Chapter 13
Lin Yu didn't fall asleep until six o'clock.
Half-asleep, Lin Yu felt Yue Qianwen reach out and cover him with the blanket. Yue Qianwen draped his arm over Lin Yu's waist for a moment, patted him soothingly, and then quickly withdrew it, leaving with the warmth and scent of Yue Qianwen. Lin Yu found that he didn't find it offensive.
When I woke up again, there was nothing on my right.
He paused, his heart skipped a beat, and then he heard the sound of a porcelain bowl hitting the marble tabletop from the kitchen.
With Yue Qianwen still around, my heart felt at ease.
He went into the bathroom to wash up, but felt embarrassed to leave, so he hesitated for a while and then lay back down.
Last night he went crazy, and the price was giving away his first kiss. And it wasn't just a fleeting touch; Yue Qianwen kissed him forcefully, giving Lin Yu almost no time to process it. He came on strong, conquering Lin Yu's entire being, so much so that Lin Yu's hands, which had been pressed against Yue Qianwen's chest, went limp. He just stared blankly at Yue Qianwen, feeling his kiss travel down his lips, finally stopping at his collarbone because of Lin Yu's obvious trembling. Neither of them spoke afterwards. Lin Yu silently turned over, his back to Yue Qianwen, calming his breathing alone.
They kissed like that.
A large hole appeared in the window paper, and the summer wind blew in, making him feel hot and irritable, and restless.
"Mumu".
Yue Qianwen called out, but Lin Yu didn't respond. It wasn't until Yue Qianwen sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to Lin Yu's face that Lin Yu suddenly noticed him. He instinctively crawled towards the corner of the bed, but then felt it was too pretentious, so he stopped, lowered his head, and remained silent.
Yue Qianwen didn't take any further action. "The porridge is ready. I also bought soup packets and put them in the steamer."
His voice remained gentle and steady, but Lin Yu still detected an ambiguity that was different from usual.
He looked up at Yue Qianwen, "You..."
Yue Qianwen waited quietly for him to finish speaking.
Lin Yu stared at the print on the quilt and awkwardly said, "...Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"have."
"What?"
Yue Qianwen stared straight into his eyes and suddenly asked, "Were you satisfied last night?"
!!
Lin Yu was so frightened that he choked on his own saliva, and he lay by the bed coughing incessantly, his face turning red. Yue Qianwen patted his back gently, but his words were relentless—
"You made me say this, Mumu. If you don't want to hear this, then do you want me to ask you for a title?"
Lin Yu was shocked and exclaimed, "I don't want to!"
Yue Qianwen smiled and tucked the blanket around Lin Yu's legs. "Then answer my previous question: how did you feel last night?"
Lin Yu didn't realize for a moment that he had no obligation to answer Yue Qianwen's question. After thinking for a long time, he said, feeling frustrated, "I...I...don't know. I've never kissed anyone else, how would I know if your kiss was good or not..."
Yue Qianwen moved closer. "So, do you like it?"
Lin Yu was stunned and at a loss for what to do.
Sunlight couldn't penetrate the thick curtains, so the room remained dim, and visibility was blurry. Lin Yu's perception of Yue Qianwen came from his voice and temperature. He felt Yue Qianwen lean over, his breath brushing against his neck, and then he planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Get up and have breakfast."
Lin Yu sat down at the dining table in a daze.
Yue Qianwen had arranged everything perfectly for him: a bowl of delicious and tempting congee with preserved egg and lean pork, a steamer of hot and juicy soup dumplings, even a vinegar dish was prepared and placed on his right side, and a plate of sliced tomatoes sprinkled with sugar, which was his favorite way to eat them.
In the past, Lin Yu would have taken this for granted, but today he suddenly remembered something: "Before you came to my house... could you cook Chinese food?"
"Not really."
Lin Yu was stunned.
Yue Qianwen rested his hands on the edge of the table, his eyes smiling: "You've brought out my talent in this area."
Lin Yu lowered his head in embarrassment.
Halfway through the meal, he couldn't help but think about what would happen tonight, and changed the subject: "I just checked my phone, it looks like it's going to rain this afternoon."
Yue Qianwen also picked up his phone. "Really?"
Lin Yu, in a moment of impulsiveness, slammed his hand on his phone. "A 40% chance of rain, I feel it's still very likely to fall..." he said, sounding unsure of himself.
Yue Qianwen looked at him leisurely, and after a long while suddenly asked, "Do you want it to rain?"
Lin Yu sensed the implication, but could only give a vague answer, "Rain is troublesome, and it's dangerous to drive back."
“If fate brings us together, this rain…” Yue Qianwen fiddled with his fruit fork and said with a slight smile, “is something we can’t avoid.”
Lin Yu immediately deflated.
After breakfast, he lay on the sofa looking at his phone, while Yue Qianwen cleaned the kitchen, making a clattering noise. Lin Yu scrolled through the comments section, seeing a row of exclamation marks, all asking what had happened.
He was also eager to know what had happened.
How did he get turned gay?
Just a month ago, Mingming's understanding of the gay community was limited to AIDS awareness lectures at the university. Overnight, he has become one of them.
He glanced at Yue Qianwen, then at his own lower body, and thought sadly: Yue Qianwen should be... very clean and healthy, right...?
He lay on the sofa, gazing at the sky, silently praying for rain.
Let it rain, so tonight's date is ruined.
But the sun was shining brightly outside the window.
...
He was idly scrolling through the comments section when he suddenly remembered a post from a netizen about Xiao Lan.
That social app specifically for gay people.
He crept furtively into the corner of the sofa, his back to the kitchen, downloaded the app, registered an account, turned on location services, and clicked "Find People Nearby." During the few seconds he waited for the search results, his heart was in his throat. He was afraid to see Yue Qianwen's photo on the page, afraid to see his followers and those who followed him.
Unfortunately, the webpage still wasn't working; the little circle icon for buffering kept spinning.
Lin Yu was getting increasingly agitated.
Suddenly someone covered his back, rested their chin on his shoulder, looked at him for a moment, and then said with a smile in his ear, "How silly of you, kid. Did you graduate with a computer science degree? Just enter my phone number and you'll know if I've registered before."
Lin Yu froze, and it took him a long time to turn his head.
Yue Qianwen still smiled, took his phone, logged out and entered his own number, the page showed that the account was not registered.
Does that count as remaining chaste?
Lin Yu was completely stunned.
Yue Qianwen sat down naturally. "To be honest, I downloaded it when I first returned to China, but the platform was chaotic and boring. After meeting you, I deleted my account."
The two sat on a small sofa, their legs touching. Lin Yu tried to move away, but Yue Qianwen pressed even closer.
"What if... I still can't accept it?" Lin Yu asked.
In which aspect?
He pretended not to understand, and Lin Yu was too embarrassed to say it outright, "Well, I still can't quite accept being with a man..."
"Haven't you already accepted the kiss?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he kissed Lin Yu again. This time the kiss wasn't deep, but it was extremely intimate and passionate. Lin Yu had never been able to withstand such an attack before. Soon his waist and legs went weak, and his hands, which had been resting on Yue Qianwen's chest, fell limply to his sides.
Yue Qianwen pinned him down, but maintained a slight distance between their bodies, without any inappropriate touching or rubbing.
And so, Lin Yu still couldn't help but have some reaction.
When the kiss ended, his eyes were even more dazed than Yue Qianwen's.
Having gotten the better deal, Yue Qianwen still put on a gentle and virtuous demeanor, gently stroking Lin Yu's earlobe with his fingertips, and asked him, "Mumu, what do you want to try next?"
How could Lin Yu know? His remaining rationality made him refuse, but his hazy eyes gave Yue Qianwen a restless hint.
Yue Qianwen drew the curtains, his hand slowly sliding down Lin Yu's waist to support his buttocks. He reassured Lin Yu in his ear, telling him not to move or be afraid, and that he wouldn't do anything to him.
"Just trying, baby," he said.
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