After a night of rain, the morning in Ningcheng was exceptionally bright. The thick clouds dissipated, leaving only a few wisps of mist. Facing the French window, on the two-meter-wide double bed, the smoky gray sheets were draped messily between the legs.
Chen Youhan was awakened by the sunlight, and his head was splitting. He used the voice remote to close the curtains, but only after he spoke did he realize that his voice was extremely hoarse. He regained consciousness belatedly, and was stunned - there was a person resting his head on his arm, with a naked back facing away from him, and thin shoulder blades, curled up in his arms like a little deer.
"Hold."
He pulled his arm out of bed and landed on the ground, then grabbed a T-shirt and put it on. The noise was not small. The person on the bed was woken up by him, sat up dazedly, and called him, "Brother."
Chen Youhan lit up a cigarette and took a puff, then threw down the lighter and said casually and impatiently, "Let's go when you wake up."
Then he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened it to dispel the stagnant air in the room.
Wu Sijiu lifted the quilt and gasped in pain as soon as his feet touched the ground. Although Chen Youhan was extremely gentle last night, he tormented him repeatedly all night, and in the end he didn't even have the energy to clean up.
Chen Youhan flicked the ash off his cigarette and squinted his eyes to observe him: "Tell me, why are you here?"
Wu Sijiu sat on the bedside, the traces of the affair were obvious, he was naked, and felt a lingering shame in the eyes that scrutinized him like a criminal. He lowered his head slightly: "You brought me here."
Chen Youhan put out his cigarette, grabbed a bath towel from the wicker basket and threw it to him, saying coldly, "Impossible."
He suspected that Qiao Chu had lost his mind and gave Wu Sijiu his home address, and the security guard downstairs had also lost his mind and let him go upstairs, and at the same time Wu Sijiu had very patiently tried out his fingerprints from ten fingers - this was fucking bullshit, how could he bring Wu Sijiu home.
"Really?" Wu Sijiu wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, stood up, faced Chen Youhan, and said calmly, "You think I'm Ye Kai."
Chen Youhan was stunned, his heartbeat accelerated due to stress, and then gradually dropped. He glanced at Wu Sijiu calmly, and saw that his face was full of satisfaction and sleepiness after the passion. Some of Wu Sijiu's facial features and contours were indeed very similar to Ye Kai, and it was possible to confuse them when he was drunk. If he thought it was Ye Kai who came to pick him up last night, then it was normal for him to let him take him home.
He was not an unreasonable person. Thinking of this, his expression softened a little and he said to Wu Sijiu, "Forget it, go take a shower."
There was the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom.
Wu Sijiu washed very slowly and cleaned himself thoroughly. He stepped barefoot on the thick floor towel and faced himself in the huge mirror. He examined his eyebrows, nose, and lips objectively and rigorously, tilted his face slightly to look at the curve of his jaw, and then raised his arm and slowly stroked his thin cheek with his fingertips.
His face was pale and his eyes were empty, giving people a sense of fragility that would be shattered at any moment. On the gray marble countertop, everything Chen Youhan used for his daily life was. Wu Sijiu carefully scanned each item, essential oil fragrance, facial cleanser, spray, aftershave... white hand towels were stacked in the rattan storage box, the lights were bright and clear, and Chen Youhan's home was as orderly and meticulous as the most luxurious hotel. Was this what made Chen Youhan so fascinating to him?
He picked out a hand cream with shea butter and light rose essence from the tray, slowly and methodically caressing the back of his hand, palm and fingertips, and then pushed open the glass door.
Chen Youhan was still standing by the window, with his back to him. He had put on loose gray sports trousers and a black T-shirt that was a bit loose. From behind, he was tall, long-legged, with broad shoulders and unstructured black hair that hung down softly, looking very manly.
Outside the window, after a night of rain, the water level of the Xijiang River rose, and a white sightseeing cruise ship cruised on the river. Opposite was the CBD of Ning City, and the building logo of GC Group was eye-catching.
Chen Youhan heard the noise, turned around, and saw Wu Sijiu already dressed. He asked casually, "Is there anything wrong with me last night?"
Wu Sijiu was stunned, "What? Ah," he thought of something, his face turned red, and he didn't know what to do with his hands, "Yes, I said a lot of things, but I, I can't say them now."
Chen Youhan couldn't remember anything, only some fragmented and chaotic fragments. He had the same dream over and over again, with a sweetness in his heart that was about to overflow, but when he woke up, he found it was Wu Sijiu, and the bubble burst, the beautiful illusion disappeared, leaving behind a dull grayness.
Wu Sijiu walked up to him, hugged him facing the broad and magnificent river view, and put his face against Chen Youhan's chest: "It hurt when I just took a shower. You started kissing me as soon as I entered the hallway yesterday, once on the sofa, once on the carpet, and once on the bed. Brother Youhan," he raised his delicate chin and muttered ignorantly and shyly: "I couldn't go to class well today."
Hearing him act like a spoiled child, Chen Youhan was indifferent and pushed him away firmly: "I've called a taxi for you, come downstairs." "Will I have a chance to come again?" Wu Sijiu wanted to hug and kiss him at the entrance, but was rejected again. He could only hug his neck like a little animal: "Brother Youhan, when I miss you very much, can I come here and wait for you?"
Chen Youhan opened the door to see the guest off, expressionless and cold: "No."
The hour hand stopped at ten and the minute hand just passed two spaces. Today was Saturday, so it shouldn't be too much of an excuse to call Ye Kai at this time.
Chen Youhan walked into the sunroom carrying a watering can to water the flowers and plants, while dialing Ye Kai's number.
After three beeps, the phone was picked up.
There was a lot of noise in the background. It turned out that you were outside so early in the morning.
Chen Youhan pressed the spray bottle twice, looked at the water droplets adorning the dark green leaf patterns of the bird of paradise, and asked nonchalantly, "Where is it?"
"Outside." Ye Kai waved his hand at Lu Fu, refused the fruit drink, and pointed at the ice cola. Lu Fu was naughty, and put the canned cola with condensed water vapor on Ye Kai's arm. Ye Kai dodged for a moment, but couldn't help laughing.
Chen Youhan noticed it and paused: "I haven't seen you for a long time, let's have a meal."
"Not this weekend." Ye Kai refused. "I have an appointment today and I have homework to do tomorrow."
"Then let's do it next weekend. Help me break up." Chen Youhan put down the spray bottle and sat down on the cushion by the bay window that was bathed in sunlight.
Ye Kai was suspicious: "Who did you break up with again?"
Chen Youhan searched his mind for a target, but couldn't find one, so he made up a random answer, "A model."
"Ah?" Ye Kai hesitated. Ye Jin's work intersects with the entertainment industry. He couldn't act like a couple with Chen Youhan in front of people in the industry. If it became true, it would be troublesome. "Not this time. Find someone else."
Shit, you shot yourself in the foot.
Chen Youhan let out a frustrated laugh from his chest, "Why are you so hard to get an appointment with?"
"Brother Youhan," Ye Kai looked back at Lu Fu, who was already extremely impatient, and said with a smile, "You look so strange today. What on earth do you want to see me for?"
The words "I miss you" paused on his lips, Chen Youhan curled the corners of his lips in self-mockery, and resumed his cynical tone: "Nothing, just a little bored."
Lu Fu's patience was completely exhausted. He put his hands in his overalls and called Ye Kai, adding the word "classmate" at the end, which sounded very intimate.
Chen Youhan heard it, and unconsciously pinched off a leaf of the scented lemon and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ye Kai was about to hang up the phone and replied quickly, "I'm visiting the comic convention with my classmates. Let's not talk anymore." Before Chen Youhan could say anything else, he immediately added "bye", so Chen Youhan had no choice but to say "bye" as well.
After hanging up the phone, the sunroom fell silent again.
"Is it your brother again?" Lu Fu hooked Ye Kai's shoulders.
Ye Kai nodded, pulled up his calendar, and wrote down a task for next Friday: make an appointment with Chen Youhan.
"You two are so far apart in age, can you play together?" Lu Fu's tone was always lazy. "Are you sure there's no generation gap between you sixteen years apart?"
Ye Kai smiled and said, "Fortunately, he has never disliked my childishness."
Lu Fu rolled his eyes arrogantly and speechlessly: "Ye Kai, your family has taught you too well, can you please show some aura of a rich young master?"
If you don't ask specifically, you won't know that this person is the son of the school chairman Qu Jia.
Lu Fu remembered the first time he saw Ye Kai when he changed dormitories. He had just entered the first year of high school, a little shorter than he is now, thin and tall, with just the right amount of politeness and aloofness, giving people a very comfortable sense of propriety. Lu Fu, who had no mine to inherit, was often impressed by Ye Kai's willpower. Adolescents are more or less lazy, but he had never seen any shadow of indulgence in Ye Kai. He worked hard on things he was interested in, tried his best on things within his responsibility, relaxed but tenacious, sharp but at ease.
New students at Tianyi often notice Ye Kai first, and then are told belatedly: "Oh, so he is the legendary Ye Kai!"
"If you always think about others like this, you will be bullied in the future." Lu Fu spoke earnestly, educating him like someone who had experienced it.
Ye Kai laughed and said, "Why do you think so badly of others?"
"You have a lot of things that others don't have. Some people admire you for these things, and naturally there will be people who hate you for these things."
"Are you planning on getting full marks in your logic elective this semester?"
Lu Fu: "...Alright, Young Master Ye, who refuses to listen to my teachings, I can only wish you a happy life."
Instead of reaching the flower path, Zhou Yi met Wu Sijiu on a narrow road.
There was still more than a month before the college entrance examination, and Wu Sijiu didn't have much time. He looked at Ye Kai's schedule and chose to meet him at the end of his physical education class. It happened to be a physical fitness test. Ye Kai ran a thousand meters and his forehead was covered with sweat. When he first met Wu Sijiu, he was a little confused. He still remembered that Wu Sijiu specifically told him that he was in an equal relationship with Chen Youhan. After Chen Youhan denied it, he deducted points from this person in his heart.
"We bumped into each other again." His tutor did not allow him to ignore it, so he took a deep breath and smiled, "What a coincidence."
Yes.
But he is more handsome, and Ye Kai is more noble.
His beauty was the result of his genetic efforts, but what was nobility? Nobility was nothing but an injustice bestowed by fate.
Wu Sijiu waved at him: "What a coincidence." As if he suddenly remembered, he turned around and asked him after passing by: "So you can draw too?"
I don't understand. Ye Kai stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I saw a half-faced Buddha painting hanging in Chen Youhan's entrance, with your signature below." Wu Sijiu praised, "I didn't expect you to be so good at painting."
"I didn't draw it, it was—" Ye Kai's voice stopped abruptly, the sense of ease he had was shattered, leaving only the forced calmness: "Have you been to his house?"
Wu Sijiu nodded: "Did you also give me that conch fossil? I heard that people who can pick up conch fossils on Mount Everest are very lucky."
While traveling in Antarctica, Ye Kai had the opportunity to witness the spectacular sight of an iceberg breaking apart.
The giant object floating on the blue-black sea was silent, emitting a dark, blue light. It began with an unnoticeable crack, and a tiny crack appeared. Ice fragments rolled down, and the crack continued to expand. After a loud bang, the iceberg split in two. It began to sink to the bottom, like a ship, sinking into the dark, cold and silent seabed, leaving only a pitiful two-tenths to continue to float calmly, waiting for the next crack.
Ye Kai found the conch fossil on Mount Everest. Within a five-meter radius of the 5,200-meter-high stone tablet, his chance of picking it up was like being hit by a meteor. When he gave it to Chen Youhan, it was like giving away a unique piece of luck. Yes, it was Chen Youhan's birthday gift last year. He put it in his bedroom, at the head of the bed. There was a beautiful crystal cover protecting it.
Ye Kai's palms were terribly wet, and at the same time, his chest was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe.
Wu Sijiu observed him with interest, his surprise just right: "What's wrong with you? You... don't like Chen Youhan, do you?" He leaned close to his ear and laughed softly: "No, he looks at you like a child."
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