Chapter 43
She said she was waiting for the man to come back, but in fact Fang Chen ran away early the next morning. Before leaving, he took away Sis's shirt.
He had made it dirty last night, and Fang Chen had already washed it in the morning. He originally thought of hanging it back in the closet, but after hesitating for a moment, he stuffed it into the suitcase and packed it up to take away.
When he returned, his roommate was stunned for a moment.
"You really came back to live here? Aren't you living with your boyfriend?"
Fang Chen said vaguely, "School has just started."
The roommate blinked, moved closer to Fang Chen, looked at him carefully, and said "tsk tsk" twice, "Something's wrong, something's wrong with you."
Fang Chen turned his face away uncomfortably, "No way."
"You don't look well. You look like you're unsatisfied." My roommate stroked his chin, then asked with a look of disbelief, "Is your boyfriend not good at that?"
Fang Chen was so embarrassed that he almost burned.
Actually, it’s not wrong.
A little unsatisfied.
Yesterday, I was so uncomfortable. Usually, when a man uses his fingers, he only needs two, a little pressure, and then his legs become weak. But when I did it myself, my hands were soaking wet, and I couldn't get them right. In the end, I had to rub against his shirt. Even after I came, I still felt uncomfortable, like something was missing in my heart.
Seeing Fang Chen's expression, his roommate was almost certain. He sighed and patted Fang Chen on the shoulder. "What a pity I gave you this gift. Ah, but it doesn't matter. Those three-legged frogs are hard to find, but there are three-legged erect men everywhere. I'll introduce you to a good one someday."
Fang Chen was anxious to return to his room and look in the mirror to see where his sexual dissatisfaction lay. He did not hear clearly what his roommate said. He responded vaguely twice and dragged his suitcase back to the room.
After closing the door, he quickly ran to the bathroom and looked carefully in the mirror.
It’s still this face, with big eyes, long eyelashes, a very upturned nose, and very soft lips... No!
How can you not be dissatisfied?
He's not some little lamb that can't survive without Sith!
Fang Chen walked out with a snort.
The student dormitory is not very big. Apart from the bathroom, the bedroom can only accommodate some basic facilities. If you open the suitcase and put it on the ground, there is almost no place to stand.
It is said that it is difficult to go from luxury to simplicity, no wonder.
Looking at the suitcase full of things, Fang Chen sighed. Usually when he was with Xisi, whether they were out playing or doing something else, he didn't need to do all this. He would just let him change his clothes and go out to play, and the man would do the cleaning.
Fang Chen sat aside and reflected for a moment.
I have been spoiled a lot recently. I used to work three jobs a day, but now I need Sis to change my socks for me.
This won’t do!
He wants to be a self-reliant little lamb again!
The next second, the self-reliant lamb received a call from Sith. He hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone.
The man on the other end of the phone sounded calm, as if he wasn't affected at all by what happened last night.
"Baby, where are you?"
Fang Chen licked his lips and said with a guilty conscience, "In the dormitory."
Sis hummed, not sounding surprised at all. "Haven't you eaten yet? I've had someone bring it to you. It'll be here soon."
I really didn’t eat. I sneaked out early in the morning and my stomach was still empty.
Self-reliance-90%!
Fang Chen said obediently, "Okay."
"The dormitory room needs to be cleaned again. No one has lived here for a holiday. It needs to be cleaned again. Don't do it yourself. I'll ask the housekeeping staff to do it."
Sith arranged everything.
Self-reliance - 1%!
The lamb struggled hard, "No, I can clean it myself. Don't ask anyone to do it. It's just one room, it's not a big deal."
He heard someone on the other end of the phone calling Sis again, and quickly said, "Go to training and focus on the game. Don't worry about me."
After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone.
On the other side, in the training hall.
The man stared at the darkened screen, his eyes gloomy.
She was so disobedient. Didn’t we agree to wait for him at home? Sure enough, she ran away.
Joey called him twice, but Sis didn't respond, so he could only run over to find him. But just as he opened his mouth, he saw the man looking up coldly.
The words were suddenly choked in my throat.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Joey thought desperately, "Tomorrow's contestant is Grace. Okay, he's a bit strong. He won the group stage last time, but don't worry. His playing style is quite aggressive, so he lacks stamina..."
"No one will worry about that loser." The man interrupted him coldly.
Joey choked, "Then what's wrong with you..."
Remembering that Xisi was on the phone just now, he suddenly had an idea, "You are not arguing with Shen!"
No way. No way.
No one in their club had ever thought that Xisi would be like this when it came to love. They all called him a love-brained person behind his back. Seeing how he usually doted on Fang Chen, he almost praised her to the sky.
I didn't expect that we would quarrel.
Hearing Joey's words, Sis's expression turned even colder. He curled his lips and said, "Book me a flight back to New York City tomorrow. I'll be back after the game."
Joey was stunned for a moment. "So urgent? No... there's no need to be so anxious. There's a dinner party tomorrow, and you're the main character. Why don't you come back the day after tomorrow?"
"I'll go back and comfort people."
He said this with gnashing teeth.
Joey scratched his head.
Are you sure you are trying to coax someone and not hit them?
Sis had already started walking, so he quickly followed him, "Don't commit domestic violence..."
*
The consequence of retaining the last bit of self-reliance was that by the time the house was cleaned up, the lamb had become a dead lamb lying on the bed.
The suitcase is still half packed.
But Fang Chen thought, forget it.
Anyway, I will have to go back and live with Sith in the end.
Well, he is just so useless.
But thinking about the way the man looked at him in the video yesterday, Fang Chen thought that in order to save his life, he should hide for two days.
In the evening, his roommate dragged him out to eat.
In a small shop in the semi-basement, two people were gnawing on super spicy chicken chops. Fang Chen hadn't eaten this kind of "junk food" for a while. The food cooked by the chef at home was indeed delicious, but it was too healthy. If you ate too much, it would taste bland.
I don’t know how many layers of chili powder were coated on the chicken fillet. Fang Chen was breathing in small sips because of the spicy taste, and there was some sweat on the tip of his nose.
Fang Chen was half-listening to his roommate's bland gossip. Suddenly, someone walked over to their table, stood by it, and straightly pulled out their phone and asked Fang Chen, "Hello, can I meet you?"
Fang Chen was stunned when the phone on the table rang at the right time. It happened to be Xisi calling.
He quickly raised his phone, "My boyfriend."
The boy hadn't left yet, so Fang Chen didn't want to answer the call immediately. He put the phone aside, but his finger accidentally touched it. He clicked to answer the call, but he didn't notice.
The boy at the table frowned. "It doesn't matter if you have a boyfriend. We just want to get to know each other. We can be friends. Maybe you'll think I'm better than your boyfriend."
Once again, I saw the tolerance of foreign friends.
Fang Chen quickly waved his hand, "Really, no need. My boyfriend is quite violent. He has a bad temper and likes to hit people."
Afraid that this person would refuse to leave, Fang Chen deliberately said this. Sure enough, the boy's face changed and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned around and left.
After the man left, the roommate disapproved, "You should get to know him too. I think he's quite handsome. Besides, didn't you say your boyfriend is not good enough? Don't just sit there with a dead tree. Look at the flowers and plants outside."
Who told him that Sith was not good?
Fang Chen shook his head and was about to explain when he caught a glimpse of the phone next to him. The screen was dimly lit, indicating that he was on a call.
It's no exaggeration to say that Fang Chen's head buzzed and he almost froze. After two seconds of silence, he stood up and walked out with his phone in hand, "I'm going to answer a call."
“Eh—”
He ran out before his roommate could finish his words.
The weather has warmed up in the past two days, but the wind is still a little cold at night. However, no matter how cold it is, it is not as cold as Fang Chen's heart.
He put the phone to his ear. It was very quiet on the other end of the line, as if there was only the sound of each other's breathing.
Fang Chen pursed his lips, his throat dry, "Sis, are you listening?"
The little lamb in my heart knelt down and prayed.
Please please please you must not be listening!!!
But the next second, the man's faint voice came over, "Yeah."
The lamb's eyes went dark and he was about to faint.
When was the call answered? What did Sith hear?
He stumbled and said, "You...you listen to me..."
As a result, she was interrupted by the man just as she started, "Eating outside?"
The courage I had just mustered was punctured again.
Fang uttered a dull "hmm".
"The food out there isn't clean. Don't eat too much. You have a bad stomach. Eat less spicy food and don't drink cold soda."
Sith admonished him in his usual tone.
Fang Chen stammered, "I, I know, that... don't be angry..."
Sith asked him back, "Why am I angry?"
Fang Chen choked.
"Okay, baby, if you have anything to say, we can talk when I get back. Are you standing outside making a phone call? Come inside quickly, or you'll catch a cold and get sick."
The man hung up the phone immediately after he finished speaking.
Fang Chen held the phone, feeling a little dazed.
This was the first time that Sith had hung up on him.
Angry, must be angry.
Fang Chen's heart was pounding with panic. He wanted to fight back, but he really didn't have the courage to do so.
The roommate waited in the room for a long time before Fang Chen came back. He just went out to make a phone call, but he looked like all the energy had been drained out of him. He was dispirited and looked like a wilted puppy.
He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Fang Chen sat on the chair, sighed slowly, picked up his phone several times, put it down again, and finally looked at his roommate with a bleak face.
"Is there any men's hospital you can recommend?"
"ha?"
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The competition is tomorrow, and Joey showed Sis the preliminary schedule.
After knocking on the door and entering the lounge, he saw the man slowly wrapping his wrist straps. He was stunned for a moment. Didn’t he just come back from training?
Sith looked up at him and said calmly, "Call two people to come and play a training match with me."
The guy who played with you during the day is now lying on the bed with a grimace in his mouth.
Joey thought, it’s a good thing that there are enough people coming this time.
He asked tentatively, "Didn't you just come out of the training hall?"
Xisi looked at him quietly, his face calm, "Then come and fight with me?"
The moment Sith looked over, Joey felt his scalp tingling, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast in the jungle. Beneath his calm appearance, it seemed as if magma was about to erupt.
"I, I, I'm going to get someone to fight with you right now!"
Joey almost rushed out the door.
It's so scary.
Isn't it just a quarrel with Shen?
How scary.
The boxing match the next day was advertised as a friendly league between the two schools, but in fact the two schools had always been at odds with each other, from rugby to boxing, each time they fought to the death.
Although the competition was held in the neighboring city, it was broadcast live wherever there were screens in the school.
Since the first class in the morning, Fang Chen kept hearing the name Sith, which had almost become the hot topic of discussion today.
This class also came to Jieming. After the two of them sat down, he secretly poked him from the side, "Why didn't you go with him?"
Fang Chen took out two cartons of milk from his bag and handed one to Jie Ming. "My classes are too full. There's nothing I can do."
Jie Ming winked at him and said, "How is it? Your boyfriend is so hot, are you happy?"
Fang Chen pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed an ugly smile.
When Sith comes back, he will be the one in hot water.
Stir-fried lamb.
Woo woo woo.
Fang Chen, who had gone too far, finally began to reflect on whether he had been too much these days and left no way out for himself.
He silently took out his cell phone and opened the chat box with Sis. The man spoke to him normally, reminding him to put on more clothes and to eat on time.
The last message was just one minute ago.
Sis said that he was going to make preparations for the game and turned off his phone temporarily, and asked Fang Chen to call Joey if he had any questions.
Fang Chen returned to cheer for the game.
After thinking about it, I added two more words in front.
Hubby! Good luck in the competition!!
well.
The lamb sighed silently.
I hope I don’t die too miserably when Sith comes back.
After the get out of class, almost all the students went to the second floor, where there was a whole wall of screens that would broadcast Sis's boxing match in real time.
Jieming pulled Fang Chen over to take a look.
The two of them squeezed to the front row smoothly. At this moment, the game had already gone on for two rounds. Fang Chen's heart tightened. He didn't look at the score, and his eyes fell on Sis first.
After taking a quick look, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At least he didn't look injured.
At this time, he heard the people next to him whispering, "Sis's fighting style is really fierce today."
"Yeah, Grace plays aggressively, he should be more circuitous."
Fang Chen didn't know much about boxing. He nervously tugged at Jie Ming's sleeve and asked, "What's wrong? Is the match not going well?"
Jieming scratched his head. "Ciss fought very fiercely today. Grace is a very strong opponent. If he wants to knock her out directly..."
It's quite difficult.
Before he could finish his words, he heard cheers from the side.
Fang Chen stared blankly at the screen. The guy called Grace had fallen down, and the referee was counting the seconds. Sis stood quietly on the side, his expression looking cold and fierce. His chest rose and fell slightly, like a dormant cheetah.
After the cheers, everyone held their breath, waiting for the referee's decision.
One second, two seconds...
Grace finally got up without struggling.
Sith successfully defended his title once again.
All the students watching the game on the second floor were boiling with excitement. Jieming jumped up and kept pulling Fang Chenhuang, "We won, we won!"
Fang Chen was still a little dazed.
Win?
Is this the victory?
He rushed over to see that the game was over in just a few minutes?
"Holy crap! That's awesome! That's so intense!!"
Jie Ming said excitedly, "Your man..."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly realized what was happening, looked around, and quickly shut up.
Fang Chen finally came to his senses at this time. He realized that he was sweating all over. He first curled the corners of his lips, then his eyes also curved, and finally he jumped up happily like Benjamin.
This excitement lasted until lunchtime. Obviously, this fierce competition had a huge impact on everyone. When Fang Chen was in the cafeteria, he could hear people around him talking about Sith.
He and Benjamin got their food and found an empty seat to sit down. The people next to them were gesticulating and talking loudly.
"Ciss hit me too hard today. When he punched me, I saw Grace's face deformed on camera."
"I wonder if he insured his hands."
The person opposite slammed the table.
"I guarantee that one punch from Sith could kill a mad bull."
“…”
Do you have to be so exaggerated?
Fang silently took a bite of the chicken leg and couldn't help muttering, "North American Wu Song."
Jie Ming was sitting across from him. Hearing his mumbling, he asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
Fang Chen explained awkwardly, "Well, he can be considered a boxer in our country. He is good at beating tigers, but of course, he is more accomplished in drinking."
Jieming didn't understand why, but he nodded. "Great."
After the excitement wore off, Fang Chen began to feel anxious again. He thought Sis would be back tomorrow. How could his butt be any better? If all else failed, he might as well go out and hide for two days.
"Shen, Shen? Are you listening?"
Um? ?
Fang Chen came back to his senses and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"How about going to the bar tonight and having a drink to celebrate?"
Fang Chen quickly shook his head, "I'm not going."
Sis will be back tomorrow, so he doesn't dare to do that again now.
Jie Ming said regretfully, "Okay."
.
There were quite a few classes today, and the afternoon was fully booked. Fang Chen felt dizzy after a day of classes, so he bought a loaf of bread at the door and walked towards the dormitory, intending to have a good sleep.
Who would have thought that when I got downstairs to the dormitory, I would see that familiar sports car parked downstairs.
Fang Chen paused, thinking he was dazzled by the class. He rubbed his eyes and saw that it was indeed this car.
The lamb was still lucky enough to comfort himself in his heart, this car is not only for Sis to drive, it may belong to someone else -
The next second, the car window moved down, revealing the man's stern face. He turned his head to look at Fang Chen and said in a flat tone, "Get in the car, baby."
The sky is falling!
The sky is falling for the little lamb!!
How come he came back so soon?!
Didn’t he just finish the game?!
The man's expression was far from as peaceful as it looked in the video. It was as if he had taken off his disguise and was staring darkly at the dreaming lamb.
Fang Chen licked his lips and subconsciously took two steps back, "I, I'm going back to the dormitory..."
Sith smiled.
He asked, "Do you want me to go down and catch you?"
Fang Chen was stunned.
Now? Here?
The game just ended, and Sis is a hot topic right now. If someone really gets out of the car to catch him, he will probably be on the headlines tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Fang Chen didn't dare to hesitate. He ran to the passenger seat with his schoolbag in his arms, opened the door and quickly got in the car.
The man gripped the steering wheel, glanced at Fang Chen, and his eyes fell on the bread in his hand. His expression became even uglier, "You're going to eat this? Didn't I tell you to eat well?"
Fang Chen muttered softly, "Not really hungry."
Sis curled his lips, said nothing, and drove back.
The man didn't say a word along the way, which made Fang Chen feel uneasy. When the car stopped in the garage, his legs felt weak and he didn't want to get out.
Seeing Fang Chen hesitate to move, Xisi asked him calmly, "Do you want to do it in the car? Do you like car sex? Then we need to change the car. This sports car can't do it."
???
The lamb was so frightened that it almost crawled out of the car.
After getting out of the car, Xisi looked normal. He was still holding Fang Chen's hand. He squeezed his soft palm and asked him in a low voice, "Why are your palms so sweaty?"
What do you think?
I was scared.
The lamb leaned against Sith and said flatteringly, "Honey, I miss you."
The man looked down at him and smiled faintly, "What were you thinking? Holding my shirt and rubbing it while you're on the phone? Or playing it loud so I can hear other people hitting on you? Or telling your friends that I'm not good enough?"
With every word the lamb spoke, his face turned paler. In the end, he didn't even dare to breathe and just hung his head obediently.
Play... play too much.
After entering the apartment, Xiaoyang obediently changed his shoes and clothes, while Sis went to the kitchen to cook.
He had already asked someone to buy the ingredients and send them over in advance.
It wasn't anything too complicated, just a bowl of shredded chicken noodles. When it was served on the table, Xiaoyang started to boast about the food without asking for anything in return.
"My husband is so great! How come his cooking is so delicious? It smells so good! My mouth is watering just by smelling it."
Sis looked at him with a half-smile, "Aren't you hungry?"
Fang Chen choked.
The man raised his chin and said, "Eat slowly, don't burn yourself. I'm going to take a shower."
As soon as he heard that the man was going to take a shower, the radar in Fang Chen's head started to sound. He thought about the probability of Sis running out while he was taking a shower, and the probability of him being caught and surviving.
In the end, he just sat at the dining table and ate noodles dejectedly.
When Xisi came out, the bowl of noodles had been finished. The man walked to the table and was about to put the bowl away when Fang Chen immediately hugged him tightly, "I... I'm not full."
Sith scoffed.
He raised his hand and pinched the back of Fang Chen's neck, as if he were playing with a kitten, nonchalantly, "Are you stalling for time, baby? I suggest you don't eat too much, I'm afraid you'll vomit it out later."
Fang Chen was stunned when he heard this. He turned around and wanted to run almost subconsciously, but was directly picked up by the man. "Baby, don't you miss me very much? Why are you running?"
The man who knocked out his opponent quickly and neatly in the video, the "North American Wu Song" who his classmates called could kill a bull with one punch, was now holding Fang Chen as if he were holding a flapping chicken.
He easily stripped off Fang Chen's pants and slapped him. The crisp sound made Fang Chen startled for a moment and said in disbelief, "You, you hit me!"
The man slapped him again and said calmly, "Didn't you say that? I have a bad temper, I'm violent, and I like to hit people."
!!!
He clearly said this to reject that boy!
Why are you so petty and vindictive?
Fang Chen struggled to run, but his strength was not enough in the eyes of the man, and he was held down by the waist and hit three or four times in a row.
This time, Fang Shen was about to cry.
Hmm.
pp is hot.
He held back his tears and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, Sis, I really know I was wrong."
Touching the two slightly red spots under his palms, the man suddenly asked him, "Where's my shirt?"
Fang Chen knew which one he was talking about. His ears turned red as he stammered, "I took it to the dormitory."
The man nodded.
He let go of Fang Chen and walked towards the bedroom.
He didn't know what Xisi was going to do, but Fang Chen was not in the mood to think about it. He quickly took the opportunity to reach out and rub his back.
Less than half a minute later, the man came out holding a piece of clothing. Fang Chen quickly withdrew his hand. Xisi pretended not to see his little action and threw the clothes in his hand to him.
It was the same black shirt as that night.
Sith said simply, "Do it."
Fang Chen was stunned. "What?"
The man smiled faintly.
"Do what you did to me that night when we were video chatting again in front of me."
this……
How to do this?
In front of Sith?
"Don't dawdle." Sis deliberately glanced at the time. "Aren't you hungry? If you do well, I'll let you go. How about that?"
Let him go?
The lamb's eyes lit up.
Looking at the shirt in front of him, he gritted his teeth.
…
Doing it by himself and doing it in front of Sith were like heaven and earth. The man's gaze on him was as real as a substance. Fang Chen could only pretend not to see it. His eyes were red and tears were hanging on his eyelashes.
He knelt on the sofa, bent over, with his buttocks, which had just been beaten red, sticking up, and holding the man's black shirt in his arms.
Just looking at this scene, Sis was about to explode, but he didn't move at all, just looked down.
So stupid.
I've done this to him so many times, and all I remember is him crying with his legs shaking, having no idea what to do, and just poking around with his fingers.
The lamb had already cried and his nose was red. He couldn't fix it no matter what he did. In front of the man, he wrinkled his clothes and there were water stains all over them, which made him blush.
Finally, he tilted his head back and looked at Sis pitifully, "Hubby, please."
The man has reached his limit of endurance.
He bent down slightly, picked the person up, and patted the lamb on the butt. "How stupid."
As the sun sets, the last bit of yellow paints the entire living room red. Soon, night falls, and the lights of thousands of homes across New York City come into view.
No one would notice that on the upper floor of an apartment building, behind the dark curtains, one could vaguely see what looked like a pair of hands pressing on them, but they seemed to be quickly pulled open by someone behind them.
In the living room, the young man sobbed intermittently, "You lied to me, didn't you say you would let me go?"
Sith put his arm around his waist, moving non-stop.
"I'm saying that I'll let you go if you do well. Do you think you did a good job?"
The lamb was speechless, tears streaming down his face. The man embraced him from behind, pressing him against the French window. The man's nearly two-meter height made him look like a delicate figurine, easily maneuverable into any number of poses.
Fang Chen's face turned red from crying, and he kicked the man in the face, "Get out of here, don't try to use your strength on me."
The man grabbed his ankle, bent down and kissed the white sole of his foot, and called him indistinctly.
"Baby, be good."
The author has something to say:
When my boyfriend is not at home
I deliberately made a video call to irritate him and panted in front of him.
Put the phone on loudspeaker to listen to others chatting with me.
Tell people that he is violent and not good in that aspect.
I am the bravest lamb!
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