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Song Yi returned home in Gu Xingchuan’s car. At 11pm, the underground parking lot was mostly empty. Song Yi pushed open the car door, got out and calmly said, “Thank you for bringing me home.”
Gu Xingchuan rested his elbow on the car window as his eyes checked him up and down. “Only a thank you?”
Song Yi raised his lower jaw slightly and looked at Gu Xingchuan from top to bottom. The line from his jawbone to his neck was distinct, like a clear bend of a bay. “What do you want?”
It was this cold and indifferent look.
That Gu Xingchuan couldn’t be more familiar with. When they were at school, Song Yi was famous for being very easy to get along with. Anyone who saw him would laugh in pleasure. The head teacher often lamented that this child had such a good temper; he was afraid others would bully Song Yi in the future.
Gu Xingchuan at that time was very depressed. It was clear that Song Yi looked down on everyone and was extremely aloof. But other than him, no one else noticed. He didn’t understand whether those people were blind or if they turned a blind eye to this. Until a few years had passed and he realised, it was simply because Song Yi was just too good at pretending!
Whenever Gu Xingchuan saw this look of Song Yi in the past, he wanted Song Yi to yield, he wanted Song Yi to be displeased. But now, when he saw Song Yi like this, his whole body turned hot… It was too fucking sexy.
Gu Xingchuan leaned forward, looked at Song Yi and ambiguously asked, “Aren’t you going to invite me up for a cup of tea?”
Song Yi smiled lightly. His eyebrows lifted as he warned, “Don’t go too far. I still haven’t settled the account of you kissing me tonight.”
“It’s not like you haven’t touched lips with anyone before. What’s wrong with a kiss?” Gu Xingchuan asked, thick-skinned.
Song Yi glanced at him. “Young Master Gu, you really found a good reason for rapists.”
Gu Xingchuan declined to comment on that, only stating, “As a human being, you can’t destroy the bridge after crossing the river, putting down the bowl and cursing out. Our atmosphere was correct; you can’t treat it as rape.”
If there was a bottle of mineral water, Song Yi would throw it directly onto Gu Xingchuan’s face. He had never seen such a rogue. “Young Master Gu is correct. We have nothing to do with each other.”
After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, and Gu Xingchuan nimbly jumped out of the car. Without saying a word, he followed behind with his hands in his pockets.
Peng Peng Peng. The sound of footsteps in the empty parking lot was especially obvious. Song Yi continued walking for a while before he stopped and turned his head. “What do you want?”
Gu Xingchuan blinked. “Since your thing got on my pants, you are responsible for washing them.”
“You’d asked for it.” Song Yi had a dark face, pretending not to understand the suggestions in the words.
Gu Xingchuan frowned. “I’m serious with you. My mother is at my house, I can’t go back like this.”
Song Yi couldn’t tell if what he said was true or not, but when he thought of Mother Gu, such a beautiful and gentle female that could soften the thinker’s heart, he gave a reluctant nod. Ill at ease, he even mentioned, “You must not disturb my mother. After you wash, quickly go back.”
Gu Xingchuan knew Song Yi’s home. He had seen all the artists’ information in Star Entertainment. The community where Song Yi stayed was newly built a few years ago; the environment was pleasant, and it was good at protecting the owner’s privacy. There were many second- and third-tier artists in the entertainment industry staying there.
“My mother is asleep. Be quiet.” Song Yi gently closed the door.
Gu Xingchuan sat on the plush sofa, grabbed a throw pillow and rested his chin on it. It was full of Song Yi’s scent, and it smelled very pleasing.
Song Yi’s home was very clean – a two-bedroom apartment, not too small, with a minimalist decoration style. The living room was messy and disorderly. There was a sense of it being lived in.
Gu Xingchuan glanced around, and suddenly remembered that when he was in school, Song Yi would work part-time at a hamburger restaurant every weekend. At that time, he was young and his living circumstances were too good. He didn’t understand the suffering in the world at all, and thought Song Yi was working at a hamburger restaurant for fun.
Several times he would order a lot of things at the hamburger restaurant and called out for Song Yi to serve him. The 18- or 19-year-old Song Yi was stern and coldly told him not to come again.
Back then, he felt that Song Yi had a bad temper, and would get angry without any rhyme or reason. It wasn’t until many years later that he realized that he had trampled the self-esteem of a proud youth.
Thinking of this, Gu Xingchuan felt very uncomfortable. Song Yi must have been very tired all these years, right?
Song Yi washed his face and came out of the bathroom. Seeing Gu Xingchuan’s clothes intact, he lowered his voice and asked, “Are you not taking it off?”
Gu Xingchuan gave a sluggish “en”. His distinct finger joints unbuttoned his trousers, and slowly kicked his trousers, revealing a pair of long straight legs, with well-proportioned and perfect muscles, looking particularly strong. With the baggy T-shirt on his upper body as contrast, it emphasized the tight waistline of his, like a proud sculpture of a beautiful god.
Everyone loved beauty. Song Yi glanced at it one more time, his heart beat a few beats faster, and he clicked his tongue softly in admiration.
When he retracted his gaze, he inadvertently swept across the tattoo on Gu Xingchuan’s waist. The last time he saw it was in the photo of Long-legged Handsome Brother. A column of black Greek letters, looking rather cool.
He had only glimpsed a few times of those tattoos. He even pondered. A wealthy and reputable family like Gu Xingchuan’s even allowed him to get tattoos?
However, this time Song Yi could see clearly that the tattoos were only used to cover up the scars. Gu Xingchuan had a long, uneven scar on his waist. Judging by the pale color of the newborn skin, this scar had been around for a long time.
Song Yi wasn’t very good at asking about such private matters. Instead, he guessed in his heart that such a harsh person like Gu Xingchuan would still have someone dare wound him using a knife? Was this person tired of living?
This man’s guts sure were fat enough.
Song Yi hurriedly dried his clothes after washing and threw them to Gu Xingchuan. “It’s getting late. Put them on and head home.”
Gu Xingchuan was neither impatient nor in a rush. He leisurely dressed, looking as if he was the model preparing to walk on the runway. “Song Yi, who has come to your house?”
“Why are you asking this?” Song Yi’s voice was displeased.
“Your house is so messy, I think you’ve lost face in front of everyone.” Gu Xingchuan shamelessly declared.
Song Yi narrowed his eyes. “Whether I lose face, it does not concern you.”
Besides, his house wasn’t messy. He just hadn’t had time to clean up these few days. It still looked pretty clean. What right did Gu Xingchuan have to pick on his habits?
Gu Xingchuan fastened his buttons and asked casually, “Has Cheng Song been here?”
Song Yi was not stupid. He smiled and deliberately mocked, “Gu Xingchuan, if you’re asking this, does it mean you’ve fallen in love with me?”
He didn’t even think that Gu Xingchuan would fall in love with him. Although he was very charismatic, Gu Xingchuan’s love for Shen Li was easily noticed by him.
Saying this was simply to disgust Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan was stunned into silence. He glanced at Song Yi’s sneering lips, and snorted disdainfully, “Shameless. Don’t put gold on your face, I don’t like you.”
“I’m relieved after hearing you say that.” Song Yi exhaled and smiled sweetly. “Otherwise with your behavior just now, I’m really worried that you have a deep-rooted love for me and you can’t be yourself.”
Gu Xingchuan pursed his lips hard and turned his face away. “Stop being narcissistic. Shen Li is the one I like.”
Song Yi smiled and looked at him with interest. “I’m really curious, what do you like about Shen Li?”
Gu Xingchuan’s face was bad. He took a deep breath, thought about it, and said seriously, “’Summer Wind’ was written for Shen Li. Have you heard of it?”
Song Yi had some sort of impression. Although he didn’t take the initiative to listen to Gu Xingchuan’s songs, there were always people listening around him. This song “Summer Wind” was dubbed as the anthem for young love. Over the past few years, it was very popular on major music platforms.
Gu Xingchuan tilted his face. Rarely were his eyes gentle, he said softly, “On the first day I transferred to school, he passed by me on a bicycle. I didn’t see his face clearly at that time, but I saw the name tag on his shirt. The next time I saw him, he was exactly as I imagined.”
Inside “Summer Wind” was the scene where he and Shen Li met for the first time. In the summer of July and August, cicadas were chirping. The boy in white shirt was riding a bicycle. Showing such a thin and soft waist, it was like the muse lifted the veil in front of him, Gu Xingchuan understood for the first time what beauty was.
He remembered this scene deeply even after many years had happened. Summer, a boy in a white shirt, and a boy riding a bicycle gathered all the beautiful words of first love.
Song Yi looked strange and coughed a few times. “You said that the first time you met Shen Li, he was riding a bicycle?”
“En.” Gu Xingchuan looked at Song Yi, observing Song Yi’s expression.
Song Yi’s lips twitched. He remained silent for a few seconds, and sighed in his heart. “That’s good. Feelings of youth are always joyful.”
He really couldn’t bear to tell Gu Xingchuan that Shen Li couldn’t ride a bicycle at all.
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