AMA Chapter47

Yu Chengsong stared at the hung-up call screen for a while before putting down the phone. When he looked up, Zhou Zheyu was staring at him with a pair of searchlight eyes.

 

“You scared me.” Yu Chengsong picked up a needle and poked the cloth. “Put your eyeballs back in.”

 

“Now I believe it.” Zhou Zheyu said suddenly.

 

“Believe what?” Yu Chengsong searched for the eye of the hole for a long time and suspected that he was blind.

 

“You like him.” Zhou Zheyu said as he helped him sort out the materials. “It’s too obvious. You weren’t like this before.”

 

“It’s obvious.” Yu Chengsong moved his fingertips, and the thread was finally threaded in. “Why hide your love for someone? It’s not something to be ashamed of.”

 

“You are worthy of being my Brother Song!” Zhou Zheyu applauded.

 

“Idiot.” Yu Chengsong looked at him and laughed.

 

Yu Chengsong always thought that he was a very casual person who did everything for happiness and was too lazy to even look at someone who was unhappy—but today, including the next few days, he had to face countless small unhappinesses that made him grit his teeth for his super invincible classmate Yin Gu’s happiness.

 

……

 

“F*ck, it’s finally done!” Zhou Zheyu held the bear’s head with the band-aid he had just sewn on, tears welling up in his eyes. “Damn, I’ve never done such a detailed job in my life!”

 

“Where’s the cigarette?” Yu Chengsong leaned against the bed, his neck seemed to be broken. He fumbled for it twice but couldn’t find it. He didn’t want to smoke anymore. He was tired. “I’ll go back later and take a rest.”

 

“Why don’t you just live here?” Zhou Zheyu admired it over and over again. “I’ll just say I don’t want to live anymore, you look—f*ck?”

 

“En?” Yu Chengsong glanced at him.

 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Zhou Zheyu looked at the small piece of cloth over and over again, looking up in frustration. “Something’s wrong ah, Chengsong!”

 

Yu Chengsong broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly sat up to watch with him.

 

…There is a needle and material stuck on the back of the bear’s head.

 

They have to take it apart and sew it again.

 

“……” Yu Chengsong.

 

“Brother Song! Father Song! Father! You can’t do this, you can’t do this!” Zhou Zheyu hugged him, held his hand, and howled.

 

Yu Chengsong felt like he had used up all his willpower to resist jumping off the building with the bear in his arms.

 

F*ck!

 

Yu Chengsong returned home feeling very frustrated. He searched his pockets and found nothing.

 

He didn’t take the keys this morning.

 

He could only knock on the door.

 

He felt that all he needed was a spark. If one of them landed on him, he would explode into the sky.

 

When Yin Gu opened the door and saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and touched his face. “What’s wrong? You look unhappy.”

 

“No…” Yin Gu might have just finished a shower, and there was still some moisture on his fingertips. The touch on his face along his fingers extinguished his anger and added a little tenderness. He couldn’t help but grin. “I ran into an idiot on the road and cursed a few sentences.”

 

While washing his face, Yin Gu stood behind him, leaning against the door and looking at him. Yu Chengsong felt his back was warm, and his heart was even warmer.

 

The mood of “I just want to kill the bear today” took a 180-degree turn and became “Bears are so cute, how can I kill a bear?”

 

“There’s freshly squeezed watermelon juice in the refrigerator. Would you like to drink some later?” Yin Gu suddenly said.

 

“En?” Yu Chengsong glanced at him and laughed. “When did you buy it?”

 

“In the evening.” Yin Gu also smiled. “Chengdi said he wanted to drink, so I brought you a cup.”

 

“Keep spoiling him.” Yu Chengsong said, “Give him whatever he wants.”

 

“Did I?” Yin Gu looked at him, “I only spoiled you.”

 

“Then I am very grateful.” Yu Chengsong said in a long tone, not daring to look back, for fear that all the emotions in his eyes would be seen. “Is that all right?”

 

“Alright.” Yin Gu smiled.

 

He didn’t notice it during the day, but Yu Chengsong felt the pain in his fingers when he was sleeping at night.

 

He wasn’t sure how many times he had pricked it as well, but small beads of blood came out several times. He didn’t feel anything at the time because he was so angry, but now that he’s calm, he feels a throbbing pain instead.

 

Hope that it won’t be swollen tomorrow and affect his performance.

 

How about sleeping at Zhou Zheyu’s house and sewing until midnight?

 

“Are you asleep?” Yin Gu suddenly said in a low voice.

 

“Not asleep yet.” Yu Chengsong turned over and looked at him.

 

“Oh.” Yin Gu came over.

 

Yu Chengsong smelled the sandalwood on him, moved his fingers, and resisted the urge to pull him up and kiss him.

 

“What?” he asked, his throat dry.

 

“I want to tell you…” Yin Gu whispered in his ear, “Good night.”

 

“Huh?” Yu Chengsong was stunned, then kicked him. “F*ck, are you asking for a fight?”

 

“I’m not.” Yin Gu smiled as he lay back down, turning over and looking at the ceiling. “I’m going to sleep.”

 

“What’s the matter?” Yu Chengsong pushed his shoulder and said, “Hurry up and tell me.”

 

He has so many regrets and

expectations… but he just gonna sleep?

 

“Then…” Yin Gu tilted his head to look at him, “Stretch out your hand.”

 

“What?” Yu Chengsong stretched out his hand, palm facing up: “If you dare to take a photo of me, if there’s me, then there’s no you.”

 

“I won’t take.” Yin Gu stretched out his hand, grasped his palm, then quickly retracted it, turning his back to him, “Good night!”

 

“F*ck…” Yu Chengsong cursed, and then, for some reason, he started laughing, unable to stop. As he laughed, he said, “Have you lost your intelligence, Gu Gu?”

 

Yin Gu turned back and said seriously, “You didn’t say it.”

 

“En?” Yu Chengsong didn’t react. “What I didn’t say? Oh… good night.”

 

“En.” Yin Gu smiled, “Good night and sweet dreams.”

 

Yu Chengsong worked overtime and “cajoled” Zhou Zheyu for three days before he finally got the bear and the cake together.

 

The bitterness and pain during that period were too painful to recall. Yin Gu looked at his fingers several times and asked if he had touched something, but he always evaded the question.

 

It was already visibly swollen, but luckily, hard work paid off, and they were sewn up last night.

 

Thinking of the small note in the secret button, Yu Chengsong couldn’t help but wake up with joy.

 

Today is May 31st, Yin Gu’s birthday.

 

It is now… He picked up his cell phone and looked at it. It was ten past six.

 

Yu Chengsong got out of bed quietly. Yin Gu was still sleeping. Yu Chengsong woke up instantly, touched the air above Yin Gu’s head, and then quietly walked out of the bedroom.

 

After sending Yu Chengdi to school with a huge pocket money of fifty yuan, Yu Chengsong started to cook porridge.

 

It would take at least three hours to prepare the entire menu he ordered, so he had to eat something in the morning to avoid getting cramps from hunger.

 

The century egg and lean meat porridge was almost cooked, and Yu Chengsong went back to the bedroom to call for help.

 

“Classmate.” He squatted beside the bed, ruffled Yin Gu’s hair, and whispered, “Wake up, happy birthday.”

 

The classmate struggled to blink, grabbed his hand, put it on the pillow, pressed his head against it, and tried to escape reality because he was too sleepy.

 

“Stop resisting.” Yu Chengsong said happily, rubbing his head with his other hand, “Hurry up and get up, birthday boy. The meal is ready.”

 

Yin Gu sighed, opened his eyes, and smiled helplessly: “I thought I could sleep in on my birthday.”

 

“You can sleep in next year on your birthday.” Yu Chengsong pulled him up by the shoulder, “Now get up and eat. Help me after you finish eating. I’ll cook all the dishes on the table by myself until the afternoon.”

 

“Got it.” Yin Gu yawned lazily. “Where’s Chengdi?”

 

“Scram to school already.” Yu Chengsong handed him the clothes.

 

The two of them quickly ate some porridge to fill their stomachs, but Yu Chengsong couldn’t eat any more after eating half a bowl.

 

Excited.

 

“I’m going to the kitchen first. Come find me when you’ve finished eating and cleaned up.” Yu Chengsong said as he stood up.

 

“I’m the birthday boy ah.” Yin Gu drank a mouthful of porridge, his eyes full of smiles. “Is this the treatment?”

 

“Porridge ” Yu Chengsong pointed at the bowl in front of him, “I made it. I’ll make the whole table later. What’s wrong with this treatment?”

 

“Super.” Yin Gu gave him a thumbs up.

 

Yu Chengsong couldn’t help but smile foolishly while washing vegetables, and he was stunned when he looked up and saw his own face reflected in the glass.

 

What the f*ck? Is he that stupid? He pinched his face, squeezing out the silly smile, but when he let go, it reappeared.

 

……

 

Young man, I understand you are excited, but can we keep it a little mysterious before the surprise comes…

 

“What are you doing?” Yin Gu stood at the door holding a bowl and looked at him. “Does your face feel uncomfortable?”

 

“Oh.” Yu Chengsong pinched it again. “It’s a little bit out of control.”

 

“Then we should hit it.” Yin Gu suggested.

 

“I should hit you.” Yu Chengsong glanced at him.

 

“No.” Yin Gu put the things in the sink and said with a smile, “It’s my birthday today.”

 

“That’s why I didn’t do anything.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

“So what’s the surprise?” Yin Gu suddenly asked, “Can’t you tell me now?”

 

“What is your guess?” Yu Chengsong couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth again, but was ruthlessly pressed back by him.

 

“I guess…” Yin Gu looked expectant. “A full banquet?”

 

“Do you want to have one last birthday?” Yu Chengsong raised his middle finger.

 

Yin Gu laughed so hard that the bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground.

 

The chef always estimated the time accurately. It took Yu Chengsong almost three hours to prepare all the dishes. Just when he put the last dish of fish soup on the table, the doorbell rang.

 

Yin Gu subconsciously went over to open the door, but before he raised his hand, Yu Chengsong suddenly shouted.

 

“Don’t move!” He pointed to the bedroom, “Go in, and don’t come out until I tell you.”

 

“Okay.” Yin Gu was happy, took back his hand, and walked towards the bedroom obediently. “Anything else you want me to do?”

 

“No more.” Yu Chengsong walked to the door and turned to look at him. “Hurry up.”

 

“Right away.” Yin Gu walked in and closed the door considerately.

 

Yu Chengsong felt like he was a thief. He quickly took the cake from the salesperson and closed the door.

 

He ran to the table with the cake in his arms and unwrapped it. His hands were shaking. He finally took it out and looked at it carefully. It was not damaged.

 

He moved the dishes to the side, put the cake in the middle, looked for the angles left and right, and finally found the “right middle”.

 

The store gave away a lot of small things. He took them out and looked at them. There were candles, knives and forks, trays… and even a small lotus that was said to be able to sing and burst into fire.

 

He held the lotus for a long time and didn’t know where to insert it. Anywhere he inserted it, it would ruin the pattern he had carefully drawn.

 

Forget it, he just put it on the table and let Yin Gu put it wherever he wanted.

 

After posing, Yu Chengsong took out his mobile phone and took several photos. He took out the little bear and hid it on the sofa. He opened the secret buckle of the band-aid bear and checked that the thing was indeed inside before covering it with clothes and shouting towards the bedroom.

 

“Come out.”

 

Yin Gu opened the door and saw the cake on the table. The corners of his mouth instantly raised: “Did you make this?”

 

“It would be so embarrassing if you asked this question in case it wasn’t me who did it.” Yu Chengsong laughed.

 

Today he will transform into the God of Laughter and try to laugh out all the laughter of the past eighteen years.

 

“Then you owe me a cake.” Yin Gu walked over.

 

“It’s your birthday, you can be as shameless as you want.” Yu Chengsong called him, “Come here, take two pictures, my skills are not good.”

 

“It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t look good, just keep it.” Yin Gu turned on the camera and circled around the cake to take pictures. “So that we can have a comparison later.”

 

“If it wasn’t your birthday today, the cake would definitely be thrown in your face.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

Yin Gu smiled and didn’t refute, concentrating on finding the angle.

 

The cake really looks great and doesn’t look like it was made by an amateur.

 

But he just felt that this was done by Yu Chengsong himself, certainly, definitely, must.

 

He rarely has 100% confidence in others, but he does in Yu Chengsong.

 

The cake’s icing was very delicate, with red strawberry jam surrounding it in the shape of teardrops and a circle of evenly sized strawberry slices, with y and g and happy birthday written on the strawberries.

 

Even writing with cream couldn’t hide Yu Chengsong’s immediately elegant handwriting, and he could tell who wrote it at a glance.

 

The front is more refined, with a golden retriever’s head smiling with its mouth open and drawn with jam, and next to it is an Alaskan Husky looking at people with squinting eyes. Between the two heads is a… little turtle walking upright?

 

“This turtle…” he couldn’t help but ask.

 

“Yu Chengdi.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

“Aiyo.” Yin Gu quickly took another close-up of the little turtle, “Don’t let him know, or he’ll have to fight with you.”

 

“Little idiot can’t beat me.” Yu Chengsong took several steps back, “Stand here and don’t move. I’ll take a photo of you and the cake.”

 

Yin Gu quickly put down his phone and posed for the camera. “Isn’t it stupid to stand like this?”

 

“Not stupid.” Yu Chengsong bent down to find the angle, “Your face is strong enough to hold up.”

 

Yin Gu watched Yu Chengsong squatting, standing, and leaning sideways and couldn’t help but ask with a smile, “How many photos did you take?”

 

“I can’t count them all.” Yu Chengsong flipped through the photo album. After Yin Gu wore women’s clothing, Yin Gu and the cake took over again. “Hey, how about I just record a video?”

 

“Okay.” Yin Gu said, “How about I pose for it?”

 

“Do you want to stand upside down?” Yu Chengsong pressed the record button.

 

“Everything I say now will be recorded, right?” Yin Gu picked up the knife and fork and pretended to cut a cake.

 

“Yes.” Yu Chengsong said, circling him. “Maybe I’ll bring it out to savor it on my birthday in the future… Which handsome guy made this table of food? It’s really awesome.”

 

“It was made by a handsome guy named Yu Chengsong.” Yin Gu picked up the candle, smiling. “The handsome guy is multi-talented and can even make cakes. He also owes me a Manchu-Han banquet.”

 

“Wait, wait a minute.” Yu Chengsong stopped and looked at him from behind his phone. “When did it happen? I warn you, don’t just take advantage of your good looks to get away with it!”

 

“Oh, yes.” Yin Gu added. “The handsome guy is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. You can’t just listen to him on the surface. The more prickly he is on the outside, the softer he is on the inside.”

 

“F*ck…” Yu Chengsong paused, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. His ears were burning. He coughed and commanded, “Talk about something that has something to do with you.”

 

“Oh, handsome guy and I are good friends.” Yin Gu looked at him and chuckled. “Now.”

 

Yu Chengsong’s heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly began to feel uneasy.

 

F*ck, what does he mean by now? Are they going to break up in the future?

 

Alsp… his carefully thought-out and meticulously prepared plan… was exposed?

 

Impossible.

 

Impossible.

 

“Are you done?” Yu Chengsong put his phone in front of his face and changed the subject. “Then I’ll say it. I wish classmate Gu Gu a happy 19th birthday! May you be happy every day! May everything go smoothly! May you have peace all year round!”

 

“Five blessings come to the door, everything goes smoothly, seven stars shine brightly, wealth comes from all directions, nine hearts are united, and everything is perfect.” Yin Gu said. “Those who know will think you are wishing me a happy birthday, while those who don’t know will think you are wishing me a happy new year.”

 

“Shut up.” Yu Chengsong finally gave the cake a close-up and turned off the video. “This is the level of the second in the grade.”

 

“Very good.” Yin Gu said, “Festive.”

 

Yu Chengsong was about to light the candle, but Yin Gu stopped him: “Don’t move.”

 

“What?” Yu Chengsong looked at him.

 

“Take a photo of you and the cake.” Yin Gu raised his cell phone.

 

“Why don’t we…” Yu Chengsong frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the desire to laugh ran from his heart to his mouth like a horse. “Take a photo with the cake together?”

 

Yin Gu paused while holding the phone, looked at him, and frowned seriously. “What you said really makes sense.”

 

The two looked at each other with serious expressions, but the corners of their mouths twitched at the same time. They wanted to laugh but tried hard to hold it back, and it didn’t last for more than five seconds. They held onto the table and laughed so hard that the earth was collapsing.

 

The combined IQ of the top and second-best students in the grade is less than 20.

 

“This angle.” Yin Gu smiled as he took two steps forward and turned on the front camera. “Come.”

 

Yu Chengsong stood next to the cake, stretched out his hand, and made a V sign, curling his lips and smiling. Yin Gu pinched his index finger and thumb and made a heart shape. The two faces on the screen are stunningly handsome.

 

“Click—”

 

Two smiling faces were frozen at this moment.

 

“Hurry, hurry, hurry.” Yu Chengsong felt like he had drunk ten bottles of liquor on an empty stomach. His hands were shaking with excitement. “Light the candles and make a wish.”

 

As he spoke, he picked up the small lotus on the table and handed it to Yin Gu, “Do you want to plug this in? The boss said it would burst into flames and sing.”

 

Yin Gu took the ruler and measured it, then shook his head, “Forget it, the pattern will be ruined.”

 

Although the cake would surely go bad when they ate it later, but he just wanted it to stay a little longer and look at the Golden Retriever, Alaska Husky and the little turtle.

 

“Yeah, I think so too.” Yu Chengsong poured out all the candles, “How many should I put in? Nineteen, nine?”

 

“Okay.” Yin Gu said.

 

Yu Chengsong carefully found nine places in the corners and inserted them without destroying the pattern. He then took a lighter and carefully lit them one by one. When he thought about what was going to happen, he felt so nervous that he was about to tremble.

 

Finally, they were all lit up. He didn’t care whether Yin Gu noticed his Parkinson’s-like technique or not. He pulled the person and shouted, “Make a wish, make a wish, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!”

 

“You look so excited ah.” Yin Gu couldn’t help but look at him and smile.

 

“Is it not okay for me to be excited for your birthday?” Yu Chengsong flicked his fingertips, feeling like he was almost losing control.

 

Nervous, excited, thrilled, desperate, dancing on the edge of the knife…

 

“It’s okay.” Yin Gu walked to the cake, “I’m very excited too.”

 

Then he closed his eyes and whispered, “I’m going to make a wish.”

 

“Wish.” Yu Chengsong quietly took a step towards the sofa, “It will definitely come true.”