Chapter 41 My Only One

Chapter 41 My Only One

Sheng Xiyang sensed that Sheng Ai was angry.

From the afternoon until dusk, Sheng Ai was busy with his work and did not talk much to Sheng Xiyang.

Sheng Xiyang stayed in the office, occasionally glancing at Sheng Ai. Seeing that Sheng Ai did not look at him, he had no choice but to flip through his textbooks, pretending to be busy.

Finally, Sheng Xiyang could not bear it anymore and walked out of the office.

Outside, the sky had already turned dark.

It was only then that Sheng Xiyang realized that Sheng Ai had not eaten.

He decided to go out and buy something to eat and try to cheer up Sheng Ai.

Although, as Cao Jing had said, Sheng Ai would not let Sheng Xiyang join the military, it was not entirely because Sheng Ai pitied his "younger brother," but also because Sheng Ai had already been traumatized.

Sheng Ai's mother...

Sheng Xiyang did not know much about her, but he could guess that she had passed away due to the war.

The real Sheng Xiyang had also gone missing because of the war.

Sheng Xiyang slowly strolled around the streets near the business district, watching the lights gradually illuminate the street and seeing his reflection in the shop windows.

White shirt, black trousers, student appearance, in the prime of life.

Sheng Xiyang thought that Sheng Ai's strong reaction actually meant that he cared deeply about him.

Not because he was not Sheng Ai's biological younger brother, but because Sheng Ai did not want to send Sheng Xiyang away carelessly.

Looking at his reflection in the window, for some reason, this thought made him feel warm and soft inside.

Sheng Ai cared about him.

Thinking about this, Sheng Xiyang felt happy even though Sheng Ai was angry.

He turned and started running down the street, looking for an open shop to buy dinner.

Just then, the grandfather selling wontons came walking by.

Sheng Xiyang quickly reached out to stop him, took out some money, and bought two large bowls of wontons.

Carrying the wontons back to the business district, he used his foot to push open the door to Sheng Ai's office and found that Sheng Ai was still busy.

Sheng Xiyang closed the door and carefully carried the wontons to Sheng Ai, gently placing them on Sheng Ai's desk.

Sheng Ai's hand holding the pen paused slightly.

He looked up at Sheng Xiyang.

His eyes behind the glasses were hard to read.

Sheng Xiyang whispered, "Brother, take a break and have some food."

He stood there obediently, smiling when Sheng Ai looked at him, and tugged slightly on Sheng Ai's sleeve, saying, "Brother, don't be angry..."

It was impossible to stay angry at him.

In the end, Sheng Ai sighed and put down his pen.

His voice remained gentle, but his brows were slightly furrowed, "The people closest to me, my mother and my brother, have left me."

Pausing for a moment, Sheng Ai looked at the steaming hot wontons in the bowl and slowly said, "So now, you are my only one. I hope you can be safe and sound."

Sheng Xiyang was stunned.

My... only one.

The spoon in his hand nearly fell into the soup bowl.

Sheng Xiyang did not know why his heart was beating so fast as he looked up at Sheng Ai.

At that moment, Sheng Ai also looked up and met Sheng Xiyang's gaze. He reached out and gently rubbed Sheng Xiyang's head, softening his expression, "I was a bit too hasty just now. I'm sorry."

"It's okay..." Sheng Xiyang came back to his senses.

With Sheng Ai no longer angry, they started eating the wontons.

As Sheng Xiyang ate, he could not help but feel mischievous. He put down his spoon, propped his chin, and watched Sheng Ai for a while before suddenly smiling and saying, "Brother."

Sheng Ai looked up, "Hmm?"

Sheng Xiyang said, "'Only one' is a term that should not be used lightly."

Sheng Ai tilted his head slightly. Since his glasses were fogged up, he took them off and wiped them gently while looking at Sheng Xiyang, "What do you mean?"

"You are my only one..." Sheng Xiyang blinked and pondered, "Saying it like that sounds almost like a confession."

After saying this, the office fell silent.

Sheng Xiyang: "..."

His face suddenly turned red, suspecting he was possessed by a ghost, trying to explain, "That's not what I meant..."

"But you can think of it that way." Before Sheng Xiyang could finish, Sheng Ai smiled slightly. His eyes, without glasses, curved like a crescent moon, his voice gentle, "I don't see any problem with it."

Sheng Xiyang: A straight man flirting with a gay man invites heavenly wrath... I am not a straight man.