Chapter 11 Confusion
“Hey, hey, hey,” the driver replied perfunctorily, “Okay, sir. I’ll be there right away.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the rearview mirror inconspicuously and immediately slowed down the car.
As an experienced driver who has worked for the Xie family for many years, the driver also figured out what was going on at this time - Young Master Xie was groaning and feeling dizzy and having a headache, and it was very painful, but he refused to buy medicine. It was not that he was really uncomfortable, but he was just playing with his new boyfriend. The two of them were sticky in the back seat, playing some ambiguous game of "let me lie on your legs" and "lie down if you want". The driver didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror and just stepped on the brake silently.
Late at night, Jiangcheng lost the hustle and bustle of the day and became completely quiet. The driveways were deserted, with only one car every few kilometers. The driver slowly and leisurely drove through the streets of Jiangcheng, giving off a holiday vibe. After a long while, he finally stopped downstairs of the hotel.
The hotel staff stepped forward to open the car door, Xie Yu got up from Shen Ci's legs and knocked on the system: "Is the intimate contact mission completed? How long will it take?"
System: "Twenty minutes left."
Xie Yu sighed.
He has been pasting it all the way and can't give up halfway. He has to paste it for a while when he returns to the hotel at night.
Xie Yu looked into the car: "Assistant Shen, come down."
The school had already closed by this time, and Shen Ci wanted to go back. The dormitory manager was so angry that she cursed at him. Besides, considering Xie Yu's personality, it was impossible for her to let him run away at this time, so Shen Ci naturally followed him upstairs.
It was getting late and the dew was heavy. It was still quite cold outside. Xie Yu entered the room and then went to the bathroom to fill a bathtub with water.
The bathtub in this hotel has a suitable curvature and a moderate water flow speed. Leaning against the backrest, you can overlook the city skyline. At night, with the shadows of the neon lights, it is quite interesting. Xie Yu has fallen in love with taking a bath since he moved in.
Shen Ci heard the sound of running water and knew that the bathtub was being filled with water. He twisted his fingertips, feeling a little nervous.
In fact, he never thought of getting away unscathed from Xie Yu.
Xie Yu helped him get his grandmother's experimental medical qualifications. The drug was basically not tested in the country, and the quota was sold at a sky-high price on the black market. It was very expensive and far beyond the reach of a poor student like him. Based on the principle of equivalent exchange, Shen Ci was willing to pay the price.
However, Young Master Xie is a man of great value, and Shen Ci knows in his heart that he does not have the capital to exchange with Xie Yu. The only thing he can rely on is that he has a pretty face and a good figure. As long as Xie Yu does not trample his personality into the mud and does not play those things that humiliate people and leave them with lifelong damage, Shen Ci has no complaints.
The water vapor blurred the bathroom walls, and the already frosted glass door became even more blurry. Xie Yu's tall figure was hazy in the mist, and Chen Ci had been watching for quite a while without realizing it.
He closed his eyes slightly and thought: "If today, if today..."
If Xie Yu asked him to fulfill his obligations today, he would cooperate.
Before he could hesitate, three minutes later, Xie Yu pushed the door open and walked out.
He was dressed intact and wearing hotel slippers. He walked from the bathroom to the closet, took out a bottle of essential oil under Shen Ci's gaze, put on his slippers, and went back.
Shen Ci was stunned: “You?”
Xie Yu was stopped by him and turned around: "Huh?"
Shen Ci felt embarrassed, and stopped someone for no apparent reason, not knowing what to say, and asked dryly, “Do you want to take a shower first?”
"Oh, yes." Xie Yu paused, "I've already filled the water. Let me wash first, and I'll fill the water for you later."
As he said that, he stomped back to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
Shen Ci: “…”
He looked at the bathroom door, his ears completely burning.
God have mercy on you. Although the original owner had a lot of fun, he was still the original owner. Xie Yu really didn’t know what the top second-generation rich people liked to play, nor did he know that the hotel bathtub could actually accommodate two people. He didn’t realize that. He just drank some wine, his shirt was full of alcohol, and he felt dizzy, so he thought about taking a bath and going to sleep quickly.
There was a sound of dripping water in the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, Xie Yu finished bathing comfortably. He considerately ran clean water and replaced it with new water for Shen Ci before inviting him to bathe.
Shen Ci couldn't tell what he was feeling. He closed the bathroom door and stepped into the water.
The warm water wrapped around the skin. Before, Shen Ci lived with his grandmother in his hometown. For a long time, the old house did not have a water heater and had to rely on a wood stove. It was only later, due to poverty alleviation, that they were able to take showers frequently. This experience of not being in hot water was very novel and comfortable.
He wiped his body, got out of the bathtub, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and gently pushed open the door.
The headlights were turned off, a quilt was piled up on the bed, and Xie Yu was asleep.
Shen Ci had a strange look on his face, not knowing whether to be thankful or not. He sat down on the edge of the bed, one meter away from Xie Yu, who was lying on his side, his face hidden in heavy shadows, his eyebrows arched like moon and his nose straight, he slept soundly and quietly, not at all like what was rumored.
Xie Yu only felt that there was a person sitting on the edge of the bed, and there was no movement. He closed his eyes and patted his side: "What are you looking at? Come up."
After a pause, he turned over and got on the bed.
He lay down on the edge of the bed nervously. If he turned over, he would fall off. But Xie Yu patted his side like an old man and said, "Why are you sleeping so far away? Come here."
There are still twenty minutes of physical contact.
Shen Ci slightly moved his body and moved closer.
Xie Yu pulled the person over.
He just hugged her and did nothing else. His chin rested on Shen Ci's shoulder, but his hands hung neatly on both sides. Like a big cat, he found a comfortable place to nestle and did not move.
He was so close that his breath sprayed behind Shen Ci's ear, warm and a little itchy. Shen Ci's relaxed body tensed up again and he moved uncomfortably.
Xie Yu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes: "Don't move, let me hold you for twenty minutes."
Only twenty minutes left.
He maintained this posture and fell asleep.
*
The next morning, when Xie Yu was washing up, Shen Ci had already returned to school.
Xie Yu was brought back by his driver. He first went back to the dormitory to change into clean clothes and took his work badge before coming to the laboratory.
Standing in front of the laboratory door, Shen Ci glanced at his watch. It was exactly half past seven. Li Yang had not arrived yet, but Han Yunyun had already arrived. She was obviously not working. She was sitting at her workstation, looking at something with great excitement, and pounding the table from time to time.
Han Yunyun was so engrossed in the work that she didn't even notice Shen Ci coming in. When Shen Ci passed behind her, she shuddered with fright. She first reached out to press the power button, but failed to do so in a hurry. She then stood up in a panic and used her body to cover the screen. With such a big movement, she knocked over the milk tea next to her.
Chen Ci knew that Han Yunyun liked to watch strange things, and he had no intention of exploring her privacy. He helped to straighten the fallen milk tea, took out two pieces of paper and handed them to her. Just as he was about to tell her to be careful, his eyes inadvertently passed over the screen and suddenly stopped.
Han Yunyun was reading a novel, not a serious one, and Shen Ci took a look and saw a familiar term: safe word.
He lowered his eyes.
Han Yunyun turned around guiltily, blocked the screen more tightly, and smiled awkwardly at Shen Ci: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Shen, hahaha, you came so early today, Senior Brother Shen."
Shen Ci hummed, lowered his eyes and wiped the table. He swept all the spilled milk tea into the trash can, and then sat down at his workstation.
Han Yunyun sat down quickly, closed the novel and opened the work page, but she couldn't read a single word. She only glanced at her senior brother's expression out of the corner of her eye.
Shen Ci was just working, and when he saw her acting sneaky, he looked over here more than a dozen times for a few minutes, and suddenly asked, "What does the safe word mean?"
Han Yunyun: “!!!”
She almost jumped up from her workstation, looking at her senior brother's profile in doubt. She saw him quietly typing on the computer, his profile was cold and calm, as if he was asking casually and didn't know the specific meaning. She laughed awkwardly and made up a story, "Well, how should I put it? It's just a little game between lovers. You can understand it as, um, a nickname with special meaning..."
As Han Yunyun spoke, she became more and more guilty, and her voice became smaller and smaller. She almost buried her head in her chest, so she did not notice that her frosty senior brother suddenly paused, with his jade-like fingertips resting on the keyboard for a long time without tapping.
After a while, Shen Ci continued to write the report. His expression was as cold as usual, and the frequency of typing on the keyboard had never changed. He just asked: "What is the special meaning?"
Han Yunyun: “…”
She looked at Shen Ci suspiciously, and seeing that her senior brother looked normal, as if he was chatting casually, she relaxed slightly and continued to make up stories: "Well, it's a nickname between lovers, and it may have a special meaning... For example, in this book I read, the safe word is coffee, which means that one of the lovers is a barista, and his personality is bitter and fragrant like coffee. Well, when the other party in the couple hears this word, they can't help but feel pity, like this."
Shen Ci seemed to be somewhat interested: “Can any word be used as a safe word?”
Han Yunyun: "Right, as long as both parties agree on a word with a special meaning, it can be used as a safe word."
Shen Ci glanced at Han Yunyun's table and said casually: "For example, what about milk tea? What could it mean?"
Han Yunyun closed her eyes and lied: "Uh, maybe it's sweet and soft, very cute?"
Shen Ci looked at the table: “Green radish?”
Han Yunyun: "It's full of vitality and greenery. Just looking at it makes people feel relaxed."
Shen Ci glanced out the window: “Fir?”
Han Yunyun was getting more and more adept at it. She thought her senior brother didn't want to work and just wanted to chat with someone, so he became more and more confident: "Tall and straight, not afraid of wind and rain, patient and silent but reliable."
Shen Ci paused slightly.
His eyes fell on the decorative porcelain vase on the corner of Han Yunyun's desk.
There were two words pressed between his tongue, tender and lingering, just like the whispers of lovers. Chen Ci stared steadily at the computer screen, his expression calm and focused, but his index finger unconsciously moved the mouse, and his lips and teeth were actually shaking a little.
"…Where's the porcelain?"
Han Yunyun didn't notice anything unusual. She was already in the right state, and she spoke in an academic and rigorous manner: "I think it means to cherish it, it's precious, but also very fragile, and needs to be carefully protected."
After she finished speaking, she waited for her senior brother to continue asking questions, but no one spoke. When she looked up, Shen Ci was looking at the computer screen with a pair of lacquered eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
The computer screen stopped at the title page of the paper. The bold black font was dull and boring, but the senior brother seemed to be fascinated by that line of words and didn't move the mouse at all.
Han Yunyun said carefully: "Brother Shen? Brother, are you in a daze?"
“No…” Shen Ci suppressed his expression and smiled: “I’m thinking about the paper.”
Every noun on the screen is extremely familiar, but it doesn’t enter my mind. My thoughts seem to be entangled by something and are in chaos.
There was a glass of water on the table. Shen Ci looked at his reflection in the water, chewing on those words over and over again, then he curled the corners of his lips unnaturally, revealing a self-deprecating sneer.
He silently stared at his reflection in the water, thinking: Is such a dull and boring person, who is so poor that he can end up in the hospital after drinking just two taels of wine, worthy of Young Master Xie's careful protection?
The young man in the water was pale and thin, with a good-looking face, but that was just good-looking. Shen Ci could find many faults in him. His eyebrows and eyes were often tired and not bright enough, as if his body had been hollowed out by years of poverty. In addition, his clothes were white and faded, and he didn't dress up well. If Xie Yuruo selected according to his appearance, he could find dozens or even hundreds of more handsome ones.
Not to mention these, Shen Ci knew how he grew up in a hurry, completely different from the precious young master Xie Yu. While Xie Yu was surrounded by people and had hundreds of different clothes a year, he went to the river to wash clothes in the cold winter, and his knuckles were all covered with frostbite. While Xie Yu was picky about truffle caviar, he calculated how many bowls of noodles he could buy with the thirty yuan in his campus card... To a young master like Xie Yu who was ignorant of the world, he was just a prettier toy, but, cherished, precious?
Who would cherish a doll that is easily available? Who would think that a toy that costs less than the price of a meal for the young master is valuable?
Fragile? In need of love?
Shen Ci just thought it was ridiculous.
From the moment he signed the agreement with Xie Yu, Shen Ci knew what the young master wanted to play. It was nothing more than that he had seen too many soft boys, so he picked a hard-boned one to torture and change the taste occasionally.
Can……
But Xie Yu hasn't touched him even once until now.
Although he calls himself a plaything, Xie Yu doesn't really treat him like a plaything.
He Zhiyuan held a cocktail party, and Shen Ci said he would not go, so he did not go. This offended Master Xie, but Xie Yu did not say a word; at the dinner on the ship, Shen Ci said the safe word in the middle, and Xie Yu took him away directly without asking any more questions; so that all the details in the past few days, whether it was the towel handed over by the car after the rain, or the milk that night...
Chen Ci was a little dazed for a moment. Every little thing, every single thing, Xie Yu treated him with such kindness that he never humiliated or despised him at all. At most, he just made some insignificant teasing.
But compared to that fable worth a million dollars, what are these jokes?
Young Master Xie was notorious for his cruelty, and had abused countless people. He was famous for his violent temper. They had also signed an agreement like that, and the words were full of insults. When Xie Yu had someone take him to the hospital for a physical examination, he said clearly that he just needed someone to beat him up and vent his anger, but...
But why didn't he take any action later?
Shen Ci couldn’t figure it out.
Just at this moment, the door opened with a beep, and Li Yang came in from outside, carrying breakfast and greeting the two of them one by one: "Senior Brother Shen, Junior Sister Han."
Shen Ci retracted his thoughts and nodded slightly.
Li Yang handed her the breakfast he bought for Han Yunyun, and then gave Shen Ci a notice from the Student Affairs Department: “It just so happens, senior brother, there is a volunteer activity in the afternoon, don’t forget it.”
Shen Ci collected his thoughts and nodded: “Okay.”
The author has something to say:
Xie Yu: It’s impossible to touch it, so that’s enough.
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