Five minutes before Xiang Ling went on stage, Su Luyang went around to the front of the stage. There were so many people there that he had to struggle to squeeze in.

Su Luyang was also very lucky. Because there were so many people, he didn't know how he squeezed in, and was pushed to the front by hands that didn't know their owners.

Although the oil was stuck, at least the ending was good.

Su Luyang stood still in the audience. There was still a performance going on on the stage, but he didn't watch. He lowered his head and fiddled with his DSLR camera. His face was expressionless and pale, and he didn't look well.

The performance ended and the host walked onto the stage.

Su Luyang knew that Xiang Ling and his group would be next. He took two deep breaths and suddenly felt like running away.

He began to recall what Xiang Ling had said to him and took a few deep breaths.

The host on the stage began to announce the show, but Su Luyang did not leave. He raised his single-lens receiver and aimed it at the stage, intending to record the scene to divert attention.

Soon, the lights dimmed, the dry ice machine started, and the stage was quickly covered with smoke.

At the back of the stage, six simple prop prison doors were quickly set up. The music intensified, and as the young students, playing the prison guards, shouted out their lines, the stage lights brightened. Xiang Ling and the others appeared in their own uniquely glamorous outfits, and A-U's male version of "Cell Block Tango" officially began.

There was an instant explosion below the stage.

Su Luyang was originally holding the camera with an expressionless face, but he was startled by the shocking screams and cheers, and his previous subtle mood disappeared completely.

Su Luyang looked up at Xiang Ling on the stage. It started with a chorus. Xiang Ling held a cigarette between his middle and index fingers, leaned on the railing, took a light puff, exhaled the cigarette, and sang his part at the same time.

The white smoke blurred his expression, but added an exotic mystery, making people want to look at him a few more times.

Xiang Ling's voice was lazy and sexy, a little hoarse after smoking, and his words were filled with the subsequent lust.

The screams at the scene were like a tidal wave.

Everyone around Su Luyang was talking about him.

The noise level was so high that anyone who wanted to speak had to shout. Su Luyang stood there when he heard someone next to him yell, "The president of the musical club is so handsome!"

"The translator's breasts are bigger than mine!"

"I'm tired of saying the word 'I can'!!"

Su Luyang pursed his lips, feeling a little sour and a little proud.

Su Luyang continued to look up at Xiang Ling. The front was not Xiang Ling's part, so he was at the back, stroking the prop door with various sexy postures. The seductive posture was like dancing seductively on a pole in a nightclub.

Xiang Ling diligently served as a background for the enchanting dance. It was clearly just a background, but that figure and posture, coupled with the tasseled skirt that barely covered her butt...

Broken legs.

After looking for a while, Su Luyang realized that he might have squeezed into the School of Foreign Languages ​​and Literatures, because people around him were calling Xiang Ling.

"Xiang Ling, I love you!"

"The president is ripping his clothes! The president is ripping his clothes!!"

"Translator, I'm your wife, did you hear me?"

"That handsome, fair-skinned, busty guy, are you in need of a boyfriend? The kind that just got into college?"

Su Luyang: “…”

Hold.

Su Luyang was already in a bad mood because of the musical, and hearing these words now inexplicably irritated him. His chest felt heavy, and he didn't know what was wrong with his mind. He followed everyone else and closed his eyes and yelled at the stage: "Xiang Ling is my husband!"

After yelling, Su Luyang felt a moment of silence around him. He opened his eyes and found that many people around him were looking at him with indescribable expressions.

Su Luyang: “…”

Su Luyang blushed.

It was a girl next to Su Luyang who reacted first, yelling at the stage: "What the hell is this perfect couple? Xiang Ling, did you hear that? The school hunk said he wants to be your bottom!!!"

Su Luyang: “!!!”

The people around them also reacted and began to spontaneously shout at the stage: "Su Luyang confessed to Xiang Ling!"

"Xiang Ling! The school hunk said he's your wife!!"

The topic started to go off track, and people further away also heard it and shouted, "What? The school hunk confessed to Xiang Ling?"

"Su Luyang is a bottom?!"

"Su Luyang burst into tears and knelt down to beg Xiang Ling to favor him!"

Su Luyang: “…”

I'm not, I don't.

At this time, Xiang Ling walked to the front of the stage and began his part.

The noise on the stage was so loud that Xiang Ling couldn't hear what the noisy crowd below was shouting. He was completely focused on his own performance.

Xiang Ling's eyes followed the movement and accidentally swept to the right side of the stage. The stage lights illuminated that area, so even standing on the stage, he could see it clearly.

Then Xiang Ling saw a group of unfamiliar people, all pointing their fingers in the same direction and shouting something.

This strange action gave Xiang Ling an ominous premonition. He looked in the direction of everyone's fingers and saw Su Luyang trembling while holding a SLR camera.

Xiang Ling: “…”

Xiang Ling was wild, angry, and terrified, and he threw off his black vest.

"Su Luyang, are you out of your brain?" Xiang Ling, who knew what had just happened, didn't even change his clothes. He just put on a coat and dragged Su Luyang to a small empty room, feeling extremely angry.

Su Luyang didn't dare to speak, Xiang Ling looked extremely fierce.

"Now the whole school will know that we are a couple." Xiang Ling said.

Su Luyang lowered his head and bit his lip. He still didn't say anything. He didn't dare tell Xiang Ling. If the whole school really knew that they were a couple, he would be so happy.

"Say something!" Xiang Ling reached out and lifted Su Luyang's head.

Su Luyang looked at Xiang Ling and whispered, "Everyone around me was shouting, I couldn't help myself..."

Su Luyang had a pair of brown peach blossom eyes that always looked watery and sparkling. Every time he lowered his eyes and raised them slightly, Xiang Ling would go crazy for him.

Seeing Su Luyang looking so pitiful, Xiang Ling felt a surge of anger in his heart. He hugged Su Luyang's head and started kissing him.

Su Luyang didn't react to how he was being scolded just now and was kissed the next second, but out of reflex, Su Luyang also hugged Xiang Ling's waist and kissed him back.

Xiang Ling wasn't really angry with Su Luyang, he was just a little scared. There was always a chance of something happening. What if he and Su Luyang really broke up because of this lame excuse? What would he do then?

Xiang Ling felt scared at the thought and kissed her even more fiercely.

After the kiss, Su Luyang saw Xiang Ling calm down and began to comfort him, "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous. A lot of people were shouting at the time, including many men who were shouting that she was your wife..."

Su Luyang curled his lips and said sourly, "After all, our President Xiang is so popular and loved by everyone. Who wouldn't want to take advantage of him?"

Xiang Ling: “…”

Su Luyang didn't forget to brag at this time: "Really, a group of people were shouting at that time. They noticed me simply because I'm handsome."

"Forget it." Xiang Ling sighed, "Let's just leave it to fate. We haven't been together outside anyway. They can spread whatever they want. There's no evidence."

Su Luyang thought about going public. Although he hadn't mentioned it since that fight, deep down, he hadn't let the thought go. However, Su Luyang knew Xiang Ling would definitely criticize him if he said that now, so he held back.

Xiang Ling got over this hurdle and relaxed, looking at Su Luyang without saying a word.

The two stood in silence for two minutes before Xiang Ling's phone rang.

It was Luo Ruixue calling. Xiang Ling answered the phone and said a few words to the other party, then hung up the phone.

"They're looking for me over there. I'll go over there. You go back to the dormitory first." Xiang Ling said.

Su Luyang smiled and nodded.

Xiang Ling looked at Su Luyang twice. In fact, he didn't think much about the past now. Su Luyang had just told him that the musical made him lose everything. He wanted to ask Su Luyang how he felt after watching this clip of the musical and whether he felt sad.

He wanted to ask Su Luyang if he needed his company.

In fact, there is no need to ask. Spending most of the semester together is enough for Xiang Ling to understand some of Su Luyang's habits. He can see the uneasiness and sadness beneath Su Luyang's smile. Xiang Ling feels that at this time, Su Luyang must want someone to be by his side.

Xiang Ling thought of what Su Lvyang had said earlier, "I have nothing left," and his heart ached again. He hooked Su Lvyang's neck down and kissed the corner of Su Lvyang's mouth: "Or if you want me to stay with you, I won't go."

The way Su Luyang looked at Xiang Ling, how could he not know what he was thinking.

In fact, he was not as sad as Xiang Ling imagined.

Originally, he thought he would be in great pain, but the group of people around him kept calling Xiang Ling "husband", which drew all his attention away. Then, when he called him "husband", the reactions of everyone around him made him lose his mind again.

So he didn't have the chance to pay attention to whether it was a musical or not, all he could think about was his "husband".

"It's okay, just go and do it. When you're done, we'll go out together." Su Luyang said.

They had to leave before the school curfew as they had agreed to get a room tonight.

Su Luyang was overjoyed at the thought and pushed Xiang Ling out impatiently: "Come on, come on, it's almost nine o'clock. It's too late to go out later!"

Xiang Ling was indeed very quick, and he returned to the dormitory to change clothes shortly after. The two of them left the school gate with Ji Qiulin and the others before ten o'clock.

Tonight, students from University A will either attend a party at school or leave school and party outside.

The four of them all planned to spend the holiday outside, but each of them was going to a different place. Before they parted ways, Ji Qiulin said jokingly, "Xiang Ling, remember to be gentle. Merry Christmas!"

Su Luyang: "..." What does Xiang Ling mean by being gentler?

Xiang Ling laughed heartily, hugged Su Luyang, and said to them both, "Merry Christmas!"

Su Luyang also said: "Merry Christmas."

After Ji Qiulin and the others left, the surroundings became quiet. Xiang Ling and the others hailed a taxi and headed straight to the hotel.

After checking in at the front desk, the two walked towards the elevator together.

Su Luyang couldn't help but hold Xiang Ling's hand. Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Xiang Ling didn't immediately shake it off. He looked around and found that there was no one around, so he let Su Luyang hold him.

"I'll call home later," Xiang Ling said. "Do you want to talk to Qiqi?"

Su Luyang remembered the panic he felt last time and hesitated for a few seconds.

"My parents should be here today. If you want, you can meet them. If you don't want to, it's okay. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Xiang Ling said.

Su Luyang apologized, "Next time."

"Okay." Xiang Ling said, "By the way, where are you going during winter break?"

Their school's winter break starts on January 15th, and they can go home in twenty days. Xiang Ling had never asked Su Luyang this question before, as he was reluctant to part with him. But as time drew near, Xiang Ling knew he had no choice but to ask.

The elevator reached the floor and they walked to the room.

Su Luyang opened the door with the room card and said, "Go back to the United States."

"Oh..." Xiang Ling's eyelids drooped. "Are you spending the New Year there?"

"Yeah." They walked into the room, and Su Luyang asked, "When will you be home?"

Xiang Ling said, "Ticket number 17, what about you?"

Su Luyang said: "I am also on the 17th, what time are you?"

"Ten o'clock in the morning." Xiang Ling's voice was a little low, he turned his back and closed the door.

"I see. I'll be a little later than you." Su Luyang also turned around. He turned on the light, looked at the back of Xiang Ling's neck and said, "When the time comes, we'll go to the airport together. I'll take you to the plane first."

Xiang Ling turned around and looked at Su Luyang silently.

Su Luyang took a few steps forward, shortening the distance between them until they were close together.

Xiang Ling put his hands on Su Luyang's shoulders, leaned his head over, and whispered, "I can't bear to be separated from you."

Su Luyang's breathing quickened, and his palm slid along the side of Xiang Ling's leg and up to his lower back.

He knew that Xiang Ling's waist was sensitive and he rarely touched it. But at this moment, he couldn't help it and pressed on those two small holes.

Xiang Ling really couldn't bear it. His legs seemed to be weak, and he leaned forward tremblingly, panting softly in Su Luyang's ear.

"Baby." Su Luyang's voice was a little hoarse. He lowered his head and kissed Xiang Ling's neck. His expression was a little struggling, as if he wanted to say something, but Xiang Ling was leaning on his shoulder and didn't see anything.

Xiang Ling tilted his head and blew an ambiguous breath into Su Luyang's ear.

He asked, “Do it?”

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