No matter how tumultuous Tong Xiaosong’s inner world was, he displayed a calm demeanor throughout the journey.
Upon entering the school gate, they joined numerous other students.
Wu Mabo wondered, “Huh? Why does it feel like there are more people today? Were there this many students on the way to school in the morning before?”
Ke Lin replied indifferently, “Maybe we left early today.”
Wen Dong was still a bit concerned about Tong Xiaosong and tried to inquire, “Tong Xiaosong?”
“Hmm?” Tong Xiaosong came back to his senses and casually responded, “I usually don’t pay attention…”
As they chatted along the way, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning Gu Xuan’s matter.
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During lunchtime in the cafeteria, Gu Xuan didn’t show up, but the same dishes as in the morning were delivered to their table.
Tong Xiaosong looked at the bowl of hot soup in front of him, silent.
Wu Mabo sighed, “Gu, the campus heartthrob, went to such lengths just to get Tong Xiaosong to have a meal. Isn’t this considered going all out? Tong Xiaosong, since Gu Xuan isn’t here now, just go ahead and eat.”
Tong Xiaosong lifted the bowl of soup and took a sip. Warmth traveled down his throat and spread throughout his body.
In his mind, he couldn’t help but think of all the kindness shown by Zhi Xian.
Were those gestures genuinely from the heart?
Or were they just lures to entice prey into a trap?
If he did agree to give himself to Zhi Xian, would Zhi Xian treat him as he did before?
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Or would he discard him like trash after getting bored?
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Unconsciously, Tong Xiaosong didn’t notice that the surroundings had quieted down, as if he were isolated in another space.
Suddenly, a pair of arms reached out from the inner side of the bed, wrapping around his waist.
Tong Xiaosong stiffened as his back pressed against the solid chest behind him.
His heartbeat pounded like a drum, blood surged through his body, and every nerve entered a state of alertness.
A somewhat cold voice sounded in his ear, “I want to do bad things to you again…”
Tong Xiaosong was startled, his eyes widened, “You, you…”
Zhi Xian’s hands were already kneading him through his sleepwear, the solid and tall body pressing even closer.
The overwhelming momentum had reached an undeniable level.
Tong Xiaosong wanted to evade, but there was nowhere to hide.
The other party openly pressed his lips against his neck, lightly kissing his way to the earlobe, biting down firmly.
The sober sensation was more stimulating than being half-asleep.
A sensation like electric currents spread from the earlobe throughout his body, gathering at the base of his spine.
“No, no!” Tong Xiaosong’s breathing became rapid, his face flushed, alarmed and embarrassed, but strangely, there was no fear. “You can’t do this…”
The cold voice resounded again, like the whisper of a devil.
“But I’ve already done it,” Zhi Xian let out a mocking laugh, “Last time, you weren’t willing. Why now? Do you think I’m filthy? Are you afraid of me?”
As the words fell, Tong Xiaosong felt the ruthless pulling down of his sleep pants and underwear, and the skin of his ass directly pressed against that hard and scorching giant.
The taboo-breaking impact and stimulation made Tong Xiaosong tremble all over.
Zhi Xian behind him used a slow but irresistible force to press him down.
That aggressive thing had already squeezed between his legs, threateningly pressing against his sensitive area.
Zhi Xian chuckled, “You’re hard.”
Tong Xiaosong was almost in tears, his heart about to leap out of his chest.
He desired it, yet he feared it, afraid that he would be trapped in a dream at this moment, only to wake up to a shattered reality.
The person behind him slowly thrust and moved at the root of his legs, those cold lips lingering on his neck and back.
Tong Xiaosong’s pajamas and sleep pants were almost torn off but still hung on him.
His face buried in the pillow, silently choking, only the trembling of his body indicated that he was crying.
“If you don’t like it, then resist.” Zhi Xian’s icy voice sounded, the actions becoming more violent, “Why don’t you resist? If you don’t resist, I can’t help but continue…”
Tong Xiaosong gripped the bedsheet tightly, shaken by the thrusting, already feeling that the thing between his legs was gradually purposefully sliding toward the ass.
“Do you think it’s that simple? Men can go deeper with men, just using this place…” Tong Xiaosong felt those knobby fingers pressing on a place he was ashamed to mention.
Those fingers kneaded for a moment, trying to squeeze the fingertips in, but it was too dry to enter.
Zhi Xian: “I will penetrate, venting my desires through your body. You can clearly feel me…”
The strings in Tong Xiaosong’s mind instantly snapped, and a voice with a hint of crying sounded, “Have you done this to Gu Xuan as well?”
All of Zhi Xian’s movements came to a sudden halt. He almost thought he had misheard and deliberately pressed his ear down, asking, “What did you say?”
Tong Xiaosong, like an injured small animal, curled up forcefully, sobbing, “Have you done this to others? Those things you desire…”
“What?” Zhi Xian’s anger instantly turned into astonishment. “What things do I desire? How could I do such things to others?”
Whenever Tong Xiaosong thought that Zhi Xian might have entangled with others in the same way, he felt a suffocating pain, even his body was filled with an unspeakable sense of pain.
He cried out recklessly, “Deceiver, you’re a deceiver. You’re even more despicable than Gu Xuan…”
Zhi Xian finally realized that Tong Xiaosong’s rejection of him seemed to be not just because he was a ‘filthy thing.’
Tong Xiaosong’s head was muddled with tears. When he finally calmed down, he found that his pajamas and sleep pants had been neatly arranged. He curled up in a warm embrace like a young animal.
A hand gently patting on his back, tender like in a dream.
He didn’t want to face Zhi Xian, nor did he want to hear Zhi Xian say more words.
He couldn’t distinguish what was true and what was a lie.
Only this brief moment of tenderness allowed him to temporarily relax and sink.
Exhausted, he closed his eyes and let himself drift into sleep.
Baby is just jelly, this is NOT how I wanted you to comfort him… Glad he didn’t force tong’er all the way through 😤
Whew, I’m glad he stopped. They need to clear up these misunderstandings first.
ZX is also a real POS 🤣