“You know how to cook?” Qin Cheng leaned against the door of the kitchen, looking at Jian Heng’s skillful movements with some surprise.
The image of Jian Heng standing there chopping vegetables is surprisingly pleasing to the eye. Except for the fact that the cutting board was too low for him, requiring him to bend over, there was no sense of awkwardness. Qin Cheng felt that it was because he was so skilled at it that he looked so stylish standing there.
He’s also a cool boy who can cook at home. Qin Cheng whistled in his mind. If a cute girl stood where he was standing now, just based on this face, this physique, and this homely state, she would immediately want to have his babies.
“Can you cook?” Jian Heng didn’t even give a look and asked rhetorically.
Qin Cheng is not ashamed: “What do big men cook? I am responsible for making money to support the family, and my wife is responsible for looking beautiful and cooking.”
Jian Heng stopped what he was doing and glanced at him.
Qin Cheng didn’t realize how appropriate this sentence was. He also added: “If she’s tired and doesn’t like to do it, I will learn.”
“Have you learned it?” Jian Heng asked abruptly.
“I haven’t learned it yet.” Qin Cheng said.
“Then get out.” Jian Heng continued to chop vegetables.
Qin Cheng found that he had become accustomed to Jian Heng’s intermittent annoying behavior. He calmly let out a ‘Fuck’, turned around, sat on the sofa, and started playing with his mobile phone.
No cooking skills, no human rights.
Qin Cheng brought over steamed eggplant with garlic1蒜蓉茄子 (suàn róng qié zi): Steamed Eggplant with Garlic. 
and stewed potatoes with green beans2土豆炖豆角 (tǔ dòu dùn dòu jiǎo): Stewed Potatoes with Green Beans. 
made by Song Yingmei, and Jian Heng made red braised pork belly3红烧肉 (hóng shāo ròu): Red braised pork belly or hong shao rou is a classic pork dish from China, red-cooked using pork belly and a combination of ginger, garlic, aromatic spices, chilies, sugar, star anise, light and dark soy sauce, and rice wine. The pork belly is cooked until the fat and skin are gelatinous, soft, and melt easily in the mouth, while the sauce is usually thick, sweet, and fairly sticky. The dish has a melt-in-the-mouth texture that is formed as a result of a long braising process, during which the liquid reduces and becomes thick. Many Chinese provinces have slightly different versions, but the Hunanese one (often called “Mao’s family style red braised pork” 毛氏紅燒肉 (Máo shì hóng shāo ròu)) is often said to have been one of Chairman Mao‘s favorite dishes, and is served at the many Hunan restaurants across China specializing in so called “Mao-style cuisine”. 
and green pepper and egg stir-fry4青椒炒蛋 (qīng jiāo chǎo dàn): Green Pepper and Egg Stir-fry. 
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Qin Cheng took a bite and his eyes lit up. Surprisingly, the homely boy’s cooking skills were not bad.
Not only does it look beautiful, but it also tastes very appetizing to him. If it weren’t for that sentence ‘Then get out’, he would like to give it a thumbs up.
After the meal, Qin Cheng consciously cleared the table and washed the dishes. While he stood in front of the faucet, Jian Heng walked to the door and stood still, staring at him unblinkingly. Probably because he didn’t look like he could finish washing without breaking the dishes.
Qin Cheng looked back.
Jian Heng locked eyes with him.
When their eyes collided, another spark flew out, even the sun and the moon lost their radiance.
“Water.” Jian Heng said suddenly.
Qin Cheng turned back and turned off the faucet expressionlessly.
He forgot that he was at someone else’s house. It’s a bit shameful to wash a bowl and waste so much water.
…..
“The bedroom is so big with a double bed and you want me to bunk on the floor?” Qin Cheng frowned and looked at the mat on the ground, “Am I some kind of dirty thing?”
Jian Heng was leaning on the bedside, holding a book with Chinese characters he couldn’t understand and reading in his hand. After hearing this, he raised his head, glanced at the living room, and said: “The sofa is fine, whatever you want.”
Hearing this generous tone, those who didn’t know would think that he had rewarded him with a luxurious villa.
“Whatever you want your uncle.” Qin Cheng couldn’t bear it any longer. He kicked off the mat, stepped onto the bed, and lay down next to him. The weight made the bed bounce, and Jian Heng’s eyes trembled.
Qin Cheng unceremoniously took off his pillow and placed it under his head. While grabbing the quilt, he said: “The sofa in your house is too crowded for us to sit together, and you’re letting me sleep there for the whole night. This classmate, do you have any doubts about my height?”
After saying that, he made an effort to stretch half of the quilt to cover his body. He rubbed his head against the pillow and lay down very comfortably, muttering under his breath. “How long has it been since I went to bed so early…”
Jian Heng was forced to look away from the book. He turned his head and looked at Qin Cheng, who seemed to be about to fall asleep, and frowned slightly: “You don’t wear pajamas?”
Qin Cheng opened one eye and was speechless: “It’s not like it’s winter, wear what pajamas? Don’t be pretentious.”
Jian Heng didn’t speak. He felt that it was not a matter of being cold or not.
Qin Cheng grabbed the quilt but found it too hot, so he kicked off half of it. He was wearing a pair of black boxer briefs, revealing the obvious muscle lines of his long legs. When he was lying on his side, he could clearly see the protruding outline of his abdominal muscles. The muscles of his arms under the pillow were taut, and they glowed a beautiful wheat color under the light.
Jian Heng’s eyes darkened and his lips tightened.
…..
Qin Cheng was awakened by the bed shaking. When he opened his eyes, his first reaction was that there was an earthquake. He sat up suddenly, his head was dazed and his heart was pounding. His eyes only see the darkness, and it took him a long time to regain his vision.
Jian Heng’s pajamas were neatly folded on the bedside. The person was standing in front of the wardrobe, wearing only a pair of underwear, and was bending over to look through his clothes. That piece of large tattoo in front of was swaying dazzlingly in front of his eyes.
The curtains were drawn, and he didn’t know what time it was. He only knew that the ‘earthquake’ just now was caused by Jian Heng getting up.
Qin Cheng, who has always been a light sleeper, was surprised to find that he had not dreamed at all that night. He actually fell asleep… He didn’t know what time it was.
Qin Cheng just woke up in the morning and felt weak all over. He didn’t feel like talking. He squinted his eyes and reached for his mobile phone from the bedside, but after fumbling for a while, he still couldn’t find it. He accidentally knocked over Jian Heng’s cup of water, charger, and desk lamp…
Perhaps unable to bear seeing his tidy bedroom being messed up by him, Jian Heng intuitively said: “Five twenty.”
“Oh…” Qin Cheng gazed blankly at him, “Five twenty…”
Jian Heng put on his school uniform pants, revealing a section of his ankle just like Qin Cheng. The top is still a black T-shirt. Just as he was about to close the wardrobe door, Qin Cheng behind him suddenly shouted: “Holy shit! It’s only 5:20, what are you getting up for???”
Jian Heng trembled visibly. He turned his head expressionlessly, took a few steps to the edge of the bed, reached out, grabbed the quilt, violently lifted it off, and then carried the quilt away.
Leaving the naked Qin Cheng cursing and getting up to get dressed. Mental case, a childish mental case.
The air at five-thirty in the morning was something that Qin Cheng hadn’t breathed in years. The sun has not yet risen at this time, and the surrounding colors are light and dyed with a thin layer of light, which is unexpectedly beautiful.
He woke up in a bad mood, but as he got up, he became fully awake and everything seemed fresh to him.
For example, he noticed that Jian Heng’s black T-shirts were actually different. The one from the day before yesterday was a very loose plain black T-shirt, the one from yesterday had a red mark on the sleeve. Today’s piece is a little tighter than the one the day before yesterday, and it’s also plain black.
He was in a good mood, running briskly alongside Jian Heng, wearing a plain white T-shirt. This was also the reason why he didn’t complain about Jian Heng always wearing black clothes. He mostly wore white T-shirts himself, so he could understand the feeling of liking only one color.
No need to worry about matching issues at all, because there are no other colors.
As they passed by the small broken flowerbed downstairs, he thought for a moment and asked: “Are you not going to buy another bicycle?”
The distance between the residential area and the school was neither too far nor close enough for convenience. It was too far to walk and taking a taxi was too expensive, and Qin-ge, who was diligent and thrifty, felt that not having a bicycle was very inconvenient.
“Not buying it.” Jian Heng replied.
“Oh.” Qin Cheng didn’t say anything more. They weren’t close friends with each other, so it wasn’t appropriate to inquire further about this kind of thing.
It could be that he wasn’t short of money, or maybe he had run out of money. After all, he accidentally overheard Jian Heng’s phone call yesterday. He must have had a conflict with his family and ran away from home.
Faced with this type of rebellious son, the solution for modern parents typically boiled down to ‘cutting off living expenses’. After all, given the current environment, only a minority of people of his age could support themselves.
But he should be fine. Just by the tattoos on his back, Qin Cheng felt that he was a ruthless person. Not to mention supporting himself, even raising one more would not be a problem.
Qin Cheng saw it very clearly yesterday. That piece of tattoo was neither a tiger descending from the mountain nor a dragon in the clouds——if Jian Heng had really tattooed a big tiger5大脑斧 (dà nǎo fǔ): lit. brain axe; T/N: According to netizens, 小脑斧 (xiǎo nǎo fǔ) is a popular internet term on the internet recently, which means little tiger. 小脑斧 is a cuter way to say 小老虎 (xiǎo lǎo hǔ). 脑斧 evolved from the cute words of children. When children can’t speak clearly, they will call tigers 脑斧 (nǎo fǔ) instead of 老虎 (lǎo hǔ)., his image in Qin Cheng’s mind might have collapsed into Fei Yangyang6沸羊羊 (Fèi Yángyáng): lit. Boiling Sheep. A character from a Chinese animated anime-influenced television series, Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. T/N: According to netizens, Fei Yangyang is a meme that expresses double standards. It comes from a certain episode of the cartoon. 
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Jian Heng’s tattoo depicted a person. To be precise, it was the upper body of a skeleton, wearing a black cloak, holding a dark red rose delicately in a bony hand and smelling it gently… He also had friends with tattoos, he knew a bit about it, and he could tell that the tattoo was very intricate; the tattoo artist was definitely skilled.
To describe it with his poor vocabulary, it has a particularly Western classical feel. Overall, it looks very compelling, which can not only curb people but also doesn’t appear too chuuni7中二 (zhōng èr): lit. Second-year. T/N: Short for 中二期 (zhōng èr qí), an adopted word from Japan, 中二病 (Chūnibyō), a Japanese colloquial term typically used to describe early teens who have grandiose delusions, who desperately want to stand out, and who have convinced themselves that they have hidden knowledge or secret powers. It translates to ‘second-year syndrome’..
As for those scars… Who still doesn’t have a few secrets? He’s not the kind of person who’s curious enough to get to the bottom of things.
After having breakfast at Jian Heng’s house, the two of them went downstairs.
Qin Cheng got on the bicycle first and tilted his head to signal Jian Heng to sit in the back seat.
Yesterday, the image of him lying down behind Jian Heng like a limp shrimp, but also with his arms around Jian Heng’s waist like a delicate flower, was still vivid in his mind. He wants to wipe out the previous shame.
Who doesn’t have the strength to pedal a bicycle? Not to mention Jian Heng’s height, even if he is one degree wider than him, he can still pedal like flying.
Jian Heng casually glanced at the back seat, then sat down nonchalantly. He wears a black duckbill cap on his head, hands in his pockets, looking down. The school uniform jacket made the person look incredibly cool.
Qin Cheng watched him without moving.
After two seconds, Jian Heng put his hand around his waist and said in a calm tone: “Wearing a hat, can’t reach it.”
Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was saying was he couldn’t put his head on his back…
He turned his head and stomped his foot on the bicycle to fly, his voice somewhat muffled in the morning breeze: “Shit, that’s not what I meant… if you are happy wearing it, just wear it.”
He just went off on a tangent… Well, he really wanted to restore the scene and avenge his past.
This is not the first time Qin Cheng has taken people in the back seat. Tan Qi, Lu Ping, Qian Yuhui… too many people have sat in his back seat, including Alpha and Omega.
Tan Qi, that coquettish guy, would lie on top of him every time he sat down, groping him with both hands, and shouting when passing by a crowd of people ‘Qin-ge, I sat in your back seat, so I’m your person~’… He has never been so unhappy.
Of course, it was impossible for Jian Heng to touch randomly. Even the two hands around his waist had not moved from the beginning until now. The brim of the duckbill cap occasionally brushed against his back but was quickly retracted each time.
Sometimes touching, sometimes not.
It’s not that hot in the morning, but Jian Heng may have a naturally high body temperature. He placed his hands on his lower abdomen, his wrist bones close to the skin, and his thumb joints pressed against his abdominal muscles, tapping lightly with the bumps of the bicycle…
Qin Cheng suddenly understood why Jian Heng slapped him yesterday.
He really wanted to slap away these two poking hands right now. Jian Heng could endure him for so long yesterday. He was like a warrior, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and a hero of endurance.
Especially at this time. Jian Heng’s arm was still on his waist to make matters worse. The heat penetrated through his T-shirt and onto his skin, and he began to stand at attention…
Qin Cheng gritted his teeth and pressed down, feeling a bit embarrassed while also understanding himself very well. As an Alpha, the lower body does the thinking, it doesn’t matter whether the person he’s dealing with is male or female, Omega or Alpha, it just stands at attention and that’s it…
Luckily, this stretch of road wasn’t too long. His self-control was still decent enough to avoid making the school uniform pants look too awkward.
When he arrived at the school gate, Qin Cheng hesitated and stopped the bike.
The person behind him didn’t move, so he coughed: “That, riding a bike is prohibited on school grounds.”
After saying this, he didn’t even have the nerve to look back at Jian Heng’s expression.
Qin-ge, who could ride his bicycle to the main entrance of the teaching building, said that cycling was prohibited on school grounds. He really should be grateful that Jian Heng had only transferred here three days ago, so he didn’t know him that well yet.
Jian Heng didn’t say anything. He simply got off the bike and walked in without a word.
Qin Cheng’s drama are here, he has no choice but to follow suit and get off his bike, pushing it from behind.
It was the first time he had to push a bike, and it felt a bit novel——really fucking slow.
The author has something to say:
Your pancake lie paralyzed on the kang and lazily whispering bb: They are all Alphas, what’s wrong with standing at attention…
Looks like JH already feel tempted by QC.
List of Idiom in Chapter 07
沒頭沒腦 (méi tóu méi nǎo): absent-minded; without rhyme or reason; illogical; (do or say sth) abruptly; all of a sudden; (do sth) regardless of consequences.習以為常 (xí yǐ wéi cháng): to be accustomed to; used to; Refers to a certain thing frequently done, or a certain phenomenon often seen, it feels very common.
心平氣和 (xīn píng qì hé): tranquil and even-tempered (idiom); calmly and without stress; even-tempered and good-humored; be in a calm/placid mood.
目光呆滯 (mù guāng dāi zhì): to have a lifeless look in one’s eyes (idiom); with a dull look in one’s eyes; with heavy leaden eyes; One’s eyesight is restrained; dull-looking.
勤儉持家 (qín jiǎn chí jiā): hardworking and thrifty in running one’s household; be industrious and thrifty in running one’s household; manage one’s household with industry and frugality/thrift; being diligent and frugal; to run the household with a diligent and frugal spirit.
刨根問底 (páo gēn wèn dǐ): to dig up roots and inquire at the base (idiom); to get to the bottom of something; get to the bottom/root of a matter.
歷歷在目 (lì lì zài mù): vivid in one’s mind (idiom); come clearly into view; leap up vividly before the eyes; be clearly visible; be still fresh in one’s mind; the scenery in the distance can be seen clearly, or the past things seem to be clearly reappearing in front of the eyes.
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