Chapter 75

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They sat and talked for a while. After finishing a glass of water, Chen Hailan returned to the inner room to prepare for bed.

Yang Youming stood up and placed the glasses back on the liquor cabinet, then turned to Xia Xingcheng and said, “Going to bed?”

Xia Xingcheng nodded as he returned to his small bed. Taking off his shoes and sitting down, he watched Yang Youming walk to the door and reach out to turn off the lights in the outer room.

There was a moment of darkness before him until Xia Xingcheng adjusted to it. With the light shining from the inner room, he saw the outline of Yang Youming’s slender profile.

“Good night,” Yang Youming’s voice was soft and deep.

Xia Xingcheng also said, “Goodnight.”

Afterwards, Yang Youming stepped into the inner room, leaving the sliding door between the two rooms opened after he went in. Xia Xingcheng lay down on the bed. He could hear Yang Youming and Chen Hailan talking in low voices. When he listened carefully, he could clearly hear that they weren’t talking about anything too significant, so he turned over and slightly pulled up his blanket, covering half his face and only revealing a single eye.

Xia Xingcheng felt that Chen Hailan could probably tell—yet Chen Hailan would definitely not show it in front of him. He just didn’t know whether Chen Hailan would ask Yang Youming. After all, the two of them were long-time friends.

But then, so what if he could tell? It seemed like Yang Youming didn’t even think that it was necessary to hide this from Chen Hailan. He didn’t mind exposing the marks on his body at all—doesn’t this attitude mean that he wasn’t afraid of Chen Hailan knowing? He just didn’t expect that Ling Jiayue would be there at the time. Ling Jiayue’s attitude made Xia Xingcheng somewhat uncomfortable—just a little bit though, because when all is said and done, compared to Yang Youming’s calmness, what Ling Jiayue thought didn’t matter at all to Xia Xingcheng.

At this time, the inner room’s lights were also turned off, and no more sounds of talking could be heard. Xia Xingcheng assumed that they must all be asleep.

But Xia Xingcheng himself didn’t feel the least bit sleepy at this time. Lying down on the bed, he fished out his phone from under his pillow and tapped on WeChat to look for Yang Youming.

He tapped on Yang Youming’s profile picture and found that it was an endless blue sea. There two of them had never had a WeChat convo, so he sent the first message over, “Ming ge.”

Xia Xingcheng didn’t know if Yang Youming would reply, perhaps Yang Youming was already asleep.

Yet unexpectedly, Yang Youming quickly answered with one word, “Mm.”

Xia Xingcheng was slightly excited. He turned over under the covers and lay on his stomach so he could type faster with both hands, “Is Lan ge asleep?”

Yang Youming answered, “He might be.”

For an instant, Xia Xingcheng wanted to get up, but gave up on the idea after a moment’s hesitation. He quickly typed a line: “Will you come back to Beijing with me?” Xia Xingcheng’s hometown was not Beijing, but he had an apartment in the city, and his company was also in Beijing. Apart from occasional trips to his hometown to visit his parents and big brother, he would live in that apartment whenever he didn’t have work.

But this was not necessarily the case with Yang Youming. So long as he didn’t have any work, Yang Youming would stay in seclusion. The media practically never got ahold of him—maybe he didn’t even stay in the country at all.

Xia Xingcheng also didn’t know what other work arrangements Yang Youming has after the award ceremony, only that he wouldn’t be returning to Beijing for the time being.

After Xia Xingcheng asked about this, Yang Youming didn’t answer for quite some time. Just as Xia Xingcheng was beginning to feel nervous and uneasy, Yang Youming sent him an address and a series of numbers.

Yang Youming told him, “This is my Beijing address and passcode. I have a few things to sort out and will be back two days late.”

Xia Xingcheng buried his face in the pillow and raised his head a moment later, replying, “Okay.”

Early the next morning, Xia Xingcheng was roused from his dreams. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Youming sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him. Only then did he realize where he was, and he subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to call out ‘Ming ge’, but Yang Youming put his finger to his lips and motioned for him to stay silent. Then, he leaned close to his ear and kissed him gently, saying, “‘Morning.”

Xia Xingcheng wasn’t fully awake yet. He watched as Yang Youming got up from his bedside, and then the bathroom door opened and Chen Hailan came out, greeting him with a laugh, “Xingcheng is awake?”

Xia Xingcheng climbed out of the bed. Yang Youming took the clothes that he had taken off and left on the sofa last night and put them next to his bed. As Xia Xingcheng put his clothes on, he raised his head and noticed that Yang Youming had already changed his clothes, and the collar of his sweater covered the marks on his neck. Because Yang Youming was looking down at him, his jaw pressed down on the edge of the high collar, and there was a kind of peculiar gentleness on his face. It was as if his entire being had become abstinent as soon as the traces of sex was hidden under his clothes.

When in bed, he was obviously so unrestrained and sexy.

Xia Xingcheng didn’t know why he was thinking about this so early in the morning. Lowering his head, he slipped his legs into his pants, then stood up to pull them up.

At that time, Chen Hailan went to the door and opened it. He said, “I’m going down first, you guys come have breakfast quickly.” With that, he walked out and closed the door.

Only Yang Youming and Xia Xingcheng remained in the room.

In an instant, Xia Xingcheng’s mind grew lively. Right then, Yang Youming walked up to him and reached out towards the place between his legs.

Xia Xingcheng’s heartbeat violently accelerated.

Yang Youming lowered his head, his slender fingers helping Xia Xingcheng button his pants, then slowly gave him the zipper to pull up and said, “The car will pick us up soon, go wash up, then we’ll go down for breakfast.”

Xia Xingcheng glanced at him and headed for the bathroom, not quite willing to go.

By the time they went downstairs, Chen Hailan was already sitting and having breakfast with Ren Yuchang. Both Ren Jingyuan and Qin Xueyue hadn’t gotten up, so the old teacher said that the youngsters should just sleep a little longer.

As soon as Xia Xingcheng sat down, he found that Ling Jiayue had also come down. Her face didn’t look too good, and he wondered if she hadn’t slept well last night.

The housekeeper poured a bowl of porridge for Xia Xingcheng. Xia Xingcheng took it and said, “Thank you.”

Yang Youming took an egg from the large bowl on the dining table and handed it to him.

Xia Xingcheng had never particularly liked white boiled eggs much, but since Yang Youming was the one who gave it to him, he received it with delight.

Ling Jiayue didn’t eat anything and constantly stared at Xia Xingcheng. Later, Ren Yuchang stood up to pour milk for her and said, “Eat something, girl.” She only lowered her head and cupped the glass, drinking the milk sip by sip.

After breakfast, Yang Youming received a call. The car was already waiting for them outside, so he stood up with Xia Xingcheng and said to Ren Yuchang, “Teacher, Xingcheng and I will leave first. We’ll come back and visit you again next time.”

Ren Yuchang nodded and, together with Chen Hailan and Ling Jiayue, he sent the two of them all the way to the entrance of the villa.

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