Really living together
The two of them walked to the place farthest from the living room. Before Ji Rongyu could figure out how to start the conversation, Lu Xinyang started to play the victim.
"You're not really going to kick me out, are you?" He had a pitiful expression on his face, and all the acting skills he'd honed on the set were brought out on Ji Rongyu. "Today is New Year's Eve, and I don't even have a cell phone. I can't even receive the Happy New Year message from 10086. You...you definitely wouldn't be so heartless, right?"
Ji Rongyu glared at him unhappily, and eventually was forced to come out: "Listen carefully, I'll only say this once."
Lu Xinyang: “Yeah?”
"Didn't you ask me why I lied to you before that I had a girlfriend?" Ji Rongyu was determined to resolve the historical issues. "Because I'm gay, I like men, and sleeping with me is not allowed between men."
He was about to swallow his pride and give up his room to Lu Xinyang, and go to a hotel, but then he heard Lu Xinyang say, "What's wrong with being gay? I don't discriminate against you, nor do I take advantage of you. Can't you just sleep with me for a bit?"
"Is this a question of discrimination or not?" Ji Rongyu looked at him in disbelief. He almost yelled but had to suppress his voice.
"These are not problems," Lu Xinyang said shamelessly, "As long as we sleep together, in the same room, we're a family. Not only will I not discriminate against you, but I'll also love you. Otherwise, even if our negotiations break down, I'll go tell your grandfather that you pulled me here to threaten, bully, intimidate, and humiliate me..."
Before Ji Rongyu could explode with rage, Lu Xinyang, who was turning the tables, said harshly, "Anyway, I'm the guest, and the guest is the boss! Your grandfather said that we have to listen to the guests during the New Year!"
He deliberately raised his voice, and Ji Guanghui in the living room heard this. She slapped her thigh and agreed, "Yes, Xiaolu is right. Ji Rongyu, I think you've grown cocky. The older you get, the more rude you become! You dare to chase away guests during New Year's Day! If you dare to kick Xiaolu out, I'll kick you out with my slippers!"
Ji Rongyu took a deep breath, and then another deep breath.
Okay, you are a guest, right? You are the boss, right? You are taking chicken feathers as your authority, right?
Good, good, if the ruler wants his subjects to be sexy, he has to be sexy. Anyway, Lu Xinyang is good-looking, and I won’t suffer any loss. Yes, I won’t suffer any loss at all...
It took Ji Rongyu a long time to recover, swallowing his anger with difficulty. He pointed at Lu Xinyang and then at his own room: "Okay, you can sleep, anytime you want, I won't bother you even if you sleep all day and all night."
"Okay!" Lu Xinyang was so pleased with himself that he took his threat as a congratulation and ran away happily. "Ji Rongyu agreed to let me sleep in his room. Grandpa, I'm not leaving tonight. Let's watch the Spring Festival Gala together!"
"Okay, okay, let's take a look. I remember the number for one was 14... Is that it? Okay, okay, sit down, sit next to me. Feel free to take whatever you want to eat..."
The joy in the living room had nothing to do with Ji Rongyu. Ji Guanghui only saw the new grandson smiling but not the old grandson getting angry. Ji Rongyu rubbed his temples and returned to his room in frustration. He took out a set of pillows and duvet from the top of the wardrobe and laid them out casually.
I revise the script for the sponsor during the day and cover him with sheets at night.
This life is unbearable.
Thinking that Lu Xinyang would have to take a shower later, he had to give up another set of pajamas.
Ji Rongyu patted his chest to calm himself down, and reluctantly took out the navy blue pajamas he bought last year. He bought several sets at once, and this set has not been unpacked yet. It was just right for Lu Xinyang to take it away after he finished wearing it.
So that it won't stay in his closet and get him angry every time he sees it.
After doing all this, Ji Rongyu walked out slowly, holding on to the wall.
Then I heard the two people outside turning on the TV as accompaniment, and they were excitedly chatting about Ji Rongyu's nickname, being called to the school by the name of his parents in elementary school, the handmade greeting cards he made when he was a child, and his love for Barbie dolls when he was a child.
Not even a pair of underwear was left. Ji Guanghui told Lu Xinyang everything that could be said and couldn't be said.
Lu Xinyang not only knew about it but also smiled very happily.
Ji Rongyu closed his eyes in despair.
In the living room, Ji Guanghui was still cracking melon seeds. Lu Xinyang didn't sit properly and soon slid off the sofa, lying half-lying on the carpet with his legs spread out. Only the sofa cover, which had been ravaged by him and was twisted and crooked, recorded the traces of his presence.
He also picked up the fruit knife on the table to peel the apple, but after half a day he hadn't peeled off much of the skin. He was so busy listening to Ji Rongyu's jokes that he was as happy as a husky with a knife in front of the emperor.
Finally, Ji Guanghui saw that it was too dangerous for him to hold the knife like that, so she kindly peeled the apple for him and cut it in half. The two of them continued chatting while chewing on the apple: "I ran into Ji Rongyu's elementary school teacher last month. As soon as the teacher saw me, she asked, 'Are you Ji Rongyu's grandfather?'"
"I said yes, and then the teacher asked me mysteriously how Ji Rongyu was doing now, and whether he was keeping it a secret. Oh, he used to challenge the students in the next class to a fight, and he was very good at cursing in English, and he used his left hand. We looked through all the homework books in the class, but the handwriting didn't match. We used threats and bribes for a long time before we got those little bastards to give Ji Rongyu out..."
Ji Guanghui described it vividly, even with gestures and winks. Lu Xinyang laughed and pounded the floor. Ji Rongyu stood beside him with an expressionless face. His teeth were itchy, his throat was itchy, and even his hands began to itch.
He looked at Lu Xinyang, then at his grandfather, and finally fixed his gaze on Lu Xinyang.
Choose the softest persimmons.
He won't be able to sleep tonight if he doesn't pinch this little bastard.
"Lu Xinyang, get up and take a shower first." Ji Rongyu frowned at him lying on his back, "You have a sofa but you don't sit properly. Don't you know the floor is dirty?"
He had just returned home today and hadn't had time to clean up properly. He had been planning to continue cleaning after his evening walk, but Lu Xinyang suddenly appeared out of nowhere and completely disrupted his plans.
"It's too early to take a shower now." Lu Xinyang was hesitant and refused to get up. He knew that Ji Rongyu was a bit of a germaphobe and would definitely not let himself roll on the ground after taking a shower.
But it's so boring to sit upright on the sofa. Master Lu loves to be unruly the most.
"Are you coming over?" Ji Rongyu stared at him. "I'll count to 3, 2——"
"Here comes 1." Lu Xinyang rolled over with resentment and started to take off his coat.
"Why are you so anxious? All you know is bullying Xiaolu," Ji Guanghui contradicted her grandson again. "Ji Rongyu, I say you're really something. It's been so long since you had any friends over to play at home. It's a good thing Xiaolu has a good temper and doesn't look down on you!"
"That's right." Lu Xinyang muttered softly, and immediately covered his mouth when Ji Rongyu glanced at him.
"Come on, Xiaolu, come here first. Grandpa will give you a red envelope. Grandpa wishes you happiness every day and success in your career!"
Ji Guanghui pulled out a large red envelope with the words "Year after year, there will be fish" written on it from his pocket. Without even looking at his depressed grandson, he said, "Here, put this under your pillow when you go to bed. If Ji Rongyu dares to bully you, just slap him on the forehead and teach him a lesson!"
Lu Xinyang's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hands that were covering his mouth, happily accepting the chicken feather order, and said sweetly: "Thank you, Grandpa. Happy New Year, stay strong and healthy, and all the best!"
"Okay, okay!" Ji Guanghui smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. Ji Rongyu crossed his arms and asked expressionlessly, "He already has a red envelope, so what about mine?"
Ji Guanghui put on airs: "What's yours? Who am I? What should you tell me first?"
Ji Rongyu: "Happy New Year, Grandpa."
"That's better." Ji Guanghui took out a red envelope that was half the size and stuffed it into Ji Rongyu's hand perfunctorily.
Ji Rongyu: “…”
Lu Xinyang wanted to come over and pinch her, but Ji Rongyu slammed him away: "Go take a shower."
"Wait, I'll go wash first. I don't want to wait with you young people. I have to go to bed." Ji Guanghui stood up. He was indeed in a good mood today. With the company of two juniors and talking too much, he fell asleep earlier than usual.
"Grandpa, take care. Good night. See you tomorrow!"
Lu Xinyang waved happily to Ji Guanghui, but when he put the red envelope into his pocket, he suddenly remembered something.
Before leaving the set this morning, he told Xiao Tang and the crew members that he would give them New Year's red envelopes tonight.
He even forgot to bring his cell phone.
But a man should keep his word.
Lu Xinyang looked at Ji Rongyu hesitantly, not knowing how to start.
Living in someone else's house, eating their food, using their money, and now even borrowing their money, is indeed a bit shameless, but his situation is not special, and he can't contact them even if he wants to...
Lu Xinyang gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, still choosing to be thick-skinned: "Ji Rongyu, let me ask you something."
Ji Rongyu was opening a red envelope and didn't even raise his head: "Speak."
"It's like... if you have a friend who doesn't have his phone with him and wants to borrow yours..."
"Hmm?" Ji Rongyu counted the money in the red envelope. There was one more than last year. He accepted it in a good mood.
"Then use the money in your phone to give to his colleagues, assistants, stunt doubles, martial arts directors, co-stars, photographers, and lighting..." Ji Rongyu slowly raised his head. Lu Xinyang's voice became increasingly quiet. "...Wait, if I give him a New Year's red envelope, will you lend him your phone?"
Ji Rongyu: "Where are the friends? I don't have any friends."
Lu Xinyang: "You have it now."
He came up hesitantly, took out the red envelope that he had just stuffed into his pocket and it was still not warm, and handed it to Ji Rongyu with both hands: "I have no choice but to come to you. Just lend me your phone, I will return it to you soon."
Ji Rongyu: "Who has a cell phone? I don't have one."
"Don't be so heartless. I will pay you back," Lu Xinyang blinked. "Maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow... Anyway, I will definitely pay you back. I'm a good person and I definitely won't default on my debts. If you don't believe me, I swear to God!"
After saying that, he immediately added: "If you still don't believe me, I'll pick your pants pocket myself."
The words of rejection were stuck in his throat, and Ji Rongyu felt like he could hardly breathe. He was a clean homosexual, but he was actually threatened by a hooligan straight man.
Is there any justice in the world???
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