It has to be said that Qin Zigui's tone just now was a bit flirtatious.
And lately, I don't know what's wrong with me, but whenever I run into Qin Zigui, I'm a little afraid to make any moves.
Holding the little cuckoo in his arms, Sheng Yan reviewed Qin Zigui's escape unscathed. He thought Qin Zigui was a cunning and sleazy gay man who used such despicable means to bewitch him, relying on his good looks.
The key point is that I was actually fooled.
Is it because I spend every day with gay men that I, a straight man, am starting to turn gay?
Upon realizing this, Sheng Yan suddenly understood.
Damn, could this be Qin Zigui's purpose?!
Sheng Yan realized he had uncovered a secret and quickly took out his phone to send Qin Zigui a WeChat message: [You went to great lengths to play that True Love Stone game with me, could it be just to prove I'm not straight?]
Upon seeing this message, Qin Zigui was momentarily at a loss for words.
If I had to say, that's definitely the case.
But he felt that Sheng Yan's thoughts were definitely not what he was thinking.
Sure enough, Sheng Yan quickly replied: [Let me tell you, even though that lie detector flashed red, I, Sheng Yan, am still the number one straight man at Shiwai High School, unyielding! If you're worried about getting beaten up by both men and women when you come out, that's your problem, don't try to drag me down with you! I'm going to get married someday!]
Yes, I'll marry someone who's both smart and beautiful, and who's ranked first in the grade.
There's also a huge sum of money for my wife.
If Qin Zigui would have felt sad and dejected upon seeing such words a month ago, now, upon seeing them, he simply replied calmly: [Yes, you're right.]
It's just that your wife might be 187cm tall and weigh 148kg, making her two sizes bigger than you.
Upon receiving this reply, Sheng Yan felt that Qin Zigui was truly despicable.
Then he threw his phone aside, hugged his cuckoo tightly, feeling a little sullen, buried himself in the pillow, and eventually fell asleep.
Qin Zigui wasn't there either, and no one woke him up, so he slept until the sun was high in the sky.
When I woke up, the aroma of food wafted through the dining room, and my dry, clean clothes were neatly folded on the bedside table.
Sheng Yan changed his clothes, lazily washed up, and came out to find only the elderly couple busy in the kitchen. He asked, "Grandma, Grandpa, Qin Zigui hasn't come back yet?"
"Hmm, maybe the hospital is too far from here, so we went back to Jiang to rest." Grandma Sheng Yan replied as she packed lunchboxes in the kitchen.
Sheng Yan looked down and took out his phone, only to find that Qin Zigui had indeed sent him a WeChat message.
[Bad Bird]: Auntie's all settled now. I'm going to my competition class today. Remember to finish the homework I gave you when you wake up. I'll explain it to you during evening self-study.
[Bad Bird]: No internet cafes, no stealing duck necks, no eating anything too spicy.
[Bad Bird]: Also, no fighting is allowed. Remember to have Grandma apply your medicine again.
sentimental.
Sheng Yan changed the nickname to "[Chatty Bad Bird]" and then casually said, "Grandma, I'll go back first after lunch. Cuckoo will stay with you for the next few days. We'll come back to pick him up when summer vacation starts in a few days."
"Okay, remember to bring this too." Grandma came out of the kitchen and placed a huge thermos in front of him. "Zigui said you should eat more walnuts, so I made some walnut and eucommia pigeon soup for you. You can take it back and heat it up in the microwave."
"Oh, okay, um, wait a minute, something's not right." Sheng Yan suddenly thought of something and looked up at her, "Grandma."
Grandma: "Hmm? What's wrong?"
Sheng Yan: "Are walnuts good for the brain?"
Grandma: "..."
Sheng Yan: "..."
Just as I expected!
He knew that Qin Zigui was a bastard who was always up to no good and just wanted to find ways to humiliate him!
To prove he didn't need brain-boosting supplements, Sheng Yan decided to secretly get all his homework right and then amaze that old beast Qin Zigui.
However, despite his rapid progress, he still struggled somewhat because the questions Qin Zigui set were often beyond his capabilities.
After working on it for a while, Sheng Yan got stuck on one point and decided to ask for help. He opened the WeChat group [Yan Ge and His Useless Men] and sent: [Do you want to eat DQ or Häagen-Dazs this afternoon?]
[What bad intentions could Gou Gou possibly have?]
[Tianpeng the Big Pig]: ?
[What bad intentions could Gou Gou possibly have?]: Brother Yan, would you like to go on a date with us?
[S.]: Get lost.
[S.]: I just don't know how to do a few questions. If you have time this afternoon, please explain them to me. I'll pay for any dessert shop near the school.
[What malicious intent could Gou Gou possibly have?]: ?
[Tianpeng the Big Pig]: ? ? ?
[What evil intentions could Gou Gou possibly have?]: Brother Yan, if you've been possessed, say something.
[Tianpeng the Big Pig]: I'll go buy you some black dog blood right now.
[S.]: If you don't want to die, be serious.
[What bad intentions could Gou Gou possibly have?]: Oh, okay, no problem. No need for Häagen-Dazs, it's too far. Just the fried chicken place near the school gate will do, dinner included.
Zhu Peng was out of the question, but Gou You's grades were indeed quite good. Sheng Yan packed his schoolbag, gave the aloof cat Xiao Dujuan a good rub a few times, and then headed to school.
Zhu Peng and Gou You both lived quite close to the school and arrived earlier than him. When they saw him neatly taking out a stack of test papers from his schoolbag, they couldn't help but feel quite moved.
"I have to say, Huang Shuliang is really something. Since the shift change, Brother Yan has almost become someone I don't recognize. Maybe this is the most familiar stranger." Zhu Peng glanced at Sheng Yan's weekly practice test and found that he was catching up with him. He couldn't help but marvel.
Gou You, however, understood much better than him: "You're saying Qin Zigui is more skilled than Huang Shuliang. Can a normal person create these step-by-step problem-solving notes?"
"Alright, enough nonsense." Sheng Yan didn't have time to banter with them. "What do you want to eat? Order for yourself."
Zhu Peng, audacious as ever, said: "I want to drink the soup in your thermos."
Without even thinking, Sheng Yan said, "Get lost, this is for Qin Zigui."
Gou You wasn't surprised at all: "Okay, then Brother Yan, how about we get some super spicy chicken wings?"
Sheng Yan flipped through the test paper without looking up: "Not very good."
"What about spicy duck neck?"
"No, I don't want that either."
"Spicy lotus root slices?"
"don't want."
"..." Gou You, who had been given the right to order food but was then ruthlessly deprived of it, finally couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you want anything?"
These were all foods that Sheng Yan used to love to eat.
Sheng Yan continued flipping through the papers without looking up: "These are too spicy, Qin Zigui won't let me eat them."
After he finished speaking, Gou You and Zhu Peng fell silent.
After a while, Gou You said, "Brother Yan, you haven't logged into the game or been to an internet cafe for a long time."
Sheng Yan thought he was talking nonsense: "You're being watched by the student council president from school to home every day, under 24-hour surveillance, so you don't have time to go online to play games."
"So you didn't notice the problem?"
Gou You asked somewhat seriously.
Sheng Yan looked up: "What's the problem?"
"You're acting like a henpecked husband right now."
Gou You's expression was very serious.
"And he has a virtuous wife at home, the kind of prodigal son who has turned over a new leaf."
Zhu Peng added as a friend.
Sheng Yan: "..."
His guilty conscience made him irritable: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"How can this be nonsense? Brother Yan, who are you? If you didn't want to be controlled by him, would you? This means there must be some shady dealings between you two." Gou You was very certain.
Sheng Yan rolled his eyes at him, annoyed: "That's because I don't want to go abroad, so I have to get into a top-tier university. That's why I'm compromising."
“Fine, you’re willing to compromise, but why should Qin Zigui care about you? Is homework hard to do or isn’t getting first place in exams fun? Why does he have to go to all this trouble to manage you? Wouldn’t it be better to just study it yourself?” Gou You once again hit the nail on the head.
Sheng Yan was suddenly speechless.
He hadn't thought about this question, but since he was a child, Qin Zigui had taken care of his meals, his illnesses, cleaned up his messes, helped him admit his mistakes and take punishments, and covered for him in everything. So he naturally assumed that Qin Zigui was supposed to take care of him.
I never thought about what Qin Zigui was after.
"Perhaps he's just naturally a 'motherly' type," Sheng Yan commented after recalling Qin Zigui's actions.
Gou You thought Sheng Yan was really outspoken: "The last person who asked him a stupid question was so hurt by his words that he's still doubting his own intelligence. You're saying he's born with a motherly personality?!"
Sheng Yan: "..."
Isn't that so?
Seeing that Sheng Yan was about to be unable to answer, Zhu Peng quickly smoothed things over to prevent Sheng Yan from getting angry and hitting him: "Why do you care about Qin Zigui? Maybe he just likes to nag Brother Yan. Besides, it's not a bad thing. Look, our Brother Yan can already do the second to last math problem! Isn't that gratifying? If he continues like this, he'll definitely get into a top-tier university!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer came from the doorway: "You wish!"
Hearing this voice annoyed Zhu Peng: "Fu Yun, what do you mean?"
"It's nothing much, it's just that Qin Zigui probably won't be able to control your Yan-ge for much longer, right, Sheng Yan?" Fu Yun slowly pushed open the door and entered, looking like he was in a very good mood.
Sheng Yan found him baffling: "Just say what you have to say, stop being so sarcastic."
Seeing his expression, Fu Yun raised an eyebrow: "What, you still don't know?"
Sheng Yan hated people who stammered and hesitated when they spoke, and he frowned in displeasure.
Fu Yun looked at his expression and suddenly scoffed: "No way, Sheng Yan, you really don't know? My parents know about this."
Sheng Yan frowned even more deeply.
Fu Yun's expression was almost incredulous: "For the past two weeks, every few days someone has come to your maternal grandmother's door, claiming to be Qin Zigui's uncle, wanting Qin Zigui to come back and acknowledge his ancestors. They've been making a scene and causing trouble. Almost everyone in the neighborhood knows about it. They even came last night. I saw them from my balcony, and you didn't know?"
Last night?
Sheng Yan instantly recalled the commotion at the courtyard gate when he was changing clothes last night.
However, Qin Zigui and his grandparents told him that someone wanted to take Cuckoo away.
Sheng Yan's fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the pen.
Seeing his reaction, Fu Yun guessed that Qin Zigui had kept it from him, and for a moment he felt a sense of schadenfreude, as if he had successfully stirred up trouble: "Well, it's my fault for being nosy, but I didn't expect Qin Zigui to plan to leave without a word. I was inconsiderate."
"If you know you're being nosy, then shut up." Sheng Yan slightly lifted his eyelids, a hint of coldness creeping into his eyes. "Talking about other people's family matters in public, is this the kind of manners your parents taught you?"
His eyebrows and eyes were sharp and flamboyant, and he had a fearless confidence that he had been raised in his family since childhood. When he looked at people with such a cold look, all the childishness he usually showed in front of Qin Zigui disappeared, revealing a somewhat intimidating aura.
Fu Yun recalled the feeling of being grabbed by the collar and pressed against the wall, and his neck tightened for a moment.
But having suffered so many losses and lost face at the hands of Sheng Yan and Qin Zigui, and with his own brothers by his side, he had long wanted to get his revenge. So he laughed somewhat shamelessly, "What, the son of the mistress won't let me... Ouch—damn it!"
Before Fu Yun could finish speaking, Sheng Yan, with a cold face, punched him squarely in the face, then grabbed his collar, slammed him against the wall, and said coldly, "I fucking told you to shut up, didn't you understand?"
The usually flamboyant yet easy-going boy now exuded a chilling, almost sinister aura, as if his most sensitive and unyielding instincts had been touched.
The people in the fried chicken shop were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
This was a situation that Huang Shuliang had never experienced when he wronged him.
Xue Yi never framed him.
Fu Yun never made sarcastic remarks about him.
It only happens when Qin Zigui's background is mentioned.
Fu Yun tugged at his swollen, red lip and laughed, "It seems Xue Yi was right, you and Qin Zigui really are brothers."
The phrase "deep brotherhood" was spoken in a particularly sarcastic and ironic tone.
Sheng Yan tightened his grip, his eyes icy: "Speak properly to me."
Fu Yun, as if deliberately trying to provoke Sheng Yan, leaned close to his ear and laughed, "Whether I'm speaking properly or not, you know in your heart. Xue Yi has long seen through Qin Zigui's feelings for you."
The moment the words fell, Sheng Yan's fingers, which were gripping his collar, paused for a split second.
Then Fu Yun seized the moment when he was slightly distracted, grabbed the chopstick holder next to him and smashed it hard on his shoulder.
The hard bamboo tube struck the boy's thin shoulder blade, producing a dull thud of pain.
Sheng Yan snapped out of his reverie immediately and was about to slam Fu Yun's head against the wall when he was suddenly grabbed and pulled behind him.
Then Fu Yun's wrist was clamped by a cold, slender hand, and with a twist, his face was forced tightly against the wall.
Fu Yun felt as if his wrists were about to be broken, and the bones in his face were being pressed painfully against the wall. He couldn't see the face of the person behind him, but he could hear a cold, emotionless voice: "Fu Yun, if you provoke Sheng Yan again, I have plenty of ways to get you kicked out of Shiwai. You can try if you don't believe me."
The volume wasn't loud, just enough for the two of them to hear, but the indifferent voice, devoid of any emotion or room for discussion, sent a shiver down Fu Yun's spine for a moment.
Then Qin Zigui let go of his hand and led Sheng Yan away amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd.
Sheng Yan, however, was completely unmoved. As soon as he stepped out of the store, he violently flung his wrist away, shouting, "Qin Zigui, you fucking let go of me!"
Qin Zigui held on very tightly, refusing to let go, and simply led Sheng Yan away into the deserted area.
Sheng Yan gritted his teeth and continued to struggle, only to find that the difference in strength between him and Qin Zigui was so great that he could not break free with any force.
Qin Zigui, with a cold face, led him to a secluded corner, pulled him close, and then grabbed his collar: "Let me see."
"I don't need your help!" Sheng Yan shoved Qin Zigui hard backward.
Qin Zigui didn't know where his temper came from, but just thinking about the scene of the bamboo tube hitting Sheng Yan's shoulder made her feel both heartache and anger: "It's none of my business, so stop making people worry! Do you think it doesn't hurt when it hits you!"
"What's it to you if you get on my body! Can't you stop meddling in my business all day long? Is homework hard to do or getting first place in exams not fun?" Sheng Yan felt an indescribable pain and grievance when he thought about how Qin Zigui had something to do but insisted on keeping it from him, making him feel like a fool who didn't even know that Qin Zigui might leave.
Qin Zigui felt that his words were heartless. Seeing the bruises on his shoulder, and remembering that this man had promised him yesterday not to fight, yet today he was covered in injuries and was deliberately saying hurtful things like a rogue.
Finally unable to hold back any longer, she grabbed Sheng Yan, ripped open his clothes, and pointed to the numerous wounds on his body, saying, "Sheng Yan, tell me yourself, from childhood to adulthood, when have you ever been injured and I haven't felt heartbroken? When have you ever been injured and I haven't taken care of you? When have you ever been in so much pain that you couldn't sleep, haven't I been even more sleepless than you? I've been taking care of you and protecting you since you were little, not wanting you to get sick or hurt. Do you think I'm really that idle? If I didn't like you, who would bother taking care of you!"
Qin Zigui has almost never lost his temper since he was a child. Even when he is angry, he just keeps a cold face and doesn't say anything. He has almost never shown his temper like this.
Upon hearing his outburst, Sheng Yan, who had been feeling aggrieved and indignant and ready to argue, suddenly froze.
Who does Qin Zigui say he likes?
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