The moment the idea of “getting a room” entered Lu Xingyan’s head, he could no longer sit still.
Jiang Ji had not intended to leave yet, but Lu Xingyan went straight to Gu Xiaobo. Claiming that something important had come up, he sent the birthday boy a large red packet as an apology, grabbed his brother, and left early.
“What are you in such a hurry for, Lu Xingyan?” The laughter Jiang Ji had held back all night finally escaped once they walked out of the KTV. “Weren’t you unwilling to be my toy? Didn’t I deeply wound your dignity? Has your dignity recovered already?”
“…” Lu Xingyan clenched his car keys as he walked ahead of Jiang Ji, the side of his face faintly red beneath the night sky. “I’m not in a hurry. I’m nervous.”
“That’s what you look like when you’re nervous?”
Jiang Ji thought for a moment, then suddenly understood. “I get it. You actually really don’t want to get a room with me, but you have no choice. Since you have to go eventually, you’d rather get the execution over with. Right?”
Lu Xingyan said, “…”
Jiang Ji was mocking him, wasn’t he?
He definitely was.
How could this person be so awful? Did Jiang Ji think Lu Xingyan was desperate for sex?
No. The exact opposite. Lu Xingyan was simply advancing the plan. The one blinded by lust was Jiang Ji. His poor brother did not even realize he had been hooked.
Lu Xingyan went through another round of psychological preparation, opened the passenger door for Jiang Ji, watched his brother sit down, then braced one hand on the door and picked up his humble persona again. “That’s not what I was thinking. I figured something out just now, Bro.”
Jiang Ji waited attentively.
“I like you so much,” Lu Xingyan said with great emotion. “As long as I can be with you, I’ll be happy. Whether I’m your toy or your boyfriend doesn’t matter. I’m willing.”
“…”
Jiang Ji’s eyelid twitched. He could not stand him. “Get in the car.”
When Lu Xingyan said they were going to a hotel, he truly meant it. Seeing that Jiang Ji did not object, his courage grew and he immediately navigated to the hotel he had in mind.
Lu Xingyan had imagined how a first night might go before.
The strange thing was that he had never imagined his own first night. He had imagined Jiang Ji’s.
Lu Xingyan knew Jiang Ji had proper morals and did not fool around outside. But because Lu Xingyan disliked him, he constantly slandered him anyway, including but not limited to thoughts like, Jiang Ji didn’t come home tonight. He probably got a room with someone. Heh.
In Lu Xingyan’s imagination, Jiang Ji treated his bed partners terribly. He never cared whether the other person felt good and simply did whatever pleased himself. Afterward, they would post online complaining: “Met an absolute scumbag in bed today…”
Lu Xingyan could usually imagine the entire plot from beginning to end and would even mentally reply beneath the imaginary post: “Yes. He is a scumbag. Everyone should open their eyes and stay away from him.”
Everyone had a first time. Jiang Ji’s first time had probably been clumsy too.
Bad technique, bad temper. It would have been miraculous if anyone enjoyed sleeping with him.
Yet strangely enough, although the imaginary scenes in Lu Xingyan’s mind were extremely complete, he had never once imagined whether Jiang Ji’s bed partner was male or female.
That person’s image was blurred. They had no body, no voice. Only Jiang Ji appeared clearly in the picture, sometimes looking down toward the imaginary camera and sometimes lying beneath it. Occasionally, he would show an expression of pleasure and make certain indecent sounds…
Scumbag. Shameless.
Who gave you permission to have premarital sex? Did Mom and Dad agree? Did I agree?
The conservative Lu Xingyan would grow angrier the longer he imagined it. So the ending was usually that he personally dragged Jiang Ji out of bed and taught him a vicious lesson, fantasizing that Jiang Ji would choke out through tears, “I was wrong. Brother will listen to you from now on… Don’t do it anymore. It hurts…”
Lu Xingyan had no idea what exactly he was doing to him. In any case, Jiang Ji cried terribly.
Such a thing could never happen in reality, which was precisely why it delighted Lu Xingyan so much.
During adolescence, the boys around him had all loved sharing adult videos and occasionally gathered together to say filthy things, discussing which celebrities were their dream girls. Lu Xingyan had never had a dream girl. He only liked teaching his brother lessons in his dreams.
The reason was obvious enough.
He simply hated Jiang Ji too much.
Where there was oppression, there would always be resistance. Lu Xingyan had been naturally rebellious since birth.
Rebellious Lu Xingyan drove the car while his mind drifted in all directions. Before they even reached the hotel, his face was already hot. He lowered the window and muttered to himself, “Summer’s almost here. It’s been so hot lately…”
Jiang Ji gave him a strange look. “The temperature’s dropping tonight. It’s supposed to rain.”
Lu Xingyan said, “…”
That was normal. The air was always stuffy before rain.
The drive to the hotel took less than half an hour. After getting the key card, they went upstairs.
Only when they reached the battlefield did Lu Xingyan suddenly become intensely nervous. Earlier, the words “get a room” had slipped out with no effort at all, and only now did he belatedly understand what he was actually doing.
Why had Jiang Ji not refused? And why was he so calm? Leaving Lu Xingyan to be nervous alone was terribly embarrassing.
“Bro.”
Their room was on the twenty-third floor. The moment they entered the elevator, Lu Xingyan lightly caught Jiang Ji’s wrist and hesitated before asking, “Is this your first time?”
He stood close enough that the words resembled a whispered secret. Jiang Ji leaned several inches closer and let his moving lips brush Lu Xingyan’s ear. “Guess.”
Lu Xingyan said, “…”
Who wants to guess? I’m not guessing.
This man truly needed to be taught a lesson. Lu Xingyan replayed his dream scenario fiercely in his mind. The moment the elevator doors opened, he dragged Jiang Ji outside with such forceful confidence that he might have been possessed by the version of himself from those dreams.
Any moment now, Jiang Ji would be reduced to tears beneath his lesson.
Reality was the exact opposite.
The instant they entered the room, Lu Xingyan noticed that Jiang Ji was smiling.
It was not a friendly smile. It had the aura of a villain offering helpless humanity one final look of pity before destroying the world.
A chill ran down Lu Xingyan’s spine. “Bro…”
“What?” Jiang Ji adjusted the lights, closed the curtains, then sat at the edge of the bed. “Come here. Why are you standing there like an idiot?”
Lu Xingyan did not want to lose momentum, so he forced himself to walk over.
“Weren’t you the one who wanted to come here? What kind of expression is that?” Jiang Ji stopped smiling. “You look like I’m forcing you.”
“No. I came willingly.”
“…”
Saying it that way somehow made it sound even more like coercion.
Lu Xingyan knew it too. To relieve the awkwardness, he voluntarily wrapped his arms around Jiang Ji. He could not keep talking. Conversations with Jiang Ji had a tendency to make him angry, and the more they spoke, the less atmosphere remained.
Based on last time, kissing directly would probably be better. But today he was more nervous, and what they planned to do was different.
Then the person in his arms suddenly asked, “Lu Xingyan, do you know what being a toy means?”
Lu Xingyan nodded, then shook his head.
“It’s simple,” Jiang Ji said. “The most important thing is obedience. Whatever I tell you to do, you do it. Can you manage that?”
“…”
It sounded simple enough, but Lu Xingyan’s instincts detected a trap and he hesitated.
Jiang Ji did not rush him. Instead, he kindly persuaded him. “You can still regret it now. If you don’t want to agree, leave. I won’t be angry.”
“No. I agree.”
If Jiang Ji had not tried persuading him, Lu Xingyan might have hesitated longer. The moment he did, Lu Xingyan’s stubbornness flared. He promised decisively, “I won’t regret it.”
“Good.” The corner of Jiang Ji’s mouth lifted in satisfaction. “Then let’s begin.”
“Wait.”
Lu Xingyan’s arms around his brother trembled faintly. “We seem to have… um… not bought condoms?”
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