Mo Yousen slowly retracted his arms and hugged Yan Yuheng tightly. Yan Yuheng was still complaining, "I was thinking of coming to the resort hotel to relax. I also booked a room for Wen Xian so that he could relax. But he brought his girlfriend along too. I don't want to go out with them anymore. Why don't we just stay at the resort hotel for seven or eight days? What do you say?"

Mo Yousen yawned and looked at Yan Yuheng with watery eyes, "I'm fine with it. I came here to accompany you anyway."

Yan Yuheng secretly rejoiced in his heart, "Get some sleep, you haven't recovered from the jet lag yet."

Mo Yousen nodded lightly and slid under the quilt to cover his head. Yan Yuheng forcibly pulled back the quilt to reveal Mo Yousen's face. "Don't cover your head when you sleep, understand?"

Mo Yousen didn't have the energy to argue with him, and fell asleep in the instant with his eyes closed.

Yan Yuheng picked up his phone and sent a message to Wen Xian.

Yan Yuheng: [Hey, let's get some sleep first. Xiaosen is still dealing with jet lag.]

Wen Xian: [Okay, then I'll call you guys for dinner?]

Yan Yuheng: [Let’s talk about it later. If he can’t get up, you guys can go eat first.]

Wen Xian: [Okay, Miaomiao said she wants to go shopping, so we're leaving first. I'll stop by the Chinese Super League while I'm there. When Xiaosen wakes up, tell me what he wants to eat.]

Yan Yuheng: [Brother, your girlfriend...]

Wen Xian: [Hmm? What happened to her?]

Yan Yuheng: [It's okay, I'm fine, pretty active.]

Yan Yuheng thought about it, but didn't say it out loud. Feelings are like drinking water; only the person who drinks it knows whether it's hot or cold. It's better to stay out of other people's emotional affairs. If this were a work matter, Yan Yuheng would have rushed over to help him solve it long ago.