Sheng Yan had never done anything so shameless, immoral, disregarding male virtues and public morality in his life.
He buried his face in the popcorn bucket and felt like he couldn't take it anymore.
But while he morally condemned himself, he also had to admit that the feeling of secretly kissing in the dark was indeed a little exciting.
Moreover, Qin Zigui was good at kissing, and this time I even learned to breathe properly, so the experience was much better than before, and it felt really comfortable.
Thinking this, Sheng Yan buried his face in the popcorn bucket, not daring to lift it up at all.
I dare not look at Qin Zigui, nor do I dare watch movies.
Two whole hours have passed, and I still don't know the name of the movie's main character; all I remember are those 52 seconds of pitch-black, roaring noise.
Qin Zigui reached across the armrest of the seat and took his hand. When he gently held it in his palm, Sheng Yan didn't pull his hand away, letting him hold it, just like all the clingy couples they had seen in the movie theater.
He used to think that those young couples were making a big deal out of it, acting so reluctant to part even when watching a movie, as if they were just going to run away as soon as they let go of each other's hands.
I've only just realized that when you truly like someone, you want to be with them all the time, and even the simplest thing like holding hands in the dark makes your heart race.
So this is what love is like?
It's definitely a bit different from when we were brothers.
My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was even faster than during the finals of previous competitions. Even though we were in an air-conditioned theater, my palms were already soaked in sweat.
Feeling the slight dampness in his palm, Qin Zigui smiled and asked, "Ayan, how was your first date?"
"It's...it's alright." Sheng Yan buried his head in the popcorn cone, trying to make his tone sound natural and casual.
But it obviously didn't work.
Qin Zigui felt that if Sheng Yan kept burying things any longer, he would turn into popcorn flavor, and the smile on his lips deepened: "You've tried dating secretly, how about trying dating openly and honestly?"
"ah?"
What does it mean to have a relationship openly and honestly?
Can his relationship with Qin Zigui still be made public?
Sheng Yan finally pulled his head out of the popcorn bucket.
Qin Zigui reached out and wiped a popcorn crumb from the tip of his nose: "For example, let's get rid of those light bulbs and go home first."
Sheng Yan still didn't quite understand. He knew he had to get rid of these third wheels, otherwise, if things continued like this, either they would die, or he would die with them.
But even after returning home, with his grandparents still there, he and Qin Zigui still had to secretly date. What does that have to do with being open and aboveboard?
Thinking of this, Sheng Yan became somewhat unhappy again; this wasn't the kind of birthday celebration he had envisioned for Qin Zigui.
His emotions were always written all over his face, and Qin Zigui could tell what he was thinking at a glance. He deliberately asked, "Don't you want to come home with me?"
"without."
Sheng Yan didn't not want to go home, he was just a little disappointed.
Anyway, it started pouring rain outside, and his drone plan was ruined. Going home and huddling in a small room with the two of them was better than having these noisy third wheels.
Seeing that he looked dejected, Qin Zigui didn't say anything more. He picked up his bag with one hand, took his hand with the other, and walked down the steps openly and honestly.
Zhu Peng and Gou You, who couldn't understand romantic films, were already drowsy. They squinted and asked, "Where are you going?"
Qin Zigui didn't even turn his head: "Go to the restroom."
After saying that, he left without any hindrance, taking Sheng Yan with him.
Sheng Yan, who had initially thought it would require a lot of effort, typed a question mark: "Just like that?"
"It wasn't a difficult thing to begin with, it's just that some people are insecure." Qin Zigui turned around and glanced at him, his eyes seemingly filled with a smile.
Sheng Yan's ears immediately turned red: "I'm not feeling guilty, I'm angry! I planned this carefully for a week, just to give you a surprise, but they ruined it. Wouldn't you be angry if you were in my shoes?"
"I'm not angry."
"???"
Upon receiving the unexpected answer, Sheng Yan couldn't help but type out three question marks.
Qin Zigui countered, "Ayan, do you think this surprise is that important?"
"Nonsense, I spent so much time and effort to make it up to you, do you think it's important or not?" Sheng Yan felt angry thinking about how much he had put in and prepared for this date, only to have it ruined in the end.
Qin Zigui did not answer that question, but instead asked another: "So, do you also feel that it is very important to me that this matter cannot be made public?"
"Yes, definitely. I'm afraid you'll really feel wronged, just like Wu Shan said." Sheng Yan hooked his backpack strap, not denying it at all, his expression very sincere.
Qin Zigui stared at him quietly for a while, then suddenly realized that he really was a fool. He smiled and reached out to ruffle his hair: "Never mind, let's go home first."
"Oh." Sheng Yan had no objection. Anyway, the perfect date was ruined, and they had nowhere to go, so let Qin Zigui do whatever he wanted.
He obediently followed Qin Zigui into the ride-hailing car, but only realized something was wrong as the car drove on.
Why didn't this car drive across the river, but instead headed towards Shiwai and his house?
When he saw the familiar school gate outside the window, Sheng Yan finally couldn't help but ask, "Qin Zigui, you don't mean to go back to Aunt Qin's house, do you?"
It would be better to go back to Grandma's house; at least there are no outsiders there.
The thought of people he didn't like living in Aunt Qin's house made Sheng Yan reluctant to go back.
He wanted to spend more time with Qin Zigui tonight, but with outsiders around, he felt uncomfortable.
He didn't want Qin Zigui to have to put up with that old lady Jiang's annoyance on her birthday.
As soon as they got out of the car, they said to Qin Zigui, "Qin Zigui, how about we go to a hotel and get a room?"
Qin Zigui, who originally thought that kissing Sheng Yan for a full fifty-two seconds in the movie theater today was already excessive, raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this.
His lazy raising of his eyebrows perfectly revealed his treacherous nature.
Sheng Yan was taken aback at first, then realized that Qin Zigui meant "booking a room" in a certain way, and quickly said, "Qin Zigui! Get out of your mind! That's not what I meant! I just thought I'd be leaving again tomorrow afternoon, so I wanted to spend a little more time alone with you! Don't get the wrong idea!"
Seeing Sheng Yan's ears turn bright red with embarrassment and anxiety, Qin Zigui couldn't help but smile and lower his head while holding up his umbrella: "Hmm, okay, I won't think too much about it. I thought you were planning to give me a big birthday present, but it turned out to be a false alarm."
"..." Sheng Yan couldn't take it anymore, "Qin Zigui!!! Can't you have any shame!"
Sheng Yan is good in every way, except that he is too thin-skinned. And when he is thin-skinned, he wants to run away. Seeing that he was about to lose control of the filthy thoughts and lewd words in Qin Zigui's mind, he turned around and tried to walk into the rain.
Qin Zigui quickly pulled him back and coaxed him with a smile, "Alright, stop making a fuss. Don't worry, we won't go back to live with the people you hate."
"Huh? Then where are we staying?" Sheng Yan was easily distracted by this question and turned around to ask, somewhat confused.
"Anyway, I won't sell you." Qin Zigui took his hand. "You'll see when you come with me."
Sheng Yan had no umbrella, so he could only follow him.
Then they walked into an old residential area across from the school, passed under the sycamore trees, entered a unit door, went up to the third floor, and watched as Qin Zigui took out a key and opened the old-fashioned security door. Sheng Yan, who was used to living in a mansion, was stunned.
The space inside the door is not large, probably only two bedrooms and a living room.
The decor isn't luxurious, fashionable, or artistic; it's just the most ordinary fabric sofa and dining table, yet it exudes warmth everywhere.
His Little Prince and Little Fox are placed in the most prominent position on the entryway cabinet, and they are carefully covered with glass covers.
My computer desk, gaming chair, assembled PC, and other frequently used items are all neatly organized.
His and Qin Zigui's clothes were also separated and placed in a cabinet. On the front was a set of matching pajamas, and in the bathroom were matching toiletries. They looked just like any other ordinary young couple.
There's even a huge cat tree in the living room, which is like the Tomson Riviera of the cat world for Cuckoo. He was sleeping on the top of the tree, but when he heard a noise, he opened his eyes, saw him, and jumped into his arms with a meow, wagging his tail and starting to act cute.
Even though it was my first time visiting this place, I inexplicably felt a sense of home.
He turned his head slightly, looking at Qin Zigui with a blank expression: "You rented it?"
Qin Zigui nodded: "I rented it, and signed a one-year contract, which will last until we graduate."
Sheng Yan then asked, "Did you use my wife's savings?"
Qin Zigui chuckled: "I used my own savings for my wife."
"That's called a dowry."
Sheng Yan has a stubborn persistence in certain aspects, even when he feels powerless to do them.
Qin Zigui indulged him, saying, "You say it's a dowry, then it's a dowry. Anyway, this is our first home. Do you like it?"
Sheng Yan liked it. Although it wasn't big, there was evidence of him and Qin Zigui being together everywhere. It was as if this little world belonged only to him and Qin Zigui. As long as he hid inside, all the other disturbances would no longer bother him.
"But Qin Zigui, where did you get the money?"
Sheng Yan looked up at Qin Zigui.
He knew that the rent for this school district property was not cheap, and he also knew that Qin Zigui had never asked for more money since he was a child. If Qin Ru hadn't insisted on dressing him up, he wouldn't even have that closet full of designer clothes. So where did Qin Zigui get the money?
Qin Zigui simply looked down and scoured his head: "With a boyfriend this smart, there's nowhere he can't make money."
"Why don't you just say you're still so handsome?" Sheng Yansheng was afraid that Qin Zigui had gone to earn some hard-earned money, but the words that came out of his mouth turned into something else entirely.
Qin Zigui's smile deepened: "Don't worry, although I'm handsome, I'm a married man. As long as you don't send me to a nightclub to be a gigolo, I probably won't be able to earn that kind of money."
"Qin Zigui!" Sheng Yan really didn't know how such a cold and taciturn academic genius had turned into this.
He seemed perfectly normal in front of Chen Yubai and the others!
Qin Zigui found Sheng Yan's easily exasperated nature adorable, as if all his subdued emotions could come alive in Sheng Yan's presence. So he couldn't help but stroke his soft fur again: "Don't worry, I just wrote some code for a small website in the last few days, and the payment is just enough to cover a year's rent."
Even if Qin Zigui is a genius, it must be very hard for him to finish a set of code in a week.
"Then why don't you use the money I gave you for your wife? Don't you want to be my wife?" Sheng Yan felt a little sorry for Qin Zigui when he thought about how she stayed up all night, so he spoke awkwardly.
Qin Zigui chuckled softly at her cuteness: "You've already given me the marriage certificate, how could I not be your wife? It's just that, Ayan, I want to use my abilities to treat you well, protect you, and give you what you want. Otherwise, I'm not even sure if I'm qualified to like you."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Yan stopped torturing Cuckoo and looked up at Qin Zigui.
Qin Zigui lowered his eyes to meet his gaze: "From childhood to adulthood, you have had everything and lacked nothing. Aunt Xu and Grandma have given you the best of everything, so you have a lot of spoiled brat temperament. You want the best to eat, the best to wear, and the best to use. You also have no concept of money and are fearless and love to cause trouble. I guess you probably won't have much hope of changing these bad habits in your life."
"???" Sheng Yan, who was prepared to hear sweet words, suddenly heard a bunch of criticisms of himself and was about to angrily beat Qin Zigui up.
Qin Zigui's next words softened his anger instantly: "So, Ayan, I hope that after you're with me, I'll be able to indulge your little quirks so that you still have the confidence to do what you want. Otherwise, I don't know what I have to tell Aunt Xu that I can take care of you for the rest of my life."
"You don't like Jiang Fei and the others, and you love to sleep in, so you probably can't stand the conditions at school. That's why I wanted to find a place just for the two of us, where we don't have to worry about anything or be afraid of anything. You can throw tantrums at me whenever you want, kiss me whenever you want, hit me whenever you want. We can do our homework together until bedtime, or we can wear matching pajamas and snuggle on the sofa to play games. I'll do whatever you like. There won't be any weird people bothering us, and you won't have to worry about me leaving anymore, because from now on, I'll have a home."
"So, Ayan, our relationship is just between the two of us. As long as I know you like me, nothing else matters. Don't worry about me being unhappy, don't worry about me feeling wronged, and don't worry about me leaving, because you probably don't even realize how lucky it is to be liked by you."
"I just hope you can be happy being yourself, and happily date me. Don't change for the sake of changing, and don't make things harder for me. That's my real birthday wish. So, would you be willing to make it come true for me?"
Perhaps it was the hysterical downpour outside the window, with its destructive and unsettling force, that made the egg-yellow floor lamp inside seem so warm and reassuring, just like Qin Zigui's gentle voice.
Sheng Yan thought he had hidden his awkwardness and unease about not knowing how to like someone well, but it turned out that Qin Zigui had discovered it all.
Sure enough, Qin Zigui was the smartest person he had ever met. He knew everything, understood everything, was willing to give in to him in everything, and was so good to him.
“But it was supposed to be your birthday, and you prepared such a big surprise for me, while the surprise I prepared for you fell through.” Sheng Yan was a little frustrated. “That drone setup was supposed to be really cool, but then it suddenly started raining.”
Besides feeling frustrated, he also felt a deep tenderness in his heart, as if due to some other emotion.
Qin Zigui genuinely didn't care about any of that. He said earnestly, "Ayan, the fact that you came to celebrate my birthday with me is already the biggest surprise."
The more he said that, the more bitter Sheng Yan felt.
Qin Zigui has always only known how to give and never ask for anything in return.
But he felt that when Qin Zigui expressed her love, he had to reciprocate with the same love, so that they could be truly in love.
But he wasn't as clever as Qin Zigui, who knew how to express his feelings, do the right thing, and say the right thing.
He could only express his feelings through instinct, so he pursed his lips, tilted his head back, and whispered, "Qin Zigui, close your eyes."
Before Qin Zigui could react to Sheng Yan's sudden instruction to close his eyes, Sheng Yan had already closed his eyes and offered his lips to him.
A gentle touch, imbued with the sweltering heat of a summer night, burned its way into Qin Zigui's heart.
He originally thought that Sheng Yan would kiss him quickly and run away like the previous two times, but this time Sheng Yan imitated the way Qin Zigui usually kissed him and made a bolder attempt.
Somewhat awkward, yet exploring gently and earnestly, making no attempt to conceal her love, and surrendering all her senses and emotions without reservation.
When someone you like so much stands in front of you, even a small touch is enough to make your heart flutter, let alone such a proactive invitation.
So Qin Zigui grabbed Sheng Yan's waist, pinned him to the corner of the sofa, knelt on one knee on the edge of the sofa, and began to plunder every inch of his emotions and senses with both gentleness and force.
As the rain intensified, leaving almost no chance for any creatures in the rain to catch their breath, Sheng Yan finally muttered a complaint: "Qin Zigui, you're poking me."
Qin Zijue whispered, "Ayan, today is my birthday, can I have a present?"
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