Unspoken Word of Honor [WenZhou Fanfiction]

Chapter 8 - Since that's the case ...

Wen Kexing nailing Zhou Zishu on the bed ... is what Zhang Chengling saw the moment he returns. Whenever he returned from somewhere, near or far, he would come in to check whether his shishu has woken up or not. This is something he has been doing for the past few years until now.

Well, the first feeling that comes to Zhang Chengling's mind is to be happy that the sleeping beauty, Wen Kexing, is finally awake and seems to be in good health, considering that he can pin another healthy person beneath him.

Then comes the second part which Zhang Chengling does not know on how he should feel or act upon it ... why is the position or rather ... the action seems kind of off?

'Or ... could it be ... no! That can't be ... impossible! ... Are they really ...!!??' Chengling's mind is in chaos as he thinks of the possibility for the cause of the current situation.

(A/N: Did Chengling notice their love affair?)

Zhou Zishu can see the confusion that flits through the little Zhang Chengling's eyes; thus, he speaks up to clear some things, "Chengling ... it's not what you think."

"How can it not!?! It's so obvious!!!!" Zhang Chengling argues back.

"Chengling, calm down." Zhou Zishu tries again.

"No, this is too much!!" Zhang Chengling is not listening and believes in his own judgement. "How can you start fighting the moment Shishu woke up!?!?!"

"............." Zhou Zishu is speechless but the thought in his mind is 'this dummy ... I should be glad that he can only come up with such excuse so that I don't need to think of one.'

"............." Wen Kexing is also speechless, and his thoughts are 'it's been few years and he's still the same little boy with questionable intelligence ... I should praise him for his consistent character.'

When the director has spoken, the best male lead must act accordingly.

"Cough, cough, cough ..." Wen KeXing lightly coughs then flops down directly onto Zhou Zishu as if all strength has left his limps. "Just one move to counter you, I have used all strength."

"Shishu!" Zhang Chengling hurries to the side of the bed and help Wen KeXing sits up. The boy's concern is truly overwhelming to the point that Wen KeXing feels like he has become a fragile glass doll who will crack by a slight breeze and break by a light touch. Such feeling is very novel for him who has fend for himself for most part of his life.

On the contrary, Zhou Zishu remains flat on the bed like a salted fish. What can he possibly do at this point? One brat blindly accused him, and the other shameless man acts in compliance to the script. So, he has become the bad villain bullying the weak.

Even after a while, Zhou Zishu refuses to get up. Hence, Wen KeXing indirectly shoos the little lad away with a single word of hungry. Once the room returns to the originally two people, Wen KeXing goes back to straddling the salted man lying motionless on the bed.

"Aiya, is my ah-Xu angry?" Wen KeXing teases as he dips his head down and using the tip of his nose the trace along Zhou Zishu's jawline.

"Angry about what?" Zhou Zishu is indeed not angry. However, he cannot seem to understand the functioning of Zhang Chengling's brain circuit.

"Well, you were accused of being the bully despite being bottom." Wen KeXing seems to have read the question out of Zhou Zishu's mind while snuggling into the other's neckline.

Since that's the case ... Zhou Zishu flips them around and becomes the one straddling Wen KeXing which happens to be the exact moment that Zhang Chengling returns with 2 bowls of porridge: one for shifu and one for shishu.