Chapter 8

Jiang Fu hugged the blanket on the sofa and waited for Yu Hui. He waited from eight o’clock till two in the morning without seeing him return, and finally fell asleep. After waking up confused and still alone, Jiang Fu touched the other side of the big bed. It was cold.

Surprisingly, Yu Hui did not even lie on the bed, it seems he really is angry.

He yawned and headed for the living room, his messy pajamas and his curly hair was loose, showing his dainty cute side.

“Hui?…”

His still nasal grunt paused at the sight of the silent man in the living room, then Jiang Fu rolled his eyes and asked.

“When did you come back?”

Yu Hui had not slept all night, and his appearance was as hazy as a layer of fog that could not be dispelled.

He gazed down at the innocent-looking teenager, and only after a long while did he say.

“Just got back.”

He was still willing to talk, it seemed that he could still be coaxed.

Jiang Fu put his mind at ease a little, scratching his head in embarrassment and whispered.

“Hui Hui, I hope you’re not angry, I was joking with you yesterday.”

Surprisingly, Yu Hui didn’t react at all, he just looked at Jiang Fu indifferently.

Jiang Fu blinked, his black and moist pupils filled with craftiness. He was apprehensive and uneasy as he approached Yu Hui. He reached out and tugged on Yu Hui’s sleeve, and spoke in a spoiled voice.

“Hui Hui~~ You’re not mad at me, are you?”

Yu Hui looked at him silently, his eyes dark and sunken. He raised his hand to touch the side of Jiang Fu’s face softly, his lips raised in a cool smirk and whispered.

“Chéng.”

Jiang Fu tilted his head to look at him and waited but didn’t hear the rest of Yu Hui’s statement. He looked at Yu Hui’s calm face and couldn’t guess how he’s feeling, so he took the initiative to reach out and wrap his arms around his neck softly.

“Yu Hui, I’m here, what’s wrong?”

Instead of answering, Yu Hui held him up by his waist.

……Ooh.

Yu Hui’s kisses were extremely aggressive and overbearing, sucking and biting with such great force that Jiang Fu’s soft skin was sore from the kisses.

Jiang Fu subconsciously pulled back slightly, but the back of his head was held, not allowing any escape. He felt like was going to be swallowed alive by Yu Hui.

Jiang Fu grudgingly let out vague whimpering sounds, but Yu Hui bit him fiercely, and the faint smell of blood gradually filled the air. Immediately, the wound was delicately licked, stinging momentary like a pinprick.

The color of the blood stain on his lips paired with a gloomy and cold look, Yu Hui actually resembled a sadistic and cruel vampire.

Jiang Fu looked at him uncertainly, his wet eyes full of confusion.

“Hui?”

“Chéng, don’t like other people, okay?”

Jiang Fu didn’t want him to take what he said at the ball seriously and quickly coaxed.

“I don’t like anyone else, I was really joking with you last night.”

Yu Hui ignored him and lowered his head to rub against his neck, as if he was a million times more attached to him, he continued.

“Chéng, don’t break up with me, don’t leave me.”

Jiang Fu looked at Yu Hui’s dazed appearance and felt that something was strange, but did not think much of it.

His eyes swept past Yu Hui to the clock on the living room wall and then he opened his eyes wide in dismay, finally realizing the oddity as to why he felt something was wrong a moment ago.

This was clearly not the apartment they lived in before. It was likely that before he woke up, Yu Hui took him to a new and unfamiliar place.

Guessing Yu Hui’s obscure and dark plans, he didn’t show any rejection, but instead went to hold Yu Hui’s knuckles, his soft voice full of resignation.

“Hui Hui… I’m not going anywhere.”

Yu Hui paused, staring at him intently with a gaze that showed unabashed violence, full of monopolistic desire.

“Chéng, you’re not going anywhere, you can only stay here with me.”

The look on his face was clearly filled with distrust towards Jiang Fu, and last night’s confrontation in full view of the public had caused him to become uncontrollably mad, allowing black vines to slowly wrap around his heart, the barbs cutting deep and thick blood flowed out, staining him with darkness.

Locking up Chéng in a room where it was just him, where no one else could covet him, so that he would no longer be able to watch Chéng go to anyone but helplessly stay in his arms.

Jiang Fu naturally saw the heavy suspicion beneath his paranoid look and sighed silently. I just wanted to pretend to break up to see how Hui Hui would react, what is all this emotional turmoil…?

Sure enough, things were sliding toward an irreversible abyss, but he wasn’t worried. He could get Yu Hui back no matter how deep the abyss was, but before that, he had to let Yu Hui experience the feeling of falling.

Yu Hui was still calm and gentle, he didn’t say a word about leaving here, and every day he stayed with Jiang Fu in the new apartment, he spoke a lot less.

Jiang Fu was already uninterested in school, and after seeing how unstable Yu Hui was, he was happy to play along with the house arrest and not speak about going out. Their daily routine became watching TV, rolling in bed and playing games.

Even though Yu Hui had been soft and warm lately, and hadn’t seen any expression of disgust or rejection on Jiang Fu’s face, the betrayal on the night of the ball had planted a deep seed in his heart.

He suddenly realized that if Jiang Fu’s fondness for him disappeared one day, he would leave him without a second thought.

He would leave him for Zhou Chuan, they would disappear together.

Such thoughts caused serious heart ache and his liver felt crushed. Jiang Fu had long become a part of his flesh and bones. He could neither tolerate nor accept him leaving, it was the same as horrifically cutting away his bones and flesh.

So instead of always fretting and worrying that Jiang Fu would leave, it’s better to lock him up forever and not give him any chance to escape, so as to have his peace of mind.

Jiang Fu had always been an adaptable man, and even after three years of being locked up in his apartment, he was still as fresh as ever, like a well-cared-for potted plant. The isolation from the sun only made him more reserved, not withering away.

And the three years of day and night companionship had finally made Yu Hui gradually believe his words. He was endlessly spoiled, but still refused to let him out.

But one day, Yu Hui suddenly offered to take him out the next day.

Jiang Fu, who was eating dinner, was so shocked that he couldn’t even eat anymore, and looked at him in surprise, unable to comprehend the sudden change.

Hey, can’t we just stay happily at home and be rice worms? QAQ

Looking at his confused look, Yu Hui’s eyes flashed, but he just smiled and didn’t say anything.

The next day as he was actually standing outside the apartment building, Jiang Fu was a bit dazed.

The long hours of indoor life had made his complexion fairer, as if he could be seen through in the sunlight. Jiang Fu’s body was lean. He was tall, narrow-shouldered and thin-waisted. Every inch of his skin and bones was infused with three years of unconscious love and care.

He took a deep breath, his eyes smiled at Yu Hui, the dimples in his cheeks tinged with deep sweetness.

Yu Hui’s eyes sank slightly. He casted a cold look at the passers-by who were casting obsessive glances at Jiang Fu, and shoved him into the car.

During the car ride, Yu Hui remained silent, only kneading Jiang Fu’s fingers gently.

Jiang Fu didn’t ask where they were going. He just knew that Hui was in a good mood, so he blindly guessed while letting down the window of the car to look at the long line of buildings and cars he hadn’t seen in three years. Jiang Fu’s reminiscing didn’t give birth to a half-hearted desire to flee, but he rather felt that the streets were a bit noisy, so it was better to stay in the apartment and be happy.

Finally, the car pulled over to the side of the road, and while Yu Hui got off without a word, a bewildered Jiang Fu saw the scene of the wedding being held across the street and Zhou Chuan in the groom’s dress.

……

He looked at Yu Hui with a complicated mood, deeply impressed by the other party’s ability to hold a grudge.

Surely this became a hurdle to overcome.

Yu Hui stared closely at Jiang Fu’s demeanor, his appearance changed slightly, but his tone was cold and subtle.

“Chéng, Zhou Chuan is getting married.”

Oh, it’s none of my business. Jiang Fu took the initiative to hold Yu Hui’s arms, his smiling voice was indifferent.

“I see, Hui Hui, it’s so boring outside, I want to go home.”

Yu Hui cupped his chin, his hot breath hit his face, his dark eyes moving to look at Jiang Fu.

“Chéng, do you still like him?”

This old gong still thinks I haven’t moved on. What to do?

“How many times do I have to tell you before you’ll believe me?”

Jiang Fu sighed and simply cupped Yu Hui’s face and kissed him, an ambiguous smile overflowed, with helpless indulgence.

After more than three years of intertwining for day and night, their bodies had long since reached an incomparable tacit compatibility, as if water had blended with water and spring breeze with spring breeze. They could easily obtain a great sense of satisfying filling.

Jiang Fu nibbled at his powerful neck, his tiny voice still tinged with a bit of laughter.

“I said… I only like you ah,… Silly Hui Hui.”

Yu Hui fiercely trembled, even his breathing turned a little jumbled, and his lowered voice was wrapped in unbelievable joy, as if he were holding a lost treasure. Each kiss was affectionate, and all the hot currents of worry could only be conveyed in feeble humble words.

“Chéng, Chéng.”

Jiang Fu sighed softly and hugged him tightly.