Too sudden.
But…
“…Sure, I guess.” Tao Zhi tentatively agreed.
The end of his words vanished between Fu Si Heng’s lips and teeth.
It had been a long time since their last kiss.
Tao Zhi’s lips were very soft, very sweet, plump, and once held, he didn’t want to let go.
His upper palate was sensitive too; licking it made him tremble slightly.
Under his hands, he trembled faintly, his fingers subconsciously grabbing his clothes, as if seeking some sense of security.
Because Fu Si Heng’s kisses were always so fierce and intense, Tao Zhi had to grab onto something.
Fu Si Heng found his little reactions so cute. He couldn’t help pulling him closer, while his palm pressed against the back of his head, filled with soft strands of hair.
This gave Tao Zhi more security.
It made him feel enveloped by Fu Si Heng.
Tao Zhi had a dependence on Fu Si Heng that he himself hadn’t noticed. Everything about Fu Si Heng felt so familiar to him.
Even after nearly two months without kissing.
It should have felt unfamiliar.
But when kissed, that familiar, perfect fit—like a brand imprinted in his body—made him obediently part his lips and tilt his head to receive it.
Fu Si Heng’s scent, the way his palm cradled the back of his head.
Everything felt so familiar to Tao Zhi, so… reassuring.
–
Though in the end, he was kissed until he could barely breathe.
When Fu Si Heng released Tao Zhi, his faint panting sounded especially clear in the quiet surroundings. Tao Zhi took a while to recover. When he looked up and saw Fu Si Heng’s teasing gaze, he blushed and softly defended himself: “My lung capacity isn’t great.”
“Mm.” Fu Si Heng pinched Tao Zhi’s slender wrist and went along with him: “Lack of exercise.”
During the intense pursuit phase, Fu Si Heng had gone to Tao Zhi’s school often and knew his habits well.
Aside from PE class, he basically never saw him doing any other exercise.
Though his daily step count was decent.
But it was mostly slow walking, no real running, which didn’t help much with fitness.
Tao Zhi’s face heated up at his words, and he mumbled: “…I’ll work on it.”
Fu Si Heng laughed again, lips curving up, amusement clear in his brows and eyes.
Tao Zhi looked at him, thinking that this probably meant they were officially together now.
Confession, kiss—they had done it all. They were dating—
“Alright, I’ll supervise you.” Fu Si Heng released Tao Zhi’s wrist and instead placed his palm on his fluffy head, patting gently: “Little boyfriend.”
Mm.
They were really dating now.
…
After that, the two walked another lap around the park. By past ten-thirty, they started heading back.
On the way, Tao Zhi asked Fu Si Heng where he had gone today.
“Your middle school, high school.” Fu Si Heng watched Tao Zhi’s profile as he spoke.
His soft white cheeks had been nibbled several times, faint teeth marks still there.
—Fu Si Heng had sneaked a bite when passing a small pavilion and saw no one around.
It hadn’t been hard, but marks remained. Tao Zhi called him a dog.
Fu Si Heng asked what kind, and Tao Zhi thought for ages but couldn’t come up with one.
Adorably hopeless.
“Where did you go to elementary school?” Fu Si Heng had been very free today, visiting several schools, but hadn’t found the elementary one Tao Zhi mentioned.
Tao Zhi then remembered to tell him: “Not in the county town for elementary. It was in the town.”
Fu Si Heng: “The town?”
“It’s a bit far. Next time, I’ll take you.” Tao Zhi said.
“Okay.” Fu Si Heng agreed.
Then silence returned.
The county town wasn’t like big S City, still bright and bustling at midnight with people just getting off work.
Here, nightlife ended early. By ten, shops mostly closed one after another, leaving only lonely streetlights and occasional passing car beams.
There were pedestrians, but not many—mostly in groups of three or five chatting. They seemed odd, being so quiet.
Tao Zhi found it strange too.
Fu Si Heng didn’t speak, just stared at him, like he couldn’t get enough, his gaze blatant.
They had just confirmed their relationship—boyfriends. Fu Si Heng wanting to look at him was fine.
But Tao Zhi felt a bit awkward and nervous.
How to put it—when Fu Si Heng looked at him, his face heated up, heart racing fast.
Tao Zhi felt something was off with himself and simply pulled out his phone, pretending to be busy checking WeChat messages.
In the class group, the counselor told them to download the campus run check-in app.
The day had finally come.
Tao Zhi obediently downloaded it.
After downloading, he planned to reply “received” in the group when Rong Huai’s message popped up first.
Rong Huai was usually busy and rarely chatted idly, only contacting Tao Zhi for work.
Tao Zhi didn’t realize this at the moment.
He tapped in.
Rong Huai: [New outfit!]
Rong Huai: [Ta-da—!]
Rong Huai: [Factory sample’s out [picture]]
On the screen was a very provocative little black dress.
Leather black miniskirt, punk elements, simple and sharp design with a strong industrial vibe—sexy and wildly untamed.
Tao Zhi stared upon seeing it.
Then he heard Fu Si Heng’s voice: “Very sexy.”
His steady tone held no stray thoughts, cool and natural as he asked: “Is that for you to wear?”
Tao Zhi: “…”
Tao Zhi blankly looked up, meeting Fu Si Heng’s gaze.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a strong danger warning. Fu Si Heng’s tone was too normal—normal to the point of feeling abnormal.