Chapter 162 Chapter 162 [Discovery]
"What are you doing!" Jiang Wanqiu looked at the situation in the room in shock and asked with a trembling voice.
From Jiang Wanqiu's angle, what he saw was He Xiuji hugging Lin Yimu from behind, and even kissing Lin Yimu on the ear. The two were in a very ambiguous state.
Hearing Jiang Wanqiu's questioning voice, Lin Yimu and the other man were startled and quickly turned around to look at the door. This turn finally allowed Jiang Wanqiu to see clearly what the two were doing, and then she retracted the shocked look on her face. However, facing the two people who were looking at her in surprise, Jiang Wanqiu looked somewhat embarrassed.
Because when the two looked towards the door in surprise, a photo album was revealed in Lin Yi Mu's hand. He Xiu Ji just wanted to take the photo album from Lin Yi Mu because he was tall, and the reason why he stood behind Lin Yi Mu was because in front of them was the suitcase that He Xiu Ji had not yet packed.
Originally, the two were discussing Lin Yi Mu's past dark history, but because those things were put into the utility room by Lin Yi Mu, He Xiu Ji did not see those things. While tidying up the closet, Lin Yi Mu found a photo album that had been placed in the corner of the closet at some point. When he opened it, there were all the photos of him from childhood to adulthood.
He Xiuji, who was originally looking around the room, also noticed the photo album in Lin Yimu's hand. He was curious and wanted to take a look at the photos inside, but Lin Yimu, who felt ashamed, held the album tightly in his arms and refused to let him see it. At this time, He Xiuji walked behind Lin Yimu and wanted to take out the album. This scene happened when Jiang Wanqiu opened the door.
This caused Jiang Wanqiu to misunderstand the scene, which put her in an awkward situation.
"Mom, when did you come back? We were just joking just now, what's wrong?" Lin Yimu asked his mother, and then explained his and He Xiuji's actions with some confusion. He didn't understand what was wrong with his mother. She felt a little weird today.
Jiang Wanqiu looked at the mature, steady, yet noble and cold man standing next to her son. Although she still looked a little embarrassed, she was still full of doubts. Instead, she kept looking at He Xiuji, wondering in her heart what the relationship between him and her son was.
But while he was suspicious, he did not forget to reply, "Nothing, I just came back and wanted to see if you were still reading in the room. I wanted you to take a break before reading." After saying that, he turned his eyes to He Xiuji and asked, "Xiao Mu, who is this?"
When Lin Yi Mu heard his mother's question, he did not hide anything, but answered his mother according to the answer they had agreed on before, so it did not arouse suspicion for the time being. Instead, Jiang Wanqiu warmly welcomed He Xiu Ji to come home and play.
Jiang Wanqiu also threw away the doubts she had in her heart before. She just thought that He Xiuji was her son's college classmate, just that he looked more mature.
In the evening, Lin's father came back and asked Lin Yimu about He Xiuji's questions. After Lin Yimu dealt with them as usual, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When it was time to eat, Jiang Wanqiu was very enthusiastic in picking food for He Xiuji and urging him to eat. She picked up a big bowl full of food for him. He Xiuji was a little overwhelmed by her enthusiasm.
Until the evening rest time, He Xiuji had not recovered from the enthusiasm of Lin's father and mother. He looked at Lin Yimu with some doubt and asked: "Xiaomu, why are uncle and aunt so enthusiastic? Haven't you brought friends home before?"
Lin Yimu thought about it after hearing this. He realized that he had indeed not brought any friends back with him since he was reborn. Especially after he started to get busy with his studies, he had even fewer friends and basically never went out to play.
"It seems like never. Since I started to be busy with my studies, I have no time to make friends."
He Xiuji felt a little distressed when he heard this and rubbed Lin Yimu's hair, which was still a little damp after he had just washed it, and said, "It's okay. I'll take you out to play whenever I have free time in the future. Besides, don't you have a few friends who want to study and improve together? You can also invite them to your home if you have nothing to do."
Lin Yimu heard this and pulled He Xiuji's hand with some amusement, saying, "What you said is just like my parents. They are older than me. Don't worry so much. You will age faster."
He Xiuji's face became serious when he heard this. He stared at Lin Yimu seriously and asked, "Do you really look old?" He then reached out and touched his face.
"Ah?" Lin Yimu was a little surprised when he saw He Xiuji who was so concerned about his appearance.
Afterwards, he couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter. He Xiu Ji couldn't help but reveal a dangerous look on his face as he stared at Lin Yi Mu, causing Lin Yi Mu to stop laughing in embarrassment.
Afterwards, Lin Yimu held He Xiuji's face seriously, and the two of them faced each other and breathed closely together as he explained, "You're not old, really not old at all. When you stand outside with this handsome face, I guarantee you'll attract a lot of young girls who will cry and shout about wanting to marry you."
Looking at Lin Yimu's face so close, feeling his breath hitting his face, He Xiuji stared at Lin Yimu's lips that kept opening and closing with a deep look in his eyes. He turned his eyes away reluctantly until Lin Yimu finished speaking, and said in a somewhat inexplicable manner: "I don't want anyone else to marry me, I want you to marry me."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yimu pursed his lips a little embarrassedly and said nothing, but he felt a secret joy in his heart. However, thinking that same-sex people in their country cannot get married, especially that his family may object, Lin Yimu's originally joyful mood became a little depressed.
He Xiuji had been paying attention to Lin Yimu's changes in demeanor. Seeing him suddenly depressed, he roughly guessed what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything sweet. Instead, he hugged him in his arms and whispered in Lin Yimu's ear: "Don't be sad. I believe that one day, our country will be able to pass the same-sex marriage law. Then we will be the first couple to get a marriage certificate."
Hearing this, Lin Yimu's originally depressed mood was no longer depressed. Instead, he felt a little guilty facing He Xiuji, because he was not as thoughtful as He Xiuji, especially now that he didn't dare to tell his parents about it.
"Mr. He, I have never told my parents about us. Do you think I am a bad person?" Lin Yimu asked with some difficulty.
He Xiuji smiled dotingly and said, "I don't mind that. I mind more about how you address me. Why still Mr. Kaga, huh?" The last hum of He Xiuji was so seductive that it made Lin Yimu's ears numb for a moment, and he felt a little confused.
After a long while, Lin Yimu came back to his senses when He Xiuji's strong arms were wrapped around his waist. Thinking of the reason why he still addressed him the same way, he said shyly, "But what if I like to call you Mr. He?"
"It's okay. If you like it, just keep calling me that. Even if it's an ordinary name, it will have a different meaning when it comes from your mouth." He Xiuji looked at the man with sparkling eyes and a little shy, and scratched Lin Yimu's nose lovingly.
The two talked for a while, and time slowly came to 9:30 in the evening. Lin Yimu thought that He Xiuji must be tired after running on the road all day, so he patted the other quilt on the bed and said, "Okay, we can talk about it tomorrow. You must be tired after running all day today, so go to bed early."
Hearing this, He Xiuji glanced at the new quilt that Jiang Wanqiu had specially found out for him, then looked at Lin Yimu who had already crawled into the thin quilt. He nodded, lifted the quilt and lay down in it. But before going to bed, He Xiuji couldn't help but kiss Lin Yimu's moist lips that he had coveted for a long time.
Before Lin Yimu could come to his senses after being suddenly attacked, He Xiuji had already turned off the lights in the room, and the whole room suddenly became dark.
Early the next morning, Lin Yimu opened his eyes in a daze, and when he wanted to get up, he felt an arm tightly around his waist. Lin Yimu dazedly put his hand on the arm around his waist, and looking in the direction of the arm, he found that He Xiuji had crossed over his own quilt and crawled into his quilt, and was hugging his waist tightly.
However, Lin Yimu did not take his hand away. Instead, he lay down again and turned to look at the sleeping man next to him. His hand unconsciously touched the other's face.
His face, which used to seem somewhat cold and indifferent, was unusually calm and peaceful when he was asleep. Even the aura between his eyebrows softened, making people want to get closer.
Unconsciously, Lin Yi Mu's face moved closer to He Xiu Ji's sleeping face. The distance between them was almost only 1 cm. If he got a little closer, Lin Yi Mu would be able to kiss He Xiu Ji's thin lips, but Lin Yi Mu just looked at him for a long time without moving.
But at this moment, He Xiuji slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, raised his arm, pressed down He Xiuji's head, and kissed Lin Yimu on his lips.
Lin Yimu widened his eyes in surprise the moment he was kissed. He just looked at He Xiuji who had his eyes closed and a serious expression, and Qinghuan's gentle kiss on his lips. Lin Yimu didn't know how to react for a moment, and just stood there in a daze.
"Little fool, close your eyes and open your mouth." He Xiuji opened his eyes and looked at the wide eyes, smiled somewhat dotingly and whispered.
Lin Yimu's mind was in a mess and he couldn't think of anything. He could only follow He Xiuji's instructions. It was not until he could hardly breathe that he couldn't help but reach out to push He Xiuji.
He Xiuji let go of Lin Yimu's lips, and looked at the person in front of him with a deep look, whose face was red from cheek to neck. He held the person tightly in his arms with a forbearing look, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
Lin Yimu lay in He Xiuji's arms with a flushed face. When he felt something pressing against his body, he froze there, not daring to move.
After both of them looked back to normal, Lin Yimu quickly pushed He Xiuji away and ran into the bathroom to wash up.
Jiang Wanqiu, who originally thought that Lin Yimu and He Xiuji had gotten up late and was afraid that they would miss breakfast, now stood stiffly at the slightly opened door, her face as pale as paper and her eyes extremely empty. After a long while, she slowly left the door and did not dare to face the two people in the room.
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