Ch128.1 - Accept or Rejec (2/2)

Zhou Sheng sat back on the bed and asked Yu Hao, “Are you hungry?”

Yu Hao was a little hungry, but he didn’t want to suffer on a winter night, “It’s almost dawn, I’ll eat when I send you off ba.”

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The neighbour started shouting again, then Zhou Sheng went over like a gust of wind and stood at his door. Yu Hao quickly took his camera, peeked out and started shooting photos in succession.

Zhou Sheng was barefoot as he jumped on the spot, spun in the air and kicked the neighbouring door with one foot. The entire door suddenly flew in with a loud bang, and the room fell deadly quiet. The otaku turned around, saw Zhou Sheng, and was dumbstruck for a moment.

Zhou Sheng entered the room calm and unruffled, grabbed the door and carried it back to the entrance, then hinged it back for him. “Keep it down a little, good night.”

Yu Hao, “……”

At 2am, the police came and recorded the testimonies of Yu Hao, Zhou Sheng, and the otaku.

Yu Hao took his recording pen out and said with a vexed expression, “Every night. I have recordings and videos too. See for yourselves ba.”

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

“Lower your volume a bit.” The police have apparently seen many such cases, and said to Zhou Sheng, “Couldn’t you have talked it out with him properly? Alright, regarding the repairs for the door, you guys can negotiate it between yourselves.”

After the police left, Zhou Sheng said to the otaku, “Call your aunt over, I’ll talk to her about the door tomorrow. This isn’t over, don’t joke around.”

That otaku used a chair to block the door and shivered all over throughout the night. Zhou Sheng and Yu Hao lay side by side in bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

“What are you thinking?” Zhou Sheng asked.

Yu Hao was thinking that he didn’t want to be apart from Zhou Sheng anymore at this moment. This was the first time in his life for him to be this afraid of the sunrise.

I admit defeat, I’ll go back with you ba, I won’t torture myself anymore.

But in the darkness, what Yu Hao said was, “It’s time to start on my graduation thesis, they’ve informed me to start preparing for my opening report.”

“Un?” Zhou Sheng looked at Yu Hao patiently, “When will you go home to write your thesis? Will you still come back here to work?”

Yu Hao stared at Zhou Sheng blankly. He knew that Zhou Sheng wanted him to return too.

“Is it very tiring for you at work?” Yu Hao said.

“It’s not. See, I even have the time to exercise.” Zhou Sheng said, “Go and run sometimes to destress, then you’ll feel better.”

Yu Hao said, “You must be really tired, right? I know. If I were by your side, you would be a lot better, and many things wouldn’t be as important anymore. At the very least, there would be someone waiting for you at home.”

Zhou Sheng didn’t speak. He fiddled around in the dark with the Golden Crow Wheel, which he tossed about in between his slender fingers. It reflected a faint light that peeked out from somewhere, like a sun hidden in a thick mass of dark clouds.

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“I’ll persevere for a few more days ba.” Yu Hao said in the end, “When you’re not by my side, I can still force myself to barely hold on. But as soon as you come, all the strength was sapped from my body.”

Zhou Sheng mocked, “You probably fell apart from getting fucked ba.”

Yu Hao, “……”

Yu Hao reached out to pull his ear. Zhou Sheng pushed him down, prepared for another round. Yu Hao relaxed a little and was ready to welcome his last, turbulent storm, yet Zhou Sheng let go of him gently and kissed his lips.

“Sleep ba.” Zhou Sheng said, “You still have to go to work tomorrow.” As he spoke, he pressed a hand against Yu Hao’s forehead and whispered, “Good night.”

Yu Hao fell asleep again. He had been rather sleepy for the past few days, and his sleep was always intermittent. He didn’t dream, and when he woke up in the morning, there was no Zhou Sheng by his side either. Breakfast was left on the table, with a note below it: the clothes will be delivered the day after tomorrow. Go to work first ba, work hard.

Yu Hao hugged the blanket, Zhou Sheng’s warmth still lingered beside him.