“Ugh, so annoying,” Bian’er thought, trying to fall asleep. But after tossing and turning for a while, he only felt more agitated.

He turned on the bedside lamp and sat up, deciding not to sleep.

He opened his phone and skillfully logged into a certain website. For the past month, he had been obsessed with those hands, and he hadn’t looked at his spiritual food for a long time.

Bian’er browsed the rankings for a while, then clicked on a novel.

He only intended to read for a while before going to sleep, but he never expected the novel to be so captivating that he couldn’t put it down. Bian’er’s mind was completely devoid of the name “Jiang Yuan” now, filled only with the erotic novel in front of him.

Such delicious meat, such exciting plot.

He didn’t realize it was already 1 AM. Bian’er’s eyes were starting to feel sore. He closed his eyes and rested for two minutes, then quickly bought the next chapter.

At 2 AM, Bian’er finally finished reading the spicy erotic novel.

He typed a 200-word comment in one go, still unable to fully express his love for the novel.

Bian’er switched accounts, squinting his eyes and clicking on Gu Mi’s chat box, typing with passion.

[Long-haired, beautiful office worker is ruthlessly roasted by the pink-haired, domineering CEO, forcefully dominated. The author’s meat is so good it makes my scalp tingle, it completely hits my preferences. You have to read it tomorrow! A masterpiece on Feiwu!!!]

After sending the message, Bian’er’s eyes were so sore that they started to water. He threw his phone next to his pillow and fell asleep.

It was Saturday, and Bian’er didn’t have to work at the coffee shop. He had no other plans in the morning either, and he slept until he woke up naturally. Bian’er rubbed his eyes, which were still blurry, and groggily got out of bed. After going to the bathroom, he returned to the dormitory.

Song Yongzhao poked his head out from the bed, “Bianbian, I ordered takeout just now, and I bought you a meat floss bun and milk, they’re on your desk.”

“Thanks, I’ll eat it later.” Bian’er climbed back into bed sleepily, his eyes half-closed. He accidentally bumped his forehead against the headboard. Maybe because of the bump, even though he was back in his familiar bed, he closed his eyes and lay down for a while, but instead of feeling sleepy, he became more and more awake.

Fortunately, his stomach started to rumble. Bian’er washed up and sat at his desk, tearing open the plastic bag that held the bun. He took a bite of the bun and chewed slowly, while opening his phone and finding the chat page with Gu Mi.

His brain suddenly short-circuited.

Didn’t he enthusiastically recommend a novel to her last night before going to sleep?

Why did the chat history still stop at yesterday afternoon?

Did he sleepily send it in a dream? Strange.

Bian’er swallowed the bun, thinking about it, and then exited his main account and logged into another WeChat account on his phone. He hadn’t said good morning to Jiang Yuan yet today.

However, the moment his finger clicked on the chat box with Jiang Yuan, the salty and sweet meat floss unexpectedly rolled down his throat, and a violent coughing fit echoed through the quiet dormitory.

Bian’er frantically unscrewed the lid of his water cup and gulped down several large mouthfuls of water.

“Senior, are you okay?” Cheng Xu, who was playing games, was startled and turned around to ask.

Song Yongzhao, who was still in bed, also poked his head out, “What’s wrong, Bianbian?”

Bian’er’s neck was flushed red from the coughing, and tears glistened in his eyes. He waved his hand, “I choked, I’m fine, I’m fine.”

After the discomfort in his throat disappeared, Bian’er swallowed and sat back in his chair. He clasped his hands together, pushing down from his chest in a soothing gesture. Then he calmly picked up his phone, which was now off.

Maybe it was an illusion. He couldn’t be that stupid, right? He couldn’t have sent the erotic novel he sent Gu Mi to “m”. It must have been because he wasn’t fully awake this morning and got it wrong.

It must be that.

He turned on the phone screen.

Bian’er closed his eyes, tentatively opening his eyelids a little, then a little more.

His heart instantly sank.

He really did send the spicy erotic novel to “m”. Damn, why can Tengxun only recall messages within two minutes, why can’t it recall messages within seven hours?

I’m going to complain to Tengxun tomorrow, no, I’m going to complain today!!

But don’t panic, “m” hasn’t replied to his messages for four or five days, he probably blocked him, so he won’t see this message and naturally won’t know that he sometimes has a custard filling!!

Bian’er calmed down, his expression relaxed as he picked up the bun.

He was thinking about what kind of greeting message to send when the chat screen with “m” suddenly came back to life. He saw a new message from “m” for the first time ever.

His eyes probably weren’t fully awake this morning, he was doing things in a daze.

Bian’er closed his eyes and reopened them.

Bian’er suddenly felt like he had no desire to live.

m: [Captivity play, bell play, bondage play, cat ear play, it turns out you like these things too]

Bian’er: “…”

Didn’t you block me? How can you still…

No, the message he sent didn’t mention captivity play, bell play, bondage play, cat ear play. How did “m” know?

There’s only one truth.

He read the erotic novel!!

Thinking about how spicy and juicy the novel was, how the water splashed everywhere, how it was a feast for the eyes, Bian’er’s ears suddenly felt a burning sensation.

He poked his finger hard at the screen: [m, I thought you blocked me]

Then he explained: [I was going to send it to my friend]

Then he typed in a panic: [I’m an adult, I’m 20 years old, what’s wrong with me reading a little erotic novel? I didn’t break any laws!!]

m: [You’re 20? Junior or senior?]

Damn, he accidentally revealed his age.

Bian’er scratched his cheek, [Senior, m, do you mind that I’m a little older than you?]

m’s next message had nothing to do with Bian’er’s question: [Who were you going to send this link to? A male friend?]

Bian’er quickly explained: [Of course not, it’s a girl, my best friend from high school. She also likes to read this kind of stuff, we often recommend things to each other!]

Gu Mi is a girl, and she’s his best friend from high school. She’s a junior at An University in Haishi now.

m: [Do you like relationships with a bit of a coercive element?]

Bian’er: [It’s pretty exciting in the second dimension]

m: [In real life, would you accept a partner whose controlling tendencies are higher than normal?]

What does “m” mean by that?

Bian’er replied with a hint of cunning: [It depends on who the partner is]

Bian’er tapped on the keyboard, [If it’s you, you can do anything to me]

Oh my god, Bian’er, what are you typing? Bian’er pressed his hand against his cheek, which suddenly felt hot, and he couldn’t believe how bold he was being.

But what does “m” mean by that? Does he mean that he’s a little controlling? Bian’er can’t remember Jiang Yuan’s face very well, he only remembers his perfect hands vividly. But from his impression, Jiang Yuan doesn’t seem like a very controlling person.

Never mind, his answer is quite good. Most men don’t dislike obedient people.

Bian’er: [But no physical harm]

He still has to make it clear that he has a very good moral compass!!

m: [Is your allergy better?]

The topic suddenly changed. Bian’er was confused for a moment before he remembered that “m” was asking about the photo he sent a few days ago.

Little Crab: [It’s better now]

m: [Hmm]

The first time they chatted, “m” only replied with a “hmm” and then he was silent until the leg photo.

Bian’er quickly sent a message: [m, were you worried about me just now?]

Little Crab: [Little cat happily spinning in circles jpg]

Little Crab: [m, what are you doing now? It’s Saturday, are you going out with friends?]

m: [Going to the lab]

Little Crab: [What experiment?]

“m” sent a name of an experiment that Bian’er didn’t understand.

Little Crab: [I don’t understand but I’m impressed]

Little Crab: [It’s Saturday, I just got up not long ago, I’m having breakfast]

“m” didn’t reply immediately. After two minutes, he replied, [I’m going to the lab]

Little Crab: [Okay, okay]

Little Crab: [Hard work jpg]

After sending those two messages, Bian’er belatedly realized something and quickly sent another message, [m, will you reply to me now? When will you reply to me next?]

Six hours passed, and he didn’t get a reply.

Damn.

Isn’t he going to only reply to him briefly again? But he could clearly feel today that he was a little more enthusiastic in his replies than the previous two times.

He even proactively asked if his allergy was better? And he told him he was going to the lab. He didn’t seem like a wild goose flying over the lake and sea, lightly touching the surface of the lake with its claws. His actions today were like a migrating goose remembering the direction of its return.

But if he really wanted to reply to him, wouldn’t he have a moment to look at his phone in six hours?

“Senior Bian, Bian’er, are you guys ready? Let’s go, let’s go.” Cheng Xu’s voice rang out, interrupting Bian’er’s thoughts.

“Okay, okay, I’m going to wash my hands.” Bian’er replied.

The three of them in dormitory 408 decided to go out for dinner today. Because they were going to eat at a buffet, and they had eaten breakfast too late, none of the three went to have lunch. Instead, they were filled with ambition to eat back the cost of the 170 yuan per person steak and seafood buffet.

The three of them in the dormitory, Bian’er and Song Yongzhao’s family conditions were a little better. Their monthly allowance was higher than the monthly salary of the adults who made memes online.

Cheng Xu’s allowance wasn’t as much as the two seniors, but it was still more than ordinary students. But none of them were extravagant. The school canteen’s two meat and one vegetable dish cost 10 yuan, and the 170 yuan per person buffet near the university town was already considered a luxurious consumption.

Song Yongzhao had the smallest appetite. He was the first to touch his bulging stomach and wave his hand, “I’m full, I’m full. I’m going to puke if I eat anymore.”

Bian’er followed suit.

Finally, it was Cheng Xu’s turn. Because Cheng Xu waited for Bian’er to finish eating, and then stopped eating 20 minutes later, Bian’er felt like he could fit a little more in his stomach. He got up and took two pieces of the delicious dessert he had been craving.

The three of them in dormitory 408 returned to the dormitory with their stomachs full.

Song Yongzhao managed to restrain himself. After returning to the dormitory, he didn’t feel bloated. Cheng Xu’s digestive ability was better than Bian’er’s.

Although he had eaten more than Bian’er tonight, he didn’t feel uncomfortable after returning to the dormitory. Instead, he regretted that he should have eaten a little more.

Not only would he have gotten his money’s worth, but he would have also made a profit of dozens of yuan from the restaurant. Only Bian’er was the most uncomfortable.