When Bo Qin was little, his parents would argue often. There would be a small quarrel every two days and a big altercation every three. They would even occasionally get physical. Because of this, he trailed after his grandfather, an old-fashioned elderly fellow who was exceptionally stringent towards his sole grandson.
Although Bo Qin was intelligent, in the end, he was but a child. His grandfather prohibited him from playing with a good number of things. He could only read books and write words, studying everything someone of his age should not have.
When he was 8 years-old, he picked up a juvenile bird that had only just learned to fly.
That had been the first time he had truly liked another living being. He fed the little bird feed, changed its water, and even brought the little bird inside his room so that he could watch it sleep.
He had liked the little bird awfully much; 8-year-old Bo Qin believed that the little bird must have adored him just as much as he did it.
Or he had until his grandfather had opened the cage, and the little bird he had intimately raised up left him without a shred of hesitation.
That had been the first time Bo Qin had realized that whatever you liked, you had to clasp firmly in the palm of your hand, disallowing even a single chance for it to escape.
However, from then on, he had not a thing or a person he liked enough to want to hold onto forever.
Until–
Now.
The man slowly withdrew the ugly look on his face, carefully and gradually loosening his hold on the diary. Thank goodness only the cover was slightly wrinkled.
Bo Qin stroked the spine of the diary he would have skipped over if he were not looking for it, gently placing it back to where it belonged.
Xiao Mu was his, in life and in death. That wouldn’t change even if that thrice-damned secondary personality appeared.
He was his, forever.
[Ding! Bo Qin’s favorability: 94]
Xie Mu leaned against the lakeside railing, lazily tossing in fish feed, [ze, see, there’s a surprise.]
“Xiao Mu.”
From behind him, someone called out his name. The youth turned around, a smile of pleasant surprise appearing on his face, “Bo Qin, you finished your business?”
“Yeah, I finally finished, and now I have time to accompany you.”
The handsome man smiled as he walked to the side of his lover, his large slender palm spanning across the railing. He bent his body slightly, his lips descending.
He didn’t wait for the youth to react before deepening the kiss. When the kiss ended, the look in Xie Mu’s eyes thawed.
Bo Qin slightly cast down his eyes to watch the flushing youth looking back at him. His chest was undulating up and down, his breathing uneven, and his inviting lips moist, as if glossed with honey. His pretty, round almond eyes were slightly disoriented with arousal from his teasing.
“Why’d you kiss me all of a sudden…”
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The youth asked softly, hesitating for a few moments.
“Because you’re too sweet.”
The man observed him, his hands wandering over the youth’s body uncontrollably.
“Don’t…This is outside…”
Xie Mu rejected him quietly, his eyes shy.
“What’re you afraid of; there’s only us here.”
Bo Qin repeatedly pecked the youth’s fair and tender face, his magnetic voice deepening as if he were trying to bewitch him, “Didn’t we do it here before? En? Didn’t it feel good?”
“That’s because you insisted…”
Xie Mu’s body became easy and pliable from the teasing. Although he was unable to hold up against his lover’s searching, he still tried to rebuff him, “A-and that was at night…”
“Then can we not during the day also? And it’s even better for seeing my Xiao Mu’s pretty body.”
“You can’t!”
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He timidly disengaged his hand, his rosy lips speaking in a halting manner, “I-I didn’t mean too…”
Initially, Bo Qin had not thought much of it, but after seeing his lover’s ingrained fear of his anger, his heart ached.
From the time the two had gotten together, he had told him to be completely subordinate to him. Those were the rules for all of his lovers.
Xie Mu had remembered it even until now, unable to forget even if his memories had been erased.
The man let out a gentle smile as he lightly sucked on the youth’s earlobe, the originally fair color flushing from his ministrations. Xie Mu’s eyelashes trembled uneasily, his lover’s indulgent voice beside his ear.
“Xiao Mu, don’t be so courteous with me. We’re lovers, no?”
“I love you just like you love me.”
That sentence was like a stake nailing Xie Mu’s anxious heart on the spot.
He raised his eyes towards Bo Qin, meeting his gentle gaze and flushing again, his long eyelashes unblinking.
“Re-really?”
Bo Qin’s old attitude had caused him to become overly apprehensive.
The man curved his lips and assented, “Yes.”
After inspecting his facial expression, the youth’s own gradually relaxed as he cautiously released the corner of the clothing he had been tightly gripping. He attempted to smooth it out.
“The clothing tore. Sorry…”
“Then use your body to return your debt, ba.”
In the past, if the man had spoken like that to the youth, he definitely would’ve teased a bright red face out of him. The youth would’ve been so bashful he wouldn’t have even gotten out a word.
But today, maybe due to the cause of those words, Xie Mu pursed his lips before sneakily meeting the man’s eyes.
Mustering up his courage, he spoke demurely, “Not outside…”
Bo Qin looked at the innocent and prudent eyes of his lover, affirming that this was an attempt to seduce him.
The man’s lower half rapidly tented as his throat dried. He pulled the other person up and started walking towards the house.
“Slower, slower…”
Xie Mu could not keep up with his footsteps, protesting as he followed along behind.
When they reached the upstairs, Bo Qin tossed him onto the bed in one smooth motion, peeling off the youth’s clothes as if unwrapping a present.
“I can’t slow down!”
[A cigarette after completing the deed, eclipsing even the deities. Ei, a pity that there are none.] Xie Mu lay satisfied underneath the covers, chattering pleasantly with the system: [I feel as if I’ve come back alive. I was but a salted fish during those days without sex, but after a night of hydration, I’m a fish in water again.]
The system was silent for a bit, [Host, he’s a scummy man.]
[I know, ah. Who isn’t.]
[?]
[When you’ve grown up, come back and then ask me that question again. Be good.]
Xie Mu got up and out of bed, clothing himself to hide the ambiguous marks.
Bo Qin was outside on the balcony, smoking a cigarette.
Last night, he had had a dream. In it, his grandfather had punished him for raising a pet by ordering him to kneel in the ancestral hall for a whole night. The second day, early in the morning, he had returned to his parents.
When he had opened the door, he saw four stark-naked human bodies.
He could vividly see the body of his biological mother. After a whole night of kneeling, his body was already weak, and as Bo Qin tried to retreat, his knees softened, and he crashed to the ground.
The four people were at first speechless with astonishment, before they began smiling.
His mother, without a stitch of clothing on her body, grinned particularly sharply. His father was smiling as well as the other two men and women.
Bo Qin was in a difficult situation, caught kneeling on the ground, and threw up.
His mortification, disgust, and strengthlessness were enough to last for a lifetime.
And now, his lover had been touched by somebody else.
Even if he knew it wasn’t his fault, Bo Qin still could not hold back that train of thought.
The man stood on the balcony, fiercely inhaling a mouthful of smoke, his brain rerunning the sharp laughter of his parents.
And there was also that hideous thing as well as that place from where he had been birthed.
He pinched the cigarette, covering his chest and thinking back to that scene. He retched a few times and barely held in his vomit.
Thank goodness Bo Qin was no longer a kid; he only gagged a few times before he straightened his body as if nothing had happened.
But then, from the corner of the man’s eye, the shadow of a person entered.
His body instinctively stiffened, but he slowly turned his head to meet the youth’s paling gaze.
Xie Mu watched him blanked and asked, “Why did you want to throw up?”
The youth reached out a hand to point at himself, a hickey left by the man the night before still present on his neck.
“Is it because of me?”
His eyes were desolate, seemingly about to tear up, “Is it because you touched me?”
“What really happened during the period I was unconscious…”
Author’s note:
Xie Mu: Trying my hardest to carry the pot
Even though I wasn’t able to drive the car, the overturned car was locked in. Next time, I’ll make sure not to let the gong touch the shou‘s waist…
Lmao Xie Mu is too shameless XD!! He really knows how to wrap them around his fingers!!
Thanks for the chapter ~♡
Xie Mu satisfized his need and now it’s time to make Bo Qin pay, hehe.
Thanks for the chapter!
Thanks for the chapter!
Thank you for the chapter
I kinda wish I could “see” what Ye Ming from SSSG would do in Xie Mu’s stories and vice versa. Maybe even throw in Xie He’s stories (SCSG) too! 😆
Finally, XM got some! 😂
Thanks for your hard work!
Bo Qin’s math seems wrong, as three men and two women were described. Still, I admit, that must be a pretty traumatizing scene to run across as a child.
I tried to word it as best as possible, but I mean his parents and then a man and a woman. I wrote two men and women because it was closest to what the author wrote and sounded the smoothest 😭
si que es traumático, recuerdo de pequeña pillar a mis padres en el acto y morirme de vergüenza y asco, no me imagino el trauma de ver a tus padres con otras dos personas