When Li Mu arrived at the police station, the three individuals had already completed their statements and were seated in the lobby.
“How did this happen?! Where are you hurt?” Seeing Bi Yuan’s disheveled hair and clothes, covered in bloodstains, and a bloody handprint on his face, Li Mu was utterly astonished—he had never seen Bi Yuan look so disheveled in his life and assumed he had been injured in a fight.
“I’m fine, it’s that kid.” Bi Yuan raised his chin, gesturing for Li Mu to look at the person sitting nearby, still sniffling and crying with snot and tears smeared across his face. He indicated that the blood on his body was from that person, then turned to stare at Xu Yang. “Yang Yang, should I go buy some ointment for you?” Xu Yang was still holding the broken computer, its cracked screen still displaying an image, but nothing was visible anymore, and the only sound was the crackling of static, with no audio effects left.
After leaving the police station, Li Mu noticed that Xu Yang seemed to be in a daze, following Bi Yuan silently. Though Xu Yang didn’t dare to ask certain questions in Bi Yuan’s presence, he whispered to him, “I’ll handle Wen Hao’s matter. He’s ruined his career, and there’s probably no future for him now.”
Upon hearing the name “Wenhao,” Bi Yuan still felt indignant. Li Mu’s tone seemed to imply regret, which Bi Yuan found utterly incomprehensible. He muttered, “Let him fend for himself,” then dragged Xu Yang to retrieve the car.
His shirt was covered in Wenhao’s blood. Bi Yuan had lost his temper and hadn’t held back, leaving the man’s mouth swollen and bleeding. It was unclear if any teeth were missing, but saliva mixed with blood had sprayed all over Bi Yuan, making it seem as though he had suffered severe injuries.
After bringing Xu Yang into the car, Bi Yuan went to the trunk to find some mineral water and a towel. He took off his shirt and tossed it into the trash bin at the parking lot. He poured water onto the towel and roughly wiped his face, then wiped off the filth from his body before feeling a bit more comfortable. However, there were no spare clothes in the car, so Biyuan had no choice but to drive with his shirt off.
“I’ll go back and change clothes first,” he said, starting the car, shifting gears, and accelerating away. While driving, he kept an eye on Xu Yang’s mood and carefully said, “I forgot to leave spare clothes in the car. I threw away that shirt earlier, so I need to go back and find something to change into. I’ll drop you off at home later.”
“I… I’m not going back.” Xu Yang was still holding the broken computer in his hands. The “hissing” sound seemed to be on loop, having played continuously for several hours without stopping. Xu Yang’s response was so soft that Bi Yuan couldn’t hear it clearly. He said, “Hm?” But Xu Yang stammered for a while without being able to form a complete sentence.
His attention was completely drawn to the bare-chested Bi Yuan.
Not long ago, he had had uninhibited sex with this person, even falling asleep without realizing it. Now this person was shirtless and so close to him that Xu Yang felt inexplicably awkward, quietly sitting up straight from his previously slumped posture. Fortunately, Bi Yuan also paid attention to his stammering.
When he saw Bi Yuan fighting for him earlier, Xu Yang had already been amazed by Bi Yuan’s physical strength, but at the time, his attention was focused on the fight itself, and he was only thinking about getting the two of them to stop struggling with each other. He didn’t have the heart to pay much attention to the muscles on his body. Now, sitting in the same space, Bi Yuan was shirtless, and the muscles on his shoulders and back were clearly visible.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen Mr. Bi go to the gym before…
As Xu Yang was lost in his thoughts, Bì Yuán suddenly said, “I’m sorry,” perhaps because the silence had forced him to listen to the computer’s “hissing” sound for so long that he wanted Xu Yang to throw it away. But then he realized that Xu Yang was holding onto it because it contained his videos, and he immediately felt guilty.
“Why are you suddenly saying this?” Xu Yang had just sneakily glanced at Bi Yuan’s hands on the steering wheel, noticing a triangular muscle near his shoulder, which made his face flush with embarrassment. Just as he felt awkward, he heard Bi Yuan’s “I’m sorry,” which startled him so much he couldn’t speak properly. He thought Bi Yuan was apologizing for accidentally hurting him earlier: “It’s not that painful. It’ll go away soon.”
Hearing Xu Yang say that, Bi Yuan suddenly remembered that in his panic earlier, he hadn’t noticed and had accidentally hit Xu Yang with his elbow. He immediately asked, “It’s already red. Should I apply some medicine when we get home?” Then he hurriedly added, “I’m sorry. That was for hitting your face earlier.”
“Huh? Then what was that earlier about?”
“It was about this video.” Actually, Bi Yuan didn’t want to say this in the car, but the broken computer kept reminding him of the mistakes he had made.
Bi Yuan dared not turn to look at Xu Yang, because he knew that mentioning this video would make Xu Yang’s mood become very delicate. Sure enough, Xu Yang stopped talking and stared thoughtfully at the broken computer, lost in thought, until the car pulled into Bi Yuan’s mansion. Xu Yang did not say another word.
Aunt Lin saw the two of them leave the house one after the other and didn’t expect them to come back together. She found it strange and then noticed something was wrong: “They were fine when they left, so why do they both have bruises on their faces now?” After saying that, she hurried to find some medicine for them, muttering as she searched: “You both rushed out in such a hurry. You’re grown men, why did you get into a fight…” After getting some medicine from Aunt Lin, Bi Yuan dragged Xu Yang upstairs.
Xu Yang really wanted to ask Bi Yuan why he had helped him so much in this matter, but the words on his lips turned into, “Your fist is all scraped up. Does it hurt when you disinfect it with alcohol?”
“You didn’t cry out in pain when you were hitting me, so complaining about it now is a bit dramatic.” Watching Xu Yang carefully disinfect and apply medicine with a cotton swab, Bi Yuan suddenly felt like teasing him: “Actually, it does hurt…”
“It hurts?” Hearing Bi Yuan say it hurt, Xu Yang’s movements immediately became much gentler, blowing on the wound as he wiped it. The cotton swab gently touched the wound, and the cool breeze felt like a feather tickling his heart, making him feel itchy and uncomfortable. He couldn’t resist stealing a kiss on Xu Yang’s lips when he wasn’t looking.
“!”
The one who stole the kiss smiled smugly, while Xu Yang covered his mouth with his hand, wide-eyed with surprise, staring at him for a long time without moving.
Actually, Xu Yang didn’t reject it, nor did he think that Bi Yuan kissing him was such a shocking thing. He just didn’t know how to react. If he accepted it naturally without making a statement, it seemed like he didn’t have the right to do so. He could only use the action of covering his mouth to hide his blushing face.
“Does your face hurt?” The hand covering his mouth was pulled away by Bi Yuan, whose face was now very close to his. The scent of perfume on his body, though faint after the struggle and washing, could still be faintly detected. Xu Yang’s mind wandered for a moment, thinking that Bi Yuan was going to kiss his lips again, but the kiss landed on his cheekbone, which had been accidentally hit earlier.
The cheekbone was kissed, followed by the cheek, and Xu Yang felt his face grow hot. He shook his head slightly and said, “It doesn’t hurt,” but was immediately teased by Bi Yuan, “If it doesn’t hurt, why is your face still so red?” He was so close that their breaths seemed to intertwine. Xu Yang wished he could hold his breath, like a fool covering his ears to steal a bell, thinking that doing so would somehow freeze the scent on his body.
One kiss after another landed on his cheeks, the lips soft and dry, carrying the faint scent of perfume from Bi Yuan’s body. Xu Yang’s mouth opened slightly, as if nervous yet anticipating, causing Bi Yuan to stare at him for a long time, wanting to lean in and take a bite, but seeing Xu Yang close his eyes, he hesitated to act.
The atmosphere was just right, almost ready for a kiss, but the one in control hesitated. Xu Yang secretly opened his eyes to see what Bi Yuan, who hadn’t kissed him yet, was doing, and their eyes met.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Bi Yuan’s hand, which had been stretched out in front of him to apply medicine, was now propped up on the sofa back, trapping him between his chest and the sofa. This action, combined with his earlier thoughts of wanting Bi Yuan to kiss him, made Xu Yang feel something was off, and he felt embarrassed and wanted to hide, but he could only press against the sofa back.
“Yangyang, I’m sorry.” This was another apology from Bi Yuan after returning to his home. The voice was filled with deep regret, and only now did he truly realize how terrible his previous attitude had been.
Using money to tease him, like using meat slices to tease a puppy, was truly terrible. Not only had he exploited his vulnerabilities to coerce him into making such videos, but by handing the footage over to others, he had nearly ruined his reputation. Yet this person, aside from expressing some grievances and sadness last night—breaking down in tears and begging him not to make any more videos—had never shown any resentment or blame toward him, and even felt that he was already very fortunate.
“If it weren’t for me making you film those things…” Before he could finish his sentence, Xu Yang pressed his lips against his and held his breath, daring not to move, as if trying to seal his mouth with his own.
If Xu Yang wouldn’t let him speak, then he wouldn’t speak. He closed his lips around Xu Yang’s, sucking gently, licking carefully, as if it were the most delicious candy, never getting enough of it. Their lips remained intertwined for a long time.
It was just a kiss, two lips pressed together and rubbing against each other, you rubbing against me, me rubbing against you. After a long time, they slightly parted their lips, extending their tongues to probe each other’s mouths, until the two tongues intertwined. The two of them trembled all over, feeling that this kiss was unusually long, as if they had never kissed so delicately before.
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