AMA Chapter26

“Bang, bang, bang!” Yu Chengsong did not use his hands, he knocked on the door with his knee.

 

“Click.”

 

The door was then opened.

 

When Yin Gu appeared, his face clearly showed “I have problems”, but when he saw him, he didn’t say anything and just smiled.

 

It was a very pale smile.

 

Yu Chengsong suddenly got f*cking angry. You’re feeling uncomfortable, but you’re still smiling!

 

But he didn’t say it out loud and forced himself to suppress it.

 

What Yin Gu wanted now was not swear words. Although it was not stated, it could be seen that Yin Gu called him here for comfort.

 

“You…” Yu Chengsong was halfway through his words when he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and dragged into the house.

 

The door was kicked shut violently as Yin Gu hugged him and rested his head on his shoulder while rubbing him gently.

 

Yu Chengsong stopped talking abruptly. Yin Gu’s breath, which rushed towards him and even directly touched his body, made him a little dazed. But before his brain could clear up, the next second he loosened his hands, threw away the food, and reached out to hug Yin Gu back.

 

Wide awake my ass.

 

Sensible, you can leave work now!

 

Yin Gu held him very gently as if afraid of scaring him away.

 

Yu Chengsong, meanwhile, didn’t hold back. He hugged Yin Gu tightly, tracing the contours of his body with his arms, pressing his palms repeatedly against Yin Gu’s back, nuzzling his head into Yin Gu’s hair as their ears brushed together with one of them warm, the other hot.

 

He didn’t know what happened to Yin Gu, but the reason was ultimately inseparable from his parents.

 

Sometimes he couldn’t help thinking that they were so alike—so alike in every bad way.

 

Perhaps when he looked at Yin Gu, it was more like looking at himself, but he was used to facing everything with indifference and nonchalance.

 

As for Yin Gu, he felt that such a good person shouldn’t be treated like this.

 

You can be without anything, but you can’t be without a real smile.

 

He wanted to see it, that’s all.

 

“…I’m going to be strangled to death.” Yin Gu suddenly said while laughing softly in his ear.

 

“Please shut up.” Yu Chengsong rubbed his head. The touch was so soft. “Do you think it’s appropriate for you to say this now?”

 

“Don’t you want the food anymore?” Yin Gu changed the subject.

 

“This one is not suitable either.” Yu Chengsong grabbed his waist. In his peripheral vision, there was a small red mole behind Yin Gu’s left ear. It was too small, so he usually didn’t notice it. “I chose you between you and the dish. You should say, Thank you for the grace.”

 

“I can’t say thank you.” Yin Gu tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose brushed against Yu Chengsong’s chin.

 

“I can’t even ask you to call me father right now…” Yu Chengsong’s adam apple rolled, and he felt like he’s nothing. In such a touching moment of brotherhood, whether it is because Yin Gu’s nose touched him or because of a pure hug, he had some unhealthy thoughts. Is he still a human being? “Did your… family call you?”

 

It’s so hot. Why is it so hot in Yin Gu’s house?

 

“I… don’t want to talk about it now.” Yin Gu grabbed his shoulders and squeezed it.

 

Yu Chengsong really wanted to say, “Stop moving. If you move again, I f*cking… can’t do anything to you either.”

 

“Then don’t say it.” He paused and suddenly realized that Yin Gu had recovered. He should let go, but would it be very rude to let go suddenly? What if he made a mistake in judgment and Yin Gu didn’t recover. Wouldn’t that be a secondary injury…

 

He can only continue to hug and the meaning of the hug suddenly changes from “pure comfort” to “highway¹From my research, it is an internet slang referring to things moving on too fast (correct me if I’m wrong)“, which makes people imagine…

 

“Hey… are you hungry?”

 

“I’m very hungry.” Yin Gu said. “I’m going to pass out soon.”

 

“Don’t, I’ll cook right away.” Yu Chengsong felt his arms stiff.

 

How hard did he hug him just now? Is this where the arm goes? With the chin resting on the shoulder? Were they talking so closely? Damn it, he felt like he was dreaming.

 

He felt that the person he was hugging was not Yin Gu but a force-sensing bomb, which would be blown to pieces without leaving any traces if there was even a slight deviation.

 

He knows his fault now, sensible, you come back²Fyi, he mentioned that sensible can get off work now previously, now that he came back to his senses, he wishes he could have had it back..

 

“I want to eat meat.” Yin Gu said in his ear. The low voice made Yu Chengsong feel numb on one side of his body, and he almost threw the person out.

 

“If you’re in a hurry to eat, just help me.” Yu Chengsong brushed Yin Gu’s short-sleeved shirt with his fingertips, and it was as if a firecracker was thrown in his heart, exploding with a barrage of bullets.

 

He should let go now, they’re even talking about cooking. Let go, isn’t Yin Gu hungry? Doesn’t he want to cook? Why is he still hugging? Let go. How can he cook if he’s still hugging him? F*ck…

 

“There’s nothing in your house… right?” Yu Chengsong asked again.

 

“Nothing.” Yin Gu said.

 

“Then that might be a bit slow.” Said Yu Chengsong.

 

Just hugging. To be honest, he also likes to hug. There is no shame in taking advantage of others. He is upright and considers himself aboveboard…

 

My ass.

 

Is Yin Gu so heartbroken that his brain isn’t working anymore? What’s the point of clinging to an alpha? Why doesn’t he just let go?

 

“Didn’t you buy some steamed rolls?” Yin Gu suddenly said while pointing at the plastic bag on the ground. “Aren’t they for me to fill my stomach?”

 

“You can even spot the steamed rolls when they’re being packed like this?” Yu Chengsong clicked his tongue.

 

It was not his intention.

 

He was afraid that Yin Gu would faint from hunger, so he bought two steamed rolls and stuffed them on top of the plastic bag.

 

“I’m too hungry.” Yin Gu smiled and naturally released his hands. “I smell the fragrance.”

 

As the heat left, Yu Chengsong paused, then picked up the plastic bags on the ground as if nothing had happened and looked around. “Where is the kitchen?”

 

“On the balcony.” Yin Gu took a plastic bag, “I haven’t touched it. See if it’s enough.”

 

“If they can’t be used, just eat those two steamed rolls for a meal.” Yu Chengsong opened the balcony door and saw a gas tank, a rice cooker, and a wok. They are all new.

 

It’s enough.

 

“You also bought alcohol.” Yin Gu put the plastic bag on the chopping board and took out the ingredients one by one. “Also seasoning?”

 

“Otherwise? Do you have any here?” Yu Chengsong took out all the vegetables. He was in a hurry to buy them without looking or even paying attention. He asked the clerk secretary to pack more than ten tomatoes, and he would mix them with sugar later.

 

“What can I do?” Yin Gu stood aside, there’s a look of eager-to-try inside his eyes.

 

Yu Chengsong’s original sentence, “Just watch me show off,” turned into “Do you know how to wash vegetables? They don’t need to be particularly clean, they’re just dirty—”

 

“You won’t get sick if you eat it.” Yin Gu took the basin of peas.

 

Yu Chengsong gave him a thumbs up.

 

Yin Gu gave him a “v” in return.

 

Yu Chengsong was halfway through cutting vegetables when he suddenly put down the knife and washed his hands.

 

“What’s wrong?” Yin Gu took a pea and tore off the tendon, but it broke before it was even halfway torn. It was really difficult.

 

“Play a song.” Yu Chengsong fiddled with his phone.

 

“Do you need your cell phone to help you do everything?” Yin Gu smiled.

 

“Yeah, there’s nothing else to cheer me up except my phone.” Yu Chengsong pressed the play button. “People have to learn to make themselves happy. There’s something wrong with those who pretend to be happy.”

 

Yin Gu smiled for a long time and didn’t say anything.

 

This hint is not really a hint. Yu Chengsong’s worried look is not much different from his actual feelings, but if one looks closely, they can see a lot of differences.

 

It’s like placing someone before you, facing him head-on, he looks one way, but the moment you shift your angle, he appears different. Only after circling him patiently do you suddenly understand that this is what Yu Chengsong truly is.

 

“Just smile twice, you’re not done.” Yu Chengsong cut a piece of tomato and handed it to him, intending to let him eat and keep his mouth occupied so he wouldn’t smile.

 

But Yin Gu didn’t take it. To be more precise, he didn’t take it with his hands. He just opened his mouth and bit it.

 

Yu Chengsong looked at him.

 

Yin Gu blinked and the meaning was very clear—let go?

 

Yu Chengsong let go.

 

Eat, eat, and blind me with your face.

 

Oh Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is indeed emptiness, emptiness is indeed form, feeling, perception, mental formation, and consciousness³This is from The Heart Sutra, cited to calm one’s self.…

 

Neither of them spoke anymore, and each did their own thing. Apart from Yu Chengsong’s occasional instructions and Yin Gu’s questions, there was silence, but there was no awkwardness in the atmosphere.

 

The soothing and relaxing lyrics echoed in the small kitchen, accompanied by the occasional sound of kitchen utensils colliding.

 

We all grow up in such a hurry, and no one can answer those questions…

 

We have seen the splendor of neon lights, drank colorful wine, met the most interesting people, and held the warmest hands…

 

The glow of the old yellow bulbs spilled down, coating the two of them in a soft golden hue that felt warm and comforting, like the warmth of a real home.

 

Yin Gu had been helping him and since he had nothing to do, he just stood aside and watched him being busy without eating a single bite of the steamed rolls.

 

Yu Chengsong was really afraid that he would starve himself to death. After all, he almost fainted just now. He quickly made some braised pork, beef stew with potatoes, stir-fried peas, and a dish of tomatoes mixed with sugar and smashed cucumbers, and served them directly on the table.

 

“You have bowls at home, right?” Yu Chengsong folded several layers of toilet paper and placed them beside the basin. “It’s hot.”

 

“I have bowls. I saw a nice set last time so I bought them.” Yin Gu grabbed the toilet paper and the basin and headed out. There was too much beef and too many potatoes, and the basin was a bit too small, so the food piled up into a peak. Meals at home were never like this, his mother cooked with the same precision she applied to her academic work. There would never be such a heap, and she would never prepare this much food at once.

 

Even on New Year’s Eve, they would only cook enough for a family of four. There will not be and are not allowed to be leftovers in the house.

 

Once something becomes too rigorous, it will lose the most common human touch and flavor of life.

 

Some people can grow up in such a cold environment, just like Yin He, but he doesn’t want to. He longs for normal human warmth and a simple and warm life.

 

Yu Chengsong picked up the chopsticks and tapped the table with his index finger. “Let’s eat!”

 

“Do I have to run out from behind the door?” Yin Gu laughed and picked up a piece of beef. “Do you want me to give a score?”

 

“Look at you.” Yu Chengsong poured himself a glass of white wine, “I am 10,000 percent confident in my skills.”

 

Yin Gu smiled without saying anything, then put the beef in his mouth and ate a bite of rice.

 

……

 

Yu Chengsong fought to keep the corners of his mouth from lifting, trying not to look like some fool who had never cooked for anyone before.

 

“How is it?” He took a sip of wine and asked casually.

 

“100 points, out of 10.” Yin Gu quickly picked up another piece, “Is it a talent? I can’t even cook instant noodles properly.”

 

“This one of mine doesn’t count, that one of yours does count as talent.” Yu Chengsong leaned back. He had eaten too much at Zhou Zheyu’s place, and now he just wanted to watch Yin Gu eat. “If it doesn’t taste good, how can I even brag to you?”

 

“I’m not exaggerating at all.” Yin Gu picked up another piece of braised pork and said with a smile, “It’s really delicious.”

 

The food that Yu Chengsong cooks is different from the food in restaurants. It’s the taste of home cooking, full of homely flavor and warmth.

 

It not only fills the stomach but also warms people’s hearts.

 

“I’ll blush if you praise me again.” Yin Gu’s relaxed smile made Yu Chengsong smile too.

 

The greatest joy for a chef is seeing satisfaction on the faces of those who eat. Yin Gu was thoughtful, and his cheerful mood seemed to make the whole place come alive.

 

That’s right, it’s nicer to smile like this.

 

“Really?” Yin Gu looked up at him, thought for a while, and suddenly said, “You are so handsome.”

 

“Hiss—” Yu Chengsong covered his heart and raised his hand to point at him like a gun. “Let’s die together! Biu!”

 

Yin Gu tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. “Bang!”

 

Yu Chengsong used his chopsticks to point at the air, “Jiu!”

 

Yin Gu raised his glass and shook it. “Piu!”

 

The two of them ate like kindergarten kids, and finally Yu Chengsong couldn’t stand it anymore. He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and his face turned red from choking on the wine. “Cough, cough... damn it… cough, are you hungry or not?”

 

“I’m hungry.” Yin Gu immediately put a mouthful of rice in his mouth.

 

Done for.

 

Yu Chengsong covered his stomach and started laughing again.

 

Can’t stop it, f*ck.

• 1
  From my research, it is an internet slang referring to things moving on too fast (correct me if I’m wrong)
• 2
  Fyi, he mentioned that sensible can get off work now previously, now that he came back to his senses, he wishes he could have had it back.
• 3
  This is from The Heart Sutra, cited to calm one’s self.