ACBNHTS Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Us Being Together Is the Greatest Rebellion Against This Shitty World

Sheng Yiguang was led astray.

“I don’t know.”

“How is he worthy? Is he better looking than you, better tempered, or more capable?”

Wen Heng was almost described as utterly useless by Pei Du.

Sheng Yiguang racked his brains to think of something.

“He’s quite cheerful, a lot of people like him.”

Pei Du looked disgusted. “I don’t like men who are ambiguous with so many people.”

Sheng Yiguang couldn’t help but laugh.

Pei Du asked, “How did you find out about this?”

“The comments told me, right in front of my eyes. They tell me a lot of things. They were the ones who told me that you and Wen Heng are an official pairing.”

Pei Du slowly straightened up, his expression also turned cold, a hint of violence hidden in his eyes.

“How long have you been seeing these comments?”

“Starting three months before your family’s accident. I could still see them for most of the following year, then I couldn’t see them anymore. When I went to the banquet with you last year, I saw them again, and it’s been like that until now.”

Pei Du’s voice was terribly cold. “They’ve been bothering you like this every day, brainwashing you, that I’ll be with Wen Heng?”

Sheng Yiguang wanted to say no, but logically it was true.

“I guess you could say that, but the things the comments said have never been wrong. They also mentioned the car accident that Uncle and Aunt would have.”

Sheng Yiguang didn’t want to tell Pei Du about the comments at first because he didn’t want him to know that he had an official pairing in this world.

Later, he didn’t dare to.

He was afraid that Pei Du would blame him for not being able to save Uncle and Aunt, even though he knew the car accident would happen.

He had always kept this secret.

But the price of this secret was losing Pei Du.

Afraid that Pei Du would blame him, Sheng Yiguang hurriedly explained.

“But they said it too late. I called you but you didn’t answer, and I didn’t make it in time when I rushed over.”

Pei Du’s brow twitched, and a string snapped in his mind.

Violence and restlessness surged outwards like crazy.

Pei Du clenched his fists, enduring it, the lines of his face taut.

Sheng Yiguang quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I really tried hard, but…”

“Don’t blame yourself, it’s not your fault.”

Pei Du took a deep breath, trying to soften his expression, hugging him, his voice gentle, soothing Sheng Yiguang’s tension.

Sheng Yiguang slowly raised his hand and hugged him back.

In an instant, Pei Du felt as if a hand had calmed his madness.

“Oh, right, the comments said that Pei Corporation’s stock will plummet seven points tomorrow.”

“Okay, I know.”

Sheng Yiguang paused, then opened his mouth somewhat nervously.

“The comments also said that Wen Heng can help you a lot, and if you’re with him, you’ll definitely be able to successfully take back Pei Corporation’s shares. Do you want to…”

Pei Du frowned, very arrogantly. “No, I don’t have such bad taste.”

Sheng Yiguang breathed a sigh of relief. “I initially found out about your background from the comments, and then I went to Wen Heng and asked him to help you return to the Pei family.”

Pei Du understood. “You thought I would end up with him sooner or later, so you proactively withdrew and refused to reconcile with me?”

Sheng Yiguang nodded.

Pei Du: “Then why did you pursue me again?”

Pei Du remembered the yam and rib soup, and it felt like a small feather was tickling his heart.

“Because he doesn’t remember that I’m allergic to yams?”

“Yeah.”

Pei Du was a little overwhelmed.

He really couldn’t understand how Sheng Yiguang could always be so endearing in these details.

He looked at Sheng Yiguang, tracing him with his eyes.

Every part of him fit his aesthetic, and every little expression tugged at his heart.

His gaze finally stopped on his lips.

Soft, pink lips moving as he spoke.

“The more I see him not caring about you, the more I feel like I can’t let this go. The person I like should get the best.”

“I’ve never been good at fighting for anything since I was a kid. Only you, when I see him treating you badly, I just want to snatch you away. I really want to snatch you away. After I snatch you away, I’ll treat you well.”

Pei Du felt like he had been bewitched, unable to fully process Sheng Yiguang’s words, but he heard every word, uncontrollably moving closer to him, wanting to kiss him.

But reason pulled him back a little, letting him finish speaking.

“I’m so jealous of him.”

Pei Du’s heart softened terribly, cupping his face in his hands, looking at him carefully.

“So you also engage in male competition? I thought I was the only one who opens my eyes every day just to compete.”

Sheng Yiguang’s heart was beating fast, a little flustered.

“Will you choose him?”

“No.”

Sheng Yiguang couldn’t help but smile.

Pei Du couldn’t bear it any longer, pouncing on Sheng Yiguang like a ravenous wolf and kissing him.

Sheng Yiguang only froze for a moment before actively wrapping his arms around Pei Du’s neck, desperately kissing him, squeezing into his arms, Pei Du also vigorously kneading him, with a force that made him a little sore.

The more it was like this, the faster his heart beat.

They desperately wanted to knead each other into their bones and blood.

And be together.

The past pain, the old, the rotten, all beared and eliminated together.

The hearts that were reborn for each other, close together, beating vividly at the same frequency…

Before everything spiraled out of control, Pei Du released Sheng Yiguang, hugging him to calm down.

Not here.

Not now.

“Pei Du?” Why did you stop?

Pei Du stroked his back, his voice hoarse, “Be good, don’t talk, let me hold you for a while. If we continue, I’m afraid I’ll kill you.”

“…”

Sheng Yiguang’s cheeks were burning.

Pei Du held him for a long time, then pulled him up from the sofa.

“I’m taking you somewhere.”

“Where?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

Pei Du drove Sheng Yiguang back to the apartment complex.

Sheng Yiguang was puzzled, “Going home?”

Entering the unit door, he was even more certain. Before he could ask, he saw Pei Du press the top floor, 22nd floor.

When the elevator door opened, there was only one household on the entire floor.

Sheng Yiguang watched Pei Du unlock the door with his fingerprint, pausing for two seconds.

“You live above my house?”

“Yep.”

“Then why are you still staying at my place?”

Pei Du laughed. “Didn’t you invite me?”

“…”

Who knew you lived so close!

The door opened, but the interior wasn’t the luxurious mansion Sheng Yiguang imagined.

It was almost empty, without even any clear zoning.

“Where are we supposed to sleep here?”

“There’s a bed in the bedroom, enough to sleep. I’m not that picky.”

Pei Du led him to the bedroom. As Pei Du said, the entire bedroom had almost only a bed, extremely simple, but very large, facing the sun.

Sheng Yiguang felt that it was a waste to live here. Such a nice big house, not as good as his two-bedroom apartment downstairs.

“Why don’t you decorate it a bit?”

“Because I’m just borrowing it.”

“?”

“This house was prepared to be given to you. I picked it for a long time.”

Pei Du took him to look around.

“There’s only one bedroom, with a view of the city at night.”

The entire view of the waterfront bay was unobstructed, all within sight.

“From here, you can go to the rooftop terrace and have a small garden.”

Sheng Yiguang’s expression faltered slightly, his heart beating very fast.

Memories came rushing back.

On a night of a power outage in his third year of high school, Pei Du turned on a flashlight, leaned over the table, and asked him in a low voice, “What do you want to do after you work so hard to get into a good university?”

“I want to buy a house.”

“Buy a house?”

“Yeah, I want to have my own house.”

A house where he wouldn’t be banished to the small bed in the storage room, where the sun doesn’t shine, because guests were coming. A house where he wouldn’t be forgotten outside the door on New Year’s Eve.

Sheng Yiguang put down his pen. “I want a house that’s only mine. It doesn’t have to be too big, just a large, sunny bedroom, preferably high up, with a view of the city at night, and a small terrace. I want a garden.”

“What about when guests come if there’s only one bedroom?”

Sheng Yiguang’s expression turned a little cold. “They can sleep in a hotel. I don’t want to share with anyone.”

“Not even me?”

Sheng Yiguang picked up his pen, spending twice as long as usual to complete a multiple-choice question before saying.

“Couldn’t you buy one across from me, or upstairs or downstairs?”

Pei Du laughed. “Okay.”

…

Sheng Yiguang’s chest was numb. He raised his eyes to meet Pei Du’s dark eyes. His gaze was still casual and rebellious, but there was a softness reserved solely for him.

“I thought you would want to decorate it yourself, so I didn’t do much.”

Sheng Yiguang couldn’t help but reach out and touch the wall. “How many square meters is this?”

“Including your small garden, over six hundred, three elevators for one household.”

“When did you buy it?”

“Two years ago.”

Sheng Yiguang was silent.

His chest felt sour and swollen, the runaway heartbeat deafening in the empty house.

“So the apartment downstairs, you arranged that?”

“Yeah, otherwise which boss would be such a sucker, arranging such good employee benefits for you guys?”

“Then did you also deliberately arrange for me to be in this complex?”

“Not really. Don’t you have a kid? It’s convenient for school.”

“But at that time, didn’t you think Tong Tong was my son?”

“…”

Pei Du took his hand. “Come, look at the scenery.”

The topic changed abruptly. Sheng Yiguang smiled, obediently following him to the balcony.

He wasn’t looking at the scenery, he was looking at Pei Du.

Pei Du clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, like a broken jar giving up on itself.

“You have to hear me say it?”

“You’re embarrassed to admit it?”

“What’s there for me to be embarrassed about? I just don’t want you to be too smug.” After saying that, he changed his mind again. “No, you can be smug, just don’t listen to those stupid comments.”

He leaned against the railing of the balcony, his posture leisurely and unrestrained.

“I like you. It hasn’t changed all these years.”

Sheng Yiguang’s heart trembled.

Pei Du took out his phone and opened the mini-program. “Now, let’s finish clicking it, okay?”

Sheng Yiguang nodded.

Pei Du: “You click it.”

“I click it?”

“Yeah.”

Sheng Yiguang took the phone, and his heart jumped heavily with each click, the number of days on it decreasing by one.

Until it reached zero.

Sheng Yiguang smiled, his eyes shining.

“It’s done.”

“Oh, then shouldn’t you say something to me?”

Sheng Yiguang’s heart beat faster again, and he asked him very seriously.

“Can you be my boyfriend?”

“I can’t. I want to be your husband.”

Sheng Yiguang’s eyes curved slightly. “That’s okay too.”

“Say it for me to hear?”

Sheng Yiguang pursed his lips, a little embarrassed. After a long while, he called out very softly and quickly, “Husband.”

Pei Du kissed him on the cheek and took the phone back.

Sheng Yiguang remembered two things.

“Your WeChat profile picture, what is it?”

Pei Du raised his eyebrows and smiled. “You can’t even recognize the window of your own room?”

Sheng Yiguang’s heart felt sweet. “Also, your Moments, I can’t see the ones before.”

Pei Du’s Moments only show the last three days.

“Want to see?”

Sheng Yiguang nodded.

Pei Du opened up his Moments.

Pei Du didn’t like to post Moments. Besides the rose photo, there were only four posts before that, all dated in April or May.

No text, just a photo.

A photo of the rose arch at the Tsinghua University Labor Union Club.

Sheng Yiguang: “Why is it always this arch?”

“Didn’t you say you liked it before, and worried that you wouldn’t see it after graduation?”

Sheng Yiguang stood there stunned, remembering that he had indeed said this when he first passed through the rose arch.

Sheng Yiguang’s heart was filled with softness, sweetness, and warmth, along with a hint of bitterness.

So it was true that someone, after being abandoned, could genuinely, remotely, secretly, and silently love for four years, wait for four years.

So infatuated, so foolish, so humble.

It was him, and it was Pei Du.

He regretted leaving him back then, and he also regretted not reconciling with him sooner.

Pei Du smiled and squeezed his hand. “Want to go see it together this year?”

Sheng Yiguang nodded.

Pei Du asked, “What are the comments saying now? Anything about me and Wen Heng?”

“Yes.”

Sheng Yiguang picked one out and read it.

“Wen Heng and Pei Du are the most well-matched in the world.”

“Replace Wen Heng with your name, and read it again.”

Sheng Yiguang was stunned for a moment, and wanted to laugh when he thought about what he was going to say next.

“Sheng Yiguang and Pei Du are the most well-matched in the world.”

“Yeah, anything else?”

[Wen Heng and Pei Du 999]

“Sheng Yiguang and Pei Du 999”

Pei Du curled his lips in agreement.

“That’s right.”

He lowered his head and kissed Sheng Yiguang on the cheek.

“Bb, this is the world we live in. You and I are both vibrant, and every event that happens is our living story, not a novel in the eyes of others.”

“I won’t allow anyone to dictate the ending of my life, no matter who they are.”

“You don’t need to compete with anyone, because I will fight with you. Us being together is the greatest rebellion against this shitty world.”