Part 2
The time he had spent alone with Tang Yue before was few and far between. One reason was that Tang Yue liked to escape, and the other was that the team spent too much time together.
Jiang Shulu seemed to be at ease with people and things on the surface, but he didn’t really know what to say at times like this.
At this moment, the wave breaker Tang Yue’s hand was resting on was, at first glance, an orange star.
Bright colors always made people happy, and he couldn’t help but smile. “Because I want to become a wave breaker.”
The viewers in front of the screen were eagerly watching the long shot cut to a close-up. The children on the side were ridiculously posing for photos, and Tang Mian was even trying to tell some seaside horror stories.
The adults on the other side had a completely different style. No matter how you looked at it, it had the immaturity of a first love in adolescence.
Especially Tang Yue. He really wanted to look but subconsciously averted his gaze. After a while, he didn’t know where he got the courage to meet Jiang Shulu’s eyes directly.
Then he was defeated again, and it turned into him staring at his own shoes in a daze.
Damn it, why is it only the children’s mics that are on??
You can vaguely hear a little of Tang Yue’s voice.
Tang Mian, I’m impressed. It’s a good thing there’s no escape room, otherwise I feel like this kid would go crazy.
Yao Xuan’yu, what a waste of a cool temperament, his posing is so tacky, ugh, but it’s also cute.
“Why?” Jiang Shulu asked.
The sound of their conversation was always drowned out by the noisy background noise. The audience couldn’t understand what they were saying, but they could clearly feel Jiang Shulu’s gentleness.
Is there something I can’t hear? Is the production team doing this on purpose?
There’s nothing you can do if the guests turn off their own mics…
They’re not even wearing them.
Jiang Shulu is abusing his power!!
“I feel like being a wave breaker is very happy. You don’t have to think every day. When the tide comes, you just accept it.”
“Isn’t it because you look as dull as this?”
Tang Yue let out an “ah,” blinked blankly, and looked at the wave breaker in front of him again.
“You’re calling me stupid.”
“No, I just think it’s very cute.”
“You just think I’m stupid, not as good as the people here…”
“What do you mean by ‘the people here’?”
Tang Yue was about to faint from anxiety, but he couldn’t just slap himself. He pursed his lips, jumped down, and pretended to walk away casually, saying, “Like the people your family found for you.”
But he forgot that his habit was to become more expressionless the more anxious he got.
Jiang Shulu didn’t point it out. He also walked a few steps forward. The wave breakers here were much larger than the ones Tang Yue had seen before.
And they were piled together. Even someone of his and Jiang Shulu’s height could be hidden.
Tang Yue had nowhere to retreat and leaned against the purple star-shaped wave breaker beside him.
“Xiao Yue is jealous again.”
“I’m not!”
“They can find theirs, as long as I find you.”
Tang Yue had never actively searched for news about Jiang Shulu before, but now he would look at it from time to time.
Things like his previous blind date partners, things like being well-matched in social status.
Marriage required a lot of bargaining chips, but Tang Yue had none.
He was annoyed and frustrated. At this moment, he threw caution to the wind. “I am jealous.”
The waves surged. The camera angle was tricky, a bit like a peeping perspective.
The audience couldn’t hear what they were saying at all, but the posture was enough to make people’s imaginations run wild.
A wall slam!
I’m a simple person… I…
This is clearly consensual. I reasonably suspect that the other hand that’s blocked is holding his.
It feels a bit… too blatant. With Jiang Shulu’s status, can he really be with Tang Yue?
It’s not that I’m feudal, but the Jiang family is really… a remnant of the old days!!
Weren’t there several wives in the great-grandfather’s generation? It’s gotten better in the last two generations, but it still feels suffocating.
What’s wrong, does marrying Jiang Shulu mean you have to fight with the family?
Tang Yue looked at Jiang Shulu. “Those girls are all very pretty, their family backgrounds are good, their conversation and manners…”
Before he could finish, he was pulled by Jiang Shulu into a discarded concrete pipe between two wave breakers.
The camera was suddenly left with only Tang Mian and Yao Xuan’yu, who were still taking pictures in the corner.
Tang Yue was startled. He was just about to remind Jiang Shulu that the camera was still following them when, the next second, Jiang Shulu lowered his head and kissed him.
“N… no, what if they film…”
But Jiang Shulu licked open the seam of his lips, unhesitatingly stealing Tang Yue’s oxygen.
Tang Yue was actually very easy to coax.
His rejections were soft. He resisted at first, then cooperated. In the end, he was the one who wouldn’t let Jiang Shulu go.
Just like now. He went to bite Jiang Shulu, and his hand unconsciously slipped inside.
What live broadcast, what camera, was thrown to the back of his mind again.
Until Jiang Shulu grabbed his hand and said that this wasn’t okay, Tang Yue finally came to his senses.
He was so ashamed he wanted to die, and really wanted to find Tang Mian for comfort.
But he heard Jiang Shulu continue, “We can before bed.”
“I didn’t… mean that.”
But Jiang Shulu leaned over, his chin resting on Tang Yue’s shoulder. His whole body looked slightly hunched.
His voice was like it was mixed with some kind of aphrodisiac, easily making Tang Yue dizzy.
“I do. Will you allow it?”
The audience knew nothing, watching as Tang Mian stepped onto a low wave breaker and continued to take pictures with his Polaroid.
The photo in the camera showed a scene the audience couldn’t see.
Jiang Shulu lowered his head and whispered in Tang Yue’s ear, and Tang Yue hugged Jiang Shulu’s waist.
Even if the picture was rough, because of the special texture, the ambiguity was still nowhere to hide.
Anyone who didn’t know would think they were having an affair!
Isn’t it bad for the child to see?
Look how happy Tang Mian is smiling.
Yao Xuan’yu: “Are you going to give the picture you took to your dad?”
He hesitated, also seeing the intimacy, but he couldn’t quite understand it yet, and he also felt it was very warm.
Tang Mian shook his head. “My dad will be shy if he sees it. It’s better to give it to Dad Shulu.”
Help, I’m starting to have unrealistic fantasies again that Tang Yue gave birth to the child for Jiang Shulu.
Wouldn’t that be a huge tragedy!! They’d have to roll around in bed hundreds of times to reconcile!
[Fishing]
For a period of time, Yao Lixin was obsessed with fishing.
But as an idol, he really didn’t have time to fish, so he would whine about his addiction during every training session.
That year, for Yao Lixin’s birthday,
Tang Yue gave him a pond full of fish.
Liu Xichao (holding back laughter): I used to fish for this kind of fish when I was a kid.
Yao Lixin looked at the plastic fish floating in the small pond in the dormitory garden.
He was silent for a moment, then squeezed out a “thank you.”
Tang Yue handed him the children’s version of the fishing rod.
The alien sincerely wished his brother a happy birthday, saying, “You’re welcome, I’ll accompany you.”
When Jiang Shulu came back, he saw Tang Yue sitting by the pond.
The bucket next to his right hand was full of plastic fish.
It was already past midnight. Although Yao Lixin wasn’t sleepy, he was tired of it.
He patted Jiang Shulu’s shoulder: “Captain, I’m entrusting the child to you. He said he wants to fish them all up before going to sleep.”
The last time Jiang Shulu saw this kind of thing was before he was seven.
Tang Yue’s expression was devout, no different from those who fished for real fish.
At two in the morning,
Liu Xichao, who had slept for a while, looked down from upstairs.
Jiang Shulu’s magnetic fishing rod caught the last plastic fish.
Tang Yue stood to the side clapping, as if Jiang Shulu had caught two hundred pounds of real fish.
Liu Xichao: Is it that fun?
That night, Yao Lixin posted an original Weibo—
@Away_Yao Lixin: Thanks to our younger brother for this pond of plastic fish. Fishing addiction, cured.
And in Jiang Shulu’s dream, it was still Tang Yue’s stereo sound—
Captain, you’re so amazing.
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