“What are you doing with your phone?” Yin Gu looked at him.
“Don’t you listen to music when you take a bath?” Yu Chengsong pushed open the bathroom door. Good, Yu Chengdi hadn’t taken a bath yet. The bathroom was clean and without any bubbles. “Taking a bath alone, there’s only you and the water, lonely as snow.”
“But there are two of us now.” Yin Gu closed the door and made a “two” gesture to him.
“That’s right.” Yu Chengsong stopped taking off his pants and stared at him. “Then why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“I said it early.” Yin Gu took off his pants calmly.
“I fuc—” Yu Chengsong glanced at Yin Gu, immediately exclaimed, and blew an improper whistle.
No wonder he is so confident, he has the qualifications.
“Are you planning to get your phone out again?” Yin Gu splashed some boiling water and tested the water temperature.
“No.” Yu Chengsong took off his pants. He had no burden at all about being honest with someone he had only known for a few days. After all, Yin Gu was not the only one who had the qualifications.
He dodged the splashing water and flipped through the playlist. “What do you want to listen to?”
“Don’t you want to talk to me?” Yin Gu inserted his fingers into his hair and combed it back. The water flowed across his handsome nose and dripped onto his lips, which were pink. Hearing this, he looked at him, his eyes blurred by the mist, “I still want to listen to music.”
“You know, it’s New Year’s Day, the TV is on, are you watching?” Yu Chengsong picked a classic song.
No matter whether you see it in the morning or at night, it is not enough~stay in the observation tower to see clearly~
“I won’t watch.” Yin Gu looked at a row of shampoos, there are three brands, “Which one is yours?”
“The one on the left.” Yu Chengsong said, putting his phone away and holding up five fingers, “I’ll count to five.”
“I can’t finish washing.”
“F*ck.”
Yin Gu turned sideways towards Yu Chengsong, pressed the pump of shampoo, and washed his hair with his eyes closed. His tall body cast a shadow.
Yu Chengsong stood aside and found that his idea of taking a shower together was not very good. He went from waiting outside to waiting in the bathroom, watching but not being able to take a shower.
Even more loss.
He can’t lose, he gotta make some of it back.
Taking advantage of the fact that Yin Gu had his eyes closed, Yu Chengsong looked at him brazenly, and in order to see him clearly from the front, he even shamelessly bent sideways to take a look.
Yin Gu was also white, so Yu Chengsong made a comparison with the spirit of scientific research and found that their skin colors were similar, both cold white.
The difference is that Yin Gu usually smiles very realistically, with his curved eyes giving people the illusion of warmth and closeness, but he doesn’t have that because he is too white and is always told by Zhou Zheyu: Your face is pale, like a member of a cult whose essence has been sucked away by a witch. If it weren’t for your powerful aura and figure, I would definitely suspect that you have been f*ck in the palace.
Yu Chengsong crossed his arms professionally and continued to examine.
Yin Gu’s lips are quite good-looking. They look thin, but they are actually quite soft. The corners of his lips are naturally upturned. He always smiles, no matter what he does. His lips are usually a little pink, and they become even redder when steamed by the heat, like jelly.
If he takes a bite of this, he will cry in pain.
Top A was bitten and cried in the bathroom. It will definitely go viral if he posts it online.
His eyes moved down, and Yu Chengsong judged very seriously that Yin Gu must have worked out regularly or practiced something; otherwise, he would not have achieved the level of skills he had today.
The muscles are evenly proportioned and not exaggerated, with a sense of strength and youthful beauty…
Damn, it’s actually pink.
Is all white skin pink?
Yu Chengsong looked down, paused for a while, and skipped this topic.
“Deskmate.” Yin Gu suddenly spoke.
Yu Chengsong moved his eyes halfway, and he almost popped his eyes out of his head due to guilt. He paused and said, “Do you want Daddy to blow on your eyes because they are blind?”
“No.” Yin Gu blew away the foam on his hair, opened his eyes, and looked at him. A teasing look flashed across his lips. “My body is almost burned with holes, don’t look at it anymore.”
After being pointed out, Yu Chengsong calmed down. He was used to being shameless, and he immediately pointed and said, “Do you have eyes on your body? Also, your lips are pretty. Is that a knife wound on your waist? The one on your back is quite deep. Did someone stab you?”
“You really are…” Yin Gu couldn’t help laughing. “Not polite at all.”
“What should I be polite for? You’re the only one breathing in the room. If I don’t look at you, then do you want me to look at the water?” Yu Chengsong walked under the shower. “Leave if you’re done. I’m enduring a lot of pain here.”
You can play with your phone.
Yin Gu swallowed these words and took two steps to the side.
The bathroom was not small, but they were both almost 1.9 meters tall, with long arms and legs. He took two steps away, but it was as if he didn’t move at all. Yu Chengsong just stood under the shower and swung his arm to pat Yin Gu’s waist.
Both of them were stunned.
Then Yu Chengsong touched her twice with an inquiring but shameless look on his face. “Tsk.”
“What kind of evaluation is that?” Yin Gu flicked his wrist.
“This scar of yours.” Yu Chengsong took back his hand, “How come it looks like a peach?”
Yin Gu took a look and realized that he had never noticed it. Now that he was following Yu Chengsong’s imagination, it really seemed like… he had gone astray.
“Mine looks like a watermelon.” Yu Chengsong turned sideways and pointed at the scar on his waist. There was a line cut by scissors and a circle poked out. “And it has a watermelon vine.”
Yin Gu thought of the peach stuffed toys stuck on Yu Chengsong’s bedroom wardrobe and the watermelon on the desk and seemed to understand where his imagination came from.
“What you said makes me hungry.” Yin Gu laughed.
“Are you hungry?” Yu Chengsong wet his hair, squeezed some shampoo, and rubbed it casually. “There are only apples in the refrigerator. Wait until summer, when watermelons are cheaper. They’re still quite expensive now.”
“Really?” Yin Gu leaned against the wall and said casually.
“Yes.” Yu Chengsong was attacked. Shampoo flowed into his eyes. He couldn’t help rubbing them. Now he couldn’t open his eyes because of the burning sensation. “Hiss… pass me the towel.”
“It got into your eyes?” Yin Gu turned around to look for five towels hanging on the pole. “Which one is yours?”
“Dark blue.” Yu Chengsong said.
Yin Gu walked over and took the towel, then walked in front of him, “Look up.”
“En?” Yu Chengsong looked up subconsciously, and suddenly a towel was pressed against his eyes, rubbing them gently.
“Is it a little better?” Yin Gu asked.
Yu Chengsong grabbed the towel and wiped it roughly. The body temperature of teenagers of this age is high. Even with his eyes closed, Yin Gu’s presence is very strong. He said casually, “If you come any closer, we can have sword fights.”
It was an unintentional remark that made both of them feel that something was wrong.
“Sorry.” Yin Gu took several steps back.
The heat was leaving very obviously, and Yu Chengsong suddenly sensed Yin Gu’s superpowers. His alpha sixth sense told him that Yin Gu was looking at him.
Sh*t, it was this obvious. Then wouldn’t he know everything since he just looked at Yin Gu like he was sightseeing?
Oh, I woke up in shock from my dying illness and realized that I was the fool.
The temperature in the bathroom became increasingly torturous. The bodies that were wet inevitably felt hot, and pheromones were diffused from the backs of the necks of both people in faint wisps.
Yu Chengsong felt that he couldn’t go on like this. At least he had a pair of pants in the examination room that day, but today he was naked. If it really stood up, he wouldn’t be able to explain himself, even if he had a hundred mouths.
Although I am, but I don’t have anything against you… Listen to my explanation: this is a normal reaction, although our types are not normal… Brother, let’s have swords fight? He wiped casually and took two steps to the side: “I’m done, you go ahead.”
“This fast?” Yin Gu walked over.
“Change the description.” Yu Chengsong took out a towel to wipe his head, “Or add a subject.”
“You finished washing this quickly?” Yin Gu said.
Yu Chengsong quickly wiped himself and put on his pajamas. Only after he put on his pants did he feel a little safe. After he put on his shirt, Yin Gu also finished showering. The two of them started leisurely and ended awkwardly. They didn’t say a word when they left.
“The quilt cover was changed the day before yesterday.” Yu Chengsong poured him a glass of water, “I’m going to wash two apples.”
“En.” Yin Gu sat on the bed and touched the orange cat pillow.
In the kitchen, Yu Chengsong was reflecting while washing the apple.
Was it because he’s been holding it in for too long? If he thinks about it carefully, the last time he was self-sufficient was last month… Damn, he can’t even remember anymore.
The only bad thing about eating both meat and vegetables is that even when taking a shower with your buddies, you can still feel the reaction. How promising.
He walked into the bedroom with an apple in each hand and was stunned by the scene in the room.
Yu Chengdi stood at the door, staring at the person in the room with curiosity and vigilance. Yin Gu stood beside the bed, smiling at his silly brother in a particularly gentle manner.
“Yo, who is this? Who is this?” Yu Chengsong poked Yu Chengdi’s head with the back of his hand. “What are you doing in my room so late at night? Are you scared to sleep alone and need your Gege to hug you and tell you a story?”
After saying that, without waiting for Yu Chengdi to get angry, he introduced him to Yin Gu: “My brother, Yu Chengdi, we look alike, right?”
“Too similar.” Yin Gu smiled, looking at Yu Chengdi’s big eyes and curly hair. “A smaller version of you.”
“Am I this idiotic?” Yu Chengsong said wickedly, pointing at Yin Gu and introducing him to Yu Chengdi: “This is your brother’s deskmate, Yin Gu, Yin for diligent, Gu for unswerving. Forget it, you failed Chinese… You can call him Brother Yin, Brother Gu, or Yin Gu, or—”
“I won’t call.” Yu Chengdi took a step back awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.
He didn’t expect that his eldest brother had such a good person as a friend. When he smiled, he looked more like an eldest brother than his eldest brother.
“If you don’t want to call, then don’t. What are you blushing for?” Yu Chengsong looked at the marshmallow in his hand. “Put it here. I’ll eat it later.”
“It-it’s not for you!” Yu Chengdi put his hands behind his back.
“Really?” Yu Chengsong walked to the bedside, pulled Yin Gu to sit down, and handed him an apple. “Then the snacks that appeared in my room every now and then in the past few years were given to me by the snail girl1The Snail Girl is a character in a local folk legend in Fuzhou, Fujian Province, in the Sequel to the Records of the Inquisition of the Supernatural.? This failing classmate, are you determined to differentiate into an Oga? You really have great ambitions!”
After saying that, he applauded.
Yu Chengdi’s face turned red. He looked at his brother, then at Yin Gu, and finally, in a rage, he threw the marshmallow away and ran out.
“Little hot-tempered guy.” Yu Chengsong laughed, got off the bed, picked up the marshmallow, patted it, tore it open, and pushed it in front of Yin Gu’s eyes. “Do you want to eat it?”
Yin Gu took one out and put it in his mouth, frowning slightly. “So sweet.”
“This brand isn’t very sweet.” Yu Chengsong put two in his mouth at a time and asked again after he finished eating, “Are we very similar?”
“Yes.” Yin Gu glanced at him, “The hair was also the same.”
Yu Chengsong closed the door, turned around, and asked, “What about your brother? That twin one.”
“What?” Yin Gu raised his eyebrows.
Yu Chengsong felt that he had anticipated that he would ask these questions. It was magical, Magical Gu Gu.
It was very easy to talk to Magical Gu Gu, so he didn’t consider whether it was appropriate or not. Anyway, if it wasn’t appropriate, Yin Gu would avoid it. He asked directly, “Do you two look alike?”
“Not alike.” Yin Gu leaned against the head of the bed, “Fraternal twins, you can’t tell that we are brothers if you weren’t told.”
“Oh.” Yu Chengsong walked to the bed and sat down. “He is more favored.”
“Yes, he is much more obedient than me.” Yin Gu said.
“Even more obedient than you?” Yu Chengsong was convinced. “You are so virtuous already. Is he a robot?”
“Don’t you know me very well?” Yin Gu looked at him helplessly and asked, “How can you ask such a question?”
“Oh…” Yu Chengsong said, “I thought you acted well in front of your parents too.”
“There are always times when I can’t stand it anymore.” Yin Gu said softly. “I’m not a robot ah.”
Yu Chengsong frowned and said nothing.
“What about you?” Yin Gu asked.
Yu Chengsong paused. He didn’t care about almost everything, because caring meant you had to solve and face those things, which he found troublesome. But this was the only thing he didn’t want others to know.
Even though he knew that he was a complete victim in this matter.
He glanced at Yin Gu.
Yin Gu looked at him with a calm expression, and this calmness gave him a feeling of relief from the bottom of his heart—you can say it or not say it, I understand.
Ah, Magical Gu Gu.
“I also have a twin brother.” Yu Chengsong heard himself say.
“You have three brothers?” Yin Gu asked.
The topic was opened, and Yu Chengsong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
The thorn that had been piercing his heart was plucked out fiercely. It didn’t fall off, but it felt great. It felt like he was declaring war on the thorns: “Laozi would rather die in pain than get used to you.” type of satisfaction.
“Yes.” he looked at his hands, opened them, and then closed them again: “18-year-old me, 10-year-old Yu Chengdi, and 6-year-old Yu Chengyuan.”
“En? How—” Yin Gu suddenly stopped talking and was very sensitive to the fact that something was wrong, so he didn’t continue asking.
Deep down, Yu Chengsong actually hoped that he would ask, but since it had come to this point, he could continue talking even if he didn’t ask.
“Dead, dead long ago.”
With just a few words, the thorn was grabbed tightly, blood gushed out, and it hurt so much that he wanted to shiver, but it was also extremely satisfying.
Yin Gu was silent for a while, then asked, “You… what do you want me to say?”
“I should wash two apples for you if I had known you were this smart.” Yu Chengsong sighed, and after a while, he tapped the back of his hand and said, “Say, ‘It has nothing to do with you ah. He brought this upon himself’.”
Yin Gu looked at the fingers on the back of his hand and repeated softly, “It has nothing to do with you, he brought this upon himself.”
Yu Chengsong handed him his apple as well: “I would like to call you Magical Gu Gu.”
Although the atmosphere was not appropriate, Yin Gu still couldn’t help but burst out laughing: “What kind of name is this. Is it good or bad?”
“I’m praising you.” Yu Chengsong stretched and turned on his phone. “It’s already half past eleven, what time do you go to bed?”
“Before ten o’clock.” Yin Gu said.
“So early?” Yu Chengsong looked at him and narrowed his eyes. “Not doing homework?”
“Before twelve o’clock.” Yin Gu changed his words.
“It’s balanced now.” Yu Chengsong finished his marshmallow in two or three bites. Sweets are always a magic weapon to heal the mood. “I’ll find you a spare toothbrush. I remember there was one left last time.”
Yin Gu thought of Mother Yu sitting in the living room. She was still sitting there when he and Yu Chengsong came out after taking a shower. He asked, “Is Auntie going to sleep in the living room?”
“She will go back in the middle of the night to summon the spirit.” Yu Chengsong dug out a spare toothbrush from under the closet and said, “You can use this.”
“Okay.”
