Another Fall!

It was deep into the night, and occasionally, a cool breeze would drift in through the window. Su Ran leaned back comfortably, supported by Qin Yue behind him, without any worries. For him, this human chair was perfect except for being a bit hot.

After finishing his meal, Su Ran wiped his mouth, and Qin Yue wrapped his arms around his waist and jiggled his legs. “Tasty?” he asked.

Su Ran nodded appreciatively, “Tasty.”

“Shall I bring more tomorrow?” Qin Yue offered.

Su Ran was surprised for a moment, “You’re coming tomorrow too?”

Qin Yue leaned closer, his breath spraying on Su Ran’s face, “I want to come. Since you’re not returning to the dorm, I can only come to you.”

After thinking it over, Su Ran felt that Qin Yue had made a significant concession. He couldn’t really object, so he said, “Then you must come without being discovered.”

Qin Yue sighed silently, not saying a word.

Now, Su Ran felt he had the upper hand. Previously, to stop him from moving out, Qin Yue had promised not to threaten him anymore. Su Ran turned around and faced him, “Did you hear that? Otherwise, you can’t come.”

Qin Yue’s cheeks tensed, and after a while, he managed a “hmm.”

Su Ran jumped off him, “I’m going to brush my teeth.”

After saying that, Su Ran left the room, gently closing the door behind him and headed to the bathroom. He didn’t shut the bathroom door and was brushing his teeth when he saw Fu Qian’an come out.

Fu Qian’an looked groggy, apparently just up for the bathroom, and was surprised to see Su Ran, “Baby, didn’t you brush your teeth already? Why again?”

Su Ran’s heart raced, and he quickly replied, “I didn’t feel clean enough.”

Fu Qian’an merely “oh”ed, and Su Ran quickly rinsed his mouth then left, saying, “You go ahead, I’m going back to sleep now. Good night.”

“Good night, baby,” Fu Qian’an replied.

Back in the room, Su Ran immediately locked the door, only to turn around and find Qin Yue already lying on the bed.

He asked tentatively, “You… aren’t going back?”

Qin Yue yawned then said, “The dorm’s locked by now, so you’ll have to shelter me for tonight.”

“Oh…” Su Ran responded, feeling it would be wrong to send him away after he came to deliver food, especially as it was his doing. Looking at the narrow single bed, he patted his leg, “Move in a bit.”

Qin Yue smiled and shifted over, making space for Su Ran, who then took off his shoes and lay down.

The bed, a rickety iron frame, creaked with every movement. Su Ran shifted carefully; the bed wobbled, but he couldn’t move further; Qin Yue was right there.

Qin Yue wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed the nape of his neck. Su Ran tensed momentarily and leaned forward slightly before saying, “Let’s sleep.”

The light from outside cast a faint glow in the room, and the fan buzzed softly. Although the night was cool, the closeness made it somewhat hot.

Su Ran slowly turned back and pushed against Qin Yue, who was sticking close. Qin Yue opened his eyes; they shone darkly in the night, as if he hadn’t slept at all.

“Move over a bit,” Su Ran murmured.

Being so close, Qin Yue could smell his breath, “I’m already against the wall.”

Su Ran fell silent, then complained about the arm Qin Yue had over his waist—it was heavy and hot. Feeling the sweat on his waist, he doubted Qin Yue wasn’t feeling the heat. He reached out and found Qin Yue’s arm slightly damp.

“It’s too hot, move your arm,” Su Ran grumbled.

Qin Yue obediently moved his arm but then grasped Su Ran’s hand, intertwining their fingers, their hands sticky with sweat. Qin Yue moved closer and suggested, “I can take off my shirt; it’s soaked through.”

Su Ran hadn’t expected him to be hotter than himself. Blocking the fan and without air conditioning was indeed unbearable, and he wondered if Qin Yue regretted not staying in his air-conditioned dorm but instead squeezing onto this small bed with him.

“If you want to take it off, just do it. You don’t need to ask me,” Su Ran said.

Qin Yue then propped himself up, and the bed creaked loudly. Su Ran quickly hushed him, “Be gentle.”

The old house wasn’t soundproof, and the noise from the bed could easily be heard next door. Although it’s normal to move around in sleep, it shouldn’t be too frequent.

“Okay,” Qin Yue whispered, then peeled off his shirt. In the dim light, his toned muscles were clearly visible. He looked at Su Ran, “Want to take off yours? I’ll help.”

Su Ran thought for a moment then said, “Sure.”

This was his first time feeling so warm in an unairconditioned room. Although he wasn’t sweating much, it was indeed hot.

Qin Yue leaned down, grabbed the hem of Su Ran’s shirt, and pulled it up. Su Ran slightly lifted himself, and the shirt came off, the coolness evident as the air hit his skin, drying the sweat on his waist.

“Help me with my shorts too,” Su Ran murmured. Although he was wearing knee-length shorts, for the sake of cooling down, less was more.

Qin Yue then moved to the end of the bed, his gaze sweeping up to see Su Ran’s pale upper body illuminated by the moonlight, reflecting off his skin. His Adam’s apple bobbed momentarily as he grasped Su Ran’s waistband, asking him to arch his back slightly before pulling the shorts down, exposing the smooth long legs and the snugly fitting white underwear.

Qin Yue’s breath quickened, he shed his own pants then lay back next to Su Ran, reaching an arm around his waist. The fan made their skin cool to the touch but his hand was still hot. Su Ran squirmed uncomfortably, and the bed’s noise made him stop.

Qin Yue’s hand slid around to the front, kneading there. Su Ran tensed, his voice trembling, “Hey…”

Before he could speak, his throat involuntarily emitted a sound, and he quickly bit his lower lip. Qin Yue leaned in, kissing his lips, his tongue prying open Su Ran’s mouth, sticky and muffled, rendering him speechless.

Their legs intertwined, and Su Ran couldn’t escape. What started as a cool sensation became hotter, their bodies damp with sweat. Qin Yue embraced him, his tongue sucking the fluids inside.

Su Ran couldn’t help but make a noise through his nose, his body weak, pushing against Qin Yue ineffectively. He felt almost dazed by it all until Qin Yue finally released him. He panted heavily, his mind foggy, but Qin Yue didn’t truly let him go. He moved on to kissing his neck and collarbone, his hot tongue sucking on the tender flesh.

“Enough… enough, let’s sleep…” Su Ran said weakly.

But Qin Yue continued downwards until Su Ran suddenly bent his legs, the fabric damp. He tried to kick him but was easily caught, his delicate toes brought to Qin Yue’s mouth.

Su Ran’s hand clutched at the pillow, weakly muttering, “Qin Yue… let go.” Seeing he wouldn’t listen, he lifted his neck sharply, his voice trembling as he spoke, “Pervert.”

The bed creaked softly, and Su Ran was dazed until he thought he heard knocking. Qin Yue paused and looked towards the door; Su Ran too came to his senses, hearing the knocking grow louder, seemingly without concern for neighborly peace.

Su Ran sat up, clueless about what was happening, just listening. Qin Yue also sat up, wrapping his arms around him from behind, his sweat-damp chest pressing against Su Ran’s damp back, their heat seeming not to dissipate.

At that moment, Su Ran couldn’t care less, and as the knocking grew louder, he heard a door open next door, likely Fu Qian’an answering it.

Listening more intently, Su Ran then heard the door open, and Pei Zhiyang’s voice came through, “Is Su Ran with you?”

Su Ran’s heart leaped—it was Pei Zhiyang looking for him! He immediately grabbed his phone from the windowsill, seeing many missed calls and messages from Pei Zhiyang. It was his first night out, and he knew Pei Zhiyang wouldn’t approve, so he had put his phone on silent, but who would have thought he’d come looking?

“I’m asking you! Is Su Ran with you?” Pei Zhiyang’s voice carried an undercurrent of anger, clear and loud.

Su Ran turned on the flashlight on his phone, then quickly got out of bed, so hurried he didn’t even put on slippers before pulling on some clothes, then nudged Qin Yue, “Quick, put on your clothes, they can’t find you here.”

But Qin Yue didn’t move. Su Ran, panicked, urged, “Hurry… if they find you here, you can never come looking for me again.”

Qin Yue’s expression darkened, his hand slipping over Su Ran’s sweat-soaked waist, unable to resist saying, “So heartless.”

Su Ran was too anxious to care what he said, looking at his white shorts, debating whether to take them off. He didn’t have a spare pair, but it was uncomfortable being wet.

After hesitating for a second, Su Ran finally took them off. As he bent over, Qin Yue sat on the bed, staring intensely, his breathing unconsciously deepening.

He touched Su Ran, and Su Ran’s voice spilled out before he bit his lip to stop it, almost kneeling from the sudden contact. He quickly moved away, looking back at Qin Yue, his eyelashes quivering, his eyes reddening, “You! How could you do that.”

“That… that’s not something you just touch,” Su Ran complained.

Qin Yue pulled him close, coaxing with a smile, “I’ll lick it if I get a chance.”

Hearing this, Su Ran’s face turned crimson, his lips parted, speechless for a moment before he managed, “Just go.”

Hearing Su Ran send him away, Qin Yue looked somewhat dejected, tightening his hold before trying to kiss him, but Su Ran dodged, “You kissed everything just now, you can’t kiss my mouth now.”

Qin Yue paused, then laughed, “Even you despise yourself.”

Su Ran freed himself and opened the window wider, “Go find a nearby hotel, be careful on the road.”

As Pei Zhiyang seemed to have entered the living room, Su Ran heard the neighboring door hit the wall, then his voice came closer, but softened, knocking gently on the worn wooden door, “Baby Ran? Baby Ran…”

Su Ran anxiously looked at Qin Yue, whispering urgently, “Hurry.”

Qin Yue looked at him for a moment before finally getting up and jumping out the window. Su Ran saw the food left on the computer desk, he tossed it out the window, then lay on the bed. After a moment, he got up and went to open the door.

Turning on the light switch at the door, he opened it, yawning as if he’d been woken up, “Zhiyang? What are you doing here?”

Pei Zhiyang scanned the room before sighing in relief, then said, “You didn’t return to the dorm, didn’t answer calls or messages, I was worried to death.”

“My phone was on silent,” Su Ran explained.

Standing at the door, Fu Qian’an looked between them with a grievous expression, his face healing from recent bruises but still slightly discolored. If it weren’t for the fear of neighbors calling the police, he wouldn’t have opened the door just now!

“Seeing you reassures me,” Pei Zhiyang said, embracing Su Ran as if relieved, “Baby Ran, I almost thought something happened to you. It’s strange, I went to your dorm, and Qin Yue wasn’t there either. I thought you had both gone out.”

Su Ran patted his back, feeling a bit guilty, “It’s nothing, see? I’m fine.”

After a while, Pei Zhiyang let go, and seeing it was already midnight, he was likely to stay.

Su Ran looked at Fu Qian’an, “Baby, you go back to your room to sleep, Zhiyang will sleep with me.”

Fu Qian’an opened his mouth in surprise, “You… you two together?”

Su Ran quickly said, “Don’t think too much, we’re very good friends, we always used to sleep together, it’s no problem.”

At this, Pei Zhiyang also looked at Fu Qian’an, smirking, “We’ve been friends for years, seriously, we grew up sharing pants, what’s the problem?”

Fu Qian’an glanced between Pei Zhiyang and Su Ran, swallowed, and then said, “Actually… if he really stays here, you can stay with me…”

Before he could finish, Pei Zhiyang interrupted, “Let Baby Ran stay with you in one room? Why don’t you just say you want to go to heaven.”

Fu Qian’an choked up, looking at Su Ran, “Baby, I think this makes more sense, or… if we must, let him stay with me.”

Pei Zhiyang was ready to hit him, his fists clenched from the moment he started speaking, “Don’t force me to act, share a room with you?” He scoffed, “If you really want that, whether you can walk out alive the next day is uncertain.”

Hearing this, Su Ran hurriedly pulled Pei Zhiyang over, knowing that with him around, he couldn’t possibly share a room with anyone else, probably not even his parents, because their friendship was regarded as the best in the world. This title had always been firmly on their heads, and to maintain this status, Pei Zhiyang couldn’t stand to see him share a room with someone else, as he needed to prove all the time that they were the best.

Fu Qian’an’s suggestion was too likely to make Pei Zhiyang explode, and Su Ran feared he might lose control of the situation if it continued.

He quickly soothed Fu Qian’an, “Baby, don’t worry, our relationship is purely friendly, we’ve been as close as one before I dated you, you should be most reassured about Zhiyang.”

Fu Qian’an was speechless, feeling the least reassured about Pei Zhiyang, “Baby…”

Su Ran quickly patted his shoulder, then pushed him back to his room, “Be good, go to sleep.”

Su Ran pushed him to the bed, then walked out, waving, “Sleep well, be good, good night.”

Fu Qian’an turned to him, his entire demeanor filled with bewilderment and absurdity, that feeling came again—why did Su Ran think what was very normal to him was extremely abnormal? At this moment, he couldn’t help but be full of doubts, doubting his own life.

But he could only watch Su Ran’s retreating figure, seeing the proud curve of Pei Zhiyang’s lips, then the door closed, blocking his view.

With a smile, Pei Zhiyang wrapped his arms around Su Ran’s waist as he came out, “Baby Ran, you must tell me in the future when you stay outside, understand?”

Su Ran sighed, knowing after this time, he definitely had to say something, otherwise who knows how Pei Zhiyang would react.

After locking the door, which wasn’t very sturdy but just an old bolt, Su Ran said, “You get into bed, I’ll turn off the light.”

“Okay…” Pei Zhiyang looked at the small bed, smaller even than the ones in their dorm, and seeing the crumpled sheets, thought the bed must not be comfortable, otherwise Baby Ran wouldn’t toss and turn so much to make the bed look like this.

Pei Zhiyang straightened the sheets, then took off his shirt. He was wearing a casual shirt, which wasn’t suitable for sleeping, so he took off his shoes and socks too, leaving just his casual trousers. After a moment’s thought, he took off his trousers too, this broken room didn’t even have an air conditioner.

After undressing, Pei Zhiyang lay on his side, extending his arm in front of the pillow, just waiting for Su Ran to rest his head on his arm.

“Baby Ran, come to bed and sleep.”

Su Ran turned off the light and got into bed, not removing his clothes because he wasn’t wearing anything underneath, so it was impossible to take them off.

The night grew darker outside, but the moonlight became brighter, casting a faint glow through the window, outlining their closely pressed bodies.

The summer heat made the room even hotter, and inside, the tension seemed ready to burst.

After a quiet moment, Pei Zhiyang tightened his arm, pulling Su Ran closer, but every move made the bed creak. Su Ran had already closed his eyes, then reminded, “This bed is noisy, move gently.”

Pei Zhiyang grunted in agreement, then his lips found Su Ran’s neck, kissing it, his hot breath making that patch of skin feel scorched.

“Sleep well…” Su Ran muttered.

But Pei Zhiyang felt the air he breathed was hot, his heart burning with a restless desire to vent.

“I can’t sleep, Baby Ran…” Pei Zhiyang said, then naturally slid his hand under Su Ran’s shirt, slightly lifting his body, his breath spraying on his shoulder, “Summer’s here, it’s time for what’s to come…”

Pei Zhiyang chuckled softly. Su Ran didn’t want to engage, but the hand under his shirt was causing trouble, making it hard to breathe, “You… really, why don’t you find a girlfriend instead of me…”

Pei Zhiyang kissed his cheek, “Who else but us are best.”

Su Ran turned over, muttering, “Once, then let’s sleep quickly, okay?”

Pei Zhiyang kissed his lips, “Hmm,” his hand becoming more daring, moving lower, then he exclaimed in surprise, “Baby Ran… you’re not wearing anything?”

Su Ran jerked, then said, “It was too hot, I took it off.”

Pei Zhiyang laughed softly, “That’s convenient.”

After a while, Pei Zhiyang wondered, “Why are you so sensitive today…”

Su Ran felt tired, the bed constantly creaking, but he was too lazy to speak anymore.

The night deepened, a secluded light outside, not knowing how long it was before a hint of brightness gradually emerged, then it was fully bright.

Su Ran slowly woke up, having slept late but apparently well, feeling rested.

But just as he was about to turn over, he felt something amiss on his leg, a hot body beside him, and heavy breathing on his neck. Turning his head, he saw Pei Zhiyang, who seemed wide awake and very energetic.

“You… why are you so vigorous?” Su Ran glared at him, feeling his leg skin almost burning.

Pei Zhiyang leaned down to kiss him, his lips and tongue hot, mumbling, “Yours is quite spirited too.”

Su Ran’s face heated up, the bed making even louder noises, but by now, no one cared.

After some more frolicking, it was nearly noon before they got up. Su Ran dressed and then went out.

Seeing Fu Qian’an cooking in the kitchen, standing stiffly at the stove, his demeanor numb.

Su Ran approached, immediately smiling in praise, “Baby, what are you making? It smells good.”

Fu Qian’an glanced at him, his expression depressed and numb, “Making a spicy hot pot.”

Su Ran sensed his despondency, noting his pale, jaundiced complexion and the dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn’t rested well, “Baby, did you have insomnia last night? Why don’t you let me handle this, and you go rest.”

Fu Qian’an gave him a look, almost crying out, he said, “I didn’t sleep at all last night.” Then looking at Su Ran, his voice was numb but questioning as if asking about something broken, seeming very ordinary, “Why was your bed in there making noise all night?”

Su Ran was taken aback, his face heating up, but since he had brought Pei Zhiyang to his bedroom under Fu Qian’an’s watch, it proved there were no issues between them.

“That bed just creaks whenever you move, did it bother you?” Su Ran said, his eyes innocent and sincere, “Seems like I should really get a new bed.”

Just then, Pei Zhiyang came out, dressed neatly, heading straight to the door, “Baby Ran, I have class soon, I need to go now. Let me know if you’re not going back to the dorm tonight.”

Su Ran gave a thumbs up, and Pei Zhiyang hurried out. Dinner was served, and he and Fu Qian’an ate together.

Fu Qian’an was exceptionally quiet today. Su Ran sensed something and felt it was probably because he chose Pei Zhiyang last night.

Su Ran explained, “Baby, don’t pick on Zhiyang, we have a great relationship, we’re each other’s best friends, but you’re my boyfriend, so please don’t pick on him, okay?”

Fu Qian’an looked miserable but still said “okay.”

While they were talking, Su Ran’s phone rang. Seeing it was Big Brother Fu Linxuan, he picked up, his tone naturally changing, “Hello, Brother.”

“Of course I missed you, Brother. Why didn’t you come to my stream yesterday? I was thinking about you.”

“See you? Of course, we’ll see.”

“…”

After about ten minutes, Su Ran finally hung up the phone. He stuck out his tongue at Fu Qian’an, complaining, “He wants to meet, and said if we don’t meet by the end of the month, he’ll check on me.”

Worried, Su Ran added, “Can he really find me?”

Hearing this, Fu Qian’an also looked concerned, “If he wants to find someone, it’s not hard… but you’re crossdressing, so it should be harder…”

Su Ran saw his hesitant expression and felt the situation was dire. Remembering Fu Linxuan’s deep voice, “Ran Ran, the end of the month is the deadline, we can’t delay any longer, I’ve been patient enough.”

Just hearing his voice over the phone was oppressive, let alone meeting him in person, which felt terrifying.

“No, I absolutely can’t meet him,” Su Ran said nervously.

Fu Qian’an comforted him, “Don’t worry, we’ll plan to distance ourselves from him now, do things to make him lose interest in you.”

Su Ran nodded, with half a month to plan, he felt somewhat reassured.

After the incident, Su Ran calmly finished his meal, then went to do his makeup. He had a class that night, so he planned to complete his streaming hours in the afternoon.

While he was doing his makeup, he heard Fu Qian’an on the phone, his voice loud. He was already in a bad mood today, and it seemed like he was venting his anger now.

“How many times have I told you, Mom, if you keep persuading me, don’t call me anymore.”

“Just stay there, you won’t lack food or drink!”

“No one’s persuasion works! Unless Fu Linxuan himself comes to talk to me!”

“What? You say he really wants to talk?”

Su Ran caught bits and pieces of the conversation, and just then, the door was knocked. Fu Qian’an hung up and walked over to open it.

He was furious, thinking it was a delivery, but as soon as he opened the door, he froze.

His face went pale, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

Fu Linxuan stood there in a high-end suit, nearly 1.9 meters tall, looking down at Fu Qian’an with a commanding presence. Even without any expression, his demeanor was intimidating, especially with several bodyguards behind him.

“What? Seeing a ghost?” Fu Linxuan spoke, stepping into the room.

At that moment, Su Ran had just finished one eye, hearing the commotion at the door, he peeked out. When his gaze met that of the man, his makeup brush dropped to the floor.

That man also noticed him, freezing in place, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. Su Ran, with only half his makeup done, his wig not yet on, wearing a bodycon dress but without the chest padding yet in place.

In Fu Linxuan’s eyes, the person was both familiar and strange.