CH 9

Fu Yuhe still remembered that when Fu Cheng went out yesterday, he threw out a sentence of “I’m going out” and didn’t intend to communicate with him anymore. He asked Fu Cheng where he was going, and Fu Cheng told him not to worry about him, but after this, the answer to that was really easy to guess.

Today, Fu Cheng kept smiling as if he had let go of all his previous grievances, and lost all of his previous temper of having a “cold war” against him until the end. He held a cake and urged him to blow out candles, smiling cheerfully and well-behaved.

His eyes were slightly sluggish, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at Shen Yi, who was standing half a step behind him, and quickly followed what Fu Cheng was saying. He bent down helplessly and blew out the candle.

“It’s not early, go to bed early.” He said.

“How can we do that?” This time it was Shen Yi who spoke, “Brother Fu, you haven’t eaten the cake yet.”

After blowing out the candle, the living room lost all its light, and briefly turned into a dark place. Fu Yuhe couldn’t see Shen Yi’s expression, though listening to his voice lengthening the syllables, Fu Yuhe thoughtfully rubbed his index finger and thumb together.

“Fu Cheng and I made the cake.” Shen Yi lowered his voice, “It’s filled with sincerity, aren’t you moved, Brother Fu?”

Fu Yuhe lips twitched into a tiny smile, and he also lowered his voice: “Moved, how can I not be moved? Guess I should repay you well.”

Shen Yi: “That’s unnecessary.”

After drinking, Fu Yuhe’s voice was always a little hoarse, more magnetic than usual, and he said slowly: “That’s not good.”

How could he not see that every time Shen Yi deliberately messed with him, it was as if he was teasing a cat…

Fu Yuhe’s eyes darkened.

He is not a little milk cat. A cat trying to tease a tiger. If he wasn’t careful enough, he will be eaten by the tiger until there was nothing left of him.

Fu Yuhe attention was completely focused on Shen Yi, and he didn’t realise that Fu Cheng had quietly left the dining table in the dark.

Fu Cheng had tried this route several times in the dark, so he reached the side of the stairs smoothly, he pressed the switch, and the string of lights hanging on the handrail of the stairs lit up, resembling small stars.

The atmosphere of a warm birthday celebration spread.

“Cut the cake, brother!” Fu Cheng walked over a few steps, picked up the knife for cutting the cake and handed it to Fu Yuhe respectfully, as if he was handing a cigarette to his eldest brother.

Fu Yuhe: “…I’ll go wash my hands first.”

Fu Cheng withdrew his hand: “Oh.”

Fu Yuhe: “If you want to eat it, just cut it yourself.”

“No, the first piece of cake is for you.” Fu Cheng said.

The kitchen of the villa was an open kitchen, Fu Yuhe walked inside, washed his hands and poured a glass of water for him to drink. The moment he approached the kitchen, he smelled an appetizing fragrance, at first he thought it was an illusion, but when he went in, he found several dishes on the table in the kitchen.

Fu Cheng couldn’t make such a dish.

Which restraurent did he order it from?

He washed his hands and walked out, took a cake knife and cut the cake, the cake had a very simple style, and it’s taste  wasn’t very sweet, he doesn’t like this cream stuff very much, but he still ate a few mouthful so the two wouldn’t feel bad.

“Brother, are you hungry? There is food in the kitchen.” Fu Cheng said while eating a cake.

Although there was nothing wrong with him, Fu Cheng refused to make eye contact with Fu Yuhe ever since he entered the door, and kept his head lowered. The awkwardness between them after the last quarrel hasn’t passed yet.

“Hmm.” Fu Yuhe asked, “Have you eaten?”

“Nope.” Fu Cheng said.

Fu Yuhe: “Let’s eat together.”

Fu Cheng: “Oh – I’ll bring it out, the meal is still hot.”

Shen Yi could clearly see the slightly tense atmosphere between Fu Yuhe and Fu Cheng, and he looked at the conversation between the two with his chin propped on his palm from the side, before he moved, and got up to help.

Fu Yuhe also got up, and the three of them brought out the dishes without much communication, took three more bowls, filled them with rice, and took their seat.

Shen Yi went to the refrigerator to get the beer and drinks, placed a bottle in Fu Cheng’s hand, turned to Fu Yuhe and said, “Brother, you drank some wine tonight, so don’t drink anymore.”

He followed Fu Cheng to call him brother, seemingly more affectionate, and then Fu Yuhe watched helplessly as Shen Yi put a bottle of …milk in his hand.

“Drink some milk, your stomach will feel better.” Shen Yi said.

Fu Yuhe turned his head sideways.

Was he taking care about him? This wasn’t quite in-line with Shen Yi’s style.

A crisp sound rang, Shen Yi who lifted his beer can and clinked glasses with him.

The atmosphere between the three of them was quite harmonious, when Fu Cheng suddenly asked: “Brother, is it delicious?”

Fu Yuhe: “Not bad, which restaurant is it from?”

Fu Yuhe’s words were already quite a high evaluation.

Fu Cheng: “Shen Yi made it.”

Fu Yuhe: “…”

He raised his eyes to look at Fu Cheng, who looked at him stubbornly.

He could see that he was deliberately asking this question after they were halfway into the meal, probably because he was still angry at him for saying ‘bad things’ about Shen Yi before. Fu Cheng actions clearly indicated that he had taken up some of Shen Yi’s bad habits. Sure enough, anything close to split ink would turn black.

Suddenly the atmosphere turned tense.

Shen Yi took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. The bones in the fish had all been taken out and the stew basically melted in his mouth, he said: “Why don’t you eat it? The dishes on the table are all made by me with all my heart. I can’t enjoy it well, since I feel sorry for the fish sacrificed for this feast.”

Fu Yuhe almost couldn’t keep a straight face.

The strange atmosphere dissipated, as if an air-filled bubble had burst, and Fu Yuhe and Fu Cheng continued to eat.

After the meal, Shen Yi didn’t leave. It was getting late, and this time Fu Yuhe didn’t have any objection to Shen Yi staying overnight and only said ‘rest early.’

Fu Yuhe went back to his bedroom, Fu Cheng’s gift to him was placed on the coffee table in the room. He opened it and saw that it was a tie. Suddenly he remembered something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found a photo sent to him by his assistant before.

In the photo, Fu Cheng was holding a tie and putting it on Shen Yi’s neckline to try the colour, which is the same as this tie.

The Fu family villa was very large, and there are many empty rooms. Although Fu Cheng didn’t mind sharing a bed with Shen Yi, in order to avoid Fu Yuhe fury, Shen Yi still slept in the guest room. The reason he gave was that the sleep quality is better when a person occupies a bed.

But today when Fu Cheng said that they would sleep together, Fu Yuhe didn’t seem to have much reaction. Perhaps he drank too much, so his response was slower than usual?