Chapter 46: Being Pushed Part 2

He’d barely spoken when he was interrupted again.

Fu Si Heng bent down, biting the shirt open. His thick tongue rolled over it, the sudden action drawing a whimper from Tao Zhi.

“N-No, no…”

He suddenly thought of something, his pupils dilating in shock.

Unlike the neck or collarbone, this felt different. Tao Zhi’s mind went blank, strange sensations and panic hitting him at once. His first instinct was to flee, but Fu Si Heng gripped his waist and dragged him back.

“Why run?” Fu Si Heng was incredibly aroused too. His breathing heavy, hot nasal breaths scorching Tao Zhi’s cheek, threatening to burn him.

Tao Zhi’s lips quivered.

He felt like he was about to die.

Fu Si Heng had discovered his secret, completely unprepared.

Just like that, so suddenly.

He’d ruined everything—

“Isn’t it a bit too small, hm?” Fu Si Heng nipped his cheek, snapping the terrified Tao Zhi back to reality. “Not developed properly?”

Tears of fright welled up in his eyes, pooling at the edges, ready to fall. He looked utterly pitiful.

“Brother Fu, I…”

Fu Si Heng reached up and gathered it, forming a small mound. “There, that’s better.”

Tao Zhi: “?”

Wh-what?

The tear caught at the corner of his eye.

Absurd.

That was Tao Zhi’s first reaction.

Second was relief.

…He hadn’t been discovered?

Unbelievable.

Tao Zhi opened his mouth, but Fu Si Heng bent down again.

All his doubts turned into moans and gasps. Wet sounds echoed in the empty, quiet house.

Fu Si Heng deliberately teased, tugged, and ground, leaving Tao Zhi no room to think.

All his senses were possessed by Fu Si Heng.

That tear finally fell, only to be swept into Fu Si Heng’s lips and passed back to him.

…

So unfair.

–

Tao Zhi barely slept that night.

Not just because of what happened before bed—the illogical intimacy—but also…

Fu Si Heng hadn’t noticed.

His chest had been seen, even kissed, yet Fu Si Heng hadn’t realized he was a boy. Tao Zhi was in a daze. When Fu Si Heng lifted him off the counter, he couldn’t help confirming, “D-Did you notice anything… off?”

His brain had completely short-circuited. The moment the words left his mouth, he nearly bit his tongue.

Fu Si Heng: “?”

Fu Si Heng: “Off where?”

He seemed completely oblivious.

Tao Zhi: “…”

Tao Zhi opened his mouth but made no sound.

“This shouldn’t count as breaking the promise, right?” Fu Si Heng misunderstood. “We didn’t go to bed.”

Tao Zhi: “…”

Tao Zhi’s face flushed again. He didn’t dare say more or stay with Fu Si Heng, ducking his head and fleeing to the bathroom.

He showered in a daze, starting his long rumination.

He thought about it in the shower, on the bed.

For a very, very long time, until four or five in the morning before sleeping. His conclusion: Fu Si Heng wasn’t as smart as he thought.

Right, not that smart.

Fu Zheng had told him—Fu Si Heng was a virgin, never dated, no flings, nothing.

So, not distinguishing between male and female bodies made sense…?

He’d never seen one before.

He just thought it was a bit small, suspected poor development.

At that thought, Tao Zhi shrank into the covers.

Pitiful and bewildered.

But also suddenly enlightened.

Reasonable.

It made much more sense now.

That was the reason.

Tao Zhi finally convinced himself and slept peacefully, his panic fading.

…

After thinking all night, he slept until nearly noon.

He woke in a fog, taking a while to realize where he was and that it was already noon.

He hurriedly brushed his teeth, washed his face, and dressed.

Oversleeping at someone else’s house was so rude. Tao Zhi rushed to open the door and go downstairs, bumping into Fu Si Heng at the stairs.

“I was just about to call you for lunch.” Fu Si Heng looked at him, gaze lingering. “Why are you still in yesterday’s clothes?”

Uh.

“I…” Tao Zhi opened his mouth.

“…I didn’t want to open the suitcase. Anyway, I’m heading back today.”

Truth was, the suitcase had no women’s clothes.

He’d only bought this one outfit.

Fu Si Heng guessed as much and hummed. “Not going to the amusement park today?”

“No, no.” Tao Zhi shook his head vigorously.

Great, another date canceled.

Normally, Fu Si Heng might not let Tao Zhi off so easily. After over two months apart total, it was torture for lovebirds in the heat of passion.

Fu Si Heng wished to be with him every moment.

But after what he’d done yesterday, he knew giving Tao Zhi time to cool off would benefit their relationship.

A buffer.

Fu Si Heng didn’t force him to stay. “Alright.”

Having convinced himself, Fu Si Heng said, “Let’s eat first then.”

…

Since they weren’t going to the amusement park, he could head back to school after lunch.

Tao Zhi wasn’t as calm as Fu Si Heng. Seeing him now conjured memories of last night’s kisses.

As a straight guy, even kissing was embarrassing enough. Now he’d been sucked… sucked there.

So weird, so shameful.

Even more shameful: he’d actually found it… a bit pleasurable.

Tao Zhi’s face reddened mid-meal, limbs stiff, heart racing at the sight of Fu Si Heng.

Anyway, he couldn’t stay with him anymore.

Tao Zhi said he needed to return to school.

Fu Si Heng agreed and offered to drive him.

Tao Zhi accepted. Compromise all around, everyone happy.

After the table, Tao Zhi eagerly wheeled his suitcase to the door.

Seventy floors up—he needed to call the elevator early.

But as he opened the door, the elevator dinged at their floor.

Hm…?

Tao Zhi’s expression hesitated.

Single-unit top floor. Besides Fu Si Heng, who would come up?

He poked his head out, instinctively looking toward the elevator—

Fu Zheng stepped out.

All black outfit, cool expression, aloof vibe, frowning at his phone impatiently. Fu Zheng appeared in Tao Zhi’s vision.

Fu Zheng was focused on his phone and didn’t see Tao Zhi peeking out.

Tao Zhi saw Fu Zheng and reacted like he’d seen a ghost, eyes widening.

“Why are you standing there?” Fu Si Heng stood behind Tao Zhi. As he spoke, he reached to wrap an arm around Tao Zhi’s waist—only to be suddenly shoved inside by Tao Zhi.

Pushed very suddenly.

The slender boy somehow summoned immense strength, shoving Fu Si Heng back several steps. Bang—the door slammed shut. Tao Zhi tiptoed, covering Fu Si Heng’s mouth and nose, peering out in terror.

“D-Don’t speak. Fu Zheng is outside,” Tao Zhi stammered.

Outside, Fu Zheng, hearing the noise and looking up blankly: “?”

What the hell?