Chapter 49 Every time I run into your uncle, he grabs me like this…
When Gu Shiyue carried Jiang Luo to the bathroom, he was almost unconscious. Gu Shiyue carried him into the bathtub, and the warm water flowed over his skin, which made Jiang Luo a little more awake.
The bathtub was large enough for two people to lie in comfortably. Gu Shiyue stepped into the bathtub and pulled Jiang Luo into his arms from behind. Jiang Luo leaned softly against him, his eyes still somewhat unfocused. His neck, shoulders, and chest bore the marks left by Gu Shiyue—mottled, light red marks, and the corners of his eyes were also red.
Gu Shiyue was helping Jiang Luo clean up. Every time he touched Jiang Luo, her body would tremble reflexively.
Jiang Luo stared blankly at the water in the bathtub, thinking that no wonder Gu Shiyue had said his little tantrums were useless. He had cried so hard that his voice was hoarse, and it felt like a very long time had passed.
“No wonder you said my little tricks were useless.” Jiang Luo’s voice was hoarse. He turned his head and touched Gu Shiyue’s face, and said with a smile, “They really were useless.”
Gu Shiyue's fingers gently traced his Adam's apple. "Now you know?"
"I understand, I've learned my lesson."
Gu Shiyue was actually quite mild-mannered today. He said, "I've held back today. You can continue to learn from me in the future."
"Take it easy?" Jiang Luo's throat was dry, and he couldn't help but cough. "I think you were... pretty fierce today."
"Is this considered fierce?" Gu Shiyue looked down at him. "When he's really fierce, he's not like this."
Jiang Luo smiled, her eyes narrowed: "Then show me the real culprit next time."
Gu Shiyue pinched his chin, "Don't regret it later."
"I definitely won't regret it."
The two lay in the bathtub for a while, Gu Shiyue holding Jiang Luo's wrist, his fingers gently stroking his pulse.
"Jiang Luo".
"Hmm?" Jiang Luo turned his head. Gu Shiyue rarely called him by his full name.
"Do you feel uncomfortable being with me?"
Jiang Luo turned her head: "Why would you ask that?"
"Answer my question first."
"No." Jiang Luo replied without hesitation, "I feel very comfortable and happy with you."
Jiang Luo turned slightly to the side: "Why would you ask that?"
“Because I’m very self-centered and have a strong desire for control,” Gu Shiyue said. “I have a very strong personality, which you pointed out when we first met.”
This may be related to his upbringing, or it may be something he's ingrained in his character. He's actually very similar to Gu Hong; he's inherited his traits from him.
Love can soften a person and also allow them to transcend themselves.
“I presumptuously assumed you were mine a long time ago. I deliberately approached you back then, pushing you step by step, without realizing I was crossing the line.” Gu Shiyue looked at him. “I think you probably didn’t realize I was pursuing him back then either.”
Jiang Luo stared blankly.
Gu Shiyue whispered in his ear, "Yeah, how could you realize that no one pursues someone like that? I was so tactless. But I was pursuing you back then—"
"I like you very much." Gu Shiyue's warm breath brushed against Jiang Luo's ear.
These five words made Jiang Luo pause for a second, and sent chills down his spine.
Gu Shiyue kissed his ear: "I liked you so much that I did a lot of things that crossed the line without even realizing it. How presumptuous of me do you think I am?"
Jiang Luo closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "You didn't... It was my choice, it was what I wanted, I wanted you to be like that."
“I don’t feel uncomfortable being with you.” Jiang Luo held Gu Shiyue’s hand. “Actually, I really like being controlled by you. Besides, I’m yours, so isn’t it normal for you to have a controlling nature towards me?”
"Are you mine?" Gu Shiyue asked him, as if to confirm.
"I'm yours." Jiang Luo turned her head and kissed his lips. "Will you always take care of me? Don't ignore me."
"Okay." Gu Shiyue gently returned his kiss.
They stayed up very late that night. When Gu Shiyue woke up, it was already past ten o'clock, and Jiang Luo was still fast asleep. Although they had cleaned up the night before, the room was still filled with that ambiguous smell, which hadn't completely dissipated throughout the night.
After washing up, Gu Shiyue went to the kitchen to cook lunch. After cooking the dishes, he put the soup on to simmer. Just as he was about to wash yesterday's dirty clothes, he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
He opened the door and saw Liang Siheng standing outside, followed by Assistant Qi, who was carrying shopping bags of various sizes.
Ever since Liang Siheng bumped into Jiang Luo here, he has developed the habit of knocking on the door beforehand every time he comes to Gu Shiyue's place, instead of just walking in.
"I thought you weren't home," Liang Siheng said as he walked in. "Why didn't you answer your phone?"
"I didn't hear it, my phone is in the bedroom." Gu Shiyue took two pairs of slippers out of the shoe cabinet.
Liang Siheng is developing his career in Beijing and only comes back occasionally. The last time he came here was a month ago.
"Why are you back?" Gu Shiyue asked him.
"There's a new project here." Liang Siheng had just arrived from the airport. He had spent the Chinese New Year vacation abroad and bought gifts for Gu Shiyue, the ones that Assistant Qi was carrying. Before coming, he didn't know if Gu Shiyue was home, and he had called Gu Shiyue on the way but no one answered.
As soon as Liang Siheng entered the house, he smelled the aroma of food. He asked Gu Shiyue, "Are you cooking?"
"Hmm. Have you eaten?"
"I ate it on the plane."
Assistant Qi placed the gifts on the coffee table in the living room. Liang Siheng rarely came back, so he definitely wanted to talk to his nephew. He instructed Assistant Qi, "Go back to my place first, and come pick me up in two hours."
"Okay, Mr. Liang."
Liang Siheng was unaware that there was another person in the house, who was currently lying on Gu Shiyue's bed, and Gu Shiyue did not mention it.
"How many days are you staying here this time?" Gu Shiyue asked as he walked towards the bathroom.
"About a week, depending on the situation." Liang Siheng glanced at the cat sunbathing in front of the French windows. Every time he came over, it seemed a little fatter than the last time.
The cotton ball lazily rolled over, its four legs in the air, revealing its round belly to the sun.
The bathroom floor was piled high with bed sheets and duvet covers. Gu Shiyue picked them up and put them in the laundry basket, preparing to take them to wash.
Liang Siheng came in to wash his hands. As soon as he turned on the tap, he noticed an opened box of condoms on the shelf by the sink.
His gaze settled, and the movement of his hands stopped.
Liang Siheng's expression and mind froze for two seconds, then he smiled, squeezed out some hand sanitizer, and rubbed his hands together.
"What is this?" Liang Siheng asked, washing his hands and glancing down at the box of condoms.
Gu Shiyue picked up the bed sheet, turned his head to look at it, and said, "Condoms."
Who used it?
"I."
Liang Siheng asked these two obviously correct questions in a very serious manner, which made Gu Shiyue feel inexplicably amused.
How could his uncle not know what that was?
Liang Siheng turned off the tap and wiped his hands with a hand towel.
Gu Shiyue spent the Chinese New Year at Jiang Luo's house, and Liang Siheng already knew that the two of them were together at that time.
The bed sheets and duvet covers in the laundry basket said it all. Liang Siheng scoffed, "Is there someone else in this house?"
Gu Shiyue said, "Yes."
“I’ve come at the worst possible time again,” Liang Siheng clicked his tongue. “You didn’t even tell me.”
"I haven't formally introduced him to you yet, today is the perfect day."
"So they just want us to meet."
"yes."
Where are the others?
"Still sleeping."
Liang Siheng understood immediately and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You've really tormented them, haven't you?"
Gu Shiyue glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Liang Siheng waved the box of condoms in front of Gu Shiyue and squinted, saying, "How did this thing end up here? Did you two come straight from the bathroom? You young people know how to have fun."
He's always been like that—speaking bluntly and in a rather unconventional way.
In short, he doesn't act like an elder.
Last night, they did indeed make love again in the bathroom, in the bathtub. Halfway through the shower, Jiang Luo turned to face Gu Shiyue and straddled him. This time, there was nothing between them, so Gu Shiyue penetrated deeply. The condoms weren't for sex; Gu Shiyue wanted to clean Jiang Luo, and to avoid hurting her with his nails, he used the condoms as finger protectors.
Gu Shiyue picked up the laundry basket and replied casually, "Not just in the bathroom."
Jiang Luo woke up groggily in the room. The curtains were drawn, and the room was dimly lit. He threw off the covers and got out of bed, but his legs went weak as soon as his feet touched the ground, and he almost lost his balance.
He tried to sit down and rest for a while, but he stood up again after only two seconds.
My butt hurts.
It's better to stand.
Jiang Luo drew back the curtains. Gu Shiyue's bedroom had a bathroom, so he went to the bathroom to wash up.
Gu Shiyue had just finished cooking and was about to go to Jiang Luo's room to call him. He was worried that Jiang Luo would come out in her pajamas and bump into his uncle, which would be embarrassing. But as soon as he got to the door, it opened.
Jiang Luo actually came out wearing only her pajamas, with a head of messy, fluffy hair.
"It smells so good." Jiang Luo smiled and hugged Gu Shiyue's neck, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "Did you cook?"
"Hmm." Gu Shiyue smoothed his hair.
Jiang Luo's voice was hoarse. Before Gu Shiyue could even mention his uncle, Jiang Luo's soft lips pressed against his, kissing his lips and whining indistinctly, "My back hurts so much."
Liang Siheng was smoking in front of the French windows when he heard the sound and looked over. He chuckled and exhaled a puff of smoke, remaining silent, not wanting to frighten the child or disturb the young couple's sweet nothings.
Liang Siheng tried to keep his presence as inconspicuous as possible, but unexpectedly, the cat lying next to him suddenly meowed. Jiang Luo was attracted by the meow and glanced over, catching sight of Liang Siheng standing by the window.
Jiang Luo was startled and immediately released Gu Shiyue, standing stiffly in place.
"Don't worry about me, you guys continue," Liang Siheng said, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
Jiang Luo blushed with embarrassment. The person who came was Gu Shiyue's uncle, an elder. His first reaction was to greet him, but he blurted out, "Hello, President Liang."
That's how he addressed Liang Siheng last time, and those three words flashed through his mind when he saw Liang Siheng now.
Liang Siheng chuckled and replied, "Hello, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Luo glanced at Gu Shiyue and mouthed, "Why didn't you tell me..."
A faint smile appeared in Gu Shiyue's eyes: "With your mouth covered, how can I say anything?"
Gu Shiyue reached behind Jiang Luo, opened the door, and pulled him into the room.
Jiang Luo buried her face in Gu Shiyue's shoulder, feeling embarrassed but also inexplicably wanting to laugh: "You're always so dramatic every time you run into your uncle."
"You'll get used to it after seeing it a few more times." Gu Shiyue hugged him and touched his forehead. "Why is your voice so hoarse? Do you have a fever?"
"No. It must have been yesterday... I was too loud." Actually, Jiang Luo didn't remember how loud he was yesterday; he only remembered that Gu Shiyue was very loud.
Gu Shiyue patted his waist, "Does your back hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it's just a little sore."
"Where's your butt?"
"My butt hurts a little."
Gu Shiyue gently patted his bottom, "Go lie down on the bed, I'll bring the food over in a bit."
"No, your uncle is still outside. It's not good for me to stay in the room all the time. I'm fine, just a little bit in pain, but I can move around perfectly fine."
Aren't you afraid of feeling awkward seeing him?
Jiang Luo smiled and said, "The awkwardness has already subsided."
When the two went out, Liang Siheng was sitting on the sofa playing with the cat. He was waving his expensive tie, worth tens of thousands of yuan, in front of Mian Tuan. Mian Tuan tilted its head back and stretched out its paws to scratch his tie.
With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Liang Siheng was having a great time playing with the cat.
He looked up when he heard the door open.
Gu Shiyue glanced over and said, "I'm not responsible for compensating you if your tie gets scratched."
“You’re his father, if you don’t take responsibility, who will?” Liang Siheng looked down at the cat. “Little Fatty, if your father doesn’t compensate you, you’ll have to come with me.”
The cotton ball meowed, withdrew its paw, turned around, and wiggled its bottom as it walked away.
Liang Siheng laughed: "It's really become a spirit."
Liang Siheng stood up: "Alright, you two eat well, I'm leaving first."
"You're leaving already?" Gu Shiyue looked at him.
Liang Siheng glanced at Jiang Luo: "I've already seen the person, what are we still doing here? Are you two here to provide light?"
As they were talking, the doorbell rang. It was Assistant Qi, whom Liang Siheng had called earlier.
Liang Siheng walked to the door with a cigarette in his mouth. Assistant Qi's gaze fell on his crooked tie and said, "Mr. Liang, your tie is crooked."
"Help me tie it up."
"Okay." Assistant Qi reached out to straighten his tie.
Liang Siheng slightly raised his chin, looking down at him: "Do I really need to remind you of something like this?"
Assistant Qi smiled faintly: "It won't happen again next time."
Liang Siheng had no intention of staying any longer. He turned to Jiang Luo and said, "You should change how you address me from now on. Calling me 'President Liang' is a bit inappropriate."
Jiang Luo was quick to respond and immediately called out "Uncle".
Liang Siheng chuckled, turned and went out the door. Assistant Qi closed the door, and the two left together.
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