Zhuang Jingchun staggered from being hit, took two steps back, supported Xu Xizhouâs waist with both hands and glanced at Wang Miao.
âDo you have any other opinions?â
Wang Miao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He followed the two into the taxi and stared fiercely at Zhuang Jingchun with angry eyes.
âDonât think I donât know what kind of idea you have! You have a good idea! With me here, donât try to take advantage of him!â
Zhuang Jingchun didnât bother to talk to him.
Xu Xizhou lay on his shoulders after getting into the car, clinging like a puppy. Unresigned, Wang Miao grabbed Xu Xizhouâs arm, trying to take him to his side.
Zhuang Jingchun sneered, put his arms around Xu Xizhouâs waist, and let him sit on his lap.
The back of Xu Xizhouâs head touched the roof of the car. He has long limbs, so this sitting position was really uncomfortable. He was about to struggle, but he was pressed into the manâs arms. There was a faint cologne fragrance, and he couldnât tell what it was like, but it smelled surprisingly good. He was so addicted to that scent that he forgot to struggle for a moment.
Looking at their posture, Wang Miao turned pale.
The taxi stopped in front of the apartment. After getting off, Zhuang Jingchun directly carried Xu Xizhou on his shoulders. Xu Xizhouâs stomach was already feeling uncomfortable, now that he was hung upside down, his stomach was on fire, and he unconsciously struggled several times.
âCanât you carry him horizontally?â Wang Miao frowned.
Zhuang Jingchun completely regarded him as air. He took out the spare key that Xu Xizhou had given him before, opened the door of the apartment, strode in, and threw him on the bed.
âYou even have the key to his apartment?!â Wang Miao looked at the key in his hand in disbelief, his face turned green.
Xu Xizhou was too defenseless. How could he give the spare key to others casually?
âUghâŠâ
The person on the bed suddenly turned over and stumbled towards the bathroom with a pale face.
Soon, there was a sound of vomiting inside.
Xu Xizhou grabbed the toilet lid, throwing up so much that his stomach was cramping. He has always been a light drinker, and just now he was drinking a high-concentration mixed cocktail. His stomach couldnât handle it, and he vomited all his dinner.
âWho asked you to take him to drink?â
Zhuang Jingchun gave Wang Miao a sharp glare. He took a towel and wet it, then wiped Xu Xizhouâs face somewhat irritably.
Seeing Xu Xizhouâs uncomfortable look, Wang Miao felt a little guilty. He wanted to step forward to help but found that he couldnât find a chance to intervene.
âI just want him to relax. How could I have imagined that this guy is a terrible drinkerâŠâ
Xu Xizhou felt much better after vomiting. Zhuang Jingchun helped him onto the bed. He immediately turned to the wall and curled up in a corner.
Zhuang Jingchun sat by the bed, looked at his sleeping face, and after a while, realized that there was another person in the room.
âArenât you leaving yet?â
âThis is my closest brother. Why should I leave? Shouldnât you be the one to leave?â Wang Miao sat down on the carpet with his hands on his hips, âI will sleep here tonight.â
âAs you like.â
Zhuang Jingchun went to the bathroom to wash up. Wang Miao stared at him worriedly, but he was still jet-lagged and was getting sleepier. When Zhuang Jingchun came out, Wang Miao was so sleepy that he couldnât open his eyes, so he could only watch Zhuang Jingchun lying beside Xu Xizhou.
âIf you dare to do anything to him, I⊠I will fight you!â Wang Miao couldnât bear it any longer, and he fell asleep after saying that.
Zhuang Jingchun sneered and turned off the floor lamp by the bed.
Early spring sunlight streams in through the cracks in the blinds.
As soon as Xu Xizhou opened his eyes, he saw Zhuang Jingchunâs enlarged handsome face. He blinked in confusion, and it took him a long time to remember what had happened yesterday.
He remembered that Wang Miao seemed to take him to a bar for a drink, and then Zhuang Jingchun came⊠But what about Wang Miao?
He rubbed his hair and sat up, then saw Wang Miao curled up pitifully on the carpet.
He laughed unkindly, which woke up the other two at the same time.
âYou are heartless, you can still laugh.â Wang Miao cursed but was interrupted by the phone ringing before he finished speaking, and he stepped to the balcony to answer the phone with a displeased face.
Zhuang Jingchun touched the glasses on the bedside table and put them on. He had a stiff neck last night and didnât sleep very well, and now his whole body is covered with low air pressure.
Seeing him rubbing the back of his neck, Xu Xizhou tentatively asked, âA stiff neck?â
âYou should change to a bigger bed.â Zhuang Jingchunâs expression was not very good.
Both of them are more than 1.8 meters tall, and it was indeed a little cramped for them to be squeezed into this single bed. Xu Xizhou sneered, and squeezed his shoulders fawningly, âI learned some massage techniques from Yuan Mu before, and I will massage you.â
As soon as Wang Miao returned from the balcony, he saw Xu Xizhou sitting on the bed, giving Zhuang Jingchun a massage. His already bad complexion became even worse.
âWhatâs wrong? Something happened in China?â Xu Xizhou asked him.
âThe old man is sick and urges me to go back.â
Wang Miao massaged his scalp irritably. He had just asked his assistant to help him buy the fastest flight back to China.
When Xu Xizhou heard this, he immediately sat up from the bed and looked at him with concern.
âHow about I take you to the airport?â
âNo need, I have an aunt who lives nearby, and they sent a car to pick me up.â Wang Miao glanced at Zhuang Jingchun, worriedly pulled Xu Xizhou aside, and said in a low voice, âYouâd better be careful, Zhuang Jingchun is a scheming guy, donât be deceived by him.â âGot it.â Xu Xizhou replied perfunctorily and sent him out of the apartment.
Back at the apartment, looking at Zhuang Jingchun who had finished washing, Xu Xizhou suddenly sighed.
âI planned to go to Cornwall with Wang Miao today, and the travel plan is all set.â
Zhuang Jingchun stopped buttoning his buttons and turned to look at him with clear green eyes.
âIâm here, are you disappointed?â
Xu Xizhou shook his head hastily, and he eagerly approached Zhuang Jingchun with a smile on his lips, âHow about⊠you play with me?â
Half an hour later, Xu Xizhou drove his second-hand Honda, listened to the rock music on the car stereo, and happily hummed along.
Zhuang Jingchun was sitting in the co-pilot with an expression of unbearable pain.
âDo you have to listen to rock?â
âWhatâs the point of driving without listening to rock? Iâll get into a car accident if I listen to classical music.â
Xu Xizhou turned his head and glanced at him. He just bought a bunch of snacks and put them in the back seat.
âCan you help me take out that beef jerky? I want to eat it.â
âConcentrate on driving.â
âBut I really want to eatâŠâ
âTurn off the stereo.â
âForget it.â
The two made jokes all the way, driving alternately, and arrived in Cornwall, the most prestigious seaside city in the UK, in the afternoon.
After parking the car, Xu Xizhou couldnât wait to run to the beach. It was almost dusk, and the sunset over the sea was very spectacular. The orange sunset glow dyed the whole sky red, and white seagulls flew by occasionally.
He and Zhuang Jingchun sat on the soft sand, staring at the last ray of sunlight sinking into the water. The sky was completely dark, and the sea breeze became bitter. He was wearing a thin jacket and felt the cold a bit later.
âDid you bring any clothes?â
Xu Xizhou shivered and hugged his arm.
Zhuang Jingchun took off his cashmere coat and sighed helplessly, âCome here.â
There was a warm touch on his shoulders, and Xu Xizhou was encircled in his arms and wrapped in his coat.
Their cheeks inevitably touched. Xu Xizhou turned his face and wanted to say something but his eyes were attracted by the two pale lips.
He knew that Zhuang Jingchunâs facial features were superior and impeccable, but he never realized that his lips were so beautiful.