Part 4
Tang Yue felt that made sense and hung up the phone in seconds.
He had made a demo of the new song before, but the specific content wasn’t finished. After hanging up, he went to the room to tinker with it.
When Jiang Shulu finished the meeting and came out, he found Tang Yue singing in the bathroom.
The water was rushing, and he was humming a new tune, making one’s heart soften.
Jiang Shulu called him: “Xiao Yue.”
The bathroom was steamy, and Tang Yue didn’t hear him.
Jiang Shulu called again. Only then did Tang Yue respond and looked outside the glass door.
Jiang Shulu had changed into loungewear and was standing outside looking at him.
Tang Yue opened the door directly and pulled the person in.
Jiang Shulu: “My shoes.”
Tang Yue: “They’re wet.”
The shower water was running high. Jiang Shulu could barely open his eyes and could only embrace the young man leaning against him.
Jiang Shulu: “Why aren’t you taking a bath?”
Tang Yue: “If you don’t soak with me, I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep.”
Jiang Shulu: “Does this happen when you are with Xiao Mie too?”
Tang Yue: “So I don’t soak much, or I do it with Xiao Mie, he will call me.”
Jiang Shulu thought about that scene and smiled: “You used to fall asleep while soaking.”
Tang Yue: “Third Brother came in to wake me and even slipped.”
Jiang Shulu: “You pushed me too.”
Tang Yue felt a bit guilty: “I thought back then I couldn’t disturb your romance.”
Jiang Shulu: “What about now? Why is Mr. Tang leaning on me?”
Tang Yue was still covered in bubbles. Pressing against Jiang Shulu with the shower water falling, Jiang Shulu only felt him slippery to the touch, almost unable to hold onto Tang Yue.
Tang Yue: “I wrote a new song.”
Jiang Shulu gave an “En.”
Tang Yue leaned closer, the tip of his nose touching Jiang Shulu’s. Amidst the floating damp mist, he gazed into Jiang Shulu’s eyes, his voice mixing with the sound of water: “It’s about your mother.”
After speaking, Tang Yue stared nervously at Jiang Shulu, unaware that he wanted to pull away.
But he was pressed back by Jiang Shulu.
He was the one who pulled the other into the bathroom, but now it seemed like Tang Yue was the one being gripped in front of Jiang Shulu.
Jiang Shulu: “Really?”
Tang Yue grabbed Jiang Shulu’s already wet sleeve and asked softly: “Will you be angry?”
As a result, his hand was grabbed and pulled up, and Jiang Shulu actually bit his finger.
Tang Yue yelped.
Jiang Shulu: “Why would I be angry?”
His hair was all wet, strands of bangs sticking to his forehead, making his features look even deeper and more handsome.
Compared to Tang Yue’s slight coldness, he was the kind of “gentleman” that fit the term “gentleman’s friendship” (distant/polite). Usually, his smile didn’t reach his eyes, making fans feel Jiang Shulu’s fan service was purely on a whim.
Unlike now, biting Tang Yue so hard it felt absurd. He never expected Jiang Shulu would do this. The feeling of rubbing fingers made Tang Yue feel the water had become much hotter.
He looked at Jiang Shulu in disbelief: “You said you aren’t angry, but you bit me!”
Jiang Shulu smiled, gradually laughing out loud, and hugged Tang Yue: “Didn’t you bite me like this?”
Tang Yue choked, thinking of the bite mark on Jiang Shulu’s shoulder that was glaringly obvious when he woke up in the morning. He didn’t know he could bite that hard.
Jiang Shulu: “Why were you afraid I’d be angry?”
Tang Yue: “I was afraid you’d think it wasn’t good for me to use your mother for creation…”
Jiang Shulu: “My mother can be your mother, what’s not good about it?”
He hugged Tang Yue. The shower water hit their bodies like a hot rain, making Jiang Shulu’s heart scorching hot and full of satisfaction.
Jiang Shulu: “Xiao Yue, I’m very happy you hope someone remembers her.”
The reason Tang Yue didn’t know how to say was spoken by Jiang Shulu.
In this instant, Tang Yue’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He hugged Jiang Shulu very tightly, feeling it wasn’t enough, and leaned into Jiang Shulu’s ear to ask: “Ge, we are leaving the day after tomorrow. Can we indulge again?”
Jiang Shulu: “How much indulgence?”
Tang Yue: “The kind where we don’t go out and stay at home all day long.”
Jiang Shulu’s clothes were soaked through. Tang Yue reached out to unbutton them, unaware that his whole body was flushing pink, making the scar on his abdomen more obvious.
So obvious that Jiang Shulu wanted to touch it but dared not.
But Tang Yue grabbed his hand and placed it there, lowering his head, a bit ashamed.
“Shulu-ge, I lied to you about something.”
Jiang Shulu: “Hm?”
Tang Yue: “Actually I didn’t…”
He leaned into Jiang Shulu’s ear, his voice mixing with the water sound, almost making Jiang Shulu faint.
Jiang Shulu: “How could you?”
He lost all other moods, grabbing Tang Yue’s hand, saying anxiously: “What if again…”
It would be faster for him to get surgery himself than to use protection, but they were leaving soon, probably too late.
After speaking, Jiang Shulu wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Tang Yue.
Tang Yue hugged his neck. His bangs were wet, and those eyes seemed stained with moisture, looking dewy.
Just as clear and ignorant as when they first met, yet incredibly sober.
Tang Yue: “Shulu-ge, I’ve said it many times.”
He went to kiss the man in front of him. The alien didn’t know when the next planet would hit the earth; he only knew that liking someone meant—
“I am willing.”
— [Away’s Lisbon MV Tour]
Liu Xichao: Xiao Yue, you’ve eaten twenty egg tarts, stop it.
Yao Lixin: …Are they that good?
Yao Lixin: Where’s the Captain!!
Liu Xichao: Meeting with the team, don’t let him know.
But that night, Tang Yue wilted from eating too much.
Jiang Shulu was also speechless knowing he ate that many egg tarts.
The next morning, the hotel breakfast was still egg tarts.
Tang Yue kind of wanted to cry.
Jiang Shulu had someone change to a different breakfast.
This incident later became a joke Yao Lixin and Liu Xichao always talked about on variety shows.
Tang Mian: Daddy, why don’t you eat egg tarts?
Tang Yue: I don’t love eating them.
Liu Xichao: Holding back laughter.
Yao Lixin: Dying of laughter.
Tang Yue: Captain, stop laughing.
Jiang Shulu: They are all laughing.
Tang Yue: You are my…
Yao Lixin: Okay, we know he’s your husband.
Tang Yue: …
That night, Jiang Shulu showed Tang Yue an old newspaper clipping.
A local big eater contest was held, and a child named Tang Yue ate 59 egg tarts to win first place.
Jiang Shulu: He seems even more amazing than an alien.
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