GDRG CH43

Xing Jun paused and said: “Indeed, there are no good memories.”

His family combination was also very typical, one might say. A rich but philandering and cruel father, a biological mother who never felt a sense of belonging to the family and was bent on being a “brother-helper demon” (sacrificing her own family to help her brother), an uncle who was a “sister-sucking vampire,” and a stepmother who climbed her way up from being a secretary and gold digger.

Unlike Xing Wei, who had been silly since childhood, Xing Jun felt the fickleness of human nature within the family very early on. The incident that left the deepest impression on him was this one.

Xing Jun’s biological mother wanted to take money to open a shop for his uncle, but his father disagreed. So, his mother got pregnant with a second child. With the second child on the way, Xing Jun’s father finally relented and shelled out several million.

While his mother was pregnant with Xing Wei, Xing Jun’s father took six-year-old Xing Jun out, holding chocolate, coaxing and tricking him into calling the secretary “Mom.”

He coaxed him a few times, and one time Xing Jun’s biological mother caught them. She was greatly stimulated and went into premature labor directly. Hearing the news, Xing Jun’s uncle rushed over, slapped his nephew in the face, and scolded him, saying he was the one who harmed his own mother.

Xing Wei being a premature baby and going into an incubator was also caused by him. Xing Jun’s uncle said.

The uncle didn’t dare slap Xing Jun’s father who gave the money; he only dared to slap the six-year-old Xing Jun. And Xing Jun indeed took this matter to heart. When Xing Wei was weak and sickly in childhood, Xing Jun always felt it was his fault.

Later, Xing Jun never ate chocolate again. He felt chocolate was poisonous.

Thinking of this, Xing Jun found it a bit hard to speak about. Why did Shi Xueqing start caring about this? Regarding those family matters, he didn’t like to reveal them to anyone.

Revealing the fight for family property was because he needed others’ cooperation and help. Other details, especially those related to getting along with family, Xing Jun hated telling anyone.

It would make him appear full of weaknesses.

Maybe because the way Shi Xueqing lay in his arms was too weak. It made him feel very safe.

Moreover, Shi Xueqing was raised by his money and had to rely on his money to live his favorite luxurious life. So Shi Xueqing wouldn’t harm him.

And didn’t have the ability to harm him.

Feeling slightly relieved, he heard Shi Xueqing say dazedly at this moment: “Oh, then I won’t mention it in the future.”

“…”

Shi Xueqing said he wouldn’t mention this matter in the future. Xing Jun should have relaxed. But for some reason, he felt his heart tighten a bit, as if he couldn’t quite catch his breath because Shi Xueqing didn’t continue to probe.

What’s going on? Could it be because Shi Xueqing is too sensible?

If no one asked about the pain, Xing Jun would absolutely not say it. Only many years later did Xing Jun understand that this kind of bad stuff had always been a major weakness in his character.

The outlet that opened a little closed again.

Just holding Shi Xueqing, he suddenly remembered that before Xing Wei was born, when his father relented and gave money to his uncle, their family seemed to have had a very good night. His mother was already showing but cooked personally, making a pot of very delicious soup and raw marinated seafood. His father wrapped his arms around his mother’s waist, asking why she thought of cooking herself.

He was eating nearby, watching his father agree to add investment to his uncle’s shop. The family of three seemed to be smiling very happily.

But the next weekend, his father used taking him to the amusement park as an excuse to meet the secretary privately. Xing Jun came back holding a balloon and heard his father say to the secretary: “The perfume you used today is really nice.”

“Why aren’t you keeping your wife company at home?”

“She smells of cooking fumes (“oil smoke”), not as fragrant as you.”

His hand loosened, and the red balloon flew into the sky; he could never catch the string guiding the balloon again.

A child’s memory is unreliable. At six years old, he quickly forgot this matter. Only after being slapped by his uncle did it surge up from the ocean of memory again, engraved into his flesh and blood unforgettably.

Even now, he still remembered those balloons that flew away.

Shi Xueqing just thought in Xing Jun’s arms: Xing Jun’s family life isn’t happy. Why work on this aspect? It would only arouse Xing Jun’s PTSD for no reason.

Won’t do this in the future.

…

When Shi Xueqing woke up the next day, Xing Jun was gone again. Shi Xueqing was already used to the fact that Xing Jun got up early.

He went downstairs holding his waist, thinking on the way that his strategy really failed. What family life? Isn’t this stabbing Xing Jun in the back with a knife? Shows that in everything, one cannot just copy online guides.

Looking up, there was no sandwich on the dining table, but there was a Xing Jun.

“…”

“Brother Xing, you didn’t go to work?” Shi Xueqing said, remembering today was Friday.

Xing Jun said “Mmn.” There was a takeout paper bag next to him; Xing Jun’s breakfast was indeed bought every day in the same monotonous pattern.

Shi Xueqing also sat down to eat breakfast with Xing Jun. Tuna again. He tore a bit pickily and heard Xing Jun say: “Is the stomach better?”

“?” Shi Xueqing didn’t remember his stomach being uncomfortable.

Xing Jun didn’t ask further. He drank coffee and looked at Shi Xueqing. Shi Xueqing had just gotten up, still having a lazy air about him.

Very beautiful, a bit melancholic temperament, but actually quite heartless.

Just like this is good. Xing Jun said: “There is another delivery today.”

“Brother Xing, what did you buy?”

“A DJI drone, for travel photography.” Xing Jun thought for a moment and added, “Cost over three thousand dollars.”

“So expensive, is it the top spec?” Shi Xueqing asked secretly.

“Mmn.”

Shi Xueqing’s eyes indeed lit up.

Shi Xueqing is just this easy to satisfy.

After a while, he heard Shi Xueqing ask secretly: “Brother Xing, can I borrow your drone to…”

“It’s given to you. You can use it for aerial photography in the future.”

Shi Xueqing’s eyes instantly became very brilliant again, only his expression barely maintaining a literary aloofness. Xing Jun thought Shi Xueqing wouldn’t know how many times he could use this thing, but getting a top-spec niche item made him feel very satisfied.

Still better this way.

Xing Jun’s mood also relaxed. He asked deliberately: “Happy or not?”

Shi Xueqing walked over and leaned beside him: “Happy.”

Xing Jun pinched his waist: “What should you do if you’re happy?”

Shi Xueqing sat on Xing Jun’s lap and actively kissed Xing Jun. After so many times, Shi Xueqing’s lips and tongue were no longer unfamiliar as in the beginning; he could already entangle Xing Jun’s tongue very skillfully. He lured Xing Jun in, then began to lick the tip of Xing Jun’s tongue, imitating Xing Jun’s previous movements on him, sucking Xing Jun bit by bit.

Saliva flowed from the corner of his lips unknowingly. The atmosphere in the dining room became a bit hot. Thinking there was nothing to do at the company in the morning, Xing Jun decisively pressed Shi Xueqing down onto the dining table.

Shi Xueqing hummed and pushed him with his hand: “Brother Xing, we just did it last night.”

“Then change one?” Xing Jun reached out and pinched Shi Xueqing’s lips.

Shi Xueqing thought for a moment and said: “Better use the other one.”

After last night, everything became very convenient. Because he still had to go to the company, Xing Jun only did it hastily once.

After finishing, Shi Xueqing was still paralyzed on the dining table panting. Xing Jun pinched the bathrobe on his chest: “Clothes are all dirty.”

“You buy me new ones,” Shi Xueqing said.

“Go buy yourself in the afternoon, use my supplementary card,” Xing Jun said. “Buy yourself something else too.”

“Buy how many sets?”

“Whatever, buy however many sets you want, not expensive anyway.”

Shi Xueqing nodded. Xing Jun pulled out a tissue wanting to wipe him, but Shi Xueqing closed his legs himself: “Brother Xing, don’t you still have to go to work?”

“Then do it yourself.” Xing Jun gave him the tissue.

Shi Xueqing turned his back to him to clean up, probably afraid Xing Jun would start again while watching. Xing Jun went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and heard Shi Xueqing say: “There are expensive ones too.”

“What expensive ones?”

“Body chains made of jewelry,” Shi Xueqing turned back and said.

A mouthful of ice water became very hot. Xing Jun first gripped the glass, then laughed. Shi Xueqing wants jewelry, right?

Hard for Shi Xueqing to always combine his desire for money so erotically. Xing Jun said calmly: “Then look if there are any; if there are, buy them.”

“Mmn.”

Shi Xueqing turned his back to him and put on his bathrobe properly. Sunlight fell on Shi Xueqing’s snow-white flesh, having a kind of crystalline beauty. While appreciating it, Xing Jun suddenly noticed something wrong.

Shi Xueqing realized there was no movement from Xing Jun’s side. He turned back and saw Xing Jun staring at a corner of the kitchen.

“What’s wrong, Brother Xing?” Shi Xueqing poked his head over.

“You used the pan to make something?”

“Ah?”

“Saw the pan changed position,” Xing Jun said.

Xing Jun really has persecution delusions. Shi Xueqing remembered that after failing to cook last night, he clearly put the pan back in its original place. He tried hard to look again; turns out the pan handle wasn’t in the same direction as before.

With this ability, how good would it be for Xing Jun to be a spy? What Silicon Valley upstart? Waste of talent.

“Wanted to make bacon stir-fried Brussels sprouts,” Shi Xueqing said. He remembered eating it once at a brunch place in high school and thought it tasted good.

“…And then?”

“Burnt it, so poured it out,” Shi Xueqing replied.

He felt the rich guy’s tone and demeanor were so strange, not like questioning, nor like doubting. The rich guy turned to look at him, as if he had done something others never thought he would really do.

“Oh.” Xing Jun nodded. “Got it.”

It seemed Xing Jun had no other questions to ask. Shi Xueqing felt the tissue didn’t wipe clean; it was still sticky between his legs. Just as he was preparing to take a shower, he heard Xing Jun say: “Don’t cook in the future.”

“Hmm?”

“Will get cooking fume smell all over.”

Since the sugar daddy spoke, Shi Xueqing naturally nodded. Seems the rich guy really doesn’t like family life.

“I’m going to shower. Be careful driving on the road,” Shi Xueqing said a sentence, found the rich guy had no reaction, didn’t think much, and went upstairs.

Although Xing Jun’s posture standing motionless in the kitchen was strange. But Shi Xueqing sensitively felt that Xing Jun wasn’t angry.

Then it’s fine.

Shi Xueqing went upstairs. The sunlight near noon was very good, but Xing Jun stood in a corner where the light couldn’t reach. After a good while, he walked out from there and drove to the company.

Traffic in Los Angeles was as terrible as ever. When Xing Jun arrived at the company, Alex had already arrived, holding a photo frame in his hand.

“Hi Alex,” Xing Jun greeted, asking what the photo frame was for by the way.

“Yesterday when the cleaner was cleaning, she accidentally knocked the photo frame off the table and broke it, so I bought a new one,” Alex laughed. “Also changed to a new group photo by the way.”

The group photo showed Alex, his wife, and their three children, a family of five camping in the forest. Xing Jun glanced at it and said: “Taken really well. Broken only yesterday, replaced with a new one so fast today.”

“One is that putting family photos on the desk makes collaborators feel you are very responsible, conducive to promoting cooperation—an American unspoken rule.” Alex laughed loudly. “Two is—don’t you think this photo looks very happy? With family encouragement, one can work very focused.”

Xing Jun, however, noticed that the oldest child in the photo of five was obviously a bit reserved. Alex and his wife were both white, but the oldest child obviously had Asian heritage. He remembered colleagues gossiping before that Alex’s ex-wife was Asian, and the divorce was very unpleasant.

Seemingly happy families also had their own problems. Xing Jun waved goodbye to Alex and returned to his office. But Alex was obviously excited after mentioning this topic, saying Xing Jun was only 24, no need to rush. But if no children, couple photos could also be displayed; Americans bought this too, thinking a stable romantic relationship also reflected character.

Rush or not, Xing Jun would never have descendants in this life. First, because Shi Xueqing made him realize he was gay; second, because Xing Jun never thought about the concept of family.

Thinking of him appearing in that kind of camping photo, Xing Jun felt uncomfortable all over.

As for intimate relationships, that would be Shi Xueqing. Xing Jun thought of Shi Xueqing during work, and that washed pan.

Suddenly, very uncomfortable again.

Shi Xueqing cooked for him, but he didn’t treat Shi Xueqing as his boyfriend.

He changed his mind thinking about Hawaii. Originally wanted to order some gemstone earrings for Shi Xueqing, but was too busy on the return trip and forgot.

Might as well order them together with the body chain. Shi Xueqing suited this kind of thing.

Their relationship also suited this kind of thing. Xing Jun sent a message to his assistant to help arrange it. Seeing he spent money on Shi Xueqing, he felt comfortable again.

Shi Xueqing’s abnormal behavior appeared after meeting Mia. Although knowing Shi Xueqing did these things probably to explode more gold coins. But Xing Jun felt he shouldn’t have let Shi Xueqing meet Mia.

Don’t let Shi Xueqing pretend so much that he changes flavor—he probably thought so.

Moreover, he didn’t need family life at all.

Hope the pajamas Shi Xueqing buys today can be a bit sexier.

Unknowingly, he sent Shi Xueqing a message “Off work at seven today.” Shi Xueqing didn’t reply to him, probably shopping.

He saw the card swipe SMS.

Don’t know what the new pajamas look like. Shi Xueqing’s taste had always been good. Xing Jun suddenly wanted to go home very much, probably wanting to go home to see the pajamas.

But it never rains but it pours. Emergency news came; Xing Jun had to work overtime.

And, work overtime until eleven at night.

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