Chapter 60

When Bi Yuan called, Xu Yang was just about to sneak a peek at what else Bi Yuan had “stored” in his folder, but the ringing of the phone startled him, and he immediately closed the folder.

On the phone, Bi Yuan asked Xu Yang if they were going to eat at home or go out. Xu Yang thought for a moment and said, “Your sister doesn’t come back to the country very often, so let’s not go out. Invite your sister over, and I’ll cook a few dishes for you.”

Since Bi Yuan’s sister went abroad to study, she has been helping to manage her father’s overseas businesses and hasn’t been able to come back once a year. Over the years, the only time she stayed in the country for an extended period was when the old man passed away last year. After that, they went their separate ways and went back to their own lives. According to local customs, the ashes cannot be buried until a year after death, so they were kept at the funeral home for worship. The funeral was held a few days ago, and the three siblings finally got to reunite.

“I won’t be going to the office later. When you come back tonight, could you please pick up some sauce from the supermarket for me…” She chatted with Bi Yuan for quite some time before hanging up the phone. When she checked the call duration, it turned out to be over thirty minutes. Xu Yang felt she was becoming increasingly talkative.

Since Aunt Lin retired, Xu Yang had been handling all of Bi Yuan’s affairs, big and small. Over time, he couldn’t help but become more talkative, constantly reminding him to be careful about this and that. Especially when Bi Yuan was out socializing, Xu Yang always worried about him driving under the influence, so he would repeatedly remind him every time.

Closed Gate had noticed this change in Xu Yang, but he was happy about it. Xu Yang had always been a man of few words, but now he loved to nag him, and he enjoyed it. Once, while they were rolling around in bed, Closed Gate moved his proud waist, thrusting into Xu Yang’s buttocks while teasing him about it: “Yang Yang, talk to me.”

At that moment, Xu Yang was so overwhelmed that waves of pleasure surged up from his buttocks. He wanted to close his eyes and lie on the bed to enjoy this incredibly comfortable feeling. He didn’t have the energy to chat with Bi Yuan, so he could only respond with “mm-hmm.”

But this man was relentless, whispering in his ear.

“Yangyang, is it big enough? Does it feel full when it’s fully inserted into your butt?”

“Does this feel comfortable? Or do you prefer it when I thrust harder?”

“Is it hard enough? Is it hitting the right spot? Or should I go slower?”

Xu Yang’s ears were burning from his words. The lewd language, carrying Bi Yuan’s heat, entered his ears, making his whole body feel like it was soaked in hot water. His pores were all open from the heat. The psychological stimulation and the physical pleasure of being tormented mixed together, and Xu Yang couldn’t answer his questions.

“You… move…” Unsatisfied with Bi Yuan’s deliberate pause to tease him, Xu Yang secretly tightened his buttocks, thrust his hips upward, and used the protruding object on his lower abdomen to rub against Bi Yuan, urging him to move faster.

Bi Yuan, clearly aroused by Xu Yang’s stimulation, couldn’t help but moan, yet he continued to tease him: “How should I move? You have to tell me.” Then he made a small, half-hearted thrust before stopping again, eagerly waiting for his response. Finally, Xu Yang blushed and clamped his thighs around his waist, forcing him down. Only then did Bi Yuan give up the cruel game, hugging him tightly and moaning endlessly.

Xu Yang couldn’t understand how this guy dared to tease him for being talkative, when it was clearly him who was the chatterbox when they first got together!

When they first got together, Xu Yang had never dated anyone before and was always shy, so it was always Bi Yuan who found topics to talk about when they were together.

One time, Bi Yuan said he wanted to officially bring Xu Yang home—before that, he’d always taken Xu Yang to the big house just to do that thing, and Bi Yuan felt guilty about it, so he wanted to officially show Xu Yang around and introduce him to the environment where he grew up.

But this guy started rambling from the first floor all the way up to the second floor. He talked about how many bowls he had broken in the dining room, how many koi fish he had killed in the garden, and how many times he had drawn on the walls in the corridor, and how many times the old man had chased him and spanked him. He went on and on in great detail, recounting every little thing from his childhood to Xu Yang.

At that time, Xu Yang naively said, “Your childhood stories remind me of a dream I had. I once dreamed of a little lamb.”

Upon hearing this, Bi Yuan couldn’t help but cup his face and give him a kiss on the lips, saying, “How cute are you? Was that a dream? That was the story I told you, and you’ve forgotten it all!” Seeing Xu Yang’s disbelieving expression, Bi Yuan leaned in close to his ear and whispered something, causing Xu Yang’s face to turn so red it seemed like it might turn purple!

Dinner took a long time, and the three siblings chatted about many things from their childhood. During the meal, Bi Yuan drank quite a bit of alcohol. Bi Yuan had good drinking manners, so even when he was drunk, he wouldn’t cause a scene, so sometimes it was hard to tell if he was actually drunk. After Xu Yang sent Bi Yuan’s two sisters home, he returned to the room and saw Bi Yuan sitting on the bed.

“Still working?” Bi Yuan rarely brought work home. On one hand, he didn’t want to have only work-related topics to discuss with Xu Yang, and on the other hand, he didn’t have any technical work to do. But now, seeing Bi Yuan sitting on the bed with a laptop, Xu Yang was curious.

“Nothing major, just reading a novel.” Bi Yuan said he was reading a novel that was currently popular online. “There’s a lot of buzz about adapting this novel into a TV series or movie, and I think some investors are already trying to buy the rights, but the author hasn’t agreed yet. I want to read it first to understand the content, and maybe I can secure the rights later.”

“Why are you buying so many rights?”

Since Xu Yang started dating Bi Yuan, Bi Yuan has been getting more involved with the studio’s work to have something in common with Xu Yang every day. By now, business negotiations for the studio have become his primary responsibility. As the studio’s primary source of income, he has a duty to bring in new projects. But Bi Yuan’s explanation was: “If there’s a new film to shoot, you can create works. In a while, maybe you can even write songs for singers. My great arranger.”

After saying this, he leaned in close to Xu Yang, looking at him intently, then placed a kiss with the scent of alcohol on Xu Yang’s lips.

The taste of alcohol on his lips was strong, and Xu Yang knew Bi Yuan had had a bit too much to drink. He held his lips, mimicking Bi Yuan’s actions and kissing him back. In the past, Bi Yuan had always said that Xu Yang was too shy to express his feelings, so over the years, Xu Yang had gradually learned to take the initiative in showing his affection, and kissing was his favorite way to do so.

The two kissed passionately. Bi Yuan leaned back against the headboard, accepting the tenderness his lover was giving him, completely relaxed. But Xu Yang suddenly murmured with his lips pressed against Bi Yuan’s, “Bi Yuan, let’s have an argument.”

“Hm?” Thinking he might have heard wrong due to the alcohol, Bi Yuan sat up, wrapped his arms around Xu Yang’s waist, and had him sit facing him. “What did you just say?”

“I said, let’s have an argument.” Sitting sideways on the bed, Xu Yang propped himself up with one hand on the bed and took the laptop Bi Yuan had placed on his knees with the other, smiling at him. “We haven’t argued in a long time. Shall we have one tonight?”

This statement was actually invalid. Over the years, they had had their share of bickering, but they had never really argued. Not to mention that Xu Yang had a good temperament, even Bi Yuan couldn’t bring himself to scold him, so where was the argument? Seeing the smile in his eyes, even though Bi Yuan was drunk and his mind was slow, he knew Xu Yang didn’t really want to argue, but he still asked, “Why?”

“People say there’s a seven-year itch, and we’ve been together for many years now. It’s time for the itch to kick in.” As soon as the words left his mouth, Xu Yang’s mouth, which had deliberately spoken those odd words, was captured by Bi Yuan, who reached out and pulled him close. Bi Yuan embraced Xu Yang, resting his chin on his shoulder, tilting his head against him, and sighed: “We’ve been together for over seven years…”

“Yeah, over seven years, and you never told me the truth.” Xu Yang chimed in, but his voice betrayed no emotion. Bi Yuan felt an ominous premonition and sat up straight, “What truth didn’t you tell me?”

Xu Yang didn’t answer immediately but instead urged Bi Yuan to change his clothes. “You haven’t taken a shower yet and you’re sitting on the bed. You’re covered in dust, and it’ll just get all over the bed. Isn’t that dirty?” But at that moment, Bi Yuan’s mind was filled with thoughts of what he hadn’t told Xu Yang the truth about, and he sat there on the bed like a statue.

“Yangyang, what haven’t I told you the truth about?” As Xu Yang hung his coat and pulled his tie, Bi Yuan suddenly hugged Xu Yang and rolled onto the bed, pretending not to hear him shouting, “It’s dirty! You can’t lie on the bed without changing your clothes! The more you say it, the more you enjoy it!” He used his hands and feet to pin Xu Yang down on the bed: “If you don’t tell me, I won’t take a shower.”

“Slob.” Seeing him using alcohol as an excuse, Xu Yang didn’t get angry, but he still deliberately frowned at him for a long time before finally saying, “Why didn’t you tell me the video is still there?”

“Oh, you mean that…” Bi Yuan immediately felt guilty, let go of Xu Yang, helped him up, obediently took off his clothes, and even ran straight to the bathroom to take a shower without saying a word. Seeing his guilty expression, Xu Yang sat up slowly from the bed, deep in thought, waiting for him to come out and explain.

Seeing the video in Bi Yuan’s folder today was an accident. He really hadn’t expected those videos to appear on the computer he’d been using for years.

Back when Bi Yuan and Wen Hao got into a fight that ended up at the police station, Wen Hao’s editing laptop was smashed by Bi Yuan, and it was Xu Yang who insisted on taking it home. Earlier, when Bi Yuan saw that Xu Yang had kept the laptop, he had considered taking it to be repaired and deleting the contents afterward, but Xu Yang refused, saying, “If you take it to be repaired, the contents might be extracted.”

Xu Yang had assumed that the videos were only stored on Wenhao’s old computer, but he had forgotten that Bi Yuan was the actual owner of the video source files. In truth, after all these years, Xu Yang no longer cared much about those past events. He just didn’t understand why Bi Yuan was keeping those videos and how many he had.

After all these years, Xu Yang still felt that they were like a time bomb, something that needed to be eliminated.