Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

138. Why Aren’t You Sweating?

Translator: 怀旧

“You don’t have to worry about it,” Yan Chuyang interrupted Wei Qing sullenly and continued, “I’m a man. I don’t have to worry about this!”

Then he turned and went upstairs.

He really couldn’t stay another second.

‘I have no feelings for you, no feelings for you, no feelings for you!’

Yan Chuyang wondered how many times would Wei Qing say that? He knew Wei Qing didn’t like him, but he didn’t have to keep repeating it in his ears.

Couldn’t Wei Qing see that Yan Chuyang liked him? !

Closing the bedroom door, Yan Chuyang collapsed on the bed weakly and thought, pulling the pillow over his head, ‘When will he stop hurting me?

Or, when will I give up completely?’

After the competition, Yan Chuyang began to focus on the intense revision for the final exam in college.

It was already mid-June, and the summer vacation was just a few days away. Since he had invested too much time into the competition and missed a lot of classes, he felt a little out of his depth as the final exam was coming.

At noon, Yan Chuyang went home with a bunch of class notes from his classmates.

In June, the weather had changed from the coolness of early spring to the muggy summer.

When he got home by bicycle, even if he was only wearing a T-shirt, Yan Chuyang still felt badly tanned.

“It’s too hot, it’s too hot!” The moment he entered the door, Yan Chuyang ran straight to the fridge to get ice cream. However, as he tried to open the fridge door, his hand was stopped.

“Hey?” Yan Chuyang turned his head, glared at Wei Qing next to him and ordered, “Get your hands off. I’m hot and I need ice cream!”

Wei Qing took Yan Chuyang’s hand away, closed the refrigerator door again and said calmly, “As far as I know, you’ve had a box of ice cream this morning, right?”

“Was that a box of ice cream this morning?” Yan Chuyang raised his voice and shouted, “It was just a small spoonful and I took it from you. How can you be so unreasonable?”

“I’m always unreasonable,” Wei Qing pulled Yan Chuyang’s hand over and wiped it with a towel soaked in cold water, saying, “The weather is turning hot continuously and I’m afraid of heat, so I should always have ice cream in the fridge. In other words, the ice cream is all mine, you can’t touch it.”

“But there’s still a bucket of ice cream in the fridge!” Yan Chuyang said, “I just want to eat a little, I won’t finish it all!”

“No way,” Wei Qing snorted and threw the towel onto the coffee table, saying, “Anyway, you can’t eat ice cream without my permission.”

With that, Wei Qing suddenly raised his hand and lifted Yan Chuyang’s T-shirt. He slipped in Yan Chuyang’s T-shirt, touched his slender waist and said with a frown,” Why aren’t you sweating in this hot weather?”

Yan Chuyang frozen and wondered how the topic had suddenly changed from ice cream to this. He was stunned for a moment and said, “I don’t know either. Maybe it’s my body itself, I used to be like this. Even if I was very hot, I would just sweat on my forehead.”

Wei Qing frowned and raised his hand to touch Yan Chuyang’s back. After confirming that Yan Chuyang wasn’t sweating, he sighed and said, “Sweating is a way of metabolism. If you don’t sweat all the time, your immunity will definitely be worse than others, and you will be more likely to catch a cold.”

“It’s not that serious,” Yan Chuyang shrugged and continued, “I’ve been like this for years, it doesn’t matter.”

Shaking his head unhappily, Wei Qing said, “You’re too careless. I think it has something to do with your stomach. When you are on your summer vacation, I’ll hand over my work and accompany you to the hospital for a good examination. A cold stomach is not a trivial thing.”

“Alas!” Yan Chuyang collapsed his shoulder helplessly and snorted, “If I have a cold stomach, I should eat more ice cream, so that I can fight fire with fire.”

“Don’t think about ice cream any more,” Wei Qing snorted coldly and said, “From tomorrow onwards, you must soak your feet in hot water, and take hot showers. If you dare to eat cold drinks like before again, I’ll punish you.”

As he spoke, the doorbell suddenly rang.

“Hello, express delivery.”

Wei Qing turned to Yan Chuyang, “Have you bought something online?”

“No,” Yan Chuyang rubbed his neck and said, “I’ve been so busy recently. How can I have time for online shopping?”

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, “Maybe it’s the result of your comic contest.”

Yan Chuyang straightened his shoulders nervously. Thinking for a while, he shook his head and said positively, “No. The result will be released the day after tomorrow. If it gets home, it should be two days later. How could it be so soon?”

Wei Qing didn’t say anything and turned to open the door.

“Hello,” the delivery man handed over a package and asked, “Are you Mr. Yan Chuyang?”

Wei Qing turned his head and shouted, “Yan Chuyang, it’s your package.”

Yan Chuyang was crouching furtively, trying to sneak a bite of ice cream when Wei Qing was signing for the delivery, but he did not expect the package was for himself. Before the spoon touched the bucket of the ice cream, he had to stand up dejectedly, turned around and mumbled, “How can it be mine? There must be some mistake. Who will send me an express for no reason?”

The delivery boy smiled awkwardly and repeated, “Are you Mr. Yan Chuyang?”

Yan Chuyang nodded, “I am.”

The delivery boy breathed a sigh of relief and handed the package over to him.

“Please sign it.”

Yan Chuyang turned around and looked at Wei Qing, saying, “Give me a pen.”

Wei Qing took out a pen from his shirt pocket and handed it to him.

After signing the name, the delivery boy left.

Examing the package for a while, Yan Chuyang looked at Wei Qing with confusion and asked, “Who do you think sent it to me?”

“Open it and take a look,” Wei Qing said, raising his eyebrows as he took the paper bag from Yan Chuyang’s hand, “May I open it?”

“Of course!” Yan Chuyang shrugged his shoulders and continued, “I have no secrets.”

Wei Qing smiled with satisfaction, reached out and rubbed Yan Chuyang’s soft hair, saying, “Good boy!”

Yan Chuyang snorted and shook Wei Qing’s hand away with a faint blush on his ears.

Wei Qing lowered his hand, tore open the express and pulled out an envelope.

“A letter?” Yan Chuyang grabbed the envelope and flipped through it. There was no signature on the envelope, only the words addressed to Yan Chuyang.

Yan Chuyang tore open the seal of the envelope and poured out a letter and a publicity picture of the landscape from it.