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Chapter 93
Xie Fuyi looked at Xie Tingbai, realizing that he was actually more afraid of Xie Tingbai than Xie Huaixiao.
After spending a long time together, he discovered that Xie Huaixiao only appeared fierce but was actually easy to talk to. Shedding a few tears with red eyes would immediately make Xie Huaixiao surrender.
But Xie Tingbai was different. Although he seemed gentle and polite, he enjoyed seeing Xie Fuyi begging with red eyes in bed and even pretended to be indifferent.
Xie Fuyi cautiously asked, “Big brother, is something wrong?”
Xie Tingbai spoke calmly, “Yi Yi, did you forget what you promised me before? Now it’s time to fulfill your duty…”
Xie Fuyi hesitated, thinking that Xie Tingbai indeed came to fulfill their “lover” duties every night, but mostly it was just cuddling and kissing.
He half-knelt on the bed, then leaned forward to kiss Xie Tingbai, softly asking, “Is it okay now?”
Xie Tingbai felt the soft touch of lips against his own, but remained unmoved, only his dark eyes dimmed slightly as he hoarsely said, “Today, I’ll teach Yi Yi something else…” He slowly spoke, unbuttoning his shirt cuff.
Last night, Xie Tingbai was particularly harsh. Although they hadn’t reached the final step, he had made Xie Fuyi cry and beg for mercy with red eyes.
Perhaps because he cried too miserably, Xie Tingbai finally stopped, holding him and comforting him for a while. Finally, he casually said, “Yi Yi, don’t forget that only big brother can make you a proper young master of the Xie family, so stay away from other men.”
Xie Fuyi glared at him with red eyes: …So, he was jealous after knowing about tonight’s arrangement. No wonder he was particularly harsh today.
The next day was Saturday, and Xie Huaixiao had already developed the habit of waking Xie Fuyi up in the morning. He prepared hot water, toothpaste, and toothbrush, skillfully pulling him out of bed and helping him freshen up.
In the meantime, he also kissed him several times, smiling and saying, “Good boy, Second Brother has a match this afternoon, I’ve reserved the best seat for you, want to come and watch?”
With all the fussing, Xie Fuyi was fully awake. But when he thought of the message sent by Ye Chiyan last night, he still refused Xie Huaixiao.
“I’m not going. I’ve made plans to study at the library with my classmates today,” Xie Fuyi casually replied.
Xie Huaixiao was a bit worried, “What classmates?”
Xie Fuyi was getting impatient, staring at him, “Why do you care so much? I have final exams coming up, what if I fail?”
Xie Huaixiao felt somewhat helpless, afraid of angering him, so he compromised, “Okay, I won’t ask. I’ll come pick you up after I’m done.”
Xie Fuyi waved his hand casually.
After breakfast, Xie Huaixiao was sent away, and only then did Xie Fuyi go to meet Ye Chiyan.
Since the library wasn’t conducive to conversation, Ye Chiyan chose an elegant café.
When Xie Fuyi arrived, he immediately spotted Ye Chiyan sitting in a corner by the window.
Ye Chiyan was tall and had long legs, leaning against the window reading a book. The faint sunlight cast on his profile, making him look exceptionally handsome.
Xie Fuyi’s expression became somewhat trance-like, and a familiar figure suddenly flashed through his mind. The fragmented memories seemed on the verge of resurfacing.
As Xie Fuyi approached, Ye Chiyan immediately noticed him, a hint of brightness flashing in his dark eyes. “I thought you wouldn’t come,” he said. The sudden kiss from yesterday still left him somewhat anxious.
Xie Fuyi pursed his lips and muttered, “Didn’t you say you’d help me study?”
Ye Chiyan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed him a notebook. “I’ve compiled the key points for the final exams.”
The two sat together, and after a while, the person who brought their coffee turned out to be someone they both knew.
Xie Fuyi glanced at the person, Jiang You, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Even in a random café, it seemed the protagonist always had a part-time job here. This plot convenience…
However, Ye Chiyan didn’t even spare him a glance, and Jiang You showed no extra emotion, just looking at Xie Fuyi and pausing, “Do you want more sugar in your coffee?”
Xie Fuyi: …
Before he could speak, Ye Chiyan’s expression turned somewhat cold.
He lightly tapped the table, “No need.”
Jiang You glanced at Xie Fuyi, who hadn’t said a word, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, then turned and left.
The protagonist had truly become a passerby…
Xie Fuyi felt somewhat dazed, a sudden sharp pain in his brain causing his expression to change as he raised his hand to his forehead.
Ye Chiyan noticed something was wrong with him and quickly reached out to support him, asking with concern, “What’s wrong?”
Xie Fuyi furrowed his brows slightly, the dialogue echoing in his mind—
“You don’t like me, it’s just that I play the protagonist role out of habit in the plot.”
“Can you give me a chance to prove it? Even if I have no memory, even if the plot sets you as not the protagonist, I will still fall for you at first sight.”
Xie Fuyi remained silent, and Ye Chiyan thought he might be in pain, so he hurriedly packed up and prepared to take him to the hospital.
“I’m fine,” Xie Fuyi said, raising his hand to stop him. He stared at him for a while before suddenly speaking, “Ye Chiyan, do you like me?”
Ye Chiyan paused, realizing that the other might be seeking an explanation for last night’s kiss. Without hesitation, he nodded, “I like you, can you give me a chance?”
“…Sure,” came Xie Fuyi’s casual response after a moment.
Just as Ye Chiyan felt a glimmer of joy in his heart, he saw Xie Fuyi curling his lips and then leaning in close to his ear, whispering, “Ye Chiyan, let’s go to bed.”
Ye Chiyan’s pupils dilated instantly as he grabbed Xie Fuyi’s wrist as it circled around his chest. “Why?” he asked.
Xie Fuyi also froze, puzzled. “Didn’t you want this chance?”
Ye Chiyan was taken aback. His dark eyes met Xie Fuyi’s rosy lips, and his Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily. But soon his expression became serious again, and he said earnestly, “I really like you, not just your body… Don’t casually joke about your own body.” His voice softened towards the end.
Of course, he liked him and wanted to get close to him. The moment Xie Fuyi uttered those words, his heart pounded like a drum. But he didn’t want the other to hurt him casually; he would regret it after the chaos.
Xie Fuyi raised an eyebrow and pulled his hand away disinterestedly. “I don’t want to be in a relationship, I just want to try the feeling of being in bed.”
“Since you don’t want to, then I’ll find someone else to try,” he muttered, attempting to get up.
“No,” Ye Chiyan immediately grabbed him, the veins on his forehead bulging. Just the thought of Xie Fuyi getting even a little intimate with other men made Ye Chiyan feel like his heart was being squeezed painfully, unbearable.
But seeing that Xie Fuyi didn’t seem to be joking, Ye Chiyan’s expression changed several times. He sighed, then said seriously, “I’m definitely willing, I’m just worried you’ll regret it…”
“That’s my own business,” Xie Fuyi interrupted impatiently. “If you’re willing, let’s go. Let’s try it now.”
Xie Fuyi turned and walked out first, a gleam of light flashing in his black eyes—Ye Bai Xiao, even if he agreed, the game wasn’t so easy to play.
Xie Fuyi wanted to go to a hotel, but Ye Chiyan felt it was too casual. He took him back to his own home instead.
“Um…”
The delicate and beautiful young man was pressed onto the soft bed, his face flushed as he was kissed, and his black eyes were filled with misty haze.
Just moments ago, he had been refusing, even earnestly advising the man not to casually hurt his own body, but now his actions were more fierce and urgent than ever before.
…
Ye Chiyan felt that since Xie Fuyi was merely curious and wanted to try, and didn’t want him to be hurt and regret it in the future, he was willing to take the initiative.
Watching Xie Fuyi, who had turned into a spring under his fierce attack, tears welled up in his eyes, Ye Chiyan felt both physically and mentally satisfied.
But as the passion reached its peak, Xie Fuyi touched his eyebrows and murmured dazedly, “Ye Bai Xiao…”
Ye Chiyan’s movements suddenly froze, a sudden wrenching pain in his heart. Who was Xie Fuyi referring to through him?
He gripped Xie Fuyi’s hands and pressed them to his head, his hoarse voice carrying a deep chill and pain—
“Who are you calling?”