Chapter 91: Senior, Why Do They Call You Shengsheng
Chi Wang’s pain threshold was actually quite high, so for him to feel pain meant he was seriously injured.
Naturally, Xie Sicheng felt discomfort too, but given his firmness, he was relatively okay.
He wanted to check Chi Wang’s injury, but seeing Chi Wang’s mortified expression, he knew it wasn’t appropriate, so he got up to find some medicine.
Chi Wang lay on the bed, calming down. Now he just felt incredibly embarrassed, like he could faint from it.
He asked himself, What was I thinking?
When he got aroused, he started acting recklessly.
Previously, he was scared to death and didn’t want Xie to enter, so how did he become so daring now?
Now Chi Wang truly understood why “pornography” ranks first among “sex, gambling, and drugs”—they make you lose your mind.
Xie returned with ointment and asked him, “Do you want to apply it yourself, or should I help you?”
Chi Wang: “…”
What kind of question is that? Can I really let you help me apply it?
With a face full of reluctant endurance, Chi Wang said, “I’ll do it myself.”
Xie handed him the iodine and ointment. Chi Wang instinctively wanted to ask something, but Xie interrupted him, “I consulted the doctor; it’s okay to use these.”
Only then did Chi Wang accept them. Grimacing, he put on his pajama pants and, supported by Xie, headed to the bathroom.
As he entered the bathroom, Chi Wang suddenly thought of something and said, “Wait a minute, that time at the hotel when we slept together, my backside was just swollen; it wasn’t hurt this badly. Did you, under the influence of medication, still manage to prepare me?”
“…” Xie replied, “At that time, I had taken sleeping pills.”
Chi Wang: “…”
So neither of us remembers anything, huh?
Alright, let’s just assume that Xie is extraordinarily gifted—even after taking two kinds of pills, he still remembered to prepare me.
After Xie escorted him into the bathroom, he left. Chi Wang lay on a chair, ready to apply the medicine to himself.
It didn’t hurt as much as initially. Chi Wang fumbled for a while, reached forward to take a look, and sure enough, there was blood.
Chi Wang recalled how far it had gone in—at least halfway. No wonder he was injured.
First, he applied iodine, then the ointment. After finishing, he limped out of the bathroom.
Seeing Xie waiting at the door, his gaze met Xie’s dark eyes, and his whole face flushed again.
Xie helped him back to bed. Chi Wang didn’t dare let his backside touch the mattress, so he turned over and lay on his side.
After Xie turned off the lights again, Chi Wang mumbled, “Next time, you help me prepare; that should be okay, right?”
Xie paused, never expecting there would be a next time. He asked softly, “Aren’t you afraid?”
Chi Wang muttered, “I am afraid, so can you let me put it in your backside?”
Xie’s voice became very serious. “…That’s the one thing I cannot agree to.”
Chi Wang: “…”
See? I knew it. No matter what, Xie wouldn’t let me top him. I always felt that if I touched Xie’s backside, he’d be unhappy.
Thinking this, Chi Wang reached out mischievously to touch Xie’s backside. As soon as he touched it, Xie grabbed his hand, his voice sounding even sterner, “No.”
Being grabbed like this, Chi Wang instead laughed. As expected, it’s a no-go. Just like I said, a man’s backside is like a tiger’s—untouchable.
He didn’t dwell on it and said naturally, “Since yours is off-limits, then I can only lie down. While we’re still not in the late stage of pregnancy, we can try being intimate once.”
Xie: “…No need; I’m not that desperate.”
This was the truth. Although Xie occasionally said some bold things, he really wasn’t that eager.
In a clear and straightforward voice, Chi Wang said, “You may not be eager, but I am.”
Recently, he had become increasingly restless. Even now, he felt a bit agitated, but since they were interrupted, he let it go, enduring the heat emanating from within.
Reading some manga could alleviate it somewhat, but Chi Wang preferred the feeling of skin-to-skin contact.
Thinking this way, giving up some of his reservations didn’t seem like a big deal. After all, if he didn’t seize this opportunity, in the coming months—plus a month of postpartum confinement—there would be at least three months when he couldn’t have any substantial physical contact with Xie.
The closer Chi Wang got to the late stage of pregnancy, the more nonsensical thoughts filled his mind, and the more curious he became about how that night happened, how it led to him becoming pregnant.
Chi Wang had never thought he’d one day regret sleeping so soundly that night, being completely unconscious and not experiencing any of it.
Just thinking about it made his face heat up.
He felt his transformation was truly significant, completely unlike himself. Before, he rarely even took care of his own needs.
But now, becoming like this, Chi Wang felt this change was quite frightening.
He despised himself for a few seconds, then chose to lie down peacefully.
Brave people enjoy their sex life first! (?)
But since things didn’t go well tonight, he’d have to try another day.
Chi Wang’s straightforward words left Xie in silence. After a while, he said, “We’ll talk about it when you’re better.”
Chi Wang grumbled, “Then hurry up; it’ll soon be the late stage of pregnancy.”
Xie: “…Alright.”
*
Because of that incident, Chi Wang had to rest properly for several days.
Even though he had a high pain tolerance, that area is always sensitive, so it still hurt when it should, perhaps just not as much.
He rested for a week, and before meeting Xie’s parents, he finally recovered.
For the first meeting, he needed to dress formally, but wearing a suit seemed too formal—not suitable for his age and unnecessary.
For the first time, Chi Wang felt a bit at a loss. Xie said, “Wear whatever you like; no need to overthink it.”
Xie himself wore a very casual outfit—a black turtleneck sweater with a black trench coat. The overall look was very black and somber.
Chi Wang thought to himself that, at first glance, it looked like attending a funeral.
But he still looked very handsome.
He felt that Xie was particularly suited to wearing black; it made his pale skin appear even fairer, giving off a noble aura.
What an elegant nobleman.
Since Xie was dressed like attending a funeral, Chi Wang had to wear something vibrant to balance it out; otherwise, they’d look like two people attending a funeral.
So Chi Wang dressed entirely in white: white hoodie, white plush pants, white sneakers.
Wait, no, something’s not right.
Although they didn’t look like they were attending a funeral, they resembled the Black and White Impermanence.
Chi Wang: “…”
He silently took off his clothes and reselected his outfit.
After much deliberation, he finally chose a red hoodie, loose beige plush pants, and white sneakers.
Before leaving, Chi Wang felt his hair had grown long and hurriedly laid out plastic sheets to cut his own hair.
Xie: “…”
He felt that Chi Wang was overly nervous.
He pondered whether he had informed Chu Qing and the others too early.
But on second thought, it was about time; any later, and it would be the late stage of pregnancy.
Chi Wang trimmed his long hair back into a short, slightly parted style, but looking in the mirror, he felt he somehow made himself look two years younger, appearing like a high school student. Holding the scissors, he couldn’t help but snip a few more times, and with those cuts, he ruined his bangs. Chi Wang yelped, jumping up.
Xie watched with his heart in his throat, reaching out to take away the scissors waving in his hand.
Chi Wang didn’t notice, staring intently into the mirror, confirming he had ruined his hair, feeling like the sky had fallen. It was the first time he had messed up his own hair.
“…” Xie suggested, “You could wear a hat.”
Chi Wang ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back, but his fluffy, soft hair quickly bounced back. “No, when you meet people while wearing a hat, don’t you have to take it off?”
Chi Wang was torn. “How about I shave it into a buzz cut? Buzz cuts look mature.”
Before Xie could object, Chi Wang quickly said, “No, my face shape doesn’t suit a buzz cut.”
In the end, he wore a knitted cap.
Although winter had passed, there was still a bit of lingering spring chill, so wearing a knitted cap was reasonable.
However, wearing such a hat exposed his entire face. With his pretty features and a touch of youthful innocence, he didn’t even look like a college sophomore; it was reasonable to say he looked like a high school student.
Not only was Chi Wang in a frenzy, but Chu Qing was also in a similar state.
Xie Yunting and Xie Sicheng were truly father and son; their dressing styles were similar. Xie Yunting also wore all black—a black shirt and a black suit jacket—looking both rigid and serious.
Meanwhile, Chu Qing was frantically choosing her outfit. She used to have a slim figure, but after enjoying life more, she became plump and fair, with a round face and round hands, looking very well-off.
She wore a beige long sweater, paired with a white fox fur shawl, exuding a gentle nobility. She chose small and delicate jewelry to wear, fearing that wearing too much might make others feel pressured.
She also styled her hair, pulling it all up without leaving a single strand of bangs, presenting a gentle image with her round face.
Chu Qing asked Xie Yunting, “Is this okay? Will Xiao Chi like it when he sees me?”
Xie Yunting nodded, “I like it.”
Chu Qing said, “I didn’t ask you. Think with your male perspective—will he feel a sense of closeness when he sees me?”
Xie Yunting nodded earnestly, “He will. You look like the best mother-in-law.”
Chu Qing: “…”
Asking you is useless. Chu Qing thought for a moment, removed the bead chains from her clothes, changed her earrings to studs, and swapped the fur shawl for a knitted one.
Xie Yunting: “…”
Chu Qing looked at herself in the mirror for a long time before finally deciding on this outfit.
After finishing with herself, she looked at Xie Yunting and felt that his all-black attire was too gloomy, so she changed his tie to a white one.
After getting everything ready, they set off to the café they had agreed upon.
Yes, they had arranged to meet at a café opposite H University.
Xie said that this was the café where Chi Wang had brought the report to find him.
Chu Qing felt that this café was special, full of commemorative value.
Even when they arrived and found that it was just a small café, Chu Qing still felt a strong sense of affection for it.
They arrived first, and Chi Wang and Xie arrived a bit later.
It wasn’t that they were deliberately late; since it wasn’t far, Chi Wang insisted on walking.
Upon arriving at the café, the proprietress saw Chi Wang and greeted him with a smile, as usual asking if he wanted to come over for part-time work.
Chi Wang returned the smile and said, “No, I have other things to do this year.”
The proprietress didn’t press further.
Xie held his hand and led him to sit in front of Chu Qing.
Seeing the familiar auntie, Chi Wang was stunned. He looked at Xie, wanting to ask if they had sat at the wrong table.
But before he could speak, seeing Chu Qing’s radiant smile directed at him, he slowly swallowed his words.
Obviously, they couldn’t have sat at the wrong table.
Suppressing her excitement, Chu Qing said, “Hello, Chi Wang, we meet again.”
Chi Wang reached up to touch his knitted cap, feeling quite nervous. “Hello, Auntie. I didn’t expect you to be Senior’s mother.”
Chu Qing smiled and said, “I didn’t expect you and Shengsheng to be so fated.”
Chi Wang: “Shengsheng?”
Chu Qing glanced at Xie’s face—uh-oh, it was already starting to darken. “That’s Xie’s nickname, ‘Shengsheng,’ as in ‘sound.'”
Chi Wang chuckled, looking at Xie, “Shengsheng, Senior, I didn’t expect you to have such a nickname.”
Xie: “…”
