Chapter 5: Part 1 - Two-Faced

Two-Faced

When Jin Yanliu woke up and opened his eyes, he thought he was dreaming when he saw Zhou Beiyang’s face.

They lived together, but it was the first time that he had seen Zhou Beiyang’s face up close.

His bright and fair skin, sharp and dark eyebrows, European featured brow shape, and his tall nose made his facial features look more pronounced. His eyelashes were dense and long, and his lip had a healthy and clean color.

After watching for a while, Jin Yanliu’s gaze finally shifted to the faint scar on Zhou Beiyang’s right brow bone.

The scar split apart and interrupted the young man’s prominent long, dark eyebrows, and it was especially noticeable from up close.

It was because of him that Zhou Beiyang got this scar.

Back when Jin Yanliu was in middle school, his grades were terrible, and he was always hanging out with that gang of second-generation rich kids at school. One time, the gang got into some trouble with some folks at the school next door after playing billiards too loudly. In the end, the two units fought in the back alley of the school. When they were fighting, Zhou Beiyang suddenly popped up from nowhere, and seeing him having some trouble fighting, the well- rounded straight- A student picked up a brick and joined the fight.

The other party had his head bleeding profusely, and Zhou Beiyang wasn’t any better off, leaving with a scar on his brow bone. The doctor said that if the wound was another half an inch down, his eye most likely couldn’t be preserved.

After this incident, Zhou Beiyang and Jin Yanliu’s brotherly love grew more potent than ever.

As he thought about these things from the past, and then thought about how there wasn’t much time left till he would need to go and cut off his relations with Zhou Beiyang, Jin Yanliu felt his heart ache with sadness.

Extending his hand, he gently touched Zhou Beiyang’s brow bone.

When his fingers met warm skin, he was stunned for a moment. Then, Zhou Beiyang’s eyelashes trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

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“Holy shit!”

Jin Yanliu sat up on the bed in a panic, quivering in fright.

The memories of last night came flooding back. He remembered that he seemed to have drunk too much, and then…

Damn.

Jin Yanliu immediately lowered his head and looked at himself, but saw that he was dressed neatly in pajamas buttoned fully to the top. Hurriedly lifting up his shirt to take a look, he then pulled off his pants, carefully touching both front and back parts.

Although he had no sexual experience, just with his knowledge of sex alone, he could tell that he most likely hadn’t done it yet, not from the front nor the back.

Jin Yanliu took a long breath and stretched out his leg to kick Zhou Beiyang.

Zhou Beiyang mildly furrowed his eyebrows. Opening his eyes, he looked dazed for a while before hastily sitting up with his back straight.

“You’re awake.” His voice was raspy but calm.

Jin Yanliu’s heart raced as he asked, “Why am I here? Why are you here…”

“You don’t remember?”

Jin Yanliu pursed his lips.

“You drank too much last night. Fatty and I picked you up together. I slept here to take care of you.” Zhou Bei Yang cleared his throat, his pajamas neat and smooth without a single wrinkle.

His expression and tone were all very natural too.

Jin Yanliu finally let out a sigh of relief.

That’s right. Zhou Beiyang has been honest and disciplined, ever since childhood. Even if him, Jin Yanliu, had been drunk and mad, Zhou Beiyang would always be sober, so how could he sleep with him?

He was just overly worried due to what Little Ai said, causing him to overreact as well.

The young man wiped his face and murmured softly, “Oh.”

Zhou Beiyang had already gotten up from the bed, pushing back the curtains; the sunlight that immediately spilled in was a little piercing to the eyes.

Jin Yanliu shielded his eyes using the back of his hand and fell back into the bed once more.

The second he relaxed, the feeling of exhaustion and dizziness overtook him, and Jin Yanliu began to stretch his aching waist while lying on the bed. When Zhou Beiyang turned back after finished arranging the curtains, the first thing he saw was Jin Yanliu’s fair, soft waist. Turning away, he immediately walked out of the bedroom.

Once Jin Yanliu rested for a while, he suddenly smiled broadly, feeling that it was kind of funny how he was so nervous and overly worried.

He actually suspected Zhou Beiyang and him had done that sort of thing on the bed… it was a thought that could cause him to be struck by lightning and was also just too funny.

It’s just that after he was a bit drunk, he seemed to have had a terrible nightmare, and after waking up woozy and confused, he couldn’t recall clearly.

Climbing out the bed, Jin Yanliu went to the bathroom to take a shower. Suddenly, while showering, he shouted out, “Little Yang, I need to meet with some people today, and I’ll wear a tunic.”

He had gotten used to having Zhou Beiyang prepare clothes for him every day. It’s unclear when this habit started to form; perhaps it was during high school. At first, it was only helping him prepare the school uniform, then it became his underwear too. Eventually, all of his clothes were matched and organized by Zhou Beiyang, including even his watches, belts, and ties… Jin Yanliu only had to wear them.

Zhou Beiyang grunted in compliance and almost immediately brought the clothes in. The bathroom was meant for single-person usage since usually, Jin Yanliu lived alone in this room. All the glass walls in the bathroom were transparent. Even with the fog from the water vapor couldn’t prevent him from seeing everything.