ASSHKHME Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Think, Think, Think

Spoiled Little Wild Boar: 【Haven’t seen you for a day, I miss you so much, the sound of firecrackers outside isn’t as loud as I miss you.】

Misusing homophones.

Chen Zhuo couldn’t help but laugh, realizing Xu Qingyou was next to him, he cleared his throat: “Qingyou-ge, Happy New Year.”

Xu Qingyou took out a red envelope he had prepared earlier and handed it to him: “Happy New Year, I hope you are safe, healthy, and happy in the new year.”

Chen Zhuo held the red envelope, his heart swirling with emotions, and said seriously, “Thank you, I also hope that Qingyou-ge has a smooth and successful new year, and is safe, healthy, and happy.”

A faint tenderness appeared between Xu Qingyou’s eyebrows. He hummed in agreement, stood up and touched Chen Zhuo’s head: “Alright, it’s getting late, I’m going to rest, you should go to bed early too.”

Happiness, like the strokes of the word itself, is complicated and difficult to obtain.

Xu Qingyou stepped up the stairs, returned to his room. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, fireworks bloomed. He lit a cigarette, opened the glass door and walked onto the terrace, gazing into the distance.

From midnight onwards, WeChat vibrated non-stop, all from group messages of New Year greetings from business partners.

As Xu Qingyou imagined replying with a similar group message as in previous years through the curling smoke, he noticed a unique message.

Ling Xu (Psychologist): 【Happy New Year, Mr. Xu. In the new year, allow yourself a new beginning.】

Xu Qingyou replied very formally: 【Happy New Year, Dr. Ling.】

After exiting Ling Xu’s chat box, Xu Qingyou copied a paragraph of auspicious words from the internet and sent New Year greetings to all his business partners in group messages.

Just as he was about to throw his phone aside, Ling Xu’s voice call popped up.

Xu Qingyou frowned slightly, took the cigarette from his lips, looking puzzled, and answered the call: “Is there something wrong, Dr. Ling?”

Ling Xu leaned back in his rocking chair, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows watching the fireworks: “Because next Thursday is still during the New Year holiday, and Mr. Xu, as a VIP client of my consulting room, in order not to let you suffer a loss, I can do a phone consultation for you.”

Xu Qingyou extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, “Dr. Ling is indeed dedicated, but I’m not in the mood for psychological counseling today. Rest early, goodbye.”

Ling Xu looked at the screen that had been hung up, raised an eyebrow, and sighed, “Passionate people are always heartbroken.”

The bedroom door was being banged on “bang, bang,” and the voice of his rebellious dragon fruit of a nephew came: “Happy New Year, Uncle! Congratulations on getting rich, give me a red envelope!! Uncle!”

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At one o’clock in the morning, Chen Zhuo, half-asleep, was bombarded awake by Xie Yu’s messages, and frowned irritably.

The overwhelming morning grumpiness was completely extinguished after seeing Xie Yu’s last sentence, “I’m downstairs at Old Xu’s house,” and replaced with surprise.

He almost jumped out of bed instantly, his brain still a little muddled from being woken up, and almost fell. Barefoot, he excitedly opened the window.

Chen Zhuo’s room was on the third floor, and he immediately saw Xie Yu downstairs wearing a dark gray coat and wrapped in a scarf.

He almost screamed, covered his mouth, and waved excitedly at Xie Yu.

Fine snowflakes floated in the sky. Xie Yu stood under the street lamp and smiled at him, the little fangs he revealed directly dazzling Chen Zhuo’s eyes.

Chen Zhuo didn’t even take off his pajamas. Anxiously, he put on an outer shirt and pants and left the bedroom, tiptoed downstairs, opened the door, and couldn’t wait to rush out, calling out in a low voice: “Xie Yu, Xie Yu? Hey, where is he?”

He didn’t see Xie Yu by the street lamp, and was about to turn around to look when a strong force grabbed his wrist, and he crashed into a familiar embrace.

A passionate kiss landed.

Xie Yu greedily absorbed the warm citrus scent on Chen Zhuo’s body, “I missed you so much, baby, did you miss me?”

Chen Zhuo’s heart was jumping excitedly in his chest.

He pulled Xie Yu behind the wall, grabbed Xie Yu’s scarf, and kissed him haphazardly: “I missed you too, I missed you to death, how did you come? I just fell asleep, did you wait long? Are you cold?”

Xie Yu grabbed his cold hand and stuffed it into his own arms, smiling: “Touch it and see, I’m not cold at all, seeing you makes me hot.”

Chen Zhuo stared at him with bright eyes, as if he couldn’t get enough: “How did you come? It wouldn’t be good if your family found out.”

The corners of Xie Yu’s mouth never went down, staring straight at Chen Zhuo, “I just missed you so much, so I came, it’s okay, I just need to be home before five o’clock, it won’t affect the New Year’s greetings.”

Small snowflakes fell on the hair of the two, melting in the young people’s ardent emotions.

Chen Zhuo blinked: “Ah? Five o’clock? It’s only a little after one now, what do you want to do?”

Xie Yu brushed the snowflakes from his shoulders and said, “I booked a hotel, I’ll send you back when it gets light.”

Chen Zhuo glared at him: “Are you a sex-crazed idiot? Tossing and turning around at night, really.”

Xie Yu laughed: “Why are you so horny, Chen Xiaozhu-er? I didn’t want to do anything, I just simply wanted to spend more time with you. It’s so cold outside, there’s nowhere else to go besides a hotel.”

Chen Zhuo “hehe” twice: “I believe you my ass.”

“Believe it or not, I’m very pure, anyway. Let’s go, let’s go, I’m freezing to death.”

Xie Yu put his arm around Chen Zhuo and walked out. His car couldn’t come in, so he parked outside the villa area.

On New Year’s Eve, everyone was at home celebrating the New Year, and there were hardly any cars on the road.

Chen Zhuo looked at the strings of red lanterns hanging on the trees outside the car window, his heart was as hot as that bright red color.

It’s really nice to be able to spend the New Year with Xie Yu.

“Ha–” Chen Zhuo breathed a puff of white air on the glass, drew a small face with his finger, and smiled happily.

Xie Yu glanced at Chen Zhuo’s small actions, and freed a hand to mess up his curly hair.

Arriving at the hotel, after checking in, Chen Zhuo took the room card handed over by the front desk and went with Xie Yu to wait for the elevator.

The elevator quickly arrived on the first floor. After seeing the pig’s head inside, Xie Yu was so angry that his head was dizzy. He must be plagued by bad luck recently, how could he always run into idiots!

Sun Yaozong was instinctively startled when he saw Xie Yu, but after seeing Chen Zhuo next to Xie Yu, his eyes suddenly lit up.

His rusty brain was spinning rapidly at this moment, and he smiled lewdly, “Aiyo hahahaha, Xie Yu, no wonder you didn’t dare to bring your partner to show us, you actually brought a man to book a room!”

Chen Zhuo instantly understood who Xie Yu injured his hand that day, he said very calmly to Xie Yu, “Sir, if you’re not getting on the elevator, please move aside.”

Xie Yu was stunned, but quickly reacted and cooperated with Chen Zhuo’s acting, stepping aside, “I’m sorry.”

Sun Yaozong was dumbfounded, his eyes darting back and forth between Xie Yu and Chen Zhuo who walked into the elevator, “Huh? Aren’t you two together?”

Chen Zhuo looked at him coldly: “Get out, don’t hog the elevator.”

Sun Yaozong was provoked by his attitude: “Hey, you kid, you… Hey–!?”

Xie Yu pulled him out, put his arm around his shoulder, and patted him with a smile: “Grandson, what did you just say?”

The elevator door closed and went up.

Sun Yaozong looked at the display screen and admitted defeat: “Hai, I saw wrong, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding, it’s New Year’s, don’t get angry.”