Urban love drama
Song Shuyang stood at the door of Jin Zhou's room and hesitated for more than ten minutes. If it were in the past, he would have rushed in without even knocking on the door, but now he was afraid to see Jin Zhou's cold face, and even more afraid that he would ask him to get out.
After hesitating for a while, he bent two knuckles and tapped them lightly twice.
Jin Zhou's voice came from the door: "Come in."
Jin Zhou should be writing a song. He was holding a guitar in his arms, with his music notebook in front of him, and he was wearing a pair of flat black-framed glasses.
He tied up his slightly long bangs, leaving a small tuft standing on his head, and a pimple was clearly visible on his originally smooth forehead.
Song Shuyang was instantly amused, and in a second he found his former self in front of him and laughed at him: "Hey, some people are almost menopausal and still have acne."
He reached out to touch the plump and round pimple, but Jin Zhou slapped him away, "Don't touch it, it hurts like hell."
"I was wondering why you opened your door curtain today."
Jin Zhou let his bangs down and asked him, "What are you doing?"
"My mom asked me to go with you to wholesale some ice cream."
"Okay, I'll change my clothes."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and saw that Song Shuyang not only had no intention of avoiding him, but even sat in his seat, picked up his guitar and played a few times according to the music in the notebook. He turned around and said to him, "It sounds so strange and nice."
Jin Zhou crossed his arms and said, "I said I'm going to change my clothes, did you hear me?"
"You change it."
Jin Zhou's Adam's apple moved, "What did I tell you last time? Have you forgotten it again?"
Song Shuyang then belatedly remembered why he and Jin Zhou had been in a cold war for three days. His hand on the guitar strings stiffened for a moment, and he immediately stood up.
"I'll wait for you at the door." He said in a very low voice.
Because of this, Song Shuyang felt uncomfortable again. When Jin Zhou drove the car in front of him, he pursed his lips and chose the back seat. He didn't speak to Jin Zhou all the way.
After entering the wholesale department, Jin Zhou took a basket and he followed behind, randomly picking up a few and throwing them into the basket. At first glance, he saw that all Jin Zhou had taken were the fruit flavors that Song Shuyang liked. After thinking for a moment, he threw in a few chocolate flavors.
Finally, when Jin Zhou was about to take out his phone to pay the bill, Song Shuyang got there first and said, "Let me do it."
Jin Zhou didn't argue with him, put the phone back in his pocket, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Oh, you've grown up and know how to feel sorry for your brother."
Song Shuyang didn't say anything, took the two big bags and walked towards his car.
On the way back, Jin Zhou discussed the progress of Helios's unblocking. Song Shuyang listened, only giving a perfunctory nod, not in the mood for small talk. He leaned his head against the window, watching the rapidly receding street scene. For the first time, this small, waterside town where he had lived for over a decade felt strangely unfamiliar.
In fact, he made fewer friends in Jiang City in more than ten years than he did in Beijing City in six years. When he first moved here at the age of six, he had trouble acclimatizing to the local climate and suffered from frequent vomiting and diarrhea. He also developed rashes on his body due to the difference in air humidity. At that time, he hated this city from the bottom of his heart.
Later, Jin Zhou moved into his house. Although they were harming each other most of the time, at least he had a playmate. But he still didn't like Jiang City. He felt that the people in Jiang City were like the weather in June in Jiang City, humid and hot, making people unpredictable. Jin Zhou was an outstanding representative of them.
He is carefree and straightforward. He doesn't like to guess what others are thinking. If you don't like him, just fight with him, or just stop associating with him. Why bother to get entangled with each other and make people feel irritated?
But the person who made him irritated was Jin Zhou. He had no way of cutting off contact with him, nor did he really want to. So, Song Shuyang, who was about to celebrate his 20th birthday, had the tangled and melancholy thoughts of a young boy for the first time. It was not because of a girl, but because of a brother who was not related to him by blood.
The car suddenly stopped, and Jin Zhou turned around and asked him, "Song Shuyang, do you want milk tea?"
"Whatever, it's fine. If you drink, I drink."
"If I don't want to drink, why would I ask you? What do you want to drink?"
Song Shuyang still said: "Whatever, it's fine, I'll drink whatever you drink."
Jin Zhou rolled his eyes at him, and returned ten minutes later, handing him a cup of milk tea through the back window.
He put in a straw and took a sip, frowned, and looked carefully to see that it said "full sugar".
He hated the people in Jiang City, and he hated their taste even more. They loved sweet food, as if life was so bitter.
He put the milk tea aside and said in a low voice, "It's too sweet. I don't want to drink it."
Jin Zhou seemed unaware of his anger and said, "Then leave it there. I'll drink it later."
“Why did you buy me the full sugar one?”
"Didn't you say I should drink whatever I drink?"
"Don't you know I always drink sugar-free?"
After this sentence was said, there was silence in the car. The overly excited tone caused the words to echo in Song Shuyang's ears even after they were finished. He knew that Jin Zhou was going to be angry with him.
"Song Shuyang, can you please stop being so unreasonable? Do you know what you are doing?"
Jin Zhou looked out the window and said, "Like a girl acting like a spoiled child to her boyfriend."
Song Shuyang opened his eyes wide.
I want to refute it, but it seems to be true.
With his meager love experience, he found a clip that could be compared. That time in the scenic area, he picked out a pink Hanfu for Chen Xi. Chen Xi didn't like it but didn't say it. Her reaction at that time was just like his own.
Song Shuyang whispered, "You don't need to buy me milk tea anymore."
It's not like he doesn't have hands, can't he buy it himself?
So, even though they went to make peace, their relationship became even more tense after they came back.
A month had passed in a flash, and his best roommate, Guo Zixiu, sent him a message asking, "Yangyang, when are you going back to school?"
Song Shuyang replied to him while lying on the bed: [It should be soon. I’m so bored at home.]
Guo Zixiu: [Me too. Tell me before you buy your ticket and I’ll go back with you.]
Esby stays away from me: [OK]
"Yangyang is out for dinner."
Hearing Song Nian calling him outside, Song Shuyang jumped up and ran to the kitchen at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
"Hmm? Where's Jin Zhou?"
He saw that it was Song Nian serving the dishes.
Song Nian looked a little strange. "Didn't my brother tell you? The store is unsealed today. He has to go to work tonight and is catching up on his sleep now."
Song Shuyang looked at the time and found that today was Saturday.
This damn male model is going to sell his body again.
He now has a strong sense of disconnection between the Jin Zhou on Saturday and the Jin Zhou on the other six days. One is a charismatic nightclub star, and the other is a mean and poor vagrant. He doesn't know which one is the real Jin Zhou.
He finished his meal in a few bites and immediately hid in the room, fearing that he would meet Jin Zhou.
He lay in bed playing with his phone for several hours. At eleven o'clock, he was still not asleep and a message popped up on his phone.
Esby: [Are you asleep?]
He wanted to ignore it, but he had already clicked in. Jin Zhou could see that [the other party was typing], so he could only reply to him: [No]
Esby: [Helios is reopening today, do you want to go?]
Esby stays away from me: [No]
Jin Zhou didn't send him any more messages. He pricked up his ears and heard the sound of a car starting outside. He had already left.
He thought for no reason that Jin Zhou's acne hadn't healed yet, and he was showing off his charm with a pimple on his head.
I also successfully made myself laugh.
Song Shuyang had a very uneasy sleep. He inexplicably dreamed of Jin Zhou again. He dreamed that he was interacting intimately with the girl with the jellyfish head. The two of them were wearing cool clothes and hugged each other, their flesh touching each other.
But I don't know when the picture changed to the first-person perspective.
In his dream, he had no idea who the man in front of him was. He could only see his thin, pale pink lips with a tiny red mole underneath. He sank into the man's broad chest, the embrace so warm that he rubbed his face against his chest like a newborn baby clinging to its mother.
The next morning, Song Shuyang had to wash the sheets again.
This time, there was no Jin Zhou to help him, so he had to do it himself. He waited until Song Nian left before secretly carrying the bed sheet to the bathroom. While waiting for the water to run, he took out his phone and described his dream to the AI with a blushing face and a pounding heart.
After a brief wait, the AI concluded: [Having such a dream may indicate that the user subconsciously desires intimate contact with a tall, powerful, mature man. However, the user emphasized that he is a man with normal sexual orientation, which may be a sign of a lack of fatherly love.]
What kind of crap is this, it's all made up!
Song Shuyang angrily turned off his phone and put it in his pocket. After a while, he took it out and unlocked it again. He wanted to confirm it again, but the message changed to: [Hello, I can’t answer this question for now. Let’s change the topic and talk about it.]
His question was too big and was blocked by AI.
He became even more depressed.
Song Shuyang was covered in sweat after washing the sheets and quilt covers. It was already past nine o'clock when he hung the sheets in the yard. He wiped the sweat from his face and caught a glimpse of a person standing at the gate.
That jellyfish-headed sister.
She also saw Song Shuyang and waved to him enthusiastically, "Hello, little brother, is Jin Zhou home?"
How come he even came back home?
Song Shuyang was unhappy, but he couldn't be too rude. His upbringing drove him to bring the person in. He asked her to sit in the living room and was about to give her the ice cream. He originally took a chocolate one, but after thinking about it, he changed it to a fruit one.
The temperature today was at least 38 degrees Celsius, and she was sweating all over, her makeup almost smudged. Song Shuyang knew that the air conditioner in his living room had been sitting idle for a long time, so he moved the electric fan out of his room.
The jellyfish-headed sister smiled sweetly at him and said, "Thank you, little brother. My name is Xiaoyi. What's your name?"
"Song Shuyang."
"What is your relationship with Jin Zhou?"
Song Shuyang said coldly: "It doesn't matter, I'm not familiar with him."
Xiaoyi burst into laughter, propping up her chin and saying, "I guess you must be his younger brother. I have a younger brother too, and he pretends not to know me when he's out in public."
Perhaps because she had too many things on her mind recently and couldn't find anyone to talk to, facing this older sister with a younger brother, Song Shuyang let down his guard a little and asked her, "Do you guys quarrel at home?"
"Yes, I get annoyed when I see him. I often have the urge to slap him to death."
“…”
Jin Zhou wouldn't treat him the same way.
Seeing his gloomy face, Xiaoyi couldn't help teasing him: "He's like this when we live together. If he gets married and moves out, I might not want to let him go. Hey, if your brother gets together with me, would you be jealous?"
Xiaoyi was also an expert at stepping on landmines. She hit Song Shuyang's sore spot with one sentence and said sourly, "He's a very difficult person to deal with."
You should catch up with him first.
Xiaoyi wanted to tease him a few more times when the door suddenly opened halfway and Jin Zhou came back.
He had a large box under his arm and another in his arms, and when he saw the people sitting in the living room, he frowned unhappily.
He put all his things outside the door and asked sternly, "Why are you in my house?"
Xiaoyi hurried over and said, "Your brother opened the door for me. Don't be angry. You suddenly left halfway and I couldn't find you, so I had to come to your house and wait for you."
Jin Zhou rubbed his brow and said, "Why did I suddenly leave in the middle of the journey? Don't you know?"
Xiaoyi bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. "You told me to keep my distance, but how can I do that? When I like someone, I can't help but want to get close to them."
Song Shuyang huddled aside and watched this modern urban drama of a girl chasing a boy, feeling a little embarrassed.
Jin Zhou still noticed his presence, walked up to him and said to him: "Go upstairs first, we have something to discuss."
Song Shuyang thought to himself, what is there to talk about? If he had seen this scene of tears in the eyes, he would have softened his heart long ago, but he still nodded and went upstairs obediently.
Their quarrel was so loud that it could be heard even in Jin Zhou's room. It was mostly something like "I really don't like you" and "Why don't you like me", which made Song Shuyang's teeth ache.
Then, there was a "bang" by the window, the sound of the door being slammed shut. He guessed that it must be Jin Zhou running out, and climbed to the bay window to see. Sure enough, Xiaoyi caught up closely and hugged Jin Zhou from behind.
As expected, it started to rain heavily, soaking both of them. The more Song Shuyang watched this scene, the more familiar it seemed to him. He felt that the next step would be for them to kiss passionately in the rain and then express their feelings clearly.
However, Jin Zhou, the ruthless man, still pried Xiaoyi's hands apart with force and said something to her. Xiaoyi stepped back in horror and stood there for a long time without making any other movements.
Without any warning, Xiaoyi reached out and slapped Jin Zhou, knocking his head to the side.
Song Shuyang was dumbfounded.
What did Jin Zhou say to make people so angry? He thought Xiaoyi should have a good temper.
Xiaoyi covered her face and ran away crying, leaving Jin Zhou standing alone in the rain with a dejected look on his face.
Jin Zhou raised his head as if he sensed something, and Song Shuyang, who was peeping, was caught red-handed.
He looked into Jin Zhou's eyes, unable to read the complex emotions in them, and only felt a little scared.
That look was so aggressive that it made people uncomfortable.
Song Shuyang was panicked and quickly jumped out of the bay window and fled back to his room.
He suddenly remembered that his freshly washed sheets and quilt covers were still hanging in the yard. He went out to collect them, and when he reached the door, he found that Jin Zhou was already helping him collect them.
He took it and said "thank you".
Jin Zhou's face was expressionless at the moment, making Song Shuyang think that the look he had just seen was an illusion. He felt that the atmosphere was really awkward, so he said something else: "Go take a shower."
His clothes were all wet, but luckily he was wearing black, so only the outline of his abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen, but Song Shuyang's face was still a little hot.
Jin Zhou didn't move. With a cold face, he pushed his wet hair back and pointed at his forehead and said, "She broke my pimple."
“Puhahahahahahaha!”
Song Shuyang couldn't help laughing out loud.
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