Stringy Wind in the Ear - Chap 68
That night, Li Xun slept very soundly, but Song Yang slept even sounder than him.
In the morning, the bracelet on his wrist vibrated several times. He turned it off unconsciously, turned over and got into Li Xun’s arms, and squeezed one of his legs between his legs.
Li Xun happily accepted it in a half-asleep state, adjusted to a more comfortable sleeping position, and rested his chin on Song Yang’s head.
In less than half a minute, the two fell asleep again.
After washing up, Wu Jianian waited in the room for a full ten minutes, but there was no notification from Li Xun. He thought that the two of them might have overslept because they turned off the alarm clock, so he took the room card and went downstairs.
With a “hiss”, the door opened gently.
After seeing the positions of the two people on the bed, he was stunned, but quickly pretended nothing had happened and withdrew at the speed of light.
He quietly closed the door, leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, while in his mind he made some bold inferences and analyses of the two men’s actions last night.
Finally, he came to a conclusion that he had encountered something he shouldn’t have encountered.
When Li Xun was still on the school team, everyone had discussed it secretly, wondering if the coach had been hurt in some way and that was why he didn’t like women. Today, he finally came to a conclusion.
After he recovered, he knocked on the door again, and Song Yang replied in a panic: “Wait, wait a moment! I’ll be right there!”
Wu Jianian threatened him: “I came in.”
“Wait a minute! I’m not wearing any underwear!”
Song Yang rolled and crawled, put the bedside table and chair back to their original positions, and poked Li Xun in the waist: “You’re still laughing!”
“Why are you guys so slow?” Wu Jianian glanced into the trash can as soon as he entered the room. “Did you sleep well last night?”
“Very good.” Song Yang said, and went into the bathroom. Just as he rinsed his mouth, Li Xun followed him in and closed the door.
Song Yang lowered his voice to an inaudible level: “What are you doing?”
Li Xun lowered his head and pecked him on the lips: “Give a reward to the child who sleeps well.”
Song Yang smiled so much that two dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth. He grabbed Li Xun’s pajamas and pulled them towards himself, burying his head in his bare chest and breathing hard. He looked a bit like a cat fan, or like a drug addict.
Li Xun pinched his buttocks and said, “Hurry up and brush your teeth and go downstairs for breakfast.”
Song Yang hugged him and said, “When you leave, please leave me some underwear to wear.”
Li Xun rarely heard him speak in a coquettish tone, so his tone softened automatically: “What’s wrong? Don’t you have enough clothes to change?”
Song Yang smiled shyly, glanced at him, and quickly buried himself in his arms: “I want to sleep in your arms, I like the smell of you.”
Li Xun took a deep breath and tried hard not to kill him on the spot.
Brushing teeth and washing face, things that normally take only five minutes to do, become seriously overdue after falling in love.
It was not until Wu Jianian urged them from outside that their lips and bodies reluctantly separated.
They happened to run into Yu Shenwei when they went out.
Yu Shenwei was very surprised: “Coach, why do you live here too?”
Li Xun remained calm and said, “I came here to ask Song Yang to borrow a power bank.”
Yu Shenwei: “Oh.”
Wu Jianian, who was standing by, glanced at Li Xun and roared in his heart: What a lie! He borrowed a power bank and ended up using it on someone’s bed?
As expected, he is an old fox who is older than them. His psychological quality is really strong.
Perhaps realizing that they got up late yesterday and didn’t have enough food, the Korean players went downstairs early today. When Song Yang and his team arrived, the Korean team had already eaten half of their meal.
There were not many seats in the restaurant. They looked around and saw that there were only three empty seats opposite An Zhiyu, but there were two arrow boxes on the table, as if they were saving seats for classmates in the library.
Li Xun said, “You guys go eat first, I’ll eat later.”
Song Yang pulled him: “Let’s squeeze together, you can sit on my lap.”
Li Xun said: “I am very heavy.”
Song Yang: “It’s okay, I can handle it.”
Yu Shenwei was the first to walk over, patted the things on the table, and asked the person opposite: “Whose things are these? Take them away quickly, we need to eat. How can you be so rude and think this is a library?”
The two people opposite looked at him, said nothing, and buried their heads in eating.
“Hey——” Yu Shenwei took a breath, “What do you mean? Do you think I’m talking nonsense? If you don’t take it away, I’ll throw it outside!”
Wu Jianian pulled him and said, “They probably don’t understand Chinese.”
Yu Shenwei sneered, hooked his hand over Song Yang’s shoulder, and pointed his other hand at the opposite side: “Come on, translate it for them in English, ‘This is Chinese territory, how dare you come here when you don’t even understand Chinese? The team has no money to hire a translator? Don’t think that winning a game is a big deal, I will win it back sooner or later, if you know what’s good for you, take this broken thing away as soon as possible, don’t disturb me from eating!'”
Song Yang curled his lips, speechless at Shen Wei’s speech. Although he didn’t like the Korean team, he wasn’t one to cause trouble. He tapped the table lightly, and waited for the person opposite to look up before he politely said, “This is a public area, please take your bows away.”
Yu Shenwei was a little surprised. He tilted his head and lowered his voice: “I just said so much, why is it just this short paragraph? Did you translate it all?”
Song Yang: “English sentences are short, as long as the meaning is similar.”
Li Xun was trying to hold back his laughter, but Yu Shen believed it when he saw it on WeChat.
He slammed the table, imitating the debt collectors in movies and TV shows, baring his teeth angrily and clenching his knuckles to make a cracking sound: “Do you understand? Get out of here right after you finish eating.” After he yelled, he looked at Song Yang and pointed at the other side: “Please help me translate this sentence too.”
Song Yang looked at An Zhiyu: “You uand?”
Yu Shenwei understood this sentence: “I asked you to turn to the latter part, not the former one.”
Song Yang said, “Get lost, I won’t flip.”
Yu Shenwei gritted his teeth and said, “Waste.”
Song Yang clenched his fists: “If you can do it, then turn it over!”
Yu Shenwei: “I can’t do it. I’m even more useless than you.”
“…” This kind of cursing method that hurts the enemy by 800 and oneself by 1,000 was the first time that Song Yang had seen it. He really couldn’t find any words to describe him.
An Zhiyu, who was standing opposite them, watched them the whole time and said in plastic Mandarin: “Things are not mine.”
“Fuck!” Yu Shenwei was shocked. “You fucking understand Chinese but you didn’t say anything! Are you watching the show here?”
An Zhiyu ignored him.
Yu Shenwei noticed that the consignment note attached to the outside of the box was printed in Korean.
“If it’s not yours, then whose is it?” He pushed the box, but he didn’t control the strength well, and the box slid off the table and hit the bowl above, and the hot soup spilled all over An Zhiyu’s hands and thighs.
He stood up with a scream, shook his hands, widened his eyes, and muttered lines often seen in Korean dramas, which roughly meant “Are you crazy?”
Song Yang understood what was said and nudged Yu Shenwei, asking him to apologize quickly.
But Yu Shenwei himself had a bad temper and a hot temper. He stiffened his neck and refused with a clear reason: “Why should I apologize? It was originally theirs. They are occupying the toilet without doing anything. I am being polite!”
His attitude completely infuriated An Zhiyu. He swept across the table and grabbed all the chopsticks in the storage basket with one hand.
When Song Yang saw this action, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.
An Zhiyu’s face was distorted with anger, and he threw everything in his hands at Yu Shenwei. Before everyone could react, he picked up the bowl of wonton noodles that had just come out of the pot on the table and threw it at Yu Shenwei.
The fire at the city gate affected everyone in the pond. It was too late for Song Yang and the others to hide. The hot soup splashed on their newly changed team uniforms. When he dodged backwards, he bumped into Li Xun’s arms.
“Are you okay?” Li Xun was startled.
Song Yang lowered his head and tugged at the hem of his clothes: “I’m fine.” It’s just that his clothes are dirty.
The one who suffered the most was Yu Shenwei. The noodle soup almost poured over him from head to toe. He was scalded so much that he started tap dancing on the spot, quickly took off his clothes, and pulled his pants while cursing.
A wonton slipped into his waistband and fell out of his trouser leg, followed by rotten noodles. The scene was so awkward, while An Zhiyu and his teammates were laughing wildly and uncivilizedly, and some even took out their mobile phones to record the video.
Soon, large areas of skin on Yu Shenwei’s neck, shoulders, and arms began to turn red and feel hot and numb.
“Fuck!” He rubbed the corner of his eye that was poked by the chopsticks and cursed softly, “Are you fucking tired of living?”
After saying that, he picked up the stainless steel tray with snacks on the table and threw it towards the opposite side. An Zhiyu dodged sideways, and the tray hit the wall with a “clang”, making a big hole.
Next came the dishes and food, the two of them throwing them back and forth like they were having a snowball fight, and they threw everything that could be smashed on the table.
The situation became more and more serious. All the guests who were originally sitting at the table eating were scared away. The staff of the B&B also ran out from the kitchen and watched them fight in confusion.
Song Yang and Li Xun tried to step forward to stop them, but the two men were already mad with anger and as strong as buffaloes. After breaking free, they started fighting with their fists.
Yu Shenwei was hit in the stomach by An Zhiyu’s punch, and he retched, then picked up a chair and smashed it on the other person’s head.
“Damn, are you crazy?” Wu Jianian reached out to stop him, but failed and was accidentally hit by the stool instead.
Many sports students are monsters with well-developed limbs, especially excellent athletes, who are absolutely unwilling to admit defeat. They either endure and not cause trouble, or once they start a fight, it is no different from being on the playing field.
Every punch hits the flesh and every move is fatal.
Li Xun shouted at his people in the distance: “What are you still standing there for? Come over and help!”
A few Chinese players who were halfway through their meal also picked up the food on the table and walked over aggressively.
Li Xun was speechless: “Hurry up and help pull them!”
The group of people put down their weapons again.
Everything happened so suddenly. The sound of tables, chairs and benches breaking and the screams of girls mixed together, making the scene even more tense.
Yu Shenwei and An Zhiyu were already rolling on the ground fighting, one with a bruised face and nose, the other with his neck and hair strangled, and it was difficult to tell them apart for a while.
Yu Shenwei spat in the man’s face. An Zhiyu went completely crazy. He raised his foot and pressed against Yu Shenwei’s open crotch, and a “wow” sound was heard.
All the boys at the scene gasped.
This is often the case. A trivial matter can continue to ferment and become irreparable if both parties refuse to give in.
The matter finally came to an end when the police intervened.
The Mandarin of the two security police who came was even more plastic than An Zhiyu’s. They mixed some not-so-standard Mandarin with their Cantonese, and occasionally threw in a few English words, which made people confused.
But it can be seen that they are trying their best to communicate with everyone, and they are also coordinating with many body movements.
Both teams were worried that their people would suffer losses, so they tried to explain at once, but it was basically a case of miscommunication and there were only obstacles. The police had no choice but to find the person in charge of the B&B to inquire about the situation. In the end, they were told that the matter was very serious and that they had to compensate for the broken items, otherwise they would not be allowed to leave.
After listening to Li Xun’s translation, Yu Shenwei said, “It is natural to compensate, but An was the one who started this matter first, so if we have to pay, we will pay half each. I will only pay for my half.”
Li Xun sneered: “You still know to go Dutch.”
Yu Shenwei didn’t hear the sarcasm at all, and stiffened his neck: “That’s right, although I fought, I am definitely a well-mannered person.”
Song Yang: “…”
The smashed tables and chairs, windows, walls, decorations, etc., totaled about RMB 30,000.
This is a sky-high price for most students, but Yu Shenwei is one of the minority. He brought nearly 10,000 yuan in cash and paid the rest by credit card.
An Zhiyu didn’t have that much money, so his companions scraped together some to lend him, but it wasn’t even enough to make up the difference. Plus, the competition was about to start, so he frowned and his face turned purple. He kept muttering in Korean that no one could understand. Later, he went out to make a phone call, probably to ask his family for help.
Li Xun and Song Yang changed their clothes and went downstairs. Just as they were about to go to the gym, a tall middle-aged man and woman came running over from not far away.
The man had a very short, negligible buzz cut, and his body was out of shape, with a beer belly that bounced when he ran. The woman was very thin, with curly hair that fell over her shoulders, and her hair was messy when she ran.
Li Xun recognized at a glance that this man was the middle-aged man who had stared at him for a long time with An Zhiyu at the competition yesterday, and this woman…
The moment his eyes met hers, they were both stunned.
“Master,” Song Yang pushed Li Xun’s arm, “Let’s go.”
Li Xun’s legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless, his face was stern and his eyes were extremely cold, an expression Song Yang had never seen before.
It looks a little strange.
Song Yang followed his gaze and saw the woman opposite him also looking at him in a daze, her lips trembling slightly.
