The seemingly casual word “good boy” uttered by Bian Shu shocked Sun Tianjiao.
In his entire life, only his parents had praised him as a good boy.
And wasn’t this word a bit too intimate?
Sun Tianjiao panicked, feeling uneasy, and as a result, Bian Shu died four times in the game.
Bian Shu: “….”
Sun Tianjiao: “….”
Bian Shu didn’t even know how to pick up a gun, and he completely skipped the newbie tutorial. In fact, it all depended on Sun Tianjiao to guide him.
But at this moment, Sun Tianjiao was flustered and didn’t have the mindset to teach Bian Shu anything.
Bian Shu tactfully said, “It seems like this game still has some difficulty.”
Sun Tianjiao’s face was already red with embarrassment, “My bad, I didn’t play well. Maybe I should find one of our club’s pros to carry you.”
Bian Shu smiled helplessly, “You used to be fine, and I’m not that concerned about winning or losing.”
Although his voice was low, Sun Tianjiao still heard the words “used to.”
What happened before?
Did they know each other before?
Bian Shu: “My sister Bian Ning wants to thank you. How about coming over to my place for dinner sometime?”
“Ah? No, no, it’s not necessary. How could I? Besides, you’ve already treated me.” Sun Tianjiao repeatedly declined.
He was very disappointed in his performance today.
He had promised to carry Mr. Bian to victory and chicken dinners in the newbie games, but he ended up being so flustered that Mr. Bian had such a poor gaming experience.
Maybe Mr. Bian’s “good boy” was just a verbal tic, said to everyone, but he heard a hint of sweetness in it.
Bian Shu: “Come on, otherwise, Bian Ning will be disappointed.”
“Okay.” Sun Tianjiao reluctantly agreed.
There was no reasoning with little girls; you just had to make them happy.
Moreover, that little girl was a bit of a chuunibyou; just because he tutored her once, she respected him like a teacher.
Bian Shu: “It’s the weekend after tomorrow, and she doesn’t have classes.”
Sun Tianjiao hesitated, “Alright.”
He felt like he was meeting Mr. Bian more frequently lately, but it seemed reasonable and justified.
And, there didn’t seem to be any harm in befriending someone like Mr. Bian.
In the living room, Bian Ning was sweating profusely, stuffing all her belongings haphazardly into boxes, using her knees to push against them, gritting her teeth as she zipped them shut.
If it weren’t for the sturdy quality of the boxes, they would have burst open long ago.
Seeing that nothing was left behind, Bian Ning sighed heavily and collapsed to the floor, too tired to even move a finger.
Finally, she had packed everything, and tomorrow she could go home.
This time, she did well on her exams, so she no longer had to hide from her parents and could move into her own princess room.
How satisfying!
Bian Shu walked out of the study, leaned against the door frame, frowned at Bian Ning sprawled out on the living room floor, and lifted a teacup to take a sip.
“Don’t leave. Spend the weekend here.”
Bian Ning raised her eyelids slightly, “???”
Bian Shu remained calm, with no hint of guilt in his eyes, “Put everything back.”
Bian Ning was furious, like a little leopard without claws, snarling, “Piggy Bian! Didn’t you tell me to scram?”
Bian Shu tasted his tea and said lightly, “I need you for something temporary.”
Bian Ning: “Don’t take advantage of me for anything dirty!”
Bian Shu shrugged nonchalantly, “I’ll give you ten thousand spending money.”
Bian Ning clasped her hands together and shook them forcefully in front of Bian Shu’s eyes, “My dear brother, I, your sister, will follow your orders without hesitation. Wherever you command me to go, I will go. If you say go east, I will never go west; if you say go north, I will never go south!”
Bian Shu remained silent for a few seconds, satisfied, and returned to his room with the teacup.
Meanwhile, Bian Ning muttered curses under her breath in the living room.
Their parents were afraid of spoiling them, so they tightly controlled their allowance cards until they became adults.
Despite Bian Ning’s decent appearance, she actually felt heartbroken even buying an ice cream popsicle at the school gate.
Otherwise, when Sun Tianjiao offered to buy her equipment back then, she wouldn’t have been so touched—
Zero Club.
Sun Tianjiao didn’t have many friends around him, and those who were in relationships or married were even fewer.
The only person he could confide in was the perennially single Yan Yibing.
“Zuzong, is it normal for a guy to call you ‘good boy’?” Sun Tianjiao asked sincerely.
Yan Yibing almost choked on his saliva, coughing violently a few times, his pupils shaking.
“What… what did you say?”
Sun Tianjiao frowned. “Why are you so nervous?”
Yan Yibing: “Huh?”
Sun Tianjiao suspiciously scrutinized Yan Yibing, murmuring, “I’ve noticed that something’s off about you lately.”
Yan Yibing, using a sip of water as a cover for his expression, calmly replied, “Nothing’s wrong.”
Sun Tianjiao: “Is it because of the training for the East Asia Championship? Or are you not getting along with someone?”
He immediately thought of Han Mo.
Yan Yibing shook his head. “Stop guessing randomly. Tell me, who called you ‘good boy’?”
Sun Tianjiao vaguely emphasized, “Someone my age.”
Yan Yibing nodded thoughtfully, reaching out to ruffle Sun Tianjiao’s hair, softly saying, “Good boy.”
Sun Tianjiao: “….”
Yan Yibing had a pair of tender and affectionate eyes. When he looked at someone, it was like a pool of water gently trembling in the breeze.
However, Sun Tianjiao’s heart remained still.
Yan Yibing asked, “Is it normal?”
Sun Tianjiao sincerely replied, “It’s very normal.”
Yan Yibing withdrew his hand, casually saying, “It’s normal for friends to do that. It depends on how close you are with the other person.”
Sun Tianjiao suddenly understood.
Maybe he didn’t consider Mr. Bian a friend, but Mr. Bian already considered him one!
A CEO who inherited the family business at a young age, normally giving orders and wielding power, had few friends.
So, coincidentally meeting someone like him who could talk freely and had no competitive relationship quickly made him consider him as a friend.
That was entirely possible!
He felt relieved.
It must have been his impure thoughts that made him think Mr. Bian might like him.
Actually, if he thought about it, Mr. Bian had countless handsome men and beautiful women around him. Not to mention those from prestigious art schools, even those who were currently popular wouldn’t find it difficult to be invited for a meal. Moreover, Mr. Bian himself had such good conditions, countless people probably wanted to throw themselves at him.
He wasn’t even close to being on par with them.
No, he didn’t need to compare himself with them at all.
He didn’t like men anyway.
As the weekend approached…
Sun Tianjiao passionately bought a big gift for Bian Ning—
“Five-Year College Entrance Exam Three-Year Simulation Test.”
Simple and practical, it was needed.
Bian Ning, with a cold face, looked mournful. “If you weren’t my brother, I would have kicked you out!”
Sun Tianjiao was puzzled. “If I’m not what?”
Bian Ning gulped down her saliva, still unable to call him by that title.
“Hurry up and come in, my brother is cooking.”
Sun Tianjiao was dumbfounded. “What?!”
He almost knelt on the spot.
Who was he to deserve such treatment! How could he, how could he be worthy of Mr. Bian personally cooking for him!
Bian Ning sneered, “Look at you. My brother has been abroad for so many years. Of course, he can cook! And his cooking is delicious!”
Sun Tianjiao was mentally and physically exhausted, looking at the chuunibyou, “Is that even a question of whether it’s delicious or not?”
Bian Ning: “Then what’s the question? My brother buys only the most expensive ingredients!”
Sun Tianjiao knew that it was hard for a sheltered flower to understand the ways of the world.
He waved his hand and quickly changed his shoes to enter the house, “I’ll go help your brother.”
He didn’t even have time to explain to Bian Ning when they started using the “Five-Year College Entrance Exam Three-Year Simulation Test.”
Bian Ning looked at his back, tilted her head unexpectedly, and raised an eyebrow, “Is Scummy Master so considerate?”
As sounds of sizzling and frying came from the kitchen, Sun Tianjiao stepped into the kitchen and immediately caught a whiff of the rich aroma of butter.
Butter grilled steak.
He didn’t even have time to appreciate the appearance of the dish before he nervously approached Bian Shu.
“Mr. Bian, why are you cooking yourself?”
Bian Shu raised his eyes, his deep and dark gaze fixed on him, the contours of his brows and eyes as if meticulously carved by a skilled craftsman, with a close-range charm.
“What did you call me?”
Sun Tianjiao almost swallowed his tongue.
His reaction was quick, of course he knew what Bian Shu meant.
But when he realized it, his ears couldn’t help but flush with embarrassment.
However, he was adept at defusing awkward situations, immediately pulling up the corners of his lips into an innocent smile. “Bian Shu.” He silently added the “Mr.” in his mind.
Bian Shu was finally satisfied and withdrew his gaze, continuing to stare at the steak that was not yet cooked. “Since I invited you to my house, of course you should taste my cooking. Calling a chef over is not as good as going out to eat. The kitchen here is smoky, just wait in the living room.”
Sun Tianjiao swallowed hard, nervously rubbing his clothes at the hem.
Although that was what was said, letting Mr. Bian busy himself in the kitchen while he rested outside… wasn’t that crazy?
Sun Tianjiao: “I can also help a little. How about I assist you?”
Actually, he couldn’t do anything.
He ate in the cafeteria in college, and after graduation, he relied on takeout and cafeteria food. He hadn’t even fried an egg for himself.
But he could wash dishes. Back at home, he used to help his parents with the dishes and wiping the table.
Bian Shu stared at him for a few seconds, then his eyes curved, and he took out a box of tomatoes from the fridge, handing it to Sun Tianjiao. “Help me wash and dice these.”
Sun Tianjiao examined the tomatoes, not daring to admit that he had never diced them before. All he could do was nod and agree, “Okay, okay.”
He tore open the plastic wrap and washed the two tomatoes under the water.
Confirming they were clean, he removed the stems and placed them on the cutting board.
Dice them.
How big should the dice be?
He remembered that some restaurants would have finely diced tomatoes as condiments, which were dipped and eaten.
But if they were too small, wouldn’t the juice overflow from the cutting board?
He gestured with the knife and cut the tomatoes in half, then turned them over and placed them on the cutting board, cutting them like cucumber strips.
He thought about cutting them horizontally first, then vertically, which should make small dice.
Before he could cut a few times, suddenly, he felt warmth behind him, the cool breeze and soft light blocked, and he was trapped in a broad embrace.
Bian Shu suddenly grasped his hand, forcefully seizing control of the knife.
“No, don’t cut them so small, cut them like this.”
The gentle and deep voice exploded in Sun Tianjiao’s ears, along with this sudden embrace, which stunned his blood, his mind went blank, and his whole body felt like it was suddenly boiling, hot.
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