Lin Guo was a liar.
That thought was filling Guo Yi’s mind.
An obvious fact: he said his waist was injured from weightlifting, but in reality… that wasn’t the case at all.
On the bed, he belittled Guo Yi, calling him small, saying he wasn’t capable, and that he was effeminate. Guo Yi was provoked to the point of losing all reason, and in his mind, there was only the word “do.”
After it was all over, Lin Guo admitted he had lied earlier, that Guo Yi was indeed capable.
This person was undoubtedly a liar, Guo Yi thought.
On the computer screen were Lin Guo’s scandals. It wasn’t until now that Guo Yi realized why Lin Guo had laughed at him for not keeping up with the news. Despite Lin Guo not officially coming out, the public assumed he liked men.
Since his debut, Lin Guo had been rumored to have had at least three boyfriends. Guo Yi, almost bewitched, looked for commonalities and found that Lin Guo’s tastes were surprisingly consistent — he liked men with good physiques, men who appeared strong.
There was a particular photo of them on a beach, Lin Guo and a man lying on the same beach chair, their bodies intimately intertwined.
Lin Guo wore a white tank top, revealing a large expanse of chest skin. Guo Yi stared at Lin Guo’s collarbone for a while, then irritably closed the scandal page.
At this moment, his phone vibrated, a WeChat message from Lin Guo.
[Lin Guo: I’m taking a few days off and planning to go to the countryside to relax. Will you come with me?]
Guo Yi absentmindedly stared at the message for five minutes. Chaotic thoughts eventually coalesced into an unsolvable question: why did he need to accompany Lin Guo?
He opened Lin Guo’s profile page and then chose “Add to Blacklist.”
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After about ten minutes of zoning out, Guo Yi belatedly realized that he had just blocked a client of the studio.
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“Manager Ding, I want to resign.”
Ever since finding out that Ding Yinan and Huo Zhixiao were lovers, Guo Yi felt as if he had stepped into an unknown new world.
He had never paid attention before, but it turned out that the way the two bosses looked at each other was so affectionate.
Over time, his attitude towards homosexuality went from rejection to normalcy. He even understood how the two bosses interacted — clearly defined boundaries during work, but inseparable once off work.
Once during a dinner together, after a few drinks, Guo Yi gathered the courage to ask them about their thoughts on intimacy. Huo Zhixiao was a bit tipsy and let slip that Ding Yinan was quite wild in bed. His tone couldn’t hide his pride: “You can’t even imagine how wild he is.”
Ding Yinan, not liking Huo Zhixiao’s lack of restraint, immediately put on a cold face.
Guo Yi wasn’t in the mood to hear about how Huo Zhixiao apologized to his wife. His mind was filled with Lin Guo’s image, biting his lip and looking at him.
To be honest, Guo Yi wasn’t ignorant about the meaning of “wild” because Lin Guo was quite uninhibited in bed.
He took out his phone, opened the WeChat blacklist, and there was Lin Guo’s profile picture lying there quietly.
He had blocked him for long enough, so he probably wouldn’t notice if he unblocked him, right?
Some time later, Huo Zhixiao won a major architecture design award in the country and was planning an engagement party.
Guo Yi thought he was already indifferent to Lin Guo, but when Lin Guo appeared at the party wearing a mask, his gaze couldn’t help but drift towards him.
Lin Guo was sitting in a dim corner, wearing a wide-necked short-sleeved shirt, lazily sipping on his drink. Guo Yi stood not far away in the shadows, motionless, watching Lin Guo’s exposed shoulders and collarbone, resisting the urge to drape his coat over him.
At that moment, Lin Guo seemed to sense something and his gaze turned toward Guo Yi.
Their eyes met in the dim atmosphere, creating an ambiguous tension. Because Guo Yi was hidden in the shadows, he knew that Lin Guo couldn’t actually see him; it was just a sense of connection in their gaze.
After a while, it was Guo Yi who averted his gaze first, heading in the direction of the restroom.
He hadn’t expected Lin Guo to follow him.
“Why didn’t you respond to my messages?”
Lin Guo cornered Guo Yi in a secluded hallway by the restroom, his tone steady without a hint of anger. It was as if they were discussing the evening’s menu.
“Didn’t see them,” Guo Yi replied.
The day he unblocked Lin Guo, he had received a late-night WeChat message from him.
It was a curse.
[Lin Guo: Does that idiot director even know how to direct?]
Guo Yi was initially taken aback, but he quickly realized that Lin Guo wasn’t talking to him. He was treating his WeChat conversation as a venting outlet, releasing his work frustrations.
From the proficient and unreserved complaints, it seemed he did this often. Guo Yi had only unblocked Lin Guo that day, so he wasn’t sure how many times this had happened.
Lin Guo on the other side seemed to find it odd; he sent over a single question mark without a gap.
Once he confirmed he hadn’t been blocked again, he sent a subtle “smile” emoji.
The emoji seemed mocking yet filled with disdain. Guo Yi felt a moment of guilt and considered re-blocking Lin Guo, but he didn’t want to seem like he was avoiding the issue. So he left the conversation open.
After that, Lin Guo occasionally sent over work complaints, often accompanied by explicit language. Complaints about the hot weather, complaints about a co-star’s terrible acting… Guo Yi just silently watched, never replying.
Then, one day, Lin Guo sent a selfie, no face, just a part of his body. He was sprawled on the sofa backrest, knees to his chest, ankles crossed to cover the unclad area.
Guo Yi stared at the photo for a while, then irritably headed to the restroom.
After that, it seemed Lin Guo became addicted to sending selfies. He sent pictures of his thighs, his lower back, his neck, his tongue. Every time he sent a photo, Guo Yi found himself heading to the restroom.
Guo Yi had considered resisting. He searched for many photos of long-haired beauties and even downloaded quite a few explicit videos, but every time, he would lose interest shortly after starting and find them tasteless. His “little brother” would also become lethargic.
He seemed to be enchanted by some kind of spirit, afflicted with a condition where he could only respond to a certain person. Yet, he didn’t like the feeling of being led around by the nose.
“Where did your vigor from that night go? Why are you acting so timid now?” Lin Guo’s voice brought Guo Yi’s thoughts back.
“What happened that night, you know very well,” Guo Yi said. “Just stay away from me.”
After saying this, Guo Yi turned to leave. But just as he took a step, he changed direction and walked up to Lin Guo. He pulled together the open neckline of Lin Guo’s clothing, his brows furrowed, and said, “Don’t wear clothes like this in the future. It’s so revealing, what kind of person do you look like?”
Watching Guo Yi walk away, Lin Guo coldly laughed and said, “You’re pretending to be righteous.”
I was totally expecting Lin Guo to use alcohol to seduce Guo Yi. Who knew Guo Yi would pull a dine and dash.
Guo yi you coward~ face your feelings head on!