Chapter 66
When he left Ling Han’s house, it was already pouring with rain, and the sky had completely darkened.
Zong Mo couldn’t help but recall that Ling Han’s initial attitude towards him had been the worst of the five. Now, however, he had become the one with the lowest, most humble posture.
The world of a young person seems to be black and white, with only the extremes of good and evil, like and dislike. Before encountering such a distressing event, Ling Han was still able to swing between the two extremes, slowly trying to accept the two sides of the world.
But after personally experiencing what true evil was, he had infinitely magnified the little kindness he had received, pushing it to a distorted extreme.
Perhaps this was the so-called “salvation.”
But such a feeling would only push Ling Han further and further away from the world that, despite its ugliness, was not without beauty. It would make him lose himself and become an object that could only live by clinging to someone.
Zong Mo easily unraveled Ling Han’s feelings. Because he did not like Ling Han, he could be a calm, analytical bystander.
On the way back, Zong Mo suddenly thought of a way. He could, like the main shou, have Ruan Chi help Ling Han pay the contract termination fee to redeem him.
Ruan Chi was already trying to enter the entertainment industry, and he knew that Ling Han could make a lot of money. This was a surefire deal for Ruan Chi, and also a help to Ling Han.
But he hadn’t contacted Ruan Chi for more than half a month.
After the threat, Ruan Chi had vanished into thin air, as if a relationship of more than half a year could be let go just like that.
How could there be such a heartless person?
Perhaps it was because the rain was getting heavier. The heavy raindrops fell on his umbrella in an endless stream, making his mood even more gloomy.
Walking into the residential complex he was renting, he couldn’t help but think that if a person like Ruan Chi were to cry, he would definitely choose a rainy day.
Because when you cry in the rain, others can’t see it.
Zong Mo had been walking with his head down, and his umbrella was also blocking his view. It wasn’t until he was a few meters away from the apartment building that he looked up—
His footsteps suddenly paused.
Besides him, there were no other pedestrians in the rainy night, but someone was standing in the rain in front, like a frozen sculpture.
That tall and slender figure, his suit clinging to him from being soaked, outlining his body even more clearly…
Zong Mo quickened his pace, his urgent footsteps becoming a sudden drumbeat in the dense rain.
The person heard the sound and looked over.
In his rain-soaked eyes, his own reflection in the streetlights was mirrored.
Zong Mo: ?
What’s going on?
Is his CEO Ruan learning how to sell a sob story from Ling Han?
Zong Mo called out in disbelief, “CEO Ruan?”
Even though they were in a cold war, he couldn’t bear to leave Ruan Chi in the rain. He strode forward, wanting to share half of his umbrella.
But Ruan Chi took the opportunity to grab the arm he was holding the umbrella with and pulled him into his arms with a sudden force, his hands tightly clutching his back.
Zong Mo was not prepared for such a domineering force. His hand lost its strength, and the umbrella fell upside down into a puddle.
The raindrops, no longer blocked by the umbrella, hit him so hard he couldn’t open his eyes, and then he was fed a mouthful of warm but bitter rainwater.
Zong Mo came to his senses, bit down hard to push the person away, took a few deep breaths to calm himself, and then asked, “Why are you here?”
He didn’t know how long Ruan Chi had been waiting in the rain. He let the sour rain fall into his eyes, his eye rims completely red.
Ruan Chi just stared at him through the rain, not speaking for a long time.
“CEO Ruan, how did you know I live here?” Not getting an answer, Zong Mo had no choice but to continue helplessly, “Why didn’t you bring an umbrella? You could have taken shelter in the hallway…”
“I asked An Lan,” Ruan Chi finally spoke. After speaking, he still didn’t take shelter from the rain. He looked up at the dozen-story building and asked, “Don’t you live there?”
Zong Mo raised his hand to form a small rain shelter above his eyelashes. Following Ruan Chi’s gaze, he could just see the window of his own living room.
It turned out he had been in such a hurry to leave that he had forgotten to turn off the lights.
“Why weren’t you at home?” Ruan Chi continued to ask. “Where did you go?”
Zong Mo didn’t want to answer and also asked, “So you were waiting here for me to see you?”
Ruan Chi: “Mm.”
“Then you should have just called… with such a heavy rain, even if I had walked to the window and looked down, I wouldn’t have been able to see clearly.”
Ruan Chi looked at him, his tone calm, “Aren’t you back now?”
Even if he had to say some harsh words to make his attitude clear, Zong Mo felt that he should let the person take shelter from the rain first, take a hot shower, and change into clean clothes to avoid catching a cold.
Ruan Chi had also taken care of him when he was sick. He would just treat this as a return favor. The score for the threat could be settled later. These were two different things.
The two soaked people returned to the small one-bedroom apartment together.
The moment they entered, Ruan Chi asked, “You live in this kind of place?”
Zong Mo didn’t expect Ruan Chi to think highly of his place and let out a nonchalant “mm,” saying, “You go and take a shower first. I’ll get you a set of clothes.”
“Aren’t you going to wash?” Ruan Chi asked again.
Zong Mo: …
He had been dry and clean all over. It was all Ruan Chi’s fault for pulling him and knocking his umbrella away, and also for getting him all wet with rainwater.
“My place only has one bathroom,” Zong Mo said. “You go and wash.”
Ruan Chi stood still. Zong Mo did not urge him again and went to the bedroom to find some clothes to change into. He waited for a while and heard the sound of a door opening and closing in the bedroom before he went out again.
Returning to the living room, he looked at the translucent bathroom door, then at the two sets of clothes in his hand, and felt a wave of inexplicable confusion.
He had gallantly given the bathroom to Ruan Chi. He could only wipe himself with a towel first and change his clothes.
As if possessed, he changed into a clean T-shirt and casual pants, knocked on the bathroom door, and sent in the pajamas he had worn.
CEO Ruan can wear them or not. If he doesn’t, he has nothing to wear!
As he dried his wet hair, he thought, Ruan Chi might as well have threatened him. What was this now… deliberately selling a sob story and acting pitiful?
He looked down at the puddle of water Ruan Chi had left on the floor, then picked up the suit jacket that had absorbed several pounds of rainwater. He felt extremely annoyed.
How long had he been waiting in the rain?
It had started raining around the time he had arrived at Ling Han’s house. More than two hours had passed now.
If Ruan Chi wasn’t deliberately selling a sob story, but hadn’t brought an umbrella because it wasn’t raining when he went out, then he had been waiting for at least two hours.
Zong Mo was upset and could only sigh.
After Ruan Chi finished his shower, he walked towards him very naturally.
Zong Mo stood up and asked, “Can your clothes be washed in the washing machine? They’ve been rained on anyway.”
Ruan Chi let out a “mm” and said no more.
Zong Mo suspected that Ruan Chi wanted to act as if nothing had happened, to let time wash away the unpleasant memories, and to naturally return to their former unequal f*ck buddy relationship.
Of course, he was not willing, but it was getting late. He didn’t want to argue with Ruan Chi now, to avoid being sleepless all night.
“You can sleep in my room,” Zong Mo said.
“And you?”
“I’ll sleep on the sofa.”
“Mm.”
Ruan Chi either had the same idea as him, or was too tired to argue. He was a little abnormally cooperative.
So cooperative it was almost like… he had lost his anger.
His sclera were full of red blood vessels, and there were two dark circles under his eyelids.
How could Zong Mo not see it? He even felt he had lost some weight.
That night, Zong Mo took a blanket and slept on the sofa. The sofa was too small and too short. His legs couldn’t even straighten out, nor could he toss and turn. He could only lie in a daze and stare at the ceiling.
It was strange. He always slept very soundly when he was with Ruan Chi, but the few times he had insomnia in his life were also because of Ruan Chi.
So annoying!
He didn’t know when he had barely fallen asleep. Not long after, he groggily opened his eyes again.
In the living room, which was only lit by the streetlights outside the window, a dark human figure suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him.
…This person is really so annoying!
He didn’t know how long Ruan Chi had been playing ghost. The moment he found he was awake, he immediately squatted down and looked at the person on the sofa.
Zong Mo: “Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“I don’t want to sleep,” Ruan Chi said.
His handsome face was tormented to look like a ghost. Zong Mo said helplessly, “Aren’t you tired?”
“I don’t want to sleep,” Ruan Chi said again.
Zong Mo didn’t want to talk to him anymore and decided to sleep on his own.
But Ruan Chi did not leave and even reached into his pants.
“Can I give you a blowjob?”
Ruan Chi was probably torturing himself, not eating, not sleeping, working like crazy to torment his body. At this moment, he might also be treating this kind of serving work as a punishment.
Zong Mo felt a wave of disgust and immediately grabbed Ruan Chi’s wrist.
Ruan Chi stared at him, his voice suddenly rising a few degrees, “Why are you doing this to me? Why?”
Zong Mo said in a deep voice, “I don’t want it.”
“What did I do wrong to you, Zong Mo?”
“…You didn’t do anything wrong to me.”
You just controlled me, threatened me, treated me as a toy, as an object that could be manipulated at will.
Considering that Ruan Chi’s mental state was clearly not right, Zong Mo did not say the latter half of the sentence.
Ruan Chi immediately softened his voice and said gently, “Then let’s do it.”
Zong Mo looked at him, a lump in his throat.
They looked at each other in the darkness and silence for a long time.
“You should go back to sleep first.”
Zong Mo’s eyes lowered, then he rolled over, hid himself between the sofa and the backrest, and wrapped the blanket around himself to block out the scent behind him.
Zong Mo lay alone for a long time before he fell asleep. When he woke up, he did not see a second person in the living room.
He sat on the sofa and thought seriously. If Ruan Chi was going to go crazy just because he wanted an equal relationship, then they might as well let each other go. Why torture each other?
He had even given up the habit of scrolling through Weibo during this period. His social media accounts had been in a state of disappearance for more than half a month.
So the fans commented on his old Weibo posts or sent him private messages, asking what he had been busy with recently. Some even asked if he had gone on a honeymoon with CEO Ruan.
Zong Mo: …
A honeymoon, my ass!
However, because of this comment, he went to Ruan Chi’s Weibo to take a look.
Ruan Chi’s Weibo posts were mostly perfunctory and not very frequent. When there were no activities, he would post once every half a month. When he opened it at this moment, Ruan Chi’s Weibo had been empty for more than a month.
…No wonder the CP fans suspected they had gone on a honeymoon.
Ruan Chi’s WeChat Moments were also quiet. He was probably busy with his main job.
But for both his social media and himself to become abnormally quiet, this was indeed a bit unusual.
As if possessed, Zong Mo went online again to search for Old Master Ruan’s name, as well as the name of the Ruan family’s company group.
He really did find something that was not mentioned in the novel.
92-year-old Qinghai Group head Ruan Hongsen passed away
Zong Mo was stunned.
He had changed several browsers before he found such a shocking piece of news. The number of views was pitifully small. It was unlikely to be a rumor spread by marketing accounts for traffic. It was more like the Ruan family had tried to suppress the news, but some of it had inadvertently leaked.
He clicked in to check. This news was published yesterday, claiming that Old Master Ruan had suddenly fallen critically ill a month ago. He had passed away seven days ago after rescue efforts failed, and the funeral was yesterday. But this news was not first-hand information, but had been passed on by word of mouth. Not only were there no photos, but the content was also so simple that it was not very reliable.
Judging from Ruan Chi’s state, this must be true.
So, a few days after he had visited the hospital, the old man’s physical condition had taken a sharp turn for the worse, until he passed away.
Zong Mo, with mixed feelings, walked to the bedroom. It was almost noon, and Ruan Chi was surprisingly still asleep.
As soon as he got close, the person on the bed immediately opened his eyes and said, “How dare you leave me?”
Zong Mo looked at him helplessly. If he hadn’t seen the news, if he hadn’t been so patient, he might have been angered away again.
As Lu Bo had said, he was also a little curious about how he could tolerate Ruan Chi’s temper.
“Can you speak properly?” Zong Mo said as kindly as possible. “This is my home.”
Ruan Chi moved his gaze and looked at the ceiling, “Mm, this is your home.”
“You can stay at my place for a few days before you go back,” Zong Mo said, then turned around. “I’ll go out first. You can sleep.”
Zong Mo sat alone on the sofa, still hesitating whether to order takeout or cook something for Ruan Chi, when he saw Ruan Chi come out of the bedroom and walk towards him.
“Let’s do it,” Ruan Chi said.
Zong Mo: …
He did not refuse directly, but he did not make any move.
Ruan Chi did not seem to mind. After a long while of messing around, he still hadn’t gotten a reaction. He stood in front of him and shamelessly began to prepare.
Before, he had always done this for Ruan Chi. It was the first time he had seen him do it himself.
Such a clumsy gesture, coupled with this face, this expression…
Zong Mo: …
He stood up, honest and shameless.
Ruan Chi was satisfied and sat on him without any regard.
Zong Mo: …?
Ruan Chi got what he wanted but sucked in a breath of cold air, “Hiss, it hurts.”
Zong Mo was speechless. They hadn’t exercised in so long. How could it not hurt to force it like this?
Ruan Chi was in too much pain to move. He held his face and stared at him quietly.
His peach blossom eyes reflected only him. His brows were relaxed, and there was even a bit of deep affection in them. A moment later, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he returned to his usual appearance, “What’s with your expression?”
Zong Mo, on the other hand, frowned physiologically, “It’s too tight. It’s uncomfortable.”
Ruan Chi was silent for a moment, then said, “I’m more uncomfortable than you. I’m in pain.”
Zong Mo was immediately unhappy, “How do you know you’re more uncomfortable than me?”
Ruan Chi had said he was the only one. How could he know what it felt like to be squeezed so much you wanted to cry?
Ruan Chi quickly retorted, “How do you know I’m not more uncomfortable than you?”
Zong Mo: …
Are these the things that should be said at a time like this?
They tacitly stopped bickering, concentrated, and tried to get used to each other after being apart for more than half a month.
After a long while, Ruan Chi said again, “It still hurts, but it’s very satisfying.”
Zong Mo: …
He couldn’t quite figure out whether Ruan Chi was treating these things as a torment to himself, or purely for the sensory pleasure and joy. Or, if it also contained some affection.
Zong Mo buried his face in the crook of Ruan Chi’s neck. Ruan Chi was using his shampoo and shower gel, wearing his pajamas, and had slept under his quilt for a night.
His whole body was filled with his scent, which drilled into his lungs with the up and down movements.
It was as if he had completely possessed this person.
After a moment of being dazed by the electric shock-like trembling, Zong Mo only felt his mind was clearer than ever before.
He let out a long sigh and decided to be a scumbag for once.
When he’s tired of it, he’ll just kick Ruan Chi out of the house!
