Chapter 73.2 - Twenty

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Zhou Bin tapped the table then got up. “Hey, Ah Chuan, I’ll leave first. An Xin is still waiting for me. If anything unpleasant happens between you guys, you can always come find me and I’ll take you in unconditionally. Of course, An Xin and I will be sleeping on the bed, you’ll be sleeping on the floor.” zxK4g2

“…… Are you even my brother?”

“Yeah, if not then you wouldn’t even have the right to enter my bedroom.” oH1hji

With that, Zhou Bin left.

But this allowed Nie Chuan’s heart to put down a heavy burden. amSqRj

Because for him, even if the whole world disapproved, if Zhou Bin understood then that was enough.

Relieved, Nie Chuan went to order more food. UXHjM3

He couldn’t pick up the meatballs with chopsticks, so he used a fork. As a result, the meatballs would roll around on the plate several times before they could be skewed. When he chomped on the meatballs in one bite, he could hear some girls in the surroundings saying “cute” again.

I’m not a mascot, please don’t call me cute anymore! grif8U

After the training that evening, Reece and Nie Chuan took the path back to the dormitory with their bags.

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Nie Chuan kept staring at Reece’s waist from behind. When they passed a groove, Reece suddenly turned around and hooked Nie Chuan’s collar, dragging him to eye-level. PcvFmn

“You’ve been staring at my butt for a long time ba

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“I’m not reading it!”

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Back in the dorm, Nie Chuan continued playing games on his phone while Reece sat on the bed across from him reading. Even though he had said that he wouldn’t read it, he still couldn’t help himself.

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He found “Twenty-Four Hours of Black” on the Internet and after only reading the first few paragraphs, he thought that it was practically a horror novel!

In the beginning of the story, Nie Chuan received a text from Reece wanting him to come to the basketball arena that night to settle a score.

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Nie Chuan attended the appointment on time only to not find Reece’s figure in the stadium. He made a call to Reece and heard Reece’s cell phone ringing in the storage room, so he walked in.

The lights inside wouldn’t turn on, but Nie Chuan saw Reece’s phone flashing on the mat.

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When he bent down to pick up the phone, someone attacked him from behind in the darkness, pressing him onto the mat, starting a twenty-four hours that was beyond imagination……

Nie Chuan almost had a heart attack from reading. The descriptions in the novel made one almost experience it for themselves and all kinds of sensations were incomparably clear.

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The process of how the Nie Chuan in the novel went from the initial struggle and terror to later sinking into it and being unable to extricate himself were all written in great detail.

Nie Chuan’s face flushed. He hurriedly closed the page and threw the phone on the bedside table. Turning over in bed, he curled up and closed his eyes.

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But the more he was like this, the more clearly those descriptions replayed in his mind.

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The most important thing was how all of his blood had rushed down there…… he had a reaction……

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“Hey, did you read that story?” Reece’s voice sounded from the other bed.

“No.” Nie Chuan’s heart fiercely palpitated.

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Reece put down the book in his hand and turned off the bedside lamp. Nie Chuan thought he was going to sleep but unexpectedly, Reece came to his bedside and lifted his blanket before hugging him from behind.

“You…… go away!”

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“Really? Are you sure you want me to go away? I was planning to repay your enthusiasm last weekend and help you with my mouth.”

Reece’s breath sprayed on the nape of Nie Chuan’s neck, which made his shoulders tense even more.

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It wasn’t that Nie Chuan had never experienced Reece’s technique, it’s just that Nie Chuan couldn’t bear it even more when he said it like that.

As a result, for most of the night, all that could be heard was the sound of Nie Chuan’s cries.

tn: author used yī yī yā yā (咿咿呀呀) here which can also describe the sounds made when certain *cough* objects are rubbing wMIle

“Hey, should we try it in the warehouse?”

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While Nie Chuan was still in a daze, Reece hugged him and asked. n2AIcT

“No……”

Reece smiled and wiped the sweat from Nie Chuan’s forehead with his fingers, and Nie Chuan snorted softly. nyvMpR

The next day, Nie Chuan became even more depressed. Because the girl who wrote “Twenty-Four Hours of Black” posted another piece of writing called “The Devil’s Woods.” Anyone would know what she was writing about just by hearing this name! Nie Chuan almost coughed out a mouthful of blood!

MadMadamMims: I want to read these fics 👀 they sound promising.

Drea: A bonk for you and a bonk for you, now go to horny jail *eyes NC and Reece* 1FNy0x