Chapter 11
The sky was just beginning to darken, and when I came out of the shop after the massage, the vast night sky was already dotted with stars. "Hey, Zhang Qianyi, did you get the bag of snails today?" Yan Yuheng asked.
"I put it in the trunk."
Mo Yousen said, "Is it safe?"
Yan Yuheng shook his head. "No, I'll go to the seafood market and find a restaurant to cook it. The spider snails are sweet."
"Go, let's go!" Mo Yousen jumped onto Yan Yuheng's back. Yan Yuheng shook his body, supported Mo Yousen's butt, and carried Mo Yousen on his back.
Jiang Ting poked Zhang Qianyi from behind and said, "Xiao Sen is still like a child. He has been pestering Yan Yuheng to carry him on his back since he was young."
Zhang Qianyi said, "Yan Yuheng is really lucky."
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
Zhang Qianyi replied, "Nothing, let's go."
The seafood market was bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of hawkers and bargaining. Each of them carried a young coconut and chose a shop owner who caught their eye.
"Let's go to this one. The owner looks generous and enthusiastic." Yan Yuheng pointed to a store in the corner and walked over.
After ordering the dishes, Zhang Qianyi threw two packets of Coconut King onto the table. "Hey, Master Zhang, are these for me as a filial honor?" Yan Yuheng casually picked up a packet, opened it, and lit one.
"I'll take your pick. You talk too much."
Yan Yuheng took a few puffs and smacked his lips. "It's too bland, not as strong as Liqun."
"Is it light? Let me try." Jiang Ting took it and lit one for herself. "It's really light. If you don't want to smoke, give it to me."
Jiang Ting always liked to smoke light cigarettes, so Zhang Qianyi handed another pack of cigarettes to Jiang Ting.
"Here, the food is here. Be careful." The waiter came over with the food.
"Boss, bring a case of beer!" Yan Yuheng shouted to the boss.
Zhang Qianyi's hand holding the cigarette trembled, "You are a drunkard reincarnated, drinking so much."
"Find a designated driver tonight and have a drink with us." Yan Yuheng put his arm around Zhang Qianyi's shoulders and sat cross-legged on a stool. "Since we're here, let's have a good drink before returning to Ningcheng."
"Come on! Cheers!" Yan Yuheng stood up and raised his glass, "May we stay together forever!"
Mo Yousen banged the bottle hard and poured the wine down his throat. The night wind came with a little heat wave. The four of them sat at the round table, chatting and laughing.
"Hey, hey, hey, look at that guy singing!" Yan Yuheng suddenly pointed excitedly at the man carrying a guitar and a speaker, "Hey! Come over here!"
Mo Yousen quickly pushed Yan Yuheng down from his seat, "Please, this is too embarrassing."
Yan Yuheng continued to stand there, waving for people to come over. Mo Yousen looked at Zhang Qianyi anxiously, "Brother Qian, please try to persuade him. Everyone is looking at us. It's so embarrassing."
Zhang Qianyi shook his head. "I can't persuade him. Let him be. It's not our fault anyway."
Mo Yousen thought what he said made sense and ignored him. Yan Yuheng had already called people over. "How much is one song?"
"Three songs for 100 yuan, handsome guy."
Yan Yuheng waved his hand and said, "I will sing it myself. Give me Eason Chan's "Red Rose"."
Yan Yuheng's deep voice came out from the speakers through the microphone. The surroundings seemed to be quiet, and people around were listening. "Those who can't get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored are fearless." Zhang Qianyi's heart trembled when he heard it. Was Yan Yuheng singing for himself or for him? The gentle and delicate singing voice lingered out, touching the string in other people's hearts.
"Brother, brother, buy me a bunch of flowers." Mo Yousen's shorts were pulled a few times by a little girl. She was holding flowers in her hands, red roses.
Mo Yousen leaned down and asked, "How much is a bunch, little friend?"
"50 a bunch, brother, buy it, buy it." The little girl pulled Mo Yousen and acted coquettishly.
The waiter in the store just came out and whispered in Mo Yousen's ear, "Brother, these flower-selling children are all accompanied by adults. They are all from the same organization. There is no need to buy them."
After hearing this, Mo Yousen smiled and said, "It's okay. It won't be good for her if she can't sell it." He picked up her flowers and said to the little girl, "I've bought both bouquets. You can go home early."
"Thank you, brother!"
When Yan Yuheng finished singing, Mo Yousen just gave him a red rose. The guests around him were applauding. Yan Yuheng held the red rose given by Mo Yousen and pouted, looking very unhappy.
"What did the waiter say to you just now?" Yan Yuheng leaned over and asked Mo Yousen.
After Mo Yousen finished explaining, Yan Yuheng felt a little happier and drank a beer with Zhang Qianyi.
"Handsome guy, you still have two songs."
Yan Yuheng asked, "Who wants to sing? Zhang Qianyi, are you going to sing? Jiang Ting? What about Jiang Ting? Are you going to sing?"
Zhang Qianyi had drunk a little too much and his temper had loosened up. "Let me do it."
Yan Yuheng immediately started to cheer, "Wow, Master Zhang, are you coming in person?"
Mo Yousen clapped his hands. Yan Yuheng shoved the microphone into Zhang Qianyi's hand and asked, "What are you going to sing?"
Zhang Qianyi thought for a moment and said, "Lin Youjia's, 'The One I Love'."
Yan Yuheng looked at him with a wicked smile, "Oh~~The one I love~Wow~"
Zhang Qianyi's clear voice spoke of his inner thoughts, every word a pearl. The person he loved was not his lover. At the climax of the song, Zhang Qianyi's hands trembled slightly. Jiang Ting noticed and stepped forward to hold his hand. Zhang Qianyi's heart trembled, and he turned to look at her blankly. Jiang Ting looked at him and smiled, "Why are you so nervous? Why are you shaking like this?" Zhang Qianyi smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I'm just a little nervous."
Yan Yuheng saw that something was wrong and quickly picked up the wine glass. "Come on, come on, why are you so nervous? I'm not nervous at all. Let's have a drink."
Mo Yousen put his arm around Zhang Qianyi's shoulder and said, "Brother Qian, come and have a drink."
Jiang Ting waved him to pause the song. "Go ahead, let's have a drink." Jiang Ting looked at Zhang Qianyi. "Sure enough, no one can beat Yan Yuheng in the realm of shamelessness."
Zhang Qianyi scoffed, his throat rising and falling as he gulped down the beer in the glass. He then took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff of it.
"Zhang Qianyi, are you sick? You're drinking alone." Yan Yuheng threw a bottle cap at Zhang Qianyi.
Mo Yousen laughed and leaned on Yan Yuheng's shoulder, "Brother Heng, what he smoked was not cigarettes, but loneliness."
Zhang Qianyi rolled his eyes at them both, "Yan Yuheng, you're dead. I'm going to make you drink until you pass out on the floor today."
Yan Yuheng arrogantly hugged Mo Yousen, hooked his finger at Zhang Qianyi and said, "Come on, if you're a brother, come and fuck me."
Zhang Qianyi said, "Boss, give me four sets of dice."
Yan Yuheng looked at him with a grin, "I'll call first, six sixes!"
Mo Yousen added one more, and Zhang Qianyi added it straight to ten sixes. Jiang Ting smiled and added one more. Yan Yuheng yelled, "Jiang Ting, you're so brave! You dare to add eleven sixes!?" Yan Yuheng opened the dice cup, "I'm going to open you! You're done!"
Yan Yuheng didn't get a single six, Mo Yousen only got one, and Jiang Ting got four. Yan Yuheng said, "I won, hahahahahaha."
Zhang Qianyi said, "What did you win? I'm a leopard."
Yan Yuheng was so angry when he saw Zhang Qianyi's dice. He said, "I hate you!" and then drank a glass of wine.
After playing for a few rounds, Yan Yuheng drank the most, and Mo Yousen even drank a few cups for him. Zhang Qianyi looked at Yan Yuheng and said, "Can you do this? You still need Xiaosen to help you drink."
Yan Yuheng was drunk and confused, speaking a mixture of dialect and Mandarin, cursing and pointing at Zhang Qianyi.
"Okay, okay, let's go back." Jiang Ting stood up and walked over to pull Yan Yuheng up from his seat.
Zhang Qianyi said, "I've called a designated driver, let's get him in the car first."
Zhang Qianyi and Mo Yousen, one on each side, helped Yan Yuheng into the car and let him sit in the passenger seat. Yan Yuheng had already fallen asleep, and the three of them squeezed into the back seat. Jiang Ting's knee rubbed against Zhang Qianyi's thigh as the car swayed. Zhang Qianyi quietly stretched his leg a little closer, pressing it against Jiang Ting's leg.
"Xiao Sen, are you okay alone?" Mo Yousen supported Yan Yuheng into the villa, and Jiang Ting asked from behind.
"It's okay, go and rest."
Zhang Qianyi said, "Call us if you need anything. Let's go, Jiang Ting."
As soon as Mo Yousen entered the room, he threw Yan Yuheng onto the bed, wiped his face with a towel, washed himself casually, and then got into bed.
Mo Yousen quietly looked at the sleeping Yan Yuheng. He was so handsome. Yan Yuheng was so handsome. His fingers gently brushed Yan Yuheng's cheek, outlining his delicate features with his fingertips. Taking advantage of the alcohol, he lay down beside Yan Yuheng, slowly leaned down, and pecked Yan Yuheng lightly on the lips. Then a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he fell asleep on Yan Yuheng's arm.
Yan Yuheng really drank too much. When he woke up the next day, he still felt a splitting headache and his whole head felt like it was being tightened.
Yan Yuheng lay on his back, holding his forehead with his hands and rubbing his temples. Mo Yousen turned over and looked at Yan Yuheng with half-open eyes, "Brother Heng, you're awake." His voice was hoarse and grainy, "I want to sleep a little longer. I can't get up. I'm so sleepy..."
Yan Yuheng hugged Mo Yousen sideways and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't get up either, let's sleep." He turned over and put his whole leg on Mo Yousen, "We're not going anywhere today, let's sleep all day."
Zhang Qianyi in the villa next door was not in a much better condition. He staggered to Jiang Ting's door in a daze. When he opened the door, he saw Jiang Ting with dark circles under her eyes and her hair disheveled like a bird's nest. She was wearing a white silk pajama top and a pair of large, super-loose beach pants.
"Why are you... wearing my pants?" Zhang Qianyi stared at the oversized pants with his index finger.
Jiang Ting scratched her head and glanced down, "I drank too much yesterday and put our luggage in the living room. I thought it was my pants."
Zhang Qianyi yawned and said, "I have to lie down all day. I can't go anywhere."
Jiang Ting stretched out her hand, curled her thumb and index finger together, and made an "OK" sign. "I'm going to lie down until I get on the plane. I can't play anymore."
The four of them had a tacit understanding and didn't disturb each other. They stayed in the hotel for the whole day.
Mo Yousen was the first to wake up. He opened his eyes to a pitch-black room, surrounded by the sound of even breathing. He reached up and groped around the bedside for his phone. As soon as he brought it to his face, the glare blinded him. He cracked his eyes open and dimmed the screen.
The lock screen showed "19:42". Mo Yousen opened WeChat and sent a message to the top group.
Mo Yousen: [Are you all awake? ]
Zhang Qianyi in the next room rubbed his eyes, leaned his head against the pillow and replied to the message.
Zhang Qianyi: [Just woke up]
Mo Yousen: [Brother Qian, have you guys eaten yet?]
Zhang Qianyi: [No, I slept all day. My back hurts.]
Mo Yousen: [Eat out or not?]
Zhang Qianyi: [Let's order takeout. I don't feel like moving at all.]
Jiang Ting was woken by the vibrating phone. She opened her eyes and stretched her body, feeling as if all the joints in her body had been loosened. "Wow, I slept so well."
Jiang Ting: [I woke up]
Mo Yousen: [Then let’s just order some takeout]
Jiang Ting: [ok]
Zhang Qianyi: [I ordered hot pot]
Jiang Ting: [I ordered a few bottles of red wine]
Zhang Qianyi: [???]
Zhang Qianyi: [Are you crazy?]
Zhang Qianyi: [More to drink? ?]
Jiang Ting: [Resurrection Wine]
Zhang Qianyi: [You’re so cruel…]
Mo Yousen was looking at the chat history and trying to hold back his laughter on the bed until he was shaking. Yan Yuheng felt the bed shaking and looked up at Mo Yousen. Mo Yousen was lying with his back to the bed and the faint light from his phone was shining on his face. His body was curled up and shaking.
Yan Yuheng pulled the man into his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder. A charming voice came from his ear, "What are you secretly watching? What bad things are you doing behind my back?"
Mo Yousen froze, and his smile immediately disappeared, "I...I didn't."
Yan Yuheng turned Mo Yousen over, stood up, spread his legs and pressed on Mo Yousen's waist, snatched the phone from his hand, and Zhang Qianyi's message came just in time.
Zhang Qianyi: [Yan Yuheng, this fw hasn't woken up yet?]
Yan Yuheng scanned the messages in the group, pressed the voice button and sent a voice message, "What? Do you miss me that much? Then continue fighting tonight."
Zhang Qianyi: [Why did you take Xiaosen's phone?]
Mo Yousen struggled to get his phone back, but his body was trapped between Yan Yuheng's legs and he couldn't move at all. "Give it back to me! Do you understand the right to privacy?"
Yan Yuheng felt his body temperature rising rapidly. He pushed his hair back with his hands, spread his legs, got out of bed, stuffed Mo Yousen's phone back into his hand, and said nonchalantly, "Let's go take a shower!"
As soon as he entered the bathroom, Yan Yuheng hurriedly turned on the water to rinse his body, breathing heavily and fiddling with his hands. The warm water splashed densely on his shoulders, flowing down his shoulders to his chest and back without a trace of fat, and finally flowing slowly down his strong thighs to the sewer.
"Uh...ah..." With a low growl, Yan Yuheng lowered his head and vented in his hands. His eyes were bloodshot, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, his arms were sore, and his body suddenly lost its strength at this moment.
After Yan Yuheng finished, he squeezed some shower gel and quickly rinsed his body, put on a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.
When he came out, Zhang Qianyi and Jiang Ting were already sitting in the living room. The three of them looked up at him.
Jiang Ting asked, "Why are you washing so slowly?"
Zhang Qianyi smiled maliciously, "It's being carved inside."
Mo Yousen handed Yan Yuheng's underwear over and said, "Here, you didn't take it when you went to take a shower. Go back to your room and put it on."
Zhang Qianyi was laughing so hard on the sofa, "You're being a hooligan, Yan Yuheng! There are female guests here, be careful."
Yan Yuheng's face flushed as he grabbed his underwear and ran into the bathroom and closed the door. Zhang Qianyi was still laughing behind him.
Jiang Ting asked Zhang Qianyi, "What are you laughing at so happily?"
Zhang Qianyi waved his fingers and said in a profound tone, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed or spoken."
Yan Yuheng squatted in the bathroom, holding his head and muttering to himself, "What should I do? This is so embarrassing! Zhang Qianyi will laugh at me for the rest of my life! How about assassinating him tonight? Forget it, just catch him and give him an electric shock. It would be best if he loses his memory. That's it."
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