" Brother Jue, I really had a great time chatting with you today. Come visit us again next time! I'll always remember everything that happened today. Goodbye, Brother Jue! Be careful on your way home. I'll always support you."
When Shang Shujue was about to leave, Shen Ye stood in front of him and said a lot, his words filled with reluctance to part, but he also knew that he couldn't keep him here forever, so he said even more.
"Okay, I've got it. Go back and rest now, no need to see you off. Everyone should go back too. I wish you all a smooth journey ahead and that you all find your soulmates with compatible values."
Shang Shujue felt both helpless and amused by Shen Ye's expression. She patted him on the shoulder with a smile, greeted the others, and then left the Love House.
The guests followed him out of the Love House, watching him and Du Lin walk away. When they reached the gate of the courtyard, Du Lin smiled and parted ways with him, and then a car stopped in front of him.
The car door opened, Song Yanqing stepped out. Dressed in a suit and tie, he was tall and handsome, with a cool and noble air about him. He exuded an aura of nobility unique to powerful and wealthy families, a height that ordinary people like them could never reach.
"Oh my god, I thought Brother Jue's type would be the kind of handsome guy with only good looks. I didn't expect Song Yanqing to not only have good looks, but also be handsome. Most importantly, he has a great physique. The two of them standing together are such a perfect match."
Looking at Song Yanqing's expression, Lin Shen couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Ling Zhaosen nodded noncommittally, also sighing, "The noble sons raised by century-old families are ultimately different from the young masters raised by ordinary wealthy families."
"Wow, Song Yanqing seems so intelligent. I really can't believe he's the one who pursued Brother Jue. He seems so aloof, not the talkative type."
Qi Meng took two steps forward and couldn't help but glance at Song Yanqing a few more times, her eyes filled with gossip.
Hua Shuo and Lu Huaiye also went over and watched as Song Yanqing opened the passenger door for Shang Shujue, then turned around and seemed a little surprised to see them.
He nodded politely, then turned and walked to the driver's seat, drove away, and the crowd watched for a long time, until the car disappeared from sight before they came to their senses.
"They've gone far away, I need to go dig up some sweet moments in the fanfiction section, it's just too sweet, I won't be able to sleep tonight without reading some fanfiction to calm down."
Gu Yiyue snapped out of his reverie of the sweet and happy scene between Song Yanqing and Shang Shujue, and somewhat excitedly turned around and went back to the cabin first. He took out his phone, said he was looking for fanfiction, and actually went to look for fanfiction.
"I'm going to put away the autographed photo and gift that Brother Jue gave me. It's the first time I've received a gift from my idol, and I really can't bear to eat it. I'll eat it tomorrow, hehehe..."
Shen Ye snapped out of his daze and ran into the small house. He still looked so excited, as excited as a puppy running around, completely forgetting why he came here in the first place.
" Shen Ye, do you want my gift box? I just finished my egg pancake, you can keep the box."
"Great, great, bro! You give them to me, I'll frame them. If anyone else doesn't want them, they can give them to me too, hehehe... Thank you so much!"
Lin Shen went inside, and Ling Zhaosen followed him. Hua Shuo wanted to go in too, but before leaving, he asked Qi Meng, "Do you want to go in? It's time to sleep soon."
"Great! The handmade egg pancakes that Brother Jue brought taste really good! I wonder where he bought them? Let's check the gift box later to see if there's a shop name and contact number so we can order some."
"OK."
The two chatted as they went inside. Lu Huaiye watched their backs but didn't follow. He simply stood in front of the railing, looked up at the sky, and sighed softly.
"Not going in?"
Tang Jiuyang didn't leave either. He leaned against the railing, looking up at the sky. After a moment of silence, he turned to ask Lu Huaiye, Lu Huaiye didn't turn around but simply hummed softly, "It's pretty boring."
Tang Jiuyang remained silent for a while, then turned around and said before leaving, "It is indeed quite boring, but there is still a long time before it ends. Isn't it a bit too pessimistic to give up so early?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Jiuyang left. Lu Huaiye glanced back at him, then looked away. This time, instead of looking at the sky, he stared at the warm-colored lights in the green belt. He was lost in thought for a while before turning around and immersing himself in the noisy life in the small house.
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In the underground parking lot of the villa, Shang Shujue was pinned against the car door by Song Yanqing and kissed until he was dizzy and weak. His legs were trapped between Song Yanqing's strong thighs, with no way to escape. Of course, he had no intention of escaping.
"Hmm... what's wrong?" Shang Shujue breathed a slight sigh of relief. As Song Yanqing moved to kiss her neck, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, her tone tinged with amusement, "Are you in such a bad mood today?"
"Baby was very popular today..."
Song Yanqing put his arm around Shang Shujue's waist, letting him cling to him, and then led him into the fire escape in this close embrace, speaking in a dangerous tone.
"But I don't like how they see you. You belong to me alone. Why should they like you?"
"Pfft... You're even jealous of this?" Shang Shujue wrapped his arms around his waist, unable to resist pinching his cheek with a laugh, deforming it. "I'm all yours now, are you afraid I'll run off with someone else?"
Song Yanqing didn't answer him immediately, but silently carried him to the first floor. Then he changed his mind and took the elevator. Shang Shujue felt something was strange and couldn't help but peck at his lips. "Hmm? Why are you suddenly not saying anything?"
Song Yanqing hugged him tightly, burying his face in the crook of his shoulder, feeling inexplicably down. Shang Shujue's smile faded, and he frowned slightly as he ruffled Song Yanqing's hair, not in a hurry to speak.
After reaching the second floor, Song Yanqing sat down on the living room sofa with Shang Shujue in his arms, his head still buried in Shang Shujue's shoulder, not saying a word, it was unclear whether he was sad or thinking about something.
"What's wrong? Why are you unhappy?"
Shang Shujue cradled Song Yanqing's head, looking at him face to face. Seeing that his eyes were slightly red, as if he had suffered a great injustice, she was momentarily stunned. Then, she tenderly stroked the corner of his eye, her fingertips slightly damp, feeling even more heartache.
" A-Jue." Song Yanqing grasped Shang Shujue's hand, his voice extremely hoarse, "Actually, for so long, I still can't quite believe that you really want to be with me."
"I feel like I'm dreaming every day, afraid that when I wake up, you'll be gone, leaving me all alone to face you..."
Song Yanqing couldn't say the rest of his words. His voice was choked with emotion, which came suddenly and overwhelmingly.
"We're really together now. I won't go back on my promise to you. Why are you still so insecure? You know best what kind of person I am, don't you?"
Shang Shujue had no time to ask him what he hadn't finished saying. At that moment, all she could think about was comforting him and making him stop being sad.