Chapter 03: Number
There were many things Zhong Yan loved to play with, the only thing he had no interest in was relationships. But tonight, things seemed to have changed.
He appeared to be a flirtatious person, but in reality, he had no experience and couldn’t guarantee a good experience. However, the person in his arms gave him a lot of face.
The little blondie was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes, yet he still clung to him, biting his shoulder and saying “I like it.”
Humans were ultimately superficial, indulging in physical pleasure, and even more fond of ethereal praise.
When an inexperienced little blondie started to move on his own, Zhong Yan admitted that he felt a sense of pleasure, the most basic human need.
The sheets and blankets were in a tangled mess, and the wrappers were scattered on the floor and at the foot of the bed.
Zhong Yan held the person, his chin rubbing against his soft hair, “What’s your name?”
The little blondie didn’t answer, he curled up in his arms, as docile as a boneless creature, only his hands were restless, touching his chest and then his abdomen.
Zhong Yan: “If you keep touching, you can say goodbye to your ass.”
The little blondie withdrew his hand, buried his face in his chest, without any pretense, blatantly, and continued to rub.
“…”
Zhong Yan had already compromised, he rubbed his earlobe, “Do you want to have a boyfriend?”
Little blondie: “No.”
Zhong Yan: “……”
Before he could vent his frustration, Zhong Yan heard the second half of the sentence, “Only you.”
The wind exhaled by his ear made the fire in his abdomen burn even hotter.
Zhong Yan turned over, pressing the separated person close, “I’ll give it to you.”
“Gege, didn’t you say my ass would… umph.”
“I’ll take responsibility.”
…
The slanting wind blew the curtains, letting in some light.
Shi An was woken up by the vibration of his phone. He fished it out from under his pillow.
“Shi-ge, where are you?” It was Wang Duo’s voice.
Shi An’s mouth was dry, he struggled a bit before he could speak, “Home.”
Wang Duo was relieved, “You got accepted into medical school, did you know?”
Shi An mumbled a dazed response.
“I really don’t get you,” Wang Duo grumbled, “The whole school is celebrating and putting up banners, and the main character is still sleeping in bed!”
Shi An’s grades were good. He was eighth in the city in the middle school entrance exams. Several key high schools in Yang City wanted him, but he chose No. 18 Middle School, which was right by his house.
The reason was that he didn’t want to eat in the school cafeteria or live on campus. This school was a five-minute walk from home, and Wang Duo also studied there.
The teaching quality of No. 18 Middle School was average. In its many years of operation, it had never enrolled a student with such a high score. On the first day of school, he became the focus of the entire school.
However, Shi An had a kind of “can’t be helped” relaxed attitude. He didn’t have any major problems, but he had many minor ones. The most troublesome was his love of sleep. He even fell asleep during the college entrance examination, and the invigilator had to remind him three times to no avail.
Later, when the class teacher found out, she called Shi An’s mother and cried for three days. It wasn’t until the results were announced, and he was sixth in the city, that the class teacher calmed down.
Worried that Shi An would mess up and apply to “Peking University” instead of “Peking University’s Jade Bird IT Education,” Shi An’s college application was filled out by his class teacher.
With Shi An’s score, he could choose most universities. Even though the class teacher repeatedly advised him, he still decided to stay in the province and attend medical school.
Studying medicine was his dream, and he didn’t want to leave home.
Seeing that there was no response from the other end of the phone, Wang Duo tentatively asked, “Shi-ge, are you still upset?”
“No,” Shi An rubbed his lower back.
“When you become a doctor in the future, you’ll be so awesome, you can find anyone you want.”
“It’s okay, it’s all in the past.”
He had learned his lesson and wouldn’t be so stupid again.
Shi An asked back, “What about you, did you get in?”
“Of course!”
Wang Duo’s target school was the Sports Academy, which was just across the street from the medical school.
Shi An was genuinely happy, “Great, we can still have meals together then.”
“Alright, I’m relieved that you’re okay.” Wang Duo was pleased, “The future Olympian has to go train.”
“Okay, good luck!”
After hanging up the phone, Shi An checked his results on his bed.
First choice, first major, clinical medicine, an eight-year program. Everything was a new beginning.
Shi An rolled over, a soreness spreading from his lower back to the back of his head, as if he had been run over. He buried himself in the pillow, recalling last night’s dream.
In the dream, he went home with a strange man, who stripped him naked and forcefully did it with him several times.
Especially the last two times, the man held him on top, let him move on his own, and bit his ear, saying, “Kid, your waist is pretty good.”
In the dream, he indulged in such praise, the more he was praised, the faster he moved, and the faster he moved, the more intense the pleasure.
Shi An rubbed his ear, his stomach churning. After puberty, he had these kinds of dreams every now and then, but this was the first time it was so intense, so realistic. Shi An suspected he had been moving on his own all night in his sleep.
Mother Shi shouted from outside the door, “Xiao An, eat first, then sleep.”
“Okay, coming!”
Shi An got up a little too quickly, his lower back almost gave out in pain. He rubbed it as he walked to the bathroom, muttering, “It was just a dream, why does it feel so real?”
Shi An stood in front of the toilet, pulling open the waistband of his underwear.
He looked down, stunned.
The loose, dark-colored underwear was not his style, but there was no other man in the house besides him.
Whose were these?
Shi An turned around, the full-length mirror behind him reflected his back. There were two dark red handprints on his lower back, not from a slap, but more like marks left from prolonged kneading, almost covering his entire waist.
Shi An instinctively tensed his muscles, the pain almost made him lose his balance.
He pinched himself, it wasn’t a dream.
Shi An suddenly sobered up, anger rushing to his head, “Fuck! Who the hell did this!”
“I’ll kill you!!!”
Zhong Yan slept until noon, leaning naked against the edge of the bed, observing the “battlefield” from last night. His left chest was bitten the hardest, and there were many hickeys of varying depths on other parts of his body, as if marking territory, claiming it all.
Recalling last night, the beginning was a bit difficult, but the overall experience was good. Their bodies were very compatible, and the kid was very cooperative and obedient.
Zhong Yan clenched his hand, he could still feel the sensation of his waist. Young, smooth skin, lean but strong, no wonder he was so good at moving.
After showering, Zhong Yan found a pair of underwear at the foot of the bed, a triangular style, with a cartoon character printed on the back, also with yellow hair.
A character from the One Piece manga, he really was a kid.
He threw the underwear into the laundry basket and picked up the piece of paper on the nightstand.
They had been at it until late last night. The kid woke up in a daze, insisting that his mother was waiting for him to come home, and he wouldn’t let him see him off. Before he left, Zhong Yan got his number.
He unlocked his phone, entered the number, and composed a text message.
「Are you up yet?」
「I’m the one who took you home last night.」
Zhong Yan stared at the screen for three minutes, no reply. He composed two more messages.
「Are you free tonight? I’ll treat you to dinner.」
「By the way, how are you feeling? Is your body uncomfortable? I’m a medical student, if you don’t mind, I can take a look.」
Zhong Yan waited for a while longer, still no reply. He exited the chat interface and sent a message to his regular hairstylist.
「I’ll be there in a bit.」
George: 「Just a trim? I’ll reserve some time for you.」
「No trim, dye it black.」
George: 「You’re not satisfied with the previous color?」
Zhong Yan had just dyed his hair a week ago.
「Not dissatisfied, but black makes me look younger.」
Zhong Yan had attended international schools since he was a child, and his hair color had never been normal since middle school. Looking at his black hair in the mirror, he felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity. He couldn’t help but mock himself, dyeing it back just like that.
It was 6 PM when he left the hair salon, and there was still no reply from the other side. Zhong Yan wasn’t a patient person, and he didn’t like waiting passively.
He opened his contacts and dialed the number.
On the roadside during evening rush hour, he could hear the honking of cars in his left ear, and in his right ear, a emotionless voice prompt.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service, please check the number and try again…”
