This had almost become the default.
But tonight, Tao Zhi refused him.
Fu Si Heng asked: “Why?”
“It feels a bit weird,” Tao Zhi answered honestly.
But where exactly it felt weird, he couldn’t say, stammering for a long time.
“Your mom is here,” Tao Zhi reminded him.
“My mom lives upstairs,” Fu Si Heng said dismissively. “Even if we make a huge racket, she won’t hear.”
The soundproofing in the house was excellent.
Tao Zhi: “…”
That wasn’t the point.
It just felt different.
Tao Zhi scratched his nose tip again.
“This is the place where you grew up… right, the place where you grew up with your family from childhood.” As he spoke, Tao Zhi finally figured out what was off.
“I feel like this place.” Tao Zhi tilted his head: “is a bit serious.”
A bit serious, and a bit sacred.
Not really suitable for that kind of thing.
Fu Si Heng was amused by Tao Zhi’s words: “Serious?”
“Uh-huh.” Tao Zhi nodded vigorously.
“A place where you lived and grew up with family, full of childhood memories—it feels weird to do these things here. Just bear with it.”
“Oh, and also.” Tao Zhi continued: “Your family villa looks especially grand from the outside too…”
It gave off that vibe of an ancient, prestigious family manor.
“Oh.” Fu Si Heng understood what Tao Zhi meant.
He couldn’t change the villa’s exterior for now; demolishing and rebuilding would take at least a year. As for childhood memories…
Fu Si Heng looked at Tao Zhi with a half-smile: “Actually, it’s not just childhood, but also teenage years.”
Tao Zhi: “Huh?”
He didn’t get it.
Fu Si Heng said nothing more.
Tao Zhi thought for a moment and suggested tactfully: “We can go back tomorrow and then…”
Fu Si Heng just said “Oh” noncommittally: “Go take a shower first.”
–
When Tao Zhi went to shower, Fu Si Heng didn’t follow.
He went first, and Fu Si Heng went after.
This was rare.
So he must have agreed.
That’s what Tao Zhi thought.
After Tao Zhi finished showering and came out, Fu Si Heng then entered the bathroom. Tao Zhi wandered around his room, exploring.
Besides the photos and trophies that were different from his other residence, the bookshelf held quite a few ship models and signed memorabilia from soccer stars.
Through these things, Tao Zhi could roughly imagine what Fu Si Heng did at his age.
Pretty interesting.
Tao Zhi was looking curiously when the bathroom door opened.
After showering, Fu Si Heng didn’t put on a bathrobe or pajamas. Instead, he came out bare-chested, wearing only a pair of gray casual pants.
Tao Zhi was slightly stunned.
He rarely saw Fu Si Heng dressed like this. Maybe only on Sunday mornings after coming out of the gym would he look more casual and relaxed, but never bare-chested.
Steam still rose from Fu Si Heng’s body. Water droplets slid down the lines of his broad chest and muscles.
His pants weren’t even properly worn.
The elastic waistband hung low on his hips, revealing sharp, defined V-lines. The water droplets from his chest fell, soaking the edge of the waistband, leaving dark wet marks.
Ever since getting together with Tao Zhi, Fu Si Heng had been very mindful of his physique.
Probably because Tao Zhi would inexplicably blush when looking at his body sometimes.
Like now.
Fu Si Heng toweled his hair and saw Tao Zhi zoning out before lowering his head to fiddle with the desk. He felt pretty good.
“Why didn’t you put on pajamas?” After a moment, Tao Zhi lifted his head.
“Your words earlier inspired me,” Fu Si Heng said. “I plan to recapture the feeling of my childhood—oh no, my teenage years.”
Tao Zhi: “Huh?”
What did that mean?
Tao Zhi still didn’t understand Fu Si Heng’s words.
He felt Fu Si Heng was acting weird tonight, and a bad premonition surged in his heart. He looked at Fu Si Heng with slightly wary eyes.
Fu Si Heng had no intention of explaining.
After drying his hair, he casually tossed the towel aside and walked toward Tao Zhi: “After starting university, I rarely stayed home. Probably around.”
Fu Si Heng thought: “eighteen or so.”
“Do you know what I did in this room before I was eighteen?”
“I don’t know… Ah!”
The little peach who had been obediently answering questions just moments ago was suddenly scooped up horizontally by Fu Si Heng and placed on the bed.
Tao Zhi tensed up, his heart leaping, but soon relaxed.
Because his clothes weren’t removed. Fu Si Heng just held him and sat against the headboard.
Normally holding him, his straight nose bridge buried in his hair, taking a deep sniff, then hugging him tighter, occasionally kissing his earlobe.
This scene… actually felt a bit warm and cozy.
Tao Zhi quickly relaxed and leaned into Fu Si Heng’s embrace.
“Probably in this position,” Fu Si Heng said inexplicably.
The whole evening had been inexplicable.
Tao Zhi turned his head, but his hand was caught by Fu Si Heng.
The older man’s palm pressed against the back of his hand.
“Back then, I was young and full of energy. Besides studying, I had to do a lot of exercise every day to vent it.”
“But sometimes I was too lazy to move.”
Fu Si Heng said calmly: “I’d handle it with my hand.”
“Like this.”
