Jiang Tongyan said, “Didn’t expect this. You’re being so coquettish, huh.” Qian Xiaoke snatched his phone back, head down as he hurried outside. Smug as could be, Jiang Tongyan swaggered along behind him, whistling at the retreating figure. “Wife, come back!” Qian Xiaoke let out an ‘Awoo’, covered the bunny ears on his hat, and ran off. It was way too funny. Jiang Tongyan, following behind, watched him and laughed so hard he almost choked on the cold air. Who covered the hat’s ears when trying to cover their own ears? Wasn’t that stupid? Silly. But cute. Jiang Tongyan was basically done for. No matter what Qian Xiaoke did, he found it cute, and that was fatal. As the saying goes, a person shouldn’t put love first. One should stay calm, rational, and look at emotions and one’s partner objectively. Jiang Tongyan had wanted to do exactly that, but he failed. The moment he was in front of Qian Xiaoke, all that calmness, rationality, and objectivity instantly turned into holy shit he’s so damn cute! Jiang Tongyan didn’t know whether everyone in love became like this. All he knew was that he had completely fallen, and he was falling very happily. Qian Xiaoke was still running with his head down, and Jiang Tongyan chased after him. It had snowed not long ago, and the ground was more or less slippery. After catching up to Qian Xiaoke, Jiang Tongyan used slipping as an excuse and wrapped his arms around him. Qian Xiaoke was panting from running. He stood there and said to him, “Don’t drag me along. I’m really tired.” “Nope. I’m dragging you.” Jiang Tongyan said. “I’m dragging my wife. What about it?” “Who’s your wife?” Qian Xiaoke got embarrassed, fidgeting so much he couldn’t even look Jiang Tongyan in the eyes. But embarrassed as he was, his little heart was pounding wildly because of that line. Having read countless danmei novels, Qian Xiaoke genuinely liked being called that. He thought words like ‘husband’ and ‘wife’ sounded so sweet when spoken. Back when he was lonely and cold, having erotic dreams alone under the covers, he used to hug a pillow and hum, calling out ‘husband’. At that time, he thought every day about where in the world his real husband might be, in which corner or back alley, stubbornly refusing to come find him. Now things were good. His husband had arrived, and even in a winter with biting cold winds, there was someone to warm his hands. “You’re my wife,” Jiang Tongyan said. “I need to take a look and pick a good day to get the paperwork done.” “Huh?” Qian Xiaoke looked up at him. “What paperwork?” “Marriage registration.” Jiang Tongyan said. “To marry you.” Smoke practically rose from the top of Qian Xiaoke’s head, from happiness. That one sentence from Jiang Tongyan set his heart on fire. The fire burned recklessly, exactly like how Jiang Tongyan was on him when he did this and that. It was pretty…cool. “What’s wrong with you…” Qian Xiaoke pushed him away, tugged his hat down again, and kept walking forward. “What’s wrong with me?” Jiang Tongyan hurried after him. Not caring how passersby looked, he directly slung an arm around Qian Xiaoke’s shoulders and walked on. “Why am I so lovable?” “Your skin is so thick,” Qian Xiaoke laughed as he said it. “I’ve never seen anyone as annoying as you.” “Annoying, or irresistibly charming?” “Annoying!” Qian Xiaoke smacked him. “You haven’t even proposed yet. I’m not marrying you like this!” The moment Jiang Tongyan heard that, oh boy—that was a good idea! “Alright, then you wait. Your husband will arrange the flashiest proposal for you another day, make Shen Huiming and the others envy, jealous, and hate us!” Qian Xiaoke lowered his head and smiled, stealthily slipping his hand into Jiang Tongyan’s coat pocket. He didn’t know why, but he felt that the other man’s pocket was warmer than his own. Jiang Tongyan followed along and slipped his hand in as well, clasping Qian Xiaoke’s curled fingers. “Don’t compare,” Qian Xiaoke said, though his heart still held a bit of anticipation for Jiang Tongyan’s proposal. “Keep everything simple.” Still, they seemed to be moving too fast. Was a whirlwind marriage really okay? Qian Xiaoke and Jiang Tongyan walked hand in hand down the winter road. Everyone else hurried along because of the cold. Only the two of them, with love and no fear of the chill, strolled leisurely through the freezing wind. ================ Although he kept saying out loud that couples shouldn’t move in together so quickly, the very first day they got together, the two of them already ‘broke the rules’. After that, Jiang Tongyan practically wished he could smash down the wall between their two homes, turn the two households into one, just like how the two of them would occasionally merge into one person. It was both sexy and romantic. Jiang Tongyan spent all day daydreaming about it. But the place wasn’t his, and the owner had no intention of selling, so Jiang Tongyan’s plan was strangled in the cradle. Their arrangement became today at your place, tomorrow at mine. On 12.121Double 12 Shopping Festival, Qian Xiaoke waited for midnight, phone in hand, scrambling to buy condoms. Jiang Tongyan said, “Your husband has plenty of money. You don’t have to stay up late to grab these.” “That won’t do,” Qian Xiaoke said. “Even if you have money, you can’t just spend it recklessly. It’s just some unnecessary expenses—if you can save them, you should.” After paying, he put his phone aside with great satisfaction. Just from tonight, the condoms Qian Xiaoke bought were enough for the two of them to use for two years. He couldn’t buy more. If he bought more, they would end up using expired ones. He didn’t know what would happen if they expired, but the word ‘expired’ just sounded unsafe. Jiang Tongyan glanced sideways at him. “Wouldn’t it feel pretty good if we didn’t use them once in a while?” “I’m afraid of getting pregnant,” Qian Xiaoke said, nestling into Jiang Tongyan’s arms and yawning. “Premarital pregnancy isn’t encouraged.” Jiang Tongyan laughed at him. “It’s fine. If there’s an accidental pregnancy, we’ll get married immediately.” Jiang Tongyan held his hand, fingers interlaced. “I’ll marry you properly, with all the formalities. I’ve already discussed it and gotten agreement from my parents.” “Huh?” Qian Xiaoke, who had been about to fall asleep, instantly jolted awake. “You told your parents already?” Jiang Tongyan lay there, looking at him frankly. “What else would I do? I’m thirty. Am I supposed to hide a relationship and sneak around like it’s some underground affair?” Qian Xiaoke covered his face with both hands. “What’s wrong?” Jiang Tongyan poked his belly button. “Regretting it? Scared? Don’t want to take responsibility for me anymore?” Qian Xiaoke peeked out through his fingers. “Little liar!” Jiang Tongyan poked his belly button again. “Love scammer!” “No, it’s not that,” Qian Xiaoke flopped to the other side, casually grabbed the blanket and hugged it, pulling it over his head. “I’m embarrassed!” “How are you embarrassed all the time?” Jiang Tongyan laughed as he tugged at the blanket. “Give me some. I’m freezing to death.” Qian Xiaoke used his foot to kick the other corner of the blanket toward Jiang Tongyan, but he himself clutched his side tightly, head still covered. “I’m just someone who gets embarrassed easily,” Qian Xiaoke said, muffled. “You didn’t tell me first. You suddenly told your parents. I wasn’t prepared at all.” Jiang Tongyan directly pulled him over, person and blanket together. “I didn’t say you had to meet my parents right away. Why are you adding drama on your own?” Qian Xiaoke froze and poked his head out. “Mom and Dad don’t want to see me?” Jiang Tongyan laughed and pressed straight down on top of him, squashing him until he yelped. “You want to see them that badly? That’s fine. I can arrange it soon.” “No no no,” Qian Xiaoke said. “I’ve gained weight recently. I need to slim down. I got my hair cut last week, and it turned out ugly. I can’t meet your parents like this.” Holding onto Jiang Tongyan’s arm, he said, “Wait a bit. When I’m thinner and prettier, then I’ll go meet them.” Jiang Tongyan hugged him and laughed, casually giving his butt a squeeze. “Relax,” Jiang Tongyan said. “They’re coming back on New Year’s Day. You still have time to prepare.” With Jiang Tongyan soothing him, Qian Xiaoke finally settled down and lay obediently under the covers, curled up in his husband’s arms. Jiang Tongyan was sleepy, but Qian Xiaoke’s eyes were still shining in the dark. He stared wide-eyed at the wall opposite, his mind spinning rapidly. He hadn’t expected to be meeting Jiang Tongyan’s parents so soon. After all, they had only been together for a few days. And also… Qian Xiaoke turned and looked at Jiang Tongyan in secret, feeling inexplicably moved. He genuinely felt that Jiang Tongyan was wonderful—wonderful in every way. He was no longer impotent, and his sexual ability was also extremely good. He was such a good person, he liked him too, and even wanted to take him home to meet his parents—it was so moving he wanted to cry. In the past, although Qian Xiaoke longed for love, he always felt he might never encounter it. He envied Zhou Mo and Cheng Sen, envied colleagues in the throes of passionate relationships, but he believed he didn’t have what it took to be loved, so he could only envy them. A perfect love—he could only experience that in novels. But after meeting Jiang Tongyan, he suddenly realised that the heavens were actually quite fond of him, giving him not only a super handsome man, but a handsome man with a heart. By the bed, there was a small gap in the curtains. Moonlight squeezed through that gap and fell right onto Jiang Tongyan’s face. Qian Xiaoke lay against him, tracing the contours of his face with his gaze in the moonlight. The more he looked, the more his heart stirred. He leaned forward a little. With that movement, the sleeping Jiang Tongyan subconsciously held him tighter. Qian Xiaoke laughed silently, then stole a kiss. He didn’t know why he had suddenly been treated this well. Zhou Mo had once told him his coming-out story, and Cheng Sen’s as well. Despite how smooth and sweet their lives looked now, things hadn’t been easy at the beginning. Because Zhou Mo dated a man, his father had beaten him severely and even locked him up. When Cheng Sen went to find Zhou Mo, he knelt down and begged Zhou Mo’s father, swearing oaths to the heavens—it had been tragically dramatic. When Qian Xiaoke heard those stories back then, he felt both admiration and heartbreak. His own parents had discovered his sexual orientation long ago. After a brief period of struggle, they seemed to accept it and would even occasionally ask him, “Baby, with how you are, can you really find a boyfriend?” His parents were very accepting, but Qian Xiaoke had always imagined what he would do if the family of a future boyfriend disapproved. He could endure getting beaten alongside his partner, but he was afraid that the other person might waver because of it. There were several hurdles that were always hard for gay people to overcome, and this was one of them. Now, it seemed that Jiang Tongyan’s family was quite open-minded as well. Qian Xiaoke looked at Jiang Tongyan’s sleeping face and smiled, feeling that his luck was so good it was like he was dreaming. He lifted his leg and dr4p3d it over Jiang Tongyan, comfortably pressing his face against the other man’s chest. He smacked his lips and decided to stop thinking and continue the sweetness in his dreams. Just as Qian Xiaoke closed his eyes, the half-asleep Jiang Tongyan turned his head and kissed his forehead, then mumbled hazily, “Don’t move around. I’m going to get hard.”
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