Su Tang’s eyes widened, but he could only watch as Shi Song stepped forward, one step at a time.
The young man’s footsteps were very light, as if he were a noble cat.
But within his beautiful eyes, there was a coldness hidden like ice, and even his voice carried a few hints of mockery.
“Your relationship… is really quite good.”
He spoke the last few words very slowly, his voice clear and cool, as if fresh water had splashed onto the surface of a lake.
With a loud buzzing sound, Su Tang’s mind went completely blank.
He felt a chill pierce through his entire body. The horror of being caught red-handed in person made his hands tremble slightly; under such direct intimidation, there was no way he could even deceive himself.
He saw everything.
He really saw it.
How did Shi Song suddenly come out?
A feeling of psychological collapse erupted within Su Tang’s heart.
Meanwhile, Lin Yiming, who was next to him, was still in a daze.
Because of the alcohol, he could only vaguely see a silhouette approaching.
An ominous presentiment arose inexplicably in Lin Yiming’s heart, as if something important was about to leave him.
“Xiao Song, who is that?”
He turned his head slowly and asked the person beside him.
Only at this moment did Su Tang seem to have just reacted, abruptly pushing Lin Yiming away.
He did not answer Lin Yiming’s question, but directly spoke to Shi Song instead: “No, it’s not, just now Lin Yiming recognized the wrong person.”
As he spoke, he also forced himself to pretend not to care, putting on a fake laugh and saying: “Look, Lin Yiming is just like this, he acts like a fool as soon as he drinks alcohol. You should quickly take him away, hahaha…”
Shi Song only felt that the way he was desperately trying to patch up the situation was laughable.
Seeing that Shi Song remained silent, Su Tang gently nudged Lin Yiming with his elbow: “This side is Shi Song, don’t look at the wrong person.”
“Recognized the wrong person? Do we look very alike?”
Shi Song sized Su Tang up from head to toe, his expression turning cold: “Rather than saying you recognized the wrong person, it would be better to say that the way you two communicate your feelings is truly unique.”
“It seems I have arrived at an inopportune time.”
His voice was very cold, as if it was about to freeze someone. It was as clear and penetrating as crushed icicles, hitting the vital point with every single word.
“No, he happens to be looking for you.”
Su Tang forced himself to maintain his composure, though his voice was trembling slightly: “Don’t crack jokes.”
Only now did Lin Yiming beside him react a little bit: “Xiao Song?”
The one standing in front of him was Xiao Song.
Then who was the person next to him?
In an instant, Lin Yiming felt as though he had been struck by lightning.
Shi Song looked at Lin Yiming and smiled with a touch of self-deprecation: “Thank you for giving me such a grand gift on my birthday.”
His voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear within the somewhat noisy corridor: “We are finished.”
“Finished?”
Upon hearing this word, Lin Yiming instantly sobered up. He slapped away Su Tang who was next to him: “Xiao Song, why did you come over here?”
Having been pushed away, Su Tang’s footsteps stumbled a bit, and his eyes revealed an absolute state of being at a loss.
When he saw Lin Yiming’s anxious expression, his heart skipped a beat.
It was completely over.
It was true that he had long hoped Lin Yiming and Shi Song would break up, but absolutely not under this kind of circumstance.
Lin Yiming still liked Shi Song so much; breaking up under these conditions would only cause him to blame all the mistakes on himself.
Even if Lin Yiming did not say it on the surface in the future, it would be impossible for the relationship between the two of them to progress any further!
Under the excessive shock, Su Tang’s usually agile mind actually failed to spin.
“Xiao Song, stop cracking jokes with me.”
Lin Yiming’s outstretched hand trembled slightly as he said repeatedly: “I really just recognized the wrong person just now, I am sorry.”
The subtext was that, even up until now, he still felt this was merely a minor issue.
Shi Song forcefully shook off Lin Yiming’s hand.
He stopped being polite as well, and said straight out and decisively: “Get lost!”
Lin Yiming froze for a moment.
Ever since they got to know each other, Shi Song had never seriously spoken such harsh words to anyone.
Lin Yiming opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but after coming into contact with Shi Song’s clear gaze, his entire person was pinned to the spot.
It was also at this exact instant that Shi Song cast a glance at him, turned around, and walked away quickly.
Shi Song returned directly to the private room.
“Where is your boyfriend?”
Seeing Shi Song return alone and with an expression that looked a bit off, Li Yan asked hurriedly.
Shi Song smiled, his voice light and bright: “We broke up.”
He spoke these words as if carelessly, but it instantly caused everyone present to freeze.
Originally, a few people were playing games, but after hearing Shi Song say this, all of them immediately looked over.
“Holy crap, what happened?”
The people present reacted for a moment, and someone immediately said: “Is it Lin Yiming and that Su Tang? Just now I already felt that they were not right!”
Seeing that Shi Song did not speak, Li Yan’s anger instantly flared up: “I knew it!”
Who was Shi Song? His temper was so good, how could he possibly initiate trouble?
It must be that Lin Yiming, that scumbag, who cheated!
Shi Song was clearly so good to the two of them, and had even spoken up to help Su Tang out of a predicament.
The reason why Shi Song had chased outside just now was also because he was worried about Lin Yiming after he had drunk alcohol.
But what about Lin Yiming? He actually betrayed Shi Song on this very day of his birthday!
This was simply too disgusting!
Several other people also agreed with Li Yan, and could not help but despise this kind of behavior in their hearts.
Jiang Feng observed Shi Song’s expression, and upon discovering that he did not have any excess sadness, he could not resist saying: “Breaking up is good.”
“I could tell long ago that he was not right; he is not worthy of you. Congratulations on stopping your losses in time.”
Shi Song smiled: “Yeah.”
With this kind of thing happening, the people present could not continue playing either.
Shi Song settled the bill, and Jiang Feng helped him pick up his birthday gifts as they went out the door.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the corridor, Su Tang was holding Lin Yiming back and saying something to him.
Lin Yiming beat his head desperately, his eyes completely filled with remorse.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he raised his head to look over, his gaze moving slightly.
“Xiao Song!”
Lin Yiming walked forward with quick steps, still wanting to say something, but at this moment Jiang Feng had already taken a step forward, blocking in front of Shi Song: “Don’t you come over here.”
Lin Yiming took a deep breath, trying his best to speak the thoughts he had just sorted out to Shi Song.
“Xiao Song, I won’t go over, listen to me first.”
“I truly, truly like you the most. Everything you saw just now was a misunderstanding. Su Tang came out to chase after me, and I thought he was you.”
“Otherwise, I absolutely would not have been like that. I am really drunk too heavily today.”
“Oh my god, you still have the nerve to say that?”
Jiang Feng was so angry that his temper flared wildly. Just as he was planning to say something, he was gently tugged on his sleeve by Shi Song.
There was not even any excess expression on Shi Song’s face.
“Did I not speak clearly enough just now? We have already broken up, and I already do not like you anymore.”
“I really find it annoying to see you right now, Lin Yiming. Where exactly do you get your confidence from, thinking that after you did that kind of thing, you can just explain a couple of sentences to me casually, and I will eagerly stick close to you again?”
“I didn’t mean that, I…”
Shi Song even let out a very light laugh.
“You can cut off this thought from now on.”
“I feel very nauseous right now; I feel uncomfortable the moment I see you.”
Lin Yiming’s head went buzzing.
“Xiao Song…”
Xiao Song found him disgusting?
Shi Song spoke with genuine feeling: “Lin Yiming, I do not want to waste even a single minute or second on your body right now.”
“If you truly want to make me feel a bit more comfortable, then please never appear in front of me again in the future.”
Well said!
Jiang Feng rolled his eyes in his heart with some speechlessness, finally feeling gratified.
After Shi Song finished speaking, he pulled Shi Song, turned around, and left.
Lin Yiming still froze on the spot.
But at this time, Shi Song had already turned his back and walked away quickly.
Because of the excessive shock, Lin Yiming’s limbs completely refused to follow his commands; he could only watch Xiao Song distance himself step by step.
Because he did not want to be caught up to and dragged into further squabbling, Shi Song’s pace was very fast. The moment he went out the door, he saw Wei Huaichen’s car waiting there.
Although he had been prepared long ago that he would come to pick him up, after seeing his car, Shi Song’s heart instantly settled into peace.
“Brother!”
Shi Song walked forward with light steps and gently tapped on the car window.
Wei Huaichen was leaning relaxed against the car seat looking at his phone, and opened the door after meeting Shi Song’s eyes.
“Come on in.”
Jiang Feng helped Shi Song place all those birthday gifts onto the back seat.
Shi Song turned his head, smiled, and said: “Thanks.”
“Thanks for what, look at the relationship between the two of us.”
Jiang Feng patted Shi Song’s shoulder very casually: “It’s your birthday, be happy.”
“See you next time then.”
Shi Song smiled quite cooperatively, only his voice was a bit lighter than usual.
“Yeah, bye-bye.”
Wei Huaichen watched Jiang Feng walk far away, and then turned his gaze sideways toward Shi Song.
After entering the car, Shi Song let out a sigh of relief. His body, which had been tense for a whole evening, relaxed completely. He leaned back slightly, sinking his entire person into the soft seat.
This was a place that gave him a sense of security.
Wei Huaichen felt that tonight’s Shi Song seemed a bit different.
Usually, he always had a very soft appearance, smiling brightly no matter the time, as sweet as if he were a piece of pastry.
But today, within that inviting sweetness, a few hints of coldness had hidden inside.
It was just like ice floating on the surface of water, making people feel he was increasingly dazzling and beautiful.
Wei Huaichen said casually: “How did you enjoy playing tonight?”
Actually, not very well.
However, Shi Song still smiled and said in a casual manner: “It was alright.”
Just now there had already been so many people standing on his side, so Shi Song felt there was no need to vent negative energy to Wei Huaichen.
Wei Huaichen nodded noncommittally.
He lowered his head, took out a box from the side, and handed it to Shi Song.
“This is…”
Seeing that exquisite packaging, Shi Song froze for a moment.
Wei Huaichen was concise: “Birthday gift.”
“Heavens, brother, you actually even prepared a birthday gift for me!”
Shi Song felt that although Wei Huaichen had always been very gentle, he seemed to project a sense of aloofness from the inside out, so he had not thought that Wei Huaichen could prepare anything for him.
He thought Wei Huaichen did not care about this kind of thing at all.
He did not expect that Wei Huaichen really prepared it, and moreover, it looked extremely thoughtful.
A warm current surged through Shi Song’s heart in an instant.
Wei Huaichen inserted the key into the lock cylinder and started the car.
Shi Song turned his head to look at Wei Huaichen: “Can I open it?”
That trace of chill from just now faded away. Right now, Shi Song’s eyes were sparkling, looking exactly like a little child who had received a piece of candy, writing his happiness and surprise completely across his face.
“You can.”
Wei Huaichen’s voice was very gentle.
Shi Song unwrapped that gift box with great care.
He saw that inside it, there actually lay a book.
That book had a gold-stamped cover, with several ornate English letters printed on it; a sense of vintage style rushed toward him.
Opening the book, it was completely filled with the fragrance of ink.
“Carol’s anthology!”
Upon seeing that signature on the title page, Shi Song’s eyes widened. He looked at Wei Huaichen in pleasant surprise: “Brother, how did you know I like her?”
Carol was a very niche poet, but her writings possessed a great deal of spirituality.
This signed anthology was extremely precious and could no longer be measured by value. Shi Song was so excited he dared not believe his own eyes.
With his hand resting on the steering wheel, Wei Huaichen explained in a gentle voice: “When I went to your house previously, I saw her poetry collection placed on your bookshelf.”
Shi Song did not expect that Wei Huaichen would actually be so attentive.
“But an anthology with her authentic signature is also very hard to buy! Brother, where did you manage to hunt this down?”
Wei Huaichen smiled gently, his voice exceptionally clear in the darkness.
He said gently: “It was purchased previously for collection.”
“Because I also like her very much.”
Heavens, what a coincidence.
Shi Song felt increasingly happy in his heart.
After returning home, it was already past nine o’clock in the evening.
At this time Wei Shuyun had already gone to sleep, but Cheng Gao was actually still sitting on the sofa watching television.
Seeing Shi Song enter the house door, he raised his head and said with a smile: “Did you have fun playing with your classmates?”
Shi Song blinked his eyes gently: “Yeah.”
“That’s good, go back and sleep early.”
Cheng Gao stood up and stretched himself: “I am going back to sleep as well.”
“Oh, right.”
While going up the stairs, Cheng Gao turned his head back.
“I haven’t said it to you guys yet, happy birthday.”
After returning to his room and taking a shower, Shi Song felt completely relaxed.
He stretched himself, holding a cup, intending to go downstairs to fetch some water.
Opening the door, he actually heard what seemed to be a very faint sound of a piano coming from the living room.
Shi Song’s mind stirred, and he went downstairs.
The living room of their house was very large. Near the window, a massive grand piano was placed; usually, not many people went to touch it.
But today, in front of that piano, there sat a tall and slender silhouette.
It was Wei Huaichen.
He did not turn on the light. The night scenery today was somewhat gloomy, and the moonlight outside the window scattered down dimly, only outlining his physique into a somewhat blurry silhouette.
This had already formed a kind of ultimate aesthetic perception.
Wei Huaichen, who was immersed in the music, raised his eyes slightly, meeting the gaze of Shi Song’s reflection cast upon the piano.
Immediately following that, he lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened, the speed of his hands accelerating slightly.
Shi Song approached Wei Huaichen with quiet steps.
Just as he was about to walk over, the piano suddenly let out a loud thud sound.
Shi Song was startled and froze his footsteps: “Brother?”
He thought Wei Huaichen was angry that he had disturbed him.
But Wei Huaichen turned his head back, carrying a gentle smile on his face.
The moonlight reflected on his face, making the expression on his face appear particularly gentle and profound.
“Yeah.”
It seemed he was not angry.
Shi Song let out a sigh of relief, and could not help rubbing his arms.
“It’s so cold tonight.”
Wei Huaichen’s dove-gray eyes landed upon Shi Song’s body.
The young man was wearing a beige set of pajamas tonight; the color was soft, causing his entire person to look just like an exquisite porcelain doll, appearing particularly fragile as well.
He asked faintly: “Why did you come?”
“I heard you playing the piano.”
Shi Song leaned sideways against the adjacent wall, saying with a smile: “It sounds so good—can I stay here?”
“Sit over here.”
Wei Huaichen gestured to the space beside himself.
Shi Song hesitated for a moment. In the end, he did not sit onto the piano bench, but sat onto the low windowsill nearby instead, with his back resting against the massive glass.
Lowering his eyes slightly from this angle of Wei Huaichen’s, he could just see Shi Song’s soft, light-colored hair whorl.
Shi Song raised his eyes slightly, looking from the bottom up, completely unaware that looking from this angle was particularly easy to stimulate another person’s desire for possession.
He laughed brightly, saying: “Brother, can you finish playing that piece from just now?”
“I really want to listen.”
His sitting posture was not very well-behaved; the wide trouser legs were rubbed up slightly, revealing fair and delicate ankles.
Wei Huaichen’s gaze fixed upon it for an instant, and then he let out an “uh-huh.”
He placed his long and well-defined hands upon the piano keys.
A melodious melody flowed out from within the piano.
Looking at Wei Huaichen’s serious appearance, the speed of Shi Song’s heartbeat quickened by a few fractions for some inexplicable reason.
He shifted into another posture, leaning his entire body against the window, curling up into a very small ball as if he were a bit cold, looking increasingly like certain small animals.