The next week, Ji Ranxin did not plan to go back to the Qin’s home. After all, it was not his own home. It was understandable that he would only visit his mother occasionally. He was afraid that they would find him annoying if he went every week.
Ji Ranxin had no classes on Friday morning. He lay in bed and did not get up. He took his mobile phone and sent a message to Qin Yi, asking him if he would go home during the weekend.
After sending the message, he continued to lie on the bed and play mobile games.
His classmate in the same dormitory got up and asked him if he wanted to have breakfast together. Ji Ranxin pressed the phone to his chest, turned over, looked out of bed, and said with a smile: “You go ahead, I will lie down for a while.”
There were four beds in their dormitory, with a computer desk and a wardrobe underneath. Ji Ranxin’s bed was close to the door. So when he lay down, he was just face-to-face with the person standing below.
His classmate nodded, opened the door to the room, and went out.
The phone on Ji Ranxin’s chest vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was Qin Yi who had replied to him, with just three words: “Not going back.”
He hesitated a little and sent a few words: “The National Day is next week. I want to visit my mother. Can we go back together?”
This time, Qin Yi responded quickly and said: “Okay.”
Ji Ranxin stared at the screen and laughed.
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Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in the quiet room: “What are you laughing at?”
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Ji Ranxin put his phone aside, sat up, looked at him, and said, “Why are you here?” He wore a loose old T-shirt when sleeping, with the collar wide open, revealing his snowy white shoulders and neck.
Qu Hao said: “Let’s go, brother will take you to play.”
Ji Ranxin lifted up the quilt, grabbed the railing, and climbed down from the ladder at the foot of his bed. His two long legs stuck out of his shorts.
Qu Hao couldn’t help but reach out and take a hold of his thigh, feeling the delicate skin slip from his palm.
Ji Ranxin slapped his hand away, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom in slippers, saying, “You don’t have classes today?”
Qu Hao sat down at his table and said, “Skipped.”
Ji Ranxin washed his face and brushed his teeth in front of the sink, “I have class this afternoon, so I won’t go.”
Qu Hao fiddled with the bottles and jars on his desk, “Skip class.”
Ji Ranxin raised his eyes, glanced at his face in the mirror, and said, “I don’t want to skip class.”
Qu Hao picked up a beautiful glass bottle, brought it to his nose, smelled it, and asked curiously: “Is this perfume?”
Ji Ranxin glanced at him and didn’t answer.
Qu Hao said: “I didn’t smell you using it.”
Ji Ranxin still didn’t talk. He liked the smell of this bottle of perfume, but he rarely used it. He was born gay, and his preferences were somewhat different from those of ordinary boys. Although he did not think that orientation and preferences were the criteria for defining a person’s gender, he usually still avoided some trouble for himself.
He quickly washed his face, returned to his closet, opened it, and looked for the clothes he wanted to wear today.
Qu Hao took the perfume bottle and suddenly sprayed it on him several times.
Ji Ranxin turned his face away, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: “Qu Hao!”
Qu Hao stood up and sniffed close to his neck: “It smells pretty good, just like a girl’s smell.”
Ji Ranxin pushed him away, took out his jeans and hooded sweatshirt, leaned on the ladder, and took off his pants.
Qu Hao stood nearby and stared at him.
Ji Ranxin’s attitude was very natural. While changing his clothes, he said, “You couldn’t find a girlfriend, so you came to flirt with me?”
When Qu Hao heard this, his expression darkened instantly.
Ji Yanxin couldn’t help but feel some regret, tugging down the hem of his shirt and pulling on the hat behind him, saying, “Girlfriends, just look for one again, college is still a long way off.”
“Let’s not talk about this,” Qu Hao said, “Are you going to visit Auntie tomorrow? If not, I will take you out to have fun.”
Ji Ranxin looked at him and said, “I’m not going. I want to find a place to work.”
“Work?” Qu Hao was stunned.
Ji Ranxin grabbed the facial cream on the table, squeezed some, and applied it to his face, “Yes, ah. My mother only has so little savings. After all, she just can’t rely on another man to support me in the future, right?”
Qu Hao said without thinking, “I’ll support you, ah.”
Ji Ranxin smiled; he was really quite happy. Even if he knew perfectly well that it was a sentence that was difficult to achieve, at least Qu Hao blurted out those sincere words. He said, “Thank you. Let’s talk about it later. If you want to support me now, then I can only consider you as a father supporting me.”
Oh, I kinda like this friendship dynamic, because friends can be close
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Qu hao does come off as a bit iffy to me, acting all ambiguously like that with ji ranxin. Ji ranxin was spot on, he’s just trying to find someone to fill up his empty heart but pls stay away from someone who’s been crushing on you for so long only for you to friendzone them :/ let him move on