Yan Qiuchi couldnāt do anything else, nor did he dare to. He simply hugged Shen Jintai tightly as his face flushed. This kind of ruthlessness of wanting to hold people as if you wanted to absorb them into your own flesh and blood was uncontrollable once released.
Shen Jintai felt that he was about to be suffocated to death. His face was turning green as he clung onto Yan Qiuchiās neck. He tried to shove Yan Qiuchiās body away, but it didnāt budge an inch. Yan Qiuchiās strength was too strong. He tried again but still it didnāt move.
āYan Qiuchi.ā He called.
Yan Qiuchi remained silent. He was excited and embarrassed. Coupled with the influence of the residual alcohol, his sobriety had already burn up into clouds and mists.
Shen Jintai himself likes men. When heās hugged and pressed by a man like this, he couldnāt control his heartbeat. He canāt honestly admit that he didnāt feel anything at all, and it felt embarrassing. He opened his eyes and put on hand on his chest, preparing to prevent Yan Qiuchi from kissing him.
However, Yan Qiuchi didnāt do anything other than tightly embracing him. Shen Jintai remained still for a while then he suddenly pushed Yan Qiuchi away and broke free. He was covered in sweat. He knelt on the side of the bed and looked at Yan Qiuchi while panting for breath. Yan Qiuchi was still lying on the pillow; his expression was unclear. Shen Jintai could only see that his ears were completely flushed.
Shen Jintai thought it was because of the wine and didnāt put much thought into it. Yan Qiuchi was drunk, and it must have triggered his skin hunger and thirst. With the loss of his consciousness, he probably was unable to control it.
Shen Jintai retreated to the other side as he sat down and panted for a while. The feeling of being hugged tightly by Yan Qiuchi just now made his heart beat rapidly. After he calmed down, he picked up the blanket and covered Yan Qiuchiās body again. He looked at the air conditioning. It was set to 26 degrees. He found the remote controller and lowered it down a few more degrees.
Shen Jintai sat next to Yan Qiuchi for more than half an hour before his drowsiness came back. He was careful this time and he leaned towards the edge of the bed as much as possible. He use his blanket to cover only up to his stomach, then turned off the light.
The moonlight outside was bright. As soon as the light was turned off, its light poured in through the window giving Shen Jintaiās upper body a luminescent glow. Lying still, he was drifting off and eventually fell asleep.
Suddenly Shen Jintai heard a bang and immediately opened his eyes in shock. He quickly sat up and found that Yan Qiuchi was no longer in bed. He turned on the lights and saw Yan Qiuchi holding the bathroom door while looking back at him.
Shen Jintai rushed out of bed and ran over barefoot. Yan Qiuchi looked a little embarrassed and said: āSorry for the noiseā¦ā He originally didnāt want to disturb Shen Jintai as he cautiously got out of bed. Who knew that his body was being disobedient as he staggered around. When he push the bathroom door opened, it slammed into the wall.
Shen Jintai was still half-asleep that his eyes didnāt open fully. He grabbed Yan Qiuchiās arm and led him into the bathroom.
Yan Qiuchiās face turned redder and said: āNo need.ā
āJust hurry up. Iām so sleepy.ā Shen Jintai said. He was actually a bit sullen thinking Yan Qiuchi could still be so polite in this kind of situation. He helped Yan Qiuchi to the toilet, tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes: āI wonāt look.ā
Yan Qiuchi: āā¦ā
Shem Jintai stood in a daze for a long time without hearing the sound of water. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Qiuchi standing there with a blushing complexion. He took half a step back and turning around so his back was facing and pressing against Yan Qiuchi.
Yan Qiuchiās ears were still red. He couldnāt possibly tell Shen Jintai that he got up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom not to peeā¦ He already had shady thoughts and now Shen Jintai was standing in front of him with his back pressing on him. Yan Qiuchi could feel the heat emanating from him through the thin layer of clothes.
Shen Jintai suddenly laughed. The laughter spread through his body causing his back to vibrate. Yan Qiuchi turned to look. Shen Jintai suddenly stopped leaning against his body and took two steps forward. He opened his sleepy eyes and in a hoarse voice said: āI didnāt expect you to have such thin skin that you canāt pee in front of me.ā
He chuckled and went out. When he closed the door, he said: āThen stand firm by yourself.ā
Yan Qiuchi lingered inside for a while before coming out. Shen Jintai faintly heard sounds of water coming through the door. After hearing the flushing noise, he immediately went in and help Yan Qiuchi back to bed. He asked: āDo you want to drink some water?ā
Yan Qiuchi shook his head, his face turned abnormally red.
Shen Jintai: āDo you feel better now?ā
āStill uncomfortable.ā Yan Qiuchi said.
āItās like this when you drink too much. Itās only past 2. Letās go back to sleep.ā Shen Jintai sat on the bed and put down his phone.
Yan Qiuchi didnāt speak. He pulled the blanket to cover his lower body and laid down. As soon as he laid down, he saw Shen Jintai turn off the lights. He turned his head to slightly gaze at Shen Jintai only to suddenly meet Shen Jintaiās gaze. He quickly turned his head away, feeling guilty as if he was a thief.
Shen Jintai softly laughed. His laughter held a hint of anger and his smile was unpredictable causing Yan Qiuchiās heart to skip a beat.
Shen Jintai was too sleepy and still trusted Yan Qiuchi devotedly so he quickly fell asleep again. Yan Qiuchi however, couldnāt fall asleep anymore. He was a little sleepy, but he didnāt want to sleep. Today he had witnessed a new word, more beautiful than he couldāve imagined. After seeing it once, he would never forget it again.
He wanted to be with Shen Jintai. He wanted to be his lover so he can hold him when they are sleeping together every day.
This kind of longing, mixed with mental and physical needs, belong to the kind that gets more and more excited the longer he thinks about it. Yan Qiuchi quickly became tormented again. The emptiness in his arms had reached its pinnacle. He closed his eyes and stopped looking at Shen Jintaiās face.
That night was the most torturous night of his life.
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Mrs. Yan got up early the next morning. She was fidgeting around wondering if anything happened with Yan Qiuchi. Obviously, it was impossible for anything too absurd to happen overnight, plus Shen Jintai was completely sober. Even if he had been drunk, her son is not the type of person who would take advantage of someone in that state. He was a gentleman who didnāt cave to chaos.
Still, she had the luxury of making some progress between them and at least hoped she added a little affection. She decided not to disturb them and didnāt go knocking on Yan Qiuchiās door.
Xiao Tang and the others, including Bai Qingquan, were also up. They had gone out for a walk. After eating breakfast, Bai Qingquan planned to go back. He knocked on Shen Jintaiās door but there was no answer.
He happened to meet Mrs. Yan coming out of her room and he asked: āIs Jintai still in President Yanās room?ā
Mrs. Yan: āYes, heās taking care of him.ā
Bai Qingquan was embarrassed to call. He wasnāt sure if Shen Jintai still had any ideas towards President Yan currently. After being alone all night with him, perhaps old feelings could be rekindled. Besides, if he and Yan Qiuchi were locked in the same room all night, he couldnāt guarantee that his heart wouldnāt move. After all, Yan Qiuchi was the best man heās ever seen.
Shen Jintai heard faint noises coming from outside, so he opened his eyes. He yawned, sat up from the bed and turned his head to look at Yan Qiuchi who was lying next to him. Yan Qiuchi was still asleep. It was probably too hot at night since Yan Qiuchi didnāt have a blanket covering him.
Shen Jintai picked up the phone from the table and looked at it. It was 7 in the morning. He got out of the bed, rolled up his blanket, and was about to pick it up and leave when he suddenly saw Yan Qiuchiās crotch. It completely shocked him awake. He hurriedly scurried out with his blanket around his arms running into Mrs. Yan.
āYouāre up.ā Mrs. Yan said: āI was about to call you.ā
āGood morning, auntie.ā Shen Jintai said shyly.
āThank you for your hard work last night. You go wash up.ā Mrs. Yan said as she entered Yan Qiuchiās room.
Shen Jintai hurriedly stopped her as he felt embarrassed to death. He thought it wouldnāt be good if Mrs. Yan came in and saw the vigorous vitality of her sonās young man in the morning. It would be too awkward, right?
āHe is still sleeping.ā Shen Jintai said: āLet him sleep for a while.ā
Mrs. Yan noticed that something was off with Shen Jintai and became surprised. She thought a little crookedly and simply said: āOh, okay.ā There may be scenes from the aftermath that shouldnāt be seen by others.
āGet ready to eat. Xiao Tang has brought up breakfast.ā Mrs. Yan said.
āAuntie, you go eat first. Iāll come over after washing my face.ā Shen Jintai said. He returned to Yan Qiuchiās room and threw the quilt on Yan Qiuchiās body, then left. He went back to his room to clean up but the image kept lingering in his mind.
He remembered that when he was reading <Everyone Loves Bai Yueguang>, the author once described the male protagonist was āborn with a great weaponā.
He had left a comment saying: [Catching bugs*, big*, is it natural?]
*Catching bugs (ęč«) = The full sentence is ācatching bugs and shitā where shit refers to the ass. It means putting bugs (dick) up the ass, asking for trouble, self-defeating.
*Big [Dada] (大大) = literal meaning is father but also could refer to an emphasis on very large .
For a bold and domineering president, big bucks* are not a problem*.
*Big bucks (äøę·åé) = refers to you donāt care about spending money. Extreme extravagance.
*Not a problem (äøåØčÆäø) = idiom meaning not within the scope of discussion. Refers to things that are minor and not worth mentioning.
The author replied to him: [Darling, thereās nothing wrong with it.]
A group of cuckoos ran over to top the post, and it dawned on him what the author had meant! Looking at it in person just now he realize that he wasnāt wrong in his assumption. He hasnāt seen the whole picture*, but still knows its greatness.
Clarity: he only saw the bulge not the real thing (yet).
After he finished washing up, he went to eat breakfast. Bai Qingquan asked: āIs President Yan okay?ā
Shen Jintai: āHeās fine. Still sleeping.ā
āHe didnāt make trouble yesterday, did he?ā Mrs. Yan asked.
āNo. Heās very honest.ā Shen Jintai answered.
āHeās like your Uncle Yan. When drunk, he doesnāt make trouble and will go to bed honestly.ā As Mrs. Yan was speaking she paid close attention to Shen Jintaiās subtle expression. She noticed the corners of Shen Jintaiās mouth moved slightly. It seems Yan Qiuchi wasnāt entire honest.
āWhy did President Yan drink so much?ā Bai Qingquan said.
āI donāt know.ā Shen Jintai said.
āProbably something is bothering him. He rarely drinks. He doesnāt smoke either and have develop good living habits.ā Mrs. Yan said.
Bai Qingquan had to catch his flight and was going to leave after breakfast. Shen Jintai escorted him to the car. As he was about to get in the car, Bai Qingquan suddenly raised his head and waved his hands looking upwards.
Shen Jintai turned his head to look in Bai Qingquanās direction and saw that Yan Qiuchi had already changed his clothes and stood in the corridor of the hotel looking down from the window.
āIām leaving now.ā Bai Qingquan said.
āBe careful on the road.ā Shen Jintai said: āI will return to Nancheng in July. If you are there, we will get together again.ā
āI have received an invitation from Aunt Fang and will definitely go there when the time comes.ā Bai Qingquan said with a smile.
After sending Bai Qingquan off, Shen Jintai walked back. When he arrived upstairs, he saw that Mrs. Yan was talking to Yan Qiuchi. Mrs. Yan was very serious. Yan Qiuchi had his hands in his pockets, head slightly lowered, as he continually nodded.
It was still the same icy Yan Qiuchi that was cold and abstinent, pure, clean, and restrained, just like his name. Like a pool of autumn water, clear and cold.
It felt as if the drunk Yan Qiuchi who was clingy and shy from yesterday was like an unreal dream.
Who would have thought that on the surface of a man who looked so abstemious, frigid, refined and gentlemanly, underneath in his heart was hidden a large amount of energy.