How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 35

Chapter 35: The Vicious Ex-Boyfriend of the Impoverished Bigshot (Part 3)

The small shop was built by the river. The owner, Ning Yang, was smoking a cigarette and sorting goods. Seeing Shen Zhou come in with someone behind him, he put down the order form in surprise. “Why are you back? Are you done?”

Ning Yang was a young man in his late twenties, with a crew cut. He was Shen Zhou’s nominal uncle.

Shen Zhou had received a lot of care from him since he was a child. He was planning to go out and make a living, so he had transferred the shop to Shen Zhou at a low price.

Shen Zhou grunted, “En.” After Yu Lin came in, he closed the door and nodded. “I’m back to sleep for a while.”

Ning Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, touched his crew cut, and his gaze shifted to Yu Lin. He smiled. “Okay.”

He said, “I’ve registered the goods for you. I’m leaving the day after tomorrow. Are you free tomorrow? Let’s have a drink at night?”

Yu Lin stood by the shelf, listening to the two of them talk, his gaze unconsciously falling on a bag of milk-flavored lollipops.

There were few types of snacks in the town. A fifty-cent lollipop could make most children drool.

Yu Lin lowered his eyes, his gaze lightly falling on the brown wrapping paper. As he was looking, a sweetness suddenly appeared in his mouth.

He looked up. Shen Zhou was standing by the shelf, talking to Ning Yang, and holding a piece of wrapping paper in his hand.

Yu Lin blinked and gently bit the candy in his mouth.

Ning Yang had finished sorting the goods and was talking to Shen Zhou about the trend in Jinnan Province in recent years. “A department store, converted from a small shop? It’s a good idea, but will it work in the town?”

When Shen Zhou’s uncle had gone to the county town, he had sold the old house and had left Shen Zhou some money.

In the past two years, Shen Zhou had also saved some money himself. When Ning Yang was transferring the shop, he had taken it over and was preparing to renovate it and do some business.

Shen Zhou glanced out the window and said calmly, “It’s fine. I’m just accumulating experience.”

Ning Yang nodded, thoughtful. “Okay.”

After Ning Yang left, Shen Zhou took Yu Lin to the rest room on the second floor to rest.

This was originally a place for a nap. After Shen Zhou took over, he had changed it into a bedroom. The decoration was simple, with a bed, a window, and a desk full of bills.

The room was only a few square meters and was simply furnished. Shen Zhou went over and made the bed again.

The dark blue bedsheet seemed to have the smell of sun-dried laundry. Yu Lin sat on it, arranged his clothes and shoes that he had taken off, and when he bent down, his hair curled up a little.

Shen Zhou looked at him, his fingers moving slightly.

He turned his head away, put his hand in his pocket, and only found a fallen fruit candy, which had a sweet and sour strawberry flavor.

Shen Zhou held the candy, lowered his eyes and peeled the wrapper, and put the candy in his mouth. After a pause, his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and a strange sweetness fell on the tip of his tongue.

Yu Lin sat on the edge of the bed and was about to lie down in the quilt. The surface of the quilt was very smooth, and his arm rested on it, and he accidentally slipped a little.

He was thinking about the conversation between Shen Zhou and Ning Yang, and his eyelashes lifted slightly. “Shen Zhou, are you going out this afternoon?”

“En.” Shen Zhou nodded. “I have something to do. I’ll order a box of milk on the way. I’ll be back around five.”

He looked over. “What do you want to eat for dinner?”

Yu Lin shook his head. “I’m fine with anything.”

In the plot, the original host did not go to school or go home. He would play outside every day. When the news of his family’s trouble came, he was still lying on the bar, dizzy from drinking.

He also had no intimate relationship with Shen Zhou.

Yu Lin looked up, his arm resting on the dark blue quilt. His skin was fair, and his eyes were a warm amber color in the sunlight.

Shen Zhou walked over, raised his hand and smoothed down the hair that was sticking up, and nodded. “I know. Go to sleep.”

Shen Zhou did not leave too early.

While Yu Lin was sleeping, he sat at the desk and checked the accounts for a while. In a daze, he heard a faint rustling of paper.

An unknown amount of time passed. Yu Lin felt his consciousness blur, and only then did he hear him push the door open and leave, and the sound of footsteps on the stairs gradually faded away.

Shen Zhou’s bed had the clean smell of laundry detergent and sun-dried laundry. Yu Lin was wrapped in the familiar yet strange scent, his eyelids lightly closed, and he quickly fell asleep.

An unknown amount of time passed. When he woke up, he heard a clanging sound, as well as the sound of an electric drill and voices, coming from downstairs.

Yu Lin had been sleeping soundly, and he was not yet fully awake after being disturbed. His eyelids moved slightly.

Then he felt a faint sound of the door opening. Someone came in, and then something fell by his ear, and the noisy sounds from downstairs faded away.

“Shen Zhou?” Yu Lin realized that the owner of the room had returned, and his eyelashes lifted slightly.

He had just woken up and was buried in Shen Zhou’s quilt, with only his head sticking out. His pupils were wet, and he was motionless.

Shen Zhou was holding a lunch box. He looked down and saw his sweaty hair, and he raised his hand and swept it lightly. “Did I wake you?”

“No.” Yu Lin turned his head, looked at the fingers resting by his ear, and squinted slightly. “I was already awake.”

He looked up. “Are you done?”

“En.” Shen Zhou leaned over to look at him and said, “Get up and eat.”

He reached out and turned on the light on the wall, and walked to the desk with the food box. The temperature was low in the morning and evening, and he was wearing a jacket, and the hem of his clothes was filled with the cold air of early spring.

Yu Lin supported himself on the bed and wanted to sit up straight. His arm slipped forward, and he couldn’t sit up straight, and he grabbed a little wrinkle in the bedsheet.

He was stunned for a moment and shook his head lightly.

Then a shadow fell in front of him. Shen Zhou came over, and with one hand, he forcefully pulled him up from the bed.

***

Yu Lin had slept for most of the afternoon, and his head was still aching. He propped his head up and sat up. The sky outside was already dark, and he could hear the sound of dogs barking.

Seeing that his movements were half a beat slow, Shen Zhou sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and buttoned his buttons. The shirt was easy to wrinkle. After he had buttoned the buttons, he casually reached out and smoothed out the expensive fabric.

Yu Lin’s arm rested on the edge of the bed. He looked up at him, his eyelids drooping, as if he were not yet awake.

Shen Zhou looked at him, thinking that he needed to recover. He turned to the desk, took out a small bowl, and filled it with millet and pumpkin porridge.

“Want some sugar?” he asked, and casually put in a spoonful of sugar. Only after he had put it in did he remember that the person had not yet gotten out of bed.

Yu Lin sat on the edge of the bed, nodded lightly, then took a light breath and shook his head. “You eat first. I’ll have some later.”

He was dazed from sleep, and his body was relaxed. An indescribable craving arose.

His gaze fell on Shen Zhou’s waistline, then he looked away slightly, not knowing how to explain the discomfort in his body.

It was like a fish that was extremely dehydrated, and also like a fire was burning in his body. Because he could not get the touch he craved, he was so uncomfortable that he felt like he was going to dry up.

Yu Lin closed his eyes lightly, and his fingers clenched, trying to relieve the discomfort in his body.

He calmed his breathing very lightly, and his forehead suddenly felt a chill.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked up with wet eyes, only to find that Shen Zhou had come over at some point, his eyes dark, and he had reached out and swept away his sweaty hair.

Shen Zhou bent down, frowned, and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong with you?”

Yu Lin pressed his lips together, and his slender, pale fingers lifted and rested on Shen Zhou’s strong and powerful wrist.

He looked at the person in front of him and took a deep breath. “Shen Zhou.”

He asked softly, “Can you hold me?”

Shen Zhou’s action of getting up paused slightly.

Yu Lin sat on the narrow bed in the rest room, his face pale, with an abnormal flush.

He sat very obediently, and because his eyelashes were too long, when he looked over, it was as if there was water swirling in them.

Shen Zhou looked at him, was silent for a moment, and with one arm, he easily held him in his arms. “En.”

***

Shen Zhou found that the person he was holding was trembling slightly, and his steps towards the dining table paused slightly.

He reached out, and his large, warm palm went back and rested on Yu Lin’s neck, and he lifted it up a little.

Yu Lin was very light, and it was not difficult to do things with one arm.

Shen Zhou did not rush him to recover quickly. He slowed down, cleaned the table again, and then put the messy bills into the cabinet.

The fine, rustling sound fell in the dim room, both busy and quiet.

When he felt that the temperature by his chin had slowly dropped, Shen Zhou reached out, touched the head resting on his shoulder, and said, “I’ll hold you. Let’s eat first?”

Yu Lin looked up in a daze, and a little of his blurry consciousness returned.

He squinted at Shen Zhou, hesitated for a moment, and nodded lightly. “En.”

Shen Zhou reached out and pushed back his wet bangs.

Dinner was millet and pumpkin porridge, which had been stewed on the fire for a long time, and was sweet and soft. Shen Zhou had also made two other dishes, a tomato and egg dish, and a braised fish fillet.

They were all very light, but Yu Lin had no appetite. He took two sips of the porridge and subconsciously looked up at Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou saw his resistance and lifted his chin slightly. “Have you swallowed it?”

“…” Yu Lin nodded with confusion. “En.”

“Good.” Shen Zhou’s expression was unchanged, and as a reward, he handed the spoon to his mouth. “Then have a little more.”

He didn’t know if he was already prepared for the fact that Yu Lin was not easy to raise, but Shen Zhou was very patient when he fed him.

After Yu Lin finished eating, he raised his hand, and he didn’t know who he had learned it from, but he touched Yu Lin’s stomach.

It was no different from taking care of a child.

Yu Lin, whose consciousness was gradually recovering: “…”

He looked up and silently watched Shen Zhou, who had quickly finished his meal and was now starting to clean up.

***

In the script, the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend’s plot was not much, so Yu Lin became a little lazy.

He no longer played with the people outside. In his spare time, he would occasionally sit in Shen Zhou’s small shop for a while, and more often, he would draw in his home or in an empty room on the second floor.

Each script character had their own unique setting. In this world, his perception of color was very strong, and he seemed to have a natural love for the paintbrush.

When he picked up a paintbrush, he would often sit for half an afternoon.

During this time, the two of them would often meet. Shen Zhou would not disturb him, but would only ask him what he was lacking, and the next time they met, he would find a way to bring him some new paints.

Yu Lin’s home was in the north of the town. The old walls had been renovated, and it was very grand in the town.

Shen Zhou would buy him breakfast in the morning. This day, when he came to knock on the door, he had just gotten up not long ago.

His hair was messy, and his jacket was draped over his shoulders. His eyelids were slightly drooping because he hadn’t slept well.

When he opened the door and saw Shen Zhou standing outside, he was not holding breakfast, but a blue schoolbag. Yu Lin was a little dazed. “What’s wrong?”

Shen Zhou casually glanced at the lifeless decoration in the room and frowned slightly. He didn’t go in, but looked down at Yu Lin and said, “School starts today. I’m taking you to school.”

As he spoke, he was holding a can of milk in his hand. He casually opened it and placed it in Yu Lin’s hand.

“…” Yu Lin pressed his lips together.

In the plot, it was mentioned in passing that the little young master had been forced to go to school.

Unlike Shen Zhou, who had dropped out of school early and could only study on his own, the original host had been studying in school all along.

Because of his improper conduct, the teacher had contacted Yu’s father. Yu’s father had lost face and had ordered the little young master to go back. Whether he dropped out of school or apologized, he had to deal with the school problem, otherwise he would cut off all his expenses.

Yu’s father had remarried outside and had his own family. He didn’t really care about the useless son he had left in his hometown. He was just strong-willed, cared about his face, and didn’t want to lose face.

The little young master had vaguely sensed this and had wanted to resist but didn’t dare. When he got to school, he had dropped out in a fit of pique, and when he came back, he had tormented Shen Zhou even more.

Not long after, Yu’s father’s investment had failed, and he had run away with his new family. He was unsupervised and had completely wasted away.

Yu Lin finished the bottle of milk. Shen Zhou had already pushed the bicycle that was parked by the road over.

The bicycle was second-hand and was a little wobbly when it moved. Yu Lin’s gaze shifted back, and he saw that he had added a seat to the bicycle.

“Get on.” Shen Zhou sat astride the bicycle, his long legs slightly bent.

Yu Lin went over and sat down, his fingers lifted slightly, and he grabbed the hem of his clothes.

It was not yet seven o’clock when they arrived at the school.

The school in the town was not large, and there were not many students inside. It was too early, and besides some of the faculty and staff, most of the students had not yet arrived, so it was very deserted.

Shen Zhou’s expression was as usual. He led Yu Lin and walked all the way to one of the old buildings. The building was a bit out of the way, and there were climbing vines on the windows, and the paint on the walls was peeling off.

Only when he got closer did Yu Lin see that this was the faculty building. He looked at Shen Zhou, and a vague thought flashed through his mind.

Shen Zhou had already walked into the stairs and knocked on one of the doors.

“Who are you looking for?” A hoarse voice came from inside the door.

Shen Zhou said, “I’m looking for Teacher Zhang.”

Before long, a meticulous woman pushed the door open.

She was wearing a high-necked sweater, her expression was serious, and because she was wearing a headband, her hair looked very neat.

When she saw Yu Lin, she frowned almost imperceptibly. “To drop out of school, please go to the academic affairs office.”

Shen Zhou said, “I’m not dropping out.”

The tall and straight young man stood at the door, his expression calm. He suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and his body bent towards the person.

The female teacher was stunned for a moment, and Yu Lin also looked at him in a daze.

He said, “We are very sorry that your daughter was frightened. I brought him here to apologize to you.”