The source of a sense of security is embracing.
Mu Ye hugged him tightly, soothing him with kisses and speaking in a comforting voice by his ear.
His brain was in a warm and chaotic state. Song Jianchu could understand a few sentences, but only at the beginning could he cooperate and listen.
His arm blocked his view, so he couldn’t see Mu Ye’s face, but he could only hear his voice.
He heard Mu Ye whispering softly, “Darling, you’re too nervous.”
Song Jianchu kept taking deep breaths.
In a daze, he began to wander and recall the last time when he couldn’t control himself and needed to be comforted by being held. It seemed like it was still in his childhood…
But it wasn’t uncomfortable.
As long as he thought that the person was Mu Ye, a sense of security would envelop him, turning any discomfort into emotional satisfaction and passion.
Song Jianchu was too exhausted to open his eyes. Mu Ye wouldn’t let him sleep, kissing his face and saying, “Happy birthday, Chuc Chu.”
Song Jianchu couldn’t even straighten his fingers, lazily running his fingertips through Mu Ye’s hair and saying, “Let’s rest for a while.”
Mu Ye lay down beside him, embracing him.
Just as Song Jianchu was about to fall asleep, Mu Ye whispered by his ear, “Darling, you still have a lot of things left from your shopping.”
In a fuzzy state of consciousness, it took a few seconds for Song Jianchu to process this sentence.
Leftovers?
Cake?
He was too tired and didn’t feel like eating.
Song Jianchu struggled to open his eyes and glanced past the shadow of his eyelashes, confused.
Mu Ye was still energetic, his fingertips playing with Song Jianchu’s hair, his gaze affectionate.
Mu Ye squinted his eyes, coaxing and tempting, “Change the flavor and have another one?”
After sleeping for two hours, Song Jianchu reluctantly woke up and realized that he was being passively washed for the second time.
Feeling slightly refreshed after the wash, he and Mu Ye cut the birthday cake and each had a piece.
The dark chocolate cake had a rich and mellow flavor, the bitterness balancing out the sweetness, making it not too overwhelming and suitable for replenishing energy after exercise.
As a nineteen-year-old, Song Jianchu’s stamina recovered quickly. After finishing the cake, his health bar increased by fifty percent.
Mu Ye held him in his arms.
They shared another chocolate-flavored kiss, a tender, quiet, and intimate one.
Song Jianchu lazily leaned on Mu Ye’s shoulder and didn’t want to move. Mu Ye wrapped his arm around his waist, helping him tidy his messy hair and asked, “How do you want to spend tomorrow?”
I want to spend it with you.
The answer appeared in his mind, but it was too clingy to be uttered.
Resting his forehead against Muye’s broad shoulder, Song Jianchu affectionately tilted his head, burying his face in the warm neck and deeply inhaling Mu Ye’s unique scent.
Mu Ye’s eyes flickered, and he gently stroked the boy’s head. He asked, “Hmm?”
“Teacher Mu,” Song Jianchu slowly opened his eyes and softly said, “Let me take care of you.”
“Really?”
Song Jianchu closed his eyes again and replied, “Hmm.”
Mu Ye pretended to hesitate and asked, “But if I retire, I won’t be your teacher anymore. Will you still like me, Chu Chu?”
“I will.”
Mu Ye intentionally tempted, “Then, what will you call me?”
“Brother?” Song Jianchu paused for a moment and added a word in a tiny voice, “…Brother.”
Mu Ye lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, speaking with a hint of regret, “Chu Chu, is it impossible for you to call me husband?”
“…?”
Song Jianchu’s pupils froze, and he decisively pretended to fall asleep.
Mu Ye didn’t want to give up and continued asking, “If I try harder and change flavors more often, will I have a chance to hear it?”
“…”
“But others call their partners that way, and I want to try it too. I wonder if being called husband really brings that much joy.”
“Who is the other person?”
“Brother Xing can say that? He doesn’t believe it.”
Mu Ye forgave him and rubbed his head, sighing, “It’s fine not to call it a relationship when we’re dating. But after we get married, you can only call it that, right?”
“???”
Song Jianchu’s eyelashes trembled.
He wasn’t a girl, so after getting married, he had to… say those two words?
“Then, let’s start with calling you ‘brother’ first.” Mu Ye kissed the top of his head and said indulgently, “Considering that we won’t be able to get married for a few more years, you won’t have many opportunities to call me ‘brother’ anymore. Don’t have any regrets.”
“…”
Listening to Mu Ye’s rambling, Song Jianchu’s face turned tomato red even in his ‘sleep.’
He felt like he might have been influenced by something just now.
How could he take back that slip of a dreamy remark?
Mu Ye’s second concert date was approaching, and he needed to leave for a while.
The second concert was also in China, but the location was far from the capital city.
Mu Ye was hesitating, whether to take Song Jianchu with him or let him continue recuperating at home.
Song Jianchu’s decision was straightforward; he planned to go with him. If he went along, Mu Ye would definitely spend most of his time clinging to him instead of working.
Gu Jiaming brought back sushi takeout that Mu Ye’s ‘boss lady’ had ordered. He saw his boss frowning at his phone and didn’t seem very happy.
“Worried again?” Gu Jiaming opened the takeout box and handed chopsticks to Mu Ye. “Your partner ordered this heart-shaped takeout, so you won’t have any worries after eating it.”
“Seven days.” Mu Ye sighed, looking at the takeout in front of him.
“Being apart for seven days shouldn’t be a big deal.” Gu Jiaming joked, “If it’s really difficult, just put him in a suitcase and take him with you.”
Mu Ye frowned. “He wouldn’t agree.”
Gu Jiaming felt embarrassed. “You really dare to think about it.”
After finishing his own portion, Gu Jiaming noticed that Mu Ye still had an appetite and extended the chopsticks to him. “If you don’t want it anymore, give it to me. This takeout costs several thousand yuan, don’t waste it.”
Mu Ye pushed away his hand.
Gu Jiaming helplessly said, “You should go back and discuss it with him properly. He was your fan before all this, and now he’s accompanying you on business trips and concerts. It should be a simple matter.”
“He needs to rest.”
“Then let him rest, and you can come back quickly after the concert.”
Mu Ye worriedly said, “He’s been away for so long, I wonder what he’s thinking.”
Gu Jiaming said tactfully, “Do you think he’ll be fine?”
“Don’t you know? He’s clingy. He can’t be away from home.” Mu Ye sighed. “After all, he’s just a teenager. What will he do if he’s scared at night when he’s not at home?”
Gu Jiaming replied, “Isn’t your home equipped with a dog?”
Mu Ye glanced at him indifferently. “What’s the use of a dog?”
Gu Jiaming’s expression became complicated, as in some ways, he was indeed similar to a dog.
Mu Ye rubbed his temples in distress and made a difficult decision. “Don’t schedule any more appointments after the concert. I need to come back quickly. I’ll accompany him, so he won’t be alone at home.”
Gu Jiaming said, “…”
“By the way, I remember your boyfriend is an adult, right? He used to be your superior?”
After all, Gu Jiaming was the boss who paid his salary, so he could only make these complaints in his mind.
Mu Ye was too possessive, and Song Jianchu was getting bored at home.
Every day, it was either walking the dog or cuddling with each other. There was nothing else to do.
He had never had such leisure in his life.
It was nice to enjoy time, but Song Jianchu felt that his precious time shouldn’t be wasted like this.
If he hadn’t fallen ill and started dating Mu Ye, at this time he should have been studying abroad for his master’s degree.
Currently, his plans for further studies have been put on hold by Song Jianchu.
In the past few days, he edited and uploaded the vlog episode that he and Mu Ye had recorded, onto Weibo.
Song Jianchu’s fans were eagerly waiting for the variety show, but unexpectedly discovered that their idol had surprised them with an update! And it was the first time they appeared together as a married couple!
The number of reposts and likes on the vlog reached a historical high.
[So sweet, so sweet! Is this the new style for our son’s vlogs?]
[He’s celebrating a special day in advance, right? Why so early?]
[It’s probably the lunar calendar date.]
[Now, we can only call him ‘husband’ here. I also want my husband to celebrate sweet occasions like this.]
[Sobs, he’s such a good son. Mom is so proud! But still, take care of yourself and rest!]
[Mu Ye is truly a divine boyfriend.]
[Although, it’s enough, but I want more!!]
[They are so perfect together. When will they get married?]
[The cost of attending their wedding? Please let us attend it at the same location.]
[Hahaha, is Mu Ye jealous?]
[Mu Ye? Is that you, Mu Ye?]
[I vaguely smelled the aroma of tea from the part where they bought hats.]
[The tea aroma was strong at the venue.]
Even many celebrities joined in the comments.
[Pei Shinian: Ah, why didn’t you call it a ‘daily cake’ when you ate the cake?”]
[Kun Yu’an: Hehe, hehehe, so cute together.]
[Qin Fang: The video is great, and that cat in the video is so majestic, like a dreamy cat. [Heart-eyes emoji]]
After the vlog was posted, many people sent private messages expressing their desire to adopt the stray cats and dogs that appeared in the video. Song Jianchu called a pet store, and the majestic cat had already been adopted.
He sent a message to Qin Fang, asking for help in facilitating the adoption process of the majestic cat.
The qualification process for adopting stray animals at this store was strict, and Qin Fang met the requirements. He went there the same day and brought the majestic cat home, giving it a powerful name, Wei Long.
When Mu Ye finished work and returned home that night, he found Song Jianchu in the study.
Song Jianchu fell asleep while reading in the study, and Peppermint and others squeezed onto his legs to sleep.
The warm evening light cast a soft golden hue on Song Jianchu’s slightly messy hair through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Mu Ye lowered his gaze and fell silent for a while, feeling a tenderness in his heart.
He was about to carry Song Jianchu into the bedroom when Song Jianchu opened his eyes.
Song Jianchu was still awake and stared at Mu Ye dazedly for a few seconds before snapping back to reality. Peppermint and others jumped off his legs and fussed around Mu Ye. He rubbed his eyes and looked up, saying, “Do you want to eat tonight? I’ll make it for you.”
Mu Ye took a gentle breath and simply lifted him up.
“You…”
Song Jianchu was momentarily stunned, and his ears quickly turned red.
In the past few days, they had exhausted all the flavors. Mu Ye’s eyes were fixed on the person waiting quietly on the bed, and he opened a new box of flavors.
Looking at the still-bright sky outside the window, Song Jianchu felt that this might not be very restrained.
“Mu Ye,” he gently reminded, “we’re going too fast.”
“Tomorrow, we’ll be apart for seven days.” Mu Ye lowered his head and bit his own lip. “The last box.”
After tasting the new flavor, it was already late at night.
Song Jianchu was too lazy to move, so Mu Ye cooked two bowls of noodles.
Mu Ye played with his chopsticks, hesitating. “What if you come with me?”
“I’m not going,” Song Jianchu rationalized and refused. “I’ll wait for you at home.”
Mu Ye said, “Then you need to rest well at home and not go to the company.”
Song Jianchu tried to negotiate. “Mu Ye, it’s already settled.”
“No, you need to rest for at least another half a month.” Mu Ye’s attitude on this matter was resolute. “If you want to go to the company, you can come with me.”
Song Jianchu could only compromise.
Parting during the honeymoon period was always difficult.
When they went to sleep, Mu Ye clung tightly to him, talked incessantly, and wouldn’t let him sleep.
Just after tasting the new flavors from the small box, Song Jianchu’s back ached, his legs hurt, and he was so tired that his eyelids were fighting to stay open. But he had to stay up and chat with his boyfriend.
“Will you miss me?” Mu Ye asked.
Song Jianchu, half-asleep, lazily replied, “I will.”
“Only nine more hours until I leave. Do you have anything else you want to say?”
“…Take care.”
“…Is that all?”
Song Jianchu slowly closed his eyes. “Good luck.”
“…”
Mu Ye shook him awake. “Darling don’t sleep.”
Song Jianchu squinted his eyes. “Hmm.”
“Anything else?” Mu Ye wasn’t quite satisfied. “I want to hear more intimate words.”
Song Jianchu was already too tired to think clearly, as if he was talking in his sleep. “Brother, take care… Brother, good luck.”
“…”
Mu Ye stared at the sleepy person for a couple of seconds, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
He leaned closer and tentatively whispered, “Darling call me ‘husband’?”
“…Husband.”
Mu Ye continued to coax gently. “Your husband is going to work in a faraway place. What should you say?”
“…Husband, take care.”
“And?”
“Husband, good luck.”
Mu Ye kissed the man’s face with satisfaction. “Good boy, go to sleep.”