The most direct way to distinguish between that kind of liking and other kinds of liking is to see if you have a desire for intimate contact with the other person.
Even if Sheng Yan is slow to understand, he still understands this principle.
Therefore, he felt that Qin Zigui's suggestion was not impossible.
Looking at Qin Zigui's lips, he noticed they were thin and pale, and felt they would feel cool to the touch.
Even with torrential rain, the summer nights in the south at the end of July are still incredibly hot and sticky.
Sheng Yan licked his somewhat dry lips.
He figured that whether he stuck his neck out or not, he'd still get hurt, so he might as well give it a try and cut the Gordian knot. After all, a kiss wouldn't hurt him, and he couldn't be coy like a timid little wife.
So he licked his lips again and said, "Then, shall we give it a try?"
"Okay, let's give it a try."
Qin Zigui chuckled softly, then, holding up the umbrella, slowly bent down.
Through the transparent umbrella, Sheng Yan could see how the torrential rain was pounding down behind Qin Zigui, and how it was blocked by the umbrella in his hand. The rainwater dripped down the eaves of the umbrella, forming a curtain that completely isolated them from the world, leaving only a narrow space that belonged only to them.
Hidden within are the uneasy yet tender and tentative feelings of two teenagers.
Sheng Yan dared not move an inch, not even blink, for fear that if he blinked, he would miss something he shouldn't have missed.
Qin Zigui's lips were right in front of him.
It's as if that kiss changed something, something that was destined to change, something that could never be the same again.
Sheng Yan's hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.
His heart was pounding so hard he couldn't hear the rain falling.
Qin Zigui's breath fell on his eyelashes, and he nervously awaited the kiss that made him uneasy.
However, just as they were about to touch the ground, a voice suddenly rang out from the rain: "Zigui! Xiaoyan! It's raining so hard! What are you doing standing outside!"
Everything came to an abrupt end.
Qin Zigui closed his eyes helplessly.
Sheng Yan snapped back to his senses, shoved Qin Zigui away, and hurriedly replied, "I know, Grandma, we'll be right back!"
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to flee the scene of the planned crime as quickly as possible.
Qin Zigui grabbed his wrist just in time: "Why are you running away again?"
"Oh dear! Grandma's here! Don't touch me! Let go!" Sheng Yan was shy and afraid of being discovered, so he tried to pry Qin Zigui's hands off while urging her in a low voice with a red face.
Qin Zigui simply said in a low voice, "We'll have to walk together eventually."
After realizing what Qin Zigui meant by "we'll have to walk together in the future," Sheng Yan paused, stopped, lowered his head, and stopped struggling.
So Qin Zigui held an umbrella in one hand and took Sheng Yan's hand in the other, and together they walked through the heavy rain toward the brightly lit courtyard full of roses.
The elderly people who have cared for them their whole lives are anxiously waiting for them to come home.
Seeing them return hand in hand, the two elderly people didn't seem to think anything was wrong. They simply invited them into the house, served them hot soup, and scolded them with concern, "You two unlucky kids, really! In such heavy rain, you have classes early tomorrow morning, how could you just run off like that?"
Qin Zigui, the unfortunate student who was implicated, glanced at Sheng Yan with a hint of amusement.
The truly unlucky student, Sheng Xiaoyan, lowered his head guiltily upon hearing this question.
Knowing that Sheng Yan was shy and couldn't lie, Qin Zigui smiled silently, then looked at the elderly couple and explained in a low voice, "Jiang Fei has been staying at our house these past few days. As you know, he and his grandmother have never liked me. I don't want to make things difficult for my aunt and uncle, so I wanted to go back to my maternal grandparents' house for a few days."
"Stay, stay, stay wherever you like." Grandma Sheng Yan knew how much Jiang Ping's brother and mother opposed Qin Zigui's adoption when Qin Ru and Jiang Ping decided to adopt him. She also knew that Qin Zigui had suffered a lot of mistreatment from the Jiang family since he was a child. So she felt sorry for him when she heard this. "Don't worry, if Jiang Fei refuses to leave, you can stay with Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan's house isn't finished yet, so you can come stay at Grandma's. We won't go there to suffer that trouble."
"You seem to feel sorry for him." Sheng Yan, who was sitting next to her, was holding a bowl of chicken soup and taking small sips. He couldn't help but mutter under his breath as he watched his grandmother looking at someone else's grandson with such pity.
Seeing him like this, Grandma laughed and said, "What are you saying, child? Doesn't Grandma feel sorry for you?"
"You never cared about me to begin with, and you even helped Qin Zigui keep it from me," Sheng Yan complained, sounding like a jealous and angry child.
Grandma Shengyan glanced at Qin Zigui.
Qin Zigui said, "Ayan knows everything, and we even argued about it today."
"Sigh." The old man sighed. "You know, this whole thing has caused quite a stir. We didn't tell you because we were afraid you'd lose your temper and overthink things. From childhood to adulthood, every time we mentioned that Zigui was going to be taken away by his father, you cried as if the sky were falling. We didn't even think about telling you until things were settled."
"Grandma, these are all things from when I was little. Why do you keep bringing them up?" Sheng Yan was forced to listen to many shameful stories from his childhood today, and he felt that he had completely lost his dignity as a mature man.
Grandma, however, didn't give him any face: "So now that Zigui is gone, you're not crying anymore?"
“Who would cry for him?” Sheng Yan lowered his head and continued drinking his soup.
Seeing his guilty and embarrassed expression, Sheng Yan's grandparents jokingly laughed and said, "Don't worry, Zigui promised us that he would take care of us in our old age and see us off when we die. He won't run away from it."
Those were his maternal grandparents. What right does Qin Zigui have to take care of them in their old age and see them off in their final days? Does he really think of her as his wife?
Sheng Yan, his ears red, muttered to himself.
Qin Zigui then spoke softly, "Well, anyway, we'll be family from now on, so Ayan's responsibilities are my responsibilities..."
"puff--"
Before Qin Zigui could finish speaking, Sheng Yan spat out a mouthful of chicken soup and then began to cough violently.
To Sheng Yan, Qin Zigui's words sounded like typical daughter-in-law talk, but the elderly couple didn't find anything wrong with them. While anxiously patting Sheng Yan back to his feet, they asked in confusion, "How did you choke like that?"
"No, cough cough cough, it's nothing, Grandma, don't worry." Sheng Yan knew that Qin Zigui was retaliating against his repeated escapes and deliberately said something ambiguous. He was also afraid that the old couple would see through his act, so he quickly said, "Grandma, Grandpa, it's almost midnight, it's too late. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You should rest early too."
After saying that, he slipped into the bathroom, took a deep breath, and cursed Qin Zigui as a real bastard.
After finishing his rant, he turned his head and saw his own reflection in the mirror: his ears were bright red, and the band-aid on his neck was wrinkled from not being changed for a day and a night.
Sheng Yan touched it with his fingers, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tear it open. The red mark, which was ambiguous and almost like a hickey, was exposed to his view.
Damn it, Qin Zigui is such a bastard, he actually took advantage of me in the game.
And it seems I really did get taken advantage of.
Thinking about the strange feeling he had when Qin Zigui bit him while he was pinned down in the closet that day, and then thinking about how he hadn't moved at all when Qin Zigui tried to kiss him just now, as if he was secretly looking forward to it, Sheng Yan wished he could take a bath in the bathroom forever.
However, it's impossible to wash for a lifetime; if he keeps washing, Qin Zigui will probably have to shut off the sluice gate.
Sheng Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and leave the bathroom.
Qin Zigui had already finished showering and was lying in bed waiting for him. However, he was wearing glasses and looking down at a book. Hearing the noise, he didn't even look up, as if he didn't have time to argue with him for the time being.
Sheng Yan then tried his best to pretend he didn't exist, carefully entered the room, carefully closed the door, carefully walked to the bedside, lifted his leg, stepped onto the bed, stepped over Qin Zigui, reached the inside of the bed, lay down, tucked into the quilt, only his head was exposed, closed his eyes, perfect.
Just as Sheng Yan thought he had successfully passed the test and pretended to fall asleep peacefully, Qin Zigui next to him closed his book and said calmly, "Lie down and take off your clothes."
Sheng Yan, lying in bed, stiffened.
What is Qin Zigui up to? What step does he want to take this to?
Sheng Yan opened his eyes wide in horror.
Qin Zigui glanced sideways to meet his gaze and offered a friendly reminder: "Someone promised me on this very bed yesterday that every time we fight, he'll take off his clothes, lie on the bed, and let me have my way with him..."
"Qin Zigui!" When Sheng Yan heard this yesterday, he thought Qin Zigui was simply talking about applying medicine. But when he heard it today, he felt something was wrong. Thinking about the other meanings that the word "apply" could represent, he couldn't help but speak up in shame and indignation to stop him.
Qin Zigui looked at him and asked, "What, you want to deny it?"
"Is this a matter of admitting or denying? Can you please stop being so rude!" Sheng Yan's ears were so red they were about to explode.
When Qin Zigui said this yesterday, he didn't mean anything by it, but seeing Sheng Yan's reaction, he suddenly wanted to tease him. So he said slowly, "I told you about applying medicine to you, and you said I was being a pervert. Do you even have any sense of reason?"
"Whether I'm being reasonable or not is none of your business!" Anyway, Sheng Yan has been unreasonable for quite some time now. "Anyway, from now on you're not allowed to use the verb 'apply medicine,' you must use 'swab medicine'!"
"Tell me your reasons?" Qin Zigui asked frankly.
Sheng Yan could only grit his teeth and say, "There's no reason."
“If there’s no reason, then I don’t need to listen to you.” Qin Zigui didn’t seem to intend to back down while he was at it. As he turned to get the medicine, he slowly said, “Take off your clothes, lie down, and let me…”
Just as he was about to utter that extremely shameful verb again, Sheng Yan finally couldn't hold back any longer. He flipped over, straddled Qin Zigui, and forcefully covered his mouth: "Shut up! Or I'll kill you to silence you!"
Qin Zigui's eyes curved slightly as he nodded.
Sheng Yan finally let go.
Qin Zigui laughed again, "How can our Brother Yan be so innocent?"
Men sometimes have a strange kind of vanity. For example, they can't stand being called innocent by another man. Sheng Yan immediately retorted, "You're the innocent one! I've had seventeen or eighteen girlfriends already!"
"Okay, sure." Qin Zigui didn't call him out on it and just nodded. "You've dated seventeen or eighteen people already, why are you running around today?"
Sheng Yan: "..."
"And why don't you even dare to let me kiss you?"
Sheng Yan: "..."
"You can't even tell what kind of liking it is?"
Sheng Yan: "..."
With a single click, Sheng Yan was completely dumbfounded.
"So," Qin Zigui said, gripping Sheng Yan's waist with both hands and looking up at him, "Sheng Xiaoyan, who has dated seventeen or eighteen people in a very impure way, will you take off your clothes yourself, or should I do it for you?"
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