Chapter 49 "Open Your Mouth"

The brass doorbell was right next to Ji Tong's ear, pressed against her earlobe. She could touch it with just a slight tilt of her head, but Ji Tong's entire chin was trapped in Gu Lin's tiger's mouth, unable to move.

His breathing was disordered, and even though he hadn't touched the doorbell, it was ringing in his ears.

Their lips and teeth were cool, but their breaths were burning hot.

Gu Lin finally released his grip when Ji Tong let out a soft groan.

Gu Lin had tried his best to control his strength, but Ji Tong still had several finger marks on his chin and cheek. The marks gradually turned from pale blue when he first let go to crimson, and finally blended into his face, which had turned red from holding his breath.

Gu Lin's lips had already parted, but Ji Tong's eyes remained closed until Gu Lin raised his hand and gently stroked the red mole on Ji Tong's eyelid.

"You were scared, weren't you?" Gu Lin's voice was hoarse.

Ji Tong finally opened his eyelids little by little.

But he didn't look at Gu Lin.

He slowly raised his hand and pressed it against his wildly beating heart.

Palpitations, excitement, dopamine, adrenaline...

So this is what it feels like.

Ji Tong's ears were ringing. He then turned his palm around and placed it from his own heart onto Gu Lin's heart.

Gu Lin's heartbeat was in sync with his, incredibly fast.

"Senior is right," Ji Tong murmured.

A kiss will tell you the answer.

Ji Tong looked at the spot on Gu Lin's chest, her eyes moist yet shining.

His voice was so low it was almost a sign language, but Gu Lin clearly heard the words "senior sister," and he frowned.

Ji Tong finally raised her eyes, the red mole on her eyelid was suddenly hidden, and Gu Lin's silhouette was reflected in her pupils.

He was so excited he couldn't speak. After a brief pause, his hand, which had been pressed against Gu Lin's chest, suddenly gripped him, pulled him towards himself, and lifted his chin, about to press it back against Gu Lin's chest—

Gu Linwei tilted his head back and took a step back.

Ji Tong blinked, without thinking much, raised her chin even higher, and chased after him.

Gu Lin's gaze remained fixed on Ji Tong's face, but his actions were completely different from his aggressive gaze; he leaned back for the second time.

A signal that "we won't allow relatives to be together".

A second before Ji Tong showed a puzzled look, Gu Lin composed himself and said calmly, "What did you just say?"

Ji Tong seemed to be a little short of breath and instinctively tried to recall the past.

Give me a kiss.

"The next sentence."

"Kiss me now."

"Next sentence."

Ji Tong frowned, his eyes seeming to say, "That's all, I only said a few words." Gu Lin raised his hand, placed it on the back of his neck, and scratched it with his fingertip, seemingly casually reminding him, "'Senior sister' what?"

Gu Lin patiently asked, "What did Tu Jing say to you?"

Ji Tong's hand was still gripping Gu Lin's clothes.

Gu Lin's words seemed to have flipped a switch, and Ji Tong poured out all the things she had been holding back all day to Gu Lin, in a tone that sounded like she was complaining or saying something aggrieved.

"I went to class in Building 6."

"Professor Shi Yinghe's elective course, 'Entering the World of Diverse Sexual Orientations: Love and Sex'."

Gu Lin lifted his eyelids slightly, and the hand that was pressing against the back of his neck paused.

"Because you asked me that day if I was gay, and I didn't know, so I went to class."

"I met Mr. Ke Tongguang."

“I asked him about homosexuality.”

"Later, my senior classmate Tu Jing called me and told me that I would know the answer if I kissed her."

"If he were a straight man, he would definitely not accept a kiss from someone of the same sex; he would feel uncomfortable, even if it were the best kiss..."

"Disgusting?" Gu Lin suddenly asked.

Ji Tong's voice trailed off: "What?"

Gu Lin's fingertips still retained a trace of coolness, and he remained silent for a moment.

"Is it disgusting to kiss me?"

Ji Tong shook his head abruptly, and the copper bell that had been pasted on for half a day was finally rung.

Ji Tong ignored him and said honestly and frankly, "It's not disgusting, it's very comfortable."

"Feel it." As if afraid that Gu Lin wouldn't believe her, Ji Tong lowered both hands and grabbed Gu Lin's other hand, placing it against her own heart.

"Did you jump very fast?"

Gu Lin didn't speak, he just looked at him.

The dim light in the entryway made those eyes appear bright and clear.

His lust was riddled with layers of vile elements, but the person before him had pure desires.

"Gu Lin." Ji Tong, her back pressed against the door, looked up at Gu Lin with earnest and serious eyes.

Professor Shi said that homosexuality refers to the ability to be attracted to and establish intimate relationships with individuals of the same sex as oneself.

"Although I only have these feelings for you, I don't have them for other boys or girls."

"But you're a boy."

"Then I must be gay."

“My uncle said I can come back to you once I’ve thought things through, and I have,” Ji Tong tugged at his sleeve. “So, can I kiss you now?”

The two stared at each other silently for a moment.

One second.

Two seconds.

This time, Gu Lin didn't wait for Ji Tong to raise his chin. Without the slightest hesitation, he bent down and lowered his head.

The moment their lips met again, his senses were heightened, and a strange yet exhilarating emotion overwhelmed Ji Tong. His body seemed to automatically activate a protective mechanism, and he abruptly closed his eyes.

So she didn't notice Gu Lin's expression when he kissed her.

His patience, which had been completely exhausted, returned at this moment. Gu Lin's eyelids were slightly lowered and not closed, as he carefully observed every change in the expression of the person in front of him, even the small movement of his eyelashes trembling.

He saw it all.

The red mole, which had been exposed to the light of day again because of Ji Tong's tightly closed eyes, seemed like a living, breathing thing, leaping into Gu Lin's sight as Ji Tong's eyelashes trembled.

Gu Lin's breathing was labored, but his expression remained impassive.

Ji Tong thought that all kisses were like the one just now. Although it was fierce, the skin touched and the breaths blended, it was warm and comfortable, until Gu Lin pulled away slightly.

Just as Ji Tong was about to open his eyes, a low, seductive voice reached his ear—

"Open your mouth."

Before a ferocious beast hunts, it is always at its most patient. But no matter how "docile" or harmless it may seem before, it cannot stop it from baring its fangs the moment it is captured.

Ji Tong opened his mouth in a daze. The moment the hot, humid sensation swept over him, his eyelids twitched violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

A kiss that was so much deeper than before.

Ji Tong felt like he was drowning in the sea. His spine seemed to connect with the nerves in his lips and teeth, and they ached in unison. Ji Tong let out an unbearable whimper, almost running down the wooden door, but was scooped up by a hand and held in place.

When it was all over, Ji Tong's mind was blank, her vision was spinning, and her limbs were weak. She couldn't even stand up and could only lean forward into Gu Lin's arms, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke.

"Gu Lin." Ji Tong called out his name in a daze.

Gu Lin gently patted his back to help him catch his breath: "Mmm."

"So, will we always be this close from now on?"

Gu Lin paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."

He said casually, "That's how it is."

Ji Tong: "...Oh."

Ji Tong leaned her head on Gu Lin's shoulder until she had regulated her breathing, then looked up and stood up.

The two exchanged a few moments of silent understanding, and then Gu Lin's phone vibrated twice.

Ji Tong didn't want to move or speak, so she tugged at Gu Lin's sleeve, signaling him to look.

Gu Lin picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Ji Tong: "Whose news is this?"

Gu Lin: "Mingying."

Ji Tong took Gu Lin's phone and looked at it.

[Mingying: Brother Lin, did you go out looking for Tongtong?]

[Mingying: Did you find it?]

The three people in room 411 anxiously stared at their phones.

Two seconds later, a voice message appeared in Cui Mingying's chat box.

The voice message lasts only one second.

Cui Mingying: "?"

Under the urging gazes of Li Yuan and Zhou Tian, ​​Cui Mingying immediately clicked on it—

"Found it."

The three of them were all stunned.

It was Lin Ge's message box, but the voice message was sent by Tong Tong.

The three of them racked their brains, and finally felt relieved.

Cui Mingying was busy typing when WeChat buzzed again.

It's still Ji Tong's voice.

"I'm at the Peninsula, I'm staying at an apartment tonight, don't wait for me."

Just as the three finished listening, the voice message was withdrawn and replaced with a new one.

Cui Mingying clicked on it again.

"I'm in the Peninsula. I'll be staying in an apartment for the next few days, so you don't need to wait for me."

"..."

After replying to Cui Mingying, Ji Tong put her phone into Gu Lin's pocket.

Gu Lin glanced down at Ji Tong's slippers, which were undressed.

"Are you cold?" Gu Lin asked.

Ji Tong shook her head: "It's not cold."

Gu Lin bent down, took the cotton slippers that Ji Tong usually wore, and helped him put them on. As Ji Tong lifted his foot, he touched the temperature of his ankle.

It's as cold as ice.

Gu Lin's face darkened.

Half an hour later, Ji Tong was stripped of her coat, had her feet soaked, dried, and put on the bed.

Like the two most difficult days of withdrawal, Ji Tong didn't sleep well, and neither did Gu Lin.

Ji Tong's blue under-eyes was particularly noticeable. The color wasn't actually very dark, but because he was fair-skinned, even the slightest trace of it was extremely conspicuous.

Gu Lin shoved him onto the bed, covered him with the blanket, turned off the light, and then left the master bedroom.

He had already showered, but after all that, he went back into the bathroom to shower again, changed into a new set of pajamas, and then turned around and went back to the guest room.

As soon as the door was pushed open—

There's someone else in the bed.

Gu Lin: "..."

Ji Tong obediently occupied only half of the bed, not playing on her phone or doing anything else. She just lay flat on the bed, pulled the blanket over most of her face, and looked at him with her eyes showing.

Gu Lin pressed his hand on the doorknob, stood there for half a minute, finally sighed, turned off the light, and walked towards the bed.

As soon as I lay down, the person behind me moved closer, but did nothing else. The two of us just stayed close together quietly and intimately.

for a long time.

"Have you been sleeping on the sofa bed these past two days?" Ji Tong asked.

"Um."

"Is it because they know I'll watch the security footage?"

"Did you see it?"

"have."

"I've watched it several times."

"Many times, countless times."

Ji Tong reached out, groping to hook Gu Lin's fingers, but Gu Lin first pulled them into his palm.

"Haven't you been sleeping well these past two days?" Gu Lin asked softly.

“Yes,” Ji Tong said, pausing for a moment, “I’m scared.”

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"I'm afraid I won't be a good lover, nor will I be a good friend."

"But I'm not afraid anymore."

Gu Lin squeezed his fingers, about to speak, but Ji Tong started talking again, seemingly off-topic.

"Gu Lin, should I pursue you?"

He'd taken a class where they talked about pursuing, dating, and getting married—that seemed like the correct steps.

Gu Lin was already used to his sudden thoughts, but still gave him a reminder.

"You don't sleep with someone you're pursuing."

Ji Tong yawned, as if he was thinking.

"Let's not pursue it today."

His voice gradually became indistinct, and he fell asleep peacefully after Gu Lin coaxed him to sleep.

Only when his breathing became long and even did Gu Lin slowly open his eyes. He looked at him for a long time, then lowered his head and placed a quiet kiss on his hair.

-

The following day, at Zhu Xuyao's villa.

After having nightmares all night, Song Zhenshu went downstairs and poured himself a glass of cold brew tea to wake himself up.

Yesterday, a group of people drank at Zhu Xuyao's villa. Since it was inconvenient for them to drive, they decided to stay overnight.

Song Zhenshu was the earliest to start.

When another friend came down, Song Zhenshu had already finished his second drink.

"Drinking something this cold first thing in the morning? Don't you want to ruin your stomach?"

Song Zhenshu rubbed her temples and asked him, "What time is it?"

My friend glanced at his watch: "8:58."

It's almost nine o'clock. Tongtong's class on Tuesday morning is the second period, so she should be awake by now.

Zhu Xuyao's words yesterday left a lingering effect; Song Zhenshu had nightmares all night, tossing and turning, and felt she needed to remind Ji Tong a few more times.

After thinking about it, he decided to call Ji Tong.

The call was answered quickly.

"Tongtong, you're awake—"

My friend was standing by the refrigerator, listening to Song Zhenshu call Ji Tong while searching for anything else to eat. Just as his hand reached for a steak, "bang!" The sound of shattering glass exploded in his ears.

He was startled and turned his head to see the sound of Song Zhenshu's glass teacup falling.

Just as her friend was about to ask, Song Zhenshu slammed her phone on the table, clenched her fists, and rushed upstairs.

Friend: "???"

"Hey, Zhenshu, where are you going? The phone is still connected. Where are you going?"

When Song Zhenshu suddenly disappeared, his friend, at a loss and afraid of scaring Ji Tong, quickly stepped forward to take over the phone.

"Hello Tongtong? Your uncle just dropped his teacup. Don't worry."

"Hello." A low, husky male voice came from the other end.

His friend's breath hitched.

Who are you, friend?

That's not Tongtong's voice, is it?

At the same time, Zhu Xuyao's pig-like screams came from upstairs.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? An earthquake? Pillow Book, you... sigh... sigh, why are you on my bed? Sigh... what's with that expression? No, sigh... why are you pinching me...!!!"