The world's most affectionate brother
Song Shuyang's mind went blank.
He didn't know whether it was more embarrassing to be caught by his family holding hands with a boy, or to be caught by Jin Zhou holding hands with a boy, although he couldn't figure out the difference between the two for the time being.
In order to avoid being manipulated by Jin Zhou, he took the initiative and pointed at Jin Zhou and shouted: "What are you doing here, you bastard!"
Jin Zhou stood there with no expression on his face for a long time.
He threw a small box to Song Shuyang and said in a deep voice: "I am here to celebrate your birthday."
When Song Shuyang opened it, he saw a watch that had been lying in his shopping cart for a long time. He had never shown it to Jin Zhou.
He was stunned, his arrogance completely extinguished.
All kinds of thoughts were flying in his mind. Why did Jin Zhou know that he wanted this? Why did Jin Zhou travel hundreds of kilometers to celebrate his birthday? Why did he cut off his long hair that he had grown for a long time?
These problems are entangled together like extremely thin silk threads, and finally form an unsolvable knot.
No one spoke for a long time, until the security guard started to urge them: "Get your takeout and get out now. Don't block the door."
Song Shuyang had no choice but to take two steps toward the door, and the first thing he blurted out was: "Jin Zhou, I'm sorry."
"You haven't done anything wrong to me," Jin Zhou suppressed his bad mood again and again, "Song Shuyang, stop apologizing so often."
Guo Zixiu, who was watching from the side, vaguely felt that something was wrong. The atmosphere did not feel like he was forced to come out in front of his family.
Why is it a bit like...
A bad idea came to his mind.
He took the initiative to smooth things over, "Well, Yangyang, since your brother is here, let's go have a meal outside the school."
"No need," Jin Zhou whispered, "I originally wanted to pick you up to attend your birthday party."
Song Shuyang lowered his head and bit his lower lip.
Then, Jin Zhou forced himself to raise the corners of his mouth, putting on a casual smile that often appeared on his face, "Or do you prefer to spend time alone with your partner?"
Sorry, he really couldn't say the word "boyfriend".
Guo Zixiu answered for him: "No, no, since you are ready, let's go, Yangyang, what do you say?"
Song Shuyang nodded silently.
Three people got in the car, and Song Shuyang sat in the passenger seat. He didn't dare to look up at Jin Zhou the whole time, but just stared at the surface of his shoes.
Jin Zhou was in the mood to tease him: "You change partners quite quickly. You've dated two people in one summer vacation."
Guo Zixiu interrupted, "No, he didn't get along with that senior."
The subtext is that they are only now officially dating, and he is Song Shuyang's first love.
Jin Zhou's face was expressionless, "Very good."
After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to ask, "How long have you been dating? Who pursued who?"
"I was the one who pursued Yangyang. Don't blame him, brother. I turned him gay."
Jin Zhou turned his head and looked at Song Shuyang and smiled, "Why are you so nervous? You don't think I will laugh at your sexual orientation, do you?"
Song Shuyang shook his head and pleaded in a low voice: "Brother, can you please not tell my mother?"
"Yes, yes, but what are the conditions?"
Jin Zhou was still as naughty as before, and Song Shuyang's uneasy mood relaxed a little. He said, "As long as you are willing to help me, anything is fine."
"You said it, don't deny it later."
When the car arrived at the destination, Song Shuyang had already sorted out his mood. He was trying to find the way he and Jin Zhou got along before, and said jokingly: "You really know how to enjoy life. You even have a villa."
"Isn't this just a farewell to the time you came to my dorm to celebrate my birthday?"
After he said that, Song Shuyang's weird mood improved a lot, and he smiled and said, "You have a conscience."
Jiang Ying, Cici, and their friends had already arrived. A group of them were playing cards in the living room. Song Shuyang, being very familiar with everyone, squeezed in with a smile and said, "Here comes the birthday boy!"
"Come on, come on, birthday star, I'll give you my seat."
Jiang Ying sat up, facing Jin Zhou, and pointed at the boy sitting next to Song Shuyang, asking him with her mind: "What's going on?"
Jin Zhou was too lazy to pay attention to her.
The card game they play is a classic example of Hong Kong film poker. Simply put, each player deals five cards to compare highs and lows. In the first round, one card is dealt, followed by two face-up cards. The player with the higher face-up card can either fold or raise the bet. In the second round, another card is dealt, and so on until five cards are dealt. The player can keep raising the bet until everyone else folds or reveals their cards.
Jiang Ying volunteered to be the dealer, shuffling the cards with a flourish as she said, "Today's Old Jin's brother's birthday, so there's no money coming in. How about a drinking party?"
"Ah?" Song Shuyang was a little scared, "I'm not very good at drinking."
Jiang Ying raised her chin towards Jin Zhou behind him and said, "You have your brother here, what are you afraid of?"
Guo Zixiu consciously withdrew from the battlefield, "Then I will just watch the battle, you guys play."
Jiang Ying started dealing the cards. In the first round, Song Shuyang showed great luck. He had an Ace in his bottom hand and a King and a Queen on his face. He subconsciously turned around to look at Jin Zhou, who raised an eyebrow and said, "Good luck."
"Then what should I say?"
"You have the highest points, so you're the boss. Everyone else has to follow you, or else they'll fold and have a drink."
Song Shuyang slapped his cards on the table and chuckled, "Then I'll bet ten cups!"
His attitude scared everyone, and everyone on the field folded their cards.
"Why are you all folding? It's so boring."
Jin Zhou smiled helplessly, "With your attitude and your hand, who would dare to follow you?"
Song Shuyang gradually understood the core gameplay of this game. Luck is important, but the most important thing is gambling.
The next round he learned his lesson. He looked at his hand: J, K, 10. There was a certain probability of buying a straight, but it was also possible that it was a loose hand. He didn't dare to gamble and said conservatively: "Let's have a drink first to whet our appetite."
However, Jin Zhou said, "Let's go big this time. Just bet ten cups."
There was a pair of 8s on the table. A pair is definitely stronger than a loose card. Song Shuyang was a little worried and turned around to ask Jin Zhou in a low voice: "Is it really okay?"
Jin Zhou leaned over slightly and whispered in his ear: "Believe me."
Song Shuyang's ear was red from the breath he exhaled while speaking. His mind turned into a mess and he lost the ability to think. He just did what Jin Zhou said, "Ten cups then."
Others started to jeer, "Hey, you listen to your brother so much."
The last three players folded their cards, and only one player followed through. After Jiang Ying dealt the last card, Song Shuyang's eyes lit up instantly.
Not only is it a straight, it's also the biggest straight flush!
When the opponent saw the cards, he still didn't understand anything, so he folded his cards decisively and drank twenty cups in one go. He was dizzy after all.
In the next few rounds, Song Shuyang either had a flush or four of a kind. Everyone at the table was drunk, but he still hadn't touched a drop of alcohol. Finally, someone noticed, "Oh my god! Jin Zhou is cheating!"
Jin Zhou crossed his arms, looking calm and composed. "Do you have any evidence?"
Cici was so drunk she cried. She hugged Jiang Ying's waist and said, "Sister, I don't want to play anymore...someone's cheating!"
Jiang Ying coughed lightly, "Some people, please don't be too protective of yourselves."
It was time for dinner, and a group of people put down their cards and went to the restaurant. Song Shuyang deliberately walked slowly, followed behind Jin Zhou and pulled on the corner of his clothes.
"Are you really good at cheating? Teach me."
"Want to learn?"
Song Shuyang nodded frantically, "So handsome!"
Jin Zhou slapped him on the head and said, "If you don't learn good things, you will learn bad things."
Song Shuyang covered his head and went to Guo Zixiu for comfort.
After dinner, Jin Zhou brought the cake over. Although Song Shuyang didn't like cake, he still wanted to have a proper ceremony. Jin Zhou turned off the lights, and Jiang Ying took out a lighter to help him light the candles. She smiled and said, "Hurry up and make a wish, little birthday boy."
Song Shuyang clasped his hands together with a pious look on his face.
He made a wish that Song Nian would be healthy and forever young and beautiful; Uncle Jin would have a safe journey and no traffic jams; Jin Zhou...
He opened his eyes in confusion.
Jin Zhou leaned against the light switch, folded his arms and looked at him.
Song Shuyang closed his eyes again.
I hope Jin Zhou is safe and happy, and everything goes well.
After the candles were blown out, Song Shuyang stood up and cut the cake for everyone.
He first cut a piece for Guo Zixiu, distributed it around the circle, and finally left the biggest piece for Jin Zhou.
"Don't you want to have a bite?" Jin Zhou scooped a small spoonful and handed it to him.
Song Shuyang stretched out a small part of his tongue to lick his hand, frowned and said, "It's too sweet."
Guo Zixiu, who appeared out of nowhere, interrupted their conversation. "On your birthday next year, I'll make you a cake made with rice and vegetables. That one isn't sweet."
Song Shuyang thought it was very good when he heard it, "Okay."
After dinner, Song Shuyang witnessed Jin Zhou's dice-rolling ability once again. He basically rolled the dice whenever he wanted, which made people want to try. Song Shuyang hugged his arm and begged, "Jin Zhou, good brother, please teach me..."
"I really can't stand you guys." Jiang Ying got goosebumps all over her body and walked away with her arms around Cici.
Jin Zhou still knocked him on the head, "What's the point of learning it? What do you want to do with it?"
"Just to show off, then why did you learn it?"
"It's just to attract customers to the bar."
Song Shuyang punched him in the chest angrily, thinking that he was indeed a vulgar escort.
They played until night, and when darkness fell, Song Shuyang vaguely heard the sound of fireworks exploding outside.
He turned around and saw that there were indeed people setting off fireworks outside. He excitedly pulled Guo Zixiu and said, "Let's go upstairs and watch."
Jiang Ying was about to follow when Jin Zhou stopped her.
"What are you doing? Aren't you afraid that something might happen?"
Jin Zhou sat there motionless as if his butt had grown rooted to the ground, and he didn't let Jiang Ying move.
She didn't understand. "Brother, you spent nearly ten thousand yuan to set off fireworks just to hear the sound? Are you really putting yourself in the shoes of the poor supporting actor? I wanted to ask you today, what's going on with that boy?"
Jin Zhou borrowed her light to light a cigarette.
Behind the smoke, the man's eyelids drooped, his long, straight eyelashes almost covering his entire pupils, and his already clear jawline was stretched into a sharp arc.
He exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "My boyfriend, if nothing unexpected happens, is my first love."
Jiang Ying couldn't help but applaud him. "You really are, Old Jin. I'm completely impressed by your ability to do this. No one in this world is more affectionate than you. You're the most affectionate man in the world."
Everyone else went upstairs to watch the fireworks, and they were the only two left in the living room. The clock hanging on the wall ticked, and the hour hand moved to exactly twelve.
Jiang Ying was getting really impatient. "There are so many empty rooms upstairs. Aren't you afraid they'll have sex in one of them?"
Jin Zhou had already smoked half a pack and whispered, "No."
"Song Shuyang doesn't have the courage."
"A boy of this age will get hard if he sees a pretty dog on the street. The atmosphere is so good today, are you sure?"
Jin Zhou still said the same thing, "He doesn't have the courage."
Jiang Ying looked at his trembling fingers holding the cigarette, "What on earth are you thinking about?"
"I can't interfere with his love life," Jin Zhou said hoarsely, "I need to let him fall a few times and get hurt before he realizes that I'm the best person for him in the world."
Jiang Ying hissed, "You really are... so scary..."
Jin Zhou rubbed his brows tiredly, trying to stop himself from imagining Song Shuyang and the boy having intimate contact. He found that he couldn't stop it at all. The overwhelming anger and jealousy were about to swallow him up.
He was reluctant to touch the flowers he had carefully cared for, and just picked them up by a passerby.
He overestimated his endurance and put out his cigarette and went upstairs before his spirit completely collapsed.
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