Ye Jianglin didn't understand Yi Mu's subtext; his attention was drawn to something else.
Ye Jianglin noticed that when Yi Mu's bangs were swept back, his face had a delicate, almost androgynous appearance.
He didn't know if it was the effect of the alcohol, but he always felt that Yimu's nose looked a lot like his mother's.
I often heard my mother's close friends envying her; her nose was high and pointed, and she looked very stylish.
Unlike their small and short noses, which are more honest and less delicate.
Ye Jianglin's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the lips he had just tasted.
It's rare to see a man with such light, soft, and sweet lips.
Ye Jianglin couldn't think about it; the deeper he thought about it, the more agitated he became.
It turns out that Yi Mu was not the dull, boring, and sleazy model student who only knew how to study by rote in the eyes of his classmates.
If he had shown his face before, would those female classmates who disliked him still avoid him whenever he talks about Yi Mu?
The answer is definitely no, so...
Ye Jianglin let Yi Mu's hair down, leaving it as it was.
Your beauty should not be flaunted; it is enough that only I can see it.
Ye Jianglin wrapped Yi Mu in a blanket and lay down beside him.
Yi Mu didn't want to sleep in the same bed with him.
"Ye Jiang...Mr. Ye, wouldn't it be better if you went back to your own room?"
Ye Jianglin seemed not to hear him and continued, "Do you know where they're taking me to dinner tonight?"
Yi Mu wasn't very interested. He was startled awake halfway through, and his body was still quite heavy. His eyelids twitched as he tried to close them.
"A high-class club, a private room, the waiters inside are two boys, not very tall, with androgynous looks and voices that are hard to distinguish between male and female."
They told me that the two boys were prepared for me.
Yi Mu turned his head, his eyes filled with surprise. He hadn't expected that group of people would be so brazen.
"Are you angry?"
Given Ye Jianglin's temperament, it's not impossible.
Ye Jianglin was furious and gave those high-ranking officials a thorough dressing-down.
He almost left halfway through, but was persuaded to go back, and then he was made to get drunk.
Upon returning, Ye Jianglin was mistaken for someone else by Yi Mu due to a series of coincidences, and then he quickly realized that he had been proven wrong.
In his twenty-odd years of life, he has never been moved by anyone; his heart is as still as water, hence the nickname "The Monk of Pure Water."
But even a monk can have moments of unease.
Ye Jianglin recounted his evening's events to Yi Mu, and at the end, he said, "When you kissed me, my heart rate probably exceeded 130."
Imu knew what he meant, but it was just an accident.
Although Ye Jianglin is the male protagonist of this world, he is very naive when it comes to love.
He had never been in a relationship, so he couldn't distinguish between sex and love at all.
Yi Mu turned around, his back to Ye Jianglin.
"You're drunk. You'll be fine when you wake up tomorrow morning."
Ye Jianglin knew in his heart that this was beyond repair.
He had been keeping an eye on Yimu and was delighted by even the slightest change in him.
Some people say that if your gaze is fixed on someone, even if you don't like them, you will still have special feelings for them.
For Ye Jianglin, Yi Mu was a more unique existence than family; the two were like brothers and friends.
Even his mother didn't stay by his side as long as Yimu did.
Ye Jianglin had never thought about what his life would be like if Yi Mu got married, had children, and left him one day.
Now imagine that Ye Jianglin would stop at nothing to make Yi Mu divorce his wife and come back to him.
This impulse is undoubtedly morbid, but no matter how many times you think about it, the result will be the same.
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