Chapter 18: This is Your Calculation
Yu Tingzhou couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke the skin under his hand; the supple, fair texture made him unable to let go.
Alcohol blurred his reason and amplified his desire; his hand moved higher and higher.
Shen Zhouyue was only wearing a thin shirt with no undergarments beneath; Yu Tingzhouâs hand soon landed on that ambiguous spot on his chest.
Shen Zhouyue hadn’t been drinking, and he was sober.
He could sensitively perceive every movement of Yu Tingzhou.
His body trembled slightly, but he didn’t make any move to resist.
Supporting Yu Tingzhou to lie on the bed, he was also pulled down by the arm that hadn’t let go of his waist.
He didn’t rush to get up, just pushed Yu Tingzhou.
“Be good!”
Yu Tingzhou didn’t let go. Instead, he reflexively hugged the person in his arms tighter and patted Shen Zhouyueâs back gently.
But soon, his movements changed flavor…
Shen Zhouyue didn’t continue to resist; instead, he softened his body to cooperate.
This was his plan to begin with, so why pretend otherwise!
Having made up his mind, Shen Zhouyue stopped being coy and cooperated with Yu Tingzhouâs movements, occasionally even taking some initiative.
It wasn’t until the sky turned pale and the sun shone through the glass window that Shen Zhouyue was let go. Covered in stickiness, he fell asleep in a daze with his eyes closed.
Shen Zhouyue had a bit of mysophobia and didn’t want to rest while covered in filth, but thinking that if he succeeded this time, he wouldn’t have to stay by Yu Tingzhouâs side anymore, he didn’t get up to wash.
Maybe the chances of success will be a bit higher this way…
Holding this thought, he fell into a dream.
When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and his stomach was starving. Shen Zhouyue was just about to sit up when he pulled on his injury.
He slowed down his movements and sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard. He found that the sheets on the bed had been changed, and the mess in the room had been refreshed, looking as if nothing had happened last night.
There was no trace of Yu Tingzhou beside him either.
He reckoned the room must have been tidied up by Yu Tingzhou. After all, before he fell asleep, he had glanced at the room, and it wasn’t in a state that could be cleaned by anyone else.
Speak of the devilâjust as Shen Zhouyue thought of Yu Tingzhou, the room door was pushed open.
Yu Tingzhou walked in with a complicated expression.
“You did it on purpose yesterday.”
He wasn’t stupid. Last night he had just drunk some alcohol which muddled his reason, but waking up sober and recalling everything slightly, he understood the course of events.
“Why did you do this?”
The familiar feeling last night made Yu Tingzhou recall the events from a few years ago. He had confirmed that the person before him was the one who had spent the night with him back then.
Shen Zhouyue guessed his clumsy plan would be exposed, but he didn’t expect it to be exposed so quickly.
He froze for a moment, looking at Yu Tingzhou foolishly.
However, he had considered the possibility of exposure beforehand, so he wasn’t too panicked at this moment and quickly calmed down.
“Nothing, just normal physiological needs.”
“Besides, if Mr. Yu didn’t have any thoughts, I wouldn’t have been so proactive, tossing and turning with me all night, right?”
Shen Zhouyue avoided the heavy issues and spoke lightly, carrying a bit of assertiveness and casualness, showing a personality completely different from before in front of Yu Tingzhou.
“Why is this person me?”
Yu Tingzhouâs face was somewhat dark; this wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear.
“By a strange combination of circumstances, Mr. Yu and I have an agreement. Distant water can’t quench immediate thirst, so naturally, I chose Mr. Yu.”
Shen Zhouyue looked calm on the surface, as if everything happening before him was under his control. In reality, his hand hidden under the quilt was gripping the bedsheet tightly, and his toes were curled up in tension, afraid of being exposed.
Fortunately, Yu Tingzhou didn’t overthink it. With a cold face, he said sternly, “What happened last night was an accident. I don’t wish for it to happen a second time.”
“Mr. Yu didn’t have this attitude last night. Could it be that you weren’t happy enough last night?”
The back of Shen Zhouyueâs ears turned red. Saying such words was a huge challenge for his introverted personality.
But he wasn’t sure if the seed had been planted in his womb, so naturally, he couldn’t agree immediately.
“That obedient look of yours before was all an act, huh? How can you say such things?”
Shen Zhouyueâs hand under the quilt rested on his abdomen. He lowered his head to hide the expression on his face. “I’m hungry. I don’t want to continue talking about this!”
“If Mr. Yu isn’t willing, forget it. There are plenty of men in this world.”
No man was willing to have his wife be with another man. Even if Yu Tingzhou didn’t like Shen Zhouyue, he wouldn’t be willing to wear a big green hat on his head.
“I misjudged you. I didn’t expect you to be such a thirsty person!”
Yu Tingzhou approached Shen Zhouyue with a dark face and pressed onto him. “It seems you’ve been wronged during this past period!”
These words sounded like they were squeezed out from the roots of his teeth, carrying a burst of anger.
Scared, Shen Zhouyue couldn’t control the expression on his face, revealing a look of panic. His body reflexively leaned back, forgetting that he was already leaning against the headboard with no space behind him.
“You… what are you doing…”
He took his hand out from the quilt and pressed it against Yu Tingzhouâs chest, trying to push him away.
“Doing what?”
“I was afraid you weren’t satisfied yesterday…”
Shen Zhouyue panicked and even used his legs.
He tried to kick Yu Tingzhou away, but not only did he fail, his ankle was grabbed, pulling on the area behind him.
His body went soft, and he let out a cry of surprise.
The quilt had slipped to the floor at some point. Shen Zhouyue had only a thin bathrobe on, and after several struggles, the bathrobe slid to the sides, revealing fair skin and the traces on it.
“Enough, enough, I’m hungry. Let’s… let’s go eat quickly…”
Shen Zhouyueâs face carried a bit of panic and pleading. Yu Tingzhou was very familiar with this look.
This was the appearance Shen Zhouyue usually showed in front of him.
Yu Tingzhou didn’t know how many different faces the person beneath him had. He had originally made up his mind to teach him a lesson so he wouldn’t dare do unnecessary things in the future, but seeing the look revealed in his panic, Yu Tingzhou ultimately softened his heart.
He let go and stood up, looking at Shen Zhouyue coldly. “I hope you behave yourself in the coming period and don’t do unnecessary things. When the one year is up, we will go our separate ways and have no relationship whatsoever.”
Shen Zhouyue thought so too.
Maybe in less than a year, he could achieve his wish, and An’an could be like other children.
But for some reason, Shen Zhouyue felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
“Does Mr. Yu have anything else to say? If not, I’m going to wash up.”
Yu Tingzhou didn’t speak, so Shen Zhouyue assumed he had no objections and walked coldly toward the bathroom.
His pace wasn’t fast, afraid of pulling on the wound.
After simply washing up, he ignored Yu Tingzhouâs gaze and walked straight out.
“Where are you going? What for?”
Yu Tingzhouâs tone carried undisguised interrogation. clearly, because of last night’s events, Shen Zhouyue had become a scheming and shameless person in his heart.
“I was tired all night yesterday, and it’s already afternoon. Naturally, I’m going out to find food.”
Yu Tingzhou looked somewhat awkward. Those ambiguous images surfaced in his mind again. He coughed a few times, pointed to the outer room, and said, “The food on the table was brought for you.”
In the end, he wasn’t without responsibility for what happened last night. So even though he guessed it was Shen Zhouyueâs calculation, he still went out to buy some food and brought it back.
Hearing this, Shen Zhouyue was somewhat surprised but didn’t refuse.
After eating, he didn’t even look at Yu Tingzhou sitting aside, reading a book by himself.
Yu Tingzhou suddenly spoke up. “Returning to the country tomorrow!”
He had no intention of discussing it with Shen Zhouyue; he just dropped this sentence coldly, like an order.
Shen Zhouyue wasn’t dissatisfied with returning to the country; instead, he was somewhat happy inside.
This place was too close to the hospital, and Yu Tingzhou had classmates in the hospital. The possibility of An’an being exposed was high. Returning to the country would remove that worry.
Thinking of this, Shen Zhouyue responded coldly, agreeing to Yu Tingzhouâs proposal.
To avoid awkwardness, that night, Yu Tingzhou slept in another room.
The bed in that room was a single bed, and the length was quite short.
Yu Tingzhou had long limbs, so sleeping in this bed was very uncomfortable. He spent the night basically in a daze.
Getting up the next day, Shen Zhouyueâs discomfort had improved a lot, and he was much more spirited. In contrast, Yu Tingzhou looked much more haggard.
Shen Zhouyue opened his mouth, originally wanting to care about him, but felt his status was inappropriate. Coupled with the quarrels of the past few days, he didn’t say much, just silently following behind him, setting off for the airport.
Before boarding the plane, Shen Zhouyue sent a message to Yun Xing asking him to take care of An’an and stating that he was returning to the country and would come back as soon as possible, then turned off his phone.
Not long after the plane took off, Yu Tingzhou put on an eye mask and entered dreamland.
After falling asleep, he slowly leaned toward Shen Zhouyue.
Shen Zhouyue wasn’t sleepy; he was holding a pen and paper drawing the shapes of the clouds.
Seeing Yu Tingzhou sleeping soundly and looking quiet, Shen Zhouyue suddenly recalled him wearing a floral shirt at the beach in the US a few days ago.
At that time, Yu Tingzhou stepped on a surfboard, advancing with the wind and waves. His face was wet from the sea spray, but he didn’t care, casually slicking his hair back, revealing a smooth forehead. There was an inexplicable youthful recklessness, completely different from him usually wearing a suit.
In a trance, Shen Zhouyue seemed to see An’an grown up. His fingers moved slightly uncontrollably, seemingly painting in the air.
After snapping back to reality, Shen Zhouyue took out a small drawing board from his carry-on bag, laid a piece of paper on it, took out a pen, and began to outline.
His movements were extremely slow, yet held a unique charm.
Soon, the basic lines appeared on the paper. Shen Zhouyue planned to slowly perfect the details, imprinting the image from his mind onto the paper.
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