Chapter 910: Childhood Sweetheart: Youth Times 04

Jin Chen hugged Song Xu's slender waist tightly; even through his clothes he could feel the tension in his body, realizing that his little Yu'er had misunderstood what he had just said.

"What I mean is, tomorrow I'll stay home to rest and walk with little Yu'er; how could I leave you alone to go out and play?"

While saying that, he pinched Song Xu's nose tip without using any strength, and said in an annoyed tone, "In little Yu'er's eyes, am I really that bad to you?"

"... No."

Song Xu rested his chin on Jin Chen's shoulder, huddled in his embrace and replied softly; the anxiety in his heart eased with Jin Chen's gentle coaxing.

"Brother, I……"

He wanted to speak but stopped, gripping tightly the badminton shuttlecock still clutched in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want to go home."

Song Xu shook his head, shoved the shuttlecock into Jin Chen's hand, and also apologized to Cheng Huai.

"Eh, it's fine, it's fine! I'm also tired from playing; going back to read is quite good."

Cheng Huai didn't care at all, waved his hand and bade farewell to the two, though his smile still held a hint of bewilderment.

Before I didn't notice, but today for some reason I always feel that once these two start chatting, I feel especially bright.

Cheng Huai rubbed his nose, watching Jin Chen carry Song Xu toward the park where the bicycles were parked.

"Just what exactly is off about this?"

Cheng Huai was puzzled.

Cheng Huai took a bite of the melon Song Xu gave him, drank his soda, and left.

Stopping beside the park bench, Jin Chen also didn't rush to leave; he gulped down several mouthfuls of ice water to dispel the heat from playing.

He then carefully took out a thermos from the bag he was carrying, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Song Xu, letting him hold the cup to drink, and also carefully wiped Song Xu's sweat with a handkerchief, being very meticulous.

Song Xu took a sip of the warm water, lifted his face for his brother to wipe his sweat, his body leaning against his shoulder, making them even more clingy than the couples out for a stroll.

The tolerance of this small city is still not that high.

Passersby occasionally cast strange glances; Jin Chen didn't care at all, only Song Xu keenly noticed it, though he didn't know why.

Song Xu tugged at Jin Chen's hem and whispered, "Brother, why do people keep looking at us with strange eyes?"

Jin Chen wrapped an arm around him and leaned against the bench back; the evening breeze was warm, and his tone also carried a casual laziness.

"Maybe it's because… they don't have a brother as good-looking as you."

A passerby who overheard this said: "……"

"So shameless."

But seeing Jin Chen's tall stature, they dared not provoke him.

Simply put, out of sight, out of mind; they quickened their pace and left.

Hearing that, Song Xu inexplicably felt happy, dispelling the regret of not being able to play badminton with his brother.

"I've rested enough; let's go home, brother."

He rubbed his palm against Jin Chen's, smiling obediently.

——

On the way home, Jin Chen bought several skewers of barbecue for his father to use as a bribe.

After stopping the bicycle, Jin Chen hid the prepared barbecue skewers behind him, sent Song Xu home, then sneaked around from outside the courtyard to his father's study.

Throughout, he kept his steps light and was not caught by Madam Liu Ou.

"Dad!"

Jin Chen shoved the door open.

"Yikes… scared the hell out of you, old man."

Jin Shu's newspaper in his hand trembled; "What are you doing?"

He smelled the barbecue aroma, immediately sat up straight, was about to rub his hands and dig in, then thought, how could this kid be so kind-hearted?

He instantly became wary, leaning closer to his son, lowered his voice: "What do you want from me…?"

"Exactly." Jin Chen spoke frankly.

"Hiss……"

Jin Shu clicked his tongue twice while thinking, tapped his fingers on the table: "Let me think… last time you used barbecue to bribe me, it was so I'd contact the school and put you and little Xu in the same class."

"The time before that, it was to have me hide it from your mom and quietly settle the trouble you caused outside."

"No, no, this time there are even more skewers; who knows what difficult matter it is!"

Comrade Jin Shu declared he was resisting the temptation, then picked up a newspaper to read.

"It's not a difficult matter!" Jin Chen sat in the chair opposite his father, "I've recently come up with a way to make money, that is… I urgently need startup funds."

Jin Chen's expression was sincere.

Jin Shu: "……"

"Uh-oh."

"This kid doesn't fight anymore; he's started thinking about making money."

"Better he'd fight! At least he wouldn't ruin the family!"

"Please don't rush to refuse; hear me out."

Jin Chen pulled out a tablet he had prepared earlier.

Two hours later.

Jin Chen clutched the bank card his father gave him, feeling satisfied as he returned to the bedroom to sleep.

In the master bedroom, Liu Ou looked puzzled at her husband's smiling face, and yawned.

"What were you and Xiao Chen talking about? Chatting so late."

Sigh, this kid is like he's already opened his apertures, chatting about the company's future development—still pretty interesting.

Jin Shu runs a small company in this city.

Over the years, although he didn't hope for great wealth, it was enough to ensure his wife and children could enjoy the life they wanted.

He is already middle-aged, and hadn't thought about making the company bigger, but hearing his son's words today reignited his passion after a long time.

Do it! Make the company thrive! Take it public!

——

The badminton court is not far from home; Cheng Huai usually walks home, but tonight this road felt terrifying.

Cheng Huai had a faint feeling that someone was behind him following him; after stopping to test a few times, he became certain.

At this very moment, he recalled that question from Jin Chen in the evening.

Cheng Huai's heart pounded, he gripped the mineral water bottle in his hand, and his mind started wandering.

Could there be some pervert stalker around here?! Or maybe some killer who specializes in following students?!

Otherwise, why would Jin Chen's expression be so weird when he asked him?

Cheng Huai had never felt the distance from home so great; his imagination had progressed to perhaps the person behind him holding a knife, who would stab him to death if caught.

The more he thought, the more frightened he became; Cheng Huai shrugged his shoulders, when suddenly the person behind him made a sound, and their steps quickened noticeably.

Cheng Huai sucked in a breath of cold air, sprang into a run, terrified of being caught.

He didn't dare run home either, took another street straight to the police station.

Even if he managed to escape today, the stalker would surely remember where he lives! Call the police! Must call the police!

Mu Henian was startled by Cheng Huai's commotion; seeing him not head home but instead dash down another road, he was both surprised and suspicious, thinking he'd encountered some danger.

So he also ran after him.

The two unexpectedly began chasing each other; after Mu Henian had chased for a few minutes, he finally realized that the person Cheng Huai was trying to shake off was… himself.

Mu Henian sped up, directly blocking Cheng Huai at the upcoming corner.

"Youyou Youyou don't come over!!"

Cheng Huai was panting, his legs weak, yet he dared not relax; seeing the black-clad stalker drawing ever closer, right up to his face, he flailed his arms wildly.

"You… Youyou, you'd better let me go! My buddy is the notorious tropical bully Jin Chen—he could knock you out with one punch!"

Mu Henian: "……"