Chapter 8 Is this considered harassment?
Lin Yao's face was almost completely red.
The limbs looked stiff, as if they had just been assembled.
Why is he swaying around like that?
Why pretend to help me put on clothes?
It's not like I don't have hands, I can put it on myself!
"Hands," Xie Xingchen said.
Lin Yao raised his hand with a blank face, obediently.
Xie Xingchen laughed out loud.
His slender arms moved nimbly upwards, passing through the sleeves of his T-shirt before falling back down, leaving a few wrinkles on his waist. Xie Xingchen naturally straightened them for him.
"I heard you two didn't get along very well before." The doctor observed their little gestures. "But isn't it great? You're very affectionate."
Lin Yao firmly denied the rumor: "It's just not good."
"Then you should try to ease the tension." The doctor smiled and suggested, "Since Xie helped you get dressed, it's your turn to help him now."
Lin Yao:? ? ? ? ?
There are so many students still queuing up outside, what are you doing with this human-computer interaction?
Xie Xingchen grabbed the clothes from the stool next to him and handed them to him, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lin."
Lin Yao's neck skin turned blood red, and he was so embarrassed that his whole face looked like it had been splashed with red wine, turning a bright crimson.
Stared at by several pairs of eyes, he resigned himself to second best, forcing out through gritted teeth, "Are you crazy... wear it yourself..."
Xie Xingchen lowered his head, smiled, and didn't move: "We're all male Alphas, what are you shy about?"
"No! Shame!" Lin Yao said, emphasizing each word.
"The doctor told you to help each other out, why aren't you doing anything?" Xie Xingchen asked lazily.
Lin Yao thought it sounded like a provocation.
Something's not right; this guy did this on purpose.
From the moment he casually mentioned being afraid of being photographed without his consent, he might have already started setting a trap, waiting to humiliate him!
Lin Yao threw the clothes in his face, indignantly saying, "Wear them then."
Xie Xingchen suppressed a laugh.
"I was being very gentle just now, aren't you repaying kindness with ingratitude?"
Lin Yao took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and frustration in his heart.
This is a retaliation; it must have been premeditated.
"Please cooperate, thank you." His voice was cold, and his eyes were murderous.
That was really embarrassing.
"Isn't anyone going to do something about this?" This refers to those people who are just watching the drama unfold and don't mind making things worse!
Does being a double A-cup mean you can wear each other's clothes? What if there's a homosexual involved? Would that be considered sexual harassment?
My mind is filled with a jumble of chaotic thoughts, and my hands and feet won't obey my commands.
Lin Yao: "..."
Xie Xingchen lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the other person's rosy lips, slightly parted, revealing a bit of the tongue, and inexplicably thought of something else.
His face was always icy cold; he probably didn't even realize how lewd his expression was at this moment.
"You..." Lin Yao had just uttered a sound when the clothes in his hand were snatched away.
Xie Xingchen didn't say a word, hunched over, and neatly put on the clothes, instantly covering up the scenery completely.
Lin Yao didn't know what was wrong with him all of a sudden, but he especially liked to go against people: "Weren't you waiting for me to help you? What's your hurry?"
Xie Xingchen's lower abdomen tensed slightly, then relaxed, and he looked away: "No need."
This time, Lin Yao mocked him: "We're both male Alphas, what are you shy about?"
Xie Xingchen snorted lightly and said casually, "I'm shy, I'm really embarrassed."
Lin Yao noticed that the guy's earlobes, which were usually healthy, were now covered with a light pink. It turned out that this guy wasn't as shameless as he had imagined, so his earlier lapse in composure wasn't so embarrassing after all.
The two left the examination room, and the next step was to have their blood drawn. Lin Yao held his phone as if it were a hot potato.
He turned to the corner, tilted the screen towards the wall, and squinted as he opened the photo album.
...I don't know how many times I've been attacked.
Even with the background blurred, Xie Xingchen's distinct features are still clearly visible; it's no wonder he has such a recognizable face.
Lin Yao reached back and slammed the screen shut, unable to bear looking at it.
Delete it, okay?
He wouldn't even be able to use such a photo to threaten someone, let alone come up with an opening line.
"Hey, how about I make a deal with you using this?"
...It felt like I had done something very respectable.
"I accidentally took a picture of you. Will you delete it if you promise me something?"
...They couldn't bring themselves to say it; given their irreconcilable relationship, it was too embarrassing to speak of it.
Lin Yao's face was expressionless, and he found it increasingly difficult to open his mouth as he spoke.
"Brother Yao! Why were you two inside for so long?" He Li came out from another team and rushed over.
Lin Yao frantically pressed the lock screen; if anyone saw him, he might as well commit suicide on the spot.
"Whose private photos were you looking at just now?" He Li had excellent eyesight. Although he couldn't see very clearly, he could vaguely make out some ambiguous outlines.
Xie Xingchen looked in their direction and said meaningfully, "Private photos?"
Lin Yao felt like killing someone and kicked him, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could that be!"
Xie Xingchen smiled slightly, showing no sign of being offended or upset: "I thought you took a picture of me during the examination, you seem so nervous."
Lin Yao: "......"
Forget school, bro, just switch careers and become a fortune teller.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Xingchen's eyes became even more meaningful: "If someone really took a picture of me, they could use it to threaten me. It would be easy to get me to agree to many things."
Lin Yao blinked slowly.
It's a trap; don't fall for it.
"How could my brother Yao possibly take photos secretly?" He Li was confused. A classmate next to him called his name, "You two go get your blood drawn, otherwise you'll have to wait in line when it gets crowded."
Lin Yao remained silent.
Xie Xingchen pushed his shoulder and led him toward the blood draw: "If you're going to make a deal, do it sooner rather than later. Once the blood is drawn, things will get much more complicated."
Lin Yao turned to look at him, and their eyes met directly.
This isn't even a hint; it's completely out in the open.
Lin Yao rarely looked directly at Xie Xingchen like this. His double eyelids were narrow but deep, and combined with his dark pupils, they covered all his emotions with a nonchalant attitude, making them unclear and incomprehensible.
Taking photos is wrong, especially something so indecent. Even if it was an accident, the deed was done.
Lin Yao felt ashamed of himself, but at that moment he couldn't find a second solution.
I was almost at the door of the blood drawing room when I stopped in my tracks.
While Lin Yao was still struggling and hesitating, the hand on his shoulder moved and landed on his neck, using a little force to pull him into the nearby restroom.
Xie Xingchen looked around; no one was there. He closed the door.
Lin Yao tightened his lips, swiped his phone open, and the photo fell directly into the other person's eyes.
He straightened his back and bravely admitted, "I accidentally took your picture, uh... but I didn't mean... I didn't want to use something like this to threaten you..."
As he spoke, he tapped the screen, intending to press delete.
Xie Xingchen snatched his phone and put it face down: "What were you originally planning to trade?"
Lin Yao's earlobes turned bright red, and he found it difficult to speak: "Help me forge a medical examination report. There's a problem with my pheromones, so I won't pass."
Xie Xingchen looked at him with a hint of a smile in his eyes: "Quite honest, forging a report. If something goes wrong, we'll both be fired."
Now that he had already said it, the rest of the conversation became less difficult. Lin Yao lowered his head slightly and stopped looking at him: "Or, tell me what I can do so that you won't be implicated."
Xie Xingchen flipped through his phone, his gaze lingering on the photo, his fingertips hovering over it thoughtfully.
Lin Yao sensed his pause and, after several seconds of no response, suddenly looked up. The moment he saw his movement, his breathing quickened and his cheeks flushed red.
"I...deleted it, I'll delete it right now, I really didn't mean to film this."
I knew this thing was an ominous sign.
Xie Xingchen didn't respond, raising an eyebrow slightly: "I can help you, but on the condition that—"
Lin Yao licked his dry lips, his attention drawn back by those words: "What are the conditions?"
Xie Xingchen pointed at the photo and said generously, "Keep it. Don't delete it. Keep it as the treasure of your album. I can check it anytime."
Lin Yao:? ? ?
I chose to commit suicide.
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