Chapter 37: Hang Him Up

Shen Zhoudu froze.

His hands were tied together. He failed to break free, and because the person in front of him had tugged on him, the pain made him frown.

Meng Weiyu liked talking nonsense, but he also liked making sure that once a word was spoken, even four horses could not drag it back. He pulled on the rope in his hand and prepared to get off the sofa, seemingly putting his words into action and truly intending to hang Shen Zhoudu up on the balcony.

Shen Zhoudu looked at Meng Weiyu’s determined back and thought for a moment. Taking advantage of the fact that Meng Weiyu had not fully stood up yet, he stretched his arm toward him and grabbed the back of his collar with the palm that could still move freely.

Meng Weiyu instinctively turned his head.

Shen Zhoudu pulled him down hard, directly pressing him back onto the sofa.

Before Meng Weiyu could stand firmly, a force pressed down on his shoulder. Meng Weiyu tried hard to walk forward and break free from Shen Zhoudu’s control, but the reality was that he did not manage to resist at all and directly sat back down on the sofa. In order to continue restraining Shen Zhoudu, when he fell back onto the sofa, he wrapped the rope in his hand around his palm twice.

Just as he planned to keep going and drag Shen Zhoudu out, a shadow suddenly fell over his head.

Meng Weiyu looked up in disbelief.

Because of Meng Weiyu’s way of tying him, Shen Zhoudu’s wrists were bound together, but his palms could still move normally. Ignoring the pain from his wrists, Shen Zhoudu pressed both hands against the top of the sofa. Then, with one step of his long leg, he crossed directly from behind the sofa into the sofa area.

“Wah.”

Shen Zhoudu used a vaulting motion, stepping with one foot beside Meng Weiyu’s body and turning his body sideways to flip over. Meng Weiyu was worried that he would be stepped on or crushed, so he wanted to run away, but the two of them were connected by the rope. The rope was not that long. Once Shen Zhoudu pressed most of it down, there was no way for Meng Weiyu to pull away.

A rope had two ends. It restrained not one person, but two.

Meng Weiyu stepped on the sofa with both feet and quickly moved his body backward, reaching the edge of the sofa and dodging Shen Zhoudu’s body.

Shen Zhoudu completely flipped in from the back of the sofa. Half-crouching, he crawled toward Meng Weiyu in an intimidating manner.

Meng Weiyu wanted to retreat a little more, but he had already reached the end.

Shen Zhoudu was already in front of him, looking at him with an assessing gaze.

Meng Weiyu shrank his neck, wanting to hide himself in a crack.

“What… were you thinking?” Even if Meng Weiyu tied his wrists, that did not mean he had completely lost the ability to resist.

Meng Weiyu showed an expression that was hard to describe.

Shen Zhoudu used his foot to press down on his body. He understood Meng Weiyu’s personality far too well. He absolutely could not be deceived by Meng Weiyu’s temporary dejection and think he had already thrown down his weapons and surrendered. Otherwise, it would only bring more trouble.

After making sure Meng Weiyu would not be able to break free from his suppression for the time being, Shen Zhoudu slowly shoved his bound wrists into Meng Weiyu’s face and said, “Untie me. It hurts. I told you not to tie it so tightly.”

Meng Weiyu swatted his hand away.

“Hm?” Shen Zhoudu urged him.

“Then…” Meng Weiyu turned his head to look at him and sincerely suggested, “Can you stretch out your whole arms and legs and let me tie those too, so I can do whatever I want to you?”

“It was possible before. Not now.” Shen Zhoudu refused.

“Why? You’re the one who said that no matter how old Meng Weiyu is, he is still Meng Weiyu, right?” Meng Weiyu glared at him. Why was there different treatment now?

“Little brat.” Shen Zhoudu did not know how he had learned to tie this knot. In any case, it definitely was not from just watching Shen Zhoudu do it once earlier. When Meng Weiyu first started, Shen Zhoudu had been anxious just watching him from the side. With that level, it was impossible that he had somehow become self-taught just because he was younger. “Have some self-awareness. I’m truly afraid of being played to death by you.”

“I won’t let you die. I’ll make you wish you were dead.” Meng Weiyu placed the hand holding the rope behind his head. Shen Zhoudu’s hands were helplessly pulled forward by him, like a prisoner whose movements had been controlled. “Because I’m going to strip your clothes off and hang you on the balcony.”

Hearing this, Shen Zhoudu did not become furious. Instead, he suddenly buried his head in Meng Weiyu’s chest.

“Pervert!” Meng Weiyu was shocked. What was he doing hugging him?

“If you really want to do that,” Shen Zhoudu raised his head and said with a serious face.

“Fine.” As Meng Weiyu said this, he tried to take him outside.

Shen Zhoudu laughed and pressed him back down.

“So hypocritical.” Meng Weiyu knew he was betting that Meng Weiyu did not have the courage to do it. But that was too naive. The person in front of him now was not the pure seventeen-year-old high school student.

“How did I offend you?” Shen Zhoudu pressed Meng Weiyu down with his arm. “I haven’t even been home for ten minutes.”

“So you still know how to come home?” Meng Weiyu said sarcastically.

“You and I.” Shen Zhoudu pointed at the two of them. “We bought this house outright, half paid by each of us. It’s our home. Of course I have to come back.”

Meng Weiyu looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Shen Zhoudu could roughly guess what he wanted to settle accounts over. But this person had always been good at remaining calm and pretending not to know, so he deliberately dragged the topic elsewhere.

“Go.” Meng Weiyu hated this appearance of his the most. Right now, he wanted to hang him up.

Shen Zhoudu once again held him down firmly.

“I clearly came home every day. When you slept in the living room, I was the one who carried you back to your room.” Seeing that Meng Weiyu was determined to settle this matter, Shen Zhoudu could only explain with flickering eyes. “Xueci’s cat food was clearly changed by me every day too.”

“Ha.” Meng Weiyu sneered.

“Then is it fine if I apologize?” Shen Zhoudu quickly proposed a solution.

“The way you speak is pretty funny.” Meng Weiyu was disdainful.

Hearing this, Shen Zhoudu sighed. Then he sat up on the edge of the sofa, moving away from Meng Weiyu. He gave up. “Fine. Hang me if you want.”

Meng Weiyu immediately climbed up from the sofa. Unfortunately, he accidentally failed to grip the rope firmly, and as Shen Zhoudu stood up, the end of the rope fell from his hand onto the floor.

Shen Zhoudu: “…”

Meng Weiyu: “…”

Silence wandered between the two of them. Shen Zhoudu grabbed the nearest part of the rope with his wrist, gathered it in, and held the entire rope in his hand.

Meng Weiyu silently covered his face.

“Take it.” Shen Zhoudu handed him the rope.

Meng Weiyu covered his face with one hand and reached for the rope with the other. Because his eyes were blocked, his hand groped blindly in the air.

Seeing this, Shen Zhoudu pulled Meng Weiyu’s hand over and stuffed the rope into his hand.

Meng Weiyu secretly lowered his hand and glanced at Shen Zhoudu.

Shen Zhoudu also looked speechless, but in order not to let the awkward atmosphere continue, he kept pretending nothing had happened.

“I originally thought I was also at fault,” Meng Weiyu told him.

Shen Zhoudu was doubtful about this sentence.

“But your attitude has a huge problem.” Meng Weiyu pointed this out.

“Then what should I say?” Shen Zhoudu tugged the rope in a bad mood, lifting Meng Weiyu’s hand as he sat on the sofa. “Should I tell you, ‘Fine, I’ll listen to you. Let’s divorce’? Is that what you want me to say?”

Meng Weiyu stared at him.

“Why are you unwilling to believe me?” Shen Zhoudu said calmly. “Meng Weiyu already likes me very much. Meng Weiyu was the one who told me that.”

Regarding this, Meng Weiyu could admit it, because he did indeed like him very much. Although judging from the memories he had so far, that kind of liking was not the kind where he wanted to date him.

“If I agreed with the current Meng Weiyu and said I wanted a divorce, would you be happy?” Shen Zhoudu threw out the question. Then he felt he was being foolish. “You would definitely be very happy.”

Meng Weiyu fell silent.

“But seventeen-year-old Meng Weiyu would not be happy.”

Meng Weiyu was amused by his confident appearance.

“Believe it or not.” Shen Zhoudu turned his face away coldly.

Meng Weiyu pulled the rope and walked away, no longer speaking to him.

Shen Zhoudu followed behind him rather helplessly.

Meng Weiyu brought Shen Zhoudu outside. After considering it for a moment, he threaded the end of the rope through a high storage rack, then pulled it down and tied one end of the rope to the other side of the rack with a knot.

Shen Zhoudu’s hands were pulled up, forcing him to raise them. The shirt originally tucked into his suit pants was pulled out, revealing the skin at his waist. He lowered his head slightly. His glasses slipped a little, and his tie swayed.

“Done.” Meng Weiyu clapped his hands in satisfaction.

What kind of mood should Shen Zhoudu use to face this scene?

“All right then.” Meng Weiyu said, “Actually, I still have something to say.”

“I do too,” Shen Zhoudu said. “My glasses are about to fall.”

“Oh.” Meng Weiyu reached out and took his glasses off.

Shen Zhoudu suddenly had a premonition that he was going to die on this balcony.

“About before, I was also wrong. I shouldn’t have spent all day talking about nothing except divorcing you.” Meng Weiyu had reflected on this.

Shen Zhoudu was hanging there. In order to make his hands feel a little more comfortable, he stood on tiptoe, his house slippers stepping on the floor.

“But I really hate how you always disappear whenever we argue.” Meng Weiyu felt irritated and uneasy about his sudden disappearances.

Shen Zhoudu listened.

“So this is punishment.” Meng Weiyu carefully glanced at him. “Understand?”

Shen Zhoudu turned his face to the side.

Meng Weiyu understood. It seemed Shen Zhoudu truly did not think he was wrong at all.

“If you don’t turn your face back, I’m really going to find a whip and hit you.” Meng Weiyu threatened gloomily. “Your answer?”

Shen Zhoudu turned his head and stared at him.

Meng Weiyu suddenly sat down on the balcony sofa and crossed his legs. His posture was relaxed. Looking at Shen Zhoudu hanging in front of him, he seemed to be looking at an ordinary object.

It had to be said that Meng Weiyu in this state really suited certain decorations, such as a whip, red wine, or lit candles.

It was not that decorations were needed to turn him into an aggressive painting, but that they were needed to decorate him into someone who, at first sight, made others want to become an object under his control.

Meng Weiyu casually tapped his hand beside him. His long fingers reflected the light from the glass next to them.

“I don’t like you that much. I won’t feel heartache over everything you suffer. So either obediently cooperate with me and let my mood calm down so I can let you down as soon as possible and end today’s conversation, or you can go against me, and I’ll end this conversation with you like this and turn around to go back to my room.” Meng Weiyu hated being ignored. “Last chance. Your answer?”

“I heard you,” Shen Zhoudu answered, mainly yielding to Meng Weiyu’s current aura.

“Mm-hm. Then my apology and reflection are over.” Meng Weiyu began the next stage of the conversation.

Shen Zhoudu stared at him.

“All right.” Meng Weiyu suddenly said two words without context, revealing a pained expression.

Shen Zhoudu nearly thought the one being hung up was Meng Weiyu instead.

“Then I’ll… first admit the matter of being married to you.” Meng Weiyu made up his mind and spoke his decision.

Even Shen Zhoudu’s clever brain could not understand what he meant, so he remained silent.

“Aren’t you going to say something?!” Seeing his expression, Meng Weiyu shouted unhappily. He had finally gathered the courage to say this. What was that expression on his face?

Shen Zhoudu honestly admitted, “I don’t understand.”

Whether Meng Weiyu admitted it or not, the fact that they were married was reality.

Having his words bounced back, Meng Weiyu instantly became so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Shen Zhoudu looked at Meng Weiyu, who had turned into a monkey, with doting eyes.

“I mean I won’t keep saying I want to divorce you anymore,” Meng Weiyu tried hard to express.

“You said that just now.” Shen Zhoudu looked at him with a gratified gaze, as if a child had grown up in an instant.

“And I also admit the fact that I’m currently married to you.”

“I heard you.”

Meng Weiyu sat in the chair, irritably turning left and right.

Shen Zhoudu thought over what he had said again, unable to understand what information he had missed.

Meng Weiyu was so anxious that he started grabbing his hair, then suddenly stood up.

Shen Zhoudu was startled by him.

“And you still got first place with that brain? You’re so stupid.” After insulting Shen Zhoudu’s intelligence, Meng Weiyu turned and ran back inside the house.

“Xiao Yu.” Shen Zhoudu had not expected him to just run off like that.

Ahhhhhhh.

After running into the house, Meng Weiyu squatted beside Xueci’s food bowl, hugged his head, and screamed silently.

He did not understand? How could he not understand?

Meng Weiyu anxiously grabbed his hair.

Then how should I say it? If it’s marriage first, love later, then marriage first, love later. In any case, should we try getting along first?

Ahhhhhhh!

How could he say something like that out loud?

Couldn’t Shen Zhoudu be a little smarter, understand what he meant, and then the two of them tacitly skip over this matter and naturally start getting along?

“Meow.” Seeing Meng Weiyu squatting beside its food bowl and twisting around strangely, Xueci immediately ran over.

When Meng Weiyu saw the cat come over, he automatically moved aside, letting Xueci return to its food bowl.

“Meow meow meow.” Xueci used its paw to scrape cat food toward Meng Weiyu.

If you want to eat, eat. No need to be polite with me.

“Meow.” Xueci proudly howled at Meng Weiyu.

Meng Weiyu suddenly realized that in this house, he actually could not find a single creature with a high IQ.

While Meng Weiyu was going crazy in place, faint sounds came from the balcony.

Shen Zhoudu did not know whether he should admire Meng Weiyu. Although he had lost his memory, his skills were still in his subconscious. The height at which he hung Shen Zhoudu and the direction in which his hands were pulled up were truly enough to make a person feel traces of discomfort while maintaining a standing posture.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Zhoudu would have been fine, but Meng Weiyu had tied his wrists too tightly.

Even so, Shen Zhoudu’s head hung down, and he rather had a tendency to silently accept this state developing further.

The balcony door was opened again.

Shen Zhoudu raised his hands.

Meng Weiyu held a pair of scissors and strode toward Shen Zhoudu.

“You can help untie me,” Shen Zhoudu suggested.

“I haven’t learned that yet.” Meng Weiyu briefly explained his situation. Then, holding the scissors, he first cut the rope at the end suspended in the air.

Shen Zhoudu’s hands dropped down.

Meng Weiyu reached out with his other hand and caught Shen Zhoudu’s hands. Then he carefully used the scissors to cut away the rope tied around his wrists.

“Thanks.” Two red marks remained on Shen Zhoudu’s wrists.

Meng Weiyu wrinkled his nose at him, then turned and continued heading back inside.

“You’re acting very strange today.” Shen Zhoudu rubbed his wrists and followed behind him. “If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, I’ll have someone make a doctor’s appointment for you.”

“I’m the one who wants to make a doctor’s appointment for you. People saying you have a high IQ were all lying.” Meng Weiyu quickly went upstairs. Halfway up the stairs, he suddenly turned his head and pointed down at Shen Zhoudu.

Shen Zhoudu looked up at him.

“Remember this!” Meng Weiyu left behind those harsh words and temporarily let him go.

Shen Zhoudu truly could not figure out what was in the current Meng Weiyu’s head.

“Xiao Yu,” Shen Zhoudu called him.

“What?” Meng Weiyu had almost reached his room door.

“Actually, you can directly tell me what you want to say.” Although Shen Zhoudu could not decode Meng Weiyu’s disconnected words, he could decode Meng Weiyu as a person. Meng Weiyu clearly had something to say to him, but he had not finished saying it.

“How could I say that out loud?!” Meng Weiyu’s face turned red. He opened the room door and slipped inside all at once.

Shen Zhoudu frowned in confusion and fell into thought.

Back in his room, Meng Weiyu resentfully threw himself onto the bed and rolled around.

He rolled so much that the bed made noises.

“What am I doing? He’s the one who likes me right now, not me liking him. Do I need to be troubled?” Meng Weiyu figured it out, quickly climbed up from the bed, and went to shower with an impressive swagger.

The next day was Saturday. Shen Zhoudu was cutting vegetables in the kitchen when Meng Weiyu came downstairs.

When he saw Shen Zhoudu’s back, he made a disgusted expression and wanted to turn around and go back to his room.

“Get down here,” Shen Zhoudu said. He had heard the footsteps.

Meng Weiyu went down in humiliation.

“Didn’t we agree last night that we had already made up?” Shen Zhoudu’s words were always firm. Naturally, he felt that once words had been spoken, they had to be kept.

“We made up.” Meng Weiyu gloomily sat down on the sofa. “Where’s Uncle Wang?”

“Hm? I’m resting today, so I can cook.” Shen Zhoudu did not feel there was any problem.

“I don’t want to eat your cooking,” Meng Weiyu said. “You always add vegetables like crazy.”

“Haha.” Shen Zhoudu was amused.

Meng Weiyu sat on the sofa, preparing to look for the remote control, but his eyes caught sight of something.

In order to make cooking easier, Shen Zhoudu had removed the two rings he always wore on his hand and placed them on the table.

One of them had originally belonged to him, right?

Meng Weiyu thought indifferently.

“This morning, let’s simply eat a bowl of noodles. For lunch, I’m thinking about whether to ask Ning Wu and Xiao Jialu to eat together… Where is he?” When Shen Zhoudu came out of the kitchen, he discovered that Meng Weiyu had disappeared again. He helplessly shook his head and placed the noodles he had brought out in Meng Weiyu’s spot.

He always did things in an orderly way. After arranging breakfast, he walked toward the table in front of the sofa, intending to put the rings back on his ring finger.

Once he got there, Shen Zhoudu froze.

The rings on the table were gone.

“Strange. Did I put them somewhere else?” Shen Zhoudu calmly turned around and searched the other tables. He found nothing on the living room table. Then he ran into the kitchen and touched his pockets.

Finally, cold sweat ran down Shen Zhoudu’s body.

When Meng Weiyu came out of the bathroom, he found Shen Zhoudu crouched under the sofa, anxiously looking underneath.

“What are you doing? Did something fall?” Meng Weiyu asked naturally.

“No…” Shen Zhoudu instinctively denied Meng Weiyu’s question. Then he raised a pale face, and in Meng Weiyu’s black eyes, he revealed a rare vulnerable side. “Our rings are gone.”

He had searched everywhere he could. How could they not be there?

How could he lose something so important?

Just as Meng Weiyu said, he really was not smart enough.

“Ah.” Meng Weiyu was startled. He had not expected Shen Zhoudu to be this panicked because he could not find the rings. He quickly ran in front of him and handed him the rings in his hand. “I saw that there seemed to be oil on the rings, so I took them to wash them.”

There was oil on them because Shen Zhoudu had taken them off while making breakfast.

The moment Shen Zhoudu saw the rings in Meng Weiyu’s hand, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief. His whole body lost strength, and he sat directly on the floor.

Why scare him like this?

“Hand.” Meng Weiyu asked for his hand.

Without thinking too much, Shen Zhoudu gave him his left hand.

Meng Weiyu held his hand, aligned the ring with his ring finger, and put it on for him.

The size was perfectly suitable.

Only then did Shen Zhoudu notice that the other ring was now worn on Meng Weiyu’s ring finger.

“Do you think stacking rings would look better?” Meng Weiyu asked him with a smile.

“I only need to wear one.” Shen Zhoudu held his hand and squeezed his fingers hard, feeling that all of this was a dream.

In order to verify that it was real, Shen Zhoudu pulled Meng Weiyu’s hand over and directly bit it.

“Ah! I’m divorcing a violent maniac like you right now!”