Chapter 105: Brother Xiang, Save Me

Chapter 105: Brother Xiang, Save Me

—Because Fang Yuenian is very persistent, he has already proven his ideas with his actions.

So they had a new kiss.

Afterwards, Fang Yuenian licked her lips, feeling her mouth dry.

He stubbornly pulled his hand away, an action that took most of his strength and made him break out in a fine sweat, but he still immediately reached out to hug Cheng Bing.

Noticing that Cheng Bing was still a little awkward, Fang Yuenian didn't say a word. She supported her upper body and tried to reach for his lips. One kiss wasn't enough, so she kissed him several more times. Then she deliberately raised her waist and gently rubbed against him.

Seeing that Cheng Bing's gaze suddenly narrowed, he took a deep breath and whispered, "I... I will miss you, I can't control it. You can miss me too, because I'm not your child, not your kitten or puppy. You can like me, you can need me, and as long as it's what you need, I will never think it's hateful."

Cheng Bing's face turned red again and again tonight, but Fang Yuenian revealed everything clearly. Her thin face showed shyness, but she tried her best to appear natural.

Compared to this, Cheng Bing is the one who's really awkward.

He considers himself more mature than others, both psychologically and physically. He sees himself as a protector and cannot accept any unreasonable demands. However, this awkwardness at this time might even be seen as a form of discouragement.

Cheng Bing looked at him intently, then suddenly asked without warning, "So, you think I'm afraid?"

Fang Yuenian didn't understand: "What?"

“It’s not that I’m afraid,” Cheng Bing continued without explaining, “Do you want to know the real reason?”

As she said this, Cheng Bing placed her hand on Fang Yuenian's ribcage, as if she wanted to hold all her feelings in her hands.

"What?" Fang Yuenian asked, confused.

Despite how difficult it was to say it, Cheng Bing decided to speak up.

These words were as challenging as when he was first selected to give a speech under the national flag in his first year of junior high school. Young people are always nervous, not to mention that Fang Yuenian was standing in the huge crowd below, grinning at him like an idiot.

—After a long conversation, one trying to remain calm while the other was stunned, Fang Yuenian's face was so red it was almost bleeding.

I thought I knew a lot, and as I was about to graduate from high school and grow up, I thought I would soon shed my remaining naivety and become a real man who could protect my family and loved ones. However, only today do I realize that I am just a real little kid.

"Do you understand?"

Cheng Bing also needed to make sure that she had explained herself clearly enough, and that Fang Yuenian's education was clear enough.

Fang Yue Nian didn't close her mouth for a long while, feeling like she was about to catch a fever.

After a long silence, he said in a low voice, filled with shame, "I'm such a fucking idiot."

Cheng Bing could tolerate him occasionally swearing in front of her, let alone in this situation.

Fang Yuenian then asked, "How did you know? Was it from watching a movie again?"

"No, I'm reading."

Fang Yuenian's thoughts wandered far and wide. "Why won't you let me see it?"

"I'm afraid you'll misunderstand what I'm implying."

"Where did you get this book from?" Fang Yuenian thought of the alley next to the school, the used bookstore under the overpass, and the magical book "The Seventh Night of Fantasy," and suddenly had the strange thought, "You actually read this kind of thing."

“Borrowed from the city library,” Cheng Bing said, as if she knew what was going on in this person’s mind. “It’s a… proper book.”

Fang Yuenian covered her face, realizing she hadn't thought of trying to understand the lives of her community through proper channels.

Cheng Bing said, "But I think you should know."

Fang Yuenian's mind was buzzing. Damn it! How the hell am I supposed to know?

That night, Fang Yuenian returned home as if she were a wandering ghost.

Ignoring the late hour, she sent a message to Li Peixiang that very night, first explaining that she had come out as gay.

Lee Pei-hsiang feigned shock, acting out a ten-minute scene of "my brother is gay," before bursting into laughter three times and offering his blessings.

Fang Yuenian couldn't understand his true feelings at this moment. She wanted to ask for help, but after stammering for a long time, she couldn't bring herself to say it. In the end, she hung up the phone and sent a text message instead.

"Brother Xiang, I need your help with something."

When Li Peixiang saw the text message, he thought he was seeing things. This person was actually calling him "brother." What serious thing had happened?

He stopped playing his game and quickly replied, "You and Cheng Bing had a fight as soon as you got together?"

Fang Yuenian was touched by the words "together". She rolled around on the bed a few times shyly before replying, "Can you hope for something good? We're fine, we haven't argued. I have two requests for you."

"beg????"

"Yes, Brother Xiang, the first thing is that I want to buy a new phone for Cheng Bing and myself. I don't have much money. I saw He Ming using the same model at the last class reunion, and it's pretty good. But I don't want the white one, let's get the black one. We want to buy the same one. Can you help me get it? I'll give you the money later."

Before graduation, everyone seemed to be completely disconnected from electronic devices. But after graduation, on the night of the class reunion, everyone had a new mobile phone, and they were all the latest trendy fully smart touchscreen phones, which seemed to have many functions. In comparison, his and Cheng Bing's Nokia phones seemed too unintelligent.

Fang Yue Nian thought that he was about to go to university and needed a new cell phone. The New Year's money and some of his remaining living expenses over the past few years added up to a considerable amount. If he didn't spend it now, when would he?

Li Peixiang quickly replied: "Brother Nian is indeed one of the top ten most touching boyfriends in China. No problem, I've got it covered. What's the other one?"

The second thing seemed to be the main issue, since Fang Yuenian had taken a long time to send it. Li Peixiang wasn't prepared and was stunned after reading it, muttering to himself, "Holy crap..."

"It's inconvenient for me to access the internet at home. Could you help me find a few movies, something serious, realistic, and artistic about gay relationships? I think I've heard of some Hong Kong films... but the endings don't seem to be very good. Do you know any with happy endings? Foreign ones are fine too. Also... could you find me two more... you know, those kinds of movies, but not too disgusting, a little bit... a little bit aesthetically pleasing, okay? Bro, I'm counting on you."

Li Peixiang: "Seriously? Haven't you guys seen it?"

"Don't pry."

"……All right."

After the conversation, Fang Yuenian went to sleep contentedly.

Anyone can learn new knowledge, right? I don't believe it's really that scary.

The next day when they met, Li Peixiang had packed a large bag that he couldn't hide. Fang Yuenian was very annoyed and was pulled aside by him for a detailed explanation.

"Anyway, there's nothing wrong with these two phones. I put them in here. I bought them from a specialty store, it's my cousin's store, I got a discount. If there are any problems later, just come to me. I went to buy them early this morning. You should have asked for them sooner, it's lucky they open early," he said, as if taking credit. "They even gave you two matching phone cases, isn't that great?"

Fang Yuenian punched his shoulder, "Reliable!"

Li Peixiang added, "Also, I found you an old DVD player, specifically for playing discs. It doesn't need to be connected to a TV. It's rare to find these days; it's obsolete. But it's perfect for you. You don't have internet at home. Oh, and speaking of internet, don't forget to upgrade your mobile plan. Otherwise, the new phone uses up data very quickly, and you could easily end up with a huge bill without realizing it."

Fang Yuenian was touched by his thoughtfulness and praised him sincerely: "My goodness, our Brother Xiang really makes people feel safe."

"Stop talking nonsense," Li Peixiang waved his hand. "I haven't finished yet." He secretly opened the paper bag. "There are several discs in here. I've sorted them. Don't put them away randomly. If your parents see them, you'll definitely get a beating."

Fang Yuenian looked around cautiously and asked, "How did you get this?"

“Damn it,” Li Peixiang said, still angry. “My brother is something else. He’s willing to risk his reputation for you. Forget about those few legitimate movies, but those few, just those few, I looked them up online and went to the flea market last night to find them. You have no idea how those stall owners looked at me. It was like they were the ones I acted in.”

Fang Yuenian suppressed a laugh and patted his shoulder a few times: "Alright, alright, thank you so much, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

“However,” Li Peixiang rubbed his hands together, “you two need to think this through carefully. You need to be prepared for everything. Don’t just get excited and…”

“Ahem,” Fang Yuenian interrupted him, “Alright, I know.”

"Okay, take it. But I'll say it again, be careful."

"Don't worry," Fang Yuenian nodded repeatedly, taking out two stacks of brand-new bills from her schoolbag. "Here, you're in a hurry today, so take them to the bank and deposit them yourself."

"Hmm? Your money is so new. I need to keep it; I might need it later."

Fang Yuenian asked curiously, "Besides needing new money to look nice when giving out New Year's money, what other purpose could it serve?"

“You wouldn’t understand,” Li Peixiang said, putting the money in his bag without saying anything more. “Done.”

After estimating the scores, Fang Yuenian secretly took two cell phones, a portable DVD player that looked like a small laptop, and a bunch of... discs home.

Fortunately, Wang Jing didn't pay much attention and thought it was something from school. On the way, Cheng Bing asked about it, and Fang Yuenian hid the paper bag behind her back, grinning, "I'm not telling you."

If you don't tell me then, you'll have to tell me later.

Fang Yuenian locked herself in her room, staring at those few discs, her inner struggle indescribable.

Why don't you take a look at it yourself first?

Yes, let's first make sure there aren't any disturbing images, so as not to make things worse.

Thinking this, he plugged in his headphones, placed the disc in the box, and the first disc he selected started with a passionate kissing scene. His vision went black, his blood pressure spiked, and he immediately slammed the screen shut.

Should we really watch this with Brother Cheng?

It doesn't seem like a good idea.

He hurriedly stuffed those special films into the top of the bookshelf, then rummaged through them and took out the one whose name and poster alone suggested an artistic and beautiful aesthetic.

Let's look at this instead. (Author's note:)

I don't know now, but ten years ago, libraries did indeed offer theoretical books on same-sex orientation and romantic relationships. And, for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, learning about relationships between men and women wasn't difficult, but it was different with the same sex. Back then, the internet wasn't as developed as it is now, with everyone having a smartphone and 120GB of internet access. This book...