Chapter 4: A Heartbeat After the Spring Thunder

There was a sound of water flowing in the bathroom.

The misted glass reflects the man's tall figure, the water flows along his skin texture, the lines are smooth, the ravines of his abdominal muscles are distinct, and he exudes a sense of wildness.

The sound of water stopped.

Zhou Yili came out wearing a loose bathrobe and a white towel on his head.

The cell phone placed on the bedside table rang.

"'S' transferred 10,000 yuan to you."

Zhou Yili wiped his wet hair with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly typed a line in the dialogue box -

'Are you buying coffee or people?'

He didn't click send, but frowned and looked at it for two seconds, thinking that he didn't want to give Shen Jixing a chance.

The look this person gave him right now was not simple.

So he deleted it and threw a question mark in the past.

【z】：?

【S】: Rent. I need to stay at your house for a period of time, the date is undetermined, and I will give you more money later if it is not enough.

【z】：?

Shen Jixing frowned.

Is this person only able to type question marks?

【z】：I understand

Zhou Yili looked like he had seen through everything. He held his phone in one hand and typed with a sneer.

【z】: It turns out that it’s so hard to find a house outside, so you can only stay at my house every day.

【z】：I understand. Stay here.

"10,000 yuan transfer has been refunded"

It seems like he knows what you are thinking, but he is in a bad mood and is too lazy to expose you at the moment, and this small amount of money is not worth your while...

Shen Jixing looked at the dialogue box and felt it was both absurd and funny.

He never likes to make excuses.

【S】: Whatever you think

He put his phone down and began to unbutton his shirt. His fingertips touched the silver necklace, at the end of which was a silver-and-black hexagram.

He didn't know what his thoughts were about, and when he came to his senses, he gently pressed his stomach.

Then the phone rang again.

【z】: I wanted to give you some face, why don’t you check your WeChat nickname yourself?

Shen Jixing: “?”

The two people’s WeChat nicknames, one is S and the other is Z.

There are many people who use letters as their WeChat nicknames these days, and Shen Jixing didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

【z】：Isn’t your original WeChat account the same one?

【z】：Did you do it on purpose?

In fact, Zhou Yili couldn't be said to be overthinking it. The two of them hadn't been in touch for nearly four years, and the situation was so tense at the beginning.

Shen Jixing came to him out of desperation and deliberately said some ambiguous words.

'I have nowhere to go'

'Can you take me in?'

'Can you bring me a cup of coffee?'

'Can I stay at your house as long as I want?'

It's just that his mother is very ambiguous.

The WeChat nickname is just a small piece of evidence.

Shen Jixing was probably speechless for a moment, and felt that he couldn't let him go on like this.

[S]: Are they the same? Take another good look.

【z】：?

Zhou Yili leaned against the head of the bed with his long legs bent, thinking to himself, no matter how I look at it today, it's all English letters.

The next second, the message came in.

[S]: I am older than you

“…”

“………”

In the quiet apartment late at night, Mr. Zhou uttered a terrible curse.

"Hold."

You better get the fuck out of my room right now.

Zhou Yili stared at the screen coldly, but finally swallowed the words back.

Too childish.

He slid the screen indifferently with his long fingers and changed his WeChat nickname into a string of 'ZZZZZZZ', then threw it on the pillow with satisfaction.

Perhaps the quiet life was broken and my thoughts became hazy.

He actually remembered the first time he met Shen Jixing.

"What tutor?"

The black-haired boy was wearing a blue and white jersey with number 24 and a blue headband on his forehead. He exuded an unruly youthful air and slapped the basketball while sneering.

"No need, let him go back to where he came from."

"Bullshit!"

The middle-aged man slammed the table suddenly, his expression intimidating without anger, "Don't you even look at your own performance? 666 still has the nerve to say you don't need it?"

The housekeeper quickly persuaded him in a gentle voice: "666 is not low..."

The man sneered when he heard this: "It's 6 points in each of Chinese, math and English."

Old housekeeper: "Ah, this..."

This result is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve.

To be precise, the young master is now young and rebellious, and he is just playing around.

The black-haired boy stood in the light, holding the basketball, looking nonchalant.

Zhou Hengyang was furious at his refusal to repent. "With your appearance, will you be able to get into high school in the future?"

The air seemed to stagnate for a moment.

The old butler opened his eyes wide and said nothing.

Zhou Hengyang frowned, thinking that maybe the words were too much.

Suddenly there was a sound of a basketball hitting the ground, and the ball bounced on the ground and returned to the boy's palm.

He said, "Dad."

It was hard to tell whether the tone was funny or sarcastic, "I'm a sophomore in high school."

“…”

"As for you, don't worry about me. I don't want to bother with your shitty affairs outside."

The boy held the basketball on his narrow waist with his arms, looked up and smiled nonchalantly, "Isn't this okay?"

Zhou Hengyang looked unhappy and said nothing.

Finally, the old housekeeper had to intervene gently: "Young Master, the master is also concerned about your grades. The college entrance examination is coming soon. Tell us about your grades... If the lady were still alive, she would definitely want you to go to a good university."

The old butler began to wipe away his tears as he spoke.

Zhou Yili's expression did indeed relax a little.

The old butler added fuel to the fire, "The master specially found a talented student from the world's number one music academy to teach you. Didn't you love playing the piano when you were a child?"

"Everyone praised you as a genius at that time."

Zhou Hengyang spoke at the right time: "Humph, you only inherited a little musical talent from your mother. From today on..."

"Bang!"

The orange basketball suddenly hit the ground with a loud bang, and then bounced and rolled away.

Everyone was shocked.

Zhou Hengyang glared at him: "What the hell is wrong with you? You scared me."

The boy stared at him with bloodshot eyes, like a fierce little lion.

"Do you have the nerve to mention my mother again?"

Zhou Hengyang: "What did you say?"

"Don't let me hear you mention her name again, and let your world genius go back to where it came from."

Zhou Yili walked out with a cold face, "I can't possibly learn steelmaking..."

He paused and almost bumped into the person who came.

The cool fragrance that comes to your face and lingers around your nose is a light sandalwood scent with a subtle sweetness in the aftertaste.

The young man in front of him was wearing a white shirt and black pants. His facial features were as clear as ink painting, and the corners of his eyes were slightly turned behind him.

"Are you arguing?"

The light breath ruffled the hair on the boy's neck.

Zhou Yili's body froze for a moment.

The man had already taken the initiative to distance himself from them and said calmly and politely, "You guys continue. I'll come back later."

“…”

That's very polite.

Zhou Yili stared at him. Under the sunset glow, this man was as pure and clear as a piece of jade.

The cold eyelashes are long and straight.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked over. The moment their eyes met, it was like a drizzle after a spring thunder, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Zhou Yili was the first to look away, lowering his eyes as he passed by him——

"Are you a student at the Venus Royal Academy of Music?"

Zhou Hengyang's questioning voice came from behind.

Obviously his son's resistance was not important, as Zhou Hengyang always believed in his own ideas.

"Um."

A clear and magnetic voice sounded softly, "Shen Jixing, twenty years old this year."

Zhou Yili walked without stopping through the summer garden full of flowers.

Twenty years old?

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the young man's unruly face. "Hey, where did this liar come from?"

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Xiao Zhou said: Haha, where did this liar come from?

What I was thinking: Damn, I met a goddess :-D