Chapter 63 "...It's late, let me help you."
At this age, they're both boys, and he's her boyfriend. How could she not react when they're kissing like that?
However, there was a blanket between the two at the time, and Ji Tong reacted a little slower than Gu Lin. By the time he tried to hide his secret by hooking his leg up, Gu Lin had already gotten up.
It was just a little bit short.
Ji Tong didn't dare open her eyes at all. She covered herself with the blanket and then raised her hand to cover her flushed and burning face.
The master bedroom was very quiet; Ji Tong could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.
Where are they?
Ji Tong swallowed hard. The tension from not hearing any movement for a long time forced him to open his eyes, and he slightly spread his fingers to look out through the gaps.
Gu Lin remained standing there, motionless.
"What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and get it done. We have to get up early tomorrow."
Gu Lin's temples throbbed with pain, a sign of his thick-skinned nature.
They had no idea what was going to happen, yet they dared to take those things out.
The dryness and swelling in his eyes seemed to spread to his brow and eye sockets. Gu Lin rubbed the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes, then opened them again, composed himself, walked to the head of the bed, reached out, picked up a box of condoms, stood by the bed, and slowly opened it.
Gu Lin stood directly under the night light, casting a shadow that enveloped most of Ji Tong's body.
Ji Tong covered her face again.
The loss of sight made his ears more sensitive and acute; he could clearly hear the sounds of Gu Lin dismantling the thing.
First comes the outermost transparent plastic seal, then the cardboard packaging, and finally...
Although both are laminated, the sound of the small square is different from that of the outermost thin transparent seal.
Ji Tong had the illusion of sitting at a hospital IV drip window. With her eyes closed, she couldn't see the syringe, but the sense of uncertainty made her even more anxious.
This is perfectly normal between couples, what's there to be afraid of? Let it happen!
Ji Tong clenched his fist suddenly, about to open his eyes—
"Are we having a banquet tomorrow at noon?" Gu Lin suddenly asked.
Ji Tong felt a slight indentation on the side of the bed.
Ji Tong didn't know why he asked that, and simply replied, "Mm."
He finally took his hands off his eyes, slowly opened them, and the next second, a warm sensation covered his lower abdomen.
Gu Lin placed his hand there and spoke in an extremely soft and indifferent tone: "Can you handle it?"
Ji Tong felt a buzzing sound in the back of his head, as if a piece of copper was poking inside.
What?
Gu Lin's voice was so soft that, in a daze, Ji Tong couldn't quite tell whether the second-to-last word was "消" or "下".
He was the one who brought out the items, and he was the one who said the words; a man's dignity is right there.
There was no way to retreat.
"I've checked, and you know, it's easier to stall the car the first time you drive... so let's... finish this quickly."
"..."
Gu Lin gently pressed his palm on Ji Tong's lower abdomen: "Is that so?"
Ji Tong suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
"Besides this, what else did you find?"
"I—" Ji Tong suddenly stopped speaking, her body tense like a fully taut string.
The hem of his shirt was lifted up again, and Gu Lin... his hand!
Ji Tong blushed furiously, grabbed Gu Lin's mischievous finger, her eyes red and unable to speak.
Gu Lin looked down at him.
I haven't even touched it yet, I just ran the back of my finger down a couple of times, and my eyes are already this red. Where did I get the confidence to tell him to hurry up and do it?
"I need to get up early, I need to go to bed early, I'm going to take a bath..."
Before Gu Lin could finish speaking, Ji Tong suddenly curled up on her side, hooking the blanket around herself. The movement was abrupt and large, and the hem of her pajamas was rolled up, revealing her fair and beautiful spine.
Gu Lin paused, his gaze unconsciously sweeping under the blanket, remaining silent for a long time.
Gu Lin always thought that he was the only one being burned by that fire, which is why he was able to call for a stop in time countless times.
It turns out that's not the case.
Gu Lin paused for two seconds, then suddenly burst into a low laugh. It wasn't the mischievous laugh he usually gave, but a long, drawn-out laugh that emanated from deep within his chest, making Ji Tong feel hot all over.
Ji Tong tried to cover her ears, but then grabbed the blanket. She couldn't keep up with both sides. Unable to listen any longer, she threw off the blanket and ran out.
"You use this bathroom, I'll use the other one—"
Ji Tong's wrist was grabbed, his gaze spun around, and before he could react, he was already pushed back onto the bed. He instinctively tried to pull the blanket, but failed. With a "whoosh," Gu Lin grabbed the blanket and threw it to the foot of the bed.
The two were pressed close together, with no blankets between them, only thin pajamas.
Ji Tong clearly sensed the changes in each other's bodies. Her brain, triggered by this unprecedented experience, began to react defensively, and she finally felt a little scared: "Gu Lin, tomorrow I..."
“I know,” Gu Lin’s voice floated on the water like a piece of driftwood bobbing up and down. “I will do nothing but use my hands.”
A dozen minutes later.
Ji Tong covered her mouth with one hand, curled up on her side on the bed, trembling and panting.
"It's easy to stall the car the first time you drive," Gu Lin said with a light laugh as he wiped his hands with a tissue beside him.
"Stop...stop talking!" Ji Tong wanted to kick him, but her legs felt cold.
His pants were gone, but Gu Lin's clothes were intact.
Ji Tong's trembling subsided, and she reached for the blanket, her forearm shaking, but Gu Lin stopped her again: "The blanket is dirty."
Ji Tong didn't want to know how dirty it was.
Gu Lin turned around and gathered the blankets piled at the foot of the bed, covering Ji Tong with them.
“…I haven’t put it on yet,” Ji Tong said in a very soft voice.
"I know, I'll go get you a new one."
Ji Tong's mind was still reeling as she watched Gu Lin get out of bed, walk to the wardrobe, open the bottom drawer, and take out a new pair of underwear.
Gu Lin helped him get dressed and covered him with the blanket: "Go to sleep first."
Ji Tong felt like she had forgotten something, and it wasn't until Gu Lin stood up that her mind cleared for a moment. She reached out and grabbed Gu Lin's clothes: "What about you?"
"bathroom."
"...It's late, let me help you."
Gu Lin stood by the bed, turned to look at him, and said slowly, "It will take a long time."
Ji Tong put himself in others' shoes; it would only take ten minutes or so, it wouldn't be a long time.
No matter how long it takes, it can't be longer than taking a shower.
In the dead of winter, going in and out of the bathroom repeatedly, is it even worth sleeping?
Ji Tong pulled back: "Hurry up."
Gu Lin lowered his eyelids indifferently, looking at the person curled up on the bed. After a long while, he finally turned around, bent one knee on the bed, and placed his left hand on Ji Tong's ear, leaning over: "Have you learned everything I just taught you?"
...
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes...
Ji Tong never expected that his next question, "Can you hurry up?" would come under these circumstances.
Ji Tong's hand was so heavy it felt like it was filled with sand, and in the end, Gu Lin almost had to carry her to the end.
Without doing anything else, Ji Tong broke out in a sweat.
Gu Lin raised his hand to brush it away, but Ji Tong turned her head to avoid it.
"The back of the hand, not the palm," Gu Lin chuckled. "You're complaining about your own hand?"
Ji Tong: "..."
Gu Lin took out a wet wipe, grasped Ji Tong's wrist, and wiped it finger by finger.
Ji Tong was too tired to speak or even look at him.
After a long while, she nudged him with her calf and said, "Wash your hands."
Gu Lin changed into a new pair of pants, bent down to pick the person up, and took away the soiled blanket as well.
Gu Lin walked into the bathroom, threw the blanket into the basket, placed the person on the table, squeezed hand soap onto Ji Tong's hands to wash them clean, then washed a towel with warm water to dry his sweat, and carried the person out of the bathroom.
They didn't go all the way, but the extremely intimate touching left Ji Tong exhausted, yet she felt closer to him than ever before.
He moved forward and buried his face in Gu Lin's neck.
Gu Lin kissed him in the hair.
A long night of family reunion, lights shining in every home, and utter silence.
Before going to bed last night, Ji Tong was still thinking that it was just a birthday, it didn't matter if it was a few days later, it didn't matter that Gu Lin was in Germany, there would be many more birthdays in the future.
The moment she truly felt Gu Lin's body temperature, a voice in her heart told her that they were connected.
Those attempts to console themselves are unsound and are just self-deception.
He needs him to be there.
"Gu Lin."
"Um?"
"Gu Lin."
"Um."
Ji Tong simply called his name twice and then smiled.
Like a weary bird returning to its nest, he hooked his finger around Gu Lin's and closed his eyes.
Gu Lin lay on his side, pulling the sleeping person into his arms, and then lowered his head to place a kiss on their cheek.
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Ji Tong woke up the moment her phone alarm vibrated for the first time.
He was stunned for two seconds when he opened his eyes and saw Gu Linshi.
Thankfully, we didn't wake him up.
Ji Tong picked up her phone and glanced at the weather. It was below zero. No wonder it was a bit cold even with the heater on.
Ji Tong didn't really want to get up. She would touch Gu Lin's nose and play with his fingers on the bed for a while before carefully lifting the corner of the blanket.
Gu Lin was probably exhausted from the long flight, and he remained asleep. At first, Ji Tong only dared to play with his hair from a distance, but when she realized that he was sleeping very soundly, she actually leaned in close.
Even if she didn't want to get up, she had to sneak back. Ji Tong tucked Gu Lin in, quietly walked to the wardrobe, took out a thermal undershirt, and then picked out a white sweater and trousers.
Ji Tong didn't change her clothes in the bedroom, afraid that the noise of washing up would disturb him. Instead, she picked up her sweater and pants, carefully opened the door to the master bedroom, and crouched down to walk out.
The heater was on throughout the house; the living room wasn't cold, but it was still a bit cooler than the bedroom.
Ji Tong turned on the bathroom light in the living room, leaned against the sink with one hand, and booked a ride while brushing her teeth.
Taking the villa's car back during the day would be too blatant, so Ji Tong chose to take a taxi.
He gave himself some time, about 20 minutes, and planned to return to the villa around 7:30 or 8:00. If he got caught, he would say... he would say he went out to exercise.
The best time to plan for the year is in spring, and the best time to plan for the day is in the morning. It's perfectly normal to get up early on the first day of the Lunar New Year and go for a walk or run.
Because of his high rank, the driver accepted the order quickly.
After confirming the time with him online, Ji Tong quickly washed up and came out of the bathroom.
His down jacket was still on the sofa. Ji Tong walked over and picked it up. Several red envelopes fell out of the down jacket pocket.
Ji Tong blinked.
I almost forgot about this.
Ji Tong squatted down, picked up the red envelope that had fallen to the ground, and walked back towards the master bedroom.
He opened the door halfway, moved in silently, and placed the three New Year's red envelopes on the bedside table on Gu Lin's side.
Just as he was about to leave, Ji Tong's eyes suddenly flashed—
The pajama pants that were taken off last night are now draped over the sofa next to the bed.
Ji Tong: "..."
The aching and swelling in her right arm reminded Ji Tong of what she had done last night.
He looked at his palm, then at his sleeping boyfriend, then at the pajama bottoms, and then down at the three red envelopes lying on the bedside table.
They left Gu Lin here alone, woke up and ran away, and even gave him money.
This scene looks strange no matter how you look at it.
Ji Tong chuckled at the third-rate plot that flashed through her mind. After standing still for a moment, she simply picked up the pen from the bedside table and wrote two lines on the back of the first red envelope—
To my boyfriend:
Excellent service, five-star rating.
The driver sent a message saying the car was downstairs.
Ji Tong put the red envelope away and quietly left.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Anjing Street was crowded with tourists, but fortunately the navigation route avoided the busiest sections.
Ji Tong has only slept for a total of 3 hours since last night, and he specially chose a four-seater minivan to catch up on his sleep.
Ji Tong was waking up and down when his phone notified him that they were about to arrive at their destination. Just as he was about to sit up, the car suddenly braked.
The speed wasn't fast, but the driver had been driving steadily the whole way, making this sudden movement all the more noticeable.
"What's wrong, Master?" Ji Tong asked.
The driver quickly apologized: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm not very familiar with this road. There was a Rolls-Royce following behind me, so I braked to let him pass."
Although his car costs over a million yuan to get on the road, it's a Cullinan. Look at the tires and the Spirit of Ecstasy hood on the front; it's a limited edition. What would happen if someone scratched it?
Ji Tong understood. He pushed aside the sun visor on the car window and glanced outside: "Let's park here."
The further you drive in, the higher the chance of running into someone you know.
Ji Tong gave the driver a 500 yuan New Year's red envelope. After thanking him, the driver got out of the car and tried to open the door for Ji Tong, but Ji Tong waved his hand and said no need. The driver still provided excellent service and unbuckled his seatbelt before getting out.
It was a bit windy today. Ji Tong was taking a nap in the car and used her scarf as an eye mask. The scarf was already in a mess, and the wind made it bulge out.
He simply took off his scarf and re-tied it.
The driver received a large red envelope and stood aside with a sense of mission to help block the wind.
While blocking the way, he looked up at the few Chinese-style villas standing in the distance.
Anjing is one of the most understated yet most luxurious areas, known for its Eastern aesthetics. It is also jokingly referred to as a resort where "you are born with it, and if you are not, no matter how hard you try, you will never have it in your life."
He will never have the chance to live there in this lifetime, and who knows if he will have the chance in the next life.
Forget about villas and mansions, just look at that Cullinan from earlier... Yes, just like the Cullinan that drove right towards me. If I could buy one, I don't know how wonderful that would be.
Luxury homes are great; you can even see two limited-edition Cullinans at once...
Wait a minute, why does this car look the same as the one we just overtook?
The driver closed his eyes and then opened them again.
Holy crap! What do you mean "seems the same"? They're totally the same!
Why did it suddenly turn around and drive this way? Did we miss each other?
Meanwhile, Song Zhenshu, driving the limited-edition Cullinan, with his naked-eye 5.2 vision, looked at the figure not far away, head down, tying a scarf, and had only one question—
How did the snowman in the house get out?
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