NovelEnglishFan Xui swiftly ran to Yue and covered him with his sheets. He sat by the bed and sighed loudly.
Right then he started to panic.
The young man named Peng Peng seemed to be close to Yue and his family. If by any chance he told his family that his eyes have been healed, all his effort will go down the drain.
But now it was too late. If he told Yue's parents that he had been lying all, along they will lose all trust in him.
Somewhere in the back of his consciousness, a voice was whispering that it was not too late.
.But he knew... one word from this guy and Yue's father would banish him from visiting him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust to stay close, he had to lie unconventionally.
Sighing, he walked into the bathroom. It was a quite a small and simple compared to his own. There was only one towel, one shampoo and body wash, nothing else.
He hopped into the shower and peeled off his dirty clothes. He tossed them in the hamper. The warm water washed away all his insecurities. Just being close to Yue made him feel so good.
Suddenly a sharp pain distracted his thought, the back of his head was aching badly and weird images flashed in front of his eyes.
{"we found it! Found it..." Qian was shouting something holding a small specimen bottle.
After which, the sharp pain on the back of his head intensified. He saw Qian's shocked face in those visions. Then everything went up in flames.}
"gahhh.." he panted loudly, holding onto the shower walls. The pain dispersed, but it left his body physically tired. He stumblingly wore his clothes and walked out.
By the time he reached his bed, he could not keep himself awake any longer. He just lost consciousness, falling right next to Yue.
Outside, Peng Peng joined Qian on the sofa. "So how long do you know, mister fan?"
"Him? for a long time. We got to know each other in middle school." Qian shyly whispered. Their legs were touching and so were their arms.
Qian swiftly moved away, shrinking his legs tighter.
"w—why are you looking at me like that?" Qian Wen mumbled, fidgeting with his fingers.
"Looking at you like what?"
"Like you are... to eat." he mumbled something else with his head lowered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWithout having to explain, Peng pen understood. "hahaha I see.... you have a great body." his hands gently touched his thighs. He could feel the muscle constrict to his touch. He squeezed him.
"eekk."
Qian Wen peaked at him from under his lashes. "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing.. hey what is your size down there?"
Qian choked on his spit. He stood up straight and ran to the kitchen hurriedly.
"oh Jesus... I am screwed..." he blushed slightly watching Qian panicky run to the sink and wash his face.
Qian Wen walked out of the kitchen after a while and sat down at the corner of the sofa. "Seven..." he whispered.
"What?"
"I'm seven. Is that.... okay?"
Peng Peng leaned closer onto his shoulders and whispered. "That's more than enough to fill me up."
The guy jolted up. His face was red as a tomato.
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