Chapter 3
Lincheng University quickly sent a notification for a trial lecture, so Zhong Yuxiao had to give up on adjusting to jet lag and got up early to wash up.
The tailored suit fit perfectly. Zhong Yuxiao adjusted his hair in front of the mirror and changed to a pair of black-framed glasses. The black frames lived up to their reputation as a powerful tool, instantly adding a touch of maturity.
He briefly reviewed the lecture content in the car and rubbed the back of his neck, rescheduling his appointment with Chu Yi.
He didn’t know how long the work would take and originally wanted to tell Chu Yi not to come, but the other party insisted and even called specifically, so Zhong Yuxiao had to agree to contact him after he finished.
“Dr. Chu is very attentive to the Second Young Master’s matters. When he learned that the Second Young Master’s neck was uncomfortable, he specifically went to learn massage.”
Mr. and Mrs. Zhong had left early, the driver had taken them, and Qin Yun volunteered to take Zhong Yuxiao.
“In Dr. Chu’s eyes, I’m probably still a sickly child.” Zhong Yuxiao pushed his glasses up, joking, “He’s so dedicated, Mom and Dad should give him a raise.”
A few hundred meters away from Lincheng University, Zhong Yuxiao got out of the car. He was here to apply for a job, not to show off his wealth. It wouldn’t look good if people saw him being chauffeured.
“Second Young Master, should I wait for you here?”
“Uncle Qin, you can go back first. I’ll go home myself after I finish.”
Zhong Yuxiao was casual and had never liked ostentation since he was young. Qin Yun didn’t persuade him further and drove away.
Zhong Yuxiao studied art abroad. The public art course he was applying for was an elective, and the course he was responsible for was about aesthetics and art history.
His privileged family background cultivated a broader perspective than ordinary people. Although it was Zhong Yuxiao’s first time as a lecturer, he performed exceptionally well, completing the lecture with ease. After learning who Zhong Yuxiao’s mentor was abroad, the school immediately decided to sign a contract with him.
“Teacher Zhong, welcome to Lincheng University.”
“Thank you.”
After chatting with the school leaders for a bit, Zhong Yuxiao politely declined their invitation to dinner.
It was almost noon, and there were more students on campus. As he walked to the school gate, the gazes of passing students frequently fell on him. Zhong Yuxiao was used to being stared at and rejected five or six people who asked for his contact information.
Cafeteria food was bad all over the world, and Lincheng University was no exception. There was a snack street near the school, crowded with people at mealtimes.
Zhong Yuxiao attended an elite school for junior and senior high school and found this scene quite novel.
A crowd gathered in front of a grilled cold noodle stall. Zhong Zhili attended a public high school and had also experienced waiting at snack stalls. At the time, his parents lectured him, saying that street food was unsanitary.
Zhong Yuxiao always remembered that.
“One grilled cold noodle, with sausage and egg, no cilantro.”
“Alright, do you want it spicy?”
“Mildly spicy.”
The stall owner worked quickly, making four portions of grilled cold noodles at once. Zhong Yuxiao stood for a while, imitating the tone of other customers and ordered, “One grilled cold noodle, no spice.”
He wanted to taste how good this thing was.
“Alright, 7 yuan.”
Zhong Yuxiao had never bought anything so cheap. He took out his phone to pay and stood aside, watching the stall owner make the grilled cold noodles: putting down the dough, cracking an egg, flipping it over, spreading sauce, sprinkling onions, adding sausage… He watched with great interest.
The aroma of barbecue and fried food filled the air. Zhong Yuxiao held his newly received textbooks, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, his gentle face tinged with a touch of everyday life, out of place with the others.
At the school gate not far away, Xi Shi, leaning against the car door, lowered his sunglasses and whistled.
Such long legs.
The material of the trousers was smooth and showed off his leg shape. The tailored clothes had clean lines, accentuating his long, straight legs. The casual style was slightly different from traditional suits, more fitted.
Xi Shi was a leg man. He looked at people’s legs first. He followed those legs upwards, his eyes filled with admiration, his heart itching more and more. His gaze paused for two seconds when it landed on the black-framed glasses on Zhong Yuxiao’s nose.
…The last time he saw such old-fashioned glasses was on his high school homeroom teacher.
“Xi Shi!”
Xi Shi looked away and caught his fling who pounced on him. The young man’s eyes widened slightly. “Your hair?”
His fling, Miao Yuan, was a student in the dance department of Lincheng University. He had a delicate, innocent look and good proportions. Xi Shi’s first impression of him was his legs, slender and straight. He started pursuing him because of those legs, sending flowers, gifts, and spending money on meals.
His plan today was to go on a date and naturally end up in bed. Miao Yuan had recently relented, and just as he was about to make his move, Xi Shi suddenly lost interest.
He glanced at the man waiting for his grilled cold noodles at the stall and pushed Miao Yuan away. “Stand still.”
“No.” Miao Yuan snorted, putting his arms around Xi Shi’s neck and rubbing against his neck. “You stood me up yesterday, you have to compensate me today. I heard there’s a new private restaurant downtown, I want to try it.”
Xi Shi drove a convertible sports car today, with a bouquet of flowers in the passenger seat. Miao Yuan’s eyes lit up. “Are those for me?”
Xi Shi pulled his arm away and picked up the flowers. “No.”
Comparison breeds discontent. Looking at Miao Yuan again, he seemed dull in comparison, instantly losing all his appeal.
The nerd didn’t seem so bad after all.
Xi Shi was a blatant scumbag. “Sorry, I just changed my mind.”
Miao Yuan didn’t react. “What?”
“I’ve lost interest in you.”
Zhong Yuxiao had just received his grilled cold noodles when a head of green hair appeared in his line of sight, followed by a bouquet of flowers. Xi Shi smiled charmingly. “Handsome, let’s be friends.”
He was a veteran in the love scene and knew exactly how to exude charm, his peach blossom eyes full of affection.
Xi Shi’s appearance resembled his mother, Xi Yue. Xi Yue was a famous beauty in the wealthy circles back then. Xi Shi had a delicate, almost feminine beauty. His features were exquisite, but those affectionate eyes were inherited from his scumbag father. He could look at a dog with deep emotion. Just by gazing at someone like this, it was as if he wanted to drown them in his gaze.
He looked even more handsome up close, although not his preferred type.
But after getting used to one type of dish, it was good to change the flavor occasionally. Looking at his figure, his waist, his legs…he must be amazing in bed.
Xi Shi boldly sized up the man in front of him, his gaze unrestrained. “You like men, right? Interested in trying it with me?”
He took out a business card and slipped it into Zhong Yuxiao’s book.
The same-sex magnetism was mutual. With just a glance, they knew what the other was thinking. Zhong Yuxiao was taken aback. Was Xi Shi… trying to pick him up?
“Your hair…”
“Handsome, right?” Xi Shi brushed his hair back. “Just dyed it yesterday, probably just to meet you.”
Long legs, handsome, and a nice voice.
In bed, his legs wrapped around his waist, moaning with that voice…tsk, just thinking about it was exciting.
Zhong Yuxiao was silent.
He seemed to understand why Zhong Zhili was angry.
Deep green, with a hint of dark tones, vibrant under the sunlight.
Although unconventional, the green hair looked quite good on Xi Shi, truly supported by his good looks.
The young master seemed to be hitting on him seriously, his expression sincere. Zhong Yuxiao was slightly surprised. He thought Xi Shi had also received his information. “You look a bit like someone I’ve met before.”
His gaze swept downwards, his tone light. “But he was a cripple.”
Xi Shi didn’t think much of it. Zhong Yuxiao hadn’t gone abroad when the family portrait was taken. His features had matured over the years, and his style was different now. He didn’t connect the two at all, just felt a sense of familiarity.
Handsome people more or less had some common features, so it was normal to look familiar.
“It seems we’re fated. But my legs are very good.” He stepped forward, lowering his voice suggestively. “My waist is even better.”
This was a blatant hint.
Zhong Yuxiao could tell. In a bar, the next step after mutual attraction was usually going to a hotel room.
Miao Yuan, who had been left behind, finally recovered. Seeing Xi Shi flirting with someone else, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
The gays in Lincheng jokingly called Xi Shi the number one top, bragging about sleeping with him. Xi Shi changed partners more often than he changed clothes. Anyone who caught his eye, he basically never refused.
He had heard of Xi Shi’s reputation, so he didn’t agree immediately when Xi Shi invited him. He didn’t want to be a readily available bed partner; he wanted to be Xi Shi’s boyfriend.
Xi Shi was interested in him, and during this time, he hadn’t given in. The notorious Young Master Xi seemed to have changed, pursuing him seriously.
Unexpectedly, a dark horse appeared.
The gay scene was vast, and Xi Shi was well-endowed, skilled, handsome, and rich, the dream husband of countless bottoms.
Miao Yuan gritted his teeth in hatred. The thought of someone snatching away the person he had been pursuing for so long angered him, so he directly targeted Zhong Yuxiao. “Which department are you from? Stealing someone else’s boyfriend, do you have no shame?!”
Zhong Yuxiao almost laughed. Did he look like a student?
His fiancé’s lover accused him of stealing his boyfriend. The world was truly full of wonders.
Zhong Yuxiao calmly observed Miao Yuan. Bland looks, arrogant personality, decent figure…he couldn’t believe Xi Shi actually liked this type.
In terms of choosing bed partners, Xi Shi’s taste was far worse than his.
After seeing Zhong Yuxiao’s face clearly, Miao Yuan was stunned.
Compared to Xi Shi’s delicate and beautiful appearance, he preferred Zhong Yuxiao’s style, refined and abstinent, a proper gentleman thug. He had never heard of such a person in school before.
Xi Shi’s face darkened.
He hated it when his bed partners made a fuss, so he never went back for seconds and never confirmed a relationship. It was always a casual hookup, ending after they slept together. People in the circle knew he didn’t do relationships.
There were many people at the school gate, and Miao Yuan’s shouting attracted a lot of attention. Zhong Yuxiao wasn’t interested in being watched, so he casually threw the flowers Xi Shi had forced on him into his car. “Excuse me, you two take your time.”
If it weren’t for avoiding trouble, he would have liked to stay and watch the drama unfold.
Zhong Yuxiao felt a little regretful. He had just started working and didn’t want to become famous in school because of a love triangle.
Judging from Xi Shi’s newly dyed green hair, the other party was probably not very satisfied with the arranged marriage either. He wondered what expression Xi Shi would have when he saw him at the blind date in two days.
“Miao Yuan, we haven’t even gotten together, can’t we break up properly?” Xi Shi lost his smile, his eyes turning cold, his voice icy.
The person had already left. Xi Shi glanced at Zhong Yuxiao’s retreating figure without a hint of hesitation and frowned.
Leaving so readily, did he not understand his meaning, or was he rejecting him?
Xi Shi frowned, took out a cigarette, and lit it. “Have you calmed down now?”
Meeting his warning gaze, Miao Yuan came back to his senses, realizing what he had just done. “Xi Shi, I—”
Xi Shi raised his hand to interrupt him, saying calmly, “I wanted to sleep with you before, you didn’t agree, you strung me along, and I didn’t say anything.”
He chuckled, his voice devoid of warmth. “What, I’ve changed my mind now, and that’s against the law?”
Casual sex was about mutual consent, just for fun. He didn’t care what Miao Yuan thought, as long as they maintained appearances. The education he received since childhood prevented him from making a scene in public.
He hadn’t intended for it to end so badly, but Miao Yuan had crossed his line.
“I wasn’t stringing you along, I just wanted to date you,” Miao Yuan said urgently.
Although he preferred Zhong Yuxiao’s type, Xi Shi’s wealth made him very attractive.
His nose and eyes were red. He didn’t dare to pounce, but carefully reached out, his slender, white fingers tugging at the corner of Xi Shi’s clothes, his eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful. “Xi Shi, I just hope you can cherish me.”
Xi Shi looked at him quietly, his resolve to break things off strengthening. “If you want to date, you’ve found the wrong person.”
He would coax his lovers when he was interested and leave when he wasn’t. It was all for amusement. He couldn’t learn to cherish others and didn’t want to talk about love.
Feelings were fleeting; he only pursued physical pleasure.
Xi Shi extinguished his unfinished cigarette. “You probably don’t know my rules. I don’t do relationships. Let’s just pretend we don’t know each other from now on.”
If he had known Miao Yuan had this kind of thinking, he wouldn’t have even flirted with him.
He first met Miao Yuan at a bar. Miao Yuan was grinding on a man, both of them with their hands down each other’s pants. They could get it on in public, so he thought Miao Yuan was also open-minded.
Students were indeed troublesome.
Xi Shi silently marked the school as a no-go zone for picking up people.
Miao Yuan hurriedly grabbed his hand. “Xi Shi, you…didn’t you want to sleep with me?”
He knew Xi Shi wanted to take him to bed.
“I’m willing, I agree, I can go to a hotel with you now…I was wrong, just sex, let’s be bed partners, I’ll listen to you, don’t be angry.”
Maybe after they slept together, Xi Shi would change his mind. His previous boyfriends were very obsessed with his body.
“You don’t have to force yourself to be with me.”
Xi Shi had a headache, truly understanding what it meant to not be on the same page.
He stepped back, took out his phone, transferred some money, and deleted Miao Yuan’s contact information in front of him. “I’m serious when I say I’m not interested in you anymore. Let’s leave it at that. I wish you luck in finding someone who will cherish you.”
Xi Shi was always generous to his lovers and ended things decently, never mistreating them. Therefore, there were countless people in the circle who wanted to get involved with him, not just for the pleasure in bed, but also for the potential financial benefits.
After driving for a while, Miao Yuan was still standing there. Xi Shi glanced at the rearview mirror, turned his head expressionlessly, his gaze landing on the flowers in the passenger seat. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, Zhong Yuxiao’s face appearing in his mind.
He wanted to take off the nerd’s glasses.
Those legs completely hit his aesthetic spot. They looked so good, and if he took off his glasses, just one look at him and he could…
“Fuck?!”
The young master looked down in disbelief.
He hadn’t been this restless even during puberty. He was really regressing with age. Xi Shi rubbed his forehead.
It must be because he hadn’t had a good release recently, he was pent up.
His contact information was on the business card. He hoped the nerd would contact him soon.
