Male Sing and His Pet Owner: Chapter 62

Late at night, Zhao Kaile buried his head under the quilt, forcing himself to close his eyes and fall asleep, but clearly, it was completely ineffective.

Zhao Kaiming sent countless messages asking what happened, but he had no mind to look at any of them. He only perfunctorily made up a reason to reply, then rolled back and forth on the bed, rolling for a long time without falling asleep.

Countless people were waiting for the New Year’s bell to ring. This city had gained one more insomniac.

Zhao Kaile put on his pajamas, got out of bed, walked to the window, reached out to open it, letting the cold wind blow in a bit, hissing as he sucked in two breaths of cold air.

He still couldn’t quite figure it out. How did Zhan Hang suddenly kiss him out of nowhere?

Did he mistake him for someone else? An ex girlfriend or first love or something?

He stood in the cold wind, took out his phone, and searched for Zhan Hang’s romantic history. He didn’t find any useful information, only some clickbait reports about rumors between him and female stars like Zhang Wenqian and Yao Miner.

How could this be…

Thunder rolled through Zhao Kaile’s mind, he held his head and silently screamed: Impossible!! Hang ge even rejects fanservice! How could he actively kiss a man!! There must be some misunderstanding!!!

He was streaming tears and in unbearable pain, half dead hanging by the window, like a wind dried salted fish. If at this moment some enthusiastic night jogger passed by and saw this bizarre scene, they would definitely be scared out of their wits and call the police on the spot.

Of course, there couldn’t be any passersby. The only one who witnessed everything was Zhan Hang.

Zhan Hang’s consciousness was hazy. He only knew he had done something impulsive. After lying stiffly in bed for a long time, he decided to open the window for ventilation, to dissipate his drunkenness. Unexpectedly, when he looked down, he saw Zhao Kaile trying to climb out the window to seek death.

Seeing this, a buzzing sound went off in his brain. All the alcohol dispersed clean, and he shouted anxiously: “Zhao Kaile! What are you doing!”

The shout slowly echoed, echoed… in the empty space.

Zhao Kaile was startled by this abrupt shout, reflexively looking up at him, mouth open, unable to speak for a long time.

Zhan Hang said angrily: “Stay there and don’t move! Wait for me to come over!”

A moment later, the two were tugging at the door of Zhao Kaile’s room.

Zhao Kaile blocked the door, not letting him in, trying hard to explain: “I really wasn’t trying to jump down!”

“You opened the window in the middle of the night, with half your body hanging outside, what were you trying to do??” Zhan Hang was in disbelief: “Wasn’t it just one kiss? Was it necessary to seek a short life? Are you a man or not??”

Zhao Kaile retorted red faced: “When did I seek a short life! I just wanted to catch some wind!”

Zhan Hang: “Then why won’t you let me in? Hmm? Afraid I’ll stop you? Speak! Why aren’t you speaking!”

“……..” Zhao Kaile took several deep breaths, and asked the most difficult question in his heart with earth shattering force: “Why did you kiss me!”

This time it was Zhan Hang’s turn to be speechless.

The two were silent for a while.

Zhan Hang said: “Sorry.”

Zhao Kaile pressed against the door, his whole body still trembling slightly from a strange and intense emotion, his heart beating wildly out of control.

He also didn’t know what response he should give, but he couldn’t just casually have Zhan Hang say one sorry and him say one it’s fine, and let this matter be brushed aside, right??

“I……..I mistook you for someone else.” Zhan Hang said slowly: “You understand, when men drink alcohol, they’re basically in a state of unclear consciousness.”

Zhao Kaile asked: “Mistook me for who?”

Zhan Hang reacted quickly: “You don’t know them, why ask.”

“…….” Zhao Kaile made a suppressed sound of agreement, thinking to himself that he had inexplicably been a stand in for someone once, and he couldn’t even ask about it.

Zhan Hang thought about it, deliberately switching to a carefree tone: “Why is your reaction so big? First kiss?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kaile was instantly embarrassed and angry: “What’s it to you!”

It really was.

Zhan Hang wanted to laugh but didn’t dare, afraid of stimulating him further.

Zhao Kaile could imagine Zhan Hang’s seemingly mocking expression even through the door, and became even more furious.

“Don’t be angry anymore. At worst, I’ll let you kiss me back. I’ll suffer a bit of loss.” Zhan Hang leaned against the door, speaking shamelessly: “At least I’m a third tier male star. Do you know how many of my fans wouldn’t even dare dream of this kind of content?”

Zhao Kaile thought about it and it did seem to be true, but for some reason he still felt a bit uncomfortable.

He said: “……..I’m not angry. I don’t mind, we’re both men, it’s fine.”

Zhan Hang was a bit helpless: “Then why won’t you open the door? Still afraid I’ll catch you and kiss you?”

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, then Zhao Kaile opened the door.

Zhan Hang raised an eyebrow at him, finally believing he had no intention of seeking a short life.

Zhao Kaile’s face was still a bit red, but his heart wasn’t beating as fast as before. He hesitated and said: “You should still not drink so much in the future. Your alcohol tolerance is too bad, the things you say and do are very strange.”

“What else did I do before?” Zhan Hang had a blank face: “I only remember I kissed someone, then fell asleep in a daze… thinking about it, there’s only the two of us in this house, so it should have been you.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kaile looked at him suspiciously.

Zhan Hang looked back even more blankly, continuing: “I got up, was just about to open the window for ventilation, and saw you hanging there… the alcohol was scared right out of me.”

Zhao Kaile blinked a few times, suddenly understanding, thinking oh… so that’s how it was.

He really had blacked out, didn’t remember anything.

“Nothing.” Zhao Kaile had a relaxed face, changing his tune, saying magnanimously: “Just be more careful next time.”

At the same time, Zhan Hang also wiped away a sweat in his heart. He himself hadn’t expected that he could muddle through like this.

The next moment, the New Year’s bell rang. Countless fireworks rose into the sky, then exploded with bangs, brilliant colors briefly covering most of the pitch black night sky.

Zhao Kaile hurriedly said: “Happy New Year!”

Zhan Hang lowered his head to look at him, unable to help laughing: “Happy New Year.”

Zhao Kaile was wearing the currently popular internet influencer dinosaur pajamas. His hair had been blown messy by the wind and hadn’t been tidied yet, looking both comical and pitiful. Zhan Hang was about to reach out to help him tidy it, but Zhao Kaile took a step back first to close the door, so he could only withdraw his hand, pretending nothing happened.

“Good night!” Zhao Kaile said.

Zhan Hang made a sound of agreement: “Good night.”

The door closed again. Zhan Hang restrained all expression, wanting to punch himself, thinking what kind of messy nonsense is this!

The next day, Zhao Kaile got up very early, because it was snowing outside again.

The New Year’s snow was falling heavier than ever before, the accumulation deeper than before. Zhao Kaile, like all southerners who rarely see heavy snow, found everything fresh no matter how he looked at it, and rushed impatiently into the lawn to build a snowman.

Zhan Hang got up yawning, and when he went downstairs, hot milk and various soft breads were already laid out on the table.

He sat in the dining room watching current affairs news, and with one lift of his eyes could see through the floor to ceiling window Zhao Kaile alone in the snow, whooping as he ran over and whooping as he ran back, not knowing what he was happy about.

After an hour, he had probably played enough, his nose tip and cheeks frozen red, before reluctantly coming inside. His shoes were soaked with melted snow, and he squatted at the door changing shoes.

Zhan Hang passed by the doorway, deliberately coughing.

Zhao Kaile hurriedly looked up, greeting him in a very good mood: “Hang ge, you’re up.”

“Mm.” Zhan Hang asked knowingly: “What were you doing?”

Zhao Kaile said: “It’s snowing! Such heavy snow! Go outside and look!”

Zhan Hang sat down slowly on the sofa, saying lightly: “Making a fuss over nothing.”

“Aren’t you also a southerner?” Zhao Kaile finished changing shoes, looking at him in surprise: “Aren’t you surprised?”

Zhan Hang propped his chin and said: “My hometown is in the north. I lived there for a while as a child, and only came here in middle school.”

Zhao Kaile nodded thoughtfully.

Zhan Hang had originally been afraid that Zhao Kaile would still be somewhat bothered by last night’s matter in his heart, and that meeting would be awkward. But now it seemed that matter’s impact on him was basically zero.

This kid really can take things up and put them down… Zhan Hang thought with a bit of discomfort.

Zhao Kaile took out his phone and flipped through messages: “Sister Li said the time with RA is set, tomorrow morning at ten, at the RA building…”

“You just contact the driver.” Zhan Hang said with a bored face.

Zhao Kaile muttered to himself for a moment, then said: “Okay, let me see what you’ll wear tomorrow.”

Zhan Hang continued to observe him out of the corner of his eye, even more certain of his conclusion. Zhao Kaile’s reaction was truly too normal.

However, Zhao Kaile couldn’t detect his inner storm at all, and even asked for the whole afternoon off to visit his lonely older brother.

Zhao Kaiming was charging internet fees for customers. Hearing his brother’s voice, he thought he was hallucinating, and looked around suspiciously for a while. Zhao Kaile waved at him from the small glass window behind him, laughing haha: “Over here!”

A moment later, after a batch of customers dispersed, the two brothers sat by the cash register settling last night’s old accounts.

Zhao Kaiming said angrily: “How could you hang up on your brother’s phone call?!”

“It was an emergency.” Zhao Kaile casually made up a lie: “Hang ge drank too much, came in stumbling around, and ended up falling. Of course I had to help him up.”

Zhao Kaiming tapped him with his finger, frowning: “You’re lying, Zhao Kaile. Don’t you know that when you make up stories, you keep pinching your own fingers?”

Zhao Kaile: “…….”

He stuffed his hands into his pockets, lowered his head and said: “Anyway, something suddenly came up.”

Zhao Kaiming: “What kind of matter is it that even your brother can’t know? Could he have messed with you while drunk?”

Zhao Kaile: “…………..”

Zhao Kaiming saw him not speaking, and was instantly so shocked his hairs were about to stand up: “Zhao Kaile? Don’t scare me!”

“No.” Zhao Kaile frowned: “Stop guessing randomly. I finally got time off to come out, why are we talking about this nonsense.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kaiming let out a long breath, half closing his eyes, covering his heart, unable to speak for a long time.

Zhao Kaile bumped him with his knee, asking: “How are things with that, Jin Mengjie?”

Hearing this name, Zhao Kaiming finally briefly recovered his vitality, and with a mysterious face took out his phone, scrolled to his chat interface with Jin Mengjie, and handed it to him: “Brother will show you, what is called textbook level flirting technique…”

Author’s note:
One dares to make it up, one dares to believe it.