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Chapter 81

January 3, 2025 / / 0 Comments

       Zhan Weiyang was terrified.

       He first stared blankly and frozen in place for a few seconds. Then, when he saw Zhan Pengcheng vomiting blood, he rushed to the bed, slapped Zhan Pengcheng’s face with his hand, and shouted loudly, “Dad! Dad!” He wanted to wake Zhan Pengcheng up.

       Zhan Pengcheng groaned as if in pain.

       Zhan Weiyang was trembling with fear. He tried to cover Zhan Pengcheng’s mouth with his hand, but his palm soon became sticky and hot. When he retracted his hand, tears came out of his eyes.

       He stood up, turned around in place, and took out his mobile phone from his pyjama pocket without caring about the blood on his hands.

       Zhan Weiyang called Pei Qing. While waiting for the call to be connected, he kept stamping his feet in place, unable to control the slight trembling of his body.

       Fortunately, Pei Qing answered the phone. Her voice was unclear as if he had been woken up from a deep sleep, “Yangyang?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “My father vomited blood.”

       Pei Qing’s voice suddenly became clear, “Are you two at home? Is Uncle sober?”

       Zhan Weiyang cried, “He’s drunk.”

       Pei Qing immediately said, “Call 120, dear, hurry up.” He didn’t know the specific situation on Zhan Weiyang’s side, but when he heard Zhan Weiyang crying, he knew that Zhan Pengcheng’s condition must not be very good. If he asked in detail, it would probably take up too much time, so his first reaction was to ask Zhan Weiyang to call an ambulance.

       After that, Pei Qing was worried that Zhan Weiyang would not be able to explain clearly, so he said, “I’ll call 120 for you too. I’ll hang up first and call you back later.”

       Then Zhan Weiyang heard Pei Qing hang up the phone. He still remembered what Pei Qing said and dialled 120 with his mobile phone.

       While waiting for the ambulance, Pei Qing called Zhan Weiyang again.

       Pei Qing asked about Zhan Pengcheng’s condition and told Zhan Weiyang, “Don’t be afraid.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m so scared.”

       Pei Qing said, “Don’t be afraid. When the ambulance comes, you will go with it to the hospital, do you have money? Do you have any money? If the doctor asks you to pay, you pay, got it? I bought the earliest air ticket and will be back with you tomorrow morning.”

       Zhan Weiyang seemed not to hear Pei Qing’s words. He kept squatting beside the bed and staring at Zhan Pengcheng with his eyes wide open. His breathing was about to stop for fear that Zhan Pengcheng would spit out blood from his mouth again.

       He didn’t remember when he hung up the phone with Pei Qing. When the ambulance came, he stumbled and climbed into the car. He sat with the medical staff in fear and anxiety. He forgot to wear his coat and didn’t have time to change his shoes. Fortunately, when he was about to leave, the neighbourhood security guard who came in with the ambulance reminded him to lock the door.

       The emergency hall of the hospital was still crowded with people late at night. Zhan Pengcheng was sent to the emergency room to stop the bleeding.

       Zhan Weiyang followed behind at a loss and kept hearing a buzzing sound in his ears. The emergency doctor handed him a few receipts, asked him to pay the bills, and said that he would arrange hospitalization for Zhan Pengcheng.

       The doctor saw Zhan Weiyang take the bills but didn’t say anything and couldn’t help asking, “Is the patient your father?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       The doctor asked again, “What about your mother?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t know.”

       The doctor was a little worried about him, but at this time, the nurse was urging him outside again, so the doctor had to leave in a hurry. Before leaving, he said to him, “You’d better ask your family to come over. Your father’s brothers and sisters will do.”

       But Zhan Weiyang didn’t know who to call. Grandma and Auntie Luo were not there, and Pei Qing and Zhan Weiguang went back to school; he didn’t know his father’s friends, and his father’s brothers and sisters were not in this city.

       Zhan Weiyang stood there holding the receipts in his hand and heard the buzzing sound in his head getting stronger and stronger. He felt scared, just like when he thought he was about to turn into a tree, and his whole body fell into an uncontrollable panic.

       He suddenly wanted to find a place to hide.

       Zhan Weiyang stared at a pot of green plants in the corner of the emergency room. He envied the plant because he only needed to stand quietly without thinking or doing anything. The white light above his head shone down, and Zhan Weiyang felt that he was actually a fortune tree at that moment. His head was empty and blank, and everything around him became farther and farther away.

       At this moment, Zhan Weiyang heard something in his ear. It was not very real, but it was faintly hitting his eardrum.

       He didn’t understand what the sentence meant, but he heard the name ‘Zhan Pengcheng’.

       Who is Zhan Pengcheng? Zhan Weiyang felt a headache. He remembered that Zhan Pengcheng was his father, and then someone repeated the sentence, and the meaning gradually became clear. Zhan Weiyang heard the sentence, “Who is Zhan Pengcheng’s family member?”

       The person who shouted was a nurse with a loud voice and an urgent tone.

       Zhan Weiyang was like being suddenly pulled back to reality from a dream. Everything around him became noisy and vivid again, and those blurred figures began to become clear.

       He recalled his father lying on the bed, vomiting blood. He was afraid that his father would die, so he called an ambulance and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

       The nurse shouted again, “Who is Zhan Pengcheng’s family member?”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his hand that was holding the document and hurriedly replied, “I am his son!” He couldn’t let his father die.

       Pei Qing rushed to the hospital near noon when Zhan Pengcheng had already been admitted to the gastroenterology ward.

       He only brought a simple travel bag and walked into the ward in a hurry. He was too worried about Zhan Weiyang. He still remembered Zhan Weiyang’s panicked cry and was afraid that Zhan Weiyang would not be able to deal with the current predicament.

       In the end, when he walked into the ward’s door, he saw Zhan Weiyang sitting next to Zhan Pengcheng’s bed and eating.

       Zhan Pengcheng had woken up. He was lying on his side, with one hand stretched out of the quilt and receiving an infusion. He was pale but kept his eyes open and looked at Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t notice Pei Qing. He was holding a paper lunch box and disposable chopsticks. He took a bite of rice and stopped, saying to Zhan Pengcheng, “The doctor said you can’t eat.”

       Zhan Pengcheng nodded and said weakly, “Dad will just watch you eat.”

       Pei Qing noticed that Zhan Pengcheng’s eyes were red when he finished speaking.

       Zhan Pengcheng then noticed Pei Qing and asked in surprise, “Why are you here?” He thought Zhan Weiguang would be the first to come back.

       Zhan Weiyang turned his head back suddenly and shouted, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing walked in, put her hand on Zhan Weiyang’s shoulder, patted his face, and said, “Eat the meal first, dear.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him for a while, then sat down and continued to eat the greasy lunch box.

       Pei Qing stood by the bed and talked to Zhan Pengcheng. Zhan Pengcheng was too weak and fell asleep not long after talking.

       After finishing his meal, Zhan Weiyang took out his lunch box and threw it into the big trash can at the end of the corridor. When he returned to the room, he met the nurse who was changing the medicine for Zhan Pengcheng.

       The new medicine was in a full bottle, and it would take a long time to finish the infusion.

       The ward was a double ward, with a curtain in the middle, so they couldn’t see each other.

       Zhan Weiyang walked to Pei Qing and suddenly remembered something and asked softly, “Have you eaten?”

       Pei Qing didn’t have time to eat, but he still said, “I have eaten. You don’t have to worry about me.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded and looked at Zhan Pengcheng, who was soundly sleeping.

       Pei Qing suddenly reached out and hugged him, saying, “Are you scared?”

       Zhan Weiyang quickly raised his hand, hugged Pei Qing’s waist tightly, nodded, buried his face in his chest, and didn’t want to lift it up for a long time.

       Pei Qing pressed his neck with one hand and said, “It’s okay, gege is back.”

       Zhan Weiyang said softly, “En.”

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Chapter 28

January 2, 2025 / / 0 Comments

       “When did I say I was looking for a dom?” He said with a slightly red face, “I’m just here out of curiosity.”

       “You are not a natural sub. You don’t like masochism psychologically. You have a strong sense of rejection of slave status. That’s why you would rather jump off the building than call me ‘Master’. Because of my coercion, BDSM should be something you abhor, but here you are.” When he said this, the man paused for a while; the light in his eyes was dark and deep, “Under what circumstances would a person take the initiative to have contact with something that he doesn’t like? The reason is never ‘curiosity’ but ‘necessity’. For some compelling reason, the degree of this need exceeds your rejection. In other words, your physical needs are more significant than your intellectual conflicts, right?”

       Chu Yunhan’s eyes trembled, and he refused to admit it, “That’s right, I just came here to take a look when I was bored.”

       “East Coast operates on a strict membership basis, and entry is only possible through an existing member’s endorsement, with that sponsor bearing responsibility for their referral. ‘Just here to look’ wouldn’t be enough to secure an invitation or membership approval. Plus, they only accept members with actual BDSM experience. If you didn’t have a real drive, you wouldn’t have exposed that painful part of your past on the application. It takes more than curiosity to lay yourself bare like that.” The man dissected every inconsistency, his calm analysis peeling back each layer of pretence. 

       Chu Yunhan’s expression was stern. His forehead twitched, his lip lines tightened, and he said nothing.

       “The same goes for that information disclosure form. Not only did you carefully select the parts you didn’t want to do, but you also carefully filled in a few notes about the degree. If you just ‘fill in casually’ as you said, there would have been no need to go this far at all, and you’ve done it at…”

       “That’s enough!” Chu Yunhan, who was exposed entirely, roared angrily, “You’re right! I just came here to find someone to torture myself, and you tortured me until I became addicted to such disgusting things! I admit it. Are you satisfied now?” After saying that, he sat down on the black single sofa depressedly, holding his forehead with his hand in frustration. In front of that person, he was like a snail whose shell had been peeled off, losing all disguise, leaving only a weak and powerless body.

       A white porcelain cup was handed over, and Chu Yichen’s voice was gentle, “Drink, it’s not hot anymore.”

       Chu Yunhan hesitated for a moment, took the cup, took a sip, and said in a low voice, “Are you going to convince me to accept you as my dom next?”

       “Yes.”

       He held the cup, lowered his eyelids, and murmured, “I won’t accept you, no matter what…it can’t be you.”

       Chu Yichen was silent for a while and said, “So, if Pure Black is a stranger, will you accept him?”

       “…Maybe, I don’t know.”

       “What if I want to be a stranger?”

       He was confused, “What do you mean?”

       “You and I will put aside all identities in this room and be Pure Black and Daylight. We will stand on an equal footing and enter into a relationship for the sake of desire like strangers.” The man looked at him and said slowly, “I understand your concerns. I have always unilaterally forced you to bear it—against your original wishes. Those bad feelings made you unable to accept me. But it is different now. You are no longer Chu Yunhan, just a sub. I am no longer Chu Yichen, just a dom. There is no longer any other emotional involvement between us. I will clearly set the boundaries with you before the game starts. I will fulfil all your requirements on the form, avoid all tools and actions you don’t like, and agree on a safe word. When you refuse, I will stop. You can treat me as a stranger. Here, the only connection between us is mutual desire, nothing more. I can wear a mask during the process if you want.”

       “You…” Although these words were said calmly, they were like a stormy sea, washing away the words Chu Yunhan was prepared to refuse. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

       “This club gathers almost every enthusiast in K City, but in terms of skill, you’d be hard-pressed to find a dom better suited to you than me. I know every inch of your body, every one of your responses. I understand your likes, dislikes, and exactly how to fulfill your needs. I’m also likely the only Dom here willing to fully respect all your conditions. Additionally, even though you’ve read the club’s confidentiality policy and know that members’ identities are kept strictly private, you’ve still opted for a mask—not wanting to be recognised. From that perspective, it’s safer to engage with someone who already knows your identity rather than a stranger. Therefore, I am your best choice.”

       Chu Yichen’s expression was gentle and serious, and the bright red blood line on his slender neck looked dazzling—exuding a dangerous and alluring aura. Chu Yunhan stared at him blankly for a moment, then turned away awkwardly. He looked down at the cup in his hand without saying a word.

       He smiled bitterly in his mind. Now, he knew the man’s negotiation methods. Every word he said was like a sharp arrow, accurately hitting his weaknesses one after another, shaking his original decision.

       If the previous relationship had become too complicated and rigid, then adopt a brand-new approach.  

       If what he resisted was him as a person, then assume a different identity.  

       If he lacked a sense of security, then establish rules to create boundaries.  

       If there were methods he detested, then simply avoid them altogether.

       …

       Chu Yichen put him on the scale, constantly adding weight, and his attitude was even conniving, which completely made Chu Yunhan lose any reason to refuse. For a moment, he even felt that he had been convinced.

       No, it can’t be like this…

       Only this person can’t…

       Chu Yunhan’s head was in a mess as if he was trapped in a besieged city and couldn’t find a way out. He muttered, “Chu Yichen, you and I…we are…”

       “There is no blood relationship between us. Now that things have come to this, we will never be brothers again.” The man interrupted him, his deep voice seeming to have a kind of intoxicating bewitchment. “Let go of all past constraints and burdens, and stand in a new position to form a fresh bond. For both of us, this is the best choice. I can give you what you desire; as long as you agree, I can fulfil every longing you have.”

       “I don’t want to…” He only felt that his throat was a little dry.

       “You don’t have to rush to reject me, and you don’t have to rush to make a decision.” Chu Yichen’s eyes were full of soft light like a black hole sucking people’s vision tightly, making them unable to move away. “I know why you’re here. Let’s give it a try, okay?”

       When Chu Yunhan heard this sentence, his already chaotic psychological defence was even more shaky. He stood up suddenly, lowered his eyelids and hurriedly said, “I should go…” and walked out. His steps were hurried as if running away. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, the opponent would easily defeat the defensive line he had worked so hard to hold.

       Just as he was about to reach the door, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Before he could react, he was pulled and turned around. Then warm breath came to him, pressing him directly against the door.

       “You…” Before he could finish his words, his mouth was sealed. The man’s lips pressed against his lips and rubbed slowly, his tongue gently inserted into the slightly open mouth. However, the man was not in a hurry to attack and conquer but gently rolled it on the tip of his tongue as if waiting for his response.

       The refreshing and light fragrance was a smell he was familiar with, and this kind of kiss was something he had not experienced for a long time. Chu Yunhan fell into a trance. His brain lost its function, leaving the body to react instinctively, according to his memory.

       Lips and tongues intertwined, and he lost control bit by bit between advances and retreats. Unknowingly, he began to lift his face following the other person’s movements, allowing the invasion to become deeper and deeper. His heartbeat was speeding up, his breath was being deprived, and his breathing was becoming rapid. The body trapped between the tall body and the door softened.

       His desire grew, and everything was about to get out of control.

       “Hmmn…” The remaining sanity finally broke free from the chaos when he felt the belt being untied. He struggled and pressed hard against Chu Yichen. His voice was still breathing, and he begged, “It can’t be like this. We can’t do this… Please, Chu Yichen, please let me go…”

       A hand stroked his cheek and said, “Close your eyes.”

       “Chu Yichen…”

       “Good boy, close your eyes.” The man’s voice was low and gentle, like a hypnosis. “You can treat me as a stranger or a prop. There is no relationship between us, and you don’t need to have any burden.” Chu Yichen lowered his head and whispered in his ear, and the warm breath aroused tiny shivers on his skin, “You long for pure sex, don’t you? I can give it to you to relieve your desire. Give me a chance, will you?”

       Chu Yunhan’s sensitive zone was next to his ear. Such whispers made half of his body numb. Something seemed to be stirring inside his body, and the hand against the man’s chest gradually lost its strength. His face turned red, and he shook his head, “I don’t want you…”

       Their bodies were so close to each other that they could easily sense each other’s changes. The corners of Chu Yichen’s lips were slightly raised, and he held Chu Yunhan’s earlobe from the side of his face. The tip of his tongue slowly licked the skin behind the ear along the contour, leaving moist water stains. The deliberately lowered voice seemed to hide the devil that devours people’s hearts, “If you don’t want to…you can push me away at any time…”

       When the man’s hand reached into his pants and wrapped around his genitals, the last wall in Chu Yunhan’s mind collapsed completely. The body that had not been satisfied for a long time became extremely sensitive and showed abnormal excitement under the caress of that hand. The genitals between his legs were erect, eager for more caresses.

       Chu Yunhan closed his eyes in shame.

       Just once…

       Let him indulge this time…

       Just once…

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Chapter 25

January 1, 2025 / / 0 Comments

       Qian Xiaoke said he would sleep, but he was woken up after a short sleep.

       The tenants in the partitioned room across from him started quarrelling for some unknown reason, and it seemed like they even got into a fight.

       Qian Xiaoke, being timid, didn’t dare go watch the commotion. He curled up on his bed, trembling, with his ears perked up, listening to the noise.

       The argument outside was pretty intense, and it really sounded like it had turned physical. After a long while, Qian Xiaoke heard the people outside finally leave, and the world became quiet again. He let out a sigh of relief. Only then did he remember that he hadn’t eaten dinner yet.

       He moved to the window and realised he didn’t feel very hungry. Thinking to himself: Forget it, I won’t eat. Skipping dinner will save me money.

       In the end, he felt so hungry.

       This must be fate, he thought—fate destined him to go hungry, and he couldn’t escape it.

       Qian Xiaoke stretched his body, took his mobile phone, keys and coin purse and went downstairs.

       The coin purse was shaped like a fluffy little dog’s head, and it was super cute. He had bought it from a street vendor outside the apartment complex for ten yuan and liked it very much.

       It was almost completely dark outside. He jogged downstairs, planning to buy a bag of sliced bread—eight slices per bag. If he rationed it, eating two slices each evening, it would last him four days.

       Qian Xiaoke felt that he was really good at budgeting!

       He walked downstairs and walked out of the community.

       Recently, every time it got dark, there would be stalls downstairs. On one side were food vendors selling skewers and other snacks, while on the other were stalls selling small goods. Business seemed pretty good for all of them. 

       Qian Xiaoke even considered setting up a stall himself. After all, he had plenty of free time after work. Using that time to make extra money seemed like a great idea.

       But he was the kind of person who thought a lot but acted little. When it came to actually doing it, he worried about everything—fearing that if he stocked up on goods and couldn’t sell them, all his money would be tied up.

       Because of this, he had not been able to successfully ‘start a business’ until now.

       Qian Xiaoke walked along the path to the convenience store, looked around at the things people were selling, asked about the prices, and did a simple market research.

       After finishing his ‘research’, Qian Xiaoke went to buy bread. When paying, he took out a few one-yuan and fifty-cent coins from his small coin purse, counted them carefully, and handed them to the cashier.

       When he came out, he smelled the aroma of barbecue all the way, and his mouth was drooling.

       Not wanting to embarrass himself, Qian Xiaoke trotted home.

       But then he got a fright.

       As they all knew, group renting was illegal. Qian Xiaoke always thought that theirs should be considered a group renting. Even if it wasn’t exactly ‘group’ housing, it was at least an unauthorised structure.

       In short, it was illegal.

       He lived in constant fear, worried that something would happen and his rent money would go to waste. Just the other day, during the Zhou Mo incident, he had been at home when he heard someone knocking on the door, saying they were from the police station. He was so scared he stayed inside and didn’t dare go out.

       At this moment, he came back with bread. He just went out of the stairwell and saw two uniformed policemen standing at his door knocking.

       Qian Xiaoke was startled and forgot to breathe while standing at the stairs.

       Seeing him coming, one of the police asked, “Do you live here?”

       “No!” Qian Xiaoke panicked and answered while backing away, “I live next door. I forgot to bring my keys. I’m going to ask my partner for the keys. Goodbye, police uncle!”

       With that, he turned and ran, first heading upstairs, then realising that wasn’t right, so he turned and ran downstairs instead.

       Qian Xiaoke ran out of the community with his head down and ran directly into someone’s arms.

       Jiang Tongyan said, “What the hell?”

       Qian Xiaoke’s body trembled, and he looked up and said, “Why are you here?”

       Of course, he deliberately strolled here.

       Jiang Tongyan felt uncomfortable lying in the hotel, took a shower, and was so anxious that he simply went out for a walk.

       This walk brought him here.

       He had heard Qian Xiaoke mention the neighbourhood’s name before, so he knew that this guy lived there but didn’t expect to meet him.

       When he just came over, he saw Qian Xiaoke running around like a headless fly from a distance. It was better to bump into him than others, so he walked over quickly and blocked him. Just like that, Qian Xiaoke ‘threw himself into his arms’.

       “Why can’t I be here?” Jiang Tongyan said confidently, “Is this road yours? Do I need your permission to come here?”

       Qian Xiaoke said ‘Uh’ and then looked back guiltily.

       “Is there really a ghost chasing you?” Jiang Tongyan stood there and smiled at him jokingly.

       Qian Xiaoke raised his hand and made a ‘hush’ gesture, trying to slip away like a thief.

       In the end, before he could slip away, he watched the two policemen come out.

       Qian Xiaoke panicked and suddenly had an idea. He took Jiang Tongyan’s arm and said delicately, “Honey! I forgot to bring my keys!”

       His words were crisp and sweet, and Jiang Tongyan was stunned.

       “Ah?” Jiang Tongyan looked at him with a question mark on his head.

       Qian Xiaoke had an innocent look on his face, “Husband, you came back too late today. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

       He dragged Jiang Tongyan into the neighbourhood, and when the two policemen passed by them, he whispered, “Husband, what are we going to eat tonight?”

       The two policemen looked at him, looked at each other, and left expressionlessly.

       Qian Xiaoke dragged Jiang Tongyan into the neighbourhood quickly, pulled him to a corner, and made sure that the two policemen could not see them, then let go of his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.

       Jiang Tongyan saw a little bit of the doorway, squinted his eyes, and folded his hands in front of his chest, “Qian Xiaoke, did you do anything illegal?”

       “No!” Qian Xiaoke was still panicking.

       He was a coward since he was a child. Not to mention breaking the law, he didn’t dare to wear two red scarves when the teacher asked him to wear one at school. This time, he had truly strayed into trouble and gotten scammed!

       Qian Xiaoke said, “Keep your voice down, don’t let anyone hear you.”

       “If you’re not guilty, what are you afraid of?” Jiang Tongyan said, “Hurry up and confess, or I’ll take you to the police station now!”

       “… Can you be quiet for a while?” Qian Xiaoke was scared to death. This guy was still making trouble here.

       “Then tell me what’s going on.” Jiang Tongyan teased him deliberately, “I’m your husband. What dare you hide from your husband?”

       “Why are you so shameless?” Qian Xiaoke muttered, “Whose husband are you?”

       “Who just now? You called me husband so sweetly that I choked,” Jiang Tongyan poked him on the forehead, “Qian Xiaoke, you’re really something.”

       “Of course, I’m amazing!”

       “I mean, you’re really good at scamming people.”

       Qian Xiaoke snorted and turned to go home.

       How could Jiang Tongyan let him go like this? He raised his hand and hugged him back by the neck.

       “What? Where are you going? Without your husband?”

       “I don’t have a husband like you,” Qian Xiaoke said, “I’ll find a husband who’s ready to go hard at a moment’s notice.”

       Jiang Tongyan was hurt again.

       The result of his injury was that he relentlessly tormented Qian Xiaoke.

       His method of torment? Forcing Qian Xiaoke to accompany him on walks.

       Jiang Tongyan didn’t need to say much. One simple line was enough, “Walk with me or I’ll go complain to Cheng Sen and tell him that you assaulted me this afternoon just to avoid going back to work at the office.”

       Qian Xiaoke thought Jiang Tongyan had absolutely no sense of shame—he could come up with the most indecent things imaginable.

       Helplessly, he had to accompany him.

       But then again, he really didn’t want to go home now, and he was a little afraid, for fear that the two policemen would come back and catch him.

       It was too scary.

       So, he simply accompanied Jiang Tongyan for a walk around the neighbourhood, and on the way, he inspected the street vendors’ business.

       Jiang Tongyan said, “Seriously, tell me, what did you do wrong?”

       “Nothing.”

       “Then why did you run when you saw the police?”

       Qian Xiaoke was so aggrieved that he looked up to the sky and howled and then told Jiang Tongyan about his miserable experience of renting a house.

       When he told the story, he spoke as if his heart was breaking—full of tears and wails, almost like a lament in song. He wanted Jiang Tongyan to understand how difficult life was for poor, struggling people like him, so that he would stop making things difficult in the future.

       As a result, Jiang Tongyan frowned after listening and said after a long time, “Qian Xiaoke, you really are a bit of an idiot.”

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Chapter 80

December 31, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       On Friday, Zhan Weiyang spent the whole afternoon waiting for Zhan Pengcheng to call him.

       Chen Youyou asked him if he wanted to have dinner together in the evening, but Zhan Weiyang refused, saying that his father would come to pick him up for dinner.

       When school was over, Zhan Pengcheng finally called Zhan Weiyang and said in a very anxious tone, “Dad has something to do now and can’t leave. You go home and wait for a while. If you are hungry, buy something to eat.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m not hungry.”

       Zhan Pengcheng seemed very busy and had no time to say more. He just said, “Then you go home and wait for Dad.” Then he hung up the phone.

       Zhan Weiyang went home by bus alone.

       When he returned home, he was still alone. He took his schoolbag to the room on the second floor first, sat next to the table and played with his mobile phone for a while. When he looked up at the window, he found that it was dark.

       The sky got dark earlier in winter, and there were no children playing outside in the community garden, which made it even more deserted.

       Zhan Weiyang glanced at the time and felt that Zhan Pengcheng should be coming to pick him up soon. He turned off the lights in his room and went downstairs to the first floor. He turned on the TV in the living room, settled into a corner of the sofa, and mindlessly flipped through channels with the remote.

       Half an hour later, Zhan Pengcheng called Zhan Weiyang to tell him that he could not make it back.

       Zhan Pengcheng was still very worried about Zhan Weiyang and kept telling him to go eat by himself, “If you don’t want to go out, you can order takeout. Remember to wear more clothes when you go out. It’s cold outside.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I know.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said again, “Be sure to eat! If Dad comes back early, I’ll bring you a midnight snack, got it?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Okay.”

       Then there was a noise on the other end of the phone, and Zhan Pengcheng had to hang up the phone.

       Zhan Weiyang, still squatting in the corner of the sofa, put down his phone, got up, jumped off the sofa, and walked into the kitchen.

       He didn’t want to order takeout anymore and wanted to find out if there were any instant noodles in the kitchen. He rummaged through the kitchen and actually found instant noodles.

       Standing there with the instant noodles and thinking for a while, Zhan Weiyang thought he could add a sausage, so he opened the refrigerator and found a bag of unopened sausage.

       When boiling water in a pot, Zhan Weiyang began to miss Pei Qing again. If Pei Qing were here at this time, they would definitely go out to eat together, and he wouldn’t have to cook instant noodles himself.

       Zhan Weiyang cooked instant noodles not very skillfully. He took the bowl to the living room, ate while watching TV, and went back to the kitchen to wash the bowl after eating. Then, he wiped the stove carefully with a rag like Auntie Luo, turned off the kitchen light, and left.

       When he video-chatted with Pei Qing in the evening, Zhan Weiyang said that he had instant noodles for dinner.

       Pei Qing was not at school today but went home. In his room, he sat next to the desk and asked, “Why are you so pitiful?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Dad originally said he would pick me up for dinner, but he had something else to do.”

       Pei Qing said, “Uncle is too busy.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I know, Dad works too hard.”

       Pei Qing said to him, “You haven’t seen my room yet.” After that, he turned the camera of his mobile phone around the room to show Zhan Weiyang his room.

       Zhan Weiyang lay on the bed and said, “When will you come back?”

       Pei Qing was silent for two seconds, smiled and said to him, “I will come back to see you when the Qingming Festival holiday comes, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang began to calculate the time of Qingming Festival in his head.

       Pei Qing said, “You can also come over to play. I’ll call Uncle and ask him to take you to the airport, and I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “Is that okay?”

       Pei Qing said, “Of course, I’ll take you to my university to play, and we can also go to eat delicious food.”

       Speaking of delicious food, Zhan Weiyang felt hungry, and he said, “I want to eat delicious food.”

       When the two of them finished the video, Zhan Weiyang saw that it was almost time to go to bed.

       He got up from the bed, opened the door and looked outside. There was a light on in the corridor and another light on the entrance on the first floor, both of which he left for Zhan Pengcheng.

       It was quiet outside, and he didn’t know when Zhan Pengcheng would come back.

       Zhan Weiyang closed the door, went back to the bed and lay down, reaching out to turn off the table lamp on the bedside table.

       It was almost eleven o’clock at that time.

       Zhan Weiyang had just closed his eyes when he heard the sound of a car approaching from downstairs and stopping in front of his house.

       He opened his eyes, got out of bed in his pyjamas and walked to the window to look. Sure enough, he saw a car parked at the door. Then he saw the driver open the back door and help Zhan Pengcheng, who was almost unconscious, out of the car.

       “Dad!” Zhan Weiyang turned and ran outside.

       While still on the stairs, Zhan Weiyang heard the doorbell. He hurried downstairs, ran to the door, and opened it. He saw a familiar uncle standing outside, helping his father.

       The uncle noticed Zhan Weiyang’s presence and asked him, “Are you alone at home?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       The uncle frowned, seemed a little worried, and said, “Your father is drunk.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Zhan Pengcheng and panicked.

       The uncle said, “Let me help you get him in first.” After that, he and Zhan Weiyang helped Zhan Pengcheng in. Fortunately, Zhan Pengcheng was not completely unconscious. When Zhan Weiyang held one of his shoulders, he still shouted indistinctly, “Yangyang?”

       “Dad!” Zhan Weiyang was angry that Zhan Pengcheng was so drunk.

       The two of them struggled to carry Zhan Pengcheng up to the second floor and his room.

       When helping Zhan Pengcheng fall on the bed, the uncle said to Zhan Weiyang, “He has to lie on his side, understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at the uncle nervously.

       The uncle said, “He has to lie on his side when he is drunk. You should pay attention to it at night, and it’s better to watch him.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded. He accompanied the uncle downstairs, waited for the other party to leave, locked the door, and hurried back to the second floor. He then went into Zhan Pengcheng’s room to see if he was lying on his side.

       Zhan Pengcheng was already asleep and began to snore, and his snoring was loud.

       Zhan Weiyang smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the room, frowned and walked back and forth a few steps beside the bed. Then he remembered that he and Pei Qing took care of the drunk Zhan Pengcheng last time, so he went to the bathroom and wrung out a hot towel.

       Back in the room, Zhan Weiyang wiped Zhan Pengcheng’s face. Noticing the unpleasant smell, he couldn’t help but wipe his neck and hands as well.

       He really couldn’t undress Zhan Pengcheng by himself. Fortunately, Zhan Pengcheng had taken off his coat when he entered the room. Zhan Weiyang could only help him take off his shoes and socks and pull up the quilt to cover him up to his neck.

       After doing this, Zhan Weiyang thought of what the uncle had just said, and he didn’t dare leave the room. He could only turn off the ceiling light, leave a small table lamp, and then squat by the bed to look at Zhan Pengcheng.

       “Dad,” Zhan Weiyang complained in a low voice, “you drink too much.”

       Zhan Pengcheng certainly wouldn’t answer. His eyes were tightly closed, his mouth was open, and he kept snoring.

       Zhan Weiyang thought he was too noisy, raised his hand and pinched his nose, heard the snoring stop briefly, and let go of his hand in fear.

       Zhan Pengcheng was still snoring.

       Zhan Weiyang rested his head on his arm, lay on the side of the bed, and said, “Don’t drink so much.” He was a little scared.

       After lying like this for a while, Zhan Weiyang felt sleepy. He thought he might fall asleep. If he fell asleep, he couldn’t watch Zhan Pengcheng to see if he was sleeping on his side. What should he do?

       Zhan Weiyang stood up, took out the phone in his pocket, and wanted to call Pei Qing. However, he looked at the time and found that it was already half past twelve. Pei Qing must be asleep at this time.

       He put the phone back silently and stared at Zhan Pengcheng on the bed. He suddenly thought of a way, opened the cabinet in the room, found two quilts, and sandwiched Zhan Pengcheng in the middle, one in front and one behind, so that he couldn’t turn over and could always sleep on his side.

       After doing this, Zhan Weiyang decided to observe before going to bed.

       He stared at Zhan Pengcheng for more than 20 minutes and found that he moved as if he wanted to turn over, but he didn’t turn over, so he maintained the original position.

       After that, Zhan Weiyang moved the quilt to clamp Zhan Pengcheng tighter, then he turned off the table lamp in the room, opened the door and planned to go back to sleep.

       He didn’t dare to close the door of Zhan Pengcheng’s room and left one light in the corridor. Before leaving, he leaned over to take another look and heard the sound of Zhan Pengcheng vomiting from the bed.

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned. He thought Zhan Pengcheng had vomited, so he quickly reached out, turned on the room’s light, and looked at the bed.

       Zhan Pengcheng, who was lying on his side on the bed, had blood around his mouth and on the pillow. He didn’t just vomit—he was vomiting blood.

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Chapter 27

December 31, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Chu Yichen.

       Pure black.

       Both were the same person.

       And here he was, insisting he wasn’t gay, rejecting BDSM—yet now, he stood in this person’s room, willingly taking on the role of a sub.

       Embarrassment, awkwardness, and shame surged over him like a massive wave, pulling him under. Chu Yunhan felt as if his brain was filled with mush, pulverized to the point that he couldn’t think at all. He stood there stiffly like a block of wood; his face shifting between red and pale, unable to utter a single word.

       When he saw the other party walking towards him, Chu Yunhan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, quickly rushed out of the door, then closed the door tightly and held it with his back. This set of actions was a completely instinctive reaction, and it was done in one go. When he realised what he had done, he was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a crack in the ground and bury himself.

       After all, he was the Eldest Young Master of the Chu family. Even if he met him in a place like this, he should find an excuse to get by. He could say that he wanted to find someone to give it a try, or he could say that someone introduced him to have a look. Whether the other person believed it or not, at least he could maintain a little dignity. Even if he took a step back and admitted that he had this desire, what could happen? At least he should pretend to be nonchalant and say, “What a coincidence”, to hold up the scene.

       So what would it mean if he just turned and ran the moment they met?

       He pulled off his mask and leaned against the door with a look of despair. Why was he always so timid in front of Chu Yichen?

       This was even more embarrassing. How should it end?

       He was utterly humiliated—his shame might as well have launched him into outer space…

       The door behind him made a soft sound, and then he felt a little force on his back. This made Chu Yunhan, who was at a loss, even more panicked. He instinctively leaned his back hard and held the door tightly for fear that the other party would come out.

       He didn’t know how to face Chu Yichen; his heart was beating nervously, and his mind was filled with the words ‘what to do’. He felt like an adulterer caught in bed, naked and not knowing where to escape. Fortunately, the person inside became silent after the push, giving him time to calm down.

       After slowly calming down, Chu Yunhan raised his head with a frown and thought about what to do next.

       We couldn’t just keep in a stalemate inside and outside the door. There were only two options before him now, either to run away in despair or to go in and face Chu Yichen.

       He looked at the ceiling and sighed.

       In front of Chu Yichen, he seemed to have always been an escapist. Either he was on the way to escape, or he was racking his brains to think of how to escape, and even jumped from the building to escape. Now that he thought about it, it was a cowardly thing to do.

       He didn’t want to run away anymore.

       He won the bet, gained his freedom, and was in a position of equal dialogue with that person. What he should do now was to go in and find a reason to break off the so-called ‘relationship’ and then leave the place in a dignified manner.

       It took him a long time to finally make up his mind. With a heroic expression on his face, he turned around to open the door, only to find that the black card he had been holding in his hand was gone. Chu Yunhan cursed depressedly and raised his hand helplessly to knock.

       The door opened. The person who opened the door looked at him calmly.

       “I just…”

       “Come in and talk.”

       “Oh.” He walked in.

       The door closed again behind him. Chu Yunhan suddenly realised that he was being pressured again. Why should he come in obediently?

       “What do you want to drink?” Chu Yichen said, holding a white mug. “There are green tea and black tea here. I boiled some water while you were outside the door just now.”

       He pursed his lips in embarrassment and said, “I don’t want it.”

       The man made a cup of green tea. He put it on the small coffee table, and said, “If you are tired, sit down.”

       The only places to sit in the entire room were a single sofa and a large bed in the middle. Chu Yunhan knew very well why it was arranged like this. This was an in between training room, and subs were not qualified to sit. He didn’t move and said, “I… have something to say to you, and I will leave after I finish speaking.”

       Chu Yichen was also standing, leaning against the cabinet with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at him quietly.

       Under that gaze, he felt nervous for no reason, and his palms became sweaty unconsciously. He avoided looking at the other person, looked at the ground and said, “I was startled just now. You know, I’m a little… afraid of you.”

       The man’s eyelashes moved slightly, like the thin wings of an insect, drooping slightly.

       “This place was recommended by a friend. It’s my first time here, and I didn’t expect to see you, so… it was a bit awkward, and I kind of lost control for a second.” Chu Yunhan stole a glance at the man, who remained expressionless, he could only gritted his teeth and continued. “I’m not actually into this stuff; I was just curious to understand what people who play these games think. Now that I’ve seen it, well… it’s interesting, but it’s not for me. As for that form—I thought everyone had to fill it out, so I just wrote something random. I had no idea it would be used for matching. I came upstairs to explain, not knowing it was you…” He cleared his throat. “I’ve heard you’re pretty well-known here and have lots of people wanting to be your sub. I won’t be coming back, so… you can find someone else.”

       He had already planned these words outside the door. At this moment, he just came in to recite. After finishing speaking, he waited anxiously for the other party’s response.

       The room was unusually quiet, with only the slight sound of the clock on the wall moving. The prolonged silence made the atmosphere subtle and embarrassing, and Chu Yunhan finally couldn’t help but raise his head.

       Their gaze meet.

       The pair of dark eyes staring at him were like the deep and quiet night sky, with some dark light floating in them. His eyes trembled, and he secretly clenched his fists, forcing himself not to move away.

       Chu Yichen reached out and took out a rattan whip from the wall. He put it in his hand, stroked it slowly, and said, “A whip symbolizes authority, and kneeling represents submission. In BDSM, the person wielding the whip and the one enduring it both find fulfillment through their roles—that’s the essence of its existence. At the end of the day, it’s just a game. When the master sets down the whip and the slave stands up, they are simply equals, with no difference in status or worth.” He paused. “BDSM should be rooted in equality. Forcing you to submit to me as a sub was a mistake from the very beginning. I’ve regretted it ever since.”

       “You…” Chu Yunhan didn’t expect him to say such words and was completely stunned.

       The man walked over slowly, handed the whip in his hand to him, and said calmly, “If you want to settle old scores, I am willing to cooperate. In this room today, you can be the dominant one and treat me the way you like. ”

       Chu Yunhan took a step back in shock and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He was speechless for a long time. It took him a long time before he could stifle a sentence, “Are you kidding? If I dare to hit you once, Hei Yu and Bai Xiao will still tear me apart alive”

       “No matter what you do to me, they won’t know.”

       “Don’t lie to me.”

       “I haven’t lie to you.”

       Chu Yunhan looked at Chu Yichen’s unshakable face and then at the whip in his hand, feeling a little irritated and depressed in his heart.

       What is this? Another trick? Some new way to toy with him?

       He gritted his teeth, grabbed the whip in his hand, and said coldly, “Now that I’m holding the whip, shouldn’t you kneel down?”

       As soon as he finished speaking, the man knelt down without any hesitation. Standard kneeling position, with his knees shoulder-width apart, hands behind his back, his upper body straightened, and looking up at him.

       Chu Yunhan was completely stunned.

       Chu Yichen knelt down.

       He knelt in front of him by himself.

       He was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he doubted his life. He wanted to slap himself twice to see if he was dreaming.

       So fvcking weird!

       Did he actually wake up this morning? Is the person kneeling in front of him really not a virtual image? Is it time for the end of the world? Chu Yichen…is there something wrong with his brain?

       He frowned and said slowly, “Are you serious?”

       “I have not lie to thee.” The man repeated, changing his title to an honorific.

       Seeing him like this, Chu Yunhan suddenly felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. He laughed dryly like a self-mockery and said, “Okay, let’s settle old scores.” After saying that, he raised his hand and whipped him.

       The whip was made of flexible and slender rattan. It was a whip specially designed for punishment. It was quite painful when the force was not strong. He had suffered it before and was extremely impressed by the burning and heartbreaking pain. At this moment, he whipped the whip from top to bottom, intending to hit the right chest, but due to his lack of experience and uncertainty, the tip of the whip hit the side of the neck heavily.

       Chu Yichen didn’t move, still kneeling upright without even blinking. Soon, a bright red mark appeared on the side of his neck, and the flesh bulged slightly. It was obvious that he had not controlled his strength well, and blood slowly began to ooze from the whip marks.

       In the previous training, although Chu Yunhan was forced, the man always controlled the force and intensity. Except for the time when he was forced to call ‘Master’, he was almost never injured. He had been whipped like this before, and even though his skin was not broken, it was so painful that he grimaced and couldn’t kneel. Now that it was bleeding, he could imagine how painful it must be. However, the man didn’t say a word, as if nothing had happened. He still looked at him calmly.

       “Doesn’t it hurt?” Chu Yunhan asked.

       “It does.”

       He gritted his teeth, “I will beat you until your skin is bruised.”

       “Okay.”

       Chu Yunhan held the whip tightly, his eyes resting on Chu Yichen’s injured neck. He didn’t know why, but he felt confused, irritable and anxious. Thinking of the humiliation and abuse he had suffered before, he tried to raise his hand and move the whip several times but could not do so. Finally, he threw the whip to the ground in frustration and said in frustration, “Okay, that’s enough. I don’t want to play anymore.”

       “You can think about it again. You only have this one chance to settle old scores.” The man was still kneeling.

       “Forget it, okay? I deserve it. I accept my fate, okay?” Chu Yunhan didn’t understand why he was angry. “Stand up, I’m so annoyed.”

       Chu Yichen stood up and said, “I thought you would at least order me to call you master.”

       “I’m not you and don’t have such a hobby.” He retorted angrily.

       The man smiled and said, “You voluntarily gave up the opportunity for revenge that I gave you and agreed not to pursue it any further. The dispute between us has come to an end, and you and I are back where we started. This is also what I hope. Now we can talk about the next relationship from a new perspective.”

       “What perspective?”

       “The perspective of Pure Black and Daylight.” Chu Yichen said slowly, “Putting aside our grievances and identities, I am the most suitable Dom for you.”

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Chapter 26

December 29, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       He is actually…the Hurricane?

       Chu Yunhan gritted his teeth secretly. He still remembered that in the Chu family’s old house, this bastard and another helper blindfolded him and tied his hands. He cleaned him from inside to out and then packed him up and sent him to Chu Yichen’s bed.

       Looking back now, this man was very skillful in giving him an enema. He didn’t expect that he was one of the top doms in this club.

       Wait… why did he appear in the Chu family’s old house at that time?

       What is his relationship with Chu Yichen?

       Numerous thoughts appeared in Chu Yunhan’s head, and his eyes were fixed on each other with a hesitant expression. The man named Hurricane also looked at him—his gaze slowly sweeping from top to bottom. Although this man was leaning on the service desk, looking carefree, his eyes were as bright and sharp as the stars in the night. When the guy looked at him, it gave the illusion of being seen through. This feeling seemed familiar and reminded him of Chu Yichen.

       In just a short moment, Chu Yunhan was so nervous that a thin layer of sweat formed on his back, and he unconsciously touched his face with his hand.

       He wore a mask and had only one interaction with this man.

       Probably…can’t recognise him.

       Just when he was feeling uneasy, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said lazily in his voice, “Newcomer?”

       Ben, who was kneeling beside him, said, “Master, he is Daylight. He is here for the first time today. I am the one who introduced him to the club.”

       Hurricane glanced at him, “A few days without a beating, and you’ve already forgotten how to kneel.” Ben froze, straightened his back immediately, looked up at his master, and whispered, “Master, I was wrong.”

       “Go get me a glass of wine.” The man ordered.

       “Understood.” Ben immediately stood up and went to get it.

       The man’s gaze swept past Chu Yunhan, landed on the information sheet in his hand, looked at it for a while, and said leisurely, “No actual penetration allowed, no one-to-many relationships, no oral, no body piercings, no wearing restraints daily… tsk, Mr. Daylight, your conditions are quite strict.”

       “Mr. Hurricane, it seems impolite to steal and peek at other people’s information.” He was afraid of being recognised, so he deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.

       Hurricane curved his lips and smiled, “This information will be displayed on the public electronic screen after submission. I just saw it a little earlier than others; isn’t accusing me of snatching and snooping a bit much?”

       Chu Yunhan frowned, “Like posting a marriage-seeking advertisement?”

       “Pretty much. However, once your information is posted, it means you agree to be chosen. If a dom decides to accept you, the relationship will be established immediately. Given the imbalance in numbers, it’s rare for a dom to accept conditions as strict as yours. Before submitting, I’d suggest you reconsider and make any necessary adjustments.”

       He pondered for a moment and said, “I won’t change.”

       “Okay then.” Hurricane handed the form to the waiter, took the wine glass from Ben who knelt down again, shook it lightly at him, with a deep smile in his eyes, “Welcome to the East Coast. Here, may meet someone who meets all your requirements.”

       “Thank you.” Chu Yunhan responded politely, greeted Ben and left the service desk. Ben didn’t answer. He just knelt in the standard posture and looked at his master quietly. From the moment Hurricane appeared, he entered the role of a slave. He had no right to talk to others before his master consented.

       Chu Yunhan also knew these rules. Chu Yichen had trained him in this way before.

       Couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, couldn’t be distracted.

       Only a world with the two of them remained.

       Everything Chu Yunhan endured as a sub before was forced. He never understood why someone would willingly kneel down to another person, surrender all their rights, and be dominated and restrained. But at this moment, when he looked at Ben’s focused and affectionate eyes, he seemed to understand a little bit.

       This kind of bond was filled with uncertainty. Everything that once belonged to you was entrusted to someone else, and all you experienced was determined by their whims. It was like walking on a high wire, where every step forward became unpredictable and perilous, full of variables.

       It was a kind of thrill.

       This kind of stimulation could easily make people addicted, crazy and surrender.

       Chu Yunhan sat alone in a corner, quietly looking at all kinds of people around him. In this club called ‘East Coast’, he began to think about the meaning of BDSM for the first time and began to recall what Chen Huan had said to him.

       —If people’s desires need an outlet, why can’t it be BDSM? It’s just a stimulant in a boring life. When both parties are consensual, it is just a way of interacting during sex and should not be criticised.

       —If you don’t know if you really need it, go take a look or give it a try. If you like it, do it; if you don’t, leave. It’s no big deal.

       —Before making a choice, you must first understand yourself. In addition to your heart, you should also listen to your body.

       Find someone and give it a try.

       He came here with this idea in mind. When Mr. Daylight’s information was displayed, it caused a burst of discussion. Most members scorned this newcomer with ‘extremely narrow standards’. Chu Yunhan also heard the two doms nearby talking about him.

       One said, “Ha, can’t use down there, and can’t use up top either. Are newbie subs so picky these days?”

       Another said, “Pure egoist, doesn’t think about the needs of the dom at all. I’m afraid that being his dom, one could only masturbate after satisfying him.”

       “Interesting, where does the confidence come from? Even if this type of person looks stunning, I have no interest in accepting one.”

       “I’m not interested either.”

       …

       Chu Yunhan took a sip of wine silently. He couldn’t convince himself to accept those more intense training methods. As for having sex, he tried it with a random man. Although the process was okay, after the sex, he would have a deep feeling of disgust. His whole self would feel empty, ashamed and regretful for what he had just done—it didn’t feel good. He thought that since this was a professional club, someone should be able to use techniques to make him reach climax without actually being penetrated, so he chose ‘No’ in this column.

       In nearly two hours, two people came over to chat with him, but both of them were subs. When they learned that he was Daylight, they all advised him to loosen up a bit and encouraged him to take the initiative to chat with the doms, so that it would be easier to find a partner. Chu Yunhan struggled internally but still didn’t dare to take the first step. Just when he was about to leave in despair, a burst of short music suddenly sounded in the venue. He turned to look, and the electronic screen displaying his personal information flickered. Then, the information page disappeared, and the word ‘Daylight’ flashed silver and was placed behind another name.

       Pure black.

       Almost simultaneously, everyone in the venue was stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

       “Pure Black has appeared.” A female dom held her slave’s hand and smiled, “It’s really interesting to take in a newcomer who is difficult to maintain.”

       “It seems like he hasn’t been here for over half a year.” The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa played with the hair of the slave girl in his arms and said, “Now those subs are going to start to get jealous again.”

       “Where is Pure Black?” Many subs began to look around in the venue.

       “Why would he accept such a person as a slave? He had a really strange taste.” An ownerless sub complained angrily.

       “It’s really strange. He didn’t like those subs who had no taboos before, but now he actually chooses such a bland one.”

       “Maybe the appearance suits his taste. Isn’t it said that he likes beautiful men with brown hair and fair skin?” The young man with a baby face kicked the male slave in the harness with the toe of his shoe and said, “Kneel. You want to be whipped again, don’t you?”

       The charming woman sitting with her legs crossed beside her shook the glass in her hand and asked, “Where is the newcomer named Daylight? Let me see what he looks like.”

       At this moment, the newcomer who was suddenly thrust into the limelight was standing there in shock, somewhat at a loss. A waiter in white clothes and black trousers slowly walked up to him and stood in front of him. He handed him a black secondary card and said with a smile, “Mr. Daylight, Mr. Pure Black invites you to go to his room alone.”

       In front of everyone, Chu Yunhan suddenly had the illusion of being at a proposal scene. He took the card, held up his mask awkwardly, and walked out of the venue.

       After swiping the black card, the elevator automatically rose and stopped on the fourth floor. A long corridor runs through the front door. Four neatly arranged doors on the left and right sides, plus the two doors at the ends of both sides of the corridor—a total of ten rooms.

       When accompanying him into the elevator just now, the waiter said that Pure Black room was at the far right. Chu Yunhan slowly walked toward the door, feeling anxious and confused. He didn’t know what kind of person the other party was and kept wondering why the other party would choose him. After all, he was a newcomer, which came with such troublesome conditions.

       It was a short journey and took five minutes, which could be considered a slow pace.

       Chu Yunhan looked at the golden C on the door and hesitated for a while before making up his mind to swipe the card and open the door.

       The sight before him left him a little stunned. This was a fully functional adjustment room, similar to the basement of the old house. The decoration style, based on black and white, gave the whole room a hard and cold texture. The neatly arranged various tools and props show the rigorous and meticulous personality of the owner.

       The door closed behind him with a slight sound.

       Chu Yunhan swallowed.

       A strange place, dangerous and cold tools, and person he had never met.

       He instinctively felt nervous, but this nervousness was also mixed with a little bit of inexplicable excitement and restlessness. It was as if the hanging whips had stirred up some tiny changes in his body, making it difficult to control.

       It shouldn’t be like this.

       He bit his lip, and his uncertain gaze finally landed on the window.

       The curtains were not closed, and the night was as deep as the sea outside. A man stood by the window with his back to him.

       When Chu Yunhan took a closer look at the back figure, he felt as if he had been hit by lightning. His whole body froze, and he could not react. He could only stay in place with a pale face.

       The man in a black Tang suit with dark patterns turned around, with a pair of black eyes like a deep pool reflecting the moon, looking at him and slowly speaking, “Bai Zhou1Daylight… It seems to sound better than Ah Zhou.”

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Chapter 79

December 29, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Even after talking to Pei Qing for such a long time, there was no way for Zhan Weiguang to let go of this matter completely. He just didn’t have the means to deal with it and could only do nothing for the time being.

       On the sixth day of the Chinese New Year, Zhan Xiusong also planned to go home with his parents.

       Because Auntie Luo had no time to go home during the Chinese New Year, she would go back to her hometown for a two-week vacation after the Chinese New Year, which was agreed every year.

       Once Auntie Luo left, there was no one to take care of Grandma at home, so Zhan Heming and his wife took Grandma back with them and sent her back when Auntie Luo came back after the Chinese New Year.

       In this way, the house suddenly became deserted.

       Zhan Pengcheng was busy outside every day, leaving only Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang. The two brothers couldn’t cook. Fortunately, the restaurants outside were open at this time. The two either went to restaurants or ordered takeout and stayed in their respective rooms every day to watch TV series and play games.

       Zhan Weiyang started school earlier than Zhan Weiguang.

       After the start of the school term, he went out to buy steamed buns at the school gate for breakfast and ate lunch and dinner in the school cafeteria. No one needed to worry about his three meals a day.

       After Zhan Weiguang went to school, no matter how late it was every day, Zhan Pengcheng would go home to sleep. If he came back early, he could chat with Zhan Weiyang and ask him if he was happy in school.

       As for whether he was happy, Zhan Weiyang hadn’t been very happy ever since Pei Qing left. But with the new school term starting and being able to see Chen Youyou, things were tolerable for him.

       After Chen Youyou knew that Zhan Weiyang had dinner in the school cafeteria every night, he also accompanied Zhan Weiyang to eat at school every day. Sometimes the two of them would hang out outside after dinner before taking the bus home.

       Sometimes they were dissatisfied with the cafeteria food. When they arrived at the cafeteria, they’d peek into the window, exchange a knowing glance, and then turn around in unison to leave, heading outside the school to find good food.

       “If this goes on, I will get fat,” Chen Youyou said while eating roasted pork belly.

       The two of them had been eating barbecue for two nights.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything; he just took a spoon and stirred the bibimbap in front of him.

       Chen Youyou put the roasted pork belly into the plate in front of him.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Thank you.”

       Chen Youyou asked him, “Why are you so listless?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Nothing.”

       The second semester of the second year of high school started, and they clearly felt that the course schedule was more intense than before. This semester, they had to finish all the courses in the second year and the courses in the third year of high school.

       Zhan Weiyang was somewhat better off; he hadn’t even taken his final exams last semester, and the teachers, understanding his special circumstances, didn’t place much emphasis on his academic performance. Chen Youyou, on the other hand, was in a different situation. He had always done well academically and was aiming to get into a good university through the college entrance exams.

       But after entering the university, he had to live on campus. At that time, he would live in a dormitory with a group of strangers, and his daily contact would be very frequent. He could foresee how he would be laughed at at that time.

       He didn’t know why he suddenly thought of this. Chen Youyou, who was eating very happily, suddenly lost his appetite.

       He looked up at Zhan Weiyang and said, “I just thought, i-if I were a mute, it might be, better.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him in surprise, “Why?”

       Chen Youyou poked the barbecue sauce in the small dish with chopsticks, “I just, don’t have, to talk.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But you usually talk so much.” Chen Youyou’s stuttering still couldn’t stop Chen his desire to speak.

       Chen Youyou rolled his eyes at him, “That’s only with you, or you, can consider, going to the same, university as me?”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “Is it okay?”

       Chen Youyou said, “I don’t know, ask your Dad, to go and find out.”

       Zhan Weiyang picked up the spoon and bit it, looking puzzled. Then he suddenly asked, “Are you going to C University?”

       Chen Youyou was stunned, “I haven’t, decided yet.” He had several universities that interested him, but it was too early to decide which one to apply for.

       C University was the school where Pei Qing studied. Zhan Weiyang thought that if Pei Qing could not come again, he could go to the city where his aunt and her family lived to study, and then he could be with Pei Qing again.

       But this day was still a bit far away, and he still had to wait for more than a year to graduate from high school.

       Zhan Weiyang and Chen Youyou each had their own little worries. After finishing their barbecue meal, both of them, full and satisfied, said goodbye at the bus stop and got on different buses to head home.

       When he returned home, the three-story building was empty, and there was no one.

       After Zhan Weiyang went in, he turned on the light first and then locked the door. He had to make sure that it was locked and not locked from behind, and then he dragged his schoolbag up the stairs to the second floor.

       He had returned to his room to rest. Auntie Luo had cleaned the room next door, and all the sheets and quilts had been changed. The closet was also empty, and not a single piece of clothing was left. There was no trace of Pei Qing’s life there.

       Zhan Weiyang stayed in his room and finished his unfinished homework. Without Pei Qing to tutor him, his mind was often in a mess, and he didn’t know what he had written. He didn’t take his pyjamas to take a shower until he finished his homework.

       After taking a shower, Zhan Weiyang returned to his room and video-chatted with Pei Qing on his mobile phone.

       Pei Qing had been very busy recently.

       As soon as the video was connected, Zhan Weiyang saw that the picture over there was very messy, and the camera kept shaking. It took a while for it to stabilise, and he saw Pei Qing appear in the camera.

       Pei Qing smiled, “Yangyang.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked carefully at the camera over there. Pei Qing’s background was black, and he looked like he was outdoors. He was wearing a dark down jacket and a baseball cap on his head.

       “Outside?” Zhan Weiyang asked in a low voice.

       Pei Qing said, “Yeah, I came out for a midnight snack with a few classmates.”

       Zhan Weiyang heard the sound of people laughing over there. It sounded like there were men and women, and it was very lively.

       “Having a midnight snack…” Zhan Weiyang envied the atmosphere over there with Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing said, “Yes, what did you eat tonight?”

       Zhan Weiyang answered him, “I ate barbecue.”

       “Barbecue again? Didn’t you eat barbecue last night?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Chen Youyou want to eat barbecue.”

       Pei Qing looked at him and said, “You eat barbecue every day; show me if you have gained weight.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “How can I show you?”

       Pei Qing said, “Pull up your clothes so I can see your belly.”

       Zhan Weiyang really stood up on the bed and pulled up the hem of his pyjamas all the way over his chest. With his other hand, he held the phone camera far away, pointed it at his belly, and asked, “Can you see it?”

       His belly was white and flat, and you couldn’t tell that he had eaten a lot at night.

       “Yeah,” Pei Qing said, “I see.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked him, “Have you gained weight?”

       Pei Qing said, “Can you pinch and grab any fat?”

       Zhan Weiyang pinched it himself and said, “I can pinch it a little.”

       Pei Qing said, “That means you have gained weight. Don’t eat barbecue tomorrow. You can exercise after dinner.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Okay.”

       At this time, Zhan Weiyang heard someone calling him from Pei Qing’s side.

       Pei Qing raised his head and replied, “I’ll come right over.” Then he looked at Zhan Weiyang and said, “Rest early today. I have something else to do. I’ll chat with you tomorrow night.”

       Zhan Weiyang said ‘Oh’ a little disappointedly.

       Pei Qing whispered, “Yangyang, be good. Wait a little longer, and it will be fine soon.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I’ll wait for you, no matter how long it takes.”

       They ended the video, and Zhan Weiyang lay on the bed, put his phone on his chest, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

       After more than half an hour, Zhan Pengcheng came back from outside.

       Zhan Pengcheng came back quite early today. He didn’t go back to his room but came directly to Zhan Weiyang’s room to sit with him for a while.

       Hearing that Zhan Weiyang had eaten barbecue for two consecutive days, Zhan Pengcheng said, “Don’t eat barbecue. Eating too much of it is not good for your health.”

       Zhan Weiyang whispered, “Dad, drinking every day is not good for your health.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “Dad has no choice. He has to socialise.” After that, he said to Zhan Weiyang, “Tomorrow, change the food you eat with Youyou.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Zhan Pengcheng asked him again, “Is the money enough?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Enough.”

       Zhan Pengcheng reached out and touched his head, “If it’s not enough, tell Dad.”

       Zhan Weiyang lay on the bed and looked at him, saying,”Okay.”

       Zhan Pengcheng got up from the bed but did not leave immediately. He just put his hands behind his back and looked down at Zhan Weiyang, saying, “It’s almost time. Auntie Luo will be back next week. When Auntie Luo comes back, we will go to pick up Grandma, and then Yangyang needs to go home for dinner. Do you understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I understand.”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked outside, and when he reached the door, he remembered something and looked back at Zhan Weiyang, “If Dad has no plans on Friday, he will take you to dinner. I will call you on Friday afternoon.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

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Chapter 25

December 26, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       The autumn wind brought some chillness. Chu Yunhan got off the Mercedes-Benz, and pulled the collar of his windbreaker. He raised his head and frowned as he looked at the humble little bar in front of him.

       This place was very different from what he had imagined in his mind.

       The remote location was tolerable, but the narrow entrance and shabby decor made it look like just another run-down bar frequented by street thugs. For the distinguished Eldest Young Master of the Chu family, stepping into a place like this was… downright humiliating. If this was what so-called high-end clubs looked like, then how refined could the circles of those so-called elite truly be?

       Chu Yunhan somewhat regretted coming here in the first place and regretted even more that he had actually made contact with the person from the invitation card. But since they had already arranged to meet, backing out now would be too rude. He resolved to keep the conversation brief, then find an excuse to leave, avoiding too much entanglement with that person.

       He raised his hand and looked at his watch—it was half past six. He exhaled and pushed open the wooden door of the bar.

       The wind chimes hanging on the lintel make an ethereal sound. The bar was neat and clean, with soft lighting and an old vinyl record on the gramophone. A young and fair bartender was carefully wiping the wine glass. He looked up at him and continued working.

       Chu Yunhan looked around, and there was only one person sitting at the bar, with his back to him, writing something.

       He walked over, considered it for a moment, and asked, “Sorry, are you Ben?”

       The man turned around. He was in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and having a handsome face. Wearing loose casual clothes, Chu Yunhan recognised the brand, and it was not cheap. The man smiled at him, made a gesture to sit down, and said, “I’m Ben. Hello, Mr. Zhou Han.”

       Chu Yunhan sat down next to him, and his attention was drawn to his notebook spread out on the bar. He couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.

       “Because I came early and this job is a bit rushed, so… I’m sorry.”

       “Is this a design drawing?”

       “Well, I’m a designer doing architectural design.” The man put away his notebook and pen and asked, “What do you want to drink? Charlie’s c0cktails are very good, especially the Blazing Blues.”

       “Okay, I want Blazing Blues.” Chu Yunhan smiled. He had always been a little nervous because he didn’t know who Ben was and was afraid of meeting someone strange or difficult to communicate with. Now, he knew the other person’s occupation and could also tell the other person’s taste from his clothes and pens. From his point of view, he could tell that Ben was a middle-class man of education and refinement, which put his mind at ease.

       Soon, the bartender placed a glass of blue wine in front of him. Chu Yunhan took a sip, and the slightly sweet fruity taste overflowed in his mouth. Then an unexpected spicy wine taste appeared on his tongue, with burning heat and sweetness mixed together and flowed down his throat. He couldn’t help but choke.

       Ben laughed, “Slow down. This wine is a bit strong.”

       “It’s a bit…” He took another sip, this time letting the wine release all the flavours in his mouth, and commented pertinently, “It tastes good.” Then he put the glass down and said, “The club you mentioned before. Is this right here?”

       The man did not answer his question but took out a white card and three pieces of paper from his bag and handed them to him. “Your membership application has been approved. This is your membership card. But before entering the club, you must read these rules and sign your name.”

       Chu Yunhan took the documents. The first was the ‘Membership Rules’, detailing members’ rights and obligations. Membership was tiered: the darker the colour of the membership card, the higher the level, allowing access to more activities. The highest-tier members could even participate in club decisions. Those with a white membership card held the lowest rank. After reading through the rules, he understood why this circle remained so secretive. Members were required to keep all club matters and member information confidential. The second document was a personal safety waiver. The third listed the equipment, rooms, and activity schedules available in the club. Higher-tier members enjoyed better privileges, while low-tier members like him had no private rooms and could only use public areas.

       He glanced at the article in the rule that ‘I promise that the identity information submitted to the club is true and valid’, pursed his lips, and scrawled the word ‘Zhou Han’ in the signature column. The identity certificate he submitted before was fake, and the ID card was also forged by someone. Since the other party failed to find out after a week and allowed him to pass the review, he could continue to be ‘Zhou Han’.

       Ben put away the signed documents and said, “If you’re ready, let’s go.”

       “Where to go?” he asked.

       The man glanced upstairs and said, “Take out your membership card. You can’t use the elevator without it.”

 

       Only when Chu Yunhan stepped onto the second floor did he realise how shallow he was. The small bar was just a front, and the upstairs part was the real ‘club’.

       The second floor was the locker room, filled with small single rooms. He found a stack of masks inside. There were many different colours and decorations, but they were all half-face styles, which only covered the upper half of the face, leaving the eyes, mouth and chin exposed. He randomly picked a simple white mask, put it on, and walked out. After waiting for a while, Ben came out of the other room. Chu Yunhan was surprised when he saw his appearance.

       Ben was clad only in a pair of black boxer briefs and a black collar around his neck. He had a good figure with well-proportioned muscles. There was a black nipple nail on one side of his chest, and some tattoo lines were faintly exposed on his waist and abdomen.

       “Doesn’t it look good?” Seeing him standing stunned, the man smiled and said, “My master will also come today. He doesn’t like me wearing a lot of clothes.”

       Only then did Chu Yunhan realise that he was also a sub. He coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment and said, “It looks good.”

       “Let’s go.” Ben took him into the elevator again.

       The long corridor on the third floor was paved with thick carpets, and some oil paintings were hung on the walls on both sides. They were all imitations of world-famous paintings, which were not interesting. At the end of the corridor were two closed dark brown doors. The waiter at the door swiped their membership cards and opened the door for them.

       Under the high-hanging crystal lamp, a magnificent banquet hall appeared in front. There were many people in the venue, men and women, standing or sitting, laughing, chatting and drinking—it was very lively. Some were dressed plainly, and some were dressed extravagantly. Some were dressed like future warriors, some wore Chinese clothes, and some wore military uniforms and riding boots. It was like a cosplay. Some wore as little as Ben, and most of them were kneeling next to their masters. These people were subs, or… slaves.

       Chu Yunhan observed everything in silence. This place was entirely beyond his expectations, both surprising and intriguing him. It was like being in a primitive jungle, where all the norms of civilised society were stripped away, leaving only raw sex and desire as the foundation. Pairings were formed, choices were made, and interactions took on a primal opposition. In this game, the animalistic instincts within were magnified, with desire reigning supreme.

       “Don’t keep staring at other people’s slaves.” Ben whispered in his ear.

       He said ‘Oh’ and immediately looked away from a kneeling blond man. He stopped at the three huge electronic displays hanging in front of the venue and asked, “What are those?”

       “Now, what is displayed above is a list of relationships between dom and sub. No one uses their real names here, so the nouns you see are code names. The front row is the dom code name, and the back is their sub code name. Do you remember what you put in the code field on the application form?”

       “…‘Daylight.’” Chu Yunhan felt a bit of regret over his hasty choice. When he’d looked up and seen the sky lightening, he’d simply written down the first word that came to mind. In hindsight, he should have gone for something like ‘Knight’ or ‘Hero’. He glanced over the list and asked, “Why do some doms have so many subs listed after their names?”

       “Because they have a one-to-many relationship. In BDSM, everything is directed by the dom, from setting up the scene to choosing activities. They need to master techniques with whips and other tools, be sensitive to the sub’s state, control the pace, and decide whether to intensify or continue. There are relatively few skilled doms, and they are very popular, so there will be situations where one dom accepts multiple subs.”

       “There are also some doms that don’t even have a sub.”

       “Well, the relationship between a dom and a sub is not static. Sometimes, the relationship will be terminated, and the dom will have a window period. At this time, it is easier to take advantage of it.” Ben said with a smile, “My master accepted me during the window period, and when there were many subs, he didn’t even look at me.”

       Chu Yunhan quickly found Ben’s name in the form and said, “Your master’s name is ‘Hurricane’? He also has other subs.”

       “Well.” The man’s smile became a little helpless when he said this, “Master has had up to six slaves at the same time. He is the most outstanding dom here and the director of this club. The fact that he…can like me, I’m very satisfied.”

       Chu Yunhan could tell that Ben seemed to have a bit of thing for this ‘Hurricane’ guy, but something else puzzled him.

       Since Hurricane was the supervisor and the best dom, why was he only ranked second?

       Seeing him looking at the screen with confusion, Ben said, “This table is ranked according to the dom membership level. Mr. Pure Black, ranked first, had not been here for a long time, so the sub column behind him had been left empty. I heard that Pure Black is also the boss here and is very popular. He prefers subs with brown hair and fair skin, and many people even go out of their way to dye their hair. However, I only heard that I joined the club late. I’ve never met him in person, so I don’t know much about him.” He seemed to remember something and said, “I almost forgot. You can fill in the information, making it easier to find the right dom.”

       Chu Yunhan followed him to the service counter, requested a form and pen from the attendant, and began to fill it out. The form meticulously listed every detail—whether he consented to a one-to-many relationship, allowed kissing, agreed to intercourse, preferred positions, and which types of tools he was willing to use. Blushing fiercely as he filled it out, he quickly handed it to the attendant once finished, only for it to be snatched away by a hand that appeared out of nowhere.

       He turned around and saw the somewhat familiar face and was startled. When he remembered who this person was, his heart suddenly trembled.

       Why is this guy here? He is…

       Before he could think about it, he heard Ben’s voice next to him.

       “Master.”

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Chapter 78

December 25, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       After Zhan Weiguang laughed, he calmed down again and looked at Zhan Weiyang in silence.

       Zhan Weiyang was concentrating on fiddling with his new phone as if he were completely immersed in another world.

       Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang were brothers, and they grew up together. To this day, Zhan Weiguang still remembered many details of the day when Zhan Weiyang fell into the water, even the ripples on the water’s surface caused by the sunlight coming in from the skylight of the swimming pool.

       He used to think that if he hadn’t argued with the boy who accidentally kicked him that day, his father would not have ignored Zhan Weiyang to pull them apart, and Zhan Weiyang would not have drowned.

       Zhan Weiguang wondered what Zhan Weiyang would be like if he hadn’t almost drowned. He figured that Weiyang probably wouldn’t be much like him—he’d likely be more cheerful, more radiant, and more likeable. Perhaps they could have become decent brothers, not too close, but able to play basketball and video games together, sharing some of their thoughts and secrets.

       Zhan Weiguang watched Zhan Weiyang grow up little by little. He thought he knew Zhan Weiyang well enough, and he didn’t even need to talk to him. He saw everything about Zhan Weiyang, and he could guess his reaction when Zhan Weiyang spoke.

       But today, Zhan Weiguang found for the first time that he still didn’t know Zhan Weiyang well enough. He didn’t know what Zhan Weiyang was thinking.

       He always thought that one day, when they were older and after their grandmother and father had passed away, his mentally underdeveloped brother would have no one else to rely on but him. He never considered shirking that responsibility. In fact, he even thought that if his future girlfriend couldn’t accept his brother’s presence, he would still stand by him. It just didn’t occur to him that he wasn’t even in Zhan Weiyang’s plans for the future.

       Zhan Weiguang looked at Zhan Weiyang for a long time, and suddenly he couldn’t control his emotions, and tears came out all of a sudden. He hadn’t shed tears for many years. The last time he cried in his memory was when his parents divorced and his mother left home with luggage. He stood in front of the window and looked at his mother’s back. At that time, he shed tears silently, and raised his hand and wiped them away quickly.

       But now, Zhan Weiguang didn’t know why he was crying. The emotion came so suddenly that it brought him back to many past experiences in an instant, the swimming pool on the afternoon when Zhan Weiyang drowned, the morning when his mother left with the box, and then he saw Zhan Weiyang holding someone else’s hand with a blurred face for a long time, leaving him with an unclear back.

       Zhan Weiyang had already installed WeChat to log in to his account. He wanted to video chat with Pei Qing, but Zhan Weiguang was still in his room.

       He couldn’t ask Zhan Weiguang to leave directly and wanted to find a more tactful sentence to let him leave by himself, so he raised his head and looked at Zhan Weiguang carefully. Then, he found that Zhan Weiguang was crying.

       Zhan Weiyang was a little dumbfounded. He seemed to have never seen Zhan Weiguang cry. He was so surprised at this moment that he didn’t even notice that the phone in his hand fell on the bed.

       He thought about it and thought that Zhan Weiguang was probably crying because he had just said that he should live next door and not at home. He really didn’t expect Zhan Weiguang to be so sad.

       So he stood up, took the tissue on the bedside table, walked around the bed to Zhan Weiguang, squatted down and handed him the tissue.

       Zhan Weiguang felt that it was really stupid to cry in front of Zhan Weiyang. He took a tissue, turned his head and wiped his face hard.

       Zhan Weiyang squatted beside him, was silent for a while, and said, “If you really want to live here.”

       “What?” His words sounded a bit incoherent to Zhan Weiguang.

       Zhan Weiyang’s tone was very unwilling, “If you really want to live in my house, then live there, but you can’t be mean to me.”

       Zhan Weiguang’s eyes were still red, but he couldn’t help but feel amused and said, “Who wants to live in your house?”

       Zhan Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Yes, you should get married soon.”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I don’t even have a girlfriend. Who do you want me to marry?”

       Zhan Weiyang urged him, “Then find a girlfriend quickly.”

       Zhan Weiguang smiled and said nothing.

       Zhan Weiyang said again, “And if you are in a relationship, you won’t always want to break us up.” He said the last sentence in a low voice.

       Zhan Weiguang looked at him and asked, “Do you still think there is no problem with you being with Pei Qing?”

       “What’s the problem?” Zhan Weiyang asked him.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “You are too young, and some things are too beautiful in imagination.”

       Unexpectedly, Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I will be eighteen in a few months.”

       Zhan Weiguang didn’t know what to say. He could have said to Zhan Weiyang, have you ever thought about what you would do if Pei Qing didn’t like you one day or couldn’t stand the pressure to get married? But he suddenly couldn’t say these words. He couldn’t think of the meaning of these words. He had never thought that Zhan Weiyang would fall in love with a healthy and normal girl and get married. If that day came, wouldn’t Zhan Weiyang still be alone?

       Was it really appropriate to stop Zhan Weiyang from falling in love just because of fear of possible harm?

       Zhan Weiguang was in an extremely complicated mood. He couldn’t help but imagine that if Pei Qing was serious about Zhan Weiyang and they got together, with Pei Qing’s ability and skills, the life he could give Zhan Weiyang might be something that he, his blood brother, couldn’t give. The future that Zhan Weiyang imagined sounded too beautiful.

       What should and shouldn’t be done?

       Zhan Weiguang raised his hand and covered his face.

       Zhan Weiyang was a little worried about him. He raised his hand and retracted it. He then stretched out only one finger, poked his arm, and asked, “Are you okay?”

       Zhan Weiguang replied to Zhan Weiyang, “I don’t know.”

       Zhan Weiyang felt that Zhan Weiguang was very inexplicable. He squatted beside him, was silent for a while, and asked again, “Are you okay?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Is there something on your mind?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “If you are fine, I want to sleep for a while.”

       “I’m fine,” Zhan Weiguang said. He stood up and said to Zhan Weiyang, “You can sleep if you want to, I’ll go out first.”

       Zhan Weiyang also stood up and followed Zhan Weiguang to the door. After watching him leave, he quickly shut the door, then, still uneasy, locked it. Only then did he return to his bed, lie down, and pick up his phone to video call Pei Qing.

       When Zhan Weiguang returned to the room, Zhan Xiusong was still playing games.

       He glanced at Zhan Weiguang and asked, “Coming?”

       “No,” Zhan Weiguang rejected him coldly. Then he walked to his bedside and lay down against the headboard.

       He hesitated for a long time and sent a message to Pei Qing, “Can we talk again when we are free?”

       Pei Qing replied after a while, “Sure, later.”

       It was not until the evening that Zhan Weiguang and Pei Qing had another phone call.

       Because Zhan Xiusong was in his room, Zhan Weiguang put on his coat and took his mobile phone to the second-floor balcony to call Pei Qing.

       Zhan Weiguang’s mind was in a mess. He was also a freshman who had just entered college. He felt that he could not handle such a complicated situation, but he did not dare to tell Zhan Pengcheng.

       If Pei Qing were not the person involved in this matter, perhaps Zhan Weiguang would take the initiative to seek Pei Qing’s help and let Pei Qing tell him what to do.

       The two talked on the phone for more than an hour.

       Zhan Weiguang’s hands and feet were cold from standing outside. He put on the hood of his down jacket and squatted in the corner of the balcony to avoid the wind, but his face was still hurt by the cold wind.

       He repeatedly warned Pei Qing not to touch Zhan Weiyang.

       Pei Qing asked him, “What do you mean by touching?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “You know what I mean.”

       Pei Qing said, “Eighteen years old is not allowed?”

       Zhan Weiguang was a little angry, “You know his intelligence is not up to the level of eighteen years old.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Then when can it be allowed?”

       Zhan Weiguang was going crazy. Why on earth was he discussing when some guy might sleep with his brother? He pulled the hood of his down jacket down hard, almost covering his eyes, and finally said with gritted teeth, “Wait until the day when my father and I agree.”

       Pei Qing was not angry but said calmly, “Oh? Does it mean that you and Uncle will agree one day?”

       Zhan Weiguang was stunned by his question and said, “I don’t think my father will.”

       Pei Qing was silent for a while, “I understand.”

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Chapter 24

December 25, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Qian Xiaoke really was a good person.

       Not just a good person but also a good man.

       He sat up in bed and turned to look at Jiang Tongyan, who was lying there, staring blankly at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

       What joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death?

       This phrase was written all over Jiang Tongyan’s face.

       “Chairman Jiang,” Qian Xiaoke patted him gently through the quilt, “Take your time; some things can’t be rushed.”

       Jiang Tongyan really didn’t want to listen to him, so he pulled the quilt over his head.

       What a pitiful sight.

       As a man, he couldn’t get hard, which was really one of the most pitiful things in the world.

       Qian Xiaoke was not a heartless person, and he also shared some responsibility for this. Seeing Jiang Tongyan abandoning himself like this, he couldn’t bear it.

       “Chairman Jiang, don’t be like this.” Qian Xiaoke turned over and lay on top of Jiang Tongyan through the quilt. “Really, trust me. Your illness is probably just caused by too much stress. Relax, and you’ll be fine.”

       Qian Xiaoke suddenly had an idea and slapped Jiang Tongyan.

       He slapped Jiang Tongyan so hard that he almost killed him.

       “I had an idea!” Qian Xiaoke said excitedly, “I had an idea of how to make you relax!”

       Jiang Tongyan peeked out from under the quilt and asked in a muffled voice, “What?”

       “Next time I touch you, I’ll tell you a joke.” Qian Xiaoke said, “You will naturally relax when you smile.”

       Jiang Tongyan knew that he should not have any expectations of this kid.

       “Are you just going to tell jokes like the one about swatting flies?” Jiang Tongyan’s right eyelid twitched. “Why don’t you just drop dead? I’d feel more relaxed if you were gone.”

       “…That won’t work.” Qian Xiaoke said, “I haven’t lived enough.”

       Jiang Tongyan sneered, looked at him, and then suddenly realised that this kid was actually lying on top of him comfortably at this moment.

       How to say it… If it weren’t for the rather awkward predicament they were both in right now, this might have been a heartwarming moment.

       But the problem was, there was no if.

       Qian Xiaoke said thoughtfully, “If you don’t like that joke, I’ll watch some more and find other ones for you. Don’t be so grumpy all the time. I think your inability to get hard might have something to do with your bad temper.”

       “Cut it out,” Jiang Tongyan said, “It’s all your fault.”

       “Part of it,” Qian Xiaoke lay on him and sighed, “But it’s also because you’re just not trying hard enough.”

       After saying that, he realised that he had said the wrong thing again.

       Qian Xiaoke glanced at Jiang Tongyan from the corner of his eye, and Jiang Tongyan said, “You will piss me off sooner or later.”

       Seeing that he had no intention of getting angry, Qian Xiaoke chuckled, “JUst kidding.”

       Qian Xiaoke straightened up and got off the bed.

       Jiang Tongyan watched as he bent over nakedly to pick up the clothes that were thrown on the floor and felt something stirred in him.

       However, for him now, this impulse was very painful.

       Qian Xiaoke picked up the clothes and put them on, and suddenly remembered that he had not done his business yet. After all, he returned to find Jiang Tongyan, not to save the dying and the wounded, but to get a receipt.

       “Chairman Jiang,” Qian Xiaoke said, “Can I reach into your pants pocket for a second?”

       Jiang Tongyan froze, clutching the quilt tightly as he looked at Qian Xiaoke with wary eyes.

       He didn’t hear it clearly just now and heard ‘trouser pocket’ as ‘crotch’.

       It stung a little.

       Even if he couldn’t get it up right now, that didn’t mean this punk could assault him!

       “What the hell is wrong with you?”

       “Nothing’s wrong! I just want to grab something from your pocket.” Qian Xiaoke was a little frustrated because he found that it was already too late.

       By the time he got back to the office, the finance department would likely have gone home, so he would not be able to get his money tonight.

       If he couldn’t get his money, he would feel uneasy, and if he felt uneasy, he would be in a bad mood.

       This matter was all Jiang Tongyan’s fault. He might have gotten the money if Jiang Tongyan hadn’t dragged him.

       “Take it.” Jiang Tongyan said, “Find it yourself.”

       After he finished speaking, he added, “Go wash your hands first, don’t dirty my pants.”

       Qian Xiaoke pouted, “My hands are full of your smell. Do you even dislike yourself?”

       He muttered in a low voice, and Jiang Tongyan didn’t hear it clearly.

       Qian Xiaoke got the receipt as he wished. He then put the trousers away like a treasure. He figured it was almost quitting time anyway, and since his home was closer, he might as well skip the office and head straight home.

       He dressed neatly and prepared to leave.

       Jiang Tongyan was still lying in bed, looking depressed. After Qian Xiaoke left, he slowly stood up like an old man who was about to die.

       Very depressing.

       Jiang Tongyan took his phone and looked at the calendar. He decided to make an appointment with a psychologist after returning to New York.

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       Qian Xiaoke went home.

       It was not yet six o’clock when he got home, a little earlier than his usual time to get off work.

       The hallway was pitch black when he entered his rented apartment.

       The place he rented made people very depressed. In hindsight, he might have been swindled to some extent.

       Back then, Qian Xiaoke was in a hurry to find a new place because the landlord of his previous apartment suddenly wanted it back. At the time, Qian Xiaoke didn’t know any better—he had no idea he could use legal means to protect his rights. Naively, when the landlord told him to move out within three days, he panicked and immediately started searching for a new place.

       Because he was in a hurry, he was careless. Later, Qian Xiaoke also suffered from his carelessness.

       At the time, to save on agency fees, he chose a small, unknown rental agency.

       Normally, agency fees were equivalent to one month’s rent, but this agency only charged half a month’s rent. 

       Half a month!

       So, Qian Xiaoke signed the contract immediately after seeing the house.

       It was a three-bedroom unit, and the monthly rent for the second bedroom he chose was 1,500 yuan. The room was fairly spacious, though the window was a bit small. But that didn’t matter—what was important was that it was both spacious and cheap. 

       The apartment was vacant at the time, with no tenants. The agent had assured him, “It’s a three-bedroom unit meant for three people, all young men. The other two tenants are from neighbouring cities and rarely come to stay. Don’t worry, this apartment is great.”

       Qian Xiaoke nodded repeatedly, thinking that he had picked up a treasure, so after signing the contract, he happily prepared to move.

       The day after Qian Xiaoke moved in, the residents of the other two rooms also moved in, but it was a little different from what the agent said. The two rooms were all occupied by couples, so originally, there were three people living in them, but in the end, there were five people living in them.

       Couples were couples, and five people were five people—Qian Xiaoke tolerated it.

       But he never could have imagined that this was just the beginning.

       One unremarkable Wednesday, everything seemed normal when he left in the morning. But when he returned in the evening, he thought he had walked into the wrong apartment.

       The original living room had disappeared, and as soon as he opened the door, there was a small dark corridor where the living room should have been made into two small partitioned bedrooms.

       Qian Xiaoke was shocked.

       Before he could reach out to the agency for clarification, the two cubicles were already occupied. The three-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom apartment had been transformed into a five-bedroom, no-living-room, one-bathroom unit. The number of residents had also increased from the original three to seven or eight people.

       Why ‘seven or eight’? Because one of the guys living in a partitioned cubicle often brought people over—different genders, all unfamiliar faces, and never the same person twice. It left Qian Xiaoke completely dumbfounded. 

       When he finally reacted and wanted to contact the agent, he couldn’t get in touch. The unscrupulous agent had evaporated, and none of them who lived here had the landlord’s contact information.

       At the time, he had paid three months’ rent upfront as a deposit, so even if he had to grit his teeth and endure it, he was determined to stay for at least that quarter. 

       Moreover, even if he moved out later, he knew he wouldn’t get his deposit back, which made him feel even more upset.

       Qian Xiaoke had to pay for his carelessness and could only live there.

       He walked along the dark corridor to his bedroom. When he unlocked the bedroom, he heard the sound of ‘umm, ah, ahng, hnn’ coming from the partition again, which made his ears burn.

       He quickly opened the door, entered the house, and closed the door.

       Qian Xiaoke sighed deeply, put down his things, and lay on the bed thinking about what part-time job he should do to make back the lost deposit. There was still more than a month left for the three months to be over. He estimated that he would have to move anyway. With the current housing prices, renting a house is so expensive!

       He turned over and glanced at the receipt.

       When Qian Xiaoke saw the receipt, he subconsciously thought of Jiang Tongyan.

       It’s good to be rich.

       Rich people could stay in a VIP suite in a five-star hotel for more than a thousand yuan a night, and the price of one night was almost as much as his monthly rent.

       Qian Xiaoke pulled the quilt over his face and decided to sleep first.

       Dreams could have anything in them.

       Muscular men.

       And money.

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