"Wife"
That night, Song Shuyang refused to stay no matter what and returned to the dormitory quite stubbornly. Well, actually, he was afraid of the embarrassing situation like last time happening again...
When he came back, Guo Zixiu was the only one in the dormitory; the other two had gone out at night.
"Did you get a new phone?" Song Shuyang asked casually.
Guo Zixiu smiled shyly, "I've been wanting to change it for a long time, and I finally saved enough money."
"Sure, this phone isn't cheap."
"I found a part-time job that pays well, otherwise I wouldn't be able to afford it."
Song Shuyang knew that Guo Zixiu's family was not well off, and his original mobile phone was given to him by a relative who no longer needed it. Now he could replace it with a new one by himself, and he was a little happy for him.
"How about I treat you to dinner on Friday?" he said.
Another reason for his popularity is his generosity with his friends, treating them to meals or milk tea every now and then. The living expenses Song Nian gave him weren't outrageously generous, but they were still much more than the average college student. Rather than spending lavishly on his own, he preferred to spend it on eating, drinking, and having fun with his friends, even bringing their own company, as a way of making new friends.
This time, Guo Zixiu refused. He shook his head and said, "Forget it if it's just the two of us."
"Ah, why?" Song Shuyang pulled the stool over and sat down next to him, poking his serious face, "You are not still angry with me because of what happened before."
Guo Zixiu turned his face away, not letting him touch him, "We need to maintain a sense of boundaries between us."
Song Shuyang was embarrassed.
Why does everyone tell him to maintain a sense of boundaries?
Does he have no boundaries?!
He was a little depressed. "Jin Zhou said that I always like to tease others for no reason. Is that true?"
"Really?" Guo Zixiu turned around and looked at him resentfully. "If you don't have feelings for someone else, then don't act like a spoiled child. You've led me into this trap. So far, I've never lost a fight with a man."
Song Shuyang raised his hand and scratched his brow, "Then I will pay attention to it next time."
"By the way, is there any place you want to go recently? The kind that you can go back and forth on the same day." Guo Zixiu suddenly asked.
Song Shuyang slammed the table in excitement and stood up. "Just now you told me to maintain a sense of boundaries, and now you want to ask me out again."
"I was just asking, I didn't say I wanted to go with you."
"Well, I'd really like to go rafting again before the temperature gets too low."
"Good."
"No more?"
Guo Zixiu put the new phone back in his pocket. "What else do you want?"
“…”I’m just asking!
After finishing his last class in the afternoon, he asked Brother Chang to help him take his textbooks back to the dormitory, planning to go to Jinzhou store to take a look.
It is really close to the school gate, only a five-minute walk away. In the future, we will probably specialize in their school’s business.
He had originally thought the layout would be similar to the original Helios, but once inside, he discovered the stage had gotten smaller, the booths had gotten larger, and there was no dance floor at all. Confused, he asked Jiang Ying, "Where are we going to dance from now on?"
Jiang Ying laughed. "How come you're addicted after just one dance? Old Jin runs a bar, so he doesn't have any disco-style activities."
"Ah? Then the profit won't be very low?"
Song Shuyang later found out that Chunqing Bar couldn't sell its drinks at a good price. It had to either use group buying to attract customers with low prices, or go for a high-end route to increase its popularity. Both methods required a large amount of investment in the early stages and a long payback period.
Jiang Ying's eyes flashed with admiration. "Great, Yangyang. You even consider the profit issue for your man. You're really a good boss lady."
“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Song Shuyang couldn't stand Jiang Ying's teasing gaze anymore, so he ran to find Jin Zhou.
Jin Zhou was helping the lighting installer carry the lamps. The store had not yet been air-conditioned. He was wearing a white work vest, and his chest and back were translucent due to being soaked with sweat. The lines of his muscles were more distinct after being engorged with blood. With a push of his thin waist, he lifted the lamp, which was half a person's height, onto his shoulders and handed it to the person on the ladder.
Song Shuyang sat beside and watched for a while, his heart pounding.
It was all because of Jiang Ying's call of "Boss Lady". He felt uncomfortable staying here and even felt weird when he looked at Jin Zhou.
Seeing him coming, Jin Zhou put down his things, got a bottle of water for his master, and told him to rest for a while.
He walked over while wiping his sweat. Song Shuyang was waiting for him to say something, but he came up and said, "Don't be idle now that you're here. Go get a rag and wipe the table."
Song Shuyang punched his arm and twisted it as if he was still not satisfied. "Do you have any conscience? Don't you know I'm allergic to dust?"
"Just kidding," he threw a bottle of drink to Song Shuyang, "How is it, is the decoration okay?"
"I heard from Sister Ying that you guys will be doing pure and clear drinks from now on?" Song Shuyang unscrewed the drink and took a sip.
Jin Zhou took the drink quite smoothly and took a big gulp himself. Perhaps because he was afraid of choking or something, he swallowed very slowly. He licked his lips and took a long time to answer him, "Well, the nightclub is too chaotic. There are students everywhere. It's easy to get reported."
"I thought..."
"What?"
"nothing."
Song Shuyang curled his lips unhappily.
Jin Zhou looked at him with a smile, "Look at your pouting lips. You can hang a bottle of oil on them. Okay, to be honest with you, a big part of the reason is that I know you don't like me hanging around in such a chaotic environment."
Song Shuyang was happy now, and wanted to pretend to be angry for a while, but he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth. He took advantage of it and acted like a good kid. "Don't say it's because of me, or you can't make money and blame me."
"No," he said, his hands were dirty, and he wanted to touch his face but held back, "I know what I'm doing."
Song Shuyang suddenly thought of something and took out his phone to boast to him, "The account I helped you manage has gained hundreds of followers, and someone even sent me a private message asking when you'll open. How's that going?"
“That’s awesome.”
Jin Zhou took it and looked at it, and it was true. The account that originally had a few hundred followers now had more than a thousand followers.
He handed the phone back to Song Shuyang and said, "How about this? Put a message on your homepage saying that all fans of this account who come to the store to consume will get 12% off on drinks."
"Really? Wouldn't that mean I'd lose money?"
"It doesn't matter if we lose some money in the early stages. The main thing is..." He lowered his voice and leaned close to Song Shuyang's ear, "to support your career."
…
In the evening, when the renovation workers finished their work, Jin Zhou went back to take a shower and change his clothes, then called Cici to go to the city for dinner together.
Tomorrow is Saturday again. Jiang Ying asked them, "Do you two want to go out and play tomorrow? My wife said she's bored staying at home."
Song Shuyang couldn't help but sneak a peek at the two people opposite him who were almost stacking on top of each other.
Although he had known for a long time that they were a couple, every time he heard Jiang Ying say "my wife", his heart would itch.
Jin Zhou told him the story of Jiang Ying and Cici. Cici was a little gangster in high school and no one cared about her at home. She was originally planning to go out to work after finishing high school, but after watching Jiang Ying and Jin Zhou's band's commercial performance, she fell in love with her at first sight and vowed to get into the university of her idol. From then on, she studied hard, was admitted to Jiang University in one fell swoop, and successfully pursued her idol.
However, from Jiang Ying's perspective, this story is like this: he had a crush on his junior in high school but was too embarrassed to pursue her. After forming a band in college, he deliberately took a commercial performance in Han City, asked people to invite her to watch his performance, and used the power of his idol to guide her to study hard and get admitted to the same university as him. In the end, he got the girl.
Of course, Jin Zhou didn't let him tell anyone about this perspective.
Sometimes he envied Jiang Ying's passionate and straightforward love for her girlfriend. Even strangers could tell at a glance that they had a good relationship, and they could even kiss passionately in front of acquaintances as if no one was around.
He couldn't help but steal a glance at Jin Zhou.
Jin Zhou held his hand under the table and suggested, "How about we go rafting? If we don't go now, we won't be able to go until the temperature drops."
Song Shuyang was shocked. How did he guess this?
The itinerary was set. After dinner, Jin Zhou went to pay the bill. Jiang Ying had a craving for cigarettes and went outside to smoke. He and Cici were the only ones left at the table. He took the opportunity to ask her about the situation: "Sister C, do you and Sister Ying usually quarrel?"
"Why don't you call me Xiaobai like Jin Zhou? It's weird to call me that," Xiaobai said, propping up his face with the back of his hand. "We're arguing, how can we not be arguing?"
"You two have such a good relationship, why do you still quarrel?"
"We either don't argue at all, or if we do, let's have a big one, the kind that draws blood."
Song Shuyang shuddered and suddenly felt terrible.
He should stop envying their passionate love affair; a simpler one is better.
"What are you talking about? You look so sad." Jin Zhou came back after paying the bill and stretched out his hand to Song Shuyang, "Let's go home."
Song Shuyang was led by Jin Zhou and walked slowly under the street light, taking pauses to avoid stepping on his shadow.
Jin Zhou also noticed this cute little detail and deliberately took two quick steps and then slowed down his pace, causing him to fail in the test.
Song Shuyang kicked a small stone on the ground angrily.
"What's wrong, Zai Zai, you seem to be worried."
Jin Zhou saw the stone rolling under his feet and gently kicked it to Song Shuyang's feet. The two of them took turns kicking it.
Song Shuyang stared at the small stone rolling silently and didn't want to talk much.
He thought again of Jiang Ying clinging to Xiaobai like a plaster and calling her "wife".
"I don't want to go tomorrow," he said suddenly.
"Okay, I'll tell Jiang Ying."
Song Shuyang stopped and stomped hard on Jin Zhou's shadow several times.
He raised his head and looked at Jin Zhou stubbornly, "Aren't you going to ask me why?"
"Why?"
When I really asked Song Shuyang, he stopped talking again.
He shook off Jin Zhou's hand and said viciously, "No reason, I don't want to see you, get out."
He turned around and ran towards the school.
Jin Zhou caught up with him in a few steps and grabbed his wrist to stop him from leaving. "Why are you being unreasonable again?"
Song Shuyang struggled desperately, "I'm unreasonable to begin with. Is this your first day knowing me?"
"Okay, then shout louder so that people passing by will think I'm kidnapping a child."
Seeing that he couldn't break free, Song Shuyang simply lowered his head and bit without holding back at all, biting harder than a dog, but Jin Zhou just took it and let him bite calmly.
In fact, there was no need to struggle at all. Song Shuyang let go after he crossed the line of conscience.
He looked at the light pink bite marks on his originally fair and clean arm, and felt guilty.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Song Shuyang," Jin Zhou looked at him steadily, "I told you not to apologize so easily. What I meant was that before you are about to do something that may require an apology, you should think about whether you should do it or not.
Song Shuyang lowered his head, his eyes a little hot.
"Also, you have to speak out what you want yourself. You can't always make others guess and then get angry when they can't guess right."
Seeing the head in front of him almost drooping to the ground, Jin Zhou sighed and raised his wrist to look at the teeth marks on it. "Not bad, your teeth are quite neat. If you don't look closely, this circle looks like a rose. I'll just treat it as the first bouquet of flowers you gave to your brother."
"Jin Zhou, are you angry with me?" He raised his head and asked cautiously.
"If I were so easily angered, I would be mad at you every day," Jin Zhou pulled his hand and pulled him into his arms, "Come here and let your brother hold you for a while."
Because he was the one who made the mistake first, Song Shuyang stopped moving and just held him obediently, feeling his strong heartbeat.
Jin Zhou kept rubbing his face against his head, as if some emotions were surging more and more. He couldn't help but sigh: "Zizi, you smell so good, did you spray perfume before going out?"
Song Shuyang smelled his arm and said, "No, I just took a normal shower, there is no smell."
"Don't move," Jin Zhou held his arms in his embrace, leaving him no room to move. "So soft, why is your body so soft and your waist so thin? Is it deliberately long? Are you trying to seduce me? Huh?"
He was so strong that Song Shuyang felt pain and said in a drawling voice, "Jin Zhou, are you sick?"
"Don't act like a spoiled child. If you continue to act like a spoiled child, a hug won't solve the problem."
Jin Zhou sucked in his milk like a cat, sucking it until he was completely insane and lost all reason. Song Shuyang felt both unfamiliar and frightened by him, but at the same time, a place in his heart was finally filled.
As the angle of the hug changed, Song Shuyang was suddenly startled and felt something with a strong presence.
He suddenly squatted down and got out, took three steps back, and then looked at Jin Zhou with a complicated expression.
Why does it feel like this person has a split personality? One moment I'm educating him, and the next moment...
Jin Zhou asked him innocently, "What's wrong?"
"I'm going back to the dormitory," Song Shuyang looked away, not wanting to stare at that place, "Remember to pick me up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Well, go back to bed early."
Jin Zhou looked at Song Shuyang with amusement as he walked away with stiff steps, and then started running.
He raised his arm. There was still saliva on the teeth marks Song Shuyang had left on him, shining brightly under the street light.
…
"So sweet...my dear wife..."
…
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