tacit agreement
Zhao Qinfeng continued browsing the content on the screen, not only looking at the song titles but also clicking on them to see the specific lyrics.
Looking at the Chinese music scene, love songs account for a surprisingly large proportion of songs, so Lin Ting's lyrics are no exception, with over 80% being love songs.
Lin Ting had been reading along, but it felt a little strange to be reading the lyrics to her own love songs with her partner. After a while, Lin Ting felt a bit awkward and stood up to leave.
"You can continue reading, I'll go out first." Lin Ting said this, walked around behind Zhao Qinfeng, and headed towards the door of the room.
Before he even reached the door, Zhao Qinfeng got up from his chair, quickly walked over, grabbed Lin Ting's hand, and pulled him back.
“Let’s look at it together. I really like the lyrics you wrote,” Zhao Qinfeng said with a smile.
Lin Ting was stunned by Zhao Qinfeng's smile and didn't resist. He followed Zhao Qinfeng back, but before he could even sit down, he felt awkward seeing the lyrics displayed on the screen again and wanted to leave again.
Zhao Qinfeng didn't give him a chance. After sitting down himself, he pulled Lin Ting over and pressed him into the same chair.
The two were not sitting side by side, but one behind the other, with Zhao Qinfeng's chest pressed against Lin Ting's back, encircling Lin Ting entirely in his arms.
“Strictly speaking, I have sung songs with lyrics you wrote, because you see, this one, this one, and this one, I’ve covered them all.” Zhao Qinfeng swiped across the interface and quickly found a few songs.
Zhao Qinfeng talked about the preparations he had made when he covered these songs before, which finally made Lin Ting feel less awkward. He ignored Zhao Qinfeng's arm around his waist and started discussing the lyrics with him.
But as they chatted, Zhao Qinfeng came across a rather tender love song. He had heard it before, and a large part of his impression of it came from its tender melody and the enchanting lyrics that were just as captivating as the atmosphere created by the melody.
Zhao Qinfeng curled his lips slightly from an angle that Lin Ting couldn't see, and then pressed the play button.
When Lin Ting saw the song title, he didn't immediately recall the lyrics, after all, many years had passed since he wrote the lyrics for this song.
But even though he couldn't remember the lyrics for the time being, he could still tell what kind of atmosphere the song was after just hearing the intro.
If you strip away the artistic veneer, this is just a subtle little dirty song... Lin Ting gasped, her scalp tingling.
Zhao Qinfeng could still discuss it with him as if nothing had happened, "This song must be quite old? I remember it was an insert song from a web series."
The intro wasn't very long, and soon it got to the lyrics. Because the singer's pronunciation wasn't very clear, it was impossible to accurately tell what the singer was singing without listening to the lyrics.
However, the sticky, slurred pronunciation did fit the song's slightly erotic atmosphere. Lin Ting painfully closed her eyes, heard a few crisp clicks of a mouse, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Zhao Qinfeng open the lyrics interface.
"It's quite elegant, it should pass the review. Teacher Lin is amazing." Zhao Qinfeng said thoughtfully, his tone was very calm, as if he was not affected by the song at all, as if he was simply making a review from the perspective of an industry professional.
Lin Ting saw the lyrics on the screen, and memories so distant they seemed dead suddenly surged up, delivering a heavy blow to him years later.
"Let's change the song," Lin Ting said in a weak voice.
Zhao Qinfeng clicked the pause button with the mouse.
Just as Lin Ting was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was startled by a kiss on his neck.
"What are you doing?" Lin Ting had been embarrassed for a long time, and he was already sensitive at the moment. In addition, his neck would itch when someone touched it, and half of his body went limp.
Zhao Qinfeng reached out and helped Lin Ting sit up straight again. "It's alright, keep watching."
Because of what had just happened, Lin Ting had already exhausted her capacity for awkwardness, so she numbly followed Zhao Qinfeng for a long time afterward, without experiencing the same intense emotional fluctuations as before.
The subsequent discussion mainly revolved around the lyrics. Lin Ting's voice was relatively flat, but she still talked a lot with Zhao Qinfeng.
Zhao Qinfeng whispered in his ear, "Are you alright?"
Lin Ting: "..."
He didn't answer, but reached out and pulled Zhao Qinfeng's arm away, got up from the chair, turned around, and stared at Zhao Qinfeng expressionlessly.
Zhao Qinfeng looked completely innocent, almost as if he was about to raise his hands in surrender to show his innocence.
When did you find out?
Zhao Qinfeng feigned ignorance: "Know what? What 'when'?"
Lin Ting: "Don't you think your familiarity with these lyrics is a bit outrageous?"
Zhao Qinfeng realized that he might have gone too far and hadn't paid attention to that, which made Lin Ting notice that something was wrong.
Zhao Qinfeng finally admitted, "Yes, I did have some suspicions before."
Lin Ting thought for a moment and said, "Was it during the time in Xin'an?"
Zhao Qinfeng shook his head, "That time was when I was truly certain. Actually, I had already suspected it when I saw you and Zhang Fengming get to know each other."
Lin Ting was somewhat surprised, "So early..."
Zhao Qinfeng smiled and said, "Actually, it's alright. But I must clarify one thing: before I knew that Jinghu and you were the same person, I also liked his lyrics and he was a lyricist I would like to collaborate with if given the opportunity."
Lin Ting's eyes flickered slightly.
The confession ended there, and the process was much easier than Lin Ting had imagined. He finally let go of what he had been most worried about during this period.
Looking back at his past experiences now, he might think he was being too dramatic, but when he realizes that the person he was talking to is Zhao Qinfeng, he generously forgives his past self.
Some things are self-evident, because those who understand will naturally realize them without prior agreement.
Lin Ting took a long time to shower tonight. He came out of the guest bedroom's bathroom and walked to the master bedroom. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhao Qinfeng sitting on the corner of the bed closest to the door.
Lin Ting took two steps and stood in front of Zhao Qinfeng, who hooked her leg with his outstretched leg. Lin Ting and Zhao Qinfeng looked at each other for a moment, then Lin Ting leaned down and kissed him.
They were already familiar with the rhythm of their kisses, their breaths seemingly intertwined, inseparable, chasing each other.
The unspoken understanding between them spread silently, as if their hands, feet, skin, and even the souls within their bodies shared the same tacit understanding.
When the two men took out the same brand of lubricant and contraceptive products from different places in the room, they both fell silent.
"I won't ask when you bought it, but why is the brand the same?" Lin Ting asked.
"Perhaps they read the same popular science article?" Zhao Qinfeng couldn't help but chuckle.
"Do you think this could be a form of soft advertising?" Lin Ting complained.
“It’s possible…” Zhao Qinfeng smiled. “It’s alright, we can use it slowly later.”
...
Lin Ting still had the energy to get up and take a shower, but the two of them ended up going into the bathroom together. By the time he was almost asleep, Zhao Qinfeng had to clean him up and carry him back to bed.
Lying in bed, Lin Ting jerked slightly before falling completely asleep. He vaguely felt that he might have forgotten something, but the combined effects of physical exhaustion and his biological clock prevented him from remembering it.
When Zhao Qinfeng is home, Lin Ting usually turns off his alarm clock and wakes up on his own according to his biological clock. In fact, when he is home alone, he often wakes up naturally without waiting for the alarm to ring and then turns it off.
Or even if he sleeps until the alarm goes off, he will quickly wake up when he hears the intro and turn off the alarm.
Lin Ting didn't remember to turn off the alarm for the next day before going to sleep, and she couldn't wake up early in the morning. Plus, she was too sleepy, so she let the song set by the alarm play on its own.
Lin Ting didn't hear it. After setting this song as his alarm clock, he never let it ring until the chorus. He was sleeping too soundly to hear it either.
However, Zhao Qinfeng, who was sleeping next to him, quietly opened his eyes when the intro started. He didn't reach out to turn them off, but silently maintained his original position of holding Lin Ting, listening to Lin Ting's ringtone play further until it reached the part with voices.
Although the singers belong to different companies or studios and there is some business competition between them, they can still be considered colleagues if you really want to.
The various parties were like large-scale company annual meetings. Zhao Qinfeng often performed on stage and was also frequently asked to sit and watch the performances. He had always been very sensitive to people's voices, so even though he had never heard the song before, he recognized the singer in no time.
When the song finished playing once and started playing it a second time, Lin Ting stirred, but still didn't wake up.
By the time the chorus started, Zhao Qinfeng was already a bit numb to it. He could roughly guess why Lin Ting used such a song as her alarm clock, because she really didn't want to hear it.
However, he still didn't reach out to close the door, but was curious about when Lin Ting would wake up.
The chorus played a few more lines, each high note sung in a stranger way than the last. Lin Ting finally struggled to wake up, groggily reaching for the alarm clock.
A sudden, sharp pain shot through Lin Ting's lower back and abdomen, fully waking him up, only to be momentarily blinded by the jarring ringtone.
He struggled to get up and reached for his phone, but he couldn't because Zhao Qinfeng grabbed Lin Ting's hand and wedged his fingers into Lin Ting's.
Zhao Qinfeng's warm body pressed against Lin Ting's back, and he reached over to turn off the alarm clock.
Before Lin Ting could even breathe a sigh of relief at not having to hear the alarm clock again, he felt a pair of hands slowly massaging his sore muscles.
Lin Ting turned around to face Zhao Qinfeng. Because they were so close, Lin Ting couldn't see Zhao Qinfeng's expression, so she leaned in and kissed him first.
Lin Ting could sense that Zhao Qinfeng had been awake for quite some time. He wasn't sure if the song had already been played once or had just started. But there wasn't much difference; half a song was enough for Zhao Qinfeng to figure out the situation.
Although Lin Ting could explain, the situation was still a bit awkward.
Zhao Qinfeng asked him in a slightly aggrieved tone, "Why did you use someone else's song as your alarm clock ringtone, huh?"
Alarm bells rang in Lin Ting's mind.
They had just finished the day before, and were at their most intimate. Lin Ting's hand was held by Zhao Qinfeng again, and his lower back was gently caressed by Zhao Qinfeng. The ambiguous physical contact made Lin Ting unable to help but recall the details of yesterday.
He began to run away, closing his eyes and pretending to be dead, when he heard a soft laugh.
He reopened his eyes, leaned back slightly, and saw Zhao Qinfeng's smile from a distance. He said helplessly, "Don't be jealous of everything."
Lin Ting figured it out; Zhao Qinfeng clearly knew why he used such a song as his alarm clock, but he just wanted to tease him.
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