Xing Ye didn’t say anything.
But the distance between them allowed him to feel each other’s reactions.
Sheng Renxing waited for three seconds, reached down to feel around.
…
The next day, Sheng Renxing was awakened by the alarm clock. He reached out with closed eyes to find the source of the noise, but he forgot about his tattoo. With one movement, he accidentally touched the wound, and a sharp “hiss” of pain woke him up almost entirely.
The room in front of him looked very unfamiliar. He turned over, lying flat on the bed, ran a hand through his hair, and the memories from last night slowly began to resurface.
Riding a bike, getting a tattoo, confessing, kissing…
And each other…
Sheng Renxing suddenly sat up, feeling like he could do a set of military exercises right now.
After two minutes, the person sitting on the bed with stiff legs slowly curled up, seemingly trying to make himself into a ball.
But then, the room’s door suddenly opened.
Xing Ye, upon seeing that he was already awake, was momentarily stunned and stood at the door, looking at him.
Sheng Renxing was so surprised that he almost threw the blanket off. Seeing Xing Ye, the scenes from last night surged uncontrollably, and he grabbed the fabric tightly, and in a reflex, he shouted, “Why didn’t you knock!”
Xing Ye stared at him for two seconds, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.
“Knock, knock.”
Sheng Renxing: “…”
The two of them stared at each other, and Xing Ye dropped a “Hurry up, you’re going to be late,” then turned and left.
Sheng Renxing: “…” He was even more upset.
Is this your attitude towards your boyfriend?!
You weren’t like this last night!
Jerk!
He sat on the bed and changed clothes slowly, putting on the same outfit from yesterday.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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He pulled the clothes into a ball and threw them into the laundry basket.
Out of sight, out of mind.
He couldn’t help but blame himself while brushing his teeth, feeling that his reaction last night lacked masculinity.
He practically allowed Xing Ye to manipulate him throughout.
There was no resistance whatsoever!
With an expressionless face, he angrily bit down on his toothbrush.
It must be that Xing Ye has experience with someone else, and he’s inexperienced, which is why he lost the upper hand!
Or maybe he fed himself some sort of aphrodisiac last night, one that worked instantly!
Sheng Renxing looked at himself in the mirror, nodding firmly and approvingly.
On the first day together, he had already started thinking about the idea of him being cuckolded by himself.
He hadn’t fully resolved the emotional impact from last night when he suddenly heard laughter from behind.
“?” Sheng Renxing turned abruptly and saw Xing Ye leaning against the door, looking at him with a cold expression, showing no sign of the laughter just now.
“!” Sheng Renxing wanted to ask why he was laughing, but foam blocked his words. He turned away and began rinsing his mouth.
“What’s wrong?” After a couple of seconds, he processed his emotions, and Xing Ye was still there, leaning against the door, watching him.
“Good morning,” Xing Ye smiled at him.
The bathroom window had iron bars, and the morning sun was divided into small squares, casting a soft light on him, softening his sharp and distinctive features, which were usually too black-and-white and distant.
The originally colorless corners of his mouth were tinged with sunlight, making him look more delicate.
Or perhaps he was just standing in the light, chipping away at the thick icy exterior of “no strangers allowed,” taking a tentative step forward.
Onlookers had almost forgotten that teenagers in their late teens were synonymous with sunshine.
Sheng Renxing swallowed some minty water.
Uh-oh, the toothpaste must have been tampered with too.
“Good morning,” he wanted to reply coolly, but his mouth didn’t obey him, and a big smile appeared.
“Did you sleep well?” Xing Ye asked.
“Um,” Sheng Renxing blinked quickly. “I slept quite well.”
In fact, he woke up in a blurry state twice in the middle of the night. It was because Xing Ye had a bad sleeping position, and he was constantly pressing against him, perhaps due to the cold or something else. On his side, there was just the wall, and there was hardly any extra space.
Trapped between the wall and Xing Ye, they were almost entwined.
Sheng Renxing was used to sleeping with plenty of room and sprawled limbs. When he woke up feeling uncomfortable, his limbs were constrained, but in his semi-conscious state, he didn’t want to push Xing Ye away. Instead, he oddly enjoyed this “closeness” with Xing Ye, which eventually led to him being awakened by the heat.
But it was hard to explain this psychologically, so he decided to pretend that he didn’t wake up last night.
“I’m fine too,” Xing Ye said, his eyes slightly narrowed as he gazed at him and smiled.
After waking up in the middle of the night and finding Sheng Renxing nestled in his arms, it felt even better.
“…” Sheng Renxing thought his smile was strange. While involuntarily joining in the smile, he uncomfortably rubbed his ear.
He wanted to leave the bathroom, but Xing Ye continued to lean against the door, not appearing as if he was going to move aside.
“Do you need the bathroom?” he asked.
Xing Ye shook his head. He reached out and casually rubbed Sheng Renxing’s collar. “It’s cooler today. You’ll be cold in this outfit.”
“Oh,” Sheng Renxing was a bit blank, and his attention uncontrollably shifted to the hand of Xing Ye that was touching his neck. “You didn’t mention it last night. Do you have any extra coats here?”
Xing Ye didn’t move his hand, and his fingers brushed Sheng Renxing’s hair, revealing a stone hanging from his earlobe. “Liang ge has one. Want me to get it for you? It’s on the way to school.”
“Sure,” Sheng Renxing didn’t hesitate. He didn’t wear other people’s coats.
Xing Ye nodded and flicked the dangling stone on his earlobe.
Sheng Renxing: ” ”
“So,” Sheng Renxing awkwardly tilted his head, “should we go now?”
Xing Ye remained silent, as if he hadn’t heard him. His pupils were very dark, and even in the sunlight, you couldn’t see the bottom of them. He had a deep and mysterious aura, and he often lowered his eyes, giving the impression that he wasn’t willing to look at him.
There was an aura that made people hesitate to get close and a field that piqued people’s curiosity.
He still had his eyes lowered, looking at that stone, with a tone that revealed no emotions. “Your ears are so red.”
Sheng Renxing: ” ”
Sheng Renxing: “Do you know the last person who said this to me has been six feet under for ages now?”
Xing Ye raised his eyes.
As he raised his eyes, the emotions hidden by the shadow of his eyelashes were revealed, and Sheng Renxing could see the smile in his eyes.
“Then are you going to sing ‘Widow on the Tomb’ for me next year?” Sheng Renxing teased.
Sheng Renxing: “You’re the young widow.”
Sheng Renxing: “Let’s go, don’t stand around here. We might be late, and I don’t want to spend my birthday standing in the hallway with you.” It’s not even the same hallway.
With Xing Ye’s playful remark, the discomfort that had arisen after their relationship suddenly became closer had vanished. He felt as if they were back to the way they used to talk a few days ago.
Xing Ye raised an eyebrow. “Who would dare?”
Sheng Renxing: “Hey, don’t forget you’re still a student. Even the principal hasn’t adopted your surname yet.”
Sheng Renxing: “You’re amazing,” he said, brushing it off, “let’s go.”
But Xing Ye didn’t move. He placed his hand on Sheng Renxing’s neck and exerted some force, preventing him from passing.
Sheng Renxing: “?”
Xing Ye silently gazed at the lines on Sheng Renxing’s neck.
Sheng Renxing: ” ”
Xing Ye’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he pursed his lips.
A sudden idea flashed through Sheng Renxing’s mind, so he tested the waters: “Good morning kiss from your boyfriend?”
Xing Ye raised an eyebrow, didn’t say anything, but released his grip.
Sheng Renxing: ” ”
Quickly, he leaned in, and with an unrestrained “smooch,” he kissed him.
Eeee! Such cuties!
BROOO IVE BEEN WAITING AGES FOR AN UPDATE
THANK YOU SM TRANSLATOR 🫶🫶❤️❤️
I’m so happy for a update but- I’m confused was ge just talking to himself for a moment?
If you’re talking about the “Widow on the Tomb” part, then no, Shen Renxing wasn’t talking to himself. The translator accidentally put ‘Shen Renxing teased’ (the speaker was implied to be Xing Ye) and they also left out ‘Shen Renxing: “……” ‘
This is the original text
盛任星看清了他眼睛里的笑。 “那你明年要给我唱小寡妇上坟吗？” 盛任星：“……” 盛任星：“你才小寡妇。