Chapter 92: Make You Call Me Brother (12)
Song Zhi was oblivious and analyzed earnestly:
“They’re not the same type. Brother Nian looks like a top-tier Alpha, the kind you don’t mess with. That Alpha looks approachable, the sunny and cheerful type. He probably gets a lot of people liking him, right?”
Lin Mo was about to kick Song Zhi again when Gu Yinnian suddenly spoke:
“If you kick me again, I’m going to beat you.”
Lin Mo gasped and quickly covered. “Whoa! Brother Nian! Your legs are so long, I’m envious.”
Gu Yinnian sneered and looked at Song Zhi.
“Do I look very unlikable?”
Song Zhi, suddenly singled out, felt a chill on his back.
“I didn’t mean that!”
Gu Yinnian understood. “Then tell me, if that Alpha dares to ask Xiao Ji for his contact info, will Xiao Ji give it to him?”
Song Zhi had been single since birth and was formerly a study-obsessed scholar; he knew nothing about relationships. Furthermore, he couldn’t figure out the situation between Gu Yinnian and Xiao Ji, so he didn’t dare speak recklessly.
Song Zhi didn’t say anything, but on the other side, Xiao Ji quickly gave everyone the answer.
Gu Yinnian watched as Xiao Ji, smooth as anything, held up his phone screen to the Alpha.
The Alpha immediately took out his phone, scanned Xiao Ji’s screen, and said something with a smile.
When Xiao Ji returned, he found the atmosphere at the table strangely eerie.
He handed the phone back to Gu Yinnian. “What’s wrong?”
At that moment, Gu Yinnian felt a profound strangeness between him and Xiao Ji.
He remembered the past.
Xiao Ji used to refuse to talk to anyone but him. Whenever someone tried to strike up a conversation, Xiao Ji would push Gu Yinnian forward.
He could still recall asking Xiao Ji why, and Xiao Ji looking at him with those dark, bright eyes, saying:
“You don’t like it.”
Now, after two years apart, Xiao Ji seemed to no longer care whether he liked it or not.
Gu Yinnian suddenly lost the desire to speak. He shook his head, took his phone, pocketed it, and said indifferently:
“Nothing.”
On the walk back to the dorms after dinner, neither Gu Yinnian nor Xiao Ji spoke.
Xiao Ji noticed that Gu Yinnian seemed unhappy.
He brushed the back of his hand—the one wearing the ring—lightly against Gu Yinnian’s hand.
“Angry?”
Gu Yinnian dodged him, his mouth stubborn. “No.”
Xiao Ji gave an “Oh” and fell silent again.
A while later, when they reached the dorms, Gu Yinnian couldn’t hold it in anymore. He said to Lin Mo, “You go back first.”
Lin Mo was perceptive. Seeing that Gu Yinnian probably wanted to be alone with Xiao Ji, he agreed and headed back to Dorm Area 8.
Song Zhi looked at Xiao Ji, then at Gu Yinnian, unsure of where he stood. He asked tentatively:
“Should I go back first too?”
Gu Yinnian felt Song Zhi lacked a bit of emotional intelligence, but he didn’t take it out on him. He nodded.
Song Zhi, receiving permission, sighed in relief and hurried into the dorm building.
Once Lin Mo and Song Zhi had disappeared into the dorm gates, Gu Yinnian looked at Xiao Ji.
“Let’s talk.”
They found a bench not far from the street and sat down.
Gu Yinnian spun the ring on his finger.
“When I said I didn’t know you, that was out of anger. Don’t take it to heart.”
He really had been angry. Xiao Ji coming back was a huge deal, yet no one had told him.
He hadn’t known when Xiao Ji would differentiate or when he would return. He had been hoping, waiting, dreaming of picking Xiao Ji up at the airport.
Instead, Xiao Ji had returned silently, standing before him coldly, without a trace of the excitement of a reunion.
Although he knew Xiao Ji had always been like this, that indescribable sense of unfamiliarity made Gu Yinnian feel wronged.
Just like now—Gu Yinnian apologized first, and Xiao Ji merely nodded and gave a lukewarm response:
“It doesn’t matter.”
Gu Yinnian suddenly felt his defenses crumbling. “Did we communicate too little over these two years? Why do I suddenly feel like I don’t know you anymore?”
Xiao Ji looked into his eyes. “I haven’t changed. You’re the one holding back with me.”
Gu Yinnian denied it, avoiding Xiao Ji’s gaze. “I’m not. I haven’t changed either.”
Xiao Ji didn’t plan to save Gu Yinnian’s face right now.
All of Gu Yinnian’s awkwardness was self-inflicted; keeping words bottled up and fighting with himself.
“Then why didn’t you just say it? Whether you wanted to see my dorm and roommate, or ask about the person who took my contact info—you wanted to ask.”
“If it were before, you wouldn’t just ask; you’d make decisions for me without a second thought. What are you being awkward about now?”
Hearing this made Gu Yinnian irritable.
He knew where the problem lay, but he felt his relationship with Xiao Ji was different now.
Xiao Ji had grown better-looking. Standing there so vibrantly, he felt like a stranger.
Xiao Ji’s parents had left him a large inheritance. To put it bluntly, Gu Yinnian used to rely on the fact that Xiao Ji lived in his house and ate his food to act as his big brother without restraint.
Now that Xiao Ji was living independently and freely, they seemed to be from different worlds.
And over the past two years, whether it was the money Xiao Ji sent to Chen Lan or to him, it felt like Xiao Ji was subtly drawing a line under their past relationship.
He frowned. “You said it yourself—that was before. It was reckless. I didn’t consider your feelings back then; whatever I said went, and I made you listen to my arrangements for everything. What right do I have now?”
“You’ve grown up, Xiao Ji. You lived alone abroad for two years. Without me interfering, you must have long gotten used to handling your own relationships.”
Xiao Ji knew Gu Yinnian was scared.
He reached out suddenly and touched Gu Yinnian’s cheek.
“I told you, I haven’t changed. I still need you just the same.”
Gu Yinnian felt the slight coolness of Xiao Ji’s palm and grabbed his wrist.
“If I keep interfering with you, you’ll get annoyed with me.”
Xiao Ji was certain. “I won’t.”
Gu Yinnian didn’t speak.
Xiao Ji held Gu Yinnian’s hand and obediently pressed his cheek against Gu Yinnian’s palm.
“I missed you very much. I came back for you.”
Gu Yinnian raised his brows. Seeing Xiao Ji submissive just like when they were young, his heart felt like it was sinking into something soft.
He asked, “Will my pheromones hurt you?”
Xiao Ji shook his head. “No.”
This expression of Xiao Ji’s brought back the familiar feelings of the past.
Gu Yinnian’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He suddenly pinched Xiao Ji’s cheek.
“If that’s the case, then who gave you the nerve to add another Alpha’s contact info right in front of me?”
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