The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 13

Looking at this 20,000 yuan transfer, Gu Qiuyi felt that Chu Yueguang was getting a bit carried away. If Kou Huai were transferring money to him, he would have accepted it without much psychological burden, but Chu Yueguang was different—the man still didn’t know his true identity yet. It didn’t feel right to keep taking his money like this.

Even though this amount was like a drizzle to Chu Yueguang…

Gu Qiuyi didn’t know how to put it; he just felt he should stop Chu Yueguang before he got too swept up. He declined the transfer and typed: “Brother, don’t transfer money to me anymore. I don’t think it’s good. Friendship shouldn’t be mixed with too much money. Besides, I’m not even technically your friend yet, right? I have even less reason to accept so much from you.”

Looking at this sentence, Chu Yueguang felt a subtle wave of displeasure. He didn’t like being rejected, but he didn’t express it; he remained silent.

Gu Qiuyi: “I’ll take the previous ones, but don’t just randomly transfer money in the future. My willpower is actually very weak; you’ll really spoil me and teach me to get things without working. Over time, I’ll become a parasite on society, or maybe even one of those boys who likes to live off a ‘sugar mama.’ If you indulge me like this, I might really change, and I don’t want that, waaaaah.”

Chu Yueguang: “…”

Although the rejection annoyed him, the boy wasn’t wrong. They weren’t exactly intimate, and constantly transferring money made him look like he had more money than sense. Furthermore, simply sending cash was a bit tacky.

Chu Yueguang waited reservedly for a moment and asked: “Where do you go to school?”

Gu Qiuyi grew alert. “Why do you ask, Brother? Do you want to see me?”

Chu Yueguang hadn’t intended to, but since the boy mentioned it, he suddenly became curious. He had seen many photos of Gu Qiuyi’s body parts, but never his face. However, a boy with such beautiful eyes probably wouldn’t look bad.

Of course, Chu Yueguang wasn’t the type to judge solely on looks. His preferences had always been specific: he liked pure, clean boys. But his definition of “pure and clean” included one’s values and conduct, as well as a certain personal vibe.

Given Chu Yueguang’s status, people had been trying to get close to him since he was fifteen. Now that he was older, there was no shortage of people trying to crawl into his bed—like that incident on his 20th birthday when someone snuck into his room. He had been disgusted; he remembered the person looked pure, but their actions were loathsome and completely at odds with their appearance. He wouldn’t give people like that a single glance.

He usually didn’t add outsiders; adding Gu Qiuyi had been a total accident. Gu Qiuyi was enthusiastic without being annoying, and his occasional complaining carried a youthful, cute aura. These factors were why Chu Yueguang could keep chatting with him.

However, he was reserved by nature. He took pride in not exposing his preferences or thoughts. Therefore, even though he felt a flicker of curiosity, he would never actually go see him. He didn’t want Gu Qiuyi to guess his thoughts; he liked being in control. He replied: “I’m sending you something.”

Gu Qiuyi was still being coy: “Is that okay? Brother, don’t waste your money.”

Chu Yueguang was beyond argument: “Give me the address.”

Gu Qiuyi immediately and obediently provided the address, using the name “Jiu-Jiu.”

Chu Yueguang looked at the name; it looked cute no matter how he looked at it. But he never used it to call him, feeling it was too intimate—it might make the boy think they were already close. He wasn’t someone who became familiar with people easily.

Chu Yueguang bought him a gift and said: “It will arrive today. Keep an eye out for it.”

Gu Qiuyi instinctively typed: “Is it expensive? If it’s too expensive, I won’t know what kind of gift to return to you.”

The moment he sent it, he felt a bit embarrassed. His words sounded too petty. He wasn’t the type to be shy like this! He quickly deleted it and re-typed: “Then I’ll make more delicious treats for Brother this weekend. Thank you, Brother!”

Chu Yueguang gave a cool: “Mm.”

After setting his phone down, Gu Qiuyi felt happy for some reason. He felt that Chu Yueguang was good in every way—good personality, and seemingly easy to coax.

When our relationship gets a bit better, I’ll confess that the ‘bed-crawling’ was a misunderstanding. Once we’re friends, I can avoid bankruptcy—wait, that’s not right! I’ve already been kicked out of the Gu family. I don’t have to worry about bankruptcy anymore! Even if Chu Yueguang bankrupts them, my loss isn’t that big!

No, no, no. Being friends with Chu Yueguang has a hundred benefits and zero harm. Even Jiang Hansa is trying his hardest to hug his thigh. If I can be his friend, I’ll be ‘resting in the shade of a big tree.’ Maybe if I can’t get into college and open a bakery, Chu Yueguang can invest in me.

Gu Qiuyi was dreaming big, determined to keep “hugging the thigh.” However, he didn’t realize that Chu Yueguang was a man who couldn’t stand even a grain of sand in his eyes. The “bed-crawling” incident wasn’t that easy to explain away; after all, the original “Gu Qiuyi” had actively tried to hug him. The intent was too obvious to hide.

But at least for now, buttering up Chu Yueguang was going smoothly.

The next day, Gu Qiuyi arrived at the classroom. Because he was boarding, he could sleep an extra half hour every day. Without the torture of homework, he looked refreshed—standing out like a crane among a flock of exhausted, withered students.

He arrived at the classroom right on the dot and brought breakfast for Xu Muqing, while he ate Jiang Hansa’s portion. His goal-oriented attempt to flatter the protagonist “Shou” was effective; their relationship had eased significantly.

After the first class, Gu Qiuyi received a call: Chu Yueguang’s gift had arrived. He hurried to the school gate. Opening it, he found a weighty yet delicately designed mechanical watch. It looked stylish even on a slender wrist and didn’t feel out of place at all.

Gu Qiuyi’s joy was beyond words. This was his first watch. He hopped in place a few times, his cheeks flushing with excitement. He took a photo of his wrist and sent it to Chu Yueguang: “Brother, Brother!!! It’s so beautiful!!”

Chu Yueguang saw the message and tapped the side of his phone a few times before opening the photo. His first impression was that Gu Qiuyi’s wrist was very slender, like a girl’s. The dark watch face made his skin look even whiter.

He seems a bit too thin, Chu Yueguang thought, distracted for a moment. He quickly snapped back and replied: “Do you like it?”

Gu Qiuyi: “I LOVE IT!!! Brother, I love you so much!! I really, really love it!!”

Seeing so many exclamation marks, Chu Yueguang’s mouth curled up. “That’s good.”

This was much better than just transferring money; the person’s joy was magnified several times. Of course, he wouldn’t send a cheap gift, but since they hadn’t known each other long, he didn’t send anything too expensive. It was a conservative, casual value—representing the fact that he hadn’t fully “invested” yet.

It was as casual as someone buying a cup of milk tea for a net-friend.

But Gu Qiuyi didn’t know that. He was deeply moved. “Waaaaah, Brother, you’re so good to me! This is the first watch of my life! I didn’t expect it to be a gift from you.”

Chu Yueguang frowned slightly at this sentence. He suddenly realized that the boy’s family background truly might not be very good. He tapped the screen but didn’t ask; he had no interest in others’ family situations and wouldn’t intentionally be intrusive.

Gu Qiuyi held the gift box and saw a certificate inside—all in English with signatures. He couldn’t quite read it, so he looked up the watch online. He discovered it was a Patek Philippe 5147G-001. The official price was 400,000 yuan.

Gu Qiuyi: “…” My god!!! Four hundred thousand!!!

Gu Qiuyi’s fingers were trembling. He quickly looked around. It was break time, and few people were entering or leaving the school, but his excited shouting had attracted the security guard, who was now staring at him with sharp eyes.

Gu Qiuyi quickly pulled the watch off—in his rush, he even rubbed his wrist red. He carefully placed the watch back in the box, tucked the box inside his shirt, and turned away nervously.

His mind was a mess. A 400,000 yuan watch—Chu Yueguang just gave it away like that? He doesn’t even admit we’re friends, so why did he give me something so expensive? Or does he just not care about 400,000 yuan?

Oh no… if this continues, will I really be corrupted by his wealth? I dreamed of being a rich second generation, but I gave that up when I saw the Gu family. And that 500,000 yuan—honestly, this is the capital city. 500,000 can’t even buy a house. Even if the South District isn’t as crazy as the East or West, it’s still 60 or 70 thousand per square meter. 500,000 can probably only buy a toilet.

He finally understood why the original “Gu Qiuyi” pestered Chu Yueguang. Not just because he was handsome, but because he had “Money-Power”!!!

The kind of Money-Power that can casually give away a 400,000 yuan luxury watch!!

Gu Qiuyi was flushed with excitement. When he returned to the classroom, everyone saw his stomach bulging as if something was stuffed inside. Facing dozens of curious and confused gazes, he remained unmoved, refusing to take the item out. Others were fine, but his desk-mate Zhao Ming couldn’t help himself. “Gu Qiuyi, what did you stuff in your belly?”

Gu Qiuyi’s face was still red. Because he was so excited, his eyes were even a bit watery and red, as if he had been made to cry. Hearing Zhao Ming’s question, he protectively hugged his stomach, afraid Zhao Ming would try to snatch it. “What do you mean ‘stuffed’? I’m pregnant.”

Zhao Ming: “??”

Gu Qiuyi: “Don’t come near me. I’m a pregnant man now. If I have a miscarriage, you’re finished.”

Zhao Ming looked at the sharp, rectangular edges protruding under the thin T-shirt: “…Uh, then whose child is it?” He actually went along with it.

Gu Qiuyi didn’t expect him to play along and stalled for a moment, stuck.

Zhao Ming put on a sympathetic face. “How pitiful. You’re already ten months along and about to give birth, and you don’t even know who the father is? Truly muddled.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…”

Zhao Ming turned to Xu Muqing behind them. “See that? Boys have to protect themselves properly outside, or you won’t even know who got you pregnant.”

Gu Qiuyi: Xu Muqing: “…”

Zhao Ming continued: “I saw a movie once; a man got pregnant and gave birth through his ‘roots.’ Huo, the thing just exploded. Men giving birth is great, but it’s too hard on the hardware.”

Gu Qiuyi: Stop talking. My hardware is starting to hurt.

Gu Qiuyi was too excited and nervous; he held onto the gift box all morning as if it might be stolen. It wasn’t until school let out that he breathed a sigh of relief.

He tucked the box away and found Jiang Hansa. Seeing his bulging stomach with those sharp edges, Jiang Hansa gave a fake smile and asked: “What treasure are you carrying in there?”

The excitement Gu Qiuyi had suppressed surged up again. “Brother Hansa!!! Brother sent this to me!!”

Jiang Hansa: “? What? Your brother? Which brother?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Which other brother could it be? I only have one ‘Brother,’ and that’s Brother Yueguang!”

Jiang Hansa: “…” Did you forget you have an actual biological brother? Looking at the boy’s heartless face, Jiang Hansa felt he really might have forgotten.

Gu Qiuyi pulled the watch out, put it on, and waved it in front of him. “Does it look good? Does it look good? Brother gave it to me. It’s so expensive—it cost 400,000!”

While looking at the watch, Jiang Hansa noticed that Gu Qiuyi had very beautiful hands, very much like a girl’s.

This guy… is he a bit too beautiful?

Jiang Hansa’s gaze lingered on Gu Qiuyi’s wrist for a long, subtle moment until Gu Qiuyi nudged him. He snapped back.

Gu Qiuyi looked at him strangely. “Brother Hansa, why are you dazing off?”

Jiang Hansa froze, his face suddenly turning red. He turned away awkwardly and said, “I wasn’t. The watch looks quite nice.”

Gu Qiuyi said happily, “It cost 400,000, of course it looks nice. Brother is so good to me.”

Jiang Hansa coughed and said, “It’s only 400,000. Don’t you know that for Patek Philippe, a watch at this price is only entry-level? If he was going to send one, he should have sent a 2 million yuan one—that would actually give you ‘face’ outside.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…”

Seeing him silent, Jiang Hansa instinctively added: “Chu Yueguang is actually quite stingy. He actually had the nerve to give you a 400,000 yuan watch.”

Gu Qiuyi looked at him and said thoughtfully, “I know. You’re salty. You’re jealous.”

Jiang Hansa: “…” Jiang Hansa: “What do I have to be jealous of?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Jealous that someone pampers me like this.”

Jiang Hansa choked. After a moment, he said: “What’s there to be jealous of? When I have a girlfriend, I’ll naturally pamper and love her. It’s just a 400,000 yuan watch; I’d give it away casually.”

Gu Qiuyi: “But you’d have to save up for four months before you can be that ‘casual,’ right?”

Jiang Hansa: He felt inexplicably gloomy.