Chapter 63 "Instalment Compensation."
Pushing Duan Zhuxian onto the sofa in the living room, Jiang Yao leaned over and kissed him again, touching his eyebrows, lips, and chin, setting fire everywhere.
One hand pressed Duan Zhuxian's shoulder, the other hand stroked Duan Zhuxian's superior bone structure profile, fingertips along the neckline, stopped at the rapidly rolling Adam's apple, played with it casually for a few times, and then aggressively attacked the collar...
This was the first time that Jiang Yao had truly taken full control. With Duan Zhuxian almost indifferent, he was exhausted and lay on Duan Zhuxian's neatly dressed chest, gasping for breath.
At first, he wanted to take off Duan Zhuxian's shirt, but the winter clothes were too complicated, and he lost his patience after just unbuttoning the first two buttons.
"Measuring waist circumference is not just my job, why don't you cooperate at all?"
Jiang Yao muttered and complained.
Duan Zhuxian moved slightly when he heard this.
Jiang Yao bit his lower lip tightly, restrained his voice, and warned after a while: "Either get out or don't move!"
"The sofa is too small. I can't move around."
Duan Zhuxian's voice, mixed with laughter, poured into Jiang Yao's eardrums, extremely bewitching. It sounded like he had just had a good meal and a few drinks, was full of energy, and was ready for a big fight.
Jiang Yao's mind was still half blank at the moment. Before he could react to Duan Zhuxian's words, Duan Zhuxian picked him up face to face and instantly left the sofa.
After all, he was a grown man of 1.80 meters, and it was too insecure to hold him with only his forearms as support, not to mention that Duan Zhuxian hadn't left yet.
Jiang Yao was filled with shame and anger, and was afraid of falling, so she immediately held Duan Zhuxian's neck and waist tightly, and was carried upstairs by Duan Zhuxian.
Compared to the cramped sofa, the master bedroom is indeed much larger, with a sturdy big bed and thick, soft carpet.
After measuring his waist circumference many times with Duan Zhuxian's active cooperation, Jiang Yao finally felt dizzy and couldn't bear it anymore.
He found the opportunity and used his hands and feet to escape, his knees leaving a series of stubborn little pits on the dark blue bed sheet, with a very small distance between each two pits.
Duan Zhuxian's eyes fell on Jiang Yao's smooth and beautiful back with interest. He let him crawl a few steps at a snail's pace before asking casually, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to get three padlock belts..." Jiang Yao's voice was filled with grief and anger.
He wants to lock up the beast Duan Zhuxian!
Lock all three!
All the previous ambitions and passions disappeared, leaving only the thought of escaping the battlefield.
He crawled forward with all his might, and when he was about to reach the edge of the bed, an arm appeared at his waist, with blue veins faintly visible under the strong muscles.
The next second, he was dragged back by Duan Zhuxian.
The body heat was overwhelming, and her breath, accompanied by a slightly hoarse voice, sprayed on his ears: "Baby, one is enough, three can suffocate you to death."
Jiang Yao's face flushed instantly: "Go away, don't call me baby..."
He couldn't stand Duan Zhuxian calling him this the most. Every time those usually cold lips uttered these two words, he had no power to resist and could only be slaughtered.
After a long time, the endless night finally came to an end.
Finally, Duan Zhuxian carried Jiang Yaoru to the bathroom to take a shower, then carried the sleepy person back to the bed from the bathroom, sat down, and let Jiang Yaoru rest his head on his thighs.
Jiang Yao didn't sleep for too long. He opened his eyes after about half an hour. Through the dim light, he saw Duan Zhuxian wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and reading documents. He looked more serious than anyone else.
He couldn't stand Duan Zhuxian's behavior as a gentleman but a villain, so he reached out and hooked Duan Zhuxian's glasses and hid them in the pillow.
Duan Zhuxian lowered his eyes, looked at him helplessly, and asked softly, "Are you awake? Are you feeling okay?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yao inexplicably felt that Duan Zhuxian was provoking him. Enduring the pain in his waist and back, he said, "You are the one who is in trouble, aren't you? You have been holding it in for so long and nothing has happened. You are gifted and lucky."
Duan Zhuxian said calmly: "It is you who want pure love."
"I don't want pure love!" Jiang Yao frowned and retorted, "Is there no compromise between pure love and beastliness?"
Duan Zhuxian seemed to think seriously for a while and said, "Maybe not."
Perhaps it was because he had been asking for it for too long but failed. Whenever he saw Jiang Yao, too many unbearable thoughts would surge into his mind, and they would explode with just a spark.
As if sensing what Duan Zhuxian was thinking, Jiang Yao blushed at the four words Duan Zhuxian said.
He looked away: "If I hadn't noticed you were playing some rubbish pure love, how long would you have continued to pretend to be a gentleman?"
Duan Zhuxian said: "Until you are willing."
Jiang Yao snorted twice, turned over, and turned his back to Duan Zhuxian: "Just pull it, you don't have that much patience."
Duan Zhuxian said nothing, but curled up the corners of his lips, as if he was laughing.
He had always been able to tolerate Jiang Yao, and had been doing so for the past ten years. On the other hand, Jiang Yao, though he cursed, actually couldn't tolerate it at all.
Jiang Yao wrapped himself in the quilt and asked in a muffled voice, "Duan Zhuxian, do you know how to fall in love?"
Duan Zhuxian said: "This is my first time, I really don't know how to do it."
"Then you always look so relaxed."
It turns out they are all just being mysterious and pretentious!
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhuxian looked at the quilt rolled up into a small hill beside him and laughed.
In front of Jiang Yao, he had never felt at ease.
Jiang Yao continued to nag: "You never explain yourself clearly. I thought you were impotent and would have to live with a disabled person for the rest of your life."
Duan Zhuxian suppressed his smile and said, "I'm sorry that you're worried about my problem."
Jiang Yao persisted: "Don't just talk about it. How are you going to compensate me for my mental loss?"
Duan Zhuxian leaned over, dug the person out from under the quilt, and kissed him from behind.
"Instalment compensation, today is considered to be a partial compensation."
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, and after he understood what Duan Zhuxian was talking about, his face turned red again.
The two of them hugged each other quietly for a while.
Jiang Yao's eyes fell on the small photo frame on the bedside table. It contained a landscape photo of a flower garden with a blue sky. The colors were brilliant, but it looked nothing special and did not conform to Duan Zhuxian's minimalist aesthetic. However, it seemed to have always been there. The date of the photo in the lower right corner was seventeen years ago.
Jiang Yao pointed and said, "Where was this photo taken?"
He had wanted to ask this for a long time.
"It's where I used to live, in the west of the city." Duan Zhuxian paused and added, "I lived there almost all my life until I was sixteen."
Jiang Yao was puzzled when he heard this. He remembered that the house where Duan Song and He Lu lived was located in the south of the city, and Duan Zhuxian's mother went abroad to recuperate when Duan Zhuxian was very young.
Realizing something, he opened his eyes wide and asked, "Do you live alone?"
"Well, most of the time."
Duan Zhuxian's tone was still very understated.
But the more careless he was, the more uncomfortable Jiang Yao felt.
As the youngest child who had been provided for with everything since childhood, he could not imagine how such a young child, at the age when he was ignorant and needed company, could face a big empty house alone.
According to Shen Tang's description, Duan Zhuxian was once a child who was afraid of loneliness. He would rather suffer and eat at roadside stalls than be abandoned by his friends.
But even so, this lonely house is still the eternal refuge in Duan Zhuxian's heart, otherwise Duan Zhuxian would not put the photo on the bedside.
"Why didn't I see you go back to take a look?" Jiang Yao asked.
"I no longer own the house."
Jiang Yao said "Oh", not knowing what to say.
He found himself feeling particularly sentimental today.
Duan Zhuxian rubbed the back of Jiang Yao's head: "It's just a photo, is it really that beautiful?"
Jiang Yao stroked the photo, lowered his head and asked, "You miss it very much, right?"
Duan Zhuxian said: "Not bad."
Hearing a subtle hint of vagueness in Duan Zhuxian's tone, Jiang Yao curled his lips.
It's a lie, it's obviously just nostalgia.
I insist on pretending to be indifferent.
He is indeed a habitual pretender.
Putting down the photo frame, Jiang Yao turned around and gently hugged the habitual pretentious offender as if he was coaxing a child.
*
The next day, Jiang Yao called that trusted friend and asked, "I asked you to help me investigate Duan Feiyi's case a while ago. How's the investigation going?"
My friend said, "I've almost finished collecting the information, and I was planning to meet you."
The two met in a private room in the restaurant, and Jiang Yao ordered a table of good wine and food to entertain him.
Taking a stack of information, Jiang Yao read through it page by page. Duan Feiyi's life of more than 20 years was basically presented before his eyes, which was nothing more than the extravagant life of a playboy.
While studying abroad, his comfortable living conditions led him to indulge in drinking, whoring, and gambling. He even nearly got arrested by the foreign police for a crime, and Duan Song paid a large sum to have the matter settled.
Jiang Yao was furious when he thought that Duan Zhuxian had to earn his own tuition and living expenses when going abroad.
The friend also found out some information about Duan Feiyi's mother He Lu. It is said that He Lu is Duan Song's true love, and Duan Song and Duan Zhuxian's mother got married because she was pregnant.
Hearing the word "true love", Jiang Yao couldn't help but sneer.
Halfway through the meal, the friend suddenly remembered something and pulled out his phone to open a document. "Oh, I also found out that Duan Feiyi originally had a house in his name, but it was later transferred to someone named Liu Jing. The original owner of this house was Qin Youyang, who is Duan Zhuxian's biological mother."
Jiang Yao asked: "Where is the house?"
The friend said, "West of the city."
Jiang Yao frowned slightly.
It seems that this house is the former residence that Duan Zhuxian mentioned.
According to the information pushed to him by his friend, the house was officially transferred to Duan Feiyi on June 15, 11 years ago, and was handled by his guardian He Lu.
On the same day, he asked Duan Zhuxian to go to the swimming pool to compete with him, but Duan Zhuxian was nearly two hours late.
This day was very special because his aunt's family had their second child that night, so Jiang Yao remembered it very clearly.
He wasn't too angry at the time. After all, he had just met Duan Zhuxian not long ago. Except for occasional secret meetings, they almost always met on the field and argued with each other. He just thought that Duan Zhuxian didn't take the agreement with him seriously.
But now it seems that Duan Zhuxian was late most likely because of this incident.
But even so, Duan Zhuxian still overcame all difficulties and came to keep his relatively unimportant appointment.
The friend said: "This house is for sale now."
Jiang Yao said, "Please help me contact this person named Liu Jing."
My friend was surprised: "You want to buy a house."
Jiang Yao said "hmm".
My friend analyzed: "Although this house is old and has changed hands several times, its location is good and the price is quite high. The value for money is really not high."
Jiang Yao looked at the price and found it was not cheap.
He pondered for a moment, dug out the small treasury he had saved for many years before his marriage, counted it, and after deducting the shares and properties, adding up all the available cash, he found that it was just enough to buy this small villa.
Coincidentally, Duan Zhuxian’s birthday is coming soon.
Duan Zhuxian probably hasn't been back to visit that home for a long time.
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