Chapter 21: Go to My Place?
Zhou Sijin didn’t forget to seek vent for his frustration verbally while his hands didn’t stay idle either.
In the large room, only Chen Wei’s occasional hurried and short breaths could be heard.
Although Chen Wei didn’t say a word about “missing” him, his body’s reaction couldn’t lie.
Until a “click” sounded—the sound of something being unfastened.
The moment Chen Wei’s thoughts returned, his mind dazed slightly.
Unfortunately, his whole person was held in Zhou Sijin’s arms; with no other choice, Chen Wei could only use his hands gripping Zhou Sijin’s shoulders and back to exert slight force.
Avoiding Zhou Sijin’s behavior of wanting to be intimate, Chen Wei took the opportunity to bury his head at his shoulder.
He panted with difficulty: “Let’s go back.”
Unlike Zhou Sijin, who had stayed abroad for several years, in order to accommodate him, although Chen Wei played uninhibitedly in bed, in his bones, he still carried that sense of traditional reserve and shame.
This restaurant was located in a prime area of Northern City.
The wall of the room near the main street had a personalized, huge floor-to-ceiling window design.
It might not be obvious during the day.
At night, the interior’s magnificence would be reflected by the lights through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, falling entirely into the eyes of passersby.
Chen Wei wasn’t afraid of the “ten thousand,” only the “one.”
What if there was someone in the building opposite?
Then, through that floor-to-ceiling window, everything happening in the room would be seen by someone without a single bit left out.
Zhou Sijin was in the excitement of developing a new location. He had just unfastened the leather buckle when his body was firmly held by Chen Wei’s hands.
Hearing Chen Wei’s words about “going back,” who knows what he thought of, but Zhou Sijin stopped his movements and suddenly froze on the spot.
Going back?
Back where?
Having said that, Zhou Sijin didn’t move for a long time.
The air suddenly became quiet.
Chen Wei keenly sensed something was wrong.
He carefully raised his head from Zhou Sijin’s shoulder. As soon as he turned his eyes, he happened to meet Zhou Sijin’s eyes.
The flat, waveless gaze made Chen Wei’s heart tighten.
He began to recall in his brain which sentence he had said wrong that made Zhou Sijin angry.
Thinking about it, only that unconscious “go back” could have been the problem.
Recalling that their every meeting was almost always at a hotel.
Then thinking about the rumor that Zhou Sijin’s relationship with his family was as incompatible as fire and water.
Chen Wei’s head suddenly twitched. He looked at Zhou Sijin, and who knows if it was the hormones in his body, but his mouth actually uncontrollably asked that sentence:
“How about… going to my place?”
“…”
The words were out; it was too late for Chen Wei to regret them.
He had clearly agreed to clear his relationship with Zhou Sijin; how did he end up bringing the man back to his own home in a muddle-headed way?
Looking at the gaze in Zhou Sijin’s eyes that became brighter and brighter because of his “going to my place.”
Chen Wei knit his brows and clenched his palms.
After thinking deeply for a long time, he slowly relaxed his clenched fingers.
Raising his head, his gaze stared closely at Zhou Sijin, and then, as if having made a certain decision, he quickly changed his words and said:
“How about… still doing it here—”
The word “here” hadn’t even finished when Zhou Sijin had already quickly picked him up from where he stood.
He put the person down, finished tidying himself up, and then bent down to pull the person into his arms again.
Zhou Sijin strode toward the door, his tough and undeniable attitude crashing into Chen Wei’s ears from above word for word.
“Going to your place.”
On the way to the underground garage, Chen Wei took out his phone and made time to send a message to Han Chi, telling him to go back first.
When he received Chen Wei’s message, Han Chi was sitting in the car staring dazed at the business card in his hand.
Although Xiao Wei told him to be at ease, with the matter being what it was, Han Chi couldn’t help but dwell on it.
He didn’t know if the “handling it” Chen Wei spoke of meant finding Zhou Sijin.
But over these years, if Zhou Sijin really had Xiao Wei in his heart, they wouldn’t have been spinning their wheels in the entertainment industry for three years.
Zhou Sijin probably couldn’t be counted on.
However, his family background also couldn’t provide any help with the breach of contract penalty.
Chen Wei was even more out of the question.
He had that kind of family.
His parents divorced when he was nine, and from then on, he lost contact with his mother’s side.
When he was ten, his only five-year-old brother accidentally went missing, and there had been no news to this day.
And that father of his, who would ask him for money from time to time because of gambling and could only be quiet for a few days when he was caught and sent to the station—who wouldn’t say it was a mess after seeing that?
Turning off the phone, Han Chi leaned against the seat back, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.
Opening his eyes again, Han Chi’s originally hesitant gaze now had a touch of determination.
Reopening his phone, after finding Xu Cheng’s number, he dialed it without any hesitation.
As long as they had been together, this was the first time Zhou Sijin had come to Chen Wei’s place.
It was a very ordinary residential complex, located in a remote area, with a total floor area of less than 200 square meters.
To put it bluntly, the place was so small it couldn’t even match one-third of the swimming pool in the Zhou family’s old residence.
The two entered the door, and Chen Wei bent down to get shoes for him.
Zhou Sijin took the opportunity to look up and survey the room.
Finally, he knit his brows and dropped a sentence that was enough to kill someone with anger:
“You live here?”
Chen Wei’s hand holding the slippers for him froze in place.
After a long time, he suppressed the urge to kick the man out and tossed the slippers directly to Zhou Sijin’s feet as if in a huff.
After changing into his slippers, Chen Wei stood up and went into the room.
If it weren’t for the fact that Zhou Sijin had backed him up several times today, he wouldn’t bother to pay attention to him.
Zhou Sijin had an eccentric personality, and Chen Wei didn’t want to say much, fearing that saying too much would lead to an error and make Zhou Sijin unhappy.
In any case, it was just a place to live.
If Zhou Sijin wanted to check, he could find this place anytime.
A house couldn’t become a drag on his departure.
Thinking this way, Chen Wei’s heart also felt much more relieved.
It was Zhou Sijin instead.
Looking at the pair of slippers at his feet that were clearly not brand new, he became hesitant.
Until Chen Wei went into the bedroom, Zhou Sijin still stood in place, with no intention of moving.
When Chen Wei came out of the bedroom after changing into loungewear, this was what he saw of Zhou Sijin.
He looked at the slippers on the floor and then at Zhou Sijin; Chen Wei knew perfectly well in his heart the reason Zhou Sijin hadn’t moved for a long time.
Pretending not to understand and retracting his gaze, Chen Wei moved toward the cabinet.
Zhou Sijin, who had been given the cold shoulder, didn’t get angry either.
He just took out his phone on the spot and fumbled with it for a long time.
Who knows how much time passed, but Zhou Sijin finally turned off his phone with satisfaction.
Raising his head, he didn’t change his shoes either; he just walked toward Chen Wei, who was drinking water by the cabinet.
“!!!”
Chen Wei’s eyes went straight.
Standing still in front of Chen Wei, Zhou Sijin spoke with bold confidence:
“I have germaphobia.”
Without warning, the water cup in his hand was snatched away.
Chen Wei just watched Zhou Sijin raise the cup and then, without any hesitation, drink the leftover water he had finished drinking in the cup.
Chen Wei was speechless.
“Didn’t you say you have germaphobia?”
Putting down the cup in his hand, leaning against the cabinet’s bar counter, Zhou Sijin forcefully pressed the person there.
Leaning down to continue the kiss the two hadn’t finished at the restaurant just now, Zhou Sijin explained while nibbling:
“It depends on the person.”
Translator’s Note:
- Prime area (黃金地段 – Huángjīn dìduàn): Literally “Golden Area.” This refers to high-value real estate.
- “Afraid of the ten thousand, only the one” (不怕一萬，只怕萬一 – Bù pà yīwàn, zhǐ pà wànyī): A common idiom meaning “don’t fear the common occurrences, fear the one-in-ten-thousand chance.”
- Negative 38th-tier family: A-Wei’s family background is so tragic! A gambling father and a missing brother. No wonder he’s so sober and “Buddhist” about life.
Zhou Sijin drinking A-Wei’s leftover water? That’s basically an indirect kiss but for people who are already together, it’s just pure domestic flirting. “It depends on the person”—classic ML line!
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