Chapter 51: Drunk
The clamor of the hot pot restaurant faded like receding waves, gradually fading outside the car window. Inside the taxi, only the low hum of the engine and Gu Ye's heavy, ragged breathing remained.
Chu Yan half-hugged Gu Ye, who was almost completely leaning against him, his brows slightly furrowed. In the second half, Gu Ye seemed to be angry with someone, drinking one glass after another. By the time Chu Yan, having recovered from the aftermath of his confession and the subsequent "interrogation," noticed him, Gu Ye was already drunk, his eyes blurry and his body limp. He was like a mollusk with its bones removed, and he only knew how to burrow into Chu Yan's arms, mumbling something incoherently.
"Gu Ye? Gu Ye?" Chu Yan tried to pat his face, and it felt hot.
Gu Ye only grumbled in dissatisfaction and nudged himself even harder into the crook of Chu Yan's neck, his hot breath, thick with the scent of alcohol, spraying against Chu Yan's skin. Like a puppy that had found its most comfortable nest, he used all four limbs to try to completely embed himself in Chu Yan's arms, declaring his dominance over this "territory."
Chu Yan sighed helplessly. The usually arrogant and frizzy little lion, when drunk, turned into a clingy koala. He stopped trying to push away and instead adjusted his stance, passing his arms under Gu Ye's armpits and knees. With a force, he half-supported and half-hugged him in his arms to prevent him from sliding off. This strong stance seemed to satisfy the drunkard. Gu Ye finally calmed down, resting his head on Chu Yan's shoulder. His breathing gradually became more even, but his body was still burning hot.
The car stopped downstairs. Chu Yan paid the bill and, half-carrying Gu Ye, struggled to get into the elevator and then into the house. After finally settling the heavy, drunken cat on the large bed in the master bedroom, Chu Yan felt a thin layer of sweat on his back.
After rubbing Gu Ye's sweaty forehead, Chu Yan turned and went to the living room to find sobering medicine and hangover granules.
However, when he returned to the bedroom with the medicine and the cup of water, the scene before him made him pause and his forehead couldn't help but twitch.
In just a few minutes, the restless guy on the bed had stripped down to nothing but a pair of black gym shorts! His school uniform jacket and T-shirt were scattered on the floor, revealing the boy's upper body, covered in a thin layer of muscle. Under the light, his smooth shoulders and tight waistline were clearly visible, and his skin was a healthy pink from the alcohol and the heat. He lay slouched on the bed, his brow furrowed, and he kept mumbling unconsciously, "It's hot."
Chu Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the inexplicable restlessness in his heart. He placed the cup of water and medicine on the bedside table, walked to the window, reached out, and with a click, turned on the air conditioner remote. Cool air immediately rushed out of the vents, dispelling the heat in the room.
"Take the medicine." Chu Yan picked up the pills and the water cup and handed them to Gu Ye's mouth. His voice was full of unquestionable command. "Take the medicine, and you will feel less hot and your headache will not be so painful after a while."
The drunk Gu Ye showed an unprecedented stubbornness. He kept his mouth shut, frowned, and tilted his head stubbornly to one side, using his whole body language to express his refusal: "I don't want to eat..."
Chu Yan patiently tried several more times, using words of persuasion, threats, and inducements, but Gu Ye simply gritted his teeth and refused to open his mouth. His stubborn, unyielding demeanor, coupled with his disheveled state, was strangely endearing.
Chu Yan looked at him, a flicker of understanding and complexity in his eyes. He knew exactly why Gu Ye had been drinking so hard tonight, and why he was so down. The phrase "got a partner" was like a thorn, piercing the sensitive and awkward boy's heart.
Chu Yan stopped talking. He leaned quietly against the door frame, his arms folded across his chest, and calmly looked at the drunk on the bed who was arguing with him. His tone was calm and even, "You really don't want to take medicine?"
Gu Ye turned his head towards him, silently expressing his final stubbornness.
"Okay." Chu Yan suddenly chuckled, and the laughter was particularly clear in the quiet room.
He took a few steps to the bedside with his long legs. Before Gu Ye could react, he picked up the pills on the bedside table and threw them into his mouth without hesitation, then picked up the water glass and took a big sip of water.
The next second, he leaned over, grabbed Gu Ye's chin with one hand, and forced him to turn his head. In front of Gu Ye's suddenly widened eyes, which were filled with hazy, drunken and astonished eyes, Chu Yan kissed him accurately.
"Hmm——!" Gu Ye's pupils dilated instantly.
Warm lips, carrying the bitter taste of pills, pressed against his. Immediately afterwards, a stream of cool liquid flowed into his mouth. Chu Yan's tongue, with irresistible force, skillfully pried open his tightly clenched teeth and pushed both the pills and the water in!
Gu Ye was completely stunned, his mind blank. All his resistance and stubbornness were shattered by this sudden, medicinal kiss. He didn't even have time to think, his body instinctively made him swallow subconsciously.
The pills mixed with water slid down my throat.
After the kiss ended, Chu Yan quickly pulled away and licked the corner of his lips that were stained with medicine powder with the tip of his tongue. He looked at Gu Ye, who was still in a daze, with calm eyes and said, "Eat it."
Gu Ye stared at him blankly, his cheeks turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, all the way to his ears and neck, and even his chest was stained with a thin layer of red.
Chu Yan looked at him like this, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to take the water cup so that he could drink some more water.
However, just as Chu Yan's hand was about to touch the cup, Gu Ye seemed to have triggered a switch. He suddenly stretched out his hands and, with all his strength, tightly embraced Chu Yan's waist. The force was so great that Chu Yan was caught off guard, and he staggered and almost fell onto the bed.
The two of them were in an extremely ambiguous position. Chu Yan remained bent over him, while Gu Ye practically hung on top of him, his arms tightly wrapped around his waist. Chu Yan wore only a thin shirt, while Gu Ye was practically shirtless. Through the two thin layers of fabric, the warmth of their bodies, the vibrations of their heartbeats, even the lines of their muscles were clearly transmitted.
Gu Ye's intentions were self-evident. His scorching body temperature, rapid breathing, and tightly wrapped arms silently conveyed a youthful yet passionate invitation. The alcohol amplified his emotions and stripped away all his pretenses and reservations.
Chu Yan could clearly feel the tension and desire of the young body in his arms. The unique hormonal scent of youth, tinged with sweat and a hint of shower gel, mixed with the lingering aroma of alcohol, formed a powerful temptation. He lowered his eyes, looking at Gu Ye's furry head buried at his waist. The whorl of hair was clearly visible, and a few strands of dyed white hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, fragile yet stubborn.
The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the faint sound of the air conditioner and the two people's intertwined and increasingly rapid breathing.
Chu Yan's gaze lingered on the top of Gu Ye's head for a few seconds, a dark current surging in his deep eyes, like the surface of the sea before a storm. For a moment, some primitive impulse truly roared within him.
But in the end, he just sighed almost inaudibly.
He raised his hand, but instead of pushing Gu Ye away, he gently and soothingly patted Gu Ye's tense back. His movements were gentle yet firm, with a sense of tolerance and a clear sense of boundaries.
"Okay, let go." Chu Yan's voice was low, with a barely perceptible hoarseness, but extremely clear.
Gu Ye's body trembled violently, and the arms holding him tightened even more, as if a drowning man was grabbing the last piece of driftwood.
Chu Yan didn't try to break free, nor did he speak. He remained in Gu Ye's embrace, standing quietly. Time passed, and the only sounds in the room were Gu Ye's suppressed breathing and Chu Yan's steady heartbeat.
A silent contest takes place in silence.
Gu Ye’s stubbornness and Chu Yan’s persistence.
It was unknown how long it had been. Perhaps it was Chu Yan's steady heartbeat and gentle caress that sent out some unshakable signal, or perhaps it was the impulse brought on by the alcohol that was finally overwhelmed by a trace of remaining rationality. Gu Ye's arms, which were tightly wrapped around Chu Yan's waist, slowly loosened their grip bit by bit with great reluctance and loss.
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He suddenly turned over, facing Chu Yan with his back, curled up, and pulled the thin blanket next to him to cover his waist, leaving only a back that was full of "Don't bother me".
Chu Yan looked at the hunched figure with a complicated expression. He knew Gu Ye was not asleep; the tense shoulders and deliberately slowed breathing betrayed him. But he did not expose it.
He stood quietly by the bed, his gaze lingering on the figure's back for a long moment. The dim light outlined the boy's shoulder blades, revealing a fragile stubbornness. Ultimately, Chu Yan said nothing. He simply bent down to pick up the scattered clothing on the floor and draped it neatly over the back of a chair. Then, he picked up the empty water glass from the bedside table, turned around, and silently exited the room, gently closing the door.
"Who the hell are you? Give me back my host!" The system began to secretly eat melons after Chu Yan closed the door. "You didn't do anything. Are you keeping your virginity for Gu Xu? My God, this is not like you!" The system was incredulous. It had no hope for Chu Yan's integrity. It didn't expect this guy to change his nature.
Chu Yan placed the cup of water in the kitchen sink and turned on the tap to rinse away the remaining medicinal smell on the cup wall. The sound of the running water reflected his expressionless face.
"I'm just a playboy, but not a filthy person, System." Chu Yan's voice echoed in his mind, calm and unwavering. "Gu Ye is drunk and out of control. He doesn't understand the meaning of his actions tonight. He's just too upset and wants to hold on to something."
"So what? Isn't it normal to have sex after drinking?" the system retorted, "He likes you, and you know that. Isn't that just right?"
Just in time? Chu Yan turned off the faucet and picked up a clean towel to dry the cup, his movements meticulous. Gu Ye was still too immature. Chu Yan placed the dried cup back in the cupboard, turned and leaned against the counter, his gaze fixed on the closed bedroom door, his eyes deep. His understanding of love was still at a naive and impulsive stage. His actions tonight were the result of alcohol-fueled catharsis and possessive desire, not a carefully considered decision.
Even if I really want to take action... Chu Yan's lips curled up in a faint, meaningful arc. That would have to be the day he was completely awake, truly understood what he wanted, and was willing to bear the consequences.
He paused, then added, his tone returning to his usual calm, even with a hint of the distant nature of a taskmaster: "After all, he's my target. I need a Gu Ye who can control the Gu family, not one whose mindset is unbalanced because of a one-night stand and who might even resent me. This deal isn't worth it."
The system fell silent, the data stream seemingly frozen for a moment. It seemed to sense the clear, cold line Chu Yan had drawn between desire and reason, between mission and personal feelings.
Chu Yan no longer paid attention to the system's silence. He walked to the living room, picked up his backpack, and turned to go out.
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