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“It depends on whether someone is willing or not…”
“I have something to ask you.” Suddenly it was back to high school days, Lu Lin sat at his desk, pen in mouth, “Are you willing to help me with my summer homework?”
Shi Sheng glanced up at him, then lowered his head again. “No.”
“If you help me with my homework, and if your parents argue again during the summer, I’ll allow you to stay at my house,” Lu Lin crossed his arms lazily, glancing at him.
“Really?”
“Why would I lie to you?”
After some thought, Shi Sheng nodded, “Then I’m willing.”
So that summer, Lu Lin used thirty-eight sets of textbooks by Meng Jianping and Tianli to exchange for Shi Sheng’s help and his stay. At that time, Lu Yin was at summer camp, and Lu Lin’s parents were both on business trips, leaving only the two of them jumping around in the spacious villa, apart from the butler and the maid.
This was a rare leisure time for Shi Sheng. Sometimes when he had nothing to do, he would lie on the sofa and read the novels bought by Lu Yin – “The Overbearing CEO Fell in Love with Me”. Lu Lin boasted that he would inherit the family business in the future, also becoming a CEO.
“Really, Little CEO?”
With a “smack,” Shi Sheng killed a mosquito. Soon, a mosquito bite swelled up on his fair little leg. He put his foot on Lu Lin’s leg, letting the future CEO scratch it for him.
Lu Lin smirked, fiercely scratching a cross-shaped mark on the mosquito bite, scratching it for him intermittently.
However, Shi Sheng closed the novel and sighed.
“What’s wrong?”
“Why do you, as the overbearing CEO, let me get bitten badly by mosquitoes, why not directly order the researchers to exterminate all mosquitoes!”
“…”
Later, when Lu Lin found Shi Sheng again, he saw him squatting in front of the kitchen insecticide with a serious expression.
“Shi Sheng, what are you doing?”
“I’m thinking about whether I should drink it. When my blood is filled with insecticide, and it sucks my blood again, I’ll poison it to death,” Lu Lin sighed, thinking of the kind of foolish beauty described in his sister’s novel, probably something like this.
·
Lu Yin left after finishing the hotpot.
Under the dim yellow streetlights, Lu Lin said he wanted to walk off his food, so the two of them walked under the neon lights, walking and walking until the hustle and bustle of people disappeared, occasionally a car passing by, and the freshly paved asphalt road emitting the smell of tar.
Lu Lin stopped, hands in his pockets, and looked down at Shi Sheng.
“What do you want to say?”
Shi Sheng leaned against the street lamp, blinking. “What do you mean, what do I want to say?”
“You’ve remembered everything, right?” Lu Lin stared at him. Shi Sheng had been noticeably different lately, coupled with what he said earlier at the hotpot restaurant about memory recovery going well, Lu Lin concluded that Shi Sheng had remembered everything and also knew about the lie of being “his boyfriend.”
But Shi Sheng was even closer to him now.
If he guessed correctly, Lu Lin’s lips curled up—Shi Sheng must have been bent by him during his amnesia.
Feeling pleased with himself, he suddenly heard Shi Sheng clear his throat and speak up.
“Respected Mr. Lu Lin,” Shi Sheng said sincerely, “would you forgive me for forgetting you and once again become my boyfriend?”
Lu Lin: ??
Under the dim yellow streetlights, moths fluttered against the light source, and there were occasional cars passing by on the road, with lonely pedestrians.
Suddenly, unexpected fireworks burst brilliantly in the sky above the city, one after another between the utility poles and buildings, reflecting in Shi Sheng’s eyes the fading and rising light. He suddenly hooked Lu Lin’s neck and kissed him on the lips.
“How much do you remember?” Lu Lin’s pupils contracted slightly, subconsciously wrapping his arm around Shi Sheng’s waist.
He blinked. “High school and college, how we got along, I remember it all.”
No.
Lu Lin grabbed Shi Sheng’s shoulders.
No.
Shi Sheng’s memory still lingered in the stage of secret admiration. It was Lu Lin who said they were already together, so he firmly believed that they should be in such a state.
He even felt deeply guilty for forgetting their past together.
“So—” So Shi Sheng said such words, made such a move, just because he believed he was his boyfriend, not because he really liked him?
He suddenly sobered up.
“What’s wrong, Lu Lin…” Shi Sheng frowned, showing a puzzled expression. Why did he seem as if he heard bad news and looked so serious?
“…Nothing.”
“Well, I’ve given you this status.” Shi Sheng squinted. “It’s up to you whether you want it or not.”
Lu Lin quickly concealed his emotions, smiling and ruffling his hair.
“I want it, why wouldn’t I? I couldn’t ask for more.”
Shi Sheng waved his hand, indicating for Lu Lin to turn around, then jumped on his back and patted him. “Alright, then carry me back, my feet hurt.”
Lu Lin frowned. “When did your feet start hurting? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Hey, if I say they hurt, they hurt. Actually, they don’t hurt,” Shi Sheng pinched his ear, remembering the days when Little CEO Lu served him, “Little CEO Lu, are you hiding something? Why aren’t you happy?”
“I’m not.”
“We’ve known each other for so many years, and you still want to hide things from me? Speak up!”
“I feel…” Lu Lin paused his steps, “you kissed too hastily just now, this CEO is very dissatisfied.”
Shi Sheng was still stunned when Lu Lin hooked his head and turned to kiss him on the lips. The lips touched, moved, and bit, the moist breath rushed in forcefully, amidst the friction, the kiss was ambiguous, yet it seemed like only a short moment of contact before they separated.
But it made a sound.
Lu Lin then lifted Shi Sheng on his back as if nothing happened and walked casually on the street.
He didn’t deceive Shi Sheng, it was Shi Sheng’s own mouth that declared the relationship. If there’s a bargain, why not take it?
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