Lonely Rock: Love Songs Dedicated to the Stars

The main course is three large pieces of venison.

The owner came over personally and told the two men about his frequent hunting trips, which explained the freshness of the venison. Today's venison was from Ezo deer he had sourced in Hokkaido.

He seemed quite satisfied with the venison; Yuzhen and Xingge also thought it was delicious after trying it.

The desserts were rather ordinary. However, at 20,000 yen per person, the two of them felt that the overall dining experience was quite good.

"As expected, it still feels a bit expensive." Xingge was still looking at the bill in her hand as she walked with Youzhen. She had never been so extravagant before.

As Yuzhen passed through a small alley, she grabbed Yuzhen's hand and pulled her inside, then placed her hand behind Yuzhen's head and pressed her against the wall.

The alley was dark, but the two were very close. Xingge could see him clearly, and she felt that she could feel Youzhen's breathing.

Without saying a word, Yuma kissed her and then took the opportunity to snatch the bill from her hand.

"sorry."

After Yuma released Hoshika, she lowered her head and uttered an apology.

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Yuzhen asked with a slight smile, looking at the shy Xingge in front of her. "I was the one who pulled you in here and kissed you without saying anything."

"Because I've been thinking about other things." Xingge kept her head down, feeling her face burning. "It's Valentine's Day, and you even booked such a nice restaurant in advance, but I've been thinking about these things. Even you would have lost interest by now, right?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't receive a reply from Yuuma. Hoshika looked up, wanting to see what expression Yuuma had on her face.

Cars came and went on the road, their headlights streaming into the alley, allowing her to see the expression on the person's face. There was no blame; he seemed to be suppressing a laugh.

Are you trying to make fun of me?

"Honestly, it was so hard for me to hold back."

Yuma couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Xingge turned her head away in a huff.

"I'm not making fun of you. I'm just happy because I felt Xingge's concern for me." Youzhen pinched her chin, making her turn to look at her. "Only Xingge would think like this. You care about my feelings. Thank you."

“I…I just…I just feel…” Xingge’s eyes darted around.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Seeing that she couldn't come up with any reason, Yuzhen raised her hands to surrender. "In the future, I will discuss these things with my wife in advance."

"Don't call me that in public."

When Xingge heard him address her, she subconsciously looked outside the alley, hoping no one had heard her. It was too embarrassing; she hadn't gotten used to being addressed like that yet.

"Is it okay to do it at home?"

“At home…” Xingge hesitated for a moment, “Well… anyway, I can’t control your mouth…”

"Then let's hurry home!" Yuzhen suddenly grabbed her hand. "I suddenly want to get home quickly."

Chapter 121 Don't let them hear it

Xingge was pulled back home by Youzhen. The two of them changed their shoes in the entryway and saw Liang lying on the sofa playing on her phone as soon as they entered the living room.

Why are you here?

Xingge kicked the sofa twice, and Liang sat up on her own, making room for the two of them.

"When I got home, I found no one there. My parents seemed to have gone out to play." Liang turned off his phone and explained, "I had no money for food, so I had no choice but to come to Hongxia."

Hongxia had just finished showering and came out of the bathroom when she saw Yuzhen and Xingka return.

"Why are you two back, brother and sister?" she asked, looking at them. "I thought you two would be staying out today."

"Why do we both have to stay home and not go back?" Yuma looked at Hongxia helplessly. "Is Ryo staying here tonight? Is she sleeping in the guest room?"

“Let’s sleep together tonight and talk about the band.”

"Don't chat too late, you have school tomorrow," Yuzhen said, glancing at the two of them.

"I understand, brother, don't worry." Hongxia said, pulling Liang back to their room.

"I'm going to take a shower too." Xingge had just stood up when Youzhen grabbed her wrist.

Yuzhen stood up and leaned close to her, whispering in her ear, "Let's shower together."

"What!?" Xingge removed Youzhen's grinning hand from her wrist. "What are you talking about?"

“We know each other very well, what’s wrong with taking a shower together?” Yuzhen said, raising an eyebrow at her. “What? Are you shy now? How innocent.”

"You!" Xingge was provoked by his sarcastic tone. "Fine, let's go together then. Hurry up and finish washing up, then go to sleep."

"Let's go then."

Yuzhen put her arm around Xingge's shoulder and headed towards the bathroom.

……

This was truly an unforgettable memory for Xingge.

She is sitting in the bathtub with Yuuma, and she is leaning against Yuuma's chest, being held by him.

"Taking a bath is so relaxing." Yu was truly enjoying this hard-won moment. "Does Xingge want to apply shower gel? I can help you."

"I can do it myself."

Xingge left the bathtub, took some shower gel from the shelf in the bathroom, and applied it to her body.

She glanced back and found Yuzhen staring at her.

Why are you staring at me?

"Ah, it's nothing. I'm just a little envious," Yuma replied, snapping out of her reverie.

"What are you envious of?" Xingge sat on the stool and looked at him, not understanding what Youzhen meant by envying.

"I envy shower gel," Yuzhen said, looking at Xingge covered in it. "I envy it because it can flow all over every part of Xingge's body."

"You're a real freak!"

"What does it matter? He's only a pervert to you anyway." Yuzhen looked at her indifferently. "Speaking of which, keep your voice down. Ryo and Hongxia are both sleeping. Don't let them hear you."

Xingge then realized that there were more than just the two of them at home. Hongxia was alright; she was probably used to it by now. But if Liang overheard them, that guy would definitely say something strange.

Xingge rinsed herself clean, picked up a towel to dry herself, and prepared to leave the bathroom.

But Yuma came out of the bathtub and pulled her into his arms: "Don't rush off, stay with me a little longer, okay?"

"The ground is slippery, be careful." Xingge had just gotten up from his arms when she slipped and was caught again. "What exactly do you want?"

"uh-huh."

“You don’t mean to…” Xingge understood what he was thinking. “Wait, we can’t do that in the bathroom, it’s too slippery.”

Yuzhen knew the floor was slippery, so he picked up Xingge and put her back into the bathtub, then he got in himself.

The water in the bathtub was still warm, and he pressed down on Xingge's shoulder.

After a while, Xingge sat in the bathtub with her legs draped over Youzhen's shoulders and her arms out of the water to support herself on the edge of the tub.

Yuma stopped for a moment, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear:

"Don't make too much noise. Hongxia and Liangke are both at home, don't let them hear us."

"You bastard..."

……

"It's all your fault! You wasted so much time."

After taking their second shower, Hoshika and Yuma dried themselves off, changed into their pajamas, left the bathroom, and returned to their room.

"I didn't expect it to take so long," Yuuma said, sitting on the bed. "But it was definitely a different experience. How did Hoshika feel?"

"Hmph, it's just so-so."

Xingge was fiddling with something at her desk, and her body blocked Youzhen's view, so Youzhen couldn't see her.

"But Xingge called my name quite loudly just now. If I hadn't covered your mouth in time..." Youzhen hadn't finished speaking when Xingge turned around and glared at him fiercely, her face flushed. He quickly stopped talking. "Okay, I won't say anymore. I'm tired. Time to sleep."

"You're such a pervert." Xingge walked to the bedside, but instead of getting on, she shook Youzhen, who had her eyes closed. "Don't sleep yet, I still have things to do."

"Do you want to continue?"

"What are you thinking about!" Xingge blushed, slapped his leg, and then took out a photo album: "I'm talking about this."

Yuzhen sat up on the bed and took the photo album from her hand. Xingge also sat on the bed and leaned against him.

They opened the photo album together, which was full of pictures of the two of them.

Yuma saw many memories from the past: high school sports meet, school festival, school trip, graduation ceremony, their trip together, and all the photos that Hoshika had taken back then were here.

There are also photos taken recently: photos of them together in the exhibition hall, photos taken at the beach, photos of Yuzhen with her head down arranging bills behind the counter of an izakaya, and photos that Xingge secretly took of Yuzhen while she was sleeping at night.

"You took so many photos." Yuma looked at the photos and couldn't help but smile. "It feels like these things happened just yesterday. Time flies."

"I didn't realize I'd been through so much." Xingge hadn't expected to have taken so many photos; she only discovered it a couple of days ago when she was developing them.

This album is quite large; so many photos only fill half of it, the other half is still empty.

“We’ll definitely be able to fill this album eventually.” Yuzhen hugged Xingge tightly. “Thank you for the gift. I had a very happy Valentine’s Day.”

"I... feel okay."

"You're not being honest again."

"Stop nagging! Go to sleep."

……

Yuzhen fell asleep quickly. Xingge was held in his arms, her eyes closed, but she just couldn't fall asleep.

She was clearly exhausted, and her body was telling her she was tired, but she just couldn't fall asleep.

She looked at Yuzhen's sleeping face, then took out her phone, opened the camera, and quickly took a screenshot.

After doing all that, she put down her phone and snuggled closer to Youzhen's arms: "Goodnight..."

She closed her eyes and thought for a moment. Since no one could hear her anyway, she finished the sentence: "Goodnight...darling..."

After she finished speaking, she buried her face in the blanket again; such words were still too shameful for her.

Chapter 122 Performance Invitation