《Creatures of Habit》


 Chapter 1

    Winter, Lunar New Year¡¯s Eve.


    At an office building in the shopping street of District A.


    ¡°For someone who¡¯s quitting, how does it feel to work overtime at the office on Lunar New Year¡¯s Eve?¡±


    ¡°I feel nothing.¡±


    Wei Feng teased, ¡°You won¡¯t have a chance to work overtime here anymore even if you wanted to a year from now, so please treasure this moment.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng burst out laughing.


    Taking out a peculiar-looking felt-tip pen from Qin Shaocheng¡¯s pen holder, Wei Feng found a small note hidden in the pen after slightly twisting the cap open. ¡°Huh? There¡¯s something¡­weird about this pen.¡± Wei Feng opened up the note with a click of his tongue, feigning a pretentious expression.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyes shifted towards Wei Feng from the data transfer screen before him.


    ¡°Woah! It¡¯s a secret confession note!! Let me read it aloud for you¡­¡± Wei Feng went on to read it in a loving tone paired with a deep, tantalising voice. ¡°Shaocheng, I like you. In my¡­¡±


    Seizing back the pen and note, Qin Shaocheng asked, ¡°Did Zeng Pingping make you do this?¡±


    Wei Feng burst into laughter. ¡°What could I do? She kept bombarding me with Wechat messages, pestering me non-stop! Saying that if you haven¡¯t seen the note inside the pen, she insisted that I open it up in front of you and read it aloud.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng placed the pen back into the dusty holder, crumpling the note in his grip.


    ¡°I can¡¯t stand seeing a beauty like her missing her chance.¡± Wei Feng jabbed Qin Shaocheng with his elbow. ¡°Sure you don¡¯t want to give her a try?¡±


    Seeing that the data transfer was finally done, Qin Shaocheng went on to switch off the computer. ¡°Let¡¯s go. Time to head home.¡±


    Wei Feng shrugged his shoulders and followed suit.


    The office was already deserted since that day was the Lunar New Year¡¯s Eve. After the two of them verified that all the doors and windows were locked and everything was switched off, they locked the main office door. While waiting for the elevator, Wei Feng threw his arm over Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shoulder and asked, ¡°What time are you flying?¡±


    ¡°On the 7th day after New Year¡¯s.¡± Qin Shaocheng threw the note into the garbage cart.


    ¡°You¡¯re not going back this year?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Last time it was because of¡ª¡ª¡± Wei Feng paused in his tracks, before continuing, ¡°Haven¡¯t you already decided to take over your family¡¯s business?¡±


    ¡°There are too many relatives during New Year¡¯s. It¡¯ll be much quieter if I head back after.¡±


    As they walked out of the elevator, Wei Feng who lived in the region, pulled out his cell phone and took a glance at the message he received. ¡°My old man wants me to grab some carrots from the supermarket. He¡¯s whipping up a lamb stew back home. Why don¡¯t you spend New Year¡¯s at my place this year? It¡¯ll be livelier.¡±


    ¡°Thanks but it¡¯s alright.¡± Qin Shaosheng replied, ¡°I¡¯ll go with you to the supermarket, though, since I need to shop, too.¡±


    With two adult men shopping at the supermarket, it was a quick affair, getting whatever they needed and going straight to the cashier to pay for the groceries. There was no such thing as leisurely browsing around and comparing prices. By the time they got out from the place, it had already started pouring. After bidding goodbye to Wei Feng, Qin Shaocheng drove his car back to his rental apartment.


    The Spring celebrations fell in the middle of February that winter. The beginning of spring had passed, and the raindrops were as thin as fine needles yet soft as wisps of smoke.


    The drive back was smooth and the entire city had quietened down after a few days. The usually crowded parking lot in the community area was deserted. Parking the car below the loft, Qin Shaocheng opened the trunk and carried two bags of groceries up the staircase. He only remembered that he had forgotten to lock the car door when he was taking out his keys. Placing the bags on the shoe cabinet after heading into the apartment, he went to the kitchen.


    Before he could look up completely, what entered his line of sight and greeted him first was a grey-coloured slipper on the floor.


    The person wearing the slipper was currently standing before the stove, holding a ladle as he stirred the food in the pot. The fragrant aroma of the rice and the rich flavor of the meat, when blended in with the whiff of ammonia that could only be found in century eggs, produced a wonderful collision of flavours, which was enough to make any man salivate hungrily.


    ¡°You¡¯re back?¡± Jiang Yishan curled his lips into a smile with a docile look on his face.


    Qin Shaocheng stood still, trying to calm himself down.


    Placing the lid back on the pot, Jiang Yishan turned off the stove. ¡°The century egg porridge with meat is done! Do you want to have a taste?¡±


    Without saying a word, Qin Shaocheng went to one side to open the window, pressing on the automated lock button to lock his car parked downstairs. Then, he headed to the entrance to sort out the groceries in the bags, and closed the fridge after putting away the last box of dumplings.


    Jiang Yishan stared at him as he leaned against the fridge. The room temperature was too warm, his cheeks colouring slightly red from the heat. Grabbing a milk carton, he opened it up for a drink. As the cold liquid trickled into his tummy, a cold wave blanketed his entire chest. ¡°Why are you ignoring me?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng turned around and went out.


    Jiang Yishan trailed after him and said slowly, ¡°I thought you¡¯d change the lock on the second year we broke up.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s right hand that was hanging at his side, curled into a tight fist as he coldly answered, ¡°You go or I go.¡±


    ¡°Won¡¯t you have one last dinner with me on New Year¡¯s eve?¡± said Jiang Yishan, his eyelashes quivering as he lowered his gaze. ¡°I¡¯ve already cooked the reunion dinner.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng walked determinedly towards the entrance hall.


    Prompting Jiang Yishan to say at once, ¡°I¡¯ve nowhere left to go.¡± He continued to explain again when Qin Shaocheng slowed down his pace. ¡°I¡¯m not lying. I don¡¯t even have money to stay at a hotel.¡±


    Jiang Yishan knew Qin Shaocheng¡¯s personality too well. The man was too kind hearted, gentle and tolerant of him. He could not help but soften his tone and said, ¡°Besides, this is your home. I should be the one who¡¯s leaving. I¡¯ll go once we¡¯re done eating, is that ok?¡±


    Jiang Yishan turned a blind eye to the disgust Qin Shaocheng held towards him, which the man did not even bother to mask. Upon noticing that Qin Shaocheng did not have the intention to walk out the door, he quickly walked back into the kitchen, saying, ¡°I¡¯ll continue cooking. It¡¯s been a long while since I cooked. Can you please lend me a hand?¡±


    The only response he got was the study room¡¯s door slamming shut.


    In his study, Qin Shaocheng switched on the computer, and searching for Jiang Yishan¡¯s name yielded him more than ten million results.


    Every news media were listing out various examples of Jiang Yishan¡¯s scandalous conduct, explaining how he used the press to promote his own popularity as well as purchasing fake accounts to spread false rumors and splash blackmail materials at his competitors in the recent years. But these alone were not enough to destroy him. Qin Shaocheng logged into his Weibo account and found a keyphrase at the bottom of the hot topic list, leading him to eventually find the breaking news as a result.


    Three consecutive shots in a row. The first one was a picture of Jiang Yishan¡¯s look for the event, the second one was a picture of him changing vehicles mid-way while the last one, was a picture of him kissing a man in the car. The majority of the man¡¯s facial features were concealed behind a rearview mirror.


    And the man in the picture taken five years ago, whose face was hidden from view was in fact Qin Shaocheng.


    The headliner was posted last week, and Qin Shaocheng, who was buried deep in doing his work handover before the New Year¡¯s did not notice it at all. He roughly skimmed through the comments to get a gist of what was happening before walking over to the kitchen to ask Jiang Yishan, ¡°How much do you need this time?¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Jiang Yishan was now slicing up the sausage in the kitchen at a snail¡¯s pace. ¡°You can lend me 20. I want to get an iQiyi account to catch my TV shows.¡±


    ¡°You knew exactly what I meant.¡±


    Casting him a look, Jiang Yishan replied, ¡°You¡¯ve seen the pictures.¡±


    ¡°You didn¡¯t destroy the film last time?¡±


    Jiang Yishan shrugged, ¡°I got rid of it but what can I do when the man had a trick up his sleeve? The paparazzi isn¡¯t the one to be blamed, though.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng frowned.


    ¡°It¡¯s a long story. I bought someone¡¯s blackmail material once¡ªa nobody. I found some people to lead him to Mr Zhou¡¯s dinner party. You still remember Mr Zhou, don¡¯t you? Zhou Zheng. His dinner party was one big gigantic mess. At first, I thought I would be able to take some good shots of the guy in that kind of place but what I didn¡¯t expect was that, not only did he not fall for it, he actually found a benefactor during his time there. Thinking that a scandal such as being a kept man was easier to manipulate, I hired someone to snap a few photos. Alas, I was gravely mistaken. Turns out that this benefactor of his really loves him dearly, so he easily laid me bare for everyone to see.¡± In all seriousness, Jiang Yishan placed the sausage slice by slice onto the plate before putting the whole thing into the steamer. He turned on the stove after pouring some water in. ¡°I reaped what I sowed.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng could not take it any longer. He asked once more, ¡°How much do you want?¡±


    Jiang Yishan broke off the leaves after washing the broccoli. He cut the stem into small pieces, blanching them in boiling water before picking them up again. ¡°Can¡¯t I talk about other things with you apart from asking you for money?¡±


    ¡°What else is there to talk about?¡±


    ¡°A lot of things, but the look on your face seems to suggest that you don¡¯t feel like listening to me anymore.¡± Jiang Yishan poured the greenish water inside the pot into the sink. ¡°Are you afraid that I¡¯ll talk about my past to fool you again?¡±


    The corners of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s lips had turned completely flat.


    Putting down the kitchen utensil in his hand, Jiang Yishan looked up to meet Qin Shaocheng¡¯s chilly gaze, his fingers slightly trembling, afraid to let Qin Shaocheng see through the cowardice and the guilty conscience he tried hard to conceal deep down. After all, he was the one who was at fault to begin with.


    That year, in order to be with Jiang Yishan, Qin Shaocheng had a complete fall out with his family, travelling a thousand miles to an A City which was unfamiliar to him to start his own business from scratch. After Qin Shaocheng had spent all of his savings to buy the film, Jiang Yishan had dumped him without a moment¡¯s hesitation so that he could continue to be a celebrity.

 Chapter 2

    Qin Shaocheng stood, unmoving, at the spot. The knot between his brows made his entire being appear extremely intimidating.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I didn¡¯t come here to borrow money from you, so please don¡¯t look so scary.¡± Jiang Yishan flashed a smile, adding, ¡°The pork ribs and chicken soup are all cooked and there are egg dumplings in the pot. I bought beef stew. What other vegetables you would like to have besides broccoli?¡±


    He looked calm and gentle, acting as though they were still as close as when they were in love with each other.


    All of a sudden, Qin Shaocheng was overcome with extreme nausea.


    As he looked at Qin Shaocheng¡¯s sickened expression, a laugh clearly etched with disappointment escaped Jiang Yishan¡¯s lips. ¡°Do you hate me so much that you can¡¯t even share a table with me anymore?¡±


    There he goes again, attempting to use weakness as a means to evoke an angry reaction from him yet again. Qin Shaocheng thought to himself. They were already separated for five years. Moving forward from the entanglement they had in the first year, they had not seen each other for four years. Yet, today on the fourth Lunar New Year¡¯s Eve after their separation, Jiang Yishan deliberately showed up, cooked all his favorite meals, and naively and innocently announced that he was home.


    Qin Shaocheng knew Jiang Yishan had done it on purpose, using the fact that he had not change the door lock to piss him off. After all, Qin Shaocheng did not bother to change the lock or move elsewhere during those four years of separation. The dreams he kept in vain where his lover would come back to his embrace were utterly seen through and this made him feel completely humiliated, burning in anger.


    It was then followed by the usual feebleness Jiang Yishan feigned, again so very textbook of him.


    Saying that that day was New Year¡¯s Eve, saying that he was penniless, and lastly, affirming that he would leave the moment he was done with one last dinner together.


    As for Qin Shaocheng, he was like a prey caught in a hunter¡¯s trap, hooking himself the moment the bait appeared. He had gone to his study, looked up information on Jiang Yishan and seen his pictures, before heading back to the kitchen to listen to him go on about how miserable his life had been until now.


    ¡ª¡ªHe was utterly caught in Jiang Yishan¡¯s grasp.


    Qin Shaocheng looked towards Jiang Yishan. Realisation dawned on him that this garish but beautiful youth had not changed a bit. He was still ever so rational and bright, and that every slightest trace of his emotions could be calculated meticulously without fail.


    Turning around to leave the kitchen, Qin Shaocheng finally knew how he should deal with Jiang Yishan. Be colder to him, because he could not afford to be strung along by the nose anymore. As these thoughts lingered in his mind, the sight of Jiang Yishan¡¯s quivering frail shoulders and lashes flashed before his very eyes.


    Qin Shaocheng immediately regretted his action.


    He should have left the apartment the very moment his gaze first settled on Jiang Yishan.


    Jiang Yishan was preparing New Year¡¯s Eve dinner alone in the kitchen.


    They had rented the place and decorated everything in there together. Every item, every nook and cranny within the apartment was an embodiment of the memories they shared together. As Qin Shaocheng sat back down on the living room sofa in such circumstances, all he felt was that the sound of preparation coming from the kitchen was more agonising than that of the television in front of him.


    ¡°Done! Come and get your rice.¡± Jiang Yishan appeared out of nowhere and served the dishes on the coffee table. Space was an issue back then so they had not bought a dining table. In those days, Jiang Yishan loved devouring his takeouts while seated on the carpet.


    Qin Shaocheng went to the kitchen, washed his hands and carried out the bowls. By the time he returned, Jiang Yishan had opened a bottle of wine.


    ¡°Do you want any?¡± Jiang Yishan poured a small glass for Qin Shaocheng. ¡°Here, drink it. Just one is enough.¡±


    The hot dishes on the table was steaming while laughter filled the air from the television suspended on the wall. Jiang Yishan lifted his glass of wine and clinked it against the cup on the table, wishing, ¡°Happy Lunar New Year¡¯s Eve.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng did not make any move to pick up the glass. Jiang Yishan did not seem to mind it either. He drank everything in his glass.


    While eating, Jiang Yishan intentionally chewed a little longer before saying, ¡°Doesn¡¯t taste as good as before. I¡¯m losing my touch.¡°


    Qin Shaocheng buried his head in his meal.


    ¡°Would you like some fungus fried meat? It tastes the closest to the one I made before.¡±


    Only silence answered him.


    ¡°Nevermind then.¡± He drank another glass of wine.


    Fireworks were forbidden in the city this year. If it was not for the Spring Festival Gala showing on television, nobody would have known they were having a reunion dinner as they sat around the coffee table in silence. Qin Shaocheng was quick with his meal, and he soon put down his chopsticks.


    While staring at his empty bowl, Jiang Yishan asked, ¡°I¡¯ll go serve you a bowl of meat porridge with century eggs?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng got up to clear the table while Jiang Yishan lazily laid back against the base of the sofa. It was only after Qin Shaocheng disappeared into the kitchen that he withdrew his gaze, and quietly sighed to himself. ¡°He¡¯s ignoring me.¡±


    The Spring Festival Gala shows were horrible to watch, the dance shows they put on were too tacky and behind the times. Jiang Yishan roasted the show as he drank. Drinking with the boss and the investors all these years had trained him to become more tolerant with alcohol. Honestly, he hated drinking with a passion because back then, a spiked, strong alcoholic drink was the reason why his voice was ruined.


    He used to be excellent in singing, his voice pleasing to the ear. Unable to control himself, Jiang Yishan placed down the wine glass and hummed along to the music flowing from of the television, but by the time the chorus played, his voice no longer had the clean and pure tone like before. After singing two lines, Jiang Yishan laughed. ¡°Pooh.¡±


    He drank another glass, muttering to himself, ¡°I sound like dumb cymbals, horrid to the core.¡±


    It took Qin Shaocheng an hour to wash the dishes, similar to the time Jiang Yishan spent lazing around on the carpet.


    Having finished the bottle of wine, Jiang Yishan rested at the corner of the sofa, waiting for Qin Shaocheng to unwarningly appear and drive him out of the apartment. How he yearned for Qin Shaocheng to talk to him, even if all he did was curse at him out of anger.


    He missed him dearly and he admitted he was wrong.


    Yet, Qin Shaocheng ignored him, pretending as though he was nothing but air. Once he was done washing the dishes, he came out of the kitchen, heading to the balcony to put away the laundry. He then went to shower. Clambering up onto his feet from the carpet, Jiang Yishan staggered towards the bathroom door and gave it a knock.


    ¡°I want to use the bathroom.¡±


    This old place did not have a separate space for the shower, and even then, the bathroom was small and narrow. Back then, after installing the bathtub that Jiang Yishan had wanted, there was hardly any space left to place the toilet. The door soon opened and a steaming, misty and wet Qin Shaocheng stood at the door.


    With a faint smile, Jiang Yishan lowered his head. ¡°I lied. Honestly, I was bored to death because I couldn¡¯t see you.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s brows twisted into a knot again.


    Finally, he reacted. Jiang Yishan threw his arms around Qin Shaocheng¡¯s waist and held him close, feeling the warmth and inhaling the scent radiating and permeating off his body. He then softly said, ¡°Can we watch TV together, please?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng forcefully pulled Jiang Yishan¡¯s hands away from his body. ¡°Don¡¯t pretend to be drunk.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not drunk. I¡¯m good at drinking now!¡± Even when Jiang Yishan straightened up, he was still shorter than Qin Shaocheng by ten centimetres. ¡°Why don¡¯t we spend all night together to see the new year in?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng ignored him.


    ¡°Can you talk with me, please?¡± Jiang Yishan trailed after him. ¡°Shaocheng, please don¡¯t ignore me.¡±


    A soft ¡®Click!¡¯ sounded out in the air and Jiang Yishan was left outside the bedroom door.


    The world was quiet at last.


    Qin Shaocheng sat at the edge of his bed, switched on his cell phone to reply all the New Year¡¯s greetings he received one by one. His colleagues were all heckling him for a New Year¡¯s red packet, which Qin Shaocheng gave generously. Wei Feng soon gave him a call not even a minute later, and the first thing that came spouting out of his mouth was to ask, ¡°Jiang Yishan¡¯s at your place?!¡±


    ¡°How did you find out?¡±


    ¡°He uploaded a photo on Weibo.¡± There was an uncontrollable anger surging in Wei Feng¡¯s voice. ¡°Are you insane? You still care about him?! Did you forget about all those things he did?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was suddenly overcome with a splitting headache. He rubbed his temples and said, ¡°He came by himself.¡±


    Wei Feng cursed, ¡°What a fucking cockroach.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about it during New Year¡¯s.¡±


    Since Qin Shaocheng had put it like that, Wei Feng did not dare to say anything else apart from mumbling how wretched it was under his breath. The two of them exchanged new year blessings over the phone before ending the call.


    Leaning back against the bed, Qin Shaocheng pulled up Jiang Yishan¡¯s Weibo account.


    His newest post only contained a photo he shot of the reunion dinner they had on New Year¡¯s Eve. Just one look at the background, the coffee table and the familiar man on the carpet, and he could tell it was his home. The comments were in an absolute mess and all sorts of messages could be seen. A message that said, ¡°It¡¯s New Year¡¯s and you lot are still shitting on him so horridly, I finally laughed out loud in relief.¡± got honored as the top comment.


    Was his reputation this horrible now?


    Qin Shaocheng threw the phone away and plopped back on his bed. His mind wandering back to the time he had asked Jiang Yishan ¡°Why?¡± when they broke up.


    With a calm expression, Jiang Yishan explained that he wanted to become famous. He could not bear to part with the satisfaction of being loved and worshipped by an audience as a celebrity. He had explained that he loved the attention he was showered with and he could not stand being criticised and accused of being gay by the people. He had also said, he was willing to abandon everything for the time being to continue being a star.


    And yeah, the words he said, ¡°abandon everything for the time being¡±, was not enough to kill Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hope entirely. Instead, he still recklessly went to hopelessly entangle himself with Jiang Yishan after the breakup, utterly bewitched into being his secret lover for an entire year.


    Compliant and always at his beck and call.

 Chapter 3

    Jiang Yishan had stood outside the bedroom for a long time, continuously knocking on the door, but Qin Shaocheng still did not answer him.


    Seated on the floor, he attempted to call the other man¡¯s cell phone again and again. The old residence did not undergo much renovation so the door was not fitted properly on the floor, leaving a gap wide enough for the light inside to seep through. He was certain that Qin Shaocheng could see him sitting there outside his bedroom. As the heater in the living room was just switched off, it was only after a while that he suddenly felt cold all over. He let out a soft sneeze in response.


    He had to put on a little charade because he knew how soft-hearted Qin Shaocheng was towards him. Even though he did not like using that against the man, Qin Shaocheng did not want to have anything to do with him so he was running out of options. How he yearned to talk things out properly with Qin Shaocheng. Oh, how he yearned! He had thought about it for four straight years, but was not brave enough to ever come and genuinely see him even once.


    He knew very well that he was in the wrong.


    And so he sat there for more than an hour. Jiang Yishan tapped on the door with his fingers one by one. ¡°Shaocheng, I¡¯m freezing.¡±


    Again, only silence answered him. Qin Shaocheng was determined to ignore him to the very end. Guessing that the sympathy ploy was already useless to begin with, Jiang Yishan reassured himself that it was okay. He knew where the key to the bedroom was kept. Clambering up from the floor, Jiang Yishan found the key and opened the door successfully. He then entered the room before locking the door from the inside.


    He saw Qin Shaocheng lying on the bed.


    Walking over to him, Jiang Yishan asked, ¡°Are you really going to ignore me forever?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng ignored him in response.


    Jiang Yishan climbed into Qin Shaocheng¡¯s bed. He knelt down and began to strip himself.


    Qin Shaocheng could no longer bring himself to feign ignorance and pretend the other man did not exist anymore. He burst out loud in anger, ¡°What the hell are you doing?!¡±


    ¡°To have sex with you.¡° Since Jiang Yishan was not able to see the chill on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s face amidst the darkness, he let himself go completely. He flipped the blanket away and sat astride on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s waist, his entire weight pinning Qin Shaocheng down in his place as he went in for a kiss.


    ¡°JIANG YISHAN!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you want me anymore? Even after I laid myself bare to you? Didn¡¯t you like it best when I rode you back in those days?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was fully aware he should ignore him, but the words Jiang Yishan said could always poke at his weak spots. He grabbed Jiang Yishan¡¯s hand in a strong grip. Suppressing his anger, he muttered in a low voice, ¡°Get out.¡±


    ¡°Do you find me dirty?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Jiang Yishan halted in his tracks at once. He was freezing, but Qin Shaocheng¡¯s touch felt so warm on his wrist.


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll get off you. Can you let me go, please?¡± Jiang Yishan completely gave in.


    The hand that locked around his wrist in a strong grip loosened.


    At that very same moment, Jiang Yishan instead latched his hand onto Qin Shaocheng¡¯s wrist, pinning the man tenaciously under him.


    ¡°You!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m clean.¡± Jiang Yishan whispered, ¡°All these years, I had never held anyone else beside you. You know that I¡¯m not gay. You¡¯re the only one who has ever fucked me.¡±


    The immense rage surging from deep within Qin Shaocheng¡¯s heart did not get extinguished by his words.


    ¡°Can you please hold me closer? Please¡­ It was so cold sitting by the door.¡± Jiang Yishan held Qin Shaocheng¡¯s arms down as he trembled in distress. ¡°It¡¯s alright if you pretend I don¡¯t exist, or you don¡¯t talk to me at all, it¡¯s okay. Just please hold me close.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng really wanted to be crueler, but when Jiang Yishan closed in to kiss him, his face was stained with a trickle of icy cold, watery fluid.


    He¡¯s using his tears to trick me again.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s chest heaved up and down as he tightly clenched his fists. ¡°Get off me. I¡¯ll talk.¡±


    Upon noticing that Qin Shaocheng was not using his force anymore, he thrust his hand under the man¡¯s waistband to fondle Qin Shaocheng¡¯s member. ¡°I don¡¯t want to.¡±


    ¡°Jiang Yishan, that¡¯s enough!¡± Qin Shaocheng¡¯s pants became heavier by the second.


    ¡°Shaocheng, please hold me tight.¡± Jiang Yishan moved closer to Qin Shaocheng¡¯s ear. ¡°If you don¡¯t want to see my face, I won¡¯t switch on the light. You won¡¯t hear a sound coming from me.¡± With that said, Jiang Yishan dived down and wrapped his mouth around Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock.


    The moment Qin Shaocheng¡¯s length was engulfed by his hot mouth, his panting became more urgent, lasting for only several seconds, just so he could suppress a moan. It did not take long for his shaft to quickly harden and swell up in response. Jiang Yishan felt elated at the fact that Qin Shaocheng had yet to hate him to the point that he would not get excited because of him, but he was horrible in giving blowjobs. Based on their past experiences entangling together in bed, Qin Shaocheng was always the one taking the lead in sex. Besides, the sheer size of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock was astounding, and it would take a lot of effort to completely swallow it whole, let alone curling his tongue to lap the tip driven deep into his throat.


    As he clumsily toyed with the thick, bulging length with his tongue, he felt around the pockets of the clothes he had stripped out of earlier to dig out the lube and condoms. While sucking Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock, he prepared to spread his sensitive opening, lining it with lube. He had squeezed out too much lubricant, his actions emitting a slippery, squelching sound as he continually fingered himself. Embarrassed to the point that his entire body heated up, he had never been this wanton before. It was fortunate that the lights were switched off so neither of them could see anything in the dark.


    After his slippery entrance was able to swallow three fingers, he pulled a condom over Qin Shaocheng¡¯s erection. Holding himself above the man¡¯s waist, he then slowly lowered himself down onto the hot, hard length. The lube dripped from his tight channel, causing the tip of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shaft to keep sliding to the side. He tried again and again but to no avail, so he spoke up softly in frustration. ¡°Help me. Please.¡±


    ¡°Get off me.¡± Qin Shaocheng¡¯s voice no longer sounded as calm as before.


    With his teeth clenched, Jiang Yishan pressed the tip of the erection against his pursed hole, and sank down onto it. As the erection plunged halfway through his entrance, the pain that rippled through him was too agonsing to bear. A layer of sweat covered his forehead as he tried to force back the painful cries wriggling their way up his throat. Without paying any heed to Qin Shaocheng¡¯s attempt to stop him, Jiang Yishan forced himself to impale his ass back down to the very base of the other man¡¯s cock, the acute pain that ensued made his entire body tremble. ¡°It¡¯s all the way in¡­ Ahh¡­¡±


    A thin film of sweat formed on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s nose as his cock was being clamped by the tight channel.


    When Qin Shaocheng¡¯s panting reached Jiang Yishan¡¯s ears, Jiang Yishan began to slowly bounce up and down the hard shaft, moving his waist back and forth in a repeated undulating motion. The hardness of the thick monstrosity filled up his hole to the brim and every inch of the flesh within was completely stretched wide open. Trapped between the cold air and the painful sensation, he was at a loss as to what he should do to take the lead. When he rode the cock, allowing it to ravagedly loosen his hole, he did not find the sex pleasurable at all, his dick still limp.


    But he wanted so badly for Qin Shaocheng to feel good. There was a chance that if he did, he would then soften up and embrace him in the end.


    The childish and clumsy way Jiang Yishan took upon himself to pleasure Qin Shaocheng only served to cause the fire deep within his heart to burn more vigorously than ever. Even he himself could feel that his words held no weight in them. ¡°That¡¯s enough! Do you have any idea what you¡¯re like now?! Hurry up and get off me!¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Jiang Yishan wrapped his arms tightly around Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shoulders. ¡°Come on. Teach me how to move properly¡­ You¡¯re too big, your dick is hurting me¡­ I don¡¯t feel good at all¡­¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was engaged in a mental battle of his own.


    His mind was telling him not to fall for Jiang Yishan¡¯s lies yet his hands caressed Jiang Yishan¡¯s waist against his own will.


    Jiang Yishan hugged Qin Shaocheng even tigter. ¡°Shaocheng¡­¡± Holding in the pain, he tried his best to relax his tense muscles, allowing room for the cock to slide in even deeper. Pulling Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hand over, he placed it on his slightly distended belly. ¡°Here, touch it. You¡¯re so deep inside me.¡±


    Unable to restrain himself anymore, Qin Shaocheng latched his large hands onto Jiang Yishan¡¯s waist, thrusting into him with a powerful buck of his hips. The thick and hard cock was pounding away without mercy, reducing Jiang Yishan to tears in the midst of the pain. His wet, hot tears all rolled down onto Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shoulder.


    Here it comes. There he goes again! Consumed with rage, Qin Shaocheng shoved Jiang Yishan onto the bed, spread his legs wide open and slammed into him once more. Arms hooked around his neck, Jiang Yishan cried out, ¡°Gentler¡­¡±.


    Agitated, Qin Shaocheng harshly plunged his cock deep into his tight, clenching hole, continuing to ram into Jiang Yishan in an uncontrollable manner, over and over again.


    The pain Jiang Yishan felt in the beginning quickly subsided, and was replaced by a numbing wave of pleasure. At the point where he was fucked so deep that it hit that oh-so-sweet spot, Jiang Yishan could not hold back his moans any longer. ¡°Ahhh¡­ y-you¡¯re all the way in¡­ s-so deep, you¡¯re gonna break my ass¡­¡±


    Large droplets of sweat rolled down Qin Shaocheng¡¯s forehead. Despite wearing a condom, the tightened ring of muscles clamping down on his dick almost made him lose his mind. Jiang Yishan¡¯s entire body had gone limp, melting into a blissful pool. The overwhelming pleasure caused his whole body to quiver uncontrollably, both his hands clawing at Qin Shaocheng¡¯s back.


    His back reddened and burned in delicious pain, Qin Shaocheng grabbed Jiang Yishan by the ankles and harshly pressed his legs onto his chest, fucking him faster, deeper and harder than before. Lying on the bed on his back, Jiang Yishan¡¯s upper body writhed madly in response to his thrusts. Feeling that the channel clamping around his tip was starting to convulse rhythmically, he ruthlessly pounded into Jiang Yishan a couple of more times before pulling out completely the instant the tight ring of muscles twitched and quivered.


    Reduced to tears, Jiang Yishan sobbed as his abandoned entrance was itching with hunger, to the point where he was almost driven to the brink of madness during his orgasm. At that very instant, Qin Shaocheng slammed his cock into Jiang Yishan¡¯s needy, wet hole, filling up the empty void, waves of intense pleasure crashing through him, inciting screams of pure ecstasy to burst from his throat, his body arching as he climaxed.


    After he came, only the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh remained in the room as Qin Shaocheng continued thrusting unrelentingly. He continued boring into Jiang Yishan, who was incapable of doing anything else other than emit moans and cries of pleasure. After ramming away for more than one hundred times, he pulled out his cock, ripping off his condom in the process. Fisting his hand repeatedly down his cock, Qin Shaocheng finally emptied his hot sticky load onto Jiang Yishan¡¯s belly till the very last drop.


    Even when he regained his senses, Qin Shaocheng was still panting heavily. The more he listened to the teary sniffles Jiang Yishan made, the more frustrated he felt. He lost all desire to remain there even for a second, abandoning Jiang Yishan and went into the bathroom alone.

 Chapter 4

    Chapter 4


    In the bathroom, Qin Shaocheng lifted his wet forelocks, revealing his clean forehead. Hot water flowed down his firm muscles. His desire had not completely subsided. When he closed his eyes, he could picture the body of Jiang Yishan and hear his moans.


    Qin Shaocheng felt regret and hit the wall with his fist.


    After washing, he pushed the door open, and he saw Jiang Yishan standing outside with only a thin shirt on. Qin Shaocheng had a cold look on his face, but Jiang Yishan still hugged his shoulder and gave him a smile. ¡°Can you hold me?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng shrugged him off with a wave of his hand.


    ¡°You¡¯re still ignoring me?¡± Jiang Yishan frowned. ¡°Why won¡¯t you talk to me?¡±


    Jiang Yishan couldn¡¯t understand why Qin Shaocheng turned out like this. When he saw the hesitation and struggle in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyes, he thought he had a chance. However, all his buttering up didn¡¯t seem to yield even half the effect he wanted.


    He missed Qin Shaocheng so much. He wanted to talk to him and hug him. Jiang Yishan¡¯s heart was sour. In the past, Qin Shaocheng loved him very much [1]. Now, did he not like it when Jiang Yishan took the initiative?


    Did he not like it when he¡¯s wearing his shirt?


    Did he not like him anymore? [2]


    But he could not ask him these questions. At least, not now, when Qin Shaocheng was still angry.


    When Qin Shaocheng had to go, Jiang Yishan couldn¡¯t bear it. ¡°I know you¡¯re still angry with me, which is why you treat me like a stranger. But please, don¡¯t treat me as an enemy, okay?¡±


    Listening to him speak in a low voice, Qin Shaocheng¡¯s jaw tensed. ¡°What do you want?¡±


    ¡°I just want to see you and talk to you.¡±


    ¡°And then, what? Ask for money? Or let me intercede with the boss who offended you?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t have such intentions.¡± Jiang Yishan frowned.


    Qin Shaocheng said with exasperation, ¡°Jiang Yishan, you said the same thing four years ago.¡±


    ¡°I really don¡¯t!¡±


    Jiang Yishan was anxious. He made a lot of mistakes in the past, and now he wished that he could turn back the clock and set things right. He grabbed Qin Shaocheng¡¯s arm: ¡°I was wrong, I know this now. I really just want to see you. I miss you too much.¡±


    ¡°You missed me?¡± Qin Shaocheng sneered. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you miss me in the last two years?¡±


    ¡°I¡­¡±


    Qin Shaocheng turned to look at him. ¡°If you were not desperate and had nowhere else to go, would you have come back to me?¡±


    Jiang Yishan was tongue-tied. He had been preoccupied with how popular he was, and had no courage to come back even though he had thought about it. This time, because of the exposure of his sexuality and the collapse of the performing arts industry, the people around him left him. Only then did he realize how important Qin Shaocheng was to him.


    He felt guilty. Even now, he didn¡¯t have the face to apologize to Qin Shaocheng. He was afraid of seeing Qin Shaocheng¡¯s look of disgust if he came to say sorry.


    ¡°I know.¡± Jiang Yishan said. ¡°I know I was wrong¡­¡±


    Qin Shaocheng did not believe his words at all: ¡°Or did you hear that I was going back to the Qin family, so you were brazen? Want to coax me to help you pave the way again?¡±


    Jiang Yishen was stunned. ¡°What?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng pushed him. ¡°You quickly give me away.¡±


    ¡°You speak clearly. You want to go back?¡± Jiang Yishan pulled Qin Shaocheng back. ¡°You want to go back to the Qin family?¡±


    At this moment, Jiang Yishan panicked. He finally understood why Qin Shaocheng, a soft-hearted man, was so hard-hearted that he seemed to be a different person. What happened to his relationship with the Qin family was Jiang Yishan¡¯s fault. [3]


    ¡°I don¡¯t know anything!¡± Jiang Yishan firmly grasped Qin Shaocheng¡¯s wrist. ¡°I admit, I didn¡¯t say anything before to soften your heart! I just want¨CI swear, I had no idea you were going back.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyes were indifferent.


    Jiang Yishan broke out into cold sweat. He thought Qin Shaocheng must have misunderstood him. Qin Shaocheng must¡¯ve thought that he had come to seek peace because he knew he was going back. No, that¡¯s not it. Although he did not think of his lover until he had nothing, he also knew what he had done wrong these years. He only wanted to be with Qin Shaocheng again. He had no other intentions.


    Jiang Yishan panicked. ¡°I know I was wrong. Shaocheng, please, don¡¯t go.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t go?¡± Qin Shaocheng looked at him deeply. ¡°Don¡¯t you remember what you told me before?¡±


    Jiang Yishan turned pale.


    ¡°Do you really think that you have a dog?¡± Qin Shaocheng squeezed out the words through gritted teeth before walking to his bedroom.


    Jiang Yishan watched him walk away, but he still didn¡¯t have any courage to run after him.


    He and Qin Shaocheng first met at a party. At that time, Jiang Yishan had just joined a talent show and he was really famous. At the age of only seventeen or eighteen, he already looks good. Standing on the stage, he attracted a lot of people¡¯s attention.


    Qin Shaocheng fell in love with him at first sight.


    Jiang Yishan wasn¡¯t gay, so he didn¡¯t promise anything at first. However, the handsome and rich Qin Shaocheng relentlessly pursued him. Not to mention that Qin Shaocheng was really generous with his money. Jiang Yishan came from an ordinary working-class family. When he saw the blossoming world of the rich, he was almost tempted. His mind became uncertain. Not long after, he rolled in the sheets with Qin Shaocheng.


    After they got together, the Qin family strongly opposed it. Jiang Yishan had just gotten an invitation from a brokerage company. In order to stay with Jiang Yishan, Qin Shaocheng left home and came to A city with him.


    As Jiang Yishan officially entered the entertainment industry, he gradually found that it was much darker than he had imagined. He was a teenager with high self-esteem and a little arrogance. He offended many people, causing their hearts to turn black. Most of the people in the circle treat others according to their status and relationship with them [4]. Jiang Yishan¡¯s career development was very bad.


    On the contrary, Qin Shaocheng, a wealthy young master, patiently accompanied him through the difficult times. He did not forget to spoil him even when he was too busy in starting a company from scratch. It was then that Jiang Yishan really fell in love with him. The two were in a sweet relationship for nearly a year.


    Later, he became popular for guest appearances in a variety show. In the same night, he experienced the feeling of being hailed by thousands of people. His songs were all on the streets and lanes. The top singer with the greatest number of downloads in the ringtone list was his name for three months. The ensuing reputation and money he gained were inexhaustible.


    Jiang Yishan became reckless [5]. Qin Shaocheng had advised him to keep a low-profile at that time, but he was too impetuous to listen.


    Then someone took a picture of him and Qin Shaocheng kissing.


    He was really embarrassed. Just when he was willing to get everything he wanted, someone found out about his relationship [6].


    At the bar, he was forced to drink a strong liquor mix, which damaged his voice. The investor laughed at him and thought that he would have nothing to worry about since he was holding the thigh of a rich family. But what if he didn¡¯t have the backing of the young man at home?


    When the brokerage company found out that his voice was damaged, they advised him to either quit or break up with Qin Shaocheng as soon as possible. Because of the relationship with the Qin family, Qin Shaocheng would have nothing to lose.


    Jiang Yishan was blinded by vanity. Between his future and his lover, he chose the former.


    But with a few years of affection, how could breaking up be easy? Qin Shaocheng thought that Jiang Yishan was put in a terrible position and had to decide [7]. He couldn¡¯t be completely indifferent, so he tried to save it.


    Because of Jiang Yishan¡¯s bad voice, many singing programs were no longer available to him. He can only rely on spending money to make a profit. All his savings had been spent to buy photographs. He had to ask Qin Shaocheng for money.


    However, the popularity brought by the speculation of his sexuality was not enough to get him a lot of good resources. He began to be unsatisfied. He paid a lot of online ghostwriters to write the right black material about him so he can ride along the waves brought by the gossips [8]. Unfortunately, in doing so, he offended a background investor, and he had no choice but to think of the words of the investors who forced him to drink.


    Jiang Yishan finally committed a grave mistake.


    He asked Qin Shaocheng, who had broken off relations with his family, to go back and ask his family to lend him some resources to help him.


    He trampled his lover¡¯s self-esteem on the ground.


    Thinking in this place, Jiang Yishan, who was wearing only a thin shirt, shivered in the cold. Looking at the closed door again, he gnawed his fingers anxiously and recalled what Qin Shaocheng just said. He was really disappointed with himself.


    Jiang Yishan felt even colder at this point.


    The more ups and downs he had in the circle, the more he regretted not cherishing Qin Shaocheng¡¯s sincerity. He knew he was wrong, and it was hard for him to muster up the courage to make up for it. He came back with the hope that Qin Shaocheng would accept him. But he was too late. Qin Shaocheng was leaving.


    Jiang Yishan absentmindedly bit on his finger. He didn¡¯t even feel the pain. He kept thinking about Qin Shaocheng returning to his family. Once he returned, everything between them would be truly over. He wandered aimlessly around the room, looking across the bathroom and staring at the shower. He stepped forward and turned on the switch. The cold water pouring over him made him tremble.


    He had always been mean and selfish. As long as Qin Shaocheng had a soft heart, he would use it to death.

 Chapter 5

    Chapter 5


    It was sunny on the first day of the year.


    Qin Shaocheng got up and opened the door. He saw Jiang Yishan wrapped in thin clothes and huddled on the sofa.


    The heating in the living room wasn¡¯t turned on, so the temperature was very low. He thought the other party was still pretending to be pitiful, so he didn¡¯t pay him any attention. Qin Shaocheng had finished washing and eating breakfast, yet Jiang Yishan lay still and quietly.


    Unable to rest assured, Qin Shaocheng went over and heard Jiang Yishan breathing heavily. His cheeks were red, and his lips were pale and bloodless. He reached for his forehead and, aside from him having damp hair and a hot body temperature, he did not believe that such an adult as Jiang Yishan would not take care of his own body. It was obvious that this was intentional.


    Qin Shaocheng shook Jiang Yishan¡¯s shoulder angrily. ¡°Get up!¡±


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s temperature was so high that he woke up confused. When he opened his eyes and saw Qin Shaocheng, he was very happy inside. He took Qin Shaocheng¡¯s arm and with a hoarse voice, he said, ¡°Shaocheng¡­My head hurts so much¡­¡±


    Qin Shaocheng pulled the man up from the sofa and said in a cold voice, ¡°Change your clothes and go to the hospital. ¡°


    Being roughly pulled up by Qin Shaocheng, Jiang Yishan embraced Qin Shaocheng¡¯s waist: ¡°I will not go.¡±


    ¡°When are you going to stop making trouble?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m always like this. I have no one to take care of me when I go to the hospital. Only those who want to laugh at me would come to see me. Don¡¯t leave me alone to go to the hospital.¡± Jiang Yishan was so pitiful. ¡°Shaocheng, don¡¯t be so cruel.¡±


    Jiang Yishan was trying to manipulate him again. Qin Shaocheng felt even more disgusted with him.


    Jiang Yishan saw Qin Shaocheng looked impatient with no signs of going soft. His heart was stabbed again, and he said in a panic, ¡°I know I¡¯m self-willed and selfish. I just don¡¯t want you to go.¡±


    With his high fever, Jiang Yishan¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. Qin Shaocheng frowned at him.


    ¡°I don¡¯t want you to go, nor do I want to go to the hospital. I¡¯m not going anywhere.¡± Jiang Yishan, who couldn¡¯t think clearly with his fever, had some worries and held Qin Shaocheng¡¯s waist tightly. He refused to let go.


    He was distressed. Qin Shao Shaocheng knew he had a fever, but he didn¡¯t care. He didn¡¯t kiss him, he didn¡¯t hold him in his arms, he just wanted him gone.


    ¡°I¡¯m in pain. Please hug me¡­¡± Jiang Yishan begged sadly. ¡°I am so sad¡­¡±


    The cell phone rang in the room. Qin Shaocheng pulled the man off and threw him on the sofa. He went to the room and answered the call from his brother. His elder brother asked him, ¡°Why didn¡¯t you come back yesterday? Our parents had been waiting for you at home for a long time. ¡°


    ¡°The work just ended yesterday,¡± said Qin Shaocheng.


    The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, then asked, ¡°You didn¡¯t come back because you saw Jiang Yishan¡¯s accident?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°I told you before, when I advised you to go home, that Jiang Yishan a man of uncertain temperament and is easily tempted by the outside world. You¡¯ve seen what he has done over the years. His bad conduct and bad mentality are not suitable for you. ¡°


    ¡°I know.¡±


    ¡°Mom and Dad didn¡¯t agree with you when you were together. You know, come back as soon as possible.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng lowered his eyes. ¡°Brother, I know. I¡¯ll go back on the seventh day. Say Happy New Year to Mom and Dad for me.¡±


    ¡°When you come back, kneel down and talk to the elders.¡± His brother said before hanging up.


    Jiang Yishan, who was thrown on the sofa by Qin Shaocheng, squatted for a while. After his senses returned, he followed Qin Shaocheng into his bedroom. However, as he got up, he accidentally hit the tea table with his unstable legs. He could not ignore the pain when he heard the other party was leaving on the seventh day.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s eyes were red. He looked at Qin Shaocheng and murmured, ¡°You are leaving.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng put down his mobile phone.


    ¡°You really want to go back.¡± Jiang Yishan felt he had a splitting headache. His heart was thumping madly in his chest and he couldn¡¯t breathe. ¡°What do I have to do for you to not leave me? You once let me go so I could be a star. If I stop being a star now, would you stay?¡±


    He doesn¡¯t want to be a star anymore. He wanted to go back in time and let things return to how they used to be.


    Qin Shaocheng did not even glance at his sick appearance.


    Jiang Yishan, who had been repeatedly treated with indifference, can hardly keep his back straight. ¡°How can you do this to me¡­ You won¡¯t even listen to my explanation. I already know I was wrong.¡±


    ¡°What explanation?¡± Qin Shaocheng¡¯s face was of a rare angry look. ¡°If it hadn¡¯t been for your situation this time, would you have come back? Jiang Yishan, I¡¯ve been waiting for you here for four years and you never came back.¡±


    Jiang Yishan hung his head. ¡°It¡¯s my fault, I know. I know I was so, so wrong¡­¡±


    It was true that this accident completely woke him up, but he knew long before that he was wrong.


    His high fever, his congested breathing, and his madly beating heart made Jiang Yishan feel so much pain. He tried to come up with some excuses: ¡°I was a star when I graduated. At that time, so many people liked me. How could you expect me to just give it up?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was so annoyed that he lost his patience. He asked, ¡°So what do you want me to do? Forgive you, reconcile with you, continue to support you unconditionally, be your golden lover?¡±


    ¡°No, that¡¯s not it.¡± Jiang Yishan was discouraged. ¡°I¡¯m not asking you to help me. I only want you. I just want you to talk to me, to be with me. I want us together again. I don¡¯t want anything else anymore; I only want you.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng thought Jiang Yishan was unreasonable: ¡°Did I spoil you so much that you felt that, as long as you recognized you were wrong and came back to me, I would agree with you?¡±


    ¡°Shaocheng¡­ Don¡¯t say that¡­¡±


    Jiang Yishan knew that Qin Shaocheng was right. Qin Shaocheng used to spoil him a lot, so he thought he had a chance. Jiang Yishan knew it in his heart, but how could he admit it?


    In the past, Qin Shaocheng was already used to him being like this. How did he change?


    Jiang Yishan had wanted more from his relationship with Qin Shaocheng [1]. He wanted to be famous, but he also wanted Qin Shaocheng. He was reluctant to give up the former for the latter.


    But was it wrong to want fame?


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s head was in a mess and his words were reversed: ¡°I was so fixated on becoming popular, but in the end, I failed. Your family doesn¡¯t like me because of this. I realize it now, so I¡¯m giving it up.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s the relationship between my family¡¯s dislike for you with your popularity?¡± Qin Shaocheng said mercilessly. ¡°You weren¡¯t able to be popular because of yourself. You didn¡¯t want to offend your investors, so you listened to others¡¯ opinions and got your voice damaged. Afterwards, you wanted to rely on your looks to feed yourself, but you never even thought of honing your acting skills.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t have a choice¡­¡±


    ¡°Yeah, you couldn¡¯t buy fame without money, and you are nothing without fame. You say you can¡¯t get good scripts and good roles, but in reality, you¡¯d only participate in shows that were over-hyped. It¡¯s always all about the money for you.


    ¡°Then, there are all those bad dramas that get famous quickly but are made crudely. Which investor or director would want you? No one wants to help you after your accident. You just want to do what you usually do¨Csuppress your peers, buy black material, and grab resources. Who would dare want to be friends with you?¡±


    Jiang Yishan had heard these words before, and he knew that he couldn¡¯t do anything. He had lost his mind in his reluctance to let go of the superficial world of the entertainment industry. However, when Qin Shaocheng said it himself, it felt like being skinned alive, leaving him breathless and aching.


    ¡°My family doesn¡¯t like you. It has nothing to do with whether you are commoner or a star. They are not bored enough to interfere in your career. If you want me to go against them again [2], do you think we could even last for a few months together in City A?¡±


    Jiang Yishan froze in place. He had always thought that he was depressed because of the Qin family. At that time, the brokerage company advised him to break up with Qin Shaocheng. They all accused him of luring away Qin Shaocheng, and even told him that the Qin family would not let him go.


    Now it seemed that it was his fault all along. He easily believed in what other people say. He was so shallow that all he ever thought of was how he could gain from something. There was nothing else to think about.


    Jiang Yishan was simply too stupid.


    ¡°My family said you were too young and uncertain. I used to think it wasn¡¯t a big deal. When you grow up, you¡¯ll understand.¡±


    But the result was that his family had been right. Qin Shaocheng was extremely disappointed. ¡°You are too arrogant and impatient. You can never change.¡±


    ¡°Stop talking¡­¡± Jiang Yishan shivered from the cold, and when he breathed, the hot temperature burned in his mouth and nose, making it painful. ¡°Please¡­ Stop talking.¡±


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s tears rolled in his eyes. Biting his lip, he wanted to hold back his emotions. He didn¡¯t want Qin Shaocheng to think that he was pretending to be miserable again, but his tears still flowed.


    He can listen to whoever says these things, and he can take any criticism. But if it was Qin Shaocheng, who, once, would never say these kind of things to him¡­


    It was really different.


    The pain made him want to die.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s brain was burned by Qin Shaocheng¡¯s words. He said intermittently, ¡°I¡¯ve always wanted to¡­ I¡¯ve always wanted to be a little more. If I were famous, I¡¯d have the courage to come back to you¡­¡±


    He thought it was because of others, but he never thought it was his own problem.


    Because of the attitude of the Qin family, he wanted to be popular so he can feel relief. He had always relied on this mindset. Now, he realized that the Qin family did not look down on his profession but on himself, and he had done so many wrong things.


    He was laughed at by the whole network group, abandoned by the company, and the investor withdrew his capital. The breach of contract had emptied his property. If he had not kept the key to the house, he would not have even lived there. He had received retribution.


    But Qin Shaocheng still had to go, and this hit him too hard.


    Jiang Yishan felt his vision darkening before his eyes. Coughing, he said foolishly, ¡°You¡¯re leaving. You don¡¯t want me anymore¡­ Cough.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng wanted to say something, but after seeing Jiang Yishan bleeding from his nose, his expression changed.

 Chapter 6

    Chapter 6


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s nose bled more as he talked. He didn¡¯t understand what had happened. He was coughing so hard that he couldn¡¯t stand up. He felt dizzy, so he lowered his head as he wiped his nose, but doing so made him smear the blood everywhere.


    Qin Shaocheng stepped forward and picked him up.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s brain couldn¡¯t keep up with what was happening until Qin Shaocheng put him on the bed and stuffed him into the quilt. When Qin Shaocheng was about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed his clothes and cried, ¡°Don¡¯t go, Shaocheng¡­ Don¡¯t go¡­¡±


    ¡°Let go first.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t go. Don¡¯t leave me¡­¡± Jiang Yishan¡¯s voice broke as he held Qin Shaocheng to death. He cried and begged, ¡°I know I was wrong. I know you¡¯re disappointed with me. Don¡¯t go, will you?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was distressed to see him like this. ¡°I¡¯m going to get a towel.¡±


    Jiang Yishan laid in bed and could not hear anything. He was exhausted, and his body hurt everywhere. He held Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hand and cried, begging him not to go before falling asleep.


    With the fever, confusion, mental strain, and how tired Jiang Yishan felt, his body could no longer take it.


    While half asleep and half awake, he recalled the years from when he was only eighteen until he was twenty-four. He thought of his youth and success, of his short-lived fame, and of him, who is now no more but a lost dog.


    He wondered what he would do if he were to live his life all over again.


    When Jiang Yishan woke up, he felt that everything that had happened was merely a dream. He looked out the window and saw the sun shining, and at this moment, it felt like he was separated from the rest of the world.


    There was no one in the room. He laid in bed for a while and didn¡¯t hear Qin Shaocheng¡¯s voice. The whole room was so eerily quiet it made him terrified. He was eager to get up from bed, but he didn¡¯t have any strength to lift himself up.


    The consequences of taking a cold shower last night were soon revealed. His body ached in different places and his headaches came in bursts. It took him half a day to get out of bed.


    There was no one in the house.


    He dragged his feeble legs to the study, pushed open the door and saw only a few books on the bookshelf and a desk that was soon gathering dust. He finally believed that Qin Shaocheng was going to leave. He had already prepared in advance.


    The key to the door lock wasn¡¯t changed because it didn¡¯t matter. It had been four years, and no one would wait for that long.


    Qin Shaocheng had really given up on him.


    Jiang Yishan went to the chair in the study and sat down, hunched over. The glare of the sun made him dark and desperate.


    He thought of the Qin Shaocheng of the past, who used to be so gentle, then he thought of the present Qin Shaocheng, who was now indifferent. After the seventh day of the month, Jiang Yishan would no longer have Qin Shaocheng, who both loved and hated him, by his side.


    He had lost him.


    Jiang Yishan finally understood the bittersweetness and emptiness of waking up from Nanke¡¯s dream. [1]


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s heart felt so heavy that he couldn¡¯t breathe. He covered his eyes, but he couldn¡¯t stop crying. He didn¡¯t want to be useless, but he was so sad. At least, there was no one else in the room; no one would be disgusted by his tears.


    And so, he cried and cried.


    ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Jiang Yishan turned his head in disbelief.


    Qin Shaocheng stood at the door of his study, wearing an overcoat and holding a newly bought medicine in his hand.


    Jiang Yishan had been crying so hard that he couldn¡¯t hold back his tears. ¡°Didn¡¯t you leave? I thought you had changed the date of your flight¡­¡± [2]


    Qin Shaosheng said coldly, ¡°It¡¯s bad luck to change the date during Chinese New Year.¡±


    Jiang Yishan narrowed his eyes.


    Qin Shaocheng hung his overcoat on the hanger and said, ¡°Come out for dinner and take some medicine afterwards.¡±


    Jiang Yishan didn¡¯t fight again this time. He followed Qin Shaosheng, and after breakfast he took the medicine obediently. Throughout the whole process, his head hung low and his eyes were red and swollen. After that, Qin Shaocheng told him to go lie down on the bed.


    Qin Shaocheng opened his cell phone and looked at the time. ¡°If the fever does not subside by afternoon, I will take you to the hospital.¡±


    Jiang Yishan covered himself with the quilt and nodded silently.


    Considering Jiang Yishan¡¯s current situation, Qin Shaocheng thought for a moment then asked, ¡°Do you know a doctor?¡±


    Jiang Yishan replied, ¡°I have Dr. Liu¡¯s number in my phone.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng went to the living room and found a dead cell phone in the crack of the sofa. He went back to his bedroom and charged it. As it turned on, it asked for a password. Qin Shaocheng subconsciously inputted his birthday. The mobile phone was unlocked.


    Qin Shaocheng looked at Jiang Yishan, who had fallen asleep under the effect of the medicine. His face was indeed a little pitiful. He had tears on his eyelashes and some unwiped blood on his nose.


    Qin Shaocheng put his mobile phone on silent then walked out of the bedroom.


    Having exhausted all his strength, Jiang Yishan laid in bed all morning. At noon, Qin Shaocheng went into the room to touch his forehead. It wasn¡¯t as hot as it was earlier, so he woke him up to eat.


    Jiang Yishan woke up a little confused and he sat on the bed absentmindedly.


    Qin Shaocheng frowned. ¡°Hurry up and get dressed.¡±


    Jiang Yishan changed into clean clothes. The clothes were all Qin Shaosheng¡¯s. The clothes were too big on him, and the sleeves of the sweater were too long. He raised his head and thought of asking Qin Shaocheng to help him roll up his sleeves, but he gave up on that and instead rolled them up himself.


    Before eating, Qin Shaocheng handed him a cup of water. ¡°Drink water first.¡±


    Jiang Yishan drank it. Then, he ate the chicken porridge in front of him without saying a word. He just had a fever, so everything he ate was tasteless. He used to be so coquettish that Qin Shaocheng had to coax him to eat. Now, he couldn¡¯t dare to it.


    After lunch, he sat on the sofa, looking like a delicate, silent doll, bowing his head and playing with a thermometer. The air conditioning and heating in the living room were good, but after a while, Jiang Yishan felt hot and sweaty. After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Qin Shaocheng saw him wipe the sweat on his neck, so he asked him to take his medicine and go back to bed.


    Qin Shaocheng knew that Jiang Yishan hated the heat. He thought that Jiang Yishan would make trouble again. However, he did not expect that the other party would obey him easily. Qin Shaocheng was relieved.


    Qin Shaocheng took Jiang Yishan¡¯s temperature again after dinner. It had went down, so Jiang Yishan should be able to sleep well.


    In the evening, Qin Shaocheng laid on the sofa in the living room and looked at his mobile phone.


    Jiang Yishan, who had taken medicine, came up to him in his pajamas and asked, ¡°Can we talk about it?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng did not look at him. ¡°Tomorrow.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve thought about what you said this morning, and I¡¯ve figured it all out. You were right and I was wrong.¡± Jiang Yishan bowed his head. ¡°You don¡¯t even want to see me again.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng did not answer.


    Jiang Yishan bit his lip. ¡°But¡­ would you be okay in being sex friends?¡±


    Unlike last night, when it was dark, the chandelier in the living room was overhead today, illuminating everything clearly. Jiang Yishan blushed as if he still had a fever and stuttered. ¡°Just for the next few days. It will all be over after the seventh.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was incredulous. ¡°Did you burn your brain?¡±


    ¡°I just want to spend the year with you.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng refused directly. ¡°You are leaving tomorrow.¡±


    Jiang Yishan dared not say any nonsense that he wouldn¡¯t go. He was afraid that Qin Shaocheng would make him leave right then if he got angry. Yet, he boldly climbed onto the sofa and said, ¡°How do you want to do it? I can learn it for you.¡±


    ¡°Can¡¯t you understand me!?¡±


    Jiang Yishan took off his pajamas in front of him. He didn¡¯t feel that cold with the heating on, but it was still a bit cold. Without saying any more, he hugged him, and sat down on Qin Shaocheng with his legs apart.


    Qin Shaocheng was annoyed when he thought about last night¡¯s incident. ¡°Get off me!¡±


    ¡°I mean it.¡± Jiang Yishan looked at Qin Shaocheng. ¡°You can do whatever you want.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng breathed for a moment. At this moment, Jiang Yi Shan was very like their first meeting. His eyes were clear. The memory overlapping, Qin Shaocheng inevitably trembled.


    ¡°I think I¡¯m the only one you like.¡± Jiang Yishan led Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hands towards his body. ¡°I am still suffering from a low fever¡­ It¡¯s very hot inside¡­ Would you like to try?¡±

 Chapter 7

    Chapter 7 (H)


    Qin Shaocheng grasped his hand, gritted his teeth and said, ¡°Get off me.¡±


    Jiang Yishan saw the hesitation and resistance in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyes, so he quickly went for his pajamas. He could already feel Qin Shaocheng¡¯s erection. Qin Shaocheng may not want to see him, but his body would still respond to him. Thinking of this, Jiang Yishan took the initiative. He pulled down Qin Shaocheng¡¯s pajamas and lowered his head to lick his cock.


    It was so hot. Qin Shaocheng clenched his hand into a fist when Jiang Yishan¡¯s mouth enveloped his cock. He stared at the man¡¯s spine showing through his skin as he bent down. His skin was very white and his muscles were thin. Jiang Yishan was skinny and still unwell, but Qin Shaocheng only found this scene extremely sick and beautiful.


    He wanted to ravage this fragile man, but he also wanted to hold him in the arms of love.


    When Jiang Yishan¡¯s hot tongue started licking him, all the reason in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s brain disappeared. On the edge of losing control, he pushed Jiang Yishan¡¯s shoulder away.


    ¡°Is it uncomfortable? Did I bite you again?¡± Jiang Yishan put out his tongue to lick at the slit on top of the cock and then bored into it.


    At that moment, Qin Shaosheng felt he was about to come.


    He gasped, annoyed that he was easily aroused by the man¡¯s desire. He angrily grasped Jiang Yishan¡¯s arm and pulled him away.


    Jiang Yishan wouldn¡¯t surrender and tried to stir him up. ¡°Shaocheng¡­ I will learn¡­ I¡¯ll only use my tongue this time¡­¡±


    The erotic image of Jiang Yishan licking the tip of his cock instantly flashed in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s mind. His anger and desire accumulated to the point of explosion. He pulled Jiang Yishan to his lap, seized his wrist and twisted his right arm behind his back. Using his left leg, he restrained Jiang Yishan from squirming. He raised his left hand and landed a heavy spank on Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass.


    He was so strong that a palm print soon appeared on Jiang Yishan¡¯s asscheeks.


    ¡°!¡± Jiang Yishan was struck dumb by the sudden slap.


    Pa!


    Another spank.


    Jiang Yishan was ashamed and afraid. ¡°Shaocheng¡­¡±


    The soft white asscheek was printed with red palm prints, and everytime Qin Shaocheng smacked it, Jiang Yishan¡¯s hips would sway. Qin Shaocheng¡¯s desire was terrible. He raised his left hand and hit it again.


    It landed heavier this time. The sound of the slap loud and clear.


    Jiang Yishan shrank from the pain. ¡°I¡¯m wrong. Don¡¯t fight¨Cah!¡±


    The beating did not stop for mercy, but grew heavier and stronger. Jiang Yishan could only hear the sound from behind him. Being fixed in place, unable to move, he could not see Qin Shaocheng¡¯s expression. He could only endure the painful spanking. Qin Shaocheng was beating him so hard, he couldn¡¯t bear it and started squirming away. ¡°It hurts. I was wrong!¡±


    Qin Shaocheng tightened his hold on Jiang Yishan¡¯s hand. The soft and smooth buttocks became red, swollen and hot. He gazed at the beaten asscheeks that looked like peaches as his palm brushed over it


    Qin Shaocheng suppressed his carnal thoughts and said in a cold voice: ¡°Would you stop disturbing me now?¡±


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s eyelashes had tears clinging to them from when he cried out in pain. ¡°I was wrong¡­ I won¡¯t bother you anymore.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng, however, was reluctant to part from the ass that he made red and swollen. He spread his fingers and gently squished the trembling bottom. The soft pink flesh was stuck in the finger seams, and it felt excellent [1].


    He seized one cheek and squeezed it a few times.


    After being slapped, Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass felt hot. Now, having his butt fondled, his whole temperature rose. The constant caresses also made his cock rise. Lost in desire, Jiang Yishan started rubbing his dick against Qin Shaocheng¡¯s leg. He muttered indistinctly, ¡°Shaocheng¡­¡±


    When a touch flitted over Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock, he broke out of his stupor. Realizing what he had just been doing, there was a moment of regret on his face. He smacked those bouncy asscheeks, and his voice dropped an octave as he said: ¡°You never learn.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng beat him without holding back. Jiang Yishan, only feeling pain, didn¡¯t hear the deep desire in his tone.


    The spanking got faster. The pain of the previous slap had not yet subsided when Jiang Yishan got smacked again. Crying and struggling was useless. Qin Shaocheng was determined to break his ass. Having his ass spanked in succession made him numb from the pain. Jiang Yishan cried for mercy.


    Struggling, Qin Shaocheng took a picture of Jiang Yishan¡¯s balls hanging between his legs. Jiang Yishan cried weakly. His legs were shaking, and Qin Shaocheng saw that his toes were curled up.


    Qin Shaocheng didn¡¯t say anything as he took another shot from a different angle.


    ¡°No, don¡¯t do that!¡± Jiang Yishan struggled to get away, but Qin Shaocheng did his best to restrain him. Several times during the struggle, Qin Shaocheng almost brushed Jiang Yishan¡¯s cock; it was as hard as red iron. He didn¡¯t pay attention to it. He only watched from behind and spanked him so hard that one¡¯s scalp could turn numb from the pain.


    Shame, pain and pleasure were combined.


    Jiang Yishan, who was unable to escape no matter how hard he tried, was now sweating all over. While he was spanked, his balls would also get hit. It was painful, but oddly, it was also refreshing. His cock got erect on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s leg, and his pajamas were wet from precum. He wanted to twist his ass away a little, but as he did, his pajamas rubbed the head of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock. Qin Shaocheng landed another slap on his butt. Stimulated back and forth, Jiang Yishan screamed into Qin Shaocheng¡¯s leg.


    Qin Shaocheng stared at his trembling buttocks and finally stopped beating him.


    His ugly desire was unreservedly exposed to the eyes of his opponent, and he could only retaliate by smacking him. Jiang Yishan cried out, his heart sinking. He was afraid that crying would annoy Qin Shaocheng. He dared not turn around; he bit the quilt and sobbed quietly. His shoulders trembled as he cried.


    The room was quiet; only the sound of Jiang Yishan¡¯s muffled cries could be heard.


    Qin Shaocheng swallowed, his Adam¡¯s apple bobbing in his throat. He loosened his shackles on Jiang Yishan¡¯s hands and feet and murmured, ¡°Get off.¡±


    Jiang Yishan wiped his tears. When he got up, he saw the stain he left on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s trousers. His shame reached its peak. He dared not touch his painful buttocks. He knelt on the sofa bed and looked red-eyed at Qin Shaocheng.


    ¡°Get out of the room. I don¡¯t want to see you.¡±


    Apart from the breakup, this is the second time Qin Shaocheng told him to leave. He initially thought that he could embrace the idea of having Qin Shaocheng spank him, but it was all shattered into pieces when met with his cold gaze.


    He put on his pajamas and with his head drooping, he went to the bathroom.


    Actually, his fever had not yet abated. He felt very uncomfortable, and now his ass was sore from the beating. Not to mention he even made a mess on Qin Shaocheng; it was so shameful. Afterwards, there was no embrace, no gentle comfort, nothing. His ass hurt so much that he couldn¡¯t turn over to sleep. He laid on the bed. Jiang Yishan buried his face in the pillow before he allowed himself to cry.


    He already realized he was wrong and even tried pleasing Qin Shaocheng. Why couldn¡¯t he move him even just a little?


    In the living room. Qin Shaosheng reclined on the couch for a long time before his desires calmed down. He looked at the time on his cell phone. His first thought was whether Jiang Yishan had taken antipyretics before he finished his meal. He went to the bathroom impatiently and washed his face with cold water. Then he thought of Jiang Yishan¡¯s poor appearance.


    Turning on the faucet, he threw the towel into the sink, soaking it completely. hen wringed it dry and hanged it on the wall. He took a spray-on medicine [2] from the cupboard in the living room before going into the bedroom.


    The bedside lamp was turned on, and Jiang Yishan was sleeping on the bed. Qin Shaocheng went over and saw the medicine which had been unpacked on the bedside cabinet. This medicine had a helpful sleeping effect. Jiang Yishan had a fever when taking this medicine; he should be sleeping for a whole day.


    Qin Shaocheng lifted the quilt, sprayed the medicine on his hand and rubbed it between his palms before applying it on Jiang Yishan¡¯s red buttocks. Jiang Yishan shrank in pain while asleep and hummed in a low voice. Qin Shaocheng¡¯s movements turned slightly lighter.


    After putting on the medicine, he covered the quilt and turned off the lamp. In the darkness, he heard Jiang Yishan murmuring in a very low voice: ¡°Hug¡­¡±


    Qin Shaocheng rushed out of the bedroom and closed the door.

 Chapter 8

    Chapter 8 (HH)


    After putting the spray away, Qin Shaocheng laid down wearily.


    He didn¡¯t sleep well these past two days. Jiang Yishan¡¯s influence was deeper than he thought. He really regretted not changing the lock. The reason for it, at first, was that he had a slight fantasy, but then year after year of disappointment made him understand that it was all just a silly dream. With the company on the right track, his whole mind was on work. And having more contact with his family remedied his relationship with them, making firm his determination to leave A city. He didn¡¯t bother changing the lock anymore.


    It simply didn¡¯t matter.


    He had long foreseen that, with Jiang Yishan¡¯s character, it would take breaking his head and making him bleed before he¡¯d wake up. Jiang Yishan had always been a vain and impetuous man. He knew it from the beginning.


    But even though he knew, he still ignored it. When Jiang Yishan heard that Qin Shaocheng was the young master of the Qin family, he stared at him with wide eyes and muttered about what it was like. Qin Shaocheng would usually give a vague response, not caring about what he¡¯d say. Yet, when faced with Jiang Yishan, he can¡¯t help but think more about his words. Jiang Yishan, on the other hand, thought he was quite good at acting. Whenever he received expensive gifts, he¡¯d pretend that he can¡¯t bear to receive them, but after a while, he¡¯d secretly go to a corner and look at them giddily.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s character could be seen at a glance. He was foolish, but he was also very cute and coquettish.


    Qin Shaocheng loved him very much at that time. Jiang Yishan¡¯s shortcomings and capriciousness were normal in a young man, so he accepted it. Besides, he had the ability and financial resources to satisfy him, so he never thought of stopping him. His relatives and friends had told him that this would destroy Jiang Yishan. He listened to them and thought about it, but in the face of Jiang Yishan¡¯s repeated requests, he was always reluctant to refuse. He thought that Jiang Yishan would change eventually.


    It was only after Jiang Yishan said goodbye did he realize how much he had spoiled him.


    It was his unconditional indulgence that made Jiang Yishan become more and more demanding, increasing his vanity. Then, Jiang Yishan got eroded by the false flashiness of the entertainment circle. Qin Shaocheng thought Jiang Yishan would come back to him after suffering a big loss. But then, Jiang Yishan asked him to return to the Qin family. It was then that Qin Shaocheng finally realized how much his lover had been drawn to the likes of those in the entertainment circle, making him lust after the fortune of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s family.


    Jiang Yishan had changed into a hypocrite who was too attached to worldly things. Sincerity was dispensable for him.


    As Qin Shaocheng slept, the scene of when he first met Jiang Yishan played in a loop.


    Jiang Yishan, who was only seventeen or eighteen back then, was beautiful and young. He stood on the stage with great vigor, curled his lips in a smile, and his eyes were brimming with the freshness and vitality of his youth. Qin Shaocheng¡¯s heart still beat for him. As long as Jiang Yishan was there, it will come to the fore.


    Also, that Christmas, Jiang Yishan, who was lying on the bed in the hotel suite, was extremely shy. He gripped the sheet with both hands uneasily. He was nervous, yet he tried to open his body for him. He was innocent and attractive on the bed, like a forbidden fruit that draws people in.


    Like last night, Jiang Yishan, naked and tender, sat on top of him.


    Qin Shaocheng felt hot and dry all over his body. Jiang Yishan had a pink ass and a red tongue. The inside of his mouth was so hot from the fever it was scalding¡­ As he dreamt, the more real it felt. It¡¯s like someone was really licking his cock.


    Qin Shaocheng opened his eyes violently. He lifted the quilt and saw Jiang Yishan sucking on his cock between his legs.


    ¡°What are you doing!¡±


    Jiang Yishan stubbornly stayed on his lap. ¡°Comfortable? I used my tongue this time. You should be comfortable without my teeth touching.¡±


    The ferocious sex organ was facing Jiang Yishan¡¯s face. Qin Shaocheng pressed down the picture in his mind.


    Outside the window, the sky was bright. It should be just after six o¡¯clock.


    Jiang Yishan was wearing pajamas. He bowed his head and said, ¡°Are you going to drive me away at dawn? Would you like to have a try before you leave?¡± His head must¡¯ve been broken. ¡°I¡¯ll learn how to make you comfortable. Can you stop driving me away?¡±


    Blue veins protrude on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s forehead. ¡°You¨C¡±


    Jiang Yishan bent down again and licked the hard giant, bit by bit, like it was some kind of ice cream. His saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth and unto the cock. With his tongue, he smeared it all over the burning rod.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s mind was in a mess. Actually, even if Jiang Yishan did nothing, or was stupid enough to knock his teeth on his dick, Qin Shaocheng would not soften.


    As long as it was Jiang Yishan, it was so easy to arouse him.


    Jiang Yishan licked around the pillar for a while before swallowing the whole meat stick. His mouth was stretched to the max, and the huge head of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s dick was bulging at his throat. He endured the feeling of nausea and swallowed it deeper.


    Jiang Yishan heard Qin Shaocheng¡¯s soothing sigh, and his heart was somewhat confident. He wanted Qin Shaocheng to feel more pleasure. He deliberately withstood the nausea when the cock pushed deeper into his throat. He rocked his head back and forth and huffed and puffed, imitating the movements during sex.


    Qin Shaocheng could not resist it any more. Holding the back of Jiang Yishan¡¯s head, he thrust deeper into his throat. He was anxious for release. He grabbed Jiang Yishan¡¯s hair and started fucking into his mouth, unconciously using him to vent his desire. Qin Shaocheng gripped the back of Jiang Yishan¡¯s head to prevent him from escaping.


    The dick went to the deepest part of the throat. It swelled, stretching the throat further, and with a tremble, it shot out.


    Jiang Yishan coughed after Qin Shaocheng loosened him. White cum trickled down the corners of his mouth.


    Qin Shaosheng raised his chin.


    Jiang Yishan swallowed most of the cum. In the dark room, his eyes were very bright. ¡°Are you comfortable?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng subconsciously thought that Jiang Yishan deliberately pretended to not know just to taunt him. He knew what he liked best.


    But even with this warning, Qin Shaocheng couldn¡¯t hold back. He liked it too much.


    Jiang Yishan wiped the cum from his mouth. ¡°You are comfortable.¡± And after some thought, he added. ¡°If it feels good, don¡¯t push me away.¡±


    He unbuttoned his pajamas. ¡°I¡¯ll show you what I can do. Don¡¯t drive me away.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng stared at him, his eyes deep like the sea.


    Jiang Yishan wanted to kiss his chin but was blocked by Qin Shaocheng¡¯s arm.


    ¡°On your front.¡± Qin Shaocheng commanded.


    The obedient Jiang Yishan immediately took off the rest of his pajamas and laid in front of Qin Shaosheng. He knelt, raised his buttocks high, and shivered when Qin Shaocheng touched his injured buttocks. As he expected, Qin Shaocheng fucked him right away without preparation. It was a good thing Jiang Yishan had prepared in advance, yet he still gritted his teeth from the pain of being penetrated. He was sweating all over. As he was about to shout out Qin Shaocheng¡¯s name, the man covered his mouth.


    Qin Shaocheng whispered right next to his ear. ¡°Be quiet.¡±


    Jiang Yishan had to cover his mouth as he clamped on the weapon. He lowered his waist and swayed his hips to cater to Qin Shaocheng¡¯s desire. Qin Shaocheng was hot all over. He plunged deeper and enjoyed the tightness around his cock. His strong hips kept thrusting forward. Sheer one-sided pleasure.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s rough actions made Jiang Yishan hard. His semi-hard cock swayed between his legs. He wanted to bear it. He didn¡¯t want to hear Qin Shaocheng tell him to get lost again.


    Qin Shaocheng closed his eyes and moved mechanically. Jiang Yishan was so tight and soft inside, but Qin Shaocheng always felt that something was off. He grabbed Jiang Yishan by the waist and fucked him harder. He could hear the man¡¯s muffled moans when he accidentally hit his sensitive point.

 Chapter 9.1

    Chapter 9.1 (HHH)


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hands held onto Jiang Yishan¡¯s flexible waist as his hips rammed into him. Jiang Yishan let out a few suppressed moans, making the man¡¯s cock inside him as hard as iron.


    It felt so intense that Qin Shaocheng thought he must be dreaming.


    The soft slippery hole was squeezing the cock so hard as it tried to please it. The cock became more swollen, further stretching the ass and reaching deeper. Although Qin Shaocheng was angry, he couldn¡¯t decide whether he should resist Jiang Yishan or just give in and drill his unsatisfactory cave with his cock.


    Jiang Yishan was sweating all over. He lied pliant on the sofa as he allowed himself to take in everything.


    Qin Shaosheng grasped Jiang Yishan¡¯s cock, but not so he could give him comfort from the pleasure. He ruthlessly rubbed his thumb over the head of Jiang Yishan¡¯s cock, and when Jiang Yishan was shaking all over, he pressed on the man¡¯s slit


    Stimulated by this, Jiang Yishan forgot Qin Shaocheng¡¯s request and begged, ¡°No¡­¡±


    ¡°No? Fine,¡± Qin Shaocheng loosened his hand and immediately pulled out his dick.


    ¡°No! No, that¡¯s not what I meant.¡± Jiang Yishan grabbed Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hips and directed it towards him. He inserted Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock back into his ass. He turned his head and, biting his lip, he said, ¡°I¡­ I want to¡­¡±


    Qin Shaocheng looked down at Jiang Yishan. ¡°Did I let you talk?¡±


    Jiang Yishan covered his mouth again and looked at Qin Shaocheng with a pair of bright and wet eyes. He shook his buttocks to make Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock go deeper.


    Qin Shaocheng stared at the dimples on Jiang Yishan¡¯s back as he started another round of thrusting. He held Jiang Yishan¡¯s cock again and rubbed his thumb over the sensitive head, blocking the slit when Jiang Yishan was about to cum.


    Jiang Yishan was trembling on the sofa.


    His ass was endlessly being wrecked. His cock was stimulated so much it hurt, and he couldn¡¯t release himself from the pain. Qin Shaocheng didn¡¯t know how long he had been doing it from behind. His consciousness gradually collapsed, and the overwhelming pleasure spread throughout his entire body. Occasionally, a few vague sobs would escape from Jiang Yishan and reach Qin Shaocheng¡¯s ears, spurring him on.


    Under the endless manhandling, Jiang Yishan¡¯s complexion turned red. His lower body seemed broken. He didn¡¯t know when Qin Shaocheng would stop. When he finally couldn¡¯t take it, he tried to squirm away from the person locking him in place.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s veins burst out. He grabbed Jiang Yishan¡¯s calf and dragged him back.


    Without waiting for Jiang Yishan to beg for mercy, he flipped him over and started fucking him from the front. This position made him reach depths he hadn¡¯t fucked before, thoroughly breaking Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass. Jiang Yishan felt cold and uncomfortable. Lying under Qin Shaocheng reduced him into a puddle of whimpers and tears.


    He was tormented by desire and couldn¡¯t stop crying. He pleaded, ¡°Shaocheng, please¡­¡±


    The rest of his words had not yet been spoken when Qin Shaocheng made him feel such mind-numbing pleasure that spread throughout his body. [1] His cock was so hard and ready to burst, but it could not ejaculate. He shouted wildly.


    ¡°Shut up.¡± Qin Shaosheng covered half of Jiang Yishan¡¯s face. His strong back and arms were covered with sweat. Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass was sucking him so tightly and his vigorous cock finally released into him.

 Chapter 9.2

    Chapter 9.2 (H)


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s mouth and nose were both blocked, and the lack of oxygen quickly made him climax. He curled his toes and crumpled the sheets on the sofa. As he did, his ass squeezed Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cock tighter. His upper body was flushed red because of the heat and it looked very attractive. His brown nipples trembled stiffly in the air.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s eyes were unfocused; he couldn¡¯t bear any more pleasure. His skin was so sensitive that the mere drop of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s sweat could stimulate him.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s forehead was sweating so much. During Jiang Yishan¡¯s climax, his insides clenched his cock so tightly that he could no longer continue pumping. With one last deep thrust, he shot all his semen into Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass.


    Qin Shaocheng viciously pinched one of Jiang Yishan¡¯s nipples and grazed it with his teeth.


    ¡°Ah!¡± When his nipple was stimulated, Jiang Yishan¡¯s body curved into an arc, his waist shaking as he came again. White semen spilled out from under Qin Shaocheng¡¯s slightly loosened fingers. He was out of breath after coming. His eyes, though unfocused, gazed in the direction of Qin Shaocheng. Jiang Yishan¡¯s tears fell like a dam breaking.


    Qin Shaocheng pulled out of Jiang Yishan¡¯s body. He glimpsed at the place where they were once connected and saw it was red and swelling, with white semen flowing out from it. He looked away and took some tissues to wipe the cum off his hand.


    When Jiang Yishan came down from the high, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face; however, his eyes were still wet and red. Seeing Qin Shaocheng walk towards the bathroom, he gritted his teeth and followed him.


    In the bathroom, Qin Shaocheng stood under the shower as he rinsed himself. When Jiang Yishan came in, he was about to say something but quickly stopped himself and covered his flushed face.


    Qin Shaosheng looked at him suspiciously; then he saw the white semen dripping down Jiang Yishan¡¯s thighs.


    ¡°I¡­¡± When Jiang Yishan noticed the change in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyes, he changed his words. ¡°Do you want to do it again? Shall I wash it first?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng, with a black face, hurriedly dried himself and stormed out the door.


    Jiang Yishan began to wash his body in a low mood. He looked at his left nipple which was bitten earlier. He recalled Qin Shaocheng¡¯s attitude just now and had some confidence. That man could never resist him.


    After taking a bath, Jiang Yishan went to bedroom and took one of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shirts and sweaters for him to wear. Then he went to the kitchen to cook some congee and steam the leftover vegetables in the fridge. The two men then ate their breakfast at the coffee table.


    After eating, Jiang Yishan watched Qin Shaocheng with a serious face. He hurriedly turned on the television. ¡°Would you like to watch TV?¡±


    He was afraid that Qin Shaocheng would tell him to leave.


    Upon turning on the television, a selection of programs was shown. The home page was filled with a variety of entertainment news. In a small window, a hostess was reporting about today¡¯s headline in the entertainment circle: the scandal about Jiang Yishan being a homosexual.


    Jiang Yishan deliberately switched the channel. ¡°Let¡¯s watch a movie.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng did not reply. He just sat on the sofa and used his mobile phone silently.


    After Jiang Yishan settled on a movie, he stood up to close the balcony door and pull down the blinds. The room was dark, and the television on the wall flashed blue. Jiang Yishan took off his shoes, hugged his knee, and huddled beside Qin Shaocheng. Not daring to be brazen, he gently leaned his head on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shoulder.


    His eyes flitted over the screen on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s phone. Someone was asking Qin Shaocheng out to celebrate the New Year. Jiang Yishan was suddenly alarmed, but when he saw that the other party had a girl¡¯s name, he relaxed.


    Qin Shaocheng politely refused.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s nails were picking on the sofa as he asked Qin Shaocheng in a low voice, ¡°What would you like to eat at noon?¡±

 Chapter 10.1

    Chapter 10.1


    Qin Shaocheng lowered his head and said nothing.


    Jiang Yishan peeked at Qin Shaocheng¡¯s mobile phone. The other party was looking for Qin Shaocheng to chat, but her words were all boring and meaningless. Yet, Jiang Yishan was jealous that she could send messages and talk to Qin Shaocheng.


    Back then, Jiang Yishan would have already knocked the phone off of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hand as he demanded the man to put all his attention on him. He loved it when Qin Shaocheng pinched his nose, laughed at him as he coaxed and held him.


    But now, he can only watch from the sidelines.


    Jiang Yishan pursed his lips and lowered his head as he suggested: ¡°How about I cook some eggplant and braised pork rice at noon?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng paused his fingers, but then continued to type on the phone.


    ¡°There¡¯s still beef in the fridge. The eggplant can be cooked with the bone stock along with some vegetables. And I can fry eggs with some soy sauce.¡± [1]


    While Jiang Yishan was speaking, he subconsciously spoke in a coquettish tone. He knew that Qin Shaocheng liked this best.


    After all, Qin Shaocheng was a rich young master who was picky with food. After coming to City A, Jiang Yishan cooked. He became very familiar with Qin Shaocheng¡¯s preferences. Only Jiang Yishan knew how much soy sauce and sugar to add in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s fried eggs.


    Qin Shaocheng also liked many other things. He loved staying in bed on a rest day, rolling on the sheets with Jiang Yishan in his arms on an idle afternoon as he kissed every inch of him and enter him when it becomes too hot and unbearable.


    Thinking of their past love, Jiang Yishan was ready to make another move. He gently placed his chin on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shoulder as he stared at him from the side and whispered, ¡°Can I kiss you?¡±


    Before, whenever Qin Shaocheng heard him acting coquettish, he¡¯d hold him in his arms and kiss him carefully.


    Jiang Yishan waited.


    But Qin Shaocheng pushed him away and stood up from the sofa.


    Jiang Yishan raised his head. ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    Seeing Qin Shaocheng go to the door, he blocked in front of him for the first time. ¡°Don¡¯t go? Didn¡¯t you agree? Don¡¯t leave.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng looked at him with cold eyes. ¡°When did I agree?¡±


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s previous self-confidence was all gone. He whispered, ¡°If you¡¯re tired of me, I won¡¯t talk. I can stay in a different room? Just don¡¯t leave.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng lowered his head and changed his shoes. Jiang Yishan beat Qin Shaocheng in grabbing the key on top of the shoe cabinet.


    Qin Shaocheng reached out and said, ¡°Give it to me.¡±


    Jiang Yishan subconsciously hid the key behind him. ¡°Don¡¯t leave.¡±


    He was gonna cry again and pretend to be pathetic. He would always be like this and wouldl never change.


    Qin Shaocheng kicked the door angrily. The thunderous bang scared Jian Yishan, making his face pale. He had never seen Qin Shaocheng so fierce before.


    ¡°Give me the key.¡± Qin Shaocheng repeated.


    Jiang Yishan didn¡¯t dare look at Qin Shaocheng¡¯s angry face. He asked softly, ¡°What will you do outside? Can you take me with you?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng pulled his arm and grabbed the key.


    ¡°You¡¯ll be back, won¡¯t you?¡± Jiang Yishan restrained the idea of forcing Qin Shaocheng to stay. He raised his voice and said, ¡°I¡¯ll be obedient when you come back. I won¡¯t talk, and I won¡¯t bother you. Really.¡±


    He added, ¡°You may not want me, but please don¡¯t leave me.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng, who couldn¡¯t wait to plug his ears, slammed the door angrily.


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 Chapter 10.2

    Chapter 10.2


    At eight and a half in the morning, the streets were empty on the second day of the New Year.


    Qin Shaocheng went to the supermarket to buy several fruit gift boxes. Wei Feng came late and waited for him at the entrance of the supermarket. He yawned as he took out his cigarette case and handed Qin Shaocheng one cigarette. ¡°Happy New Year, have a smoke.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t smoke.¡± Qin Shaocheng waved his hand.


    Wei Feng stared at Qin Shaocheng and pointed to his ear.


    Qin Shaocheng raised his hand and felt a scratch by his ear. This must¡¯ve been done by Jiang Yishan last night. Thinking of what happened this morning, he immediately felt upset. ¡°Give me a cigarette.¡±


    Two people stood at the door of the supermarket, smoking and waiting for the supermarket staff to carry the fruit gift box to Qin Shaocheng¡¯s car.


    Wei Feng cleared his throat: ¡°Jiang Yishan called me just now and asked where you are going today. I told him I didn¡¯t know.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng lowered his head and didn¡¯t speak.


    ¡°Forget about it. Let¡¯s go to Zeng Pingping¡¯s house.¡± Wei Feng turned over his phone. ¡°I called her this morning.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng exhaled some smoke and then threw the cigarette butt into the trash bin beside him. ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Ever since they started their company, they had been greeting several local executives on the second day of the new year. Zeng Pingping was the only female director. In the past years, they had gotten used to stopping by at her place first. If she had to make a New Year¡¯s greeting first, it would make their group of young men look unsightly.


    Wei Feng threw away his two cigarettes.


    From Zeng Pingping¡¯s home, Wei Feng laughed and teased Zeng Pingping. ¡°Little sister, do you want to sit on a Cayenne or an Aurora?¡±


    Zeng Pingping glared at Wei Feng and ran to Qin Shaocheng: ¡°Brother Cheng, I¡¯ll ride in your car.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng opened the door for her.


    On the road, Zeng Pingping saw the scratchmarks under Qin Shaocheng¡¯s ear. She didn¡¯t think so much about it. After all, Qin Shaocheng hasn¡¯t had anyone around him in recent years. Otherwise, she wouldn¡¯t pursue him if he wasn¡¯t interested.


    She asked with a smile, ¡°Was brother Cheng scratched by a kitten?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng thought for a moment and said, ¡°No.¡±


    Zeng Pingping couldn¡¯t hold her smile for a moment. When she saw Qin Shaocheng¡¯s mobile phone constantly shaking on top of the central navigation system, she stole a glance.


    When Qin Shaocheng saw her staring at his mobile phone, he turned it upside down. But Zeng Pingping saw the little ¡°Yi¡± on the head of the message, and her face turned white. She remembered that there was a Yi character in the name of Qin Shaocheng¡¯s ex after hearing it from Wei Feng¡¯s ramblings while he was drunk.


    Zeng Pingping stared at the black mobile phone case and summoned up the courage ¡°I heard boss Wei saying that you¡¯re going to City B after the¡­¡±


    ¡°Sorry to interrupt you.¡± Qin Shaocheng looked straight ahead and said, ¡°I think Wei Feng have told you about my sexual orientation.¡±


    Zeng Pingping smiled awkwardly. ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Qin Shaocheng said nothing more.


    After they visited the second house and was on the way to the next supervisor¡¯s house, Zeng Pingping transferred to Wei Feng¡¯s car.


    Finally, they were able to visit all of the supervisor¡¯s houses before dinnertime. A group of people drove to a hotpot shop and gathered around a table.


    Someone on the table suggested playing mahjong. After listening to this, Wei Feng threw away his chopsticks in his excitement and was immediately ready to devote himself to the game. Qin Shaocheng declined. A few people tried to convince Qin Shaocheng since he would be leaving soon.


    Qin Shaocheng was helpless: ¡°I don¡¯t know how to play mahjong.¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re waiting for you!¡±


    ¡°Not much! Just 100! Boss Qin, look at it!¡±


    All the people were laughing together. They talked about wanting to go to Qin Shaocheng¡¯s house in the afternoon.


    Wei Feng quickly stopped them: ¡°Why go to his house? It¡¯s so broken and small. I¡¯ll take you to the chess and card room. It¡¯s very good.¡±


    ¡°Boss Qin¡¯s house is empty. At the same time, we can help him pack up. After the new year, wouldn¡¯t the landlord want him to remove his things before refunding the deposit? ¡°


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry about this,¡± Wei Feng laughed. ¡°There¡¯s nothing a little money can¡¯t do.¡±


    In the afternoon, Qin Shaocheng was dragged to the chess and card room.


    Qin Shaocheng couldn¡¯t play and he ended up feeling dizzy. He found an excuse to go out to the balcony to breathe. Zeng Pingping took a cup of fruit tea and came out with him.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry for smoking.¡± Qin Shaocheng took a half step back when he lit the cigarette.


    Zeng Pingping was at a loss. ¡°I was rude in the car before.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not your fault.¡± Qin Shaocheng said politely.


    Zeng Pingping wanted to ask Qin Shaocheng about his private affairs. She was not willing to lose just because of her gender. She was not willing to be someone who couldn¡¯t make Qin Shaocheng forget his ex. She always felt that such an excellent person as Qin Shaocheng was worth better than being bound by the past. But she didn¡¯t have the qualification to say anything.


    Qin Shaocheng went into the house after smoking in silence.

 Chapter 11.1

    Chapter 11.1


    A group of people played cards and ate noisily until ten o¡¯clock in the evening, and then went to the bar to continue their fun.


    Seeing that Qin Shaocheng wanted to slip away, Wei Feng hooked his arm around his shoulder and deliberately said out loud: ¡°You single dog, will it kill you to stay out late at night? Ms. Pingping didn¡¯t even complain.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, Brother Qin should stay. I don¡¯t usually come here, but it¡¯s nice to have fun during the Spring Festival.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng couldn¡¯t say that Jiang Yishan woke him up at dawn, so he spent another day outside. Later, in the evening, while they were eating, he wanted to say that he didn¡¯t drink, but before he could, someone had already placed a glass of white wine in front of him. He was a light drinker, but he had to drink a lot while at the bar. Fortunately, Wei Feng knew that he couldn¡¯t drink. While no one was looking, he changed Qin Shaocheng¡¯s glass.


    By the time they finished, it was already close to one o¡¯clock.


    Qin Shaocheng, the only one who didn¡¯t drink much, and Zeng Pingping, who didn¡¯t touch the wine at all, arranged taxis for everyone and took them to the car one by one. In the end, only Wei Feng was left behind. Qin Shaocheng intended to drive Zeng Pingping home in Wei Feng¡¯s car, while he and Wei Feng will find a substitute driver.


    Wei Feng¡¯s tongue curled after drinking too much. When he shouted, he could not speak clearly. ¡°No! Find me a valet. You take Pingping back!¡±


    Zeng Pingping said, ¡°Boss Wei, I can drive back by myself. Be careful on the way back with Brother Cheng.¡±


    ¡°Qin Shaocheng, look at you. Are you a man!¡±


    Qin Shaocheng was afraid that Wei Feng would act crazy and make a fool of himself. He could not persuade him for a long time, so he had to find a valet. But as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he heard Jiang Yishan¡¯s voice behind him.


    ¡°Shaocheng.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng turned his head.


    Jiang Yishan wore a cap, and the street light illuminated half of his face. ¡°I saw the photos from Wei Feng¡¯s friends. I guess you must have drunk too much. I came to pick you up.¡±


    The first thing Zeng Pingping noticed about Jiang Yishan was the clothes that didn¡¯t fit him. The woman was especially careful to matters about her sweetheart. The clothes were obviously Qin Shaocheng¡¯s. Looking at Jiang Yishan¡¯s face, she felt he looked very familiar but couldn¡¯t she couldn¡¯t remember his name.


    On the other hand, Wei Feng, who was fainting right next to her, when he saw Jiang Yishan¡¯s face as the lights of a vehicle passing by reflected on him, he got up and started scolding him. ¡°Fuck! It¡¯s Jiang Yi¨C¡±


    ¡°Wei Feng!¡± Qin Shaocheng shouted.


    Zeng Pingping¡¯s heart was stormy.


    Although it was Chinese New Year, there were still many people at the entrance of the bar. Jiang Yishan lowered the brim of his cap.


    Wei Feng was stunned for a moment and then realized he had to lower his voice.You dare to come here. Are you taking advantage of Lao [1] Qin¡¯s heart?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng opened the door and pushed Wei Feng into the back seat before closing the door cleanly. Turning around, he handed the car key of Wei Feng to Zeng Pingping, and his eyes motioned for Jiang Yishan beside him: ¡°His situation is particularly inconvenient. Today, I have wronged you. You have to go back on your own. When Wei Feng wakes up tomorrow, I¡¯ll ask him to pick up your car.¡±


    Zeng Pingping looked at Jiang Yishan who didn¡¯t say anything and nodded.


    After seeing the Cayenne leave, Jiang Yishan took the car key from Qin Shaosheng and sat in the driver¡¯s seat. Qin Shaosheng opened the other door and sat in the co-pilot.


    Wei Feng in the back seat was holding his head and moaning: ¡°I¡¯m so dizzy. I barely held myself from vomiting when you pushed me in. And that grandson. [2]¡°


    ¡°I let him go,¡± said Qin Shaocheng. ¡°And don¡¯t vomit in my car.¡±


    Jiang Yishan, who just took off his cap, put it on again.


    ¡°Get out of here. You should fucking let him go.¡± Then Wei Feng asked without raising his head, ¡°Who¡¯s driving?¡±


    ¡°I am calling the driver.¡±


    ¡°Where¡¯s Zeng Pingping?¡±


    ¡°Back in your car.¡±


    ¡°How could you let a woman drive back by herself? You call yourself a gentleman? Why are you so hard on your sister? [3] Ugh, my head hurts. I¡¯ll sleep for a while.¡± Wei Feng leaned against the back seat, closed his eyes, touched his round stomach and said, ¡°Lao Qin, you are the one who is wrong for being too soft-hearted. He is cheating you money. Some people won¡¯t change, but you can. Don¡¯t worry if you can¡¯t find love. I¡¯ll help you look for someone young, beautiful and obedient.¡±


    Jiang Yishan looked at Qin Shaocheng.


    Qin Shaocheng had no expression. ¡°Don¡¯t sleep; We¡¯ll be at your house in a moment.¡±


    When they arrived at Wei Feng¡¯s house, Qin Shaocheng helped Wei Feng up the stairs. Jiang Yishan wanted to help him, but Wei Feng was still muttering and scolding. ¡°Don¡¯t be so fucking shameless. I¡¯m blocking you from ruining the New Year. This man is so awful! Right!?


    Jiang Yishan heard Qin Shaocheng saying, ¡°Yes.¡±


    He sat back in the car with his shoulders slumped. He opened the window to dissipate the smell of alcohol in the car. He leaned on the steering wheel and looked at Qin Shaocheng from afar. He noticed Qin Shaocheng¡¯s mobile phone on the central console. Pressing the home key, he saw a whole page of unread messages that were sent by him. His contact name in Qin Shaocheng¡¯s phone was ¡°Xiao Shan.¡± [4]


    He smiled and then looked as if he was about to cry.


    He thought that what Wei Feng said was right. Qin Shaocheng was so good but he gave it to the wrong person.


    Jiang Yishan was too bad. He didn¡¯t deserve it.

 Chapter 11.2

    Chapter 11.2 (HHH)


    After Qin Shaocheng sent Wei Feng home, he came down and was greeted with the sight of Jiang Yishan using the steering wheel as a pillow


    Jiang Yishan was very beautiful. Despite wearing a cap so low that only his chin could be seen, his slightly pouting lips were also very good. Qin Shaocheng thought that he would have to drink more later; otherwise, his feelings for Jiang Yishan might burst out again.


    He could only slap his face and pretend to be indifferent.


    On the way back, no words were said.


    When they arrived, Jiang Yishan skillfully stopped the car and turned off the engine, but he did not open the door safety lock.


    ¡°I added Wei Feng a long time ago. He probably forgot about it. I also changed my name and photo, and I usually learn about you through his circle of friends.¡± Jiang Yishan said softly. ¡°I see you guys come to this bar every time you have a party.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng did not accept his explanation.


    Jiang Yishan said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for being willful this morning. I forgot that you have you to go celebrate New Year¡¯s Eve.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng rubbed the space between his eyebrows wearily. ¡°Open the door.¡± He didn¡¯t want to hear Jiang Yishan go on. He knew too well that he had no resistance to Jiang Yishan speaking softly and being submissive.


    Jiang Yishan turned to Qin Shaocheng and said, ¡°You were afraid that I would expose myself at the entrance of the bar, so you told Wei Feng not to speak loudly. That made me so happy.¡±


    In fact, he was glad that Qin Shaocheng still kept his number and didn¡¯t even change his nickname in the contacts. But he couldn¡¯t say it. Qin Shaocheng would get angry again. He can only think of it in his heart, and his body would melt in happiness.


    When Jiang Yishan smiled, he looked like a hibiscus flower [1], ¡°I¡¯m so happy that you love someone like me. I¡¯m so sad. I hate myself for not cherishing it.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng didn¡¯t know if he saw wrong. In Jiang Yishan¡¯s eyes, he saw a rippling pool of water glistening with light.


    ¡°I know that you hate me for bothering you, and I know that it¡¯s unsightly of me to pester you like this. I know all this, and I know It was my fault.¡±


    When Jiang Yishan kissed him, Qin Shaocheng finally realized that it was no illusion that Jiang Yishan was crying. Qin Shaocheng wanted to push him away, but his hand stopped when he felt Jiang Yishan¡¯s body shaking.


    There was no use pretending to be tough. Jiang Yishan couldn¡¯t help crying. Qin Shaocheng regretted being soft-hearted, but at the same time he couldn¡¯t stop feeling distressed because of Jiang Yishan.


    Jiang Yishan cried and laughed. He said, ¡°Shaocheng, can you hold me before you leave? I know I¡¯m being greedy, but this is the last time¡­ please.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s fist loosened and tightened, but he still couldn¡¯t reach out.


    Jiang Yishan smiled and, bypassing the central control, he sat on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s body. His tears drop on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s cheek. He whispered, ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter. I¡¯ll do it myself.¡±


    The atmosphere suddenly felt hotter because of his words.


    Qin Shaocheng despised himself for being easily teased. As long as it was Jiang Yishan, he could get hard. His breathing was completely disordered when Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass softly wrapped around his cock


    It was so hot and soft inside.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s sideburns were soaked with sweat. He couldn¡¯t help grasping Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass. He was greedy for the feeling that the cracks in his fingers could be filled with satiny soft meat. Jiang Yishan hummed attractively as he held onto Qin Shaocheng¡¯s abdominal muscles while he moved up and down.


    Their bodies fit so well.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s face was tinged red, and the sound of his breathing changed between short and long, matching the ups and downs of his rhythm. Everytime the cock came in, he felt satisfied. His body felt so comfortable to be filled to the root.


    He sneaked his hands into Qin Shaocheng¡¯s clothes and groped the strong muscles which implied hidden strength.


    He had accumulated too much happiness that his heart felt like bursting, but he was reluctant to break such a quiet and pleasant tenderness. He just wanted to be invaded by Qin Shaocheng forever.


    He fondled Qin Shaocheng and longed for him deeply inside him. His body was hot and dry. His waist was getting soft and his breathing was getting lighter.


    He softly placed his arms on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s shoulders as he crossed his hands behind his head. He opened his legs wider so that he could hit his prostate. He shook his hips back and forth, and he could feel the pleasure rising from the back of his spine and spreading throughout his whole body.


    He was so comfortable that he was going to melt into water, and the nasal sounds he made were soft and sweet.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s throat was itchy and his whole body was on fire. He couldn¡¯t help but look at Jiang Yishan who was taking the initiative. He leaned forward and then thrusted deeply. The full and round head of his cock opened the inner walls of Jiang Yishan¡¯s body, causing Jiang Yishan to groan out of control. His soft cries gave Qin Shaocheng the idea of conquering him. He held Jiang Yishan¡¯s waist in his hand, shaking his waist and crotch to open more and more tight cave paths. Qin Shaocheng closed his eyes and shot his cum when the head of his cock was tightly sucked.


    The car was full of disordered gasps.


    For the first time, Qin Shaocheng felt that his car was not big and spacious enough. Jiang Yishan¡¯s legs were tightly clasped to his waist, but he didn¡¯t have much room to fight in the battle. His ears were full of Jiang Yishan¡¯s soft and shallow moans. The windows all had fingerprints left by Jiang Yishan when he was randomly twisted by the cock in his sensitive place.


    Jiang Yishan raised his chin high, exposing his slender neck which was covered with a layer of sweat, and it looked white and dazzling in the moonlight.


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s hand holding Jiang Yishan¡¯s waist was not heavy, but in his mind, all he thought of was how to break Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass. He kept thrusting. Qin Shaocheng¡¯s movements were getting faster and faster. Jiang Yishan¡¯s mind couldn¡¯t think of anything else. He splayed his hands on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s abs, and thought that each time the muscles were trembling, Qin Shaocheng was getting closer to orgasm. A white light flashed in front of his eyes; Jiang Yishan¡¯s back tensed up as he came. The cum that erupted made both their chests a mess. A drop even landed on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s chin.


    Jiang Yishan wasn¡¯t thinking straight and he leaned in to lick it.


    Qin Shaocheng pinched Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass and pulled him closer to cover the embarrassment on his face brought by his teasing. He grabbed Jiang Yishan¡¯s waist and fucked him dry to the end. Finally, he shot cleanly into the meat hole sucking him under Jiang Yishan¡¯s wriggling.


    There was a smell of love between them.


    Qin Shaocheng took a few deep breaths, holding Jiang Yishan¡¯s ass, before he drew out his semi-soft cock. A lot of cum was rammed inside, mixing with the lubricant, and they dropped down the hole and onto Qin Shaocheng¡¯s trousers. Jiang Yishan casually wiped his ass with a paper towel while his face was red. He was still straddling Qin Shaocheng, and it made for a very lascivious picture.


    Qin Shaocheng turned away.


    Jiang Yishan put on his pants and blushed, ¡°Can I sit for a while? My legs are a little soft.¡±


    He was afraid that Qin Shaocheng thought he was being coquettish, and explained: ¡°Actually, we can go for another round, but I wanted to talk to you. You are much gentler outside than you are at home.


    Qin Shaocheng didn¡¯t speak or move.


    In this way, Jiang Yishan was very satisfied. He sat on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s leg and asked softly, ¡°Was it comfortable?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s expression suddenly became complicated.


    Jiang Yishan didn¡¯t see it and still looked down and said, ¡°If it¡¯s comfortable, can you do it several times before you leave? I¡¯ll learn whatever you like.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng couldn¡¯t bear it anymore. He opened the door and said, ¡°Get out of the car.¡±


    Jiang Yishan walked into the building after Qin Shaocheng, thinking about how good life would be if he could come back again.

 Chapter 12.1

    Chapter 12.1


    It was sunny on the third day of the year.


    Jiang Yishan dreamt that Qin Shaocheng was gone. After waking up, he ran to the living room and found Qin Shaocheng sleeping on the sofa. He picked up the quilt and slept beside him.


    This time, the dream was sweet.


    Qin Shaocheng was taking him out to play. Qin Shaocheng was coaxing him to celebrate his birthday. For the first time, he learned to cook, and he cooked for Qin Shaocheng. The other side happily held him up and kissed him, saying that he will never go out to eat again.


    Jiang Yishan watched the whole movie like an outsider, and the ending was his favorite.


    He didn¡¯t come to city A, and Qin Shaocheng accompanied him. He became a little angry singer, but Qin Shaocheng would coax him every day, so he didn¡¯t feel bored. Jiang Yishan was happy in his dreams, but when he woke up, his face was full of tears.


    The thick sunshades failed to block all the sunshine. A little sunshine leaked in and fell on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s chin. Jiang Yishan gently touched his stubble with the back of his fingers. A familiar touch, familiar temperature. Let him gradually wake up in a world where he never existed.


    He was dreaming.


    It was so beautiful, he didn¡¯t want to wake up. If he did, he would only cry.


    Qin Shaocheng moved, and Jiang Yishan quickly moved away. He thought Qin Shaocheng was tired from going out all day yesterday, so he shouldn¡¯t make any noise. He stared at Qin Shaocheng¡¯s face. The man had broad and thick eyebrows, a straight nose and a handsome face. Jiang Yishan pillowed on his arm and carressed him.


    The sunlight shifted to Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyes; he would wake up soon.


    Jiang Yishan stood up and gently held Qin Shaocheng¡¯s upper body as he kissed his dry and soft lips. He couldn¡¯t help but be greedy and lick it with his tongue. Qin Shaocheng¡¯s eyebrows twitched. He stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Yishan¡¯s waist and carried him to his arms, gentle and tolerant


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s pupil shrank sharply.


    Qin Shaocheng felt the back of Jiang Yishan and woke up. Jiang Yishan kissed him before he could say anything and said, ¡°Good morning. I¡¯ll make breakfast for you.¡± Then he hurried to the kitchen.


    Qin Shaocheng lied back on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows as his head ached

 Chapter 12.2

    Chapter 12.2


    Breakfast was rice porridge with dumplings and boiled eggs. Qin Shaocheng would often look at the food¡¯s presentation while he ate. If it was presented well, his chopsticks would move more quickly. All the dishes and cups he bought at home were carefully selected by Jiang Yishan. They were exquisite and beautiful. He can take aesthetic photos of them in the style of the Po social network just by laying down a tablecloth and directly putting dishes on top of it.


    The plate was also exquisite. A bowl of porridge had to be sprinkled with sesame and sugar. If there were no snacks at home, Jiang Yishan can crush pecans instead of sesame and sprinkle it. The egg dumplings were still hot. Jiang Yishan went to the kitchen and poured some vinegar into a small bowl so Qin Shaocheng can dip the dumplings in it. He also added two drops of red oil into the vinegar, making it look good and more fragrant.


    Yet there was no change on Qin Shaocheng¡¯s expression when he saw these.


    The greatest pleasure of cooking was to get the affirmation of others after tasting. Jiang Yishan, who got no response, was more or less depressed. He tells himself that it was probably because he didn¡¯t cook too well.


    After eating rice, Jiang Yishan went to the kitchen to wash dishes. Qin Shaocheng went to the study and called Wei Feng¡¯s phone. Wei Feng also just woke up. From his voice, one could hear he was still hungover: ¡°Old Qin, did I give the key to someone yesterday? I didn¡¯t see my car key in the morning.¡±


    ¡°Zeng Pingping drove your car home yesterday.¡±


    ¡°Ah, I¡¯ll have to go back and get it¡­¡±


    ¡°You¡­¡± Qin Shaocheng thought for a moment and asked, ¡°Did you know that you¡¯re still friends with Jiang Yishan on WeChat?¡±


    Wei Feng said, ¡°What¡¯s the matter? I¨Cfuck¨Cah, that kid is so pervasive that I say he is¨C¡±


    Qin Shaocheng rubbed his brow: ¡°Wei Feng.¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­ Don¡¯t blame me. I just posted some photos. I want him to see that you¡¯re having fun even after he left, that you¡¯re happy and comfortable.¡±


    Hearing Qin Shaocheng¡¯s displeasure, Wei Feng had to be honest and say, ¡°I didn¡¯t say anything else. I just took pictures of us hanging out. Why? Old Qin, you¡¯re not¨CJust because you heard he¡¯s been paying attention to you, you¡¯re feeling soft again?! You can¡¯t! Wake up!¡±


    Wei Feng shouted: ¡°This is what he deserves. If he cries and pretends to be pitiful again, then ask him why he didn¡¯t go back earlier. It¡¯s only because he¡¯s reached a dead-end that he¡¯s returned. It was a last resort, not a confession from the heart! You have to keep this in mind. You know, you¡¯re so soft-hearted. Do you understand that, it really is¡­ hey¡­¡±


    Qin Shaosheng felt helpless. ¡°I know.¡±


    His head hurt from thinking that Jiang Yishan either didn¡¯t know or pretended not to know. When Jiang Yishan saw him hesitate, he looked like a drowning man grasping onto a duckweed on the water. He knew it was useless, yet he didn¡¯t let go.


    What Wei Feng wanted to say, Qin Shaocheng knew it clearly. Wei Feing couldn¡¯t understand him.


    Couldn¡¯t he just leave right now? Well, he can¡¯t. Traffic was congested these days.


    Was he really so soft-hearted that he didn¡¯t have a bottomline? Yes, he didn¡¯t.


    Jiang Yishan knew him so well that he could easily catch his weak point. Qin Shaocheng couldn¡¯t resist most of the time, even when he knew that Jiang Yishan was just trying to manipulate him by acting weak.


    If Jiang Yishan hadn¡¯t told him to go back to the Qin Family to borrow money, Qin Shaocheng could¡¯ve still tolerated him.


    It was like saying that Jiang Yishan only wanted to be with him while things were good when Qin Shaocheng had been willing to suffer with him.


    He had always been willing.


    Even when, to outsiders, Jiang Yishan had many shortcomings. To Qin Shaocheng, these were nothing but floating dust in front of his eyes. But in the blink of an eye, tears were shed, and Qin Shaocheng was thrown away. When they just broke up, he used to complain all the time. But, after all, man¡¯s life was like a dream. Jiang Yishan was merely a butterfly that floated away ahead of time.

 Chapter 12.3

    Chapter 12.3


    At noon, Jiang Yishan braised the spaghetti with tomato sauce and beef tenderloin. Since there wasn¡¯t any shredded cucumber, he used lettuce and sliced the hard parts into thin strips instead. As for the leafy parts, they were shredded and used to make vegetable salad. It was served with a small glass of red wine.


    Because of this meal, the house was filled with a sour tomato smell. In the afternoon, Jiang Yishan opened the windows in the house for ventilation. Then, Qin Shaocheng began to pack the things that needed to be packed.


    Jiang Yishan sat quietly beside him as he occasionally helped Qin Shaocheng pack. He looked like a smart and sensible person. He was wearing Qin Shaocheng¡¯s sweater, but he didn¡¯t wear it inside [1]. His neckline was splayed down, revealing his collarbone. He lowered his head as he fiddled around with the small ornaments that the two had bought before.


    Qin Shaocheng frowned slightly.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Jiang Yishan tilted his head and carefully looked at Qin Shaocheng¡¯s expression, and asked, ¡°Are you upset? Is it because of me?¡±


    He leaned back on the desk as he propped his hands on it to avoid slouching. ¡°I¡­ isn¡¯t this good?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng¡¯s chest suddenly softened, but afterwards he suspected that Jiang Yishan was playing with him.


    When Jiang Yishan saw the suspicion and uncertainty in his eyes, he chuckled. ¡°Whether I¡¯m willful or obedient, you don¡¯t believe me.¡± He dangled his feet and swayed his toes in the air. ¡°You think I¡¯m a liar with a mouth full of lies.¡±


    Qin Shaocheng wanted to explain but couldn¡¯t say anything, for he did thought so. He could only stay silent.


    The mobile phone broke the awkward atmosphere.


    Qin Shaocheng put down his glass of water and picked up the phone: ¡°Brother.¡±


    Jiang Yishan tilted his head.


    ¡°¡­ Yes ¡­ I will go back in the morning of the seventh day. I will send you the flight details on WeChat later ¡­ I asked, I can¡¯t change it ¡­¡± Qin Shaocheng glanced at Jiang Yishan as he spoke and walked and left the study.


    Jiang Yishan sat on his desk and did not move. He lowered his head and touched the mouth of the glass. He didn¡¯t know what to think.


    He sat quietly for a while before jumping down to look for the cardboard boxes in the bookcase, which contained most of the things they used before. Inside were several cookbooks that Jiang Yishan had bought, one of which had a page on how to make jam bookmarked. After he left that year, what did Qin Shaocheng think about as he put away these things in the cabinet, letting them accumulate dust.


    Was it hate? Or the hope that it would be taken out one day?


    Back then, how did he¡­


    Jiang Yishan cleared his throat and forced the tears back into his eyes. He closed the carton, patted of the dust and went out of the study. Qin Shaocheng stood at the junction of the living room and the balcony with his back to him.


    Jiang Yishan asked, ¡°Your brother urged you to go back?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng turned around and put the phone aside without denying it.


    ¡°Then will I have to go?¡± Jiang Yishan stared at the ground. ¡°Can¡¯t we stay for a few more days?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng looked at Jiang Yishan, and he thought that he probably couldn¡¯t go back to his former place. If he¡¯d go out looking for a different place, he¡¯d be harassed by the paparazzi. After some deliberation, he said, ¡°For the time being, I won¡¯t turn over this place. You can stay here first.¡±


    Jiang Yishan didn¡¯t give up. ¡°Can¡¯t you leave after the New Year?¡±


    ¡°You.¡± Qin Shaosheng hesitated for a moment the said, ¡°Don¡¯t always rely on¡­¡±


    ¡°Winning your heart by coquetry, isn¡¯t it?¡± Jiang Yishan didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or not. His expression was out of control. ¡°You just don¡¯t like me. When you liked me, you said you like me best. Have you forgotten?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I admit it.¡± Qin Shaosheng said, ¡°I liked it wrong.¡±


    He said he liked it wrong.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s chest seemed to be smothered with a punch, and he was dying. ¡°I can change, okay? I will listen and I¡¯ll be good. I¡¯ll never be like before. Don¡¯t you want me?¡±


    He pressed hard: ¡°I don¡¯t want to be a star anymore. I won¡¯t be willful. I¡¯ll listen to everything you say. I will learn well. Will you give me a chance?¡±


    Qin Shaocheng couldn¡¯t bear to see Jiang Yishan like this, but he still said ruthlessly: ¡°We¡¯ve broken up for four years now. You should learn to be a bit more mature.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no chance, is there? What do you think I¡¯m doing¡­¡± Jiang Yishan couldn¡¯t speak any more. He took a deep breath but didn¡¯t even have the strength to exhale. He thought it was so difficult to chase someone as his plea for forgiveness had no response.


    Did maturity mean letting go? Wasn¡¯t maturity admitting your faults and making up for them?


    He thought that if he could come back, if his life could rewind to when they first met¡­


    He used to be rich and stupid. He was doted on but didn¡¯t appreciate it. He became too fearless because he had someone to rely on. With love, he was able to spend lavishly to his heart¡¯s content. But when he looked back, he found his hands were empty.


    But how could life turn back? His life was merely a dream of a golden wheat. [2]


    In his dream, he didn¡¯t fail Qin Shaocheng.

 Chapter 13.1

    Chapter 13.1


    Qin Shaocheng left at noon. He didn¡¯t eat anything for lunch so he could catch up with the private jet that the Qin family helped him contact. Jiang Yishan locked himself in the bedroom before he left and covered himself with the quilt. He was afraid to go out and say goodbye.


    If he saw Qin Shaocheng leave with his own eyes, he wouldn¡¯t know what offensive thing he might do.


    He didn¡¯t want to leave behind an embarrassing last impression.


    He was naive. He wasn¡¯t mature enough to understand Qin Shaocheng¡¯s definition of ¡°maturity,¡± and he didn¡¯t want to pretend to be a sensible person either.


    Qin Shaocheng no longer believed him.


    It was useless to do anything.


    Hearing the sound of Qin Shaocheng packing, Jiang Yishan logged into Weibo to see how people were criticizing him in order to divert his attention.


    The sounds were torturing him.


    In fact, he even wanted to see the photos that he had with Qin Shaocheng before, as well as the screenshots of the text messages they had exchanged. These were all hidden and locked in a network disk. He especially liked the photos taken in Iceland. Qin Shaocheng was afraid that would be cold, so he held him in his arms wherever they went.


    But now, he was afraid to look at them. He was afraid that he would cry again.


    He didn¡¯t want to cry anymore.


    Most of the comments on the internet were exploding with negative energy. The black moles [1] clapped their hands in glee when he had finally lost. His fans said that the stars in his eyes were gone. Others said that he wasn¡¯t very good at his job, while the homophobes said that he had corrupted society.


    Qin Shaocheng said a word across the door and left.


    Jiang Yishan just buried himself further under the quilt. As he listened to the door closing outside, its sound seemed to climb along the walls and the floor with a dagger in hand, rushing into the gap between the door and its frame and stabbing him straight in the heart.


    He died in pain.


    Assistant Xiao Zhang suddenly called him, but Jiang Yishan didn¡¯t want to talk right now so he hung up the phone. Afterwards, the assistant contacted him on WeChat to tell him that boss Wang wanted to talk to Jiang Yishan about Qin Shaocheng.


    Jiang Yishan¡¯s eyes narrowed. He called Xiao Zhang: ¡°How does he know about Qin Shaocheng?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know, brother Jiang.¡± Xiao Zhang was Jiang Yishan¡¯s trusted subordinate this year, but even he didn¡¯t know Qin Shaocheng. Jiang Yishan had never let anyone know. ¡°Boss Wang asked me to tell you this, and he said that you would understand.¡±


    Boss Wang had a partnership with Jiang Yishan and he was the owner of an entertainment company. He had several public relations team and a water army [2] team. Eighty percent of Jiang Yishan¡¯s hype and fame over the years was because of him.


    Jiang Yishan frowned for a moment and said, ¡°Go ask him for a time and place to meet up.¡±


    ¡°Okay! By the way, brother Jiang, have you been on Weibo these past two days? Brother Jiang, don¡¯t browse on Weibo for the time being. Right now, it¡¯s full of¡­¡± Xiao Zhang paused. ¡°Brother Jiang, are you okay?¡±


    Jiang Yishan said flatly, ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    But in truth, he had been disoriented for a long time. He had no stars in his eyes. Others even discriminated against him for being gay. Everyone said that he should die in a bad way, that he was too self-centered, and that he had no class, unlike what Qin Shaocheng told him from when he stood outside the bedroom.


    He really regretted his mistakes.