52 : Are you jealous?

 The room fell silent for a long time, no one speaking. The person holding his hand just stared at him, waiting for an answer.

It would be a lie to say Song Shi wasn't shocked. Although he hadn't considered that the other person truly liked him, and he could perhaps sense different feelings, hearing such words from the other person still left him speechless for a moment.

During the long wait, Chen Zhoumu received no reply. Just when he thought the other person hadn't recovered or that his words had been too shocking,

the reply he was waiting for finally came.

"No, we can't be together."

This was clearly not the answer he wanted to hear, so he tightly grasped the other person's hand, which was trying to pull away, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Why?"

Song Shi leaned his head against the wall, nodding absently. Judging from Zhang Su's attitude a few days ago, he had not only used this matter to threaten him but also told Chen Zhoumu about it.

It wasn't hard for him to guess what the other person wanted to do next; he simply wanted to expose this matter. If he had accepted the other person's confession today...

That would definitely affect Chen Zhoumu, which was unfair to him, so he made up an excuse.

"I don't like people younger than me."

"? What?"

Chen Zhoumu let go of the other person's hand, but still held it tightly, never letting go. However, the other person seemed to have misunderstood something, a gray tinge appearing on their face. Then, their gaze slowly shifted from Song Shi's face to below.

They stammered, "You...you...you're older than me?"

Song Shi looked at the other person's expression and wanted to laugh. Then, they had a teasing thought and deliberately straightened their body: "Yes, I'm older than you."

The person standing in front was contemplating life. Yes, Song Shi seemed to know their size. They accidentally touched each other during the joint entrance exam, but! Song Shi was actually older than him?!

Chen Zhoumu took a deep breath and said firmly, "I don't mind! I'll be the bottom if necessary, I don't care."

Song Shi leaned against the wall and looked at the other person with pitiful eyes. Whenever this happened, he felt that Chen Zhoumu was like a dog. He

looked pitiful, almost needing pampering.

Then he reached out and tapped the other's head: "What are you thinking about? I mean age, what are you thinking about?"

The other was clearly stunned for a moment, then smiled at Song Shi: "Oh! Song Shi, you dare to play me."

Before Song Shi could react, Chen Zhoumu wrapped one arm around his waist and pulled him into his arms, his other hand interlocking with Song Shi's fingers.

Song Shi was startled by the sudden lift and instinctively braced himself on the other's shoulders. Looking at his feet off the ground, he realized for the first time that even a difference of just a few centimeters could make such a huge difference in strength and size.

Then, an itch came from his stomach. Chen Zhoumu buried his head in Song Shi's stomach. Recently, it had gotten warmer in Guangzhou, so everyone wasn't wearing many layers. Song Shi was only wearing two long-sleeved shirts. Now, the other was breathing on that spot, and although there was clothing

, he could still vaguely feel the touch. He itched and grabbed the other's hair, trying to pull his head away.

"Chen Zhoumu! What are you doing?" He was so eager to get away from him that he lost his grip.

Chen Zhoumu was pulled away, his hair all messed up, and he looked up at him: "What am I doing? I'm telling you, I want to do anything right now."

Then the other man suddenly walked forward, and Song Shi leaned against the wall again. This time, the other man's breath wasn't on his neck, but on his body.

He was now much taller than the other man, but fortunately, the person who lifted him up had strong arms and was able to keep him from falling.

Then he felt Chen Zhoumu gently biting his waist through his clothes. It didn't hurt, but his body was very ticklish, and even so, he trembled slightly.

"Mmm..." He tilted his head back and leaned against the wall again, slowly running his hand through the other man's hair. This time, at least he didn't push him away.

He didn't know how much time had passed before Song Shi slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were a little red from the physical stimulation. Chen Zhoumu kissed and bit from his left waist to his right waist, through his clothes, sometimes even pinching it.

"So thin, how come you can't gain weight?" Chen Zhoumu looked up at him with one eye closed. "Song Shi, look at me."

Hearing the voice, he slowly lowered his head and then reached out to brush the hair clinging to the other's face.

"I know what you're afraid of, but I'm not afraid at all. I'd be more than happy to be tied to you. I don't want it to be anyone else, do you understand what I mean?"

"I'll make you get used to everything about me, so don't be afraid, I'm here."

Song Shi looked into the other's eyes, and he suddenly felt like crying. From childhood, he had never really had anyone he could rely on. It seemed like these people would disappear every time he needed them.

Until someone told him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A warm drop of water was suddenly hit on Chen Zhoumu's face. He froze for a moment, then looked up at the person still with tear stains and suddenly put him down and hugged him.

"What's wrong?" He gently wiped the water from the other's face. "Don't cry. Did I say something wrong? I apologize, okay?"

Song Shi quickly recovered and shook his head. "It's nothing."

The other had never seen him so vulnerable. Actually, Chen Zhoumu was happy because Song Shi was beginning to truly accept him. He greedily wanted to see all sides of him.

So he hugged him tightly. "Are you so happy you could die?"

Song Shi rolled his eyes without hesitation.

Even cuter! He liked this side of Song Shi, not the Song Shi who wrapped himself up so tightly that nothing could be seen.

Chen Zhoumu reached out and lifted him up, spinning him around. "Hahahaha, I have a boyfriend!"

That evening, the two went out to eat. On the way, Chen Zhoumu wanted to hold the other's hand, but Song Shi gave him a sharp look and pulled back. Chen Zhoumu sighed and walked on.

He thought that after they started dating, they would kiss and hug like other couples he had seen, but Song Shi said they couldn't tell anyone yet.

Yes, they were going to have a secret relationship.

Moreover, under duress and enticement, he signed many unequal treaties.

1. No holding hands, no kissing, no showing any sign of a relationship in public.

2. No touching without his permission.

3. No revealing their relationship to each other, not even to one another.

4. Nothing could be done before Chen Zhoumu reached adulthood.

...

Chen Zhoumu touched the treaties he had just agreed to in his pocket, feeling a pang of regret, regretting that he wasn't yet an adult.

The two were eating not far from the school when Chen Zhoumu's phone vibrated as soon as he sat down. It was his grandfather calling. He told Song Shi and went outside.

It was a bit chilly outside, so he answered the phone: "Hello, Grandpa."

An old voice came from the other end, but this time it carried an unusual excitement: "Xiaomu, are you settling in well in Yangcheng?"

Perhaps because he had confirmed his relationship with the person he liked today, Chen Zhoumu was very patient and chatted with his grandfather: "It's quite nice here. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, I'm adapting well, I'm in good health."

"Xiaomu, I heard from Liu Jie that you have someone you like? Which girl is she? Is she from Xiacheng? Xiacheng isn't far from Beijing, have you planned to come to Beijing to see her?"

Chen Zhoumu raised an eyebrow. He already knew that Manager Liu would tell the old man about this, but the old man had been dragging his feet and only asked him now.

Fortunately, today was a particularly auspicious day, and he became more talkative: "Hmm. I have someone I like."

There was a couple of chuckles on the other end. He hadn't believed it when Liu Jie first told him, because his people hadn't mentioned Chen Zhoumu being close to any girl.

But after she mentioned it repeatedly, he had no choice but to keep it in mind. Now, while she was in Guangzhou making calls to connect with people, he casually mentioned it.

It turned out it really was true.

Old Master Chen's grin never stopped as he asked, "Which girl?"

Chen Zhoumu looked at the passing cars: "The Zhang family."

The Song family... Old Master Chen thought for a moment on the other end of the phone, unable to recall which Song family, and before he could speak, another voice came from the other end.

"Not a girl, the person I like is a boy."

Old Master Chen was stunned for a moment. A boy... a boy?! Then he chuckled twice, closed his eyes, and said, "A boy? A boy is fine too, good, as long as you like him."

After they hung up the phone, Grandpa Chen sent someone to inquire about the Zhang family's child. News came quickly; the two had been inseparable in Xia City, so there were many photos.

Grandpa Chen picked up the photo and smiled, "Good. This child is really handsome."

Then he stared intently at the photo, "Hmm, this child looks so familiar."

He then took the photo to a side courtyard, where incense and candles were still burning. It was a fairly large ancestral hall, with a photo displayed in the center.

Grandpa Chen took the photo inside and looked at the cold, lifeless picture, "My love, look, this is the person Xiao Mu likes, handsome, handsome."

"Xiao Mu likes boys, so let him be. Now, I just hope he can live a peaceful and safe life for the rest of his life."

Meanwhile, Song Shi, sitting alone in the restaurant, always felt the gazes of those around him. If it were just one or two people, it wouldn't be so bad, but with so many, it was impossible not to notice.

He vaguely overheard the conversation around him.

"When I clicked on it this morning, the post was already a 404, it's gone now."

"What post?"

"Sure enough, some people haven't seen it yet, it's about that person..."

The voices trailed off, and Song Shi, sitting where he couldn't hear, simply ignored it. As the two walked back, Song Shi suddenly remembered the photo on the other person's phone.

He stopped, and the person who had been talking beside him also stopped and looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

Song Shi looked at the other person, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. The other person's phone also had photos of him with other girls; logically, someone whose phone screensaver was someone whose identity wasn't simple.

If that were the case, was he the third party, or was Chen Zhoumu just too much of a womanizer?

Damn it, what a scumbag.

Chen Zhoumu certainly had no idea what the other person was thinking, and he didn't know the other person had looked at his phone; he only noticed Song Shi's unfriendly expression.

He tried to take the other's hand, but was pulled away. Song Shi put his hand back in his pocket, his tone cold and hard: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Chen Zhoumu's outstretched hand paused in mid-air for a few seconds: "What?"

"I hope we can both be honest. Don't you really have anything to explain to me?"

The other's question was somewhat inexplicable, so he didn't know how to answer. He had done many things behind Song Shi's back, but he didn't know which one the other was referring to.

Seeing that he wouldn't speak, Song Shi forcefully pulled the phone out of the other's pocket. When he opened it, he didn't see any change in the other's expression.

Good, the lock screen was still that photo. He had checked Chen Zhoumu's family and there were no sisters, so this could only be someone else.

People with no blood relation, yet so intimate, what was the point of being with him now? Was it fun?

He held the unlocked phone in front of the other to look at: "What's this?"

"A phone."

"..."

"Chen Zhoumu!"

Chen Zhoumu looked at the two people on the lock screen, then at the other's face. He smiled. One person in the photo was indeed him, but there was another.

It was Song Shi.

He might have already forgotten.

But he felt the other person's expression and emotions were so vivid that he wanted to savor them a little longer.

He reached out and grabbed the phone along with the other person's hand, holding it in his palm: "Song Shi, are you jealous?"

The person holding the phone was stunned for a moment when asked, and then was pulled into his arms. Chen Zhoumu laughed heartily, and even Song Shi, pulled close to his chest, was trembling.

"Xiao Shi, are you jealous? I'm so happy."

"Get lost! Let go."

"No! No! I'll never let go in this lifetime."

Then, just before the other person's fist came down, he unlocked the phone, opened the photo album, and opened a set of saved photos.

The person in the photos had long brown curly hair, but the face was Song Shi.

In that instant, he remembered that this was an outing organized by Xia Cheng No. 1 Middle School after the last joint exam. When the group was taking photos, Zhang Jingxiao was wearing a wig and getting her makeup done.

Chen Zhoumu just grabbed a wig from the side and put it on his head. He probably hadn't had time to take it off yet, and Chen Zhoumu had taken a picture of it at some point.

And that photo of the shadow wasn't taken by him leaning on his shoulder, but rather secretly taken by Chen Zhoumu from a distance.

So, the other person had already liked him so early on?

Now that person was hugging him and laughing happily, saying something completely unserious: "So, were you angry just now?"

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