T/L: just a note, this is purely for comedy, and there’s a regression of SY’s character development as a result. Just think of this chapter as an OOC gag.
[Book Title]: Diary of Xia Zhiye
[Genre]: Appears to be a parody of Hu Shi’s diary, subject to oral condemnation.
[Author]: Literary Master Xia Zhiye
[Update Method]: Serialized on paper
[Update Time]: Probably when fate allows
[Important Characters]: Song Yan, Song Daxi, Song Shuangxi, Song Duoxi, Song-xiansheng, Tyrant Song, Lovely Cutie Song… (There may be other titles in the future, represented by ellipses)
[Reading Guide]: Song-xiansheng, if you happen to read this, please remember to close the diary. Sneaking a peek at your boyfriend’s diary is a very rude behavior, you know.
[Other]: That’s it for now. I’ll write more when I feel like it.
Year 2022
June 26
Today Song-xiansheng agreed to elope with me, I am very happy. I think every day with Song-xiansheng in the future should be extremely memorable, so I bought a notebook with a lock at the gate of the school, intending to record everything in the future.
As for why I bought one with a lock, I will not elaborate here, just in case Song-xiansheng breaks the lock one day. This might save my life.
But I have to say that Song-xiansheng is really unreasonable. Today he insisted on asking me when I got my driver’s license and when I bought the car. I said that I got my driver’s license during the winter vacation and bought the car during the winter vacation.
He asked me why I could take the driving test during the winter vacation but couldn’t see him. I said it was because his father didn’t allow me to see him. He asked me why I couldn’t just beat his father to death. I thought about it for a moment and found myself speechless.
So Song-xiansheng said that I loved cars but not me, which was really unfair to me. But I didn’t dare to say it because I tried to concentrate on driving and try to get Song-xiansheng’s forgiveness.
June 27
I drove all night and felt a little sleepy, so I put on a song called “Elopement” by Zheng Jun.
I think it’s very good, very appropriate, and very pleasant. I hummed along without even realizing it.
Then Song-xiansheng said with disdain that my singing was really unpleasant. I was not convinced, so I asked Song-xiansheng to sing a song as well.
Song-xiansheng sang it, and then I realized that my singing was indeed unpleasant to hear.
But it doesn’t matter now. We are back at the hotel. It’s time for me to sleep with Song-xiansheng.
June 28
We were unable to continue my journey temporarily and stayed in the hotel for a day and a night. I slept on the hotel’s sofa.
Lovely Cutie Song doesn’t like being called an “early shooter”.
I remember. I will do it again next time.
June 29th
Slept on the sofa.
June 30
Slept on the sofa.
July 1
Slept on the sofa.
July 2
I slept on the sofa for three days during our three-day trip to the last city. If it continues like this, I think it will affect the harmony of our relationship. So after arriving in the new city today, I specially bought the local specialty green plum wine and checked into the best hotel, so there is no way I will sleep on the sofa tonight.
July 3
I succeeded last night.
Sleeping on the sofa today.
The hotel is on the 28th floor, with 270-degree wrap-around floor-to-ceiling windows, which is great.
July 4
Slept on the sofa.
July 5
Slept on the sofa.
July 6
Slept on the sofa.
July 7
Song Daxi hasn’t let me hug him for three days! It’s all because of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel1the implication is that they had sex against (or probably facing) the giant windows looking directly outdoor, so Song Yan was too embarrassed because of it. Thank you Lillian Cho for the clarification!! Xia Zhiye, Xia Zhiye, how can you be so depraved and unable to control yourself? In this case, how can you let Song Daxi forgive you? So you must not be a beast tonight.
July 8
Today I passed by a flower garden. The flowers were blooming beautifully. I picked a bunch, wrapped them delicately, and gave them to Song Yan. I could see that he liked them very much, so I kissed him. I think I can go back to bed and sleep tonight.
July 9
Slept on the sofa.
July 10
Slept on the sofa.
July 11
Slept on the sofa.
July 12
Slept on the sofa.
July 13
Xia Zhiye, Xia Zhiye, why can’t you control your hands once you get back to bed? You know Song Yan can’t really control his ejaculation, but why do you want to see him cry and call you “gege”? How are you different from an animal? But this time it’s been more than three days. When will Song Daxi calm down?
Distressed.
Why are there always so many troubles in life?
Sad.
July 14
Today we drove on the Sichuan-Tibet South Line. Because of the navigation, we got off the highway at night. There was no village or shop nearby. Song-xiansheng and I were able to fall asleep in the car. I think this should be a good opportunity for reconciliation, and I should seize it.
July 14th evening
It’s great to have a big car.
July 15
Song-xiansheng is really unreasonable.
It was clearly he who felt cold and crawled into my arms first, but how could he end up calling me a pervert? I still feel wronged, but I still dare not say anything.
But I found out that Song-xiansheng originally liked to sit on my lap.
I remember, I’ll continue next time.
July 16
Finally checked into the hotel.
Slept on the sofa.
July 17
Slept on the sofa.
July 18
Slept on the sofa.
July 19
I feel like I can’t live like this any longer. I must let Song Yan know who is the real head of the family.
July 20
Song Yan is the head of the family, and I am a mere follower.
Song Yan is the head of the family, and I am a mere follower.
Song Yan is the head of the family, and I am a mere follower.
Song Yan is the head of the family, and I am a mere follower.
…… (one hundred times omitted here)
July 20 (True)
The previous page was written for Song Yan to read. I will tear it off and give it to him later. It was not my original intention, nor is it my true thought.
So I am still the real head of the family. I am just coaxing him. To be honest, how could I be afraid of him?
July 21
Red keyboard is more painful than the blue keyboard when kneeling. I’ll try the brown one next time.
PS: Don’t buy the cool mint flavored condom next time, Song Yan doesn’t like it.
July 24th
Finally we arrived at the Potala Palace. The weather was very good today, the sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the wind was blowing. Song-xiansheng and I were in a very good mood, and we even took a photo.
When I sent it to Aunt Tan and my cousin, they asked us why we had to travel like this.
I think they have no aesthetic taste. We are just darker, thinner, and look more haggard because we didn’t have time to shave for three days on the road. But we are still very rich and handsome young men. They must be jealous.
July 25
Song Yan made a wish in front of the Potala Palace.
What did he wish for?
He said: “I can’t tell you, because if I tell you it won’t work.”
But even without him saying it, I knew that his first wish was to grow old with me.
He just loves me so much, and I can say this with blind confidence.
July 26
Song Yan had altitude sickness. He had a fever, vomited, and his face was incredibly pale.
The doctor said that his health was not good and he needed to recover slowly.
I know this is very rude, but I still can’t help but curse, that damned Song Minghai.
Okay, I’ve finished scolding him. I will be a gentleman in the future and won’t say such vulgar words again. But it’s really sad to see Song Daxi like this.
Fortunately, I have learned cooking from Grandma since long ago, so I can cook what Song Daxi likes. He must eat three meals a day, without missing a single meal. This will keep him plump and healthy.
July 26
I slept in the bed, hugged Pitiable Xiao Song peacefully, and felt like I was sleeping soundly.
July 27
We are still sleeping in the same bed. I’m still holding Pitiable Xiao Song quietly, and still sleeping soundly.
July 28
Song Yan finally recovered, but he couldn’t get used to the food here, so we decided to leave and go to the closest sea.
July 30
We really couldn’t drive anymore and Song-xiansheng was also very tired, so after he had a cute tantrum, we decided to go to Hainan to see the sea during the winter vacation.
It so happens that my brother-in-law has a private sea view holiday villa in Hainan. I thought he wouldn’t mind borrowing it for a few days. After all, I helped his wife to win many Glory Kings titles. Even if I have no credit, I should be credited for my hard work.
It’s still midsummer, but I’m already looking forward to winter.
Winter, winter, please hurry up. I hope Song-xiansheng will be in good health by then, otherwise I will have to sleep on the sofa again.
How can I make this possible?
July 31
I went home and received the admission letter from Peking University.
We both went to the School of Management. In the words of Fang Chang and Zhao Ruiwen, it seemed that we would become evil capitalists in the future.
I told him we wouldn’t.
August 1
Because we are already the evil capitalists.
August 2
We were looking at houses.
I don’t have a Beijing family registry, so I can’t buy a house near the school. In the end, I can only mooch off from Song Yan’s property.
But I also think there’s nothing wrong with that.
Because as the personal chambermaid of Young Master Song and also the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country, I have even more reason to sell my body to show my gratitude to my financial sponsor.
August 3
Slept in the guest room.
August 4
Slept in the guest room.
August 5
Slept in the guest room.
August 6
Song Lele asked me if I had a fight with his brother. Otherwise, why would he kick me down from the master bedroom every night? I didn’t know how to answer him.
After all, he is still young.
I can’t tell him that his brother doesn’t like such an intense and special way of “my thanks”.
His brother is really picky.
August 7
Today is the Qixi2aka the Chinese’s Valentine Day holiday. Yet, I am here helping Song Lele with his math test paper.
Because that child was curious whether there were mosquitoes in his brother’s house, otherwise why would there be a red spot on his brother’s neck.
So he got 69 more math papers, and I can only sleep in the guest room again.
We really have no status in this family.
August 14
It’s been a week.
The bed in the guest room is so hard. I miss the big soft bed in Song Yan’s room.
I had to resort to some trickery.
August 15
The golden retriever puppy was brought home from a friend. It was small, soft, chubby, and round. I could hold it in one hand. It was also very cute and good at acting spoiled. I guess Song Daxi would like it very much.
August 16
Slept in the guest room.
August 17
Slept in the guest room.
August 18
Slept in the guest room.
August 19
As expected, Song Daxi liked it very much. Without my consent, he named it Xia Daye and let it occupy my bed.
I fell out of favor.
Jealousy makes me ugly.
August 20
I gave Song-xiansheng, who had fallen in love with someone else, a severe lesson.
Then I was taught a harsher lesson.
While his knees turned red, my knees turned red too.
My knees were red from kneeling on the keyboard, but as for why his knees were red, he didn’t allow me to tell anyone, so I couldn’t write it down.
I can only quietly write down in my diary that Song-xiansheng’s skin is really white and really delicate.
August 21
Condemnation! Angry condemnation!
Song-xiansheng violently broke the lock and saw the [Reading Guide] on the first page but did not stop reading. He is really rude!
Damn it, it’s really damn bad.
But I didn’t dare to accuse him angrily, because in our family, no matter what Song-xiansheng did, it was always my fault.
So in the end I was able to use my body to beg for Song-xiansheng’s forgiveness, and then replaced the diary with a stronger new lock.
August 22
That seller is a scammer.
The lock is not strong at all.
I had to sell my body again to get forgiveness.
August 23
Song-xiansheng was probably tired, too tired to even lose his temper, so he asked me not to lock the diary.
I asked him why.
He said he was afraid that many years later, if I became demented and couldn’t remember where I put the keys, he would never see them again.
I then realized that Lovely Song-xiansheng also liked my diary and wanted to read it many, many years later.
I think this is not bad.
Therefore, the serialization period is temporarily set at 2100, the day when Song-xiansheng and I both have gray hair.
August 24
Thinking that this diary will become our memoir in the future, I decided to add a sentence “I love Song Yan” every day. In this way, when Song-xiansheng was grey and had a memory problem, he will know that I have loved him for a very long time and love him every day, from our early youth to old age, and it has never changed. It’s great.
So, I love Song Yan.
August 25
I love Song Yan.
I guess Song-xiansheng sneaked a peek at my diary again yesterday because he was in a good mood last night and I didn’t sleep in the guest room today.
August 26
Slept in the guest room.
I love Song Yan.
August 27
Slept in the guest room.
I love Song Yan.
August 30
After sleeping in the guest room for five days, I still love Song Yan.
August 31
Even if I have to sleep in the guest room for the rest of my life, I will always love Song Yan.
August 31 evening
Song-xiansheng was indeed soft-hearted, and the bed in the master bedroom was indeed comfortable.
He slept peacefully and I kissed him.
I told him: “I love Song Yan, good night.”
Tomorrow is another new journey.
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