Song Jianchu went downstairs and saw four Alaskan dogs pacing back and forth inside the dog rest area’s fence, making noises.
The three girls were taking pictures of the dogs and one of them turned around and said, “Son, isn’t it time to walk the dogs?”
Song Jianchu was already too lazy to bother with the messy hierarchy.
He walked over and glanced from a short distance, saying, “Yes.”
One of the girls expressed concern, “Darling, your face is so red, are you running a fever again?”
Song Jianchu touched his face with the back of his hand and casually replied, “No, it’s just a bit hot indoors.”
[“Haha, Little Treasure is wearing too much.”]
[“His little face is so red and adorable.”]
[“Why does his mouth also seem a bit red?”]
His face was still hot and tingling, and his mind was filled with Mu Ye’s words. It took him a two-second delay to process other people’s voices.
He opened the gate of the enclosure and was warmly surrounded by the four large dogs. One particularly affectionate dog stood up and licked his face, while the others rubbed against him and nibbled at his clothes.
It felt just like being hugged and kissed by Mu Ye.
Song Jianchu’s face grew even hotter. He couldn’t quite tell if he had a fever or was just blushing, but a fever wouldn’t cause his heart to beat this fast.
Going for a walk outside would be a good idea.
He leashed the four Alaskan dogs and put on his coat to go for a dog walk.
“You’re going to walk four big dogs by yourself?” Bai Xingyu came out and said, “Can you handle it?”
“I’ll go with you,” Bai Xingyu said, taking off his apron.
Song Jianchu held the leashes and let the dogs out of the enclosure one by one. “No need.”
“Just be careful,” one of the girls reminded him, “Alaskan dogs are quite strong.”
After the girl finished speaking, she saw Song Jianchu effortlessly managing the four large dogs, leading them out of the door without much effort.
[“Wow, he’s so strong.”]
[“Sasahas, little brother is so cool!”]
[“Strong Initial.”]
“No wonder he eats so much, he’s really strong,” Bai Xingyu raised an eyebrow.
“Teacher Bai,” Lu Shen called coldly from the kitchen.
This vinegar jar, it’s no use praising someone’s strength. Bai Xingyu sighed speechlessly, “Coming.”
As an eighteen-year-old boy with a large appetite at every meal, Song Jianchu did indeed have some strength. The well-trained dogs were disciplined and didn’t pull or run around.
Song Jianchu walked the four dogs in the snow.
This place was a tourist resort, and the houses were built more beautifully than ordinary villages. There were many cedar trees, and a thick layer of creamy snow covered everything.
The world after the snowfall was quiet, and the crunching sound of stepping on snow brought a sense of tranquility.
The dogs happily sniffed around and ran in the snow.
Walking the dogs made his mood better, temporarily setting aside worries and various thoughts. Although Peppermint was cute, Song Jianchu still had a longing for owning a dog and hesitated.
He had briefly owned a dog when he was a child.
It was the first year they moved to his second uncle’s house, and he was still in elementary school. When he came home from school, he simply glanced at a stray dog, and the dog followed him all the way, even staying downstairs at his second uncle’s house all night.
He took out his own ledger and calculated the expenses he could save from various items, thinking that he could afford to feed a dog. It was the first time he did something “bad” and secretly brought the stray dog back to his room.
That dog was well-behaved and seemed to know it couldn’t be discovered by others. It never barked and managed to hide for a few days. Every night, he would hide the dog in his coat and take it out for a walk.
After moving to his second uncle’s house, no one cared about him except his cousin, who still communicated with him a little, but only to show off what his father had bought for him. Those fifteen minutes of walking the dog every night were the most relaxing time of his day.
Half a month later, the dog suddenly started vomiting incessantly, so he took the dog to a nearby 24-hour pet hospital.
The dog had contracted distemper, and the death rate was extremely high. Immediate hospitalization was required, and the treatment cost would be at least several thousand yuan. At the time, even if he emptied his monthly allowance, he couldn’t afford it.
He immediately borrowed the doctor’s phone and called his second uncle, apologizing and confessing that he had secretly kept a dog in the house, hoping his second uncle would cover the treatment costs.
He received a scolding on the phone as his second uncle berated him for bothering him with such a trivial matter during a meeting and told him to immediately get rid of the dog.
He could only ask his cousin for money. Song Yan’s monthly allowance was hundreds of times his, but he refused to lend him any.
His grandfather had Alzheimer’s disease and was sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused. He was receiving treatment abroad and couldn’t be reached at all.
As he desperately thought about who else he could turn to for help, the dog missed the best time for treatment.
After that, he never had the intention to raise a pet again. Even if he had the financial means later on, he didn’t easily bring a dog home.
After all, it would be a new family member to accompany him for more than ten years, so he always wanted to make some preparations.
After graduating from college, Song Jianchu originally planned to go to New Zealand to find a quiet place to live for a few years, continue studying, and also adopt a dog there, making thorough preparations for it.
But plans don’t always go as expected.
After walking the dogs in the village for more than ten minutes, Song Jianchu sat on a chair by the roadside and played with the dogs for a while, getting his face licked with slobber.
“Sit down.” Song Jianchu pressed the dogs’ heads to prevent them from continuing to lick.
Watching the four well-behaved dogs sit down and stick their tongues out expectantly, Song Jianchu’s face showed a little smile. He rewarded each of them with a pat and some meat snacks.
Song Jianchu thought to himself that it felt similar to being with Teacher Mu Ye.
In a sense, he seemed to be raising a large dog now.
His phone rang in the pocket of his coat, and he took it out.
[MY: Why didn’t you wear a scarf when you went out?]
[MY: Where are you? I’m coming out.]
Song Jianchu replied with a text.
[Song Jianchu: I’m going back, no need to come.]
[MY: You used to take me everywhere [sad]]
[Song Jianchu: ……]
Song Jianchu sent his location.
“Why did you come out by yourself?” Mu Ye arrived quickly and put the scarf on him. “Are you cold?”
“I’m not cold.” Song Jianchu stood up. “Let’s go back.”
Mu Ye took hold of two dogs and walked back to the guesthouse with him. It was lunchtime for the production crew, and the cameraman didn’t follow them outside.
“Do you want to raise a dog?” Mu Ye asked.
Song Jianchu shook his head.
Mu Ye said, “Didn’t we prepare a luxurious dog house?”
“Let’s talk about it later,” Song Jianchu said.
Mu Ye nodded understandingly. “Sure, it’s better to raise a dog together when we’re in a relationship.”
Song Jianchu turned his head slowly. “?”
Mu Ye eagerly said, “Peppermint is our daughter, we can adopt a son as well.”
It seemed like Mu Ye had never considered the possibility of being rejected. He had even thought of a name: “Dengdeng” for the son.
Song Jianchu stared at Mu Ye’s profile. “Why?”
“Because he has a dad waiting for him for a long time.” Mu Ye took out his phone and glanced at it, sighing softly. “You’ve been considering for fifty-three minutes already.”
“…”
Song Jianchu’s gaze became complicated. “Didn’t you say I could consider for two months?”
Mu Ye smiled. “I didn’t mean to rush you. Take your time.”
Song Jianchu hesitated and slowly withdrew his gaze.
“Although this waiting is a bit hard to endure.” Mu Ye pretended to be relaxed. “It’s okay, don’t worry about me, I can handle it.”
“…”
Back at the guesthouse, Pei Shinian helped put the dogs in the enclosure and said, “Finally, you’re back. A couple has booked a photo shoot service, so you two can take them to the Cedar Forest scenic area now.”
The young couple, already dressed up, had been cuddling on the sofa for a long time, deeply in love, their hands intertwined.
Song Jianchu explained, “Sorry, the photo shoot we offer may not be very professional. If you need a professional photographer, we can have the crew’s photographer accompany you. We can provide transportation.”
Of course, they couldn’t miss such a great fan benefit, and the female guest quickly said, “We don’t need a professional teacher, you can come and take the photos.”
“Don’t worry, Chu Chu is also very professional,” Mu Ye witnessed it.
[“As the top internet celebrity, his photography skills must be at a professional level.”]
[“All those years of vlogging weren’t for nothing.”]
[“Taking photos of our son makes me envious.”]
Song Jianchu said, “Then let’s go, you two get in the car with Teacher Mu, and I’ll go get the camera.”
After retrieving his own camera, Song Jianchu and Mu Ye drove with the clients to the Cedar Forest scenic area.
Of course, the travel photography service couldn’t be dull all the way; they also had to act as half-tour guides. In order to liven up the atmosphere, Mu Ye took the initiative to start conversations with the clients.
Casually, Mu Ye asked, “How long have you been together?”
The female client and her boyfriend smiled at each other. “It’s been six months.”
“Envious,” Mu Ye smiled. “Dating must be interesting.”
Song Jianchu lowered his head to adjust the camera, his eyelid twitching.
“Teacher Mu can also date,” the female client said. “If Teacher Mu wants to find a partner, it won’t take long.”
“Not that simple,” Mu Ye glanced at the time in the car and sighed. “Eighty-six minutes have passed, and I’m still single.”
“?” the female client asked.
Song Jianchu: “…”
Song Jianchu calmly deleted a few photos from his memory card.
[“It feels like Teacher Mu has something to say?”]
[“What’s the meaning of ‘eighty-six minutes’? Does anyone understand?”]
[“The eighty-sixth minute of wanting to be in a relationship???”]
[“Husband, are you ready to fall in love? I finally found you!’]
[“To the person in front, my CP was ruined. There are no seasoning packets in the instant noodles.”]
Mu Ye smiled and asked again, “How long did it take for your boyfriend to pursue you?”
The boyfriend said, “She agreed after a week of pursuing.”
“Impressive,” Mu Ye smirked. “How did you manage that?”
The boyfriend tightened his grip on his girlfriend’s hand and said with a hint of pride, “She couldn’t bear to make me wait.”
The girlfriend lightly tapped him, “I should have made you chase me a few more days.”
Mu Ye sighed with a smile, “Envious. It’s nice to have someone who cares about you.”
Song Jianchu: “…”
Song Jianchu put away the camera and sat up straight, focusing on the road ahead.
[“Hahaha”]
[“What’s wrong with Teacher Mu today? He seems so melancholic.”]
[“The Melancholic King of the Music Industry”]
[“He must have been single for too long.”]
[“I always feel like Teacher Mu is cueing someone.”]
After sitting calmly for a while, Song Jianchu couldn’t help but doubt himself.
Did he really make Mu Ye wait for too long?
Mu Ye’s ability to withstand pressure seemed weaker than he had imagined.
Song Jianchu felt a little regretful.
If he had known, he wouldn’t have asked yesterday. If he hadn’t mentioned it, Mu Ye wouldn’t have had any expectations.
He discreetly glanced at Mu Ye, and a faint sense of resilience could be seen behind his smiling lips.
After thinking for a moment, Song Jianchu took out his phone and sent a message to Yin Chi.
[Song Jianchu: Brother, I have something to ask you.]
[Yin Chi: Brother, having relationship issues again? 😁]
[Song Jianchu:…Sort of.]
[Yin Chi: Go ahead and ask. Relationship expert Yin is here to help. 😎]
After contemplating for a while, Song Jianchu typed seriously.
[Song Jianchu: After being confessed to, I haven’t given the other person an answer yet, and they seem really upset now. How should I comfort them?]
[Yin Chi: How long has Mu been in this situation?]
[Song Jianchu:…]
Song Jianchu glanced at the time.
[Song Jianchu: Ninety-three minutes.]
[Yin Chi: My advice is to ignore it.]
[Song Jianchu: .]
[Yin Chi: It’s only been a few hours. Is my brother so easy to win over? Make them wait.]
[Song Jianchu: [Transfers 20,000 yuan]]
[Yin Chi: In this situation, I suggest you play some music that he likes or let him do something to divert his attention. It can effectively relieve his anxiety.]
Song Jianchu turned around and asked, “Do you mind if we play some music?”
The female client said, “No, I want to listen to music too.”
Song Jianchu opened the playlist and played Mu Ye’s album on repeat in the car.
Yin Chi’s suggestion proved to be effective, as the calm expression returned to Mu Ye’s face.
Song Jianchu let out a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, the situation was only temporarily relieved. When they arrived at the scenic area, Song Jianchu took photos for the young couple while Mu Ye stood by his side.
However, the melancholy expression gradually reappeared on Mu Ye’s face as he watched the sweet interaction of the couple.
“Get a little closer, that’s it, look at each other, very good.”
Song Jianchu pressed the shutter button, and Mu Ye, with his hands in his pockets, looked at the affectionate couple and murmured, “I’ve never taken this kind of photo before.”
Song Jianchu’s finger paused. “…”
He had to resort to the second method provided by Yin Chi and handed another camera to Mu Ye. “If you’re bored, you can go take pictures of the snowy scenery.”
Mu Ye took the camera eagerly and asked, “Can I take pictures of you?”
Song Jianchu replied, “…Sure.”
[“Ahhh”]
[“Mu Ye, take more pictures and remember to post them on Weibo!!”]
[“Sob, sob, I also want beautiful photos of my son”]
[“Damn it, I’m actually jealous of my son’s male god”]
The faint sense of melancholy vanished from Mu Ye’s face, and he happily picked up the camera to take pictures of Song Jianchu. He pressed the shutter and said with delight, “Jianchu looks great in photos no matter how they’re taken.”
Mu Ye turned to the camera teacher who was following Song Jianchu and said, “Sorry, can you give me this angle?”
The camera teacher took a few steps back.
[“Little bro with a camera looks so cool, hahaha”]
[“Hahaha, the top musician openly snatching the camera teacher’s job”]
Song Jianchu let out another sigh of relief and allowed Mu Ye to take pictures of him casually while he continued to take photos of the young couple.
However, this method didn’t work for too long either.
After finishing the travel photography service and returning to the homestay, it was already dark, and it was time for the members’ dinner.
Bai Xingyu served the dishes and said, “Come over and have dinner, we’ve been waiting for you.”
“You’re back so late,” Pei Shinian asked, “Was the Cedar Forest beautiful? Show me the photos later.”
“It was beautiful,” Mu Ye said, “We can go together before we leave.”
Song Jianchu wasn’t very hungry and planned to organize the photos before eating. He sat down in front of the computer and said, “You guys go ahead and eat. I’ll export the photos for the clients to choose.”
Mu Ye sat down next to him and said to Bai Xingyu, “I’ll eat with Jianchu.”
Bai Xingyu said, “Then I’ll set aside some dishes for you.”
Song Jianchu said, “Mu Ye, go ahead and eat. You don’t have to wait for me.”
Mu Ye stared at him for two seconds, and the smile in his eyes slowly disappeared as he said softly, “You used to eat with me.”
Song Jianchu replied, “…Wait for me for five minutes.”
Mu Ye lazily propped his chin, looking at him while he was organizing the photos. “No rush.”
[“Hahaha, Mu Ye is so possessive”]
[“My son is tightly held in Mu Ye’s grip”]
[“Mu Ye, you clingy spirit, do you have to stick to my son even while eating?”]
After finishing work, Song Jianchu returned to the dormitory.
He was a bit tired today and planned to take a shower and go to bed early. He entered the bathroom with the pajamas he was going to change into. “Mu Ye, I’ll go first.”
After taking a few steps, he noticed that Mu Ye followed him in. Song Jianchu turned around in surprise, “Do you want to use the bathroom too?”
Mu Ye’s gaze was ambiguous as he softly asked, “Together?”
Song Jianchu’s breathing hitched, and he suddenly remembered the scene in the bathroom during their vacation abroad. His heart started beating faster.
They had only showered together once, and something unforgettable had happened.
Song Jianchu wasn’t opposed to anything happening between him and Mu Ye, but it didn’t seem appropriate in this situation.
“…No,” he found an excuse, “The bathroom is too small. Why don’t you go first?”
Just as he was about to leave, he saw Mu Ye lower his head slightly, a touch of sadness in the curve of his lips. “You praised my performance when we showered together before.”
Song Jianchu’s footsteps halted, and the gaze he turned back with was filled with doubt.
Does he have it?
…It seemed like I was overwhelmed at the time and casually praised it.
Song Jianchu felt like covering his face.
With just one word, this person could remember until now.
Holding his own pajamas, Mu Ye smiled faintly with a touch of disappointment, “You promised not to distance yourself from me, but you’re not keeping your word.”
“…”
“Wash together, but no doing anything else.”
Song Jianchu locked the bathroom door, calmly walked back, and efficiently took off his shirt.
Mu Ye’s gaze slowly swept over his upper body, his eyes deep and his tone regretful as he whispered, “Jianchu’s abs are so beautiful. I used to be able to touch them casually.”
Song Jianchu turned on the water, feeling a bit numb, his expression emotionless, “Touch them, but wash quickly.”
Mu Ye stood closer, enjoying the sight as he narrowed his eyes, “The feel is still so good.”
Seeing him reach for the shampoo, Mu Ye eagerly said, “Let me wash your hair for you.”
Song Jianchu resorted to the second method once again, giving Mu Ye something to do to prevent him from thinking of anything else, and calmly said, “Thank you.”
Song Jianchu lowered his head and let Mu Ye wash his hair. Mu Ye carefully lathered the foam on his head, his gaze briefly sweeping over his chest, and he chuckled, “Jianchu, you look good everywhere.”
His face was about to catch fire; he was afraid he would evaporate on the spot. Song Jianchu bit his lip and endured it, speaking calmly, “Mu Ye, our agreement…”
“No touching.” Mu Ye stopped when things were going well, the spring-like expression in his eyes fading away. After a day of acting, he busily returned to his usual appearance, “Don’t rush me.”
Song Jianchu had never endured such a difficult shower in his life. Every minute and second felt like being roasted in a furnace.
Finally finished washing, his entire body turned red from head to toe. He stood at the bathroom door, taking several seconds to recover before he could relax a little.
Just as he was about to go to the refrigerator to grab a cold milk and refresh himself, Mu Ye approached from behind, hung onto his back, and buried his head, taking deep breaths. The cool, damp ends of the man’s hair brushed against his ear, and his nose pressed against his neck, enjoying the scent, “Taking a deep breath of my future boyfriend’s fragrance.”
Song Jianchu stood still and let him continue.
Suddenly, he realized numbly that whether he agreed or not to date Mu Ye, it didn’t seem to make much of a difference.
His pursuer seemed to have no intention of giving him the option to refuse.
Finally lying on the bed, Song Jianchu was skillfully and naturally embraced by Mu Ye, holding him tightly and eagerly saying by his face, “The happiest time of the day for Jianchu.”
Even without being in a relationship, Song Jianchu was already a little tired of the intimacy. “Let’s not be happy tonight, let’s sleep.”
Mu Ye fell silent, burying his head and hugging him tightly.
Mu Ye’s voice was low and serious as he suddenly asked, “Jianchu, would you reject me?”
Song Jianchu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling in the darkness, not blinking for a long time. His heartbeat and breathing slowed down, his shoulder firmly pressed by the man’s arm, feeling a bit overbearing and possessive.
Mu Ye looked at him from the side of his face, speaking softly, “If you decide to reject me, can you tell me a few days in advance?”
“Give me a chance to review, if there are any low scores, I’ll make some last-minute adjustments.”
“Teacher Song is too strict when grading, the longer the time, the more uncertain I feel.”
“If there are no mistakes, the results would have been out long ago.”
Song Jianchu closed his eyes again.
He couldn’t bear to hear Mu Ye speak in such an insecure tone, and he furrowed his brows slightly.
He couldn’t give an answer.
As long as grades were given, the one being evaluated became the examinee.
“Let’s just be happy for a while.” Song Jianchu answered a different question.
Song Jianchu opened his eyes again and turned his head slightly.
Mu Ye quietly watched him, his eyes deep and probing, motionless.
“Mu Ye.” Song Jianchu turned around, a faint smile on his lips, “Don’t think too much.”
so clingy…
i’m starting to not liking MY’s characteristics..
‘not distance yourself’ not means that you could force to be on someone’s way doing sth when they feel reluctant about it :/