Mysterious Love Story

"I've thought about it. This is the birthday present I want."

Ji Rongyu threw his cell phone at his feet. On the screen was a dark green single sofa with the contact number of the furniture store. As long as he confirmed the order, someone would deliver the goods to his door within an hour.

A few days ago, Tang Lin secretly reported to him, saying, "I guarantee with my life that Lu Xinyang's birthday gift for you must be a set of Eight Hearts and Eight Arrows diamond-studded keyboards. He seems to be nice to you on the surface, but he is actually spending a lot of money to harm you behind your back. You must be careful." After reading the message, he asked Lu Xinyang if he had withheld wages from his former assistant, and Lu Xinyang said no.

It seems that what Tang Lin said is true.

Thinking of the Lei Feng hat in the cabinet that took up space but was never used, Ji Rongyu made preparations to control risks in advance.

Lu Xinyang stared at his phone for a while. "Is this all you want? It's so bland. I thought this was the gift I would give you fifty years from now."

"My birthday wish in fifty years should be..." Ji Rongyu lowered his eyes and glanced coldly at him, his head on the ground but his long legs stretched out on the sofa. "Can you sit up straighter?"

"Okay," Lu Xinyang scrambled to his feet, put his butt back where it belonged, and patted his thighs symbolically to show he was being well behaved. "Happy birthday, double happiness! I'll go buy it now."

He leaned over and kissed Ji Rongyu, then took the car keys and prepared to go out. Ji Rongyu looked at him thoughtfully: "You go alone? Promise that when you come back you won't bring anything into this house except the sofa."

"I promise," Lu Xinyang agreed, and he even took the cowboy doll off the back of the sofa and stuffed it into the hood of Ji Rongyu's sweatshirt. "I'll leave my son with you as a hostage. I promise to be back before 4 pm to prepare dinner."

The furniture store was in the north. Lu Xinyang, who had agreed not to bring back anything except the sofa, walked out of the door and headed south in a leisurely manner. He ran to the private restaurant recommended to him by Lao Qun like an old horse knowing the way.

Last month, with a grateful heart, he unilaterally regarded the mangosteen dessert that he and Ji Rongyu ate that day as a token of their love. He also fell in love with the dessert chef and went to the store to visit the chef with a banner. That night, the chef invited him back to his home as a guest. The two hit it off immediately and both hosts had a great time.

The next day, Lu Xinyang paid a large sum of money to buy the master's working time from his boss and asked the master to teach him how to make a love mangosteen cherry cake that is sweeter than a token of love.

He diligently studied for a week, learning the right things quickly and achieving great results with the wrong ones. The daily compensation he paid to his boss for lost materials convinced her that opening a training class to teach others how to bake cakes might be more profitable than selling them himself, so she did just that. She assigned another pastry chef, who was already short-staffed, leaving the shop even less staffed. Some limited-edition items were pulled from the shelves, significantly increasing Lao Qun's errands.

He has to come more often, otherwise he will just be feeding other people and he won’t have anything to eat himself!

Having run around so often, it was no surprise to meet Lu Xinyang at the door of this store. Lao Qun was also a kind-hearted person, and he immediately wanted to introduce Lu Xinyang to the boss, hoping that after he got to know the boss, he could have a few more good meals here.

He had just typed a 300-word profile of the talent in his mind when he saw his boss, a step behind him, escorting Lu Xinyang out with a beaming smile. What a satisfied smile! Lu Xinyang was holding a large box in his hands, his car keys between his teeth. Without stopping, he just shook his neck at Lao Qun. The boss then said caringly and loudly, "He's busy right now. He's in a hurry to get home to celebrate his boyfriend's birthday!"

Lu Xinyang tilted his head up another ten centimeters, and the boss continued to translate: "Goodbye, friend! He said he'll talk to you in detail next time when he has time!"

Lao Qun opened his mouth, still wondering how he could respond to Lu Xinyang's body language, but Lu Xinyang had already disappeared without a trace.

"He's your friend, right?" The boss was still beaming with joy after sending the man out. He even stood at the door and took the initiative to talk to Lao Qun, "Your friend's money is really easy to take... No, I'm praising him. He's so thoughtful and sincere! He's made so many cakes in our shop! Haha!"

"Since you're Xiaolu's friend, come here often," she said with a smile as she handed Lao Qun a membership card. "I'll give you a discount, too. Discounts for everyone!"

Lao Qun had run so many errands and bought things for Lu Xinyang, but his spending wasn't even enough to get the membership card. How much had Lu Xinyang been out of pocket? Lao Qun was so shocked he was numb. He held the membership card for a long time before he realized what was happening. Damn it! Why was he wearing fakes when he was so rich? He really had no sense of copyright!

Lu Xinyang got into the car carrying a huge cake filled with ice packs. After returning home, he waited for a while downstairs in the community, waiting for the delivery person from the furniture store to bring the sofa over and help him carry it to the fourth floor.

When Ji Rongyu heard the knock on the door, he was playing with the sunglasses that his boyfriend forgot to bring. He stood up in his slippers to open the door, and threw the sunglasses into the hood behind him.

The hostage in the hat swayed a few times, hanging on the brim, about to fall off. In this pose, he met Lu Xinyang's father, mother, uncle, and cousin who had just turned twelve face to face for the first time. They also got a close look at the astonished expression on Ji Rongyu's face and the little doll with tiger teeth on his shoulder.

"Brother, you are so cute," the little cousin looked up at him and said, "You even like to play with dolls and dress them up with sunglasses. You are so innocent."

Ji Rongyu: “…………”

The innocent Ji Rongyu pulled off the doll with an expressionless face, his eyes passed over the four people and met Lu Xinyang who had just climbed the stairs behind him, then stared at the sofa at his feet and the large gift box on the sofa with an unknown content inside.

Liar. Ji Rongyu silently moved his lips and wrapped his hands around the hostage's neck, twisting it.

"Everyone is here, come in quickly, don't let the birthday boy stand at the door." Lu Xinyang transferred the cake to his father's arms without a trace, and came in first carrying the sofa. The others also gathered at the entrance happily, and one by one put down the gifts in their hands that looked even more festive and were wrapped in bright red.

"Uncle, aunt, sister...hello." It was obviously impossible to refuse the gifts brought by the elders when they came to visit for the first time. Ji Rongyu lowered his eyes a little unnaturally and prayed devoutly, hoping that they did not learn the idea of ​​giving gifts from Lu Xinyang.

Ji Guanghui walked out of the room slowly, and after exchanging greetings, she served tea and fruit to the guests. Liu Qingzhi pulled Lu Runying to sit down. Lu Runying patted the empty seat next to her and asked her father to squeeze herself in quickly.

Only Lu Huaicheng was left holding the large box with a pink bow. He hesitated and asked, "What is this? Where do I put it?"

"A birthday cake is definitely necessary for a birthday, am I right, brother? I also guessed that the cake was made by you, not bought." Lu Runying spoke crisply. When she saw Lu Xinyang was about to put the cake in the refrigerator, she looked at him regretfully and tried to stop him for a while.

Lu Xinyang quickly squatted down and whispered in her ear: "You guessed it right. Guess again louder."

"Brother, you made a big cake for Brother Ji with your own hands! You really care about him!"

Hearing the voice, Ji Rongyu turned his head and looked at him, and Lu Xinyang was so happy that he almost lost his mind.

"You made this?" Liu Qingzhi asked in surprise. "It's a cake? The kind made with eggs? Oh, it's so well made."

"I remember now. Yangyang must have had this talent since he was little! Huaicheng, do you remember when he was little, he loved playing with eggs. We wouldn't give him any, so he would secretly play behind the kitchen door and drop the eggs all over the floor. You weren't paying attention as you walked, so you stepped on one of the eggs and fell flat on your face when you entered the kitchen!"

"Oh, yes, yes," Lu Huaicheng said in surprise, "I remember it. I was so dizzy when I fell!"

Is this a talent? Ji Rongyu's silent gaze swept over the couple in front of him again, and then withdrew without surprise. Lu Xinyang's parents were indeed the culprits for growing up to be what he is today.

"We were too careless for not realizing his talent earlier, and it went unnoticed for so many years. Fortunately, we met you, Xiao Ji. I really don't know how to thank you enough. We can rest assured that he will be in your hands from now on!" Liu Qingzhi eagerly held Ji Rongyu's hand, "Since you two are in love, you have no plans to break up in the future, right?"

"Of course not!" Lu Xinyang's voice shot out from the kitchen like an arrow, and Ji Rongyu closed his mouth and agreed.

"That's good, that's good." Liu Qingzhi continued to look only at Ji Rongyu as she spoke, her eyes filled with sincere affection. "I heard Huaicheng say that you accompanied Yangyang to the hospital to see him, and that you two had a very strong relationship. I thought he was just trying to coax me."

"Of course it's true!" Lu Xinyang stuck his head out from behind the refrigerator door again and said sincerely, "We almost fell in love at first sight! He's always been really, really fond of me!"

"Wow?" Lu Runying turned her head and looked up at the other party. "Brother Ji, is my brother not exaggerating at all this time?"

Ji Rongyu: “…”

Doting and annoyance each dominated his nerve reflexes. He said numbly, "I'm not exaggerating... He's right... We just... fell in love at first sight."

"Wow!" The little girl exclaimed loudly and blessed this mysterious love with confidence.

Lu Xinyang's father, mother, and uncle listened nearby, their smiles particularly loving. Finally, after all these years, someone had willingly accompanied Lu Xinyang in his lies, bravely sacrificing the objectivity and righteousness of materialism. They looked at Ji Rongyu with an unwavering sense of sympathy, like close friends.

Lu Xinyang whistled as he emerged from the kitchen, clumsily hanging onto Ji Rongyu and quietly asking him where he wanted the sofa. Ji Rongyu stared at the face he hadn't been able to resist, breathing hard and trying to get rid of the "love at first sight" bug before returning to normal and pointing towards Ji Guanghui's room.

"Is this for grandpa?" Lu Xinyang was surprised.

"Otherwise, do you think you were exiled?"

"I thought you were banishing me," Lu Xinyang said. "I thought you were annoyed that I kicked the quilt while sleeping. I see there's definitely no room for this sofa in the room. After thinking about it, if I'm banished, I can only sleep on the balcony with my chicken coop."

Ji Rongyu wanted to say something, but when he saw the huge "Love at First Sight" on his forehead, he turned his head away.

Lu Xinyang carried the sofa inside, replaced the old chair in the room, adjusted its position, drew up the curtains, and moved the other furnishings around, leaving a clear path. Then, while bending over, he looked up at Ji Rongyu: "Is this okay?"

The sweat on his forehead had not yet stopped sliding down his cheeks, and a handful of bright honey flowed down along the shade of the tree outside the glass window, moistening his dark eyes with crystal clear water.

Ji Rongyu gently grasped his wrist and said, "That's good. Are you tired?"

The sofa belongs to my grandfather, and this person is the real estate in his room. If he is to be exiled, he would rather sleep on the floor next to the bed. He is reluctant to throw him far away to the balcony.

"Not tired," Immovable smiled happily, jumping around in a cool way before standing up, hugging Ji Rongyu again and spinning around, "I can hold you for another day."

Ji Rongyu lowered his head and kissed his lips, and Lu Xinyang, who had mastered the kissing technique, entangled his tongue with his. In this sunny weather, the sweet breath cast a reflection of flowers on the lovers' lips.

The birthday girl and her boyfriend hid in the room to express their affection, while the guests were outside decorating the room with lights and colors to add to the festive atmosphere. They had already started discussing which hotel to hold the wedding.

A wedding? After all, it was just two men, and they couldn't even get a marriage certificate. The so-called wedding might just be a meal between the two families. How could such an incomplete ceremony really gain any recognition or respect? Ji Guanghui secretly worried.

Although he had compromised emotionally, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful whenever he thought about these shortcomings. Unconsciously, his philtrum lengthened, and he said expressionlessly, "Hmph, those two guys...neither of them has ever admitted to me that they're in a relationship."

She didn’t admit it herself, but she kissed him in front of him after they got home. Ji Rongyu was the one who took the initiative, and Lu Xinyang flew to the sofa like a volcano erupting and shouted: “Grandpa, did you see that?! Did you see it?! It was too fast just now, didn’t you see it clearly? It’s okay, let’s do it again!!”

He was shouting so excitedly that he even passionately wanted to kiss Ji Rongyu on the face. Of course, Ji Rongyu grabbed his neck and dragged him back to the room.

The people present didn't know the truth and just said, "Didn't they tell you? Then uncle, you saw it yourself. You have a very sharp eye!"

Lu Huaiqian said, "Young people may be a little shy, but uncle, you are open-minded and keep up with the trend! I admire you very much!"

"Grandpa, I'll go up on stage with you and give a speech at my brothers' wedding," even Lu Runying said with a childish air. "Their marriage is inseparable from our family's unwavering support and encouragement."

"That's true," Ji Guanghui found some comfort. "Let's all eat some fruit. I bought some of each kind this morning. You can pick out the ones you like. Don't be shy. We're all family."

Lu Huaicheng finished his apple attentively, then smiled slightly. After the thyroid surgery, he had a crescent-shaped scar on his collarbone. Ji Guanghui was a little presbyopic and couldn't see it clearly, but she just thought it was no wonder that the man was doing well in business, because people's collarbones always greeted people with a smile.

"Well, they're a family now," Lu Huaicheng said, staring at the two smiling faces, "Then uncle, when can you give them a marriage certificate?"

"Ah?" Ji Guanghui was stunned for a moment, "This can't be done?"

"It's okay. It's the same thing. We'll just call it something a little different," Lu Huaicheng said, clearly prepared. "I know what the popular name among the young people is. We can print some ourselves and give them out to everyone we meet, which will be more appropriate."

This is too outrageous!!!

Ji Guanghui said worriedly, "There are so many relatives at home, neighbors, and villagers. How many copies should I print to make it enough?"

Printing too much would be a considerable expense... He knew that Ji Rongyu had always wanted to save money to buy a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with an elevator, so that he could have a master bedroom with an ensuite bathroom suitable for the elderly, and Ji Rongyu could also have a separate study.

"Tens of thousands, the more the better," Liu Qingzhi said without blinking, "If you like them, take a couple extra and give them away. If there are any leftovers, you can give them out for wedding anniversaries and re-watch them."

“Tens of thousands of copies…” Ji Guanghui felt distressed just thinking about it, but since this could give those two guys a name, he couldn’t bear to stop them… Forget it, it would be better to move to a new house later. Fortunately, he could still climb to the fourth floor.

Fortunately, the two guys don't plan to break up, otherwise if they get a few more "marriage certificates", they might end up buying up a whole house...