Source of Calamity CH 049 How Will You Compensate?

The temperature in the study room was not high, but Shen Zhen still felt like he was being roasted on the fire. Every minute was torture. His cheeks were getting redder, and the tip of his nose was full of Qin Xing’s scent, Qin Xing’s breathing filled his ears, and he could even feel his heart beating faster and faster.

This was not a good sign.

Qin Xing’s voice was low and ambiguous, and the hot air he exhaled was like scalding flames when he spoke. His chin rested on the top of Shen Zhen’s head, and with one arm around Shen Zhen’s shoulder, he whispered: “Uncle will always pay attention to those who make Xiao Zhen sad.”

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Shen Zhen felt like he was drunk at this time, and he even felt a little dizzy.

“Xiao Zhen wronged Uncle.” Qin Xing suddenly grabbed Shen Zhen’s hand. Qin Xing’s palm was dry and warm, but Shen Zhen’s hand was pale and cold. When Qin Xing held his hand, Shen Zhen couldn’t help but to take a deep breath.

Everyone yearned for warmth, but warmth was never within reach.

Qin Xing smiled lowly: “How will you compensate?”

Shen Zhen raised his head and looked at Qin Xing’s eyes in a daze. There were deeper things in them that Shen Zhen couldn’t understand. His ability to reason was like a broken clock, which finally stopped at this moment.

Unknowingly, Qin Xing came closer and closer, but Shen Zhen didn’t move at all. It was as if someone had cast a fixing spell on him, and even his fingers wouldn’t listen to his commands.

Until a warm feeling landed on Shen Zhen’s cheek, and intantly Shen Zhen burned into a ball of fire.

He could feel the temperature of Qin Xing’s lips, which were different from his palms. Qin Xing’s lips were slightly cool. The kiss was understated like a gust of wind blowing gently, but at the same time it was so obvious that Shen Zhen could even outline the shape of Qin Xing’s lips.

Qin Xing’s lips were thin, but well-shaped. Shen Zhen froze in Qin Xing’s arms, motionless, like a puppet.

“I, I, I’ll go back to rest first.” Suddenly Shen Zhen broke free from Qin Xing’s embrace, he stood up, stared at the floor at a loss and then quickly left the study after leaving these words behind.

The moment he closed the study door, Shen Zhen felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

It shouldn’t, it shouldn’t be like this, and it shouldn’t have happened.

If…..If Qin Xing was interested in him, then what about in his previous life?

Even if he made different choices in his previous life than in this life, his soul was the same, so what was the difference?

Or was it a moment of impulse from Qin Xing?

Shen Zhen felt that his brain was in a state of confusion, and he urgently needed to be alone to think quietly.

When he got on the motorcycle, the temperature on Shen Zhen’s face had dropped, and he looked paler than before.

He felt fear, hesitation and confusion, each emotion unsettling him.

Qin Xing was still sitting on the sofa. He didn’t make any move, and he didn’t chase after Shen Zhen. He still had a smile on his face, licking his lips lightly with the tip of his tongue. He seemed to be at ease and not worried at all.

Looking at the direction where Shen Zhen left, Qin Xing smiled lightly and said, “I’ve been waiting for so many years, so how could I not even have this patience?”

All the memories of the past were slowly recovering.

After returning home, Shen Zhen soaked himself in the tub, his cold skin warmed up, and his stiff limbs gradually stretched out.

Mama Zhang was not at home, probably having gone to pick up her son. Shen Zhen submerged the lower half of his face underwater, thinking calmly.

Perhaps it was a kiss from an elder to a younger generation. After all, the kiss was on the cheek, not the lips, so it shouldn’t have too much meaning.

But Shen Zhen knew that he was decieving himself.

He looked at his hand, which seemed to still have Qin Xing’s body temperature.

Shen Zhen raised his head and looked at the chandelier above his head. Qin Xing was gentle and considerate, powerful and aggressive. Anyone with a sexual orientation towards males would be attracted to him, but this should not include himself.

Shen Zhen had suffered enough emotional losses.

In his previous life, he couldn’t even handle Qin Yue, let alone Qin Xing.

Shen Zhen stepped out of the bathtub and took the towel beside him to wipe off the water drops on his body. Feelings were unreliable, only power was reliable. If he was always weak, then it would be no different from his previous life. Qin Yue could betray him, and so could Qin Xing, but he could do nothing but resent.

Only when you become stronger could you control your own life, and when the other party wanted to leave, you could use reality to let them understand the price of leaving you.

If one day, he would really be with Qin Xing.

That must also be when he had the ability to control his own future.

Not now.

After putting on the bathrobe, Shen Zhen stepped out of the bathroom, but the front door opened just at this moment, and Mama Zhang led a young man inside.

Shen Zhen’s hair was still wet, and it was combed by Shen Zhen to the back of his head, revealing his facial features and forehead. The bathrobe was gaping slightly open, and Shen Zhen’s chest was in contact with the air. He was 1.8 meters tall, thin and long-legged. At this moment, he was looking at Mama Zhang and her son.

Mama Zhang said somewhat restrainedly: “Young Master Shen, this is my son, Han Lang.”

She tugged on her son’s clothes: “Xiao Lang, say hello.”

Han Lang, who had just entered college, was wearing a baseball uniform. He was about 1.88 meters tall, with a strong figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was a handsome young man, like a young oxen, sunny and outgoing.

Han Lang greeted somewhat reluctantly: “Young Master Shen.”

Then he muttered in a low voice: “What era is it now, this appellant is still the same as in the old society.”

Mama Zhang smiled awkwardly at Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen didn’t care too much: “Just call me Brother Shen.”

This time Han Lang was very decisive: “Brother Shen.”

“I’m going back to my room to rest first.” Shen Zhen said to Mama Zhang, “I’ll get up at six tomorrow morning.”

Mama Zhang quickly responded.

After Shen Zhen returned to his room, Mama Zhang said to Han Lang: “Sit down for a while, Mama will make you a snack.”

Han Lang sat on the sofa and felt a little uncomfortable. Unlike Mama Zhang who had been staying in the Qin family, Han Lang lived in other people’s homes since he was a child. Other than reaching out to his wife for money, his dad did not know anything else, nor did he care about his son.

Both his grandpa and grandma lived in the countryside. When he was a child, he lived with his grandparents. When he grew up, he went to the city and lived in other people’s homes.

Living with a host family meant living under someone else’s roof. He only dared to look at the toys that other people’s children have, but dare not say that he wanted it as well.

Other people’s children have pocket money, but he never got any from his uncles and aunts——they all said his family only gave them living expenses.

This situation lasted until the end of the college entrance examination, and he got into the best university in the province, and only then did he leave his host family.

Then his mom appeared.

Although Han Lang didn’t hate his own mother, if one wanted to talk about being close, he couldn’t really say so without lying to himself.

But he knew that his mother was more reliable than his father.

“Let’s eat wonton.” Mama Zhang said, “There are some in the refrigerator. I’ll make you twenty?”

Han Lang swallowed, “Okay.”

He looked at this apartment. This apartment was like one that only rich people live in in TV dramas. With huge floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the night view of the entire city. The interior decoration was full of a modern air, simple and elegant, and so clean as if no one lived here. Even the sofa under his buttocks was incredibly soft.

While eating wonton, Han Lang asked Mama Zhang: “Mom, me living here, Brother Shen really has no objection?”

Mama Zhang said while washing the pot, “Young Master Shen is a very good person, he was the one to ask me to bring you over.”

Mama Zhang had a smile on her face.

Although she called him Young Master Shen, in her heart, she regarded Shen Zhen as her own child.

“Why?” Han Lang asked strangely.

 Mama Zhang smiled and didn’t speak.

Because in Young Master Shen’s heart, she, a servant, actually occupied a place.

Many relationships depend on the accumulation of time, and people’s feelings are always mutual.

Mama Zhang said: “That’s your room, I’ve made up the bed for you, and I’ll accompany you to school tomorrow to arrange your commuter student status.”

Han Lang nodded: “Okay.”

He also wanted to live with his own mother. He had never lived with his mother before, so he didn’t know what it was like to be with one’s mother.

At six o’clock the next morning, Shen Zhen was woken up by the alarm clock. He didn’t sleep well all night. He tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about Qin Xing. When he closed his eyes, he could only see Qin Xing’s face. He didn’t fall asleep until three or four in the morning. But now being woken up by the alarm clock, Shen Zhen couldn’t fall asleep again.

“Young Master Shen, it’s time to eat.” Mama Zhang’s voice came from outside the door.

Shen Zhen: “Coming.”

He put on his pajamas, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then walked to the living room. Han Lang was already sitting at the dining table, and Mama Zhang was carrying over dishes from the kitchen.

The breakfast was peanut porridge with deep-fried dough sticks and steamed buns, all made by Mama Zhang herself, clean and hygienic, and delicious.

Shen Zhen didn’t have the energy to talk to Han Lang yesterday, and now that his mood had stabilized, he asked, “When did Xiao Lang come to the city?”

Han Lang quickly replied, “In August, I came early before school starts.”

Shen Zhen: “What is your major?”

Han Lang said with some embarrassment: “Software engineering, I want to make games in the future.”

The game industry was a rising industry. It had risen rapidly in recent years, but there were actually not many games released in China. The largest number of registrations and popularity belonged to a few leading foreign companies, which almost monopolize half of the global market.

Most of the domestic game companies were small businesses, and very few could make it to the top.

Those who could develop their market abroad were even pitifully less.

Shen Zhen said to Han Lang, “Not bad, it has a bright future.”

Han Lang grinned.

When he applied for this major, the relatives around him persuaded him to go to a teaching school, and then be a teacher in the future, as this job would be relatively stable, or he could take the civil service exam after graduation and get a guaranteed government job. Many people had prejudice against the game industry.

When Han Lang told Mama Zhang, he thought that Mama Zhang would also scold him, but Mama Zhang said, “Ah…..I don’t understand this, I’ll ask Young Master Shen.”

She didn’t understand, so she asked, but for many people even if they didn’t understand, they could say straightforwardly: “This kind of industry is not anything proper, and playing games is to negatively influence other people’s children, and you will meet with bad luck in the future.”

“Brother Shen.” Han Lang asked cautiously, “What do you think of the game industry? That is…..will it have a bad influence on children?”

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Shen Zhen looked at Han Lang strangely: “Anything can be bad, if you don’t know restraint and control. For example, you will get obese if you eat too much meat.”

Han Lang slapped his thigh with his hand and exclaimed: “Brother Shen is right.”

Shen Zhen: “…..” Why so excited? Wasn’t this the truth that everyone knew?

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