Ruan Mian, a super innocent new gay who could get himself excited just by kissing Bo Yan on the cheek, had never seen or even thought about the current situation.
He clenched the hem of his clothes so tightly with both hands that even his fingertips turned slightly white.
The whole person was in an extremely contradictory state, as if the whole body was electrified and wanted to tremble, but even the pores seemed to be stiff and out of control.
An unknown amount of time had passed like this. When Ruan Mian felt like she was about to suffocate, she suddenly heard a familiar low laugh.
Bo Yan stood up and came close to Ruan Mian, with a smile in his eyes and a hoarse voice, "Did I scare you?"
Ruan Mian suddenly came back to his senses.
He stared at Bo Yan's face, which was very close to him, for two seconds, and suddenly took a long breath.
The unique smell of Bo Yan, a mixture of a slight smell of tobacco and mint laundry detergent, went straight through Ruan Mian's nasal cavity to the bottom of his heart.
"No... I wasn't scared," Ruan Mian finally murmured after a long while, "It's just too exciting..."
Bo Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed his laughter and said, "There will be more exciting things in the future, do you want to play?"
Cool guy Ruan Mian said, of course, whatever is exciting will be played!
So, he nodded without any hesitation, his eyes shining, "I want to play! Of course I want to play!"
Bo Yan raised the corner of his lips, revealing a smile that looked like a "successful evil plan", and said slowly: "Well, next time you come to me alone and wear women's clothes, I will take you to play."
Ruan Mian finally came to his senses. He smacked his lips in anger, but still compromised: "Okay, okay, wear it! I'll only wear it for you to see!"
Bo Yan was finally satisfied, and without saying anything, he kissed Ruan Mian's ear tip again in the same position as before.
Ruan Mian's temperature finally dropped a little, but it shot up again in an instant. He turned around and was about to open the door and run out.
But as soon as she moved her feet, her wrist was gently grabbed by Bo Yan, and Bo Yan's voice, which was suppressing a smile, sounded in her ears: "Where are you running to? You haven't changed your clothes yet."
Ruan Mian stopped suddenly.
Damn it, Ruan Mian cursed himself in his heart.
How can you be so useless? You get dizzy when the tip of your ear is kissed!
But he didn't show it on his face. He just went along with it and said with a stern face, "I...I'll go to the next room to change!"
Hearing this, the corners of Bo Yan's lips suddenly fell, and his tone was even tinged with a hint of grievance: "Before we were not boyfriends, you were willing to exchange rooms with me. Now that we are boyfriends, why do we have to separate rooms?"
The term "separate rooms" was used in a very subtle way, and Ruan Mian was choked and speechless.
While he was stunned, Bo Yan raised the corners of his lips again, let go of Ruan Mian's wrist, grabbed the hem of the T-shirt in two or three moves, and took it off neatly.
So when Ruan Mian came to his senses, he saw that Bo Yan was already shirtless again...
The extremely sharp Adam's apple, the knife-like collarbone, the beautiful waist and abdominal lines, every part of her body exudes incomparable charm.
Ruan Mian couldn't help but swallowing.
He couldn't help but recall the scene that Bo Yan had just mentioned, the last time they changed clothes in the same dressing room.
At that time, the two were not yet in a relationship, and Ruan Mian didn't even know what her feelings for Bo Yan were.
But now he can clearly remember the unprecedented, uncontrollable feeling that surged in his heart at that time.
Thinking of this, Ruan Mian's gaze unconsciously drifted down and landed on Bo Yan's thin waist and abdomen.
That time, his hands were faster than his brain and heart, and he couldn't help but want to touch.
When the same strong thought came to his mind again, Ruan Mian clearly realized that he had already fallen in love with Bo Yan at that time.
It's just that at that time, he hadn't yet recognized himself.
Ruan Mian was lost in thought when her hand was suddenly grabbed.
As if he had seen through his desire, Bo Yan held his hand, naturally guided it to his abdominal muscles, and whispered in his ear with a strong hint of temptation: "My little boyfriend, feel it, do you like it?"
Ruan Mian once again felt as if his soul was leaving his body. His fingers seemed to have a consciousness of their own. They pressed against it, and then moved down inch by inch along the tight and perfect lines, tracing it as if he was touching some extremely precious work of art.
…………
Bo Yan's breathing became obviously heavier, but he was still almost paranoid. He blew gently into Ruan Mian's ear and asked in a hoarse voice: "My little boyfriend, do you like it?"
Ruan Mian suddenly came back to his senses, like a frightened little rabbit, his ears twitched, and then he nodded with his little face red as if bleeding, his voice even softer, "I like... I like it, I like it very much!"
So good that people want to eat it!
Bo Yan let out two chuckles from his throat, and he continued to guide Ruan Mian's hand and slowly traced down.
Ruan Mian's fingers were getting closer and closer, so close that if they went one centimeter further, they would touch the beautiful but painful tattoo above Bo Yan's belly button...
Bo Yan's hand suddenly stopped.
At this moment, Ruan Mian also became a little more awake. He stared at the word "Agony" for two seconds, then slowly raised his head and looked into Bo Yan's eyes.
He didn't say anything, but his eyes seemed to speak.
Bo Yan read from it a request for consent, or to be more precise, a request.
After a moment, Bo Yan sighed softly and nodded slightly.
As he nodded, he let go of Ruan Mian's hand.
This is a silent permission.
But Ruan Mian's fingers still paused for two seconds. Then he took a deep breath, and his fingers finally moved slowly down and landed on the tattoo.
The moment he was about to touch it, Ruan Mian's fingers froze.
The touch here is different from what I imagined, it is much more uneven than I imagined.
Ruan Mian quickly realized that the unevenness did not seem to come from the tattoo, but more like from some kind of scar covered by the tattoo.
After all, as we all know, tattoos have another very important use, which is to cover scars.
Ruan Mian's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Bo Yan, only to see that Bo Yan was also looking at him with a half-smile.
The two of them looked at each other, and Bo Yan curled his lips, his tone was playful and almost cruel: "My little boyfriend, do you want to know the secret of this place?"
Ruan Mian felt a sudden sharp pain in the tip of his heart.
He has always been slow and dull, and actually not good at sensing other people's emotions. But at this moment, Ruan Mian could clearly see through Bo Yan's almost bad disguise and saw the pain and anxiety hidden deep in his heart.
Ruan Mian took a deep breath. He did not answer Bo Yan's question. He just rubbed the tattoo, or scar, twice with his fingers. Then he asked in a low voice: "Bo Yan, does it hurt?"
The thin inkstone suddenly stopped.
These three words seemed to hit him in the heart at once, causing a numbness in his heart.
Before choosing to expose this tattoo in front of Ruan Mian and even agreeing for him to touch it, Bo Yan had guessed a lot about the questions that Ruan Mian might ask him.
For example,
What does this "Agony" tattoo mean, how did he get the scar below, and what secrets does he have that he doesn't want to tell anyone...
However, what Bo Yan didn't expect was that Ruan Mian didn't ask any of these questions.
Ruan Mian just asked him if it hurt.
In fact, of course it doesn’t hurt. After many years, even the most painful wound will heal, and people won’t even be able to recall the painful feeling.
But when someone touched his scar gently and asked him softly, "Does it hurt?", Bo Yan suddenly felt the pain again.
After a while, he put away the distracted look on his face and asked in a low voice: "Ruan Mian, if I say it hurts, can you blow on it for me?"
Ruan Mian didn't say anything, but gave a direct answer with practical actions.
He suddenly leaned over, aimed at the tattoo on Bo Yan, and blew gently three times.
Afterwards, Ruan Mian did not rush to get up, but paused for two seconds, as if he was playing some kind of tug-of-war with himself.
After a moment, he finally mustered up the courage and did a bold move that surprised Bo Yan and even himself.
Ruan Mian leaned forward slightly, and then his lips gently touched Bo Yan's skin, touching Bo Yan's "Agony".
At that moment, a line of Rabindranath Tagore's poem suddenly emerged in Ruan Mian's mind:
The world kisses me with pain, and asks me to repay it with song.
At this moment, Ruan Mian suddenly learned some love words without any guidance.
He wanted to say——
Bo Yan, let me kiss your pain.
Ruan Mian maintained the kissing posture for five full seconds before he stood up. However, just as he stood still, Bo Yan forcefully pulled him into his arms.
Bo Yan buried his head in Ruan Mian's neck and gasped heavily, like a drowning person desperately seeking oxygen.
For a long while, he seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it all, and finally just asked: "Ruan Mian, do you really not want to know?"
He didn't say the words after "know", but Ruan Mian reacted quickly this time and understood. He hesitated for just a second, then stepped back, raised his head, smiled broadly at Bo Yan, and said in a relaxed tone: "Of course I thought about it, but we cool guys will never intentionally expose someone's scars! Besides, having secrets is cool in itself, and we cool guys are very generous, so, so I allow you to be cool for a little while longer!"
It won’t be too late to tell me the secret when there is a better and more appropriate time, when you can easily talk about the pain and no longer suffer from it.
Looking at Ruan Mian's smiling face, Bo Yan's expression also relaxed unconsciously. He did not bring up the topic again, but turned around to put on his T-shirt, his tone returning to his usual calmness, "Hurry up and change your clothes. After that, I'll take you out for a midnight snack."
After saying this, Bo Yan turned around to get his clothes.
This movement completely exposed his side waist.
This time, Ruan Mian clearly saw the tattoo on Bo Yan's waist. It was indeed much larger than the one above his belly button, and it was actually a combination of numbers and letters -
6426-Conciliaris-m
Ruan Mian was stunned for a moment.
Although his grades were average, he was from the Foreign Languages College after all, so he recognized the word Conciliaris-m and knew it meant supremacy.
But 6426, Ruan Mian only remembered that this was Bo Yan’s WeChat nickname, but he never thought of asking him what it meant.
6426 Supremacism?
So, what does 6426 stand for?
Bo Yan turned around and saw Ruan Mian still staring at the side of his waist in a daze.
Guessing what he was thinking, Bo Yan smiled and said, "Curious again?"
Ruan Mian pursed her lips and asked tentatively: "Can I ask this?"
"I can ask," Bo Yan nodded readily this time. After a slight pause, he raised his hand and gently rubbed the tattoo on his waist. His tone added a bit of piety and seriousness, "Ruan Mian, what is tattooed here is my faith."
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