The atmosphere was tense.
Cheng Bin didn’t expect Qin Cheng to owe so much money. For an ordinary family, it was a sum large enough to crush their lives, but for the eldest young master of Chuan City, he could easily gather it without alarming his parents.
“These two are still bragging here! Looking for death?!” Cheng Bin sneered, “Do you really think there is no one on our side?”
Qin Cheng, Jian Heng, and Shao Ze all turned to look at him——this one had just downed a glass of baijiu.
“Do you know who we are? Have you heard of Cheng Hailie from Chuan City? My dad! Just a flick of his finger, and bam——”
Qin Cheng thought he was going to crush these three people to death.
“Just pay back the money!” Cheng Bin arrogantly raised his chin.
Qin Cheng felt relieved and suddenly wanted to laugh. He was truly a law-abiding, pampered son of a wealthy family[mfn]公子哥 (gōng zǐ gē): dandy; playboy; pampered son of a wealthy or influential family; beau.[/mfn].
Perhaps it was the aura that the three of them brought with them——the aura that belonged to the big city’s big families, which was too obvious, or perhaps Jian Heng’s combat power was too freaking awesome. The three debt collectors hesitated for a moment, cursed, and then left.
The way they left was quite funny; they all deliberately avoided Jian Heng and walked along the wall on the other side.
“I’ll go check on my mom first.” Qin Cheng glanced at them, turned around, and pushed the door open. “You guys go back first.”
Jian Heng hummed and patted him on the back.
Song Yingmei was still sitting on the sofa, but her phone was set aside, and she was staring straight at the door.
Qin Cheng curled his lips into a smile, looking as if nothing had happened.
“The money for this month has been transferred,” he leaned over and sat next to her. “It’s okay, Mom; they all left. They just came to vent their emotions. They didn’t do anything to me; they didn’t even lay a hand on me. They couldn’t beat me anyway.”
Song Yingmei touched his face, her lips trembled, and tears finally fell: “If only Mom were in better health——”
“Mom,” Qin Cheng raised his hand to wipe her tears, “I’ve said it before: I’m the pillar of the family. I earn money to support the family, and you’re responsible for being as beautiful as a flower. Didn’t we agree on this? Why do you still keep worrying?”
“I feel distressed for you; you’re still so young…” Song Yingmei felt bitter inside.
“I’m already eighteen, not a child anymore.” Qin Cheng hugged her gently, swaying her slightly. “Besides, it’s natural for you to feel distressed for me. You’re my mom, and I’m your son. It’s only right for us to care for each other.”
“And,” Qin Cheng’s lips curled up as he thought of something, “I’m not alone anymore. I have friends now, and we share the burden together.”
“Really, I’m not lying,” Qin Cheng thought for a moment but still didn’t tell her about Jian Heng helping them pay off the debt. It’s better to keep the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship simple. “Besides, Lao Li told me that if I can keep up with my current training, and if I work hard on my cultural classes, I can definitely get into the National Sports University. Mom, the National Sports University, it’s super freaking awesome. In the future, when you go out, you can tell people, ‘My son is from the National Sports University!'”
Song Yingmei laughed at his joke, but after a while, she sighed, “Mom is very happy.”
“Happy but still sighing,” Qin Cheng sighed in relief.
“I’ve always been afraid that you would give up something because of me,” Song Yingmei said. “Mom doesn’t want to be a burden to you. You’re still young. Look at the kids your age; aren’t they all enjoying life with their parents…”
“I’m enjoying life too, very much,” Qin Cheng said, being cheeky.
“Just focus on your exams. Mom’s health is getting better day by day, and I can take care of myself,” Song Yingmei said.
“I know,” Qin Cheng elongated his words in agreement, “My mom is amazing~”
“You’re so glib!” Song Yingmei gave him a light slap, wiped her tears, and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not getting worked up. Tonight, I still have to knit a sweater with Auntie Tan over video call.”
“Another video knitting session?” Qin Cheng picked up her phone. “Can your knitting WeChat group handle it? More than ten people on a video call at once.”
“We use the software you students use for online tutoring. It doesn’t lag, and we can mute and unmute the sound,” Song Yingmei said.
“That’s so advanced.” Qin Cheng laughed, then comforted her for a while before being shooed out.
“You guys are still eating; go accompany your classmates. Go on.”
***
Across the room, a few people were sitting on the sofa, their expressions serious.
Shao Ze was the first to speak: “Qin Cheng——what’s going on? How did he end up owing so much money?”
“His dad ran over someone; compensation money,” Jian Heng said.
“Compensating this much…” Cheng Bin realized something and closed his mouth.
“You paid it all off for him?” Shiao Ze frowned. “Doesn’t that mean you had to involve your mom——”
“Mm,” Jian Heng glanced at the door. “Don’t mention it to him.”
“We’re not the type to gossip, but you…” Shao Ze hesitated for a few seconds. “From a brother’s perspective, I have to tell you this…”
“No need to say more; I know what I’m doing. If you say one more word, I’ll kick you out.” Jian Heng took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and glanced at the door again.
“Fine,” Shao Ze sighed. “Looking at your state, you probably won’t listen anyway. He’ll be back soon, right? He was explaining things to his mother.”
“Mm,” Jian Heng said.
When Qin Cheng pushed the door open and came in, three heads turned to look at him. “It’s fine now. The food has cooled down; let’s heat it up.”
Jian Heng stood up and walked towards the kitchen: “I’ll help.”
“Mm.” Qin Cheng followed him and closed the kitchen door.
Jian Heng didn’t ask any questions, directly pulling him into an embrace, his hand gently stroking his back: “It’s okay; I’m here.”
Qin Cheng didn’t think much of it at first; he had been through this for so many years. But the moment Jian Heng said those words, his nose suddenly felt a bit sour.
“Really, it’s fine,” Qin Cheng paused. “My mom is a bit upset; I just need to comfort her for a while.”
“He used to come and make a scene. After all, his loved ones are no longer here, so it’s normal to feel resentful.” Qin Cheng rested his chin on Jian Heng’s shoulder, tightening his arms around him. The scent of Jian Heng was calming. “No big moves, at most just a bit of a scuffle, and he can’t beat me.”
“But you didn’t fight back,” Jian Heng frowned. “You have no reason not to fight back, you know?”
“I know,” Qin Cheng sniffed. “Next time, I will definitely fight back.”
After a while, Qin Cheng said, “About that money…”
“I have it,” Jian Heng interrupted him. “Once it’s paid back, there will be no more issues. They won’t come to bother Auntie Song either.”
Qin Cheng felt a slight warmth in his eyes, but he fiercely suppressed it.
“I’ll think of a way…” Qin Cheng knew he had money, but he never thought of borrowing it from him. This time, he took out so much at once, and Qin Cheng wondered where the money came from.
Maybe it was because of his unreliable father; Qin Cheng had a hunch that this money was related to his mother.
“My paternal aunt gave it to me,” Jian Heng patted his back, “afraid I would starve to death in Jinhua.”
“Really?” Qin Cheng couldn’t help but look up, but Jian Heng’s expression was flawless, so he could only accept this explanation for the time being.
“Really,” Jian Heng said, “now I’m your creditor.”
Qin Cheng was stunned for a few seconds, then realized, suddenly feeling relaxed, resting his head back on his shoulder: “If you put it like that, I don’t have much money either. Hey, this creditor, can I pay you back with my body? Look at this young and energetic body of mine; isn’t it a good material to be a 1?”
Jian Heng’s voice carried a smile: “No.”
“Hey.” Qin Cheng sighed. Why was it so difficult to turn things around?
***
At the dinner table, a few people were trying to lighten the mood. Cheng Bin, with a lisp, said he wanted to rent the most luxurious hotel: “I can’t take it anymore, not at all… can’t take it! It’s too cold!”
“Cheng’er, do you have… any recommendations?”
Qin Cheng thought for a few seconds and said: “There’s a hotel across from our school. Other than being a bit expensive, everything else is pretty good. I’ve been there once, and it’s quite warm.”
Jian Heng’s hand, which was picking up food for him, paused in mid-air. Looking at him, he asked: “What did you go there for?”
“Tan Qi’s dad runs it.” Qin Cheng couldn’t help but smile; his boyfriend looked so damn handsome when he was inspecting the situation. “I went to help clean.”
“Oh,” Jian Heng put the meat into his bowl, “Next time, take me along.”
“Sure, let’s tie ourselves together,” Qin Cheng was overjoyed. “Wherever we go, we’ll take each other.”
Shao Ze and Cheng Bin looked at each other in surprise.
Finally, Shao Ze took a sip of wine and said to Cheng Bin: “Let’s buy standing tickets and leave overnight; the impact is a bit too much.”
Cheng Bin, a bit tipsy, nodded: “Too much; I’m a man who just got dumped.”
***
That evening, Qin Cheng suggested they stay there while he and Jian Heng went to his place. The two of them refused.
“Forget it,” Shao Ze supported Cheng Bin. “We’ll stay at a hotel; we won’t disturb you.”
“Don’t be so polite.” Qin Cheng handed him a bag of oranges. “Take these; Auntie Song gave them to you.”
Shao Ze took the oranges: “Why do I feel like you’re cursing me, buying oranges.”
“How could that be? Is Ge the kind of person who holds grudges? Qin Cheng patted him on the shoulder. “Just stand here and don’t move. I’ll get you two more cotton-padded jackets.”
***
That night, there was no moon, and outside the window was pitch black, like a dark hole.
Qin Cheng rested his chin on Jian Heng’s arm, lying on the bed while looking at his phone.
Actually, he didn’t know what he was looking at, just opening and closing apps one by one.
His mind was a mess, a tangled ball of yarn with no end in sight.
Ding! His phone rang.
“Lao Xu @ all members?” Qin Cheng opened it, reading as he went, “Wishing all students a pleasant holiday, and hoping you relax while not falling behind in your studies… The test papers will all be graded the day after tomorrow, and the results will be out by five o’clock the day after tomorrow…”
Jian Heng, lying flat, was watching a soccer game on his phone. Hearing this, he turned his head and said: “Pretty fast.”
“Yeah,” Qin Cheng turned and leaned next to him, “I don’t know what kind of dog I’ll be on the test.”
Qin Cheng’s voice was weak.
“Feeling down?” Jian Heng put down his phone, turned to his side, held his hand, and lightly scratched his palm with his fingertips. “Want to go out and have some fun tomorrow?”
“Not that I’m feeling down, it’s just…” Qin Cheng took a deep breath. “How should I put it? It’s a bit awkward.”
The creditor had become Jian Heng; the money was still to be paid as per the contract, but he didn’t have to worry about those people causing trouble for his mom while he wasn’t around.
Logically, he should feel completely relaxed. But his heart was twisted up; ever since he saw that Guo Yangxia today, it had been twisted, it had been twisted, as if it couldn’t be straightened out.
He urgently needed to untwist this feeling; otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable all over.
“Heng Heng…” Qin Cheng bumped his head against his neck and rubbed it vigorously. “Let them go back tomorrow. I want to do something big.”
Jian Heng’s hand that was gently stroking his gland paused: “Tomorrow?”
“Mm,” Qin Cheng’s voice was muffled against his neck, low and soft, “Give me a big treat; otherwise, I’ll be really sad…”
Jian Heng hugged him, his palm stroking his back, the warmth of his palm a bit hot, his tone serious: “Let’s buy them sleeper tickets tonight and let them leave.”
“Ah?” Qin Cheng looked up at him, unable to help but laugh, “Isn’t that a bit unkind?”
“Does it matter?” Jian Heng picked up his phone and sent a message, “The 10 AM one; Cheng Bin will be sober.”
Two minutes later, Shao Ze replied with a voice message: “You two, please be human. I’m begging you.”
Qin Cheng laughed so hard he kept hitting the bed.
***
Early the next morning, Qin Cheng was woken up by ‘Little Scooter’. Groggily, he reached out from under the blanket to answer the call, but before he could move, Jian Heng lifted his hand and pulled him back under the blanket.
“Hello? Who?” Qin Cheng was too sleepy to even look at the caller ID.
“We’re leaving! No need to see us off!” Cheng Bin’s loud voice came through, with the sound of wind howling on the other end of the line, “Bye!”
After saying that, he immediately hung up.
Qin Cheng looked at his phone in a daze, and after a while, said: “These two are retaliating. Damn… it’s only 6:20. Cheng Bin’s retaliation cost is too high, waking up this early.”
Jian Heng hugged him from behind. Upon hearing this, he immediately grabbed the phone and threw it aside. He gently bit his gland, his voice thick with sleep: “Sleep, turn off your phone.”
Qin Cheng moved his neck and snuggled deeper into the blanket, his back pressed against Jian Heng’s warm chest and abs. Sleepiness hit him in an instant: “Good night…”
The two slept soundly until the sun was high in the sky.
Qin Cheng sat on the sofa, looking through the contents of the black plastic bags one by one. His face visibly thickened with each passing moment, and after half an hour of picking and choosing, his ears hadn’t even turned red.
“Missing something?” Jian Heng came over with two cups of tea, handed one to him, sat down beside him, took a sip of tea, and asked: “Do you need to go buy something?”
“Missing something?” Qin Cheng, holding a box of ‘Ultra-Thin Sensation’, suddenly turned his head, feeling that his professionalism was being questioned. He looked at him with absolute certainty, “Impossible. Your Ge here has checked on Baidu no less than eighty times. Definitely not missing anything.”
Jian Heng rummaged through the bag’s contents, his long, slender fingers contrasting with the items inside, giving off an inexplicable aura of restraint, which made people’s eyes widen.
Qin Cheng glanced at him: “Missing? Not missing? My face was almost burning at that time; you didn’t see the look that clerk gave me, tsk, unforgettable for a lifetime.”
“Qin Cheng.” Jian Heng suddenly called out to him, the corners of his mouth curving, making his heart skip a beat.
It’s no exaggeration to say that he couldn’t get enough of Jian Heng’s smile in his lifetime. Even though the two of them had known each other for such a long time and had kissed and hugged each other, seeing it so suddenly still made his heart warm.
He heard himself ask: “What?”
Ah, my boyfriend is so handsome; can I kiss him now? Is it inappropriate to talk while holding these things? If the gun accidentally goes off, could I pass it off as a 1?
“Fucking you.” Jian Heng said.
The moment Jian Heng opened his mouth, Qin Cheng felt not only his heart but also the lower half of his body heat up.
However, Jian Heng followed up with, “Forgot to buy lubricant; can’t do it.”
“Ah?” Qin Cheng didn’t have time to care about whether they could do it or not. He quickly rummaged through the bag and finally just dumped everything out onto the coffee table, creating a spectacular scene. “It can’t be. I remember I chose it, strawberry flavor. Did the clerk forget to pack it for me…”
“Isn’t watermelon flavor good?” Jian Heng leaned on the sofa and watched him rummage. “Just go buy it later.”
“You go,” Qin Cheng stopped, leaned back on the sofa, and said seriously, “Each do it once, as agreed.”
“It’s just buying something,” Jian Heng said.
“…” It didn’t work; Qin Cheng was very satisfied with his initial ‘three times’ agreement. At least there was a chance to turn things around on the fourth time. “Fine, just remember to wear a mask, wear my black down jacket, and put on a hat too.”
“Am I going to steal sex toys?” Jian Heng stood up and walked towards the bedroom. “It’s not like I’m not paying; why cover up so much.”
“If you have the ability, don’t wear a mask,” Qin Cheng lazily collapsed on the sofa, eagerly anticipating his embarrassed, red-eared look. “Hey, why don’t I go with you? I’ll wait outside.”
“Let’s go.” Jian Heng was indifferent.
…
“Are you really not considering wearing a mask?” Seeing Jian Heng casually heading towards the pharmacy, Qin Cheng quickly grabbed him, “Jian Gege, Little Brother is convinced; please wear one. If someone asks who your boyfriend is, you won’t even be able to answer.”
“I’ll just say my boyfriend is the most handsome one standing outside the door.” Jian Heng smiled.
“That’s a good point.” Qin Cheng watched as Jian Heng pushed the door open, instantly admiring him to the ground. MUA[mfn]MUA的 (MUA de): a popular Internet term, originally meant Mail User Agent. Now mua has evolved into an onomatopeia, meaning “kiss”. Of course, mua can also be translated into “buy buy buy” in WeChat code.[/mfn], maybe this is the difference between 1 and 0?
When Jian Heng came out holding a black plastic bag with a normal expression, Qin Cheng really wanted to kneel down and bow to him in public.
Jian-ge is freaking awesome! Jian-ge is really impressive! What kind of stuff is his face made of? This person wants it too!
“Bought five bottles.” Jian Heng walked closer, lifted the bag, and shook it, causing a clattering sound that made one’s heart itch.
“Five bottles?” Qin Cheng quickly moved over to take it, stopping him from displaying certain items in broad daylight. “Why didn’t you just buy a whole box?”
“You want a whole box?” Jian Heng turned around to head back. “You should have said so earlier.”
“Don’t,” Qin Cheng grabbed him and pulled him back. “Big brother, I was wrong. Let’s go home. My heart can’t take it anymore. Have you forgotten that I am a fragile and delicate flower?”
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After finishing the next ABO, I’ll start~ the love story of an older man~ Still a strong pairing~ The synopsis is below~ Come and take a look~~~~
Title: 《Professor Yin, Your Takeout![mfn]尹教授，你的外賣！ (Yǐn jiào shòu, nǐ de wài mài!): T/N: Looks like the author changed the title. It was now 白切黑教授追妻火葬場 (Bái qiē hēi jiào shòu zhuī qī huǒ zàng chǎng), White on Black Professor’s Wife-chasing Crematorium. The synopsis is also a bit different. Here’s the Link. White on black: 白切黑 (bái qiè hēi), refers to a person or character who looks cute, innocent and harmless, but is actually a black-bellied boss who is ruthless, decisive and ruthless. 白切黑 (bái qiè hēi), white on black, and 黑切白 (hēi qiè bái), black on white, were originally popular terms in the anime circle, using colors to represent the light and dark sides of a character. 白切黑 means that a character may appear innocent and cute on the surface, but is actually a dark and ruthless boss who is decisive and cruel. 黑切白 is the opposite of 白切黑, meaning that a character may appear to be very dark, but is actually very kind.[/mfn]》
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Yue Zheng, a single man in his late twenties, stands at 1.88 meters tall, has a handsome face, and a good physique. Unfortunately, his parents squandered all their money on gambling and drugs, leaving behind a massive debt and a younger sister, Yue Xiaoqing, whom he had to take care of, before disappearing without a trace.
On his 30th birthday, feeling frustrated, Yue Zheng spent some money and went to the bar to have a good time. Under the influence of alcohol, he clashed with a ‘well-dressed scoundrel’ wearing glasses.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one knew him, Yue Zheng, holding a bottle of alcohol, made bold threats, as if he were back in his rebellious high school days: “Compete with your dad? You should know your own weight!”
What should have been a deadly confrontation turned into a farce. Yue Zheng, who was swaying from the alcohol, was so drunk that he didn’t even get a chance to make a move before the ‘well-dressed scoundrel’ subdued him. The person even slipped a contact number into his clothes in an ambiguous manner.
When they parted, Yin Lou’s low, husky voice lingered in his ear: “You’re very sexy, see you next time.”
The second meeting was at Yue Xiaoqing’s parent-teacher meeting. Yue Zheng rode his old-fashioned bike, braving the rain to rush her to school, looking like a drowned rat as he protectively escorted her inside. Just as he got off the bike, he saw Yin Lou, impeccably dressed in a suit, standing next to a little kid.
Yin Lou glanced at his bike, then at him for a moment, and smiled meaningfully: “Long time no see.”
The third meeting was when Yue Zheng delivered food to a university. In a rush, he still ended up being late. As he pushed the door open, he apologized repeatedly: “Sorry, sorry, sorry——”
Yin Lou stood in front of him wearing a white lab coat, exuding an elegant demeanor. A female student beside him called out: “Professor Yin.”
For the first time in his life, Yue Zheng gave up on the idea of making Yue Xiaoqing study hard for the graduate entrance exam and pursue a PhD.
Tips:
1. Rough man, carefree, takeout delivery guy, SHOU X black-bellied, scheming, university professor, GONG (all very manly, strong characters).
2. Both GONG and SHOU are bent, no switching roles.
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僵持不下 (jiāng chí bù xià): to be in a deadlock with both sides unyielding; ended in a deadlock.東拼西湊 (dōng pīn xī còu): to assemble bits and pieces; to gather from all over the place; put all sorts of things together; form a patchwork quit; have to pinch and scrape and calculate in every way; scrape together; cobble together; patch up; piece together; gather from various sources; to put together something in a disorderly manner.
日上三竿 (rì shàng sān gān): the sun is three poles high—it’s quite late in the morning; late in the day; The sun rises as high as three bamboo poles; Describes that the sun is rising very high and the time is late, it also describes people getting up too late.
擦槍走火 (cā qiāng zǒu huǒ): to shoot accidentally while polishing a gun; to have unintended (and serious) consequences; a minor incident sparks a war; to result in unintended pregnancy; to have unintended sex.
五體投地 (wǔ tǐ tóu dì): lit. five body parts (both hands/elbows, both knees and head) touching the ground; (Buddhism) to prostrate oneself (as the highest form of worship); to prostrate oneself before someone in admiration; to admire with the utmost sincerity; to prostrate oneself in admiration (idiom); to adulate sb; be full of admiration; worship; be in awe; to kneel down with both hands, knees and head. It is the most respectful etiquette in ancient Indian Buddhism. It is a metaphor for extreme admiration.
光天化日 (guāng tiān huà rì): in broad daylight; the full light of day (idiom); fig. peace and prosperity; light of the day.
銷聲匿跡 (xiāo shēng nì jì): to keep silent and lie low; to vanish (from the public eye); to disappear from the scene; to vanish without trace (idiom); disappear without a trace; vanish from sight; become silent and unseen; go underground; drop out of sight; fade into obscurity; to no longer speak publicly or show up in public. It describes hiding and not making a sound or showing up.
衣冠禽獸 (yī guān qín shòu): lit. dressed up animal (idiom); a beast in human clothing; beast in human attire; gentleman in appearance but a beast in conduct; immoral or despicable person; well-dressed man of beastly temper; brute; a beast wearing clothes and hats, and is a metaphor for people with bad morals and despicable behavior.
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