Three Years and Three Years - Chapter 11

Zhou Mushi didn’t know what had happened to him recently. After his nausea and vomiting symptoms improved a lot, he began to experience extreme and serious drowsiness.

He couldn’t wake up during the day and couldn’t fall asleep at night. To stay alert during the day, he had to rely on coffee to keep himself going.

He also had a strong desire to buy things, whenever it gets late at night, there is always a temptation to open Taobao and buy various things, whether they are necessary or not.

Although most of the time he manages to restrain the urge to buy things, he still felt frustrated when he didn’t buy anything and regretted it when he did. The cycle goes on and on, never stopping.

Even worse, Jin Yang has been coming back later and later recently, always looking exhausted. Despite being a young person, he looks burdened with the weariness and exhaustion of a middle-aged person.

Zhou Mushi knew that he was busy, and occasionally suggested to help him, but Jin Yang rejected all of them. Jin Yang always says that he is still a student and shouldn’t immerse himself in the business battlefield while he is still a student, otherwise he will age quickly.

Zhou Mushi sneered at Jin Yang’s words. After all, Jin Yang had started his own business in his sophomore and junior years. Why couldn’t he do the same?

At that time, Zhou Mushi was still too young and had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, so he naturally didn’t understand the value of money and the desire for it like children who grew up in poverty and orphanages like Jin Yang.

In the book “Xi Bao,” contemporary writer Yi Shu wrote: “What the most important thing in life is love, and a lot of it. Without love, money is good for nothing…”

This quote is a fitting description of Jin Yang.

However, Zhou Mushi was different. Money was just a pile of junk in his eyes. Ultimately, he had never truly experienced the despair of being in a hopeless situation.

He always has a way out. His parents used to be his way out, and now Jin Yang is his way out. If worse comes to worst, he can sell some of the luxury goods he bought before and live an ordinary life on his own.

Zhou Mushi was attracted to Jin Yang, not only because of his good looks, but also because he saw love in him.

This happened when he mistakenly got into the wrong car with Lin Shucheng and Zhou Hang to go to a dinner gathering. As a result, he saw Jin Yang in front of the orphanage, gently stroking the head of a child.

Compared to seeing Jin Yang give a speech as an outstanding graduate at the freshman opening ceremony, this was much more dazzling to him.

The warm sunshine, the sweet scent of osmanthus in the breeze, and the man in a white shirt with eyes full of affection were the most beautiful picture he had ever seen.

To be sentimental, it was the tenderness in Jin Yang’s eyes when he looked up that made Zhou Mushi’s world bloom with flowers in just a moment. He could never forget it in his life.

He was counting the days, tomorrow was their third anniversary, and he wanted to celebrate it. Jin Yang had celebrated it for the past two years, but he was so busy this year that Zhou Mushi felt it was his turn to prepare a surprise for him.

Zhou Mushi was someone who enjoyed romantic moments, but he was not good at creating it himself. So, he turned to the all-knowing Baidu and learned some tricks from the internet.

He first went to Taobao to purchase some small items that could make his home feel warm and cozy – scented candles, candlesticks, a beautiful tablecloth, and of course, roses were a must-have. He also bought a bottle of good wine and, well… to celebrate this special day, he decided to get a custom-made small whip, handcuffs, and low temperature candles were also not a bad choice.

With a red face and a slight sense of shame, Zhou Mushi secretly placed an order and sneaked around to check for deliveries every day while Jin Yang was away. He quietly hid the items in the storage room, feeling both excited and nervous in his heart, anxiously waiting for the day to come.