AM Chapter 67

【Adolescence 5】A Qualified Secret Admirer [Extra]

【Adolescence 5】A Qualified Secret Admirer

The next day happened to be Saturday.

Chen Mo took some time getting up and washing up in the morning, so Aunt Qiao called him down for breakfast before the morning reading session was over.

Contrary to his usual behavior, he didn’t greet the people already seated at the table. He pulled out a chair, sat down quietly.

“Last night…” Liang Jingren started to speak.

Chen Mo interrupted him, saying, “Get the sofa in the living room changed.”

“I…”

Chen Mo lowered his head, gripping his spoon tightly. “Change it today.”

“Chen Mo,” Liang Jingren called his name firmly, “I had her leave after you went upstairs last night.”

“…”

Chen Mo slowly raised his head, looked at the person sitting across from him, and slowly opened his mouth to say, “Why not kick her out?”

Liang Jingren was stunned.

Chen Mo asked again, “Why did you have me go upstairs and then let her leave? Why didn’t you kick her out first?”

Chen Mo looked like he was about to cry.

Liang Jingren opened his mouth, saying, “I’m sorry.”

Liang Jingren had already apologized, but Chen Mo still stubbornly brought it up repeatedly, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger and grievance that he hadn’t had time to think about and process last night on the stairs:

“Why did you bring her in? You brought her in!”

“Who is she? What necessity and qualification does she have to enter our house?”

“Could she be an old flame?!”

“Dressed so revealingly, she must be a hostess! How long have you known her!”

Chen Mo didn’t like this topic. He didn’t want to delve into the details at all, but Chen Mo couldn’t help wanting to keep asking, pursuing, and accusing.

“Who do you think you are! Chen Daxiang has been gone for less than a year, and you really think of yourself as the owner of this house?! I still live here! I’m also part of the Villa, have you ever respected me? Why do you let outsiders into our house!!!”

Along with the anger that couldn’t be suppressed, tears kept welling up in his eyes.

In order to not turn the bowl of plain porridge in front of him into salty porridge, Chen Mo tried to lift his chin and close his eyes tightly after a broken questioning.

In the surging darkness, he heard Liang Jingren say to him again, “I’m sorry.”

He didn’t want Liang Jingren’s apology. He wanted Liang Jingren’s guarantee.

Chen Mo pressed his hands on his eyes, then straightened his body again, and looked directly at Liang Jingren with his already dry eyes, saying, “Don’t get me a stepmother.”

Even though he used an imperative sentence structure, his tone wasn’t forceful. It sounded like he was proposing something negotiable.

–He was actually negotiating with Liang Jingren.

He just didn’t want to be too humble or put himself at a disadvantage.

Chen Mo knew very well that his original questioning had loopholes: since the property certificate was in Liang Jingren’s name, then Liang Jingren should be the owner of this house.

He was the one being taken care of, the one “living under someone else’s roof,” and he had the least reason to ask Liang Jingren to do anything for him. After all, Liang Jingren didn’t owe him anything.

“Okay.”

The matter of negotiation received Liang Jingren’s affirmative response, and a glimmer of light re-emerged in Chen Mo’s dark and deep pupils.

Liang Jingren said, “I’m very sorry. I was drunk last night. I won’t bring people back again in the future.”

He was only happy for less than two seconds, and Chen Mo immediately felt a blockage in his heart because of his flippant words.

He won’t bring them back, so does that mean he’ll mess around outside?

He opened his mouth several times, but for a moment, he couldn’t think of what kind of excuse and reason he could use to restrain the other person.

“…Drink less,” Chen Mo said.

“Yeah, I’ll pay attention in the future. I’m much more sober now,” Liang Jingren said with a smile. After saying that, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and started eating breakfast.

Chen Mo clenched the spoon handle for a while, and when the porridge on the surface had cooled down, he also began to scoop up the porridge and eat it.

When eating steamed buns, Liang Jingren tore off the anti-stick paper at the bottom of the steamed bun while asking him, “How’s your weekend homework coming along?”

“I can finish it today…”

Chen Mo’s hand holding the spoon paused. He raised his eyes to look at Liang Jingren, who was taking a big bite of the steamed bun, and really negotiated with him, saying, “If I finish my homework in the morning, can you take me for a ride on your motorcycle this afternoon?”

“Sure!” Liang Jingren agreed very readily.

Chen Mo thought for a while, then said, “I want to go to the Sea Side, the real Sea Side.”

“It’s a bit far to go by motorcycle. Can your butt take it?” Liang Jingren asked.

Chen Mo said, “I’m young. My endurance is stronger than yours. If you can take it, I can take it.”

Liang Jingren laughed.

After laughing, he stuffed two more mouthfuls of steamed buns into his mouth, finishing a steamed bun the size of a fist in one go.

“Okay, then hurry up and finish eating and go back to your room to work hard!”

In the end, Liang Jingren was the first to finish eating, get up, and leave the Resturant.

In the afternoon, when he smelled the scent of the sea on the highway, Chen Mo couldn’t feel the existence of his butt anymore.

He didn’t complain, didn’t grumble, and didn’t have any complaints.

He only buried his head and tightly hugged the waist of the driver, letting his chest rise and fall freely, taking him to compete for oxygen with the thick, heavy sea breeze that crashed into his face.

The arms that he wrapped around Liang Jingren’s waist were getting tighter and tighter, and when Liang Jingren felt slightly uncomfortable, he smiled and reminded him, “Are you going to strangle me to death?”

Hearing this, Chen Mo loosened his arms. The next second, the two arms switched positions up and down and re-stacked in front of Liang Jingren’s waist.

“I might as well strangle you to death.” Chen Mo put his head, wearing a helmet without a face shield, on the solid back of the person in front of him and said softly.

Liang Jingren heard it, saying, “If I die, you won’t have a guardian, you know?”

Chen Mo’s throat rumbled like firecrackers exploding. He raised his hand and pinched his chest, “Don’t talk back!”

Liang Jingren’s leather jacket was thick, so he didn’t care and laughed at him, “Pfft! Are you an adult, hahaha…”

“You’re an adult, and you still make mistakes! Humph! Pervert! Low-class!”

“Hahahaha, I already said I was sorry. Just forget about last night, I promise this kind of thing won’t happen again…”

Taking advantage of the joking atmosphere, Chen Mo said angrily, “No messing around! No bringing people back! No girls or guys allowed! No messing around outside either! If you get me a stepmother or stepfather, I’ll, I’ll haunt you in your dreams and have Chen Daxiang scratch the soles of your feet in the middle of the night!”

“Hahahaha, help… hahaha, spare me, hahahahaha… too scary, hahahahaha…”

Liang Jingren seemed to be out of breath from laughing. Chen Mo was really afraid that he would crash, so he quickly hugged Liang Jingren’s waist again.

Before the age of eighteen, Chen Mo was a qualified secret admirer.

He neither took Liang Jingren too seriously nor fought for Liang Jingren to put him in his heart. He worked hard to maintain the life of the two–as usual, a long and steady flow. If there was an occasional sea breeze blowing, and the surface of the sea could be seen rippling, he would be full of joy and satisfaction.

Chen Mo’s eighteenth birthday party was proposed and prepared by Liang Jingren.

After fighting alone for more than two years after Chen Daxiang’s death, Liang Jingren already looked like an old fox in the business world. Liang Jingren actually said that his birthday was right after the end of the college entrance examination, so it just happened to allow the relaxed classmates to gather together and celebrate together.

People who didn’t know would think that he was going to organize some kind of team-building event, calling his classmates to come and socialize.

In fact, it seemed that was indeed the case.

Chen Mo argued with him, saying that his classmates weren’t that free. Not everyone had an obligation to attend his birthday party.

“Then what about your friends?” Liang Jingren sat on the sofa in the living room with his legs crossed and turned his head to ask him, “Didn’t you make a single friend in high school for three years? You’ve been in two more classes than others!”

At the end of the second semester of high school, he mentioned to Liang Jingren that he wanted to quit the Rocket Class, and Liang Jingren agreed without much consideration. In his third year, he was reassigned to a new class, so he knew and was familiar with more classmates than ordinary students who studied honestly for three years in high school.

Chen Mo’s mouth twitched. He thought for a while, then patted the back of the sofa that Liang Jingren was leaning on hard with both hands, saying, “In short, it’s definitely not okay to send invitations to the whole class! Don’t ask Strong Bro and the others to pull people in. I’ll say who I want to invite!”

The birthday party plan was proposed by Liang Jingren, the funds and venue were provided by Liang Jingren, and the final implementation was inseparable from Liang Jingren’s assistance, but Chen Mo was very excited and satisfied that he could be responsible for a part of the birthday party plan.

He secretly hid a little thought. He stuffed a bunch of white roses into the decorative gift box that he arranged for the scene of his birthday party. He wanted to give it to Liang Jingren on the day he blew out the candles.

When that gift box was opened, those friends he invited, like Jiang Jinhao, would definitely scream and cheer to help, and when the atmosphere was hyped up, he could treat all of this as “forced by the situation.” He could take the opportunity to confess to Liang Jingren and say four words or three words to him.

Then he could take advantage of the candlelight to keenly perceive Liang Jingren’s reaction in the dimness, and thus take the corresponding next step.

For example, treat all of this as a truth or dare game, or just a long-planned prank.

But Liang Jingren didn’t come.

At the beginning of the preparation, he said that he would come. Liang Jingren had said that he would come with a cake.

As a result, only two waiters delivered the beautifully packaged cake that had been reserved long ago to the private room after the meal, and then helped light a circle of candles.

After that, Chen Mo was surrounded by people singing happy birthday for the first time and received the most blessings and gifts in his life.

He was very happy.

On this day, he sincerely regarded the friends he invited to attend the birthday party as real friends.

But until the dinner ended, the friends were full and satisfied, and burped with the taste of soda and went home, Liang Jingren didn’t come.

Liang Jingren broke his promise.

Chen Mo was about to hate him to death.

When it was 11:00 p.m., Chen Mo saw a taxi parked outside the gate of the Villa on the third floor. He hurriedly put on his pajamas and went downstairs.

Sure enough, Liang Jingren, who had forgotten about him because he was out socializing, was sent back drunk.

“You came at the right time. I was just about to wake him up to call him.” The person who helped Liang Jingren out of the back seat was a woman with her hair tied up wearing a one-shoulder red dress.

Her dress wasn’t short, but her shoulders were very white and exposed. Chen Mo watched Liang Jingren’s head tilt to the woman’s shoulder, and he suddenly became angry.

He grabbed the silent Liang Jingren to his side, looped an arm around his waist and back, and used the upper half of his body to support this adult who was emitting a wine smell like mud.

He stabbed his eyes burning with jealousy at the woman’s heavily made-up face, but the woman didn’t care at all and tucked the hair by her temples, “He’s a little drunk, and I just happened to be a little uncomfortable~ so I made an excuse to send him back.”

Chen Mo understood what she meant. The woman’s connection with Liang Jingren was only because her job required it, so she would not enter the Villa.

Even if she had this idea, Chen Mo would never let it happen.

“By the way, Strong Bro said that he will help Mr. Liang drive the car back tomorrow.” After explaining, the woman returned to the car.

Chen Mo stood outside the gate, holding Liang Jingren, who was dragging his feet and dozing with his nose on his shoulder, and watched the taxi’s red taillights disappear around the corner.

This woman didn’t seem to be the same person who entered the Villa last year, but Chen Mo didn’t dare to take any chances.

And he was very worried about one thing now: what if he went to college in another place, then if Liang Jingren got so drunk again in the future, he would be easily taken into a car by someone with ulterior motives, or even…

The more Chen Mo thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the more he felt suffocated in his chest.

He really wanted to go into the kitchen right now, get a bowl of cold water, and splash it on Liang Jingren to wake him up, questioning him why he went to socialize tonight and didn’t come to his birthday party.

If Liang Jingren came, he would definitely not get drunk. At most, his face would be covered with cake, but he would definitely not be so drunk!

But Chen Mo actually already knew what reason Liang Jingren would give. After all, he had called Liang Jingren during the birthday party.

Liang Jingren hadn’t drunk much at that time. In the phone, he used a very sober and smiling tone to say, “It’s not appropriate for me to come to your children’s party, right? Happy birthday, Chen Mo, have fun!”

He just hated Liang Jingren. Even though he had already eaten the cake and received the gift that was sent in right after the happy birthday song–a laptop. He still hated Liang Jingren.

This hatred wasn’t strong. It would have disappeared as long as he had a good night’s sleep.

But now, Liang Jingren, who was hanging on him, continued to emit the smell of perfume and strong alcohol, directly igniting his anger.

Hatred burned fiercely. Chen Mo really wanted to just throw him at the door and let him sleep on the street.

–But he was afraid that he would be picked up by someone.

Just as he was using force to put Liang Jingren’s arm on his other shoulder, Liang Jingren, who was being dragged so hard, suddenly woke up a little.

“Chen Mo?” Liang Jingren squinted his eyes and called him dazedly.

Chen Mo snorted and cursed without looking, “Drunkard!”

He heard Liang Jingren chuckle.

Immediately afterward, the half-asleep, half-confused, and not-so-sober drunkard automatically moved his body to adjust his position, hanging himself on him from behind.

To say that what was more shocking and heart-wrenching than Liang Jingren hugging his neck and poking his face with a finger from behind was only the sentence he said in his ear with a breath of alcohol, like coquettish, “Do you have the strength? Carry me~”

Instantly, Chen Mo’s bones were numb, but his hands and arms were invigorated as if they had been injected with hormones, strong and powerful.

Chen Mo carried Liang Jingren to the second floor.

Liang Jingren smiled and praised him for really growing up, becoming an adult.

Chen Mo looked at the man in front of him, who was eleven years older than him, who was carried up by him and thrown to the side of the bed, then automatically lay down in a large font, and was speechless for a while.

“I’ll get you some water and hangover medicine. Go wash up quickly. You stink.” After saying that, Chen Mo turned around and left.

When he came back with a hot towel and a glass of water, Liang Jingren had already kicked off his leather shoes and was sleeping soundly on the bed, pressing on the quilt.

Chen Mo: … Dead drunkard!!

Chen Mo couldn’t stand his leather shoes, one on the bed and one under the bed, and he couldn’t stand him not changing his clothes and lying directly in the clean quilt with a body full of smoke and mixed smells.

So he put down the glass of water and the towel on the bedside table, frowned, shrugged his nose, and disgustedly used two fingers to hang up the separated leather shoes and put them neatly on the ground. Then he knelt halfway on the bed to undress the sleeping person who was wrapped in the smell of alcohol.

When he was taking off Liang Jingren’s clothes and pants one by one, Chen Mo didn’t feel anything inappropriate at all.

He was even considering whether to fetch a basin of water to wipe Liang Jingren’s body and then help him put on his pajamas, or not wear them at all. It was too much trouble. Just stuff him in the quilt and roll him up!

However, just as he was carefully pressing Liang Jingren’s leg with one hand and pulling open the top belt with the other hand, at the same time, Liang Jingren’s leg also twitched–

Chen Mo was kicked hard by the well-intentioned drunkard.

This kick was powerful. Chen Mo felt like his stomach was upside down, and he almost threw up his birthday cake.

Hatred rekindled again. Chen Mo was furious, and the veins on his hand holding the belt bulged high, intending to use evil to control evil and violence to control violence.

Suddenly, the corner of his eye glanced at the belt in his hand, and he looked down at the person who had kicked him in his sleepwalking and then fell asleep sweetly again. Chen Mo had an idea.

He tied up Liang Jingren’s leg that kicked him with the belt, and connected the other end to the bedpost. That way, Liang Jingren wouldn’t be able to struggle.

No matter what he did next, Liang Jingren wouldn’t be able to struggle.

…

Looking at the person in front of him who was stripped naked by his own hands and still sleeping soundly without knowing it, Chen Mo felt mixed emotions.

He finally realized how relaxed and easy to get Liang Jingren was when he was drunk.

He also finally realized that now was the best time for him to kiss Liang Jingren without him knowing.

Once in a lifetime opportunity. Chen Mo thought this way, carefully climbed onto the bed, nervously swallowed, and put his dry lips in front of Liang Jingren’s red and translucent lips because of alcohol.

It wasn’t a dream, and it wasn’t a fantasy. It was that he truly kissed the person he had been secretly in love with for a long time.

When he lightly touched that real, soft, and wine-flavored thing, Chen Mo’s suppressed hatred, jealousy, anger, and grievance were unstoppable like an earth’s crust shaking violently, volcanic lava erupting.

Soon, the disaster spread to the entire earth, and from then on, it was out of control.

Magma flowed over Liang Jingren’s body, from top to bottom, scorching and eroding every inch of his skin.

Chen Mo tried hard to convince himself that he didn’t love Liang Jingren, so he bit him.

He wasn’t afraid that Liang Jingren would suddenly wake up because he had also tied up Liang Jingren’s hands with Liang Jingren’s shirt.

Chen Mo couldn’t convince himself that he didn’t love Liang Jingren, so he kissed him, kissed him, sucked him, licked him, smacked him, and caressed him.

He was both afraid that Liang Jingren would suddenly wake up and looking forward to Liang Jingren suddenly waking up.

Finally, Liang Jingren woke up.

He struggled hard, glared at him angrily, glared at him fiercely, insulted him, and told him to get out.

Chen Mo lay on top of him, smiling, saying, “No.”

He just wanted to do it.

Just! Want! To! Do! It!

He had to do it even if he died.

Anyway, Liang Jingren couldn’t kill him.

He just wanted to do it! To! The! End!