Henpecked
They couldnât play basketball anymore, and they couldnât fight anymore. Instead, they watched as Chen Rui and the others wrote a 3,000 character self-reflection, then went to the nurseâs office to apply ointment, and it was as if their grievances were resolved.
But the group of students also didnât want to return to No.3 Middle High, so they wasted their time while sitting at the steps of ShiWaiâs sports field under the idling sun. They each held a popsicle in their mouths, and contemplated life.
As they contemplated, little fatty was still not reconciled and turned around, then for the hundredth time, asked Song Yan: âYou and Lord Xia are really just purely brothers?â
Song Yan sat on a higher step, and bent over to look at him: âDo you really want to be beaten?â
ââ¦â¦â Little fatty was instantly terrified, âSorry, Iâve bothered you.â
After saying this, he obediently turned around, and pretended that nothing had happened.
Song Yan had also withdrawn his killing gaze, but as his line of sight turned, he glanced at the girl below the steps that was walking towards them, then he kicked Xia Zhiye next to him, who had been lazily peeling chestnuts, and unhappily said: âGet up, someoneâs looking for you.â
Xia Zhiye raised his head to look, understood what was to happen, then got up and patted the dust off the back of his pants: âDonât worry, Iâll go then come back, I wonât run off with someone elseâ¦â¦â
âWho the fuck cares if you run off.â
The other hadnât finished speaking when Song Yan kicked him off the platform.
Staring at a certain someoneâs expression that looked very similar to one of being jealous, Xia Zhiye couldnât help but lower his head to smile. Only when he walked to stand in front of Jiang Yuanyuan, did he slightly restrain his expression: âWhatâs up, did something happen?â
âThatâ¦â¦ Umâ¦â¦ Actually, itâs nothing, just that I wanted to thank you, then also wanted to apologize to you. I made you endure such a large grievance, and even interfered with your basketball competition. This is a bit of my good intention, and I hope that you can accept it.â Jiang Yuanyuan handed over a pile of tickets.
Xia Zhiye glanced at it, then asked: âWhatâs this?â
âGroup tickets for the newly opened amusement park in ChengNan, my fatherâs company gave a lot. Anyway, I wonât use it, so you help me hand them out. Just take it as an apology.â
For some relationships, others wanted to compensate you, but if you donât accept it, others would feel very apologetic. Only by accepting it can you completely wrap up those past, unhappy matters.
So Xia Zhiye didnât say anything more, and simply accepted it: âThanks.â
âNo problem, youâre welcome, I hope you guys play happily.â A generous smile blossomed on Jiang Yuanyuanâs face, then she confidently and easily turned to leave.
There was no excess chatting, and no excess time spent together.
As if they knew that there was no need to speak up and make things difficult for each other, and there was also a kind of satisfaction in quietly putting a tacit end to those worries in their youth.
Meanwhile, Song Yan, who sat at the uppermost step, couldnât hear their conversation. He could only see Jiang Yuanyuan handing over some kind of ticket to Xia Zhiye, then Xia Zhiye didnât even think before accepting it. And Song Yan immediately felt that the chestnuts that Xia Zhiye had just peeled for him werenât sweet anymore.
From beginning to end, he was busy for half the day helping the other vent his anger and appeal for justice, but as a result, he ended up helping a certain person continue their love affair.
Once Xia Zhiye turned around, he just happened to meet Song Yanâs ice cold gaze, and the edge of his lips lifted up slightly. He unhurriedly walked back: âDoes Yan ge have time this weekend?â
Song Yan was too lazy to even roll his eyes. With twenty four hours in a day, other than the half hour they spent showering, they basically hadnât ever entered each otherâs blind spot. Whether or not he was free, it was impossible for Xia Zhiye not to know.
On the other hand, little fatty below him loved to join in on the fun, and energetically turned around: âIâm free, Iâm free! Whatâs up, what activities is Lord Xia planning?â
âIn order to express her thanks and apologies, Jiang Yuanyuan treated us to a trip to the amusement park. The tickets are valid before December 1st.â Xia Zhiye handed out the tickets.
There were five main players, three substitutes, two cheerleaders, and ten tickets were just enough for all of them.
Little fatty and Kong Xiaoxiao happily accepted the tickets: âWhy donât we go tomorrow? Anyway, the basketball competition is canceled, we have no homework this weekend, and weâre all free.â
Liu Yue pushed the ticket back: âIâm not going, I have no interest in these kinds of things.â
After saying this, he took a few other basketball team members and left.
Zhou Ziqiu also stood up: âI made an appointment with someone this weekend to level up, I have no time.â
Little fatty and Kong Xiaoxiao could only look towards the remaining two people: âYan ge, Lord Xia, are you two going?â
Xia Zhiye lazily stretched out his leg: âDonât look at me, ask your Yan ge, what I say doesnât count.â
Kong Xiaoxiao expectantly looked at Song Yan, then gained a cold and ruthless response: âNot going.â
ââ¦â¦â
Kong Xiaoxiao who was inhumanly rejected was angered into trembling, and asked classmate Song Yan from Beijing a question, âDo you what a person like Lord Xia would be called in Chengdu dialect?â
Song Yan: â?â
Kong Xiaoxiao: âHenpecked1.â
After saying this, she didnât leave Song Yan any time to react with a killing blow, then grabbed little fatty and quickly escaped from the crime scene.
Song Yan who had been left behind, raised his eyebrow slightly, then looked towards Xia Zhiye:Â âWhat does âhenpeckedâ mean?â
Xia Zhiye remained expressionless as he began to speak groundlessly: âJust means that this person loves to run his mouth.â
Song Yan understood, and without any emotion on his face: âThen you really are quite henpecked.â
âMm, youâre right, I really am quite henpecked.â
Xia Zhiye laughed as he leaned against the railing, staring at the shallow halo from the setting sun wrap around Song Yanâs outer ear, and thought to himself that in the future, his status in the family would also be like this.
But he also had to have a family first, before he had a family status. He had just picked up two tickets to an amusement park for free, and had the good opportunity of personally delivering it himself. It would be a pity If he didnât take advantage of this opportunity.
So he leisurely said: âGrandma said to take you home to eat tomorrow, said she wants to check if you gained weight or not. Are you going?â
âIâll go.â
Regarding the hard to come by matter of having someone taking the initiative to care about him, Song Yan could never bear to betray their good intentions.
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The next day, the pair directly set out for Wine Alley after waking up at noon.
Grandma Liu was just in the kitchen busying herself, saying she would help Song Yan make up his weight. Meanwhile, little mahjong had just prepared herself to happily run forward to let the pretty gege pick her up, when Xia Zhiye rushed forward to call for her.
Little mahjong immediately understood, and ran towards him: âYe gege, whatâs wrong.â
Xia Zhiye glanced towards the kitchen to ensure Song Yan was chatting with grandma Liu, then looked down at little mahjong while smiling: âLittle mahjong, do you want to go to the amusement park?â
Little mahjong frantically nodded: âI want to go!â
âThen if you want to go, help gege out later.â
Little mahjong tilted her head, as if she felt this exceeded the scope of knowledge of a three year old.
Xia Zhiye switched to a more direct way of speaking: âLater when we eat, as long as Ye gege mentions the amusement park, you just have to rush towards your pretty gege and act spoiled, and cute, and pitiful, got it?â
âGot it!â
Little mahjong nodded heavily.
Xia Zhiye patted her thin hair satisfactorily: âThen gege will hand over my lifelong happiness to you. If you behave well, then Iâll buy a small cake for you.â
âWhat does âlifelong happinessâ mean?â
Little mahjong was worried about things that children her age didnât have to be worried about.
Xia Zhiye thought, then looked into her eyes, and seriously replied: âLifelong happiness means you can eat your favorite little cake for the rest of your life.â
âWow! Then thatâs too much of a blessing! I have to let Ye gege buy me little cakes forever!â Little mahjong didnât dare think of what kind of supernatural day it was, and her eyes were so happy they nearly burst with bubbles.
When Song Yan came out and saw this scene, he immediately felt a bad premonition: âXia Zhiye, what bad behavior did you teach little mahjong this time?â
âWhat kind of bad behavior can I teach to such a small child? Itâs just that she saw the amusement park tickets in my pocket, and insisted I bring her.â Xia Zhiyeâs tone of voice was incomparably natural, and he didnât even blink.
Song Yan also didnât think too much: âIf she wants you to take her, then take her. You also just happen to have tickets.â
âBut sheâs too small, she can only go to the parent-child park.â
Xia Zhiyeâs voice was not without regrets.
Song Yan didnât understand: âItâs not like this amusement park doesnât have a parent-child park.â
âBut at least two guardians are required to participate in the activities in the parent-child park.â
âStop dreaming, I wonât go.â
Song Yan realized Xia Zhiyeâs real intention in a second, and decidedly refused.
Xia Zhiye guilt-tripped him: âIt canât be that you want grandma to go with us?â
âGo? Go where? For how long?â Grandma Liu only heard halfway and she hurried to reject them, âAnyway, donât include me. My old arms and legs canât go anywhere, if you want to go then only you young ones should go.â
Xia Zhiye shrugged his shoulders a bit, indicating that he had no other option.
Song Yan had just wanted to refute, when little mahjong lowered her head and pouted, fluttering her eyelashes while blinking: âAll the other little friends in kindergarten have gone to the amusement park, only little mahjong hasnât gone. Little mahjong also wants to go, can Yan gege take little mahjong, can you, can you?â
The three or four year old little girlâs milky voice was soft and sticky, and once she spoke, no one could deny her.
Song Yan hadnât figured out how to reply, when he heard a âpitter-patterâ and little mahjongâs tears dropped to the floor: âIs it because little mahjong doesnât have a mother or father, so little mahjong canât go to the amusement park. But little mahjong really wants to go, little mahjong wants to be like all the other little friends.â
ââ¦â¦â
Song Yan was immediately moved.
In that moment, he thought of himself anxiously watching as all his classmatesâ parents brought them to the amusement park, so he squatted, then hugged little mahjong, and helped her wipe her tears. With a low voice, he coaxed her: âLittle mahjong is like all the other little friends, wherever you want to go, gege will take you there.â
âReally?â
With red eyes, little mahjong sniffled.
Song Yan pulled out a tissue, then helped her wipe her nose clean, then whispered: âReally.â
âThen pinky promise.â
âOkay, pinky promise.â
The chubby and round hand exerted all its force as it hooked itself around the youthâs pale, and slender fingers. After pulling at it twice, it was as if they had agreed to and signed a contract.
Little mahjong then turned her grief into laughter, and hugged Song Yan: âPretty gege treats little mahjong the best! Little mahjong loves pretty gege the most!â
While hugging she energetically rubbed this way and that against Song Yan, and Xia Zhiye who was watching this, was very envious. He had just wanted to open his mouth and say âMe tooâ, when Song Yan coldly raised his eyes, then looked over at the other with a gaze full of killing intent.
Xia Zhiye: â?â
Song Yan patted little mahjongâs head: âBe good, first go in and watch some cartoons.â
Then he stood up and looked at Xia Zhiye: âWhat are you trying to do now?â
Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrow with an innocent looking face: âWhat could I be doing?â
âDidnât you teach little mahjong to say those words?â
Song Yanâs expression of âDo you think Iâm fucking dumbâ was brimming with impatience.
Xia Zhiye felt no sense of guilt at all: âI have never taught little children to lie. Everything she said was what she truly thinks in her heart.â
He just created an opportunity for her, and couldnât be considered a bad guardian.
Song Yan was skeptical.
Xia Zhiye looked at him with curved eyebrows, then exposed a smile that allegedly made Song Yan turn stupid: âAm I the kind of person who would exploit a child to gain your sympathy?â
ââ¦â¦â
He really didnât seem the type.
âItâs best that you arenât.â
Xia Zhiye: âWhat do you mean?â
âThe last person who tried to exploit my sympathy already has 2 meter tall grass growing over their burial mound. I hope that you can still live a bit longer.â
Xia Zhiye who really didnât mean to but ended up pretending to be poor in front of Song Yan to exploit the otherâs sympathy: ââ¦â¦Iâll go help.â
After speaking, he turned around and entered the room.
He had just entered the room, when someone knocked at the door to the courtyard: âIs âThe worldâs cutest, handsomest, Kingâs Glory playerâ at home? Your delivery is here.â
âYan ge, help me sign for it.â
Xia Zhiyeâs voice came from the inside of the room.
This person really chose such a shameless name, yet Song Yan expressionlessly opened the door, accepted the package, and prepared to sign for it.
But with a glance, he saw several lines of words on the delivery form:
Sender: [Your prettiest, rich, jiejie]
Item Sent: [Omega wristwatch]
Note: [Xia Zhiye, what are you going to give in return for the debt you owe me]
Song Yan: ââ¦â¦?â
Why did he have a faint feeling that something wasnât right?
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TN: so sorry for the delay, had to deal with some personal things. will resume normal updates!
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