Comrade: Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story

Pei Zhen hadn’t been home ever since he and Sichen became an item. Most of his communications with his parents were through the phone.

But having to meet his parents in addition to Fu Sichen’s parents, Pei Zhen was beginning to feel the pressure.

He was exceptionally nervous.

“W-why do we have to meet?” The Little Brat Pei, normally full of angst, was feeling a little weak in his knees and could hardly speak properly. “A-and having to meet both sets of parents…”

What was it going to turn out looking like?

Before Pei Zhen was in love with Fu Sichen, Fu Sichen’s parents were merely Fu Sichen’s parents. But with them being together, it was a different story.

“That’s right.” Fu Sichen pretended that he didn’t know what Pei Zhen was nervous about although he obviously did. “It’s just having a meal with the parents. Is that so strange?”

Pei Zhen opened his mouth.

He looked at the expressionless Fu Sichen and strangely found himself calming down.

Pei Zhen steadied himself and gave an ‘Okay’, then he hemmed and hawed, and eventually said, “Although there’s a saying that no matter how ugly the daughter-in-law, there is no escape from having to face the man’s parents—Fu Sichen, are you really so calm about meeting your in-laws?”

Fu Sichen tried not to roll his eyes.

The green vein at his temple started to bulge. How was it that he’d become the ‘daughter-in-law’ again!

Given that it was a meeting with the parents, Pei Zhen dressed quite formally.

He donned a white suit to show off his waistline, and his naturally wavy hair and his beautiful face were without equal.

Fu Sichen took to the road.

Seeing that they were about to arrive at the restaurant, Pei Zhen secretly sent his father a short text message: [Dad, my wife and I are arriving very soon. Remember to smile, don’t scare my wife!]

Pei Zhen’s father replied, almost instantaneously: [Okay, son! Don’t worry, son!]

Father and son collaborated and schemed, even their smiles looked exactly alike. However, on reaching the restaurant, Pei Zhen still turned soft in his knees and almost tripped over his own feet.

“Pei Pei!” Fu Sichen was quick to react and caught Pei Zhen, steadying him. He had wanted to tell Pei Zhen not to be nervous as it was just a normal meal. Pei Zhen wasn’t hurt and swung his arm around Fu Sichen’s shoulder, giving him two brotherly pats. “Relax, you know my mum and dad, they both like you.”

Fu Sichen could no longer be bothered to expose the truth, and replied with little expression, “Okay.”

In any case, now that they were out of the closet, Pei Zhen and Fu Sichen didn’t plan to hide any longer and entered the restaurant holding hands. However, when they reached the private dining room, Pei Zhen withdrew his hand.

“Reserved. Reserved. We have to be reserved.”

Completely skipping over the fact that they consummated their marriage before it took place, they straightened their suits and neatened their cuffs, looking very prim and proper.

Fu Sichen quietly observed as his tormented young boyfriend knocked on the door. As expected, voices came from inside.

“Come in, there’s no need to be polite. Do I have to have a welcome contingent to invite you in?”

“Cough, cough.” That voice was all too familiar to Pei Zhen. It was his mother’s. As though it was the first time he was introducing his mother, he told Fu Sichen, “My mum… she’s normally very gentle and soft…”

Gentle and soft… couldn’t be further from the truth.

The private dining room door swung open, and the air reeked so strongly of alcohol that Pei Zhen retreated a few steps, tripping and falling into Fu Sichen’s embrace.

The two mothers in the private dining room were quite exceptional women. Food hadn’t even arrived, but they had started drinking.

“Do we still need to discuss who’s top and who’s bottom? Our Fu Sichen is definitely the bottom party!”

“Oh, please. Look at how much Pei Zhen looks like the bottom party. If he got dragged into bed, he could only be the one being pleasured.”

“….Mum!!!” Pei Zhen was utterly horrified.