Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

100. Chapter 100  Lies, All Lies

Translator: Raymmmm

“You come back so early.” Yan Chuyang sighed with disappointment as he put down the TV remote controller on the sofa. He slid down and muttered, “I’m really tired this morning. It is the first time I get up so early. It is also the first time I talk so much in the morning.”

Wei Qing said nothing but walked to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly.

Yan Chuyang was stunned and pushed him on the shoulder. “What’s wrong? You are looking terrible”

“Yan Chuyang,” Wei Qing’s eyes were full of sadness and suddenly he said with a deep voice, “Give me a kiss.”

Yan Chuyang froze up for a second, then he said “Please… the day is still young. The contract says that we should kiss only once a day. We shouldn’t be kissing at the moment.”

Wei Qing turned and stared at him, “There is no rule saying when should we kiss in the contract, right? You wouldn’t even allow me to ask for your kiss in advance?

Yan Chuyang looked at him seriously, “What’s wrong with you?”

Wei Qing’s eyes flashed, he lowered his eyes and whispered, “It’s fine if you don’t want to kiss me.”

“It isn’t that I don’t want to kiss you,” Yan Chuyang panicked. He threw himself on to Wei Qing and kissed him like he was going to bite his lips off. Wei Qing suddenly raised his hand and pressed the back of the Yan Chuyang’s head. He reached his tongue into Yan Chuyang’s mouth and made this kiss lingering.

“Mmm…” Yan Chuyang’s breath became shorter and shorter. Just as he felt that he was going to drown in this deep kiss, Wei Qing released him and put his forehead against Yan Chuyang’s. He said with a ragged breath “I am… scared.”

Yan Chuyang looked at him with clear eyes, “Scared?” What are you scared of?”

Wei Qing raised his hand and rubbed Yan Chuyang’s slightly swollen lips with his thumb. “I am not sure.”

In short, he was very anxious. This was the first time he felt like this. Even on the day of Shen Shimin breaking up with him, he didn’t feel so terrified like the world was going to end soon.

Yan Chuyang sighed, embraced Wei Qing with his arms. Then he patted Wei Qing on the shoulder. “There is nothing to be scared of, I’m here.”

Wei Qing was in a bad mood and Yan Chuyang went to cook in the kitchen.

“Rest for a while,” Yan Chuyang put the TV remote controller in his hand and said, “If you’re bored, watch some TV.”

Wei Qing replied with a nod and took the reomote controller.

Then Yan Chuyang walked toward the kitchen.

“Yan Chuyang,” Wei Qing suddenly called him again.

The boy turned around. “What’s wrong?”

Wei Qing pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then said with a gloomy face, “Every time when I am cooking, I will put a blanket on you if you’re watching TV.”

Yan Chuyang’s forehead twitched, “And then?”

The man’s eyes flashed and he said in a dull voice, “But you have never thought about putting a blanket on me.”

Yan Chuyang glanced at the thick suit that Wei Qing was wearing and said, “It’s not that cold at home now.”

Wei Qing snorted, lowered his eyes and said, “Forget it, it’s fine if you don’t give me a blanket. After all, no matter how much I love you, you’ve never thought about repaying my love. It is all lies that we have each other in our hearts. All lies.”

Yan Chuyang looked up speechlessly. After a while, he sighed and approached the sofa. He pulled the blanket over and put it on Wei Qing’s lap, “Is this better? How about this, do you feel warm enough?

Looking at the his perfunctory attitude, Wei Qing whispered, “How can I feel warm? My heart is frozen.”

Noticing the loneliness in Wei Qing’s eyes, Yan Chuyang felt uneasy in his heart. He bent down, squatted with his knees on the ground and looked at Wei Qing’s face. “What’s wrong with you? What is troubling you?”

Wei Qing raised his eyes and suddenly shouted, “I hate Song Huaiqi! I don’t like him! I’m annoyed once I see him! I don’t want you to talk to him anymore!”

There was an uneasy look appeared on Yan Chuyang’s face and he frowned, “That’s impossible. He has done nothing to us. Why should I ignore him without any reason?”

Wei Qing was so furious that the veins on his forehead twitched, but he could not think of any reasonable excuse for Yan Chuyang to ignore Song Huaiqi even after he gritted his teeth and thought about it for long. After a long period of silence, he finally said, “Then… you have to break all the brushes and pens in the drawing kit that Song Huaiqi gave to you right now. You have to break them one by one in front of my eyes.”

Yan Chuyang touched Wei Qing’s forehead, “Are you having a fever? Or are you sick?”

Wei Qing moved Yan Chuyang’s hand away and said coldly, “You are not willing to do it, aren’t you?”

“Of course not,” Yan Chuyang raised his eyebrows. “Why should I waste the kindness from others? It makes no sense for me to break something that was given to me as a gift. I should value it rather than break it.”

Wei Qing took one step back and he also felt it did not make any sense.

But he felt if Yan Chuyang did not deal with those gifts properly, his flustering heart would never calm down.

“How about this…” Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and whispered, “I would never use the drawing kit he gave to me. I would only use the ones that you bought for me, okay? Will that make you feel better?”

Wei Qing’s eyes were delighted by what he heard and a smile of satisfaction appeared on his face, “Alright, I’ll buy you hundreds of kits immediately. You can take your time and use them as you like.”

Yan Chuyang shook his head, “Hundreds of kits? I wouldn’t be able to use all of them for my entire life.”

“That is what I meant to do.” Wei Qing said gently.

As the result, the whole drama came to a perfect ending after Wei Qing bought more than 100 sketching kits on the Internet.

As for lunch, it was still made by Wei Qing. The air in the kitchen was too oily and smoky. Wei Qing could not bear to allow Yan Chuyang to cook because of his soft and delicate skin.

Time was passing day by day. The first thing that Yan Chuyang did after he got up every day was to put down a circle on the calendar. June 2nd, the day for comic-con competition was coming closer and closer.

Only one week left.

The comic-con competition was in a week. If Yan Chuyang won, he could get a large amount of money as award. He could repay all the debts he owed to Wei Qing. After that, he could tell Wei Qing frankly that he had always loved Wei Qing since he was fourteen.

It was another morning, and the alarm went off at 6 o’clock. Yan Chuyang on the bed shivered and opened his eyes. He became complete awake after a few minutes. Then he sat up and turned off the alarm. Finally, he got out of the bed and started to get changed.

He had to go to school early today. He had booked a lot of sketch courses for himself at school, and it was very useful to have more practices in the final days.

After he had finished washing and brushing and came out from the bathroom, Wei Qing was dressing nicely and having a handbag in his hand. It seemed that he was preparing to go out.

“Hmm?” Yan Chuyang was surprised. He approached Wei Qing and walked around him while glancing his appearance . “Why are you wearing casual clothes today?”