Sheng Yan finally couldn't take it anymore and turned his head away: "Qin Zigui, we can't continue."
Qin Zigui gently bit his neck: "Yes, you can."
"It's really impossible." Sheng Yan's voice was already somewhat urgent.
Qin Zigui's voice remained low and gentle: "Ayan, today is my birthday."
He was someone who rarely made requests, but when he spoke so softly, it sounded like a humble plea. Sheng Yan couldn't bring himself to refuse. He covered his eyes with the back of his hand to hide his shame: "But I have a competition tomorrow, and I'm afraid my arms will get sore."
Remembering how Sheng Yan had given up halfway through because his arms were too sore, Qin Zigui chuckled and said, "How about we use our legs?"
"Qin Zigui, you..." Sheng Yan sank into the sofa before he could finish speaking.
The warm, egg-yolk-colored light was completely blocked, leaving only a faint halo, and all words were drowned out by the sound of rain.
The onslaught of storms and torrential rains in late summer in the south always makes this gentle city suddenly seem powerful and intimidating. The sycamore leaves outside the window have fallen to the ground, muddy and soft from the rain, clinging tightly to the ground, unable to rise again.
But the torrential rain fell tirelessly all night long.
The next morning, Sheng Yan woke up and opened his eyes. When he saw the somewhat unfamiliar surroundings, he was still groggy and didn't quite realize where he was. With his head still blank, he instinctively called out, "Qin Zigui."
No one answered.
Turning around, I saw only Qin Zigui's phone charging on the bedside table.
Where did Qin Zigui go so early in the morning?
Sheng Yan rubbed his temples, preparing to get up and go out to see what Qin Zigui was doing.
As soon as he sat up, the slight burning and stinging sensation on the inside of his thighs made him gasp and stop moving.
grass.
Sheng Yan looked down and immediately cursed. The inner thigh of a true macho man, as hard as a rock, was actually rubbed red!
That damned turtle, that bastard, that old beast, that stinking hooligan, he's a nagging scoundrel.
Sheng Yan, who was still in a daze, suddenly remembered the fatal tragedy that happened in the living room, the bathroom, and on this bed last night, and then cursed Qin Zigui with every swear word he could think of in his mind.
Why did he think Qin Zigui only knew how to give and not how to take? He really knew how to take!
I'm a grown man, and he's going to drain me dry!
Sheng Yan was furious. He grabbed the baseball bat from the bedside table and stormed off to confront Qin Zigui.
Before he could even leave the house, Qin Zigui brought it up himself.
He was carrying a pharmacy bag when he pushed open the door and bumped right into Sheng Yan, who was holding a baseball bat and looking murderous.
"Qin Zigui!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"
Sheng Yan swung his baseball bat and slammed it down.
Qin Zigui reacted quickly and caught it: "Why are you trying to murder your husband so early in the morning?"
"Go to hell with your husband! Are you even human?! I have a competition this afternoon!" Sheng Yan didn't really intend to beat him up, but he was just ashamed, angry, and indignant.
Qin Zigui, however, added fuel to the fire, chuckling lightly, "That's why I didn't make you tired."
"...Shut up!!!"
Thinking of yesterday's position, Sheng Yan really couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed Qin Zigui by the collar, straddled him, and tried to beat him up.
But upon seeing Qin Zigui's face, he raised his fist high, yet couldn't bring himself to bring it down.
After struggling for a while, Sheng Yan could only resign himself to his bad luck and roll over, then kicked Qin Zigui away: "Get out of the way, I want to go back to sleep."
The match was at 4 p.m., and he arrived at the venue at 3 p.m. to prepare. It's only a little past 10 p.m. now, so he can still catch up on some sleep and hide his shame and indignation under the covers.
Qin Zigui knew that Sheng Yan was thin-skinned and admitted that he had indeed done some unjust things last night because Sheng Yan was soft and easy to bully. However, he also remembered that Sheng Yan had a competition today, so he did not let Sheng Yan exert any effort at all to ensure that he would not get tired.
He just hadn't expected that Sheng Yan's skin would be so delicate.
When I woke up in the morning, I noticed that the skin was a little broken.
So after obediently taking a kick from Sheng Yan, she ruffled his messy hair and said, "I'll put the medicine on for you before you go to sleep, okay?"
"not good!"
Sheng Yan didn't even think about it.
Is that a place Qin Zigui is allowed to go?!
Qin Zigui, fearing Sheng Yan would be too embarrassed to speak to her, could only suppress a laugh and say in a normal tone: "But if we don't apply the medicine, the clothes will chafe and hurt, and it's hot, so sweating will also hurt, which might affect the competition."
"..."
That's outrageous! They actually used the competition to threaten me.
Sheng Yan was probably used to being served by Qin Zigui, and he didn't realize that he had the option of applying the medicine to himself. He could only endure the shame and indignation, lie on the bed, bury his face in the pillow, grit his teeth, and let Qin Zigui pull off his blanket.
Fortunately, Qin Zigui still retained a little humanity. This time, she applied the medicine very properly and didn't cause any trouble, which allowed Sheng Yan to quickly retreat back under the covers, turn his back, and continue to play dead.
Qin Zijue slowly packed his things behind him and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you?"
Because Sheng Yan was a picky eater and Ms. Xu didn't know how to cook, Qin Zigui learned to cook from her grandmother when she graduated from junior high school, and often cooked special meals for Sheng Yan, who was growing at that time.
It had been a long time since he had eaten it, and Sheng Yan was feeling a bit hungry, but he still said arrogantly, "Whatever, I won't eat what you make anyway."
Qin Zigui ignored his insincere answer and asked again, "Would you like to eat boiled beef?"
I want to eat it.
Qin Zigui learned how to make boiled beef from his grandmother, and he perfectly inherited all the advantages. The beef slices were tender and smooth, and the bright red chilies were stir-fried in the base sauce and then scalding hot oil was poured on top. Just thinking about it made Sheng Yan swallow his saliva.
But ever since the Wish App assigned this task, he hasn't eaten anything spicy for a long time, all in order to grow to 1.9 meters tall and change his current disadvantage of being constantly at the disadvantage of being controlled by Qin Zigui in a certain sport.
So he wanted to eat, but he couldn't.
Because this concerns a man's dignity for the rest of his life.
So Sheng Yan suppressed his urge to drool, pulled the blanket tighter, and refused with great pride: "I won't eat it. Don't tempt me with these things. I have not eaten them in the past year."
Qin Zigui was wondering when Sheng Yan's tastes had changed, but after hearing the unit of time "one year," she paused, realized what was going on, and then smiled and said, "Okay, we don't eat spicy food, so I'll make you some pigeon soup, okay?"
Perhaps due to the arduous training, all the succulents I had painstakingly raised for Sheng Yan lost their value within a week, with interest.
Last night, I touched her waist and it was so thin I could almost hold it in my hand. I definitely need to take good care of myself before I can do anything else.
However, there's no need to buy walnuts. It's fine to just leave them as they are. At least we can still trick him into correcting his bad eating habits and taking good care of his stomach and intestines, so that he doesn't really develop any health problems.
As for the beatings, the washboards to kneel on, and the study to sleep in a year from now, I'll just accept it all.
Qin Zigui thought for a moment, then gently rubbed Sheng Yan's head, tucked the blanket around him, and left with a smile.
Upon hearing the sound of the door lock closing, Sheng Yan, filled with shame and indignation, burrowed deeper into the blankets.
Is Qin Zigui schizophrenic? Why is he so gentle and virtuous during the day, and agrees with whatever he says, but becomes so fierce and unreasonable at night?
While feeling ashamed, Sheng Yan couldn't help but recall the scene from yesterday, and the more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. So guilty that when his phone suddenly rang, he was startled as if he had been secretly doing something bad.
Then, she snapped out of her reverie in Qin Zigui's gentle embrace, jumped out of bed, found a spot with a bookshelf in the background, picked up her phone, straightened her hair in front of the screen, and after adjusting her expression, answered the video call: "Hello, Mom."
"Hey, son, long time no see, did you miss your mom?" Ms. Xu had just finished a day's work and returned to the hotel. Even her most exquisite makeup couldn't hide her fatigue and haggardness.
Sheng Yan felt a little sad: "Mom, don't work so hard, take more rest. Our family is not short of money. It hurts me to see you like this."
“If you feel sorry for your mother, then grow up quickly.” Ms. Xu kicked off her high heels, sat on the sofa, and took a sip of water. “The global economy is not good right now. If I don’t work hard, what will happen if the company collapses? What will happen to all the people who depend on the company for their livelihood? I would like to retire, but there is no one to take over.”
Judging by his own personality, he probably won't be able to take over the business in his entire life.
Sheng Yan lowered his eyelashes and pursed his lips.
Seeing him like this, Ms. Xu quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, baby. Mom just wants to see you in your uniform. You'll definitely look as handsome as your dad. As for taking over, there's still Qin Zigui, isn't there?"
"But Uncle Jiang is also waiting for Qin Zigui to take over."
Sheng Yan felt that Ms. Xu's hopes might be dashed.
Ms. Xu, however, seemed indifferent: "Then I'll just compete with Jiang Ping for him. Anyway, he already has a new baby who can be raised from a young age. We can just give Qin Zigui to our family."
Ms. Xu was just joking to comfort Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan lowered his head and began to seriously consider the matter, and it seemed that it wasn't entirely impossible.
Anyway, a woman follows her husband wherever he goes. Once Qin Zigui marries him, she'll be part of his family, and Uncle Jiang probably can't compete with them.
Sheng Yan's sense of guilt instantly lessened considerably.
But can Ms. Xu accept him being with Qin Zigui? After all, the Xu and Sheng families have only had one son for three generations. If it ends like this with him, won't he get beaten up? Getting beaten up isn't a big deal, but what if Ms. Xu or Aunt Qin really can't accept it and insists on them breaking up?
Given the nature of their relationship, if the adults disagree, there are countless ways to prevent them from ever seeing each other again.
He and Qin Zigui will never meet again.
Thinking of this, Sheng Yan almost suffocated.
No, although Qin Zigui is indeed not a good bird, he is still his favorite bird. They cannot be separated, so this relationship must not be discovered until they are sure they can handle things at home.
Yes, it absolutely cannot be discovered.
As Sheng Yan was pondering this, he suddenly heard a startled and furious voice from the video: "Sheng Yan!!!"
Sheng Yan, who was already filled with apprehension in his imagination, was immediately startled: "Mom, what's wrong?"
Ms. Xu raised her hand, her lips trembling, her face contorted with the grief of betrayal: "You, you, you, you actually had a relationship behind my back!!!"
"???"
Sheng Yan froze on the spot, like a dead little yellow chick.
Ms. Xu, heartbroken, pointed at his neck and cried out, "Don't try to deny it!"
"?"
Sheng Yan pulled his phone closer and looked at the small box in the upper left corner.
There was a light red hickey on his shoulder, in a very inconspicuous location. He probably didn't kiss on an obviously exposed area because he was afraid of being seen by others. However, the neckline of his pajamas was too large, and his skin was too fair, so Ms. Xu noticed it with her sharp eyes.
grass!!!
Is Qin Zigui a dog?! Why do you like to nibble on him like that?!
Oh no, oh no, oh no! Ms. Xu is going to find out! He and Qin Zigui are going to be separated forever.
Sheng Yan was never good at lying, so he panicked immediately.
Seeing her silly son's flustered expression, Ms. Xu finally couldn't hold back and laughed: "Alright, I won't scare you anymore. You're eighteen now, it's normal to have someone you like at this age, but you have to be careful. Remember to keep your feelings within the bounds of propriety. You can't bully girls, and you can't cross the line, understand? But your little girlfriend is quite... enthusiastic."
Ms. Xu's smile was meaningful and extremely gossipy.
Sheng Yan couldn't help but call out, "Mom!"
He's careful with his words, and he acts out of emotion but keeps within the bounds of propriety, but it was someone else who bullied him! And is this how you react to discovering your son's early romance?!
He now seriously suspects that Qin Zigui's unserious and roguish nature was learned from his mother.
Sheng Yan was both embarrassed and annoyed, and afraid that Ms. Xu would trick him into revealing information about his "enthusiastic girlfriend," so he could only hurriedly say, "I have to go study," and hang up the phone.
Then I turned around and saw myself in the full-length mirror.
Wearing Qin Zigui's pajamas, the area around the neckline was relatively proper and well-behaved, but no pants were worn under the pajamas. Several red marks were distributed on the originally fair and clean skin of her thighs, and there were flesh-colored bandages on the inside of her thighs. However, because her skin was too fair, the flesh color was particularly obvious. Her knees were also unusually red.
It's obvious that he's done some of the things that Ms. Xu described as "crossing the line," and he did them particularly ruthlessly.
That damn Qin Zigui! He's supposed to be a top student, doesn't he understand the importance of respecting propriety and acting according to reason?!
Thinking about how he was "bullied" and had no chance to fight back, Sheng Yan felt that he could no longer indulge Qin Zigui.
Otherwise, either Ms. Xu will find out, or he will completely lose his dignity as a man.
So, in a fit of shame and anger, he took out his phone, typed a few words, and was about to take a deep breath to calm his anger when he suddenly heard a familiar yet eerie "Mua" in his quiet bedroom, where he was all alone.
This Mua...
It sounds a lot like the recordings of himself that he had heard before.
This rapid speed is also very similar.
Even the feeling of being embarrassed but having no choice is very similar.
Sheng Yan was stunned.
He couldn't imagine that anyone in the world would set the sound of their boyfriend giving them a goodnight kiss over the phone as their phone notification tone.
He walked blankly in the direction of the sound, then looked down.
Then it stopped completely in place.
Wait, is he mentally challenged?
Why was he suddenly a little confused about what the system message "[Received a precious wish: I hope Qin Zigui can be a decent human being]" displayed on Qin Zigui's phone screen meant?
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