Mr. Yuan is Always Unhappy - Chap 60
CH60 – IF YOU CHEAT
Edited by Yummers
Once Yuan Rui had almost everything they needed, he sat on the couch to take a little break. Looking around the place that he’d been living in for almost a year, he kind of didn’t want to leave it behind.
His company arranged this place for him before New Year. Not even half a month after he moved in, he got together with Zheng Qiuyang and they quickly moved in together. This place was basically their first “home.”
Compared to the numbers of luggage he had when moving in, Zheng only had one large suitcase full of clothes and a few books. When Zheng Qiuyang dragged the suitcase in and hung his clothes up in the closet, Yuan Rui watched intently from the side, thinking how handsome he was.
Before the two started dating, Yuan Rui had a one-sided crush on Zheng Qiuyang—it wasn’t just because of his looks. Yuan Rui had never interacted with another straight man like Zheng Qiuyang outside of work. It was too obvious that Yuan Rui was gay. On top of the fact that he didn’t even try to hide it, most straight men—especially the handsome ones—would usually avoid him. However, Zheng Qiuyang never avoided him. Although he would always say “I’m straight, nothing is going to happen between us”, he would always tease Yuan Rui whenever he had the time.
Yuan Rui and Fang Shiqing were already friends by then. Afraid that Yuan Rui was going to get heartbroken, Fang Shiqing warned him multiple times that Zheng Qiuyang was an undependable person who always ran with a dirty mouth. Fang Shiqing continuously said that he shouldn’t keep sticking by Zheng Qiuyang’s side. But it wasn’t like Yuan Rui had turned dumb just recently. Although he knew deep down that Zheng Qiuyang was only teasing him for the fun of it, he couldn’t stop his eyes or legs. The moment he sees Zheng Qiuyang, he can’t help but drool over him. Zheng Qiuyang found it pleasant to tease him. Whenever Zheng Qiuyang wanted to hang out with him, Yuan Rui would drop his work and come running to his side immediately.
Then when Zheng Qiuyang confessed to him, he felt like it was all a dream. For days, he felt like he was walking on cotton with each step.
But when they two first started living together, Yuan Rui’s wonderful imagination went out the window for a good while.
Mr. Zheng may have looked handsome and charming like a casual yet elegant young master, but he had countless bad habits. First of all, he was a very picky eater. Not only could he not stand spicy stuff, but he also wouldn’t eat ginger, green pepper, onion, carrot, or fennel. He was also a heavy smoker and drinker. He went through about a pack of cigarettes a day and would drink a large amount of alcohol 2-3 times each week. He didn’t have good hygiene either. He would toss his dirty underwear, socks, and clothes in the washer altogether. After shaving, he never rinsed his razor properly and would just toss it by the sink carelessly. He was also very wasteful with his food. There would always be leftovers when he ate. He’d drink half a cup of milk then leave it or take a couple bites of chicken and throw it away. The same applied to fruits like apples and pears. He always threw away pits still covered with plenty of fruit. It was always painful for Yuan Rui to watch.
The worst thing was that he couldn’t even aim right when peeing, causing his urine to always hit the side of the toilet.
After living together for over half a month, Yuan Rui discovered more and more of his bad habits. But he didn’t dare to correct him either, so he tried his best to accommodate him. Whatever food he didn’t like, Yuan Rui wouldn’t cook it. If he smoked, Yuan Rui would open the window for air. Yuan Rui even grabbed a brochure about the harms of cigarettes from the community service station and put it in a noticeable place. All his dirty underwear and socks, Yuan Rui would hand-wash them before he could toss them into the washer. Then he bought two razor racks in different colors from Taobao, one for each of them. All his leftovers and milk, Yuan Rui would finish them for him. When cooking food like ribs and chicken drumsticks, Yuan Rui would debone them all ahead of time. Even fruits would be cut up in pieces and plated for him.
Later, to his surprise, Zheng Qiuyang slowly changed his habits. Even his smoking—the hardest habit to get rid of—gradually lessened. Eventually, his nights out with his friends also lessened and he would always come home right after work. Even Zheng Qiuyang’s mom was shocked when he went over to her place to eat. She was amazed that he had finally gotten rid of the habit of leaving leftovers in his 30s.
As for the peeing issue, one day when Zheng Qiuyang was standing in front of the toilet about to unzip his pants, Yuan Rui came in. Yuan Rui eagerly offered, “How about I hold it for you?”
Zheng Qiuyang, “…”
And he actually did it. Very seriously, he pointed it towards where it was supposed to aim.
However, before Zheng Qiuyang could release everything, he got hard. Yuan Rui had no choice but to give him a handjob in that position.
Then for the following week, whenever he had to pee, Zheng Qiuyang would always call him over to hold it for him.
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All in all, Zheng Qiuyang finally remembered to aim properly.
As Yuan Rui recalled such memories, he couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
Although he didn’t want to leave this place that was filled with memories, as long as he was with Zheng Qiuyang, there will definitely be more beautiful and fun memories they can create together in the future.
Because Zheng Qiuyang really was an interesting person, hahaha!
That afternoon, Bai Tu came downstairs to visit him. He told him that he and Liang Xi were going to move out too.
“We have too much stuff at home and Liang Xi didn’t like the furniture prepared by the landlord so he bought a new set of everything.” Bai Tu said, “We’ve scheduled with a moving company already for next Tuesday.”
Yuan Rui and Zheng Qiuyang didn’t have too much stuff. Their luggage was mainly filled with clothes, shoes, books, and some other small stuff, so there was no need to hire a moving company. With Zheng Qiuyang taking hauling some of it into his car and Zhao Zhengyi helping out with the van, they would be able to transport everything in one go.
Although their new homes weren’t very far from each other, it was still a lot farther than being one floor apart. Yuan Rui was already missing Bai Tu. Bai Tu even comforted him and said that he would hang out with him when he had time.
Then, the two chatted about Yuan Rui’s last job that was outside of the city. Yuan Rui got super excited to have a chance at bantering with his male god. He complimented Song Huanyan, talked about Hainan’s local customs and practices, and even mentioned the acting king.
As a fellow acting king, Bai Tu said, “I’ve seen him a few times. We never talked or worked together before. There was an opportunity once but it didn’t fit his schedule so it didn’t happen. I quite like him actually.”
As a friend of both acting kings, Yuan Rui was very proud as he said, “He lives in Beijing too. Once he comes back and has the time, I’ll take the lead and invite both of you out to a meal.”
Bai Tu seemed a bit nervous, but still agreed, “Okay.”
Then, the two both invited each other to visit their new homes once the time comes. Since Liang Xi was home that day, Bai Tu didn’t stay for long and left quickly.
After sending him off, Yuan Rui was stuck in a bit of a melancholy state. He still felt like Liang Xi wasn’t worthy of Bai Tu. Then he couldn’t help but imagine Wang Qi and Bai Tu as a couple, although he felt a bit sorry for Fang Shiqing, Wang Qi and Bai Tu seemed so fit for each other. A cold, oppressing, successful businessman and a kind male god. That sounded so good, too good!
So what the heck was a rascal like Liang Xi… male god Bai Tu was good everywhere except for his taste in men.
On Sunday, Zhao Zhengyi came over to help them move. After half a day of hard work, Yuan Rui wanted to treat Zhao Zhengyi to a meal but Zhao Zhengyi rejected.
Zheng Qiuyang came in with a box in his hands, also making him an offer, “Don’t be so humble with us. Let’s go eat Peking duck at Bianyifang. Yuan Rui doesn’t eat much, getting half a duck isn’t enough for the two of us and a whole duck is too much. With you, we can order a whole duck with no problem.”
Zhao Zhengyi’s eyes shined, he was obviously being swayed. But he still said, “I can’t, I have something planned already.”
Zhao Zhengyi usually loves tagging along for meals, but he’s refusing the chance for a free meal? Yuan Rui found it odd as he asked, “What is it? Is it very important?”
Zhao Zhengyi acted bashfully, he responded quietly, “I’m meeting a girl I met on the internet tonight.”
Yuan Rui was surprised, “Ah?”
Zheng Qiuyang joked, “Oh man. You’ve got to be safe then, or else it’d be troublesome if you create a new life.”
Yuan Rui didn’t understand it, he even added, “Xiao Zhao’s not a bad guy.”
Though Zhao Zhengyi understood the meaning behind Zheng Qiuyang’s words. He said awkwardly, “It’s not that kind of online friend, we’re not hooking up either. We’ve been getting along pretty well. I thought our relationship progression was good so I wanted to invite her out and meet…I’ve never met any other online friends before in real life either. It’s not what you guys think.”
“During the last few days in Shanghai, you were always giggling at your phone. It was because of her, wasn’t it?” As someone who always paid attention to the news, Yuan Rui was very worried. He reminded the other sincerely, “Don’t bring too much money with you, and remember to look after your phone and car key at all times.”
Zhao Zhengyi agreed and left.
After Yuan Rui closed the door, his brain finally made a turn. He finally understood what the “new life” statement meant. He was stunned like he’d been struck by lightning.
Inside, Zheng Qiuyang squatted down to organize the books from a box. He laughed, “You little dummy, you even gave him all those tips.”
Yuan Rui walked in silently, saying, “I’m not dumb.”
“Alright, alright. You’re not, you’re not.” Zheng Qiuyang said half-heartedly like he was coaxing a child. “Let’s leave after I put these books away. The restaurant usually gets crowded during the weekends so we’ll end up waiting for a while if we go too late.”
Yuan Rui agreed with a simple “mn” as he stood still behind him, staring.
Zheng Qiuyang picked up a stack of books, ready to put them on the shelves. But he turned to see him and asked, “What is it?”
Yuan Rui’s expression seemed to hint that there was something he just couldn’t bring himself to say.
Zheng Qiuyang put the books away and nagged, “Go change your clothes, we’re leaving.”
Yuan Rui looked at him again. He got a coat out of their new closet and buttoned it up as he looked at himself in their new full-body mirror.
Zheng Qiuyang found his actions odd. He contemplated for a moment before saying, “Yuan Xiao Rui, did you overthink again? I’ve never met up with any online friends before.”
However, Yuan Rui said, “I have.”
Zheng Qiuyang, “…”
Yuan Rui then grabbed his black-framed glasses to put on as he continued, “I’ve seen three before.”
Zheng Qiuyang was rather upset by his words. But he pretended to not care. “Really? What did you guys do together?”
Yuan Rui said, “We just ate, hung out at the bar, and did karaoke.”
The more Zheng Qiuyang thought about it, the more pissed he felt. But those all happened before Yuan Rui met him, plus, Yuan Rui wouldn’t have done anything over the boundary with those online friends. At the most, his dumb self would get taken a little advantage of. So to be mad over something like this would be too dramatic. He had no choice but to bear it, so much that he felt his teeth hurting from the clenching.
Yuan Rui peeked at him through the mirror, slipping out in a quiet voice, “But…I’ve never created a new life…I wouldn’t be able to even if I wanted.”
Zheng Qiuyang was stunned. He exclaimed in shock, “Neither have I!”
Yuan Rui said suspiciously, “Yet you have the experience to teach Xiao Zhao?”
“I really don’t!” Zheng Qiuyang felt more wronged than ever. “I was just joking with him.”
Yuan Rui said nothing. He stood in front of the mirror with his head down.
Zheng Qiuyang quickly went over, tugging on his sleeve as he asked, “What have you been imagining?”
Yuan Rui said quietly, “I thought you really got someone pregnant before.”
Zheng Qiuyang, “…”
Yuan Rui pressed on his own heart. “I was so scared just now, my heart almost stopped jumping.”
Zheng Qiuyang twisted his cheek. “Dummy.”
Yuan Rui didn’t argue back this time. He still seemed a little out of it, he was really worried earlier.
Zheng Qiuyang couldn’t resist asking, “What if I really did do that?”
Yuan Rui’s lips pressed together tightly. It seemed like he really didn’t know what to do.
Zheng Qiuyang tried testing. “Would you get mad? Would you beat me or curse me out?”
“…I would get mad, but I wouldn’t beat you or curse you out.”
“So you’ll just keep all your anger to yourself?”
Yuan Rui found the situation a bit hard to stand, but he still nodded. “Those events are all in the past. You are you right now.”
Zheng Qiuyang wouldn’t give up. “What if you found me cheating now? Would you also just keep it to yourself and get mad in secret?”
Yuan Rui looked at him in shock. “Would you still cheat now?”
“I’m saying if.”
Yuan Rui stated certainly, “I don’t think you would. You are not that type of person. There would be no if’s.”
Zheng Qiuyang was a bit gratified. At least Yuan Rui had enough trust in him.
He took the chance to threaten him jokingly, “It’s true that I wouldn’t. But if you cheat on me with some other hot guy, hehe.”
Yuan Rui tilted his head, trying hard to imagine Zheng Qiuyang together with a big chest and fair-skinned girl. Gradually, a murderous aura built up in his eyes. He started slowly, “If you really cheated right now…”
Zheng Qiuyang had never seen him like that, so it caught him off guard for a second. But he also anticipated the result. The more aggressive Yuan Rui got, the more it would show Yuan Rui’s care for him.
Yuan Rui’s mouth opened and closed a few times, not being able to spit out anything harsh. His aura suddenly weakened as he stuttered, “I will—I will move out.”
Zheng Qiuyang, “…”