Chapter 62
Fan Xing couldn’t quite remember how the previous night had passed, because after he took the initiative to kiss He Qingmo on the Ferris wheel, things took an uncontrollable turn.
He found himself being kissed passionately by the man, and he sensed the change in He Qingmo’s breath and the urgency in his movements.
“Brother!” Fan Xing’s hands instinctively pressed against the man’s chest. However, when he met He Qingmo’s deep gaze, he forgot what he wanted to say. His heart pounded violently—nervous, shy, yet strangely expectant.
The man, looking down at him, grabbed Fan Xing’s wrists and pressed them above his head. He lowered his head and kissed him again.
Later… what happened?
Fan Xing’s mind was far from clear. He only vaguely felt a change in location, from outdoors to indoors. The hard seats turned into a soft bed.
And then…
Thinking about what happened next, Fan Xing’s face flushed. He couldn’t help but cover his face with the blanket, feeling embarrassed and wanting to find a place to hide. Yet, an inexplicable sweetness lingered in his heart, making it difficult for him to calm down. The strange mix of emotions prevented him from finding peace.
Trying to move, he flipped over, but immediately felt sore and achy. He had to lie back down, and the little sweetness turned into resentment!
Even though he couldn’t fully recall, the fact that he was lying here with aching waist and back told him that He Qingmo had not held back.
And to top it off, after a night of enduring this discomfort, that man was nowhere to be found. Fan Xing was not pleased!
So, when He Qingmo entered the room, he saw the little guy glaring at the ceiling with an annoyed expression.
He walked over, poking Fan Xing’s puffed-up cheek, his tone playful yet ambiguous, “Hey, why so upset? Did hubby not perform well last night and didn’t satisfy you?”
Fan Xing was clearly irritated. Hearing the man’s clear and carefree voice made him even more displeased. However, when he met the man’s eyes, he instantly lost his composure. Instead of exuding confidence, he felt flustered and embarrassed, and… there was a hint of anticipation.
“Brother, don’t look at me like that, okay? I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but… but… I… Ugh!”
By the end of his sentence, Fan Xing found himself at a loss. He just felt embarrassed, and what could he do about it?
He Qingmo was completely amused by Fan Xing’s shy demeanor. Unable to resist, he chuckled softly, and his eyes became even softer.
He liked seeing the little guy shy.
Even though things got intimate last night and they were both unable to control their desires, the shyness in the little guy’s eyes always conveyed a sense of bashfulness that drove him crazy.
However, now was not the time to go crazy. No matter how much he enjoyed seeing the post-intimacy shyness in his lover, he couldn’t let the little guy go hungry. Especially when the little guy, driven to desperation, might decide not to let him touch him again. That would be miserable!
So, without teasing Fan Xing further, He Qingmo took the initiative to carry him into the bathroom. After that, he left to prepare lunch.
Of course, he wasn’t the one cooking; a professional chef took care of that.
When Fan Xing emerged from the bath, a sumptuous and exquisite lunch had already been placed on the table.
Feeling hungry, Fan Xing, despite the man’s lingering gaze, quickly sat down and enjoyed the meal.
After a satisfying meal, he finally looked up at He Qingmo, and his mood had finally calmed down. Perhaps it was because the man’s gaze had become more restrained.
In any case, he could now communicate with the man normally.
Fan Xing took a moment to pay attention to his surroundings – a standalone villa with a playful interior design. It seemed to be a themed hotel for a amusement park.
As he realized that they had eagerly checked into a themed hotel last night, Fan Xing’s recently calmed heart couldn’t help but beat uncomfortably again, feeling a bit embarrassed.
As if having telepathic abilities, the man embraced him from behind and whispered teasingly into his ear, “Well, the wife was so proactive last night, and the husband was unprepared, so he had to make do with what he had.”
Fan Xing, reminded of his actions on the Ferris wheel last night, blushed uncontrollably. Feeling uneasy, he shifted his body and started to explain, “I didn’t mean it that way; I just…”
But halfway through his sentence, he suddenly stopped. Lowering his eyelids slightly, he pursed his lips and seemed lost in thought.
“Just what?” The man lightly nibbled his earlobe, gently questioning in a low voice, his warm breath brushing Fan Xing’s delicate ear.
Fan Xing shivered involuntarily, bit his lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the man, saying, “I heard of a saying that when two people kiss at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, they will be together forever. I just wanted to… be with you, always.”
Yes, Fan Xing’s intention last night was that simple.
It might sound childish, but in that moment, he thought of that saying and decided, regardless of its truth, he wanted to do it.
He never expected that things would spiral out of control afterward, and the man would unilaterally interpret his actions as an initiative for something more.
The man, who always thought about teasing his wife, was momentarily stunned. Then a smile blossomed in his eyes, and he looked at those clear eyes. His voice, soft but unquestionable, said, “Certainly!”
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When Fan Xing returned to school on Monday, the popularity of the male school flower hadn’t waned.
Although various TV stations and video platforms discovered that information about this male school flower would always be deleted once uploaded online, and judging by Fan Xing’s unavailability by phone, they realized he probably had a significant background. Hence, they gave up on trying to invite him for TV programs.
However, the campus of Qing University remained active. Various interviews, self-produced entertainment shows, and even some clubs attempted to invite him to help with their promotional posters and videos.
So, Fan Xing spent the entire day either attending classes or rejecting these invitations.
But when he thought he could finally be free after school, he found a crowd of classmates gathering below his dormitory, still trying to persuade him. Feeling that he couldn’t go on like this, he decided to take action.
That night, he used his ID to post on the campus forum for the first time. It was a personal statement, succinctly expressing that he wouldn’t participate in these activities and hoped his fellow students wouldn’t force him.
The post quickly became popular, staying on the front page with comments skyrocketing. Some understood, thinking Fan Xing appeared to be low-key, probably not wanting to stand out. However, others felt he was pretending to be aloof. If he really didn’t want attention, why did he cross-dress as Snow White?
Regardless of the speculations on the forum, the number of people coming to find Fan Xing the next day decreased significantly, showing the effectiveness of his actions. Fan Xing was quite satisfied with the result.
In the afternoon, Fan Xing received a call from Lu Chi, inviting him to dinner that evening.
After hanging up the phone, Fan Xing was momentarily stunned.
Due to Eric’s situation, he had limited energy in the past week. Now, hearing Lu Chi’s voice, he suddenly remembered the absurd things between Lu Chi and Xiao Yu. He remembered that He Qingmo had asked him to persuade Lu Chi to see a psychologist, but how should he approach this?
Considering how well Lu Chi had concealed his psychological issues, Fan Xing thought he probably wouldn’t want others to know about his problems. If Fan Xing directly suggested he see a psychologist, would Lu Chi be upset?
Fan Xing was a bit troubled.
“What’s wrong?” Sitting in the back seat, Qin Xiuming noticed Fan Xing’s deep frown and apparent distress. Unable to resist, he patted his shoulder and asked.
Fan Xing turned around, intending to shake his head and say it was nothing, but then he saw Yu Cheng and Lu Zirui looking over.
Fan Xing’s mind stirred, thinking that he couldn’t come up with a good solution on his own. Why not ask them? Strength in numbers might solve the problem.
So he asked, “If you discover that your friend has a little bit of a mental issue, how would you persuade them to see a psychologist?”
Huh?
The three of them were momentarily stunned by this question, then fell into contemplation.
Actually, persuading someone to see a doctor is not a problem, but persuading them to see a psychologist is indeed tricky. Most people can accept having physical illnesses, but not everyone is comfortable acknowledging they have a mental health issue.
“Is it severe? Does it affect normal life?” Qin Xiuming thought for a moment before asking.
Fan Xing gently shook his head, “Not that severe.”
“In that case, don’t bother persuading. Since it doesn’t affect normal life, maybe with time, it’ll resolve itself. In today’s society, under so much pressure, everyone might have some mental issues that aren’t that severe. I actually think that persuading him to see a psychologist might make him feel more burdened, and it could even worsen the problem.”
Qin Xiuming’s words made some sense. However, he said this with his own interests in mind – he didn’t want Fan Xing to worry about this matter, and he believed it was a thankless task. The other person might not appreciate Fan Xing meddling in their affairs.
Fan Xing, being the helpful and caring person he was, didn’t understand Qin Xiuming’s thoughts. After a moment of contemplation, he said softly, “I’ll think about it some more.”
Although Qin Xiuming’s advice seemed reasonable, the real issue was whether Fan Xing could handle adjusting Land Rover’s problem on his own.
What Fan Xing feared more was that if Land Rover didn’t manage his mental issues properly and found out about the despicable things Xiao Yu had done to him, would Land Rover engage in some extreme behavior?
So, Qin Xiuming’s suggestion wasn’t feasible. Fan Xing needed to find a way to convince Land Rover.
As for the method, he would think about it slowly. There’s always a solution when the time comes. During dinner with Land Rover in the evening, he would subtly test the waters.
However, when evening came, he waited for Land Rover at the canteen for almost two hours, but he didn’t show up.
During this time, Fan Xing made numerous phone calls to Land Rover, but there was no answer.
Starting to worry because Land Rover had never stood him up before, and even if he couldn’t make it, he would inform Fan Xing. Now, not answering the phone was unusual.
Just as Fan Xing was considering whether to go to Land Rover’s off-campus rented house, he received a call from an unknown number. “Hello, we’re from the Municipal Hospital. Do you know someone named Land Rover? He’s currently in our hospital undergoing emergency treatment. If you’re his family or friend, please come over as soon as possible.”
“What?” Fan Xing’s mind went blank for a moment, and his voice trembled unconsciously. “Emergency treatment? What happened to him?”
“Wrist cutting and excessive consumption of sleeping pills. Are you his family? When can you come over?” The person on the other end seemed a bit anxious, giving a brief explanation before urging again.
Fan Xing mechanically nodded, “I’ll come right away. Thank you, doctor.”
After hanging up the phone, Fan Xing immediately rushed out to hail a taxi and headed to the hospital. His mind was in chaos.
Wrist cutting and excessive sleeping pills, this was a suicide attempt. Moreover, it was a double-suicide attempt, meaning he didn’t intend to survive.
Why?
He had just called him in the afternoon to make plans to meet in the evening. At that time, Fan Xing didn’t sense any emotional issues from Land Rover’s tone. He seemed quite relaxed and cheerful. Just a few hours later, why did he choose such an extreme way to end his life?
When Fan Xing arrived at the hospital, Land Rover was still in emergency treatment.
He heard that the wrist cut was particularly deep, the artery was severed, so they had to suture it first. Since he had ingested a whole bottle of sleeping pills, gastric lavage was inevitable. The problem was that Land Rover’s stomach wasn’t in good condition, and there was continuous bleeding during the process.
Fan Xing sat on a bench in the corridor, staring fixedly at the door of the emergency room, his hands trembling unconsciously.
He maintained this posture for two hours before the door of the emergency room finally opened.
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