SC Chapter 24

Chapter 24

After a night of revelry, Yun Muye was already suffering from a sore back, tormented by Duan Sirong’s intense energy.

Yun Muye hadn’t slept well all night. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Sirong beside him.

Last night had been too stimulating, and his impression of Duan Sirong had completely changed.

From a pure little puppy to a cunning wolf.

Yun Muye looked at Duan Sirong, who had his eyes closed but a slight smile on his lips, and was speechless:

“Don’t you… have anything to say to me?”

Duan Sirong continued to feign sleep, proving the saying that you can’t wake someone who’s pretending to be asleep.

Yun Muye pushed away the hand that was slowly reaching for him, enduring the soreness as he got out of bed.

But as soon as he pushed the door closed, Duan Sirong silently opened one eye.

Outside the door, Yun Duanyue was making breakfast for herself. Seeing movement, she happily turned her head to look.

Yun Muye was weakly massaging his lower back, a hint of redness at the corners of his eyes.

“Weren’t you guys a bit too loud last night?”

Yun Muye frowned and ruffled Yun Duanyue’s hair in frustration.

“Why are you little kids paying attention to this stuff? You should spend your time studying.”

Yun Duanyue pouted and continued cooking noodles: “Should I cook you a bowl too?”

“Oh! Right,” Yun Duanyue seemed to remember something, and poked her head into the room. “Is Sirong brother okay?”

That’s right! Last night’s memories had been completely erased by Duan Sirong’s actions. Yun Muye remembered that Duan Sirong must still be feeling a little lost.

Duan Sirong had fed him the milk last night, so Yun Muye decided to make another cup.

After a while, Yun Muye, holding the milk, said to Duan Sirong, who was still pretending, “Duan Sirong, how long do you plan on sleeping?”

Seeing that the person on the bed still didn’t react, Yun Muye walked over and put the milk on the bedside table, then slipped back into the covers.

Yun Muye stared at Duan Sirong’s face, mesmerized. He was so handsome when he was sleeping.

Duan Sirong’s position seemed specially arranged for him, perfectly revealing his abs.

Yun Muye looked at Duan Sirong’s thin lips and leaned down to peck them.

Good heavens, that kiss finally woke the ‘Sleeping Beauty’, and Duan Sirong’s first action was to use his tongue to savor the deliciousness.

Yun Muye’s face immediately turned red, and he coughed a few times, saying, “Are you still sad?”

Duan Sirong smiled wickedly and turned over: “Are you going to coax me…?”

Yun Muye crossed his arms, his tone serious: “Serious talk!”

Duan Sirong: “It’s okay, I don’t care too much. She can’t possibly get me expelled.”

Yun Muye: “Why?”

Duan Sirong looked at the red sun outside the window, a slow glimmer in his eyes: “Because Xinjì High School is where my dad insisted I study. I won’t drop out. I can be with you for a long, long time…”

Yun Muye rested his chin in his hand, teasing: “How long?”

“Lifetimes, never apart.”

Because Liu Lan had asked them both to hang out today, Yun Muye went to the Beef Noodle Shop to wait for him.

The proprietress of the shop looked at the familiar figure and was about to call out when she noticed another person beside him.

Duan Sirong looked at the menu, but as if suddenly remembering something, he looked up at Yun Muye.

“Are you okay?”

Yun Muye didn’t show much expression, typing on his phone: “Are you talking about Yun Shang? Bring it on.”

No wonder Yun Muye was typing so fast; that was why…

“There’s nothing to worry about. He’s already messed with me. His business is done. Little does he know, I’ve already called the police.” With that, Yun Muye showed a screenshot of him calling the police on his phone.

“We’ll probably have to go make a statement at the time—Good! He’s not talking anymore!” Yun Muye’s expression was mocking, despising his ignorance.

Hearing this, Duan Sirong also breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to order food.

Yun Muye: “Beef noodles with extra meat and vinegar, thanks.”

He touched the back of Duan Sirong’s hand: “Right, don’t be too whatever about it. We’ll solve this together. I’m always here.”

When the two bowls of beef noodles were brought to the table, Yun Muye couldn’t help but feel that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Yun Muye looked at the person beside him. Maybe he used to belong to Xinjì High School, but now it was different. He belonged to him now.

Thinking of this, Yun Muye’s mood for eating noodles improved.

Liu Lan arrived just in time. He came shortly after the two finished eating.

“Yo! You two look extra good today!” Liu Lan gave them a thumbs up.

Yun Muye handed him a bottle of yogurt, and Liu Lan took it with both hands.

“Where are we going to hang out?” Yun Muye asked.

“Let’s go to Zhanqian Flower Street! The scenery there is so good! It’s also great for dat—Ah!”

Yun Muye unceremoniously flicked Liu Lan on the head.

Liu Lan quickly covered his head, shouting in pain: “I didn’t say anything wrong! It’s a great place to take pictures!”

Yun Muye shrugged and took out his phone to search for the place: “You pay for the taxi.”

Liu Lan nodded.

The car came just in time. The three didn’t wait long. Liu Lan naturally chose the front, while Duan Sirong gave Yun Muye a gentlemanly door opening.

Along the way, because there was an outsider here, they couldn’t get too wild. The group just chatted casually.

Unexpectedly, the driver’s face was serious, and his eyes were exactly the same as Liu Lan’s. The seemingly introverted driver was Liu Lan’s dad.

Yun Muye stared at the photos on his phone, one by one, sighing: “This place is really pretty. You have good taste.”

With that, Yun Muye put his phone in front of Duan Sirong. Faced with such a dreamlike scene, Duan Sirong’s eyes trembled slightly.

Seeing the two chatting happily, Liu Lan quickly sent a message to the small group.

Invincible Liu: Start the operation!

A phone call came, and it was Wang Xin calling.

Yun Muye: “Hello, what’s up?”

Wang Xin: “Yun brother, is Liu Lan with you?”

Yun Muye looked at the innocent Liu Lan and rolled his eyes: “Yeah, why?”

Wang Xin’s tone was a little helpless: “Tell him to take a taxi back. Guo Xi is drunk and acting crazy, demanding him.”

There wasn’t much time left to the destination. Yun Muye tried hard to hold back his laughter: “Guo Xi is demanding you. Wait until we get to the destination and then take a taxi back.”

Liu Lan’s acting was amazing. Even at this point, he was still pretending to be flustered.

Little did he know, this clumsy performance had long been seen through by the two of them.

They hadn’t even been at Zhanqian Flower Street for a few seconds before Liu Lan quickly left the scene. Yun Muye simply saw through it without saying anything.

The flowers in Zhanqian Flower Street bloomed brilliantly and beautifully, the colorful colors mixed together, making people intoxicated.

Yun Muye looked at the various flowers in front of him, feeling very comfortable.

Duan Sirong walked to a stall in front, and a finely crafted ring caught his attention.

He pointed his finger: “How much is this?”

The stall owner seemed to be a college student, with a pure and lovely appearance: “This, you should be buying it for your partner, right? Seventy for both rings.”

Duan Sirong paid without hesitation.

“Here, take it. I wish you two a long and happy love.”

While Duan Sirong was admiring the ring, Yun Muye secretly ordered a cup of the famous coffee here, but Duan Sirong wasn’t in a hurry to take out the gift, just savoring the drink that tasted of his lover.

Yun Muye rested his chin in one hand, saying, “Do you think they sell pussy willows here?”

Duan Sirong’s eyes showed more satisfaction, and he flipped out a photo from his phone’s album.

The pussy willow in the photo bloomed brilliantly, really beautiful. Several branches wandered outside the vase, and every now and then, a few drops of water slowly dripped down.

“No need to spend that money, because it’s already blooming.”

Yun Muye stared at this sudden turn of events, not knowing what to do.

Duan Sirong took a sip of coffee and added a sugar cube to Yun Muye’s cup.

“Others will remember every word of their lover, and of course, so will I.”

With that, Duan Sirong raised his cup and clinked it with Yun Muye, who was still stunned.

A little of the coffee in Duan Sirong’s cup splashed, dripping right into Yun Muye’s cup, and what it formed was a tiny heart.