By the time Wei Huaichen finished playing and looked to the side again, Shi Song’s posture had already changed into supporting his chin with his hands while resting his two arms on his knees.
“Brother, you are truly so amazing.”
Shi Song could not resist praising him: “It really sounds too beautiful can I count this piece of music as my birthday gift as well?”
Wei Huaichen curved his fingers slightly.
He turned his head to gaze at Shi Song’s soft hair and clear eyes, and finally, as if he could no longer restrain himself, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Shi Song’s hair.
That kind of tingling, numbing sensation fell upon the top of his head.
He said: “Of course you can.”
“It was originally meant to be given to you.”
Shi Song felt that his brother was truly too good at this; just simple words like these were spoken in a way that made the tips of his ears turn a bit red.
When being gazed at so intently by such a pair of eyes, Shi Song simply did not know what to say anymore; he bit his lip, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Just as he was thinking of saying something at random to change the topic, Shi Song heard Wei Huaichen speak: “Why were you in a bad mood tonight?”
He actually saw through it!
Shi Song froze for a moment.
In reality, regarding the matter of breaking up with Lin Yiming, Shi Song originally did not want to tell his family members.
But when Wei Huaichen asked this way, his desire to confide suddenly could not be restrained.
Shi Song lowered his eyes: “Tonight I broke up with my boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend?”
Wei Huaichen raised his eyebrows.
Pausing for a moment, he said: “Is it Lin Yiming.”
Although it was a question, the tone Wei Huaichen used was certain.
Shi Song’s heart skipped a beat: “Brother, how did you know?”
“A feeling.”
Wei Huaichen withdrew his gaze, looking at his own hands placed upon the piano keys.
Shi Song felt that Wei Huaichen was too sharp.
Wei Huaichen tightened his hands, clenching them into fists. He asked faintly: “Did something happen? Why did you break up.”
“He cheated.”
Shi Song smiled: “However, the reason I am in a bad mood tonight is not because of this, I am just a bit worried about the future.”
Regarding the plot lines in the book, Shi Song still felt some unease.
In the original book, after hearing that Lin Yiming and Su Tang were going to enter a marriage alliance, his cannon fodder character went crazy, even wanting to borrow the strength of the Wei Corporation to strike and harm Su Tang. In the end, he was struck back by Su Tang instead, causing him to create a loophole for the company and directly owe the Wei Corporation twenty million.
Even knowing that was his own character, Shi Song still could not accept this kind of behavior of becoming so crazed and unbalanced over a single man.
What’s more, Lin Yiming was truly not any good person either.
As for the introduction regarding the relationship between himself and Wei Huaichen, there was not a great deal. Up until now, Shi Song could only remember that in the end Wei Huaichen did not continue to pursue his accountability; on the contrary, he had even paid off the medical expenses on his behalf.
Even for biological brothers, doing things to this extent could be considered as having fulfilled his duty completely.
This was the last tiny bit of warmth that Shi Song’s character possessed before his death.
Thinking this way, Shi Song could not help but feel increasingly close to Wei Huaichen in his heart.
Although he had already resolved the problem within a short period of time, Shi Song still could not avoid being a bit worried about the direction of the book.
After all, he was merely a very, very small cannon fodder; Lin Yiming and Su Tang were the main characters.
Shi Song let out a light sigh in his heart.
“Worried?”
Wei Huaichen turned his gaze sideways toward him.
Shi Song realized in hindsight that he seemed a bit melodramatic just now.
Although Wei Huaichen was kind and had a good temper, he did not know the inside story after all, so saying those things to him looked very much like lamenting over nothing.
Shi Song opened his mouth and was just about to explain something, but heard Wei Huaichen say: “No need to worry.”
“In the future, I can help you.”
This was the single phrase that made a person feel the most at peace.
“Really?”
Shi Song tilted his head up to look at Wei Huaichen, and could not resist asking with a smile: “Brother, why are you so good to me…”
The gloom in his expression from just now was swept away completely, replaced entirely by anticipation.
This was exactly like a little cat’s paw, gently scratching Wei Huaichen’s heart.
Wei Huaichen shifted his eyes away.
“It cannot be counted as very good either.”
“It counts.”
Shi Song said softly.
He extended his hand toward Wei Huaichen, palm facing upward; this was an extremely trusting posture.
His hair strands were soft, and his eyes were sparkling, looking so beautiful under the moonlight as if he were a little sprite from somewhere.
Not a single person would have the heart to refuse this kind of person.
Therefore, Wei Huaichen extended his hand and pulled Shi Song up.
“Alright, the hour is late, go back and sleep.”
He exhorted gently, just like a true elder brother.
“Mhm mhm, goodnight brother!”
Shi Song waved his hand toward Wei Huaichen light-heartedly.
Not until his silhouette disappeared onto the second floor did Wei Huaichen withdraw his gaze.
He lowered his eyes to look at the black and white piano keys. Leaving his left hand hanging at his side, he used his right hand to play a fragmented piece of music, bit by bit and intermittently.
While playing, he let out a low laugh.
Waking up early the next morning, Shi Song opened his mobile phone and received countless messages from Lin Yiming.
“Xiao Song I am sorry, yesterday truly was just a misunderstanding.”
“I have no feelings toward Su Tang. The reason why that kind of thing happened was entirely because I recognized him as you.”
“I love you, won’t you forgive me just this once?”
Shi Song clicked it open and cast a glance with interest, feeling it was a bit laughable.
It truly was exactly the same set of tricks as he had anticipated.
However, this did remind Shi Song; he blocked all of Lin Yiming’s contact methods, finally returning a state of peace and quiet to the world.
He smoothly opened Weibo and scanned around at random. A local blogger “Beijing City Everyone Says” had actually posted a piece of news.
“Yesterday when I was eating, I actually ran into a quite famous streamer being caught acting as a third party by someone. Tsk, the moral standards of the world are going down by the day; a scumbag and a scumbag are truly a good match.”
This kind of gossip easily attracted the attention of the crowd eating melons (onlookers).
Not long after, beneath this Weibo post, quite a few people came to ask.
“Holy crap, what’s going on?”
“Stop keeping us in suspense, quickly speak the name out to let me avoid the landmine.”
“Passing through, let me spit first, phei!”
Shi Song did not really care. He pulled down a couple of times along with the motion, and went to look at other things.
Having agreed to celebrate Shi Song and Wei Huaichen’s birthdays, Cheng Gao had the auntie (domestic helper) prepare a table full of dishes.
Although their family spoke little, they still managed to eat a relatively warm meal.
Relative to yesterday’s gathering, Shi Song felt that it was still today’s meal that made him feel a bit more relaxed.
Yet he always felt as if something was missing.
Right.
Birthday cake!
Shi Song’s mind stirred, and he already had a plan in his heart.
By the afternoon, Wei Shuyun and Cheng Gao had business and went out again.
Shi Song watched tutorials seriously for a long time, and then went downstairs to find the auntie of their house.
“Do you know how to make a cake?”
The auntie was smiling broadly: “Of course, whatever kind Xiao Song wants to make, I can teach you.”
Shi Song rummaged around the house for materials for a long time, and in the end, he actually gathered everything completely.
Doing it with his own hands under the auntie’s guidance, he spent a good several hours and unexpectedly made the cake look quite decent.
“Oh, as expected of someone studying fine arts, this cake is made truly beautifully.”
Watching Shi Song squeeze the frosting onto the edges of the cake bit by bit, the auntie finally could not resist praising.
Shi Song felt a bit embarrassed from being praised by the auntie all afternoon.
He stretched his somewhat aching muscles and bones: “So tiring.”
The auntie smiled: “If Little Wei knows you prepared so much, he will definitely be happy.”
It was unknown whether it was a psychological effect, but under the auntie’s encouragement, the more Shi Song looked at that cake, the more he felt it looked exceptionally pleasing to the eye.
Holding that cake, he knocked open Wei Huaichen’s door.
“Brother, I am here again.”
After the door opened, Shi Song first said to Wei Huaichen with a bright smile: “Will you find me annoying?”
“No.”
Wei Huaichen’s gaze was gentle: “What is it?”
Only after he finished speaking did Shi Song probe his entire person inside.
He was still holding the cake in his hands: “Brother, I just remembered that we are still missing a process here, the birthday cake.”
Shi Song walked forward a few steps and placed the cake onto the table inside Wei Huaichen’s room.
“This is… made by you?”
Wei Huaichen raised his eyebrows slightly.
Shi Song blinked his eyes: “How did you discover it?”
Could it be that his craftsmanship was excessively good, causing Wei Huaichen to be shocked by it as well?
Wei Huaichen could not resist letting out a light laugh: “You wrote an English letter wrongly.”
Shi Song let out an “ah” sound, lowered his head slowly to cast a glance, and immediately following that, his ears turned red in an instant.
Although he had been an English black hole since childhood, a mistake this low-level was honestly still the first time he had committed it.
He actually wrote the word birthday short of a letter r!
Most likely he had placed all his attention onto the patterns of the cake just now; having stared at it for so long, he actually had not discovered it at all!
Especially considering that Wei Huaichen had only just returned from abroad, Shi Song was so embarrassed he simply had no place to hide himself.
“Can you pretend you didn’t see it?”
He blinked his eyes, raising his eyes to look toward Wei Huaichen.
Wei Huaichen looked to be in a very good mood, his voice carrying a laugh: “I cannot.”
Shi Song lowered his head with some vexation.
Looking exactly like a little puppy drooping its tail.
Watching that he seemed a bit low, Wei Huaichen opened his mouth, just about to say something.
As a result, Shi Song suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
He directly used his finger to scoop out a small piece from bithday, and with quick eyes and fast hands, smeared it onto Wei Huaichen’s nose.
“This way it’s fine.”
Wei Huaichen’s reaction speed was extremely fast, pinching Shi Song’s wrist in an instant.
However, it was still a step too late after all. That cream stuck onto Wei Huaichen’s face, matching that handsome face of his, making it look slightly comical.
“Pfft.”
Shi Song could not resist laughing out loud.
Wei Huaichen’s eyes fluctuated slightly.
After a pause, he could not resist laughing as well.
“Destroying the evidence of the crime?”
Wei Huaichen was still holding Shi Song’s wrist. Just now, in order to facilitate his action, Shi Song had suddenly drawn close to Wei Huaichen’s face; right now, his breath swept lightly over it, bringing along a tingling and numbing sensation.
The atmosphere between the two people was slightly strange.
Yet Shi Song was completely oblivious to this.
He was still laughing: “Hahaha, brother don’t say it, it actually looks quite good like this.”
Wei Huaichen’s eyes fluctuated gently.
His other hand smoothly dipped up a small piece of cream from the cake as well, gently smearing it onto the tiny pear-dimple beside Shi Song’s lips.
The inviting sweet fragrance emitting from the body of the young man in front of him transformed into something tangible in an instant.
The tip of Wei Huaichen’s tongue pressed against his upper palate.
“Looks good?”
The end of his tone raised lightly.
When being smeared by the cake, Shi Song only felt a small patch of coolness coming from his cheek, a bit itchy.
He was well-behaved though, neither dodging nor avoiding, allowing Wei Huaichen to perform the action.
Wei Huaichen’s voice was very magnetic, just like a small hammer tapping lightly onto his ear canal.
It was exactly within this instant of being dazed that Wei Huaichen had already released his wrist.
Shi Song rubbed it gently, acting obedient on purpose: “Brother, your strength is so great.”
While speaking, he flaunted that section of slender, white wrist in front of Wei Huaichen.
Shi Song’s skin was delicate and tender; within this short period of time, a light red mark had already been left behind.
The hand Wei Huaichen kept at his side rubbed gently.
A bit of smooth cream still remained on his fingertips.
“My apologies.”
He said softly.
“I forgive you.”
“We should still eat the cake properly.”
A trace of cream still remained on Shi Song’s face.
But he pulled out a piece of paper from the side, helping Wei Huaichen wipe it first.
The texture of the paper was rough; separated by a thin layer was Shi Song’s somewhat cool finger.
Wei Huaichen closed his eyes; he seemed to hear the sound of his own accelerated heartbeat.
“Yeah.”
During the two days spent staying at home, there were always people coming to ask Shi Song what exactly was going on with Lin Yiming.
Shi Song did not defame Lin Yiming after all, only telling them that from now on he had no relationship with him anymore.