Mom's visit
After two more days of classes, Song Shuyang finally had the long-awaited seven-day holiday.
He had already sounded out Jin Zhou's intentions in advance. Helios was about to open, and he couldn't leave and didn't plan to return to Jiang City. If he didn't go back, Song Shuyang would be too lazy to go back and forth, so he might as well stay in the store and help out.
Originally, he thought opening a store was very simple, it was nothing more than finding a place, decorating it, and customers would come as soon as the door opened. But after two months, he realized that there was actually a lot to worry about, including how to design the booths and how to arrange the lighting. These all required some skills, not to mention the promotion aspect.
"Yangzi, do you know the price for taking advertisements on your school's love wall?" Jiang Ying asked.
Song Shuyang shook his head. He didn't care about these things usually, so how could he know.
But now that it was his own family matter, he thought it might be easier to negotiate the price as a student, so he took the initiative to take on the job.
Jiang Ying was quite pleased. At noon, when the three of them were sitting side by side eating their lunch boxes, she praised him in front of Jin Zhou, "You really need to give Yangyang a salary. He's been so busy preparing for the opening that he's become skinny."
Song Shuyang took a bite of the fried meatball and said, "That's not that exaggerated."
Jin Zhou chuckled softly, looked at his palm-sized face, and handed him a meatball. "You're too thin. Eat more."
"Yangzai has so little flesh on his body. Doesn't it feel uncomfortable when you hold him in your arms?" Jiang Ying suddenly asked in a shocking manner.
Song Shuyang quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said angrily, "He usually doesn't hug me, okay?"
Jin Zhou asked slowly, "Are you complaining that your brother doesn't hug you usually, babe?"
"Stop making things worse, I'm clarifying things, okay?"
"You two," Jiang Ying said with an expression that was hard to describe. She wanted to say something but was afraid that Jin Zhou would hold a grudge against her. "Okay, if you ask, we're brothers."
Jiang Ying had to have a cigarette after dinner, and she ran downstairs to smoke for fear of choking Song Shuyang. It was just the two of them left in the office upstairs.
"Sister Ying is such a heavy smoker? She needs to control herself a little. Smoking all the time is not good."
Jin Zhou twisted his shoulders to face him, his tone sour, "You care about others in front of me again."
Song Shuyang poked his collarbone and said, "You don't smoke, but I still care about you even if you do."
"So, should I smoke now?"
"Are you sick, Jin Zhou?" Song Shuyang couldn't help laughing.
Jin Zhou grabbed his hand and rubbed it against his cheek, "Zizi, can you please pay more attention to me?"
Song Shuyang really wanted to say, "Why don't I care about you anymore? This is the first time I've done this kind of bargaining with someone for you. He wouldn't have dared to think about it before."
But he really couldn't say such words, and he was even more afraid that saying them would mean that he had admitted something, so he said stubbornly: "No, I don't know you very well."
"I'm so sad." Jin Zhou's non-existent fox ears drooped down.
"Can you please not be so dramatic?" Song Shuyang looked around and saw that there was no one around. The atmosphere was just right, so he quickly raised his head and kissed him on the face.
Jin Zhou's ears perked up instantly, "I'm not sad now."
Song Shuyang's eyelids were heavy after eating, and the more he checked his phone, the sleepier he felt. He leaned on Jin Zhou's shoulder and yawned several times.
Jin Zhou turned his head and asked him, "Do you want to sleep for a while? There's a recliner inside."
The layout of the second floor is a large office with a small office inside. The outer one is for Jiang Ying, and Jin Zhou occupies the inner one because he doesn't have much office needs, which is actually his lounge.
Song Shuyang stood up and stretched, but he raised his hands too high, revealing a small part of his waistline which was quickly covered by his sweatshirt.
"No, I really need to get some sleep. I can't even keep my eyelids open."
Jin Zhou took him in, set up the recliner, and brought him a thin blanket, saying, "Cover yourself up. It's easy to catch a cold during lunch break."
"How can there be so much cold weather in one day? It's not like..." A surge of sleepiness swept over him, and Song Shuyang closed his eyes before he finished speaking.
Jin Zhou leaned over and stared at the face greedily.
Such a peaceful and tranquil sleeping face, knowing that she is alone in the same room with her suitor, yet she is not on guard at all.
He really didn't want to break the quiet of the afternoon, so he finally knelt on one knee with great restraint, and gently brushed his lips against his cheek.
Like a fallen leaf in autumn.
"Zizi, brother is almost out of patience, what should I do?"
"I want to do something worse to you."
"Are you afraid of your brother?"
The man with his eyes closed had already woken up. He knew it; he had woken up when he said the first sentence.
The eyelashes of people who are asleep will not tremble as much.
He reached out and gently touched his lips.
"Don't you like your brother's hands?"
"Do you want it again? Like last time."
Song Shuyang was bewitched and coaxed into falling into the trap of tenderness. Even though he knew that he shouldn't get addicted to this kind of thing, he still opened his mouth little by little.
Song Shuyang was already sleepy, and after playing around like this, he fell asleep with his finger in his mouth.
Even the dream smelled of citrus.
Only after he fell asleep did Jin Zhou stand up and wipe his hands with a tissue.
At the same time, he thought to himself with self-mockery that he was really despicable for using Song Shuyang's bad habit of sucking his fingers to give him desensitization training.
At first he will resist, then he will slowly adapt, and finally he will take the initiative to ask for it.
Then you can switch to something else.
Song Shuyang just couldn't quit his bad habits and had no idea what the meaning behind it was.
Jiang Ying had been staying downstairs and hadn't gone upstairs to disturb them. Seeing Jin Zhou coming out with a satisfied look on his face, she was startled, "You haven't already done it, have you?"
Jin Zhou borrowed a cigarette from her and held it in his mouth without lighting it. "Then do you think you can still see me before dark?"
Jiang Ying was choked and speechless, and prayed silently in her heart: Yangzi, I wish you peace.
All the preparations were completed in the evening. Jin Zhou personally confirmed three times that there were no problems with the lighting equipment. Everything was ready, and they were just waiting to officially open after the holiday.
Once the business opens, it cannot stop. Song Shuyang knew that Jin Zhou only had seven days of vacation left, so he did not go out for fun for the first time, and just stayed quietly at his house.
Jin Zhou has produced dozens of remixes, all of which are intended for future DJ performances in bars. Each one has been certified as "awesome" by Song Shuyang.
When making a mix, DJs usually insert a fixed audio with personal characteristics at the beginning of each song, commonly known as a watermark. If the watermark is used well, it will become a vivid memory point, but Jin Zhou's watermark is very monotonous.
It was just an emotionless "DJ-BAOTS". If Song Shuyang hadn't known that he had recorded it himself, he would have definitely mistaken it for the mechanical sound of an electronic recitation.
"I have to help you think of a new watermark that is more distinctive." He made the decision on the spot.
Jin Zhou was already accustomed to Song Shuyang's impulsive personality. He tilted his head and looked at Song Shuyang, "What do you think, Excellency?"
Song Shuyang thought about it seriously and typed a string of English words on his phone number to show him.
Jin Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Not bad, this is it."
"Then record it now."
Just as Jin Zhou was about to speak, he saw those round eyes looking at him with eager anticipation.
"No, what are you excited about?"
"Ahem, no, I'm not excited," he said, then slapped his face and shook Jin Zhou's arm, "Record it, brother, record it now."
He really wanted to hear Jin Zhou speak in a low voice.
Jin Zhou's normal speaking voice is clear with a little bit of lowness, but if he deliberately lowers his voice, the ending tone will be a little hoarse, and the texture is like the friction between waves and gravel.
Jin Zhou grabbed his face to bring him back to his senses. "I'll record it for you, but please don't stare at me with lustful eyes. I'm a little nervous."
Song Shuyang nodded frantically.
He leaned over and was about to listen carefully when Jin Zhou's action was interrupted by a sudden ringing of the phone.
"Answer the phone first." Jin Zhou said.
Song Shuyang wanted to pick up his phone and hang up, but after seeing the caller ID, he froze for a moment and hurried out of the bedroom.
The door was closed and Jin Zhou couldn't hear what was being said outside.
Ten minutes later, he had already recorded the new watermark that Song Shuyang gave him and was waiting for him to come back and listen to it.
The door opened and Jin Zhou saw his embarrassed expression.
Song Shuyang said: "My mother is here to see us, please go and pick her up."
"Okay," Jin Zhou seemed unsurprised. He took the car keys and instructed him, "Clean up the house a bit."
Of course Song Shuyang knew that he had to collect it. He couldn't let Song Nian find out that he often stayed overnight at Jin Zhou's house.
But the traces of his life here were too heavy, almost heavier than Jin Zhou's own. The more he collected, the more upset he became, and his mood was on the verge of collapse.
He was suffering from two levels of mental torture. One was the torture of Song Nian's sudden visit that woke him up from his beautiful mood with a punch. The other was the torture of his conscience against his selfish desires when he discovered that he actually didn't want Song Nian to come to see him.
The two months of infatuation seemed like a gorgeous dream, and he only woke up now.
What he did.
He's actually having an affair with Jin Zhou! ?
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