Sheng Xiaoyan, who had dated seventeen or eighteen men and was far from innocent, looked at Qin Zigui's expression—which clearly indicated he wasn't a decent person—and sheepishly prepared to climb off Qin Zigui: "I'm going to find Grandma to apply the medicine."
Qin Zigui didn't stop him, but slowly tossed out a question: "Aren't you afraid Grandma will be heartbroken?"
Sheng Yan paused.
Qin Zigui: "Or aren't you afraid that Grandma will tell Aunt Xu that the study abroad agency will come knocking on our door tomorrow?"
Sheng Yan was immediately stuck.
"So, are you going to go back to Grandma to apply the medicine?"
Qin Zigui asked leisurely.
Sheng Yan thought Qin Zigui was really too scheming.
But she had such a good grasp of his weakness that he was furious but helpless. He could only grit his teeth and angrily climb off Qin Zigui, yelling, "Close your eyes!"
Qin Zigui's eyes held a hint of a smile, and then he obediently closed them.
After confirming that he hadn't been peeking, Sheng Yan lifted the hem of his shirt, quickly took it off, lay face down on the bed, turned his head to look out the window, and threw out two words with a death-defying air: "Come on!"
He spoke so tragically, anyone who didn't know better would think they were about to do something inhuman to him.
Qin Zigui slowly opened his eyes.
Then I realized that I really wanted to do something inhuman.
Sheng Yan is very thin, but because he exercises regularly, he doesn't look weak or frail. Instead, he has a slender and delicate physique that is unique to young people. His shoulder blades are bony and sharp, making people want to touch them. His waistline also has a beautiful curve.
Qin Zigui gestured, indicating that he could roughly hold it firmly with both hands.
Moreover, her skin is fair and delicate, making her prone to leaving marks. This makes the bruises on her body particularly noticeable, and the bite marks on her neck are especially arousing and sadistic.
Qin Zigui reached out and touched the fresh wound on his shoulder, asking, "Does it hurt?"
Qin Zigui's fingertips were very cold, while Sheng Yan's skin temperature was relatively high, so the sensation was particularly noticeable when he touched him. Sheng Yan mumbled into the pillow, "It doesn't hurt."
Qin Zigui pressed on the old wound on his waist again: "What about here?"
Sheng Yan's waist was more sensitive than that of ordinary people. When Qin Zigui pressed down slightly, he couldn't help but let out a barely audible groan.
However, Qin Zigui still heard it, a slight smile playing on his lips. But taking advantage of Sheng Yan's inability to see his expression, he pretended to be serious and asked, "Does it hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt." Sheng Yan buried his face in the pillow.
It's a pity that you can hide your face, but you can't hide your ears.
Qin Zigui's smile deepened, but his tone became more serious: "Tell me if it hurts, don't hide it. You'll be returning to the team for training soon, so we can't be careless about any injury."
He pressed it again as he spoke.
Sheng Yan panicked and turned around: "I already said it doesn't hurt! Can't you understand Chinese?!"
"Why are you whining if it doesn't hurt?" Qin Zigui looked at him and calmly asked this question that he already knew the answer to.
Sheng Yan: "..."
Three seconds later, she turned her head away again: "I was singing, I wasn't paying attention, and I just hummed it out."
"Hmm, good, you sang really well." Qin Zigui's tone remained calm and serious. "And here? Does it hurt here?"
This time, Qin Zigui touched the bite mark on Sheng Yan's neck.
Sheng Yan tensed up completely.
Qin Zigui asked, "Did I bite you too hard?"
It doesn't hurt, but it's very itchy and tingly, my whole body feels weak, and I have some other reactions.
Sheng Yan recalled his feelings at the time and realized that he was indeed not very straightforward.
The tips of her ears, peeking out from between the gray pillowcases, were as red as little crabs that had hidden in their holes but were still steamed.
Qin Zigui understood, lowered his head and chuckled silently. Then he took out the medicated oil, spread it evenly on his palm, and then stroked Sheng Yan's shoulder. After gently pressing around the shoulder blade, he stroked down the smooth and beautiful lines of the spine, finally stopping at the waist, and asked in a low voice, "Was it hurting here just now?"
Sheng Yan remained silent.
Qin Zigui remembered that when she applied the medicine yesterday, she only pressed it once, and Sheng Yan tensed up and pressed hard on the spot where his toes curled up, deliberately scraping his fingertips.
Sure enough, the next second, Sheng Yan's toes curled up.
Qin Zigui resorted to his old tricks again.
Sheng Yan gripped the pillow so tightly that the veins bulged.
Qin Zigui switched to the other side, intending to try again.
Sheng Yan finally couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly jumped up, ready to punch Qin Zigui, that shameless bastard: "Qin Zigui, have you no shame!"
Qin Zigui caught his fist and chuckled softly, "How am I shameless?"
Enraged, Sheng Yan threw another punch.
Qin Zigui caught it again.
Sheng Yan swept his long leg, intending to cripple Qin Zigui's lower body and render him infertile.
Qin Zigui hadn't expected Sheng Yan to be so embarrassed and angry. She could only grab his wrists, flip him over, and pin him to the bed: "Sheng Xiaoyan, are you sure you want to be this cruel to your future boyfriend?"
"Who the hell said you're my future boyfriend!" Sheng Yan still wanted to fight, but Qin Zigui held both his hands down and pinned him down. Afraid of hurting Qin Zigui, he couldn't bring himself to use the fighting techniques he used in public. So, he could only be pinned down by Qin Zigui, feeling humiliated and powerless with rage, "Qin Zigui! When did you become such a filthy scoundrel!"
Qin Zigui used to be such a pure, aloof, upright, and academically excellent young man! How did he become so despicable!
Sheng Yan seemed to have completely forgotten how he had previously criticized Qin Zigui as an emotionless AI, and only felt that the world was going to the dogs and people's hearts were no longer what they used to be.
Qin Zigui slowly replied, "I've always been a scoundrel."
"You're quite proud of yourself?" Sheng Yan wanted nothing more than to bite Qin Zigui to death.
However, Qin Zigui's next sentence stunned him: "I have low self-esteem, which is why I didn't dare to face you for a whole year."
Qin Zigui spoke as if it were nothing, but Sheng Yan felt a strange tightness in his heart.
Qin Zigui then asked, "Do you remember that gay couple you said you found disgusting?"
Sheng Yan said, "I remember."
"Actually, I saw it in the KTV, but my first reaction wasn't disgust. It was that I realized men really can have that kind of impulse, and my feelings for you weren't just a figment of my imagination. But if you say it's disgusting, then I feel disgusted with myself. Every time you put your arm around me, sleep with me, shower in my bathroom, or insist on wearing my pajamas, I have a lot of lewd thoughts in my head, so I don't know how to face you."
It turns out that Qin Zigui already liked him back then.
He himself said that gay people are really disgusting.
Thinking back to when he was still a straight man and how indecent he was, Sheng Yan felt a little uncomfortable and avoided looking at him: "The disgusting thing I'm talking about isn't that kind of disgusting, and if you were that kind of disgusting... why didn't you say so earlier?"
“Because I’m afraid of losing you completely.” Qin Zigui looked into Sheng Yan’s eyes and answered calmly, “I feel that if I don’t say anything, I can still live across the hall from you, watch over you, and keep an eye on you. We can still be friends or family in the future. But if I say something, I might really never see you again. So, Ayan, I can’t afford to gamble. And…”
"And what?"
"Besides, this road is a narrow one to begin with, so there's no reason for you to come and walk such a difficult road with me."
Qin Zigui spoke so casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Sheng Yan felt a pang of sympathy.
Qin Zigui is a block-mouthed gourd, never saying a word, and I'm so slow to notice, I haven't realized anything at all. How sad I must have felt when Qin Zigui misunderstood that I thought gay people were disgusting.
His voice became somewhat muffled: "Then why did you suddenly come to me and apologize?"
Qin Zigui looked at him and said in a low voice, "Because some people get drunk and throw tantrums, wanting to be with me. They call me Brother Zigui, and say things like, 'Yanyan, please, please,' and they even cling to me and won't let me leave. They keep acting cute. What can I do?"
"..."
impossible!
How could I, a grown man, do such a shameful thing!
Sheng Yan, who was initially feeling a little sad, was instantly overwhelmed with shame and became furious, refusing to admit anything: "What nonsense are you spouting! Get off me! And aren't you afraid that I'll find you disgusting and filthy?!"
"Then do you think I'm being a scoundrel and disgusting?" Qin Zigui not only didn't leave, but also directly asked back.
Sheng Yan: "..."
grass.
I was careless.
Seeing Sheng Yan's reaction, Qin Zigui chuckled.
Sheng Yan became even more embarrassed and annoyed: "What are you laughing at! Weren't you afraid I'd find you disgusting and ignore you, and that it was hard for you to walk with me on the narrow path? What do you mean by acting like a hooligan now!"
"It means it's because I like you so much."
"..."
Sheng Yan asked again aggressively, but after receiving the answer, his face flushed and he wilted.
Doesn't Qin Zigui feel ashamed to say these things?
Qin Zigui was indeed not ashamed. He just looked at Sheng Yan and said calmly, "If you were really a straight man, I definitely wouldn't have said these things today. But you would react to me, get angry when others show me affection, care whether my 'I love you' is sincere, and blush when we have intimate contact, thinking that I'm being a pervert. So, Sheng Yan, I'm just an ordinary person. I can become very selfish and greedy because I like someone."
So even though I know this road is narrow, I still want to ask you if you'd like to walk with me and see.
Qin Zigui felt that he was despicable.
Sheng Yan felt that Qin Zigui couldn't call such a thing selfish and greedy. Wanting to know if the person you like likes you back is the simplest request. Why can't Qin Zigui be a little more confident, more assertive, and more arrogant?
The thought that Qin Zigui still felt like an unwanted child, so no matter what he wanted, liked, or wanted to do, he always put himself in the most humble and submissive position, not daring to ask for even the slightest bit more, made Sheng Yan feel both angry and heartbroken.
He couldn't let Qin Zigui suffer this humiliation again, so he snapped, "Lower your head!"
Qin Zigui, who had just been asked to get out of the way, raised his eyebrows slightly.
Sheng Yan's ears turned red, and he pretended to be very nonchalant: "You just want to know if I'm straight, and if I like you that way, right? Well, I don't know either, I can't answer you, so you can only find out by doing."
After realizing what Sheng Yan meant by "practice makes perfect," Qin Zigui was somewhat surprised: "Sheng Yan, are you sure?"
"Yes, yes, oh dear, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Sheng Yan was afraid that if Qin Zigui said a few more words, he would not dare to kiss him anymore, so he simply tilted his head back and leaned in before Qin Zigui could finish speaking.
Their lips met unexpectedly.
There are no romantic scenes and atmospheres like in idol dramas, nor are there many sweet words; there is only the tentative heart of a reckless young man who musters all his courage to try to give an answer.
Inexperienced, clumsy, immature, and uneasy.
It was the most direct expression, striking right at the heart of Qin Zigui's deepest, most hidden, and most cherished emotion—an emotion that belonged only to Sheng Yan.
The boy he liked, just like he had fourteen years ago, would stumble out of the rose bushes when he was most anxious, and then tell him with the purest and brightest smile he had ever seen that he also deserved to have the most beautiful things in the world.
The rain outside the window was still pouring down, and the roses in the yard were almost gone.
Qin Zigui stopped Sheng Yan from retreating and kissed him even deeper.
He said, "Ayan, this is the only way to find out."
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