TSIBAMS Chapter 119
by VolareQi Guang’s swift and fierce embrace almost knocked Ye Xing over. He felt a wave of weakness throughout his body, surprised and unreal. By the time he reacted, he was already being squeezed almost to the point of suffocation by Qi Guang’s arms.
This wasn’t a dream!
Ye Xing hugged him back tightly.
“How are you here?” Ye Xing’s voice was hoarse with disbelief, touching Qi Guang’s solid back, and excitedly stammering, “Qi Guang, really… is it really you?”
“Mhm.” Qi Guang closed his eyes, his head resting heavily on his shoulder.
Although Qi Guang didn’t say much, it could almost be judged from his violently heaving chest—all his strength was used to breathe.
“I’m asking how you’re here?” Ye Xing pulled away to look at him.
It was fine before he looked, but the moment he saw his face, his eyes immediately turned red.
So useless.
Qi Guang didn’t seem to have dressed up carefully for their reunion. He looked like he had been playing cards with friends and then suddenly decided to come find him, not even having time to put on a coat, his hair still messy.
But it was this image, at this moment, that made somewhere inside Ye Xing feel incredibly soft.
“Mhm.” He closed his eyes and responded again, still not answering Ye Xing’s question, “I’m here.”
From Chen Town to this city, a bus to a train and then a taxi to the entrance of the neighborhood, even if Qi Guang had just arrived, he would have had to leave in the middle of the night. Moreover, Qi Guang looked like he had been waiting by the tree for a long time.
Ye Xing looked at his exhausted face and suddenly remembered the night last year when he was taken to a hotel and held hostage by creditors outside the art studio. Qi Guang had also come all the way to save him without closing his eyes for the whole night.
He had even briefly fallen asleep the moment he hugged him at the door of the room.
So this time? With what kind of feeling did you appear here so unexpectedly?
Why didn’t you make a call?
Afraid that Fang Rong would hear?
Or were you afraid I wouldn’t answer the phone?
Ye Xing touched his face, feeling a pang of heartache.
There was a hotel right next to the school.
Although Ye Xing had once been extremely curious about what kind of preliminary market research this hotel had concluded, or whether the boss had just made a decision to open the hotel there on a whim.
In any case, Ye Xing was very grateful for the hotel next to the school at this moment. It meant that he could send Qi Guang to rest and then go to school right away, and also be able to see him the first time after school.
Although that’s how he planned it, while they were cuddling together, his mind unconsciously came up with several truancy plans.
Qi Guang was using his hand as a pillow, his breathing gradually becoming steady. He seemed to be sleeping very soundly, which made him a little reluctant to move.
He just felt Qi Guang’s breath on him, tickling him. This long-lost sensation made him want to act like a hooligan, but at this moment, he was actually a little timid.
—It’s been more than four months. The distance of time actually made it impossible for them to have the same natural intimacy as before, which was a little disappointing.
Qi Guang, how did you end up here?
Ye Xing slowly lowered his head and placed a kiss on his forehead.
His eyelashes fluttered twice, but his eyes remained closed.
This feeling was a little subtle. Ye Xing held his breath.
He tried to trace every inch of Qi Guang’s skin with his eyes, from top to bottom, his smooth forehead, the high bridge of his nose, the slightly upturned upper lip…
His mouth was actually slightly open, gently taking a breath, and then imperceptibly exhaling.
Was his nose blocked?
Did he catch a cold?
This idiot was only wearing so little, how long had he been waiting at the door!
He didn’t even say why he came and he had the nerve to sleep so soundly.
Ye Xing complained inwardly while slowly leaning closer, placing a fleeting kiss on his lips.
Unexpectedly, Qi Guang suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.
Ye Xing was face-to-face with him like this, but instead of feeling nervous as if he was caught in the act, he felt more excited and provocative.
At the same time, all the blood rushed to his head, and his face turned red.
Qi Guang’s eyes still had red veins, and he smiled, his voice buzzing: “I originally thought I would contact you after the college entrance exam.”
Ye Xing really didn’t expect him to smile.
He opened his mouth, but seemed to have lost his language function, a bunch of things he wanted to say all stuck in his throat.
“But I found I couldn’t wait a moment longer,” Qi Guang looked at him, “I also didn’t want to call you, hearing your voice couldn’t satisfy me at all, I had to see you right away, just like now, I had to make sure you were here and couldn’t run away.”
After speaking, he lowered his head, buried it in the quilt, and hugged Ye Xing tightly.
Listening to what should have been a happy passage, Ye Xing felt a little sad, just looking down at the back of his head, with many thoughts.
Qi Guang, I know what you want to say.
You traveled a thousand miles to come to me, isn’t it just to make up with me! Why are these two words so hard to say?
“Now you can talk so much, why was it so hard to admit you missed me back then?” Ye Xing touched the back of his head.
Qi Guang moved in the quilt as if to remind him that he hadn’t fallen asleep.
“So what if I admitted it? Would you appear in front of me right away? You can’t come back to my side, and you’re still thinking about teasing me.”
Qi Guang’s voice, buried in the quilt, sounded especially gentle, making Ye Xing, who originally intended to pretend to be interrogating, completely abandon his plan.
“Then why did you come?”
“Just… wanted to see you.”
This stubborn attitude of not mentioning making up made Ye Xing both angry and helpless.
At this moment, Qi Guang suddenly spoke again, his voice even softer than before: “Is Auntie feeling better?”
Ye Xing was stunned for a moment, and then his nose felt a wave of bitterness.
This guy wasn’t being stubborn, he was clearly afraid.
Because the two of them were arguing and ignoring each other, they had missed too much of each other’s lives, to the point that Qi Guang still believed that Fang Rong was in the stage of being angry and hitting the mandarin ducks because of their relationship.
And this time, he came all the way. For him, it was a reunion after a long separation, but for Qi Guang, it was more like a secret tryst.
Ye Xing could even imagine, with Qi Guang’s personality, how much inner struggle he had gone through before impulsively deciding to come see him.
Just a meeting?
Ye Xing pinched a small strand of his hair, rubbing it back and forth.
“She’s much better. You sleep first, and when you wake up, I’ll slowly tell you, okay?”
“Mhm.” Qi Guang finally couldn’t hold on any longer, closed his eyes and responded, adding in a mumble, “You go to class first, I’ll pick you up later…”
All morning, Ye Xing was distracted and unable to focus on his studies, but fortunately, he was no longer the complete academic failure he once was. Even if he took a break now and then, he had more confidence than before.
He finally endured until noon when school was over, but Qi Guang asked him to have lunch at the school cafeteria, and also said he couldn’t skip class in the afternoon.
Ye Xing gave up arguing with Qi Scholar and obediently finished his afternoon classes, patiently waiting for the teacher to drag on for five minutes before rushing out of the school gate.
The school gate was crowded with students and shared bikes, but he still saw Qi Guang at a glance.
He was standing on the flower bed not far across the road, completely different from his soul-stripped appearance from the morning. He was standing there upright, like a demon who had just eaten Tang Monk’s flesh and transformed into a human, arrogant, dazzling, and radiant.
Handsome without realizing it.
Ignoring the countless pairs of eyes that were frequently glancing his way, he boldly and directly waved at him: “Ye Xing—”
Ye Xing’s peripheral vision instantly received countless gazes.
He smiled, jumping through the crowd and running towards Qi Guang.
Qi Guang jumped down from the flower bed, naturally taking his backpack, and seeing that he was still carrying a small white bag, asked, “What’s this?”
“Banlangen,” Ye Xing lifted the bag and shook it, “I got it from the infirmary at noon. I wanted to give it to you at noon, but Qi Scholar wouldn’t let me skip class.”
“Mhm, not skipping class is the right thing to do,” Qi Guang approved of his actions, “Be obedient.”
“Oh, so after I have dinner with you, I still have to go back to class, Mr. Genius?” Ye Xing bent over to pick a clean bicycle, opened his phone to scan the code, and the rear wheel lock clicked open.
“Skip evening self-study, your efficiency is not as good as me helping you with your self-study.” Qi Guang said.
Ye Xing raised his head and looked at him for a while, suppressing a smile.
“You’re just showing off, deliberately choosing this crowded time to pick me up, don’t think I don’t know what your intentions are?” Ye Xing got on the bike, patted the back seat, “Get on.”
“Ah?” Qi Guang was still stunned by his first half of the sentence.
Ye Xing used his legs to prop up the bike and moved it back two steps, closer to him, and whispered: “Don’t worry, even if you don’t come to declare your ownership, no one can dig me away.”
“You really are…” Qi Guang shook his head, both amused and helpless.
Ye Xing patted the back seat again.
“I can scan another bike myself, so you don’t have to race with the traffic police uncle.”
“No one will catch you, the traffic police should also be eating at this time!”
Qi Guang looked around. Not to mention the traffic police, it would be a blessing to be able to successfully drive out of this crowded street.
This guy’s intention was not to ride a bike at all!
He sighed and sat on the back seat, holding Ye Xing’s waist.
Ye Xing lightly pushed off the ground and started riding the bike, turning left and right while ringing the bell.
“Where to?” Qi Guang asked.
“To my home.”
“To your home?”
“Yeah, to my home, to have my mom cook.”
Just after saying that, he felt the hand on his waist loosen slightly. The person behind him was almost about to jump off the bike and take a taxi to the train station to flee this place of trouble overnight.
Ye Xing grabbed his hand and put it back on his waist, gently rubbing it with his thumb twice to reassure him: “Just kidding, my mom is at the coffee shop during the day, she comes back only after it closes at nine.” Then he smiled again: “I’ll cook for you.”
The key turned almost three times to open the door, proving that no one was really home.
Ye Xing dragged Qi Guang into the house, almost impatiently locking the door, and then pushed Qi Guang against the door and kissed him without explanation.
Not like the timid and cautious kiss in the morning, he held Qi Guang’s shoulder with one hand, and pinched his chin with the other, without probing, he directly used his tongue to pry open Qi Guang’s lips and tongue, conquering the city.
Qi Guang was a little surprised at first, but quickly adapted to his rhythm, responding fiercely and surgingly.
He didn’t know why, but from the moment Ye Xing said no one was home, to the current state of almost sneaking around, he inexplicably felt like a neglected mistress entering the house.
Putting aside the moral level—after all, the two of them hadn’t violated any morals.
What was left was the secret excitement.
Two bodies that hadn’t seen each other for a long time and yearned for each other, under the torment of time and the accumulation of longing, were difficult to separate once entangled.
Qi Guang threw his backpack down, no longer satisfied with being passive. He held his waist and walked forward two steps.
“Hiss—” Ye Xing trembled, burying his head in his shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” Qi Guang asked worriedly, raising his head.
Ye Xing was still resting on his shoulder, his breath lightly hitting Qi Guang’s neck, causing him to tickle.
“You did it on purpose…” Qi Guang took a breath.
“No,” Ye Xing smiled, a little embarrassed, “My butt hit the shoe cabinet.”
Qi Guang also laughed, lowered his head and reached out to rub his butt.
Ye Xing’s body suddenly tensed up.
“You, in your own home, can still bump into things.” Qi Guang said, gently pinching his butt.
“This is not my home, my home was sold a long time ago, this is a rented house. My mom rented it in the original neighborhood to try and restore our past life as much as possible.” After Ye Xing finished speaking, he grabbed his still-rubbing hand.
Qi Guang was thinking about how to respond.
Ye Xing kissed his neck: “Shall we go to the room?”