Xie Dongcheng’s gaze froze, and three seconds later, he remembered to speak, “What kind of feelings?”

Yu Zi shifted his thigh, and his skin rubbed against the fabric of Xie Dongcheng’s pants. “It’s a feeling of desire.”

There was no alcohol, no misunderstanding. This night was guided by pure desire.

Xie Dongcheng didn’t know why he reached out his hand, tightly embracing the waist of the person on top of him.

Yu Zi instantly lost his balance and fell onto him. Now he was completely encircled in his arms, his narrow waist pressed tightly against Xie Dongcheng’s T-shirt. The delicate skin, with a slight warmth, transmitted through the fabric to Xie Dongcheng’s waist and abdomen.

Suddenly, Xie Dongcheng said something very mood-killing, “Are you feverish again?”

Yu Zi chuckled at him, deciding not to say more. He leaned in, pressing his face against Xie Dongcheng’s ear, accurately finding his vital point. He extended his tongue and gently licked his earlobe.

In an instant, Xie Dongcheng seemed to be scalded by boiling water, losing his rationality, and abandoning all defenses.

However, Yu Zi didn’t stop there. He tightly grasped Xie Dongcheng’s restless wrist, then kissed and licked the bulging veins on his forearm with a kind of devotion.

After that, things became somewhat uncontrollable.

Xie Dongcheng had never experienced such a passionate night. The first time, he was at a loss and sweating profusely. Yu Zi held his hand and taught him step by step how to expand his territory, invade, and conquer.

Sweat dripped from both of them, staining the sheets with layers of circular marks. Xie Dongcheng went from nervousness to indulgence and loss of control.

By the late hours of the night, they began to enter a state of ecstasy. The sound of the wind outside grew louder, and the stray cats in the corner began to emit sharp moans. The moonlight was as white as snow, streaming in through the gap in the curtains, shrouding their endless desires.

The blurry man in Yu Zi’s dream finally became concrete and clear. He was no longer an illusion but a tangible, real body that could be touched and caressed at will. Unfortunately, Xie Dongcheng didn’t say a word, buried his head and worked hard, only letting out a few muffled groans when the passion peaked.

The small bed, less than five feet wide, endured pressures and impacts it shouldn’t have, creaking all the while. Finally, after 2 a.m., the bedstead stopped shaking and returned to calm.

…

The next morning, Yu Zi was awakened by the sound of his phone. He squinted and picked up the phone from the bedside, and upon opening it, saw it was a call from Xiao Liu

He swiped to answer, and immediately there was an exclamation from the other end, “Heavens, boss, you finally answered the phone. I thought you were sick.”

Yu Zi heard the concern in his tone and quickly checked the call log. Xiao Liu had called him four or five times this morning, but he had slept too deeply and missed them all.

He shook his head, cleared his throat, and remembered the events of last night. “Oh, I had a slight fever yesterday. What’s up? Is there something wrong with the shop?”

“It’s nothing, I just saw that you and Dongy didn’t come to the shop yet and worried that something happened to you guys. Everything’s normal in the shop. If you’re not feeling well, you can come later.” Xiao Liu thought he was really sick because of his hoarse voice and hastily agreed.

Yu Zi reiterated a few instructions to him and said he would go to the shop at noon, then hung up the phone.

Yu Zi, dragging his sore body and enduring the turmoil of last night, was indeed a bit tired at the moment. Fortunately, the cold didn’t come back, just feeling a bit sore in his limbs. He carefully looked at himself and, apart from some ambiguous marks, he was clean. It seemed that after falling asleep, Xie Dongcheng had helped him clean up.

The window in the bedroom was opened, and the thick air from last night had dissipated, replaced by the crisp winter air.

Yu Zi slowly sat up and noticed that he was the only one in bed at the moment. Where did Xie Dongcheng go?

Xiao Liu should have called him too, why didn’t he answer? Did he feel guilty and leave early in the morning?

Thinking of this, Yu Zi scoffed. He was about to get out of bed, bent down to look, and saw Xie Dongcheng’s phone had fallen into the gap beside the bed at some point. The screen was black, apparently out of power and automatically turned off.

He was about to reach out to retrieve the phone when the bedroom door was pushed open.

When Xie Dongcheng pushed open the door, this was the scene he saw: Yu Zi, bare-chested, with his back to the door, bending over to reveal his clean and smooth back, with some stray hair scattered around his ears. Even his exposed skin still bore marks.

Xie Dongcheng froze in place, standing at the foot of the bed without moving.

Yu Zi heard the sound and straightened up, raising his head to see the person standing there like a soldier at attention.

Their eyes met, but neither spoke, as if waiting for someone to define and summarize what happened last night first.

Xie Dongcheng’s body was somewhat stiff. He couldn’t help but scratch his ear, took a deep breath, and spoke first, “Last night…”

Yu Zi kept looking at him, unmoving.

He only said two words and then stopped, swallowing several times before continuing, “Last night was my fault. I’m sorry.”

Yu Zi didn’t expect that the first thing he heard from him early in the morning would be an apology. Clearly, he had deliberately seduced him, but now he had become the “victim” in his eyes, which was unheard of.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have been impulsive. I know you didn’t mean it.” Xie Dongcheng added.

Yu Zi found the scene in front of him somewhat ridiculous and asked in return, “I didn’t mean what? What do you think I meant?”

Xie Dongcheng avoided his eyes. “Anyway, I’m sorry. I wasn’t in the right mind last night and did such things to you. People are bound to make mistakes…”

Yu Zi was getting a headache from his rambling. Who the hell wants to hear his apologies?

“Don’t misunderstand. We just had some physical relations, but…” Xie Dongcheng saw him rubbing his temples and also felt confused for a while, speaking without thinking.

Yu Zi lowered his head, seeming to close his eyes, and after several seconds, raised his head again, his voice colder than before, “So, what you mean is that what we just had last night was a purely physical relationship.”

Xie Dongcheng was stunned. He didn’t know whether to affirm or deny at this moment. His brain seemed unable to digest such a large amount of information all at once, and he didn’t know how to answer to avoid an impending disaster.

But Yu Zi just stared at him, seemingly waiting for an answer.

After holding his breath for a long time, Xie Dongcheng nodded vaguely, “Yes.”

Upon hearing this answer, Yu Zi’s gaze dimmed for a moment. Suddenly, a bird flew past the window outside, causing a tremor in the branches. The dry branches made crisp sounds, as if they were about to break at any moment.

It seemed like half a minute had passed, and Yu Zi looked up at him again, seeming relaxed as he said, “Alright, that’s fine.”

He threw off the covers, got out of bed naked, and then casually grabbed a pair of pants from the bedside, putting them on in front of Xie Dongcheng. After seeing his body, Xie Dongcheng quickly turned his head away, avoiding eye contact.

Yu Zi walked along the edge of the bed to Xie Dongcheng’s side. As he passed by, he suddenly stopped and turned back, saying, “We live together, so if there’s desire from either of us, we’ll take care of it, and there will be no interference from each other. It’s indeed a good suggestion.”

Then he opened the door and walked out of the room, pausing for a second before turning back to ask Xie Dongcheng inside, “What do you think?”

Five seconds passed, and Xie Dongcheng stood there without answering, so Yu Zi took it as a tacit agreement.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the window, with great force, pushing the bedroom door against the frame with a loud bang. The sound penetrated the glass and startled the birds outside. The birds flew away in panic, and branches fell to the ground.

The bedroom door was closed. Yu Zi stood outside the door, while Xie Dongcheng remained inside.