Chapter 18

　　"Yaya, did you see that? Isn't he very handsome? How do you think I should get to know him? I wonder if he has a partner."

　　Bai Huanhuan's eyes were all on Lin Zhibai, and she didn't notice the change in Lin Ya's mood at all.

　　Lin Ya was annoyed by her pulling her arm, but she couldn't shake it off. Suddenly, she remembered something and pretended to understand, "So it was him."

　　"Why, Yaya, you know him."

　　"Yes, of course I know him. He and I grew up in the same compound. But Huanhuan, he...is not suitable for you."

　　Lin Ya's face didn't look very good, as if she had something to hide, which aroused Bai Huanhuan's curiosity.

　　"Yaya, do you know something?"

　　After Bai Huanhuan's repeated questioning, Lin Ya finally told the "reason" for the sake of her good friend's future.

　　So, Bai Huanhuan learned from Lin Ya that Lin Zhibai was the one who framed his cousin to go to the countryside, abandoned his parents, and used backdoors in order to study at Capital University.

　　"I didn't expect that Lin Zhibai, who looks so refined and elegant, would actually do such a thing. He looks gorgeous on the outside but is actually rotten inside."

　　“Yaya, luckily I have you, otherwise I would have been deceived.”

　　Bai Huanhuan clenched her fists and stared at Lin Zhibai who was still reading a book not far away. It was true that one couldn't judge a person by his appearance.

　　"Well, let's go. If you meet him next time, stay away from him."

　　Lin Ya looked at Lin Zhibai deeply, then turned and left with Bai Huanhuan.

　　Bai Huanhuan's parents were well-known figures in the capital, and their family background was good. This was also the reason why Lin Ya was willing to put aside her pride and patience and be friends with her. How could such a good partner be given to Lin Zhibai? He didn't deserve it.

　　-

　　Lin Zhibai looked up to the window and found that it was already dark. He closed the book and put it in his cross-body bag. He left the library and walked towards the cafeteria, but he was stopped by someone after taking a few steps.

　　"Lin Zhibai, let's find a place to talk."

　　Looking at the familiar face of the girl in front of him, with the undisguised arrogance and disdain in her eyes, the ease and comfort on Lin Zhibai's face disappeared, gradually becoming cold and silent for a moment. Then he followed Lin Ya to a corner of a remote woods.

　　Lin Ya was brought up in a pampered environment. She inherited her parents' good looks, and with her conscious maintenance, she was very popular among boys. She was sweet-talking and could make the elderly happy, and was very much liked by the elders.

　　However, from childhood to adulthood, all her malice was directed at Lin Zhibai.

　　Lin Ya crossed her arms and looked up and down at the person in front of her. He had a fair and handsome face, rosy cheeks, a clean white shirt and black pants, and a tall figure. If it weren't for the familiar facial features, she would have found it difficult to associate the person in front of her with the old Lin Zhibai.

　　Lin Zhibai, who once lived under someone else's roof, was thin. Although his skin was fair, it got an unhealthy paleness. He looked sick and often fell ill.

　　As for why Lin Ya hated Lin Zhibai, she couldn't explain it. Maybe she didn't want a stranger to break into her home, or maybe it was because she lived in a privileged family and thought she was superior to others, so she looked down on people like Lin Zhibai who were despised by everyone.

　　"Lin Zhibai, aren't you in the countryside? Why did you come to the capital?"

　　"Why did you come to Capital University to study? What have you done in the past few years?"

　　Lin Ya's questioning was not out of concern for Lin Zhibai, but out of curiosity, questioning, and a hint of reluctance.

　　"It has nothing to do with you." Lin Zhibai spoke in a cold and hard tone. Except for a momentary change at the beginning, his expression remained indifferent, as if the person in front of him was just an unimportant person.

　　After saying that, Lin Zhibai turned sideways and was about to leave. Lin Ya, who was met with a cold face, couldn't believe it and reached out to hold him. After a moment, she quickly let go of his hand as if she was stained by garbage and wiped it off.

　　"You are not allowed to leave. Answer me."

　　"Lin Ya, I'm not your servant, so I don't have to listen to you."

　　"You used to eat at my house, live at my house, and my mother arranged your schooling. We've been so good to you, are you going to be ungrateful?"

　　Lin Zhibai, who had just taken a step, paused, stayed where he was, turned around and looked at Lin Ya. His past memories were exposed nakedly, and Lin Zhibai just felt ridiculous.

　　There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, and his voice was as cold as ice.

　　"Ungrateful? Don't you think these four words are ironic? Being good to me? Eating leftovers and wearing tattered clothes, is that being good to me? But I don't care about these. After all, I am living under someone else's roof. It doesn't matter if I lack food and clothing. As long as I can have enough food and clothing and not starve or freeze, that's enough. I am grateful. I do odd jobs after studying and give the money I earn to grandma.

　　I was able to study through my own hard work, and I earned my own tuition. I didn't spend a single cent of your family's money. Even so, I think that after all, your family and I are blood relatives, and we have a bond. But this bond was completely lost when you didn't ask for my opinion and asked me to go to the countryside in place of my cousin."

　　In fact, Lin Zhibai was not very opposed to going to the countryside. He was just angry that they treated him like an object and could decide his destination at will without asking his opinion.

　　Once upon a time, he also thought about integrating into them, pleasing his grandparents, his uncle and aunt, and his cousins, but as he grew up, he realized that this was their home and would never be his home. His, Lin Zhibai's home,  was gone when his parents passed away.

　　When he went to the countryside, he met Meng Xiangbei. It was the long-lost warmth he felt after his parents passed away. He was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, unwilling to let go.

　　Meng Xiangbei is the only salvation in his life , so much so that there were messages circulating in the village. When Meng Xiangbei was cold to him, he was in pain, uncomfortable, and at a loss. He even wondered if he would die if Meng Xiangbei broke up with him.

　　Fortunately, he was not abandoned, he was cherished and came to the capital to realize his dream.

　　"So, Lin Ya, I don't owe your family anything." Lin Zhibai said firmly. Not only did he not owe anything, he even suspected that his parents' death had something to do with his uncle.

　　Lin Ya gritted her teeth and trembled with anger.

　　In the past, Lin Zhibai was timid and had no sense of existence. Even when he was accused and bullied, he would never say a word. When had she ever seen Lin Zhibai so eloquent?

　　She wanted to refute, but she knew that what Lin Zhibai said was true, even about his parents' death...

　　Lin Ya vaguely recalled the conversation between her father and her grandparents that she had overheard.

　　Lin Zhibai easily caught the panic and guilt in Lin Ya's eyes.

　　Sure enough, the death of my parents...

　　Lin Zhibai suppressed his surging anger, closed his eyes, and said, "Don't show up in front of me anymore in the future."

　　It was quiet at night. Lin Zhibai opened his eyes. In the dim light, his bloodshot couldn't be seen. He tossed and turned several times but couldn't fall asleep.

　　As soon as he closed his eyes, the events of that year are still vivid in his mind

　　He thought he didn't care, but when he saw Lin Ya today, he still felt uncomfortable in his chest.

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　　Lin Zhibai, who planned to get up early to set up a stall with Meng Xiangbei the next morning, unexpectedly refused to be intimate with Meng Xiangbei for the first time in the evening.

　　In the bed, Meng Xiangbei hugged the delicate and soft boy in his arms, coaxing him straight onto him, and asked with some grievance: "Xiaobai, don't you love me anymore?"

　　Lin Zhibai was indifferent to the man who kept kissing his face and hugging his waist. "Well, I don't love you anymore. Go to sleep quickly. I have to get up early tomorrow to go with you."

　　"Well, then just once." Meng Xiangbei gritted his teeth and spoke, as if he had suffered a great injustice by ceding land and paying compensation.

　　"No." Lin Zhibai refused firmly. Meng Xiangbei's words were lies. On his side, there were only zero times and N times.

　　Lin Zhibai was unwilling, and Meng Xiangbei couldn't force him, so he could only compromise. However, he still managed to get some benefits for himself, "Then say you love me."

　　The word "love" made Lin Zhibai's heart tremble, and his face turned red. "Stop it, it's time to go to sleep."

　　"Xiaobai, you definitely don't love me anymore." Meng Xiangbei kissed him hard and insisted that Lin Zhibai say it in person. Meng Xiangbei always knew that Lin Zhibai was thin-skinned, and he would almost always act like a hooligan to him whenever he got the chance.

　　Lin Zhibai knew that Meng Xiangbei was determined. This man was like a large dog. He bit his lip and whispered in Meng Xiangbei's ear: "Brother Meng, I love you."

　　"Yeah, I love you too." Meng Xiangbei responded, and the next second, he captured the boy's lips.

　　The next day, Lin Zhibai finally went to set up a stall with Meng Xiangbei.

　　Because of Lin Zhibai, Meng Xiangbei didn't let the worker come. He wanted to enjoy his own world, and business was as good as ever.

　　Meng Xiangbei told Lin Zhibai that when he had enough money, he would rent a shop.

　　The breakfast stall closed at noon, and Meng Xiangbei dragged Lin Zhibai home directly to complete what he had not completed last night. In the evening of the same day, after dinner, Meng Xiangbei rode his bicycle to take him back to school.

　　Two months passed in a flash.

　　Meng Xiangbei rented a two-story shop with the money he earned.

　　The first floor is used as a small restaurant, and the second floor is used for living. The previous small courtyard has been vacated.

　　After opening the shop, Meng Xiangbei did not simply do breakfast business.

　　They serve breakfast in the morning and fast food at noon and in the evening. The prices of fast food vary. Meat dishes are naturally more expensive, while vegetarian dishes are cheaper. People from different classes come to consume.

　　This business model is very novel, but if the business is good, others will definitely follow suit soon.

　　For this purpose, Meng Xiangbei took the time to return to the underworld, captured a royal chef who had died but had not yet been reincarnated, and learned cooking skills from him.

　　As a result, thanks to his cooking skills, there is a constant stream of people coming to the restaurant to eat.

　　Meng Xiangbei, who was too busy to handle the work, immediately hired more people and recruited two chef apprentices. Even so, Meng Xiangbei was still very busy. Sometimes he was so busy that he almost couldn't come out of the kitchen. Lin Zhibai felt distressed when he saw this. Once, Meng Xiangbei was so busy that once he got distracted, he cut his hand, and blood flowed out.

　　Lin Zhibai was both angry and distressed, and could not help but angrily said, "You can't make enough money, why do you have to work so hard?"

　　"To give my Xiaobai a better life."

　　Lin Zhibai, who was applying medicine to him, paused when he heard this. He looked up and saw the deep affection in Meng Xiangbei's dark eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

　　Lin Zhibai moved his lips, wanting to persuade him, but swallowed his words back. He knew that Meng Xiangbei was always stubborn.

　　After that, Lin Zhibai never got angry with Meng Xiangbei again. This person could easily make him angry, but also easily make him feel distressed and soft-hearted, and he fell deeper and deeper into this love.

　　Lin Zhibai still came over every weekend. Meng Xiangbei didn't want him to work hard, so he asked him to do the job of cashier. In those days, online payment was not popular, so people used cash.

　　Lin Zhibai is smart, and cashiering is not a problem for him at all. He soon becomes proficient at it.

　　-

　　"Yaya, do you remember those two good-looking men we met in the mall that time?" After taking a shower, Lin Ya was applying cold cream. Her roommate Bai Huanhuan ran over and excitedly grabbed her hand. Looking at the small lump of cold cream that was thrown out and fell to the ground, a hint of displeasure flashed across Lin Ya's eyes.

　　Bai Huanhuan next to her didn't notice it. When Lin Ya mentioned those two people again, her memory was awakened. She instantly thought of the man in the black shirt, who had a handsome face and exuded charm all over his body. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

　　"Did you really see it?" Lin Ya covered the face with the cold cream and pulled Bai Huanhuan to sit on the bed.

　　Lin Ya was attracted to that man, but after that, she never met him again, and after a long time, she almost forgot about him.

　　"Yeah." Bai Huanhuan's eyes sparkled. "So the boy in the white shirt is a student at Capital University like us. I've already found out his name: Lin Zhibai."

　　Lin Ya's brows suddenly furrowed, and her voice became sharp, "You said his name is Lin Zhibai?"

　　"Yeah, that sounds nice, doesn't it?"

　　Lin Ya's heart was stirred. Two months ago, he saw the familiar profile of the man in the mall, and now he had the same name. Could it be that the man was really his useless cousin?

　　Lin Ya didn't want to believe it.

　　"Then, what about the man in the black shirt?" Putting aside her speculation about Lin Zhibai for the time being, Lin Ya asked nervously.

　　Bai Huanhuan shook her head, indicating that she didn't know. "I haven't seen them together. Maybe we can find out by asking classmate Lin. Yaya, you're not attracted to that man, are you?"

　　Lin Ya's face flushed red after her secret was exposed. She glared at Bai Huanhuan in panic and said, "You're talking nonsense. I'm going to ignore you and go to bed."

　　Lying in bed, Lin Ya tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.

　　The next day, Bai Huanhuan took Lin Ya to the library. Lin Ya could still see the face of the young man who was reading from a distance.

　　Lin Zhibai, it’s really him!

　　He came to Beijing and, like her, was admitted to Capital University.

　　Lin Ya stared at Lin Zhibai with a sullen face.

　　Lin Ya has always disdained Lin Zhibai since she was a child.

　　The old lady of the Lin family has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is Lin Ya's father, who is a supervisor in a state-owned enterprise. His mother is a teacher. Both of them have stable jobs and high status. Lin Zhibai's father is the old lady's youngest son.

　　Because she almost died during childbirth of her youngest son, the old lady didn't like him very much. Later, the youngest son and his wife died unexpectedly. Considering that their grandson Lin Zhibai was still young at the time, the old couple stayed with him to take care of him.

　　The eldest son took care of Lin Zhibai in his old age, so he also had to live under someone else's roof.

　　Neither the old couple nor the uncle's family had much affection for Lin Zhibai, so when Lin Ya's brother, Lin Zhibai's cousin, was going to the countryside, they decided to replace Lin Zhibai, who originally did not need to go to the countryside.

　　The old lady said that Lin Zhibai had been raised in his uncle's house for so many years and he deserved some reward.

　　Lin Ya has always felt superior to Lin Zhibai since she was a child. To her, Lin Zhibai has always eaten their leftover food, worn her brother's leftover clothes, and had a cowardly personality. The only thing that made her unhappy was that Lin Zhibai studied better than her.

　　Lin Ya took the exam twice before she was admitted to Capital University. She was a few points short the second time and also had to use connections.

　　A few years ago, when Lin Ya heard that Lin Zhibai was unwilling to take the college entrance examination or return to the city, she was happy. She thought that someone like Lin Zhibai deserved to live in that kind of rural place. In order to sever ties with Lin Zhibai, Lin Ya instigated the old couple to cut off contact with Lin Zhibai.

　　Unexpectedly, Lin Zhibai came to Capital University to study without saying a word. She glanced at his clothes again.

　　With clothes worth hundreds of dollars and a watch on his wrist, it seems that Lin Zhibai's life is better than they imagined.

 

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　　Meng Xiangbei, who had been eating vegetarian food for a week, ate Lin·the meat dish·Zhibai that he had waited for so long over and over again, just like a wolf seeing meat.

　　When Lin Zhibai woke up the next day, it was already noon and Meng Xiangbei had returned from setting up his stall.

　　"Brother Meng." Lin Zhibai put his hands on his hips, staring at Meng Xiangbei with his slightly round almond-shaped eyes, and said angrily, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

　　Meng Xiangbei put the washed pot aside to dry and turned to look at him.

　　The latter had just gotten up, his clothes were messy, and a wisp of hair was sticking up on his head. Combined with his appearance at the moment, it seemed as if he was saying, "I'm very fierce, don't fool me, otherwise I will be very angry."

　　Meng Xiangbei pulled him into the room, picked up Lin Zhibai's clothes, and pretended to help him change. He slapped his hand away, and Meng Xiangbei pretended to be innocent and said, "I called you, but you didn't wake up. It's all my fault. I tired you out last night."

　　Mentioning last night, Lin Zhibai's face flushed. He snatched his clothes and pushed Meng Xiangbei out of the room. "That's right, it's all your fault, you rascal. Get out. I need to change my clothes."

　　Meng Xiangbei held onto the door, looking the boy up and down, smiling ambiguously and charmingly, "You really don't need me to help you change? I..."

　　Before he could finish his words, Lin Zhibai pushed him away angrily, and the door closed with a bang.

　　Meng Xiangbei clicked his tongue a few times, a smile playing on his lips, "What a heartless little fellow." Thinking of something, he raised his voice and called out, "Xiaobai, is your waist sore? How about I give you a massage later?"

　　In the room, Lin Zhibai, who hadn't changed his clothes yet and was massaging his waist, said: "..."

　　-

　　The two of them played and fought, and after lunch, Meng Xiangbei took Lin Zhibai out to buy clothes.

　　Lin Zhibai hadn't planned to go. In fact, Meng Xiangbei bought him clothes from time to time, so he had no shortage of clothes to wear.

　　"Our Xiaobai is a student at Capital University. He's good-looking and has a good temperament, so he must dress well." Meng Xiangbei pulled him out and locked the door. "Besides, I have money."

　　Lin Zhibai, who was standing next to him, felt sweet in his heart when he heard the man's praise, "Then, then you should buy it too." Every time, Brother Meng only bought things for him and not for himself, which made Lin Zhibai feel a little guilty.

　　"Okay, listen to my wife. Not only do I want to buy clothes, I also want to buy couple clothes that are the same as my wife's."

　　The word "wife" made Lin Zhibai blush again. He reached out and pushed Meng Xiangbei's face away, saying, "You rascal."

　　Their rented house was in the downtown area, just a few blocks away from a clothing store. The two did not ride bicycles but chose to walk.

　　"Come on, Xiaobai, try this shirt." Meng Xiangbei picked up a white shirt and tried it on Lin Zhibai.

　　In the early 1980s, some men in Capital already wore shirts, but not many because they were expensive.

　　"This gentleman has a great figure and this dress suits him very well." The young female shopping guide praised with a smile.

　　"Sir, you can try the dressing room."

　　Lin Zhibai took a look at the shirt and moved closer to Meng Xiangbei. "Brother Meng, this shirt is too expensive. Let's buy something else."

　　"But I think this one suits you best, and I also want to buy the one next to it." Meng Xiangbei picked up another larger black shirt.

　　Lin Zhibai's eyes fell on the black shirt. He bit his lip lightly and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay then."

　　A moment later, Lin Zhibai came out of the dressing room. The boy was good-looking, like a slender, straight poplar, and his fitted shirt outlined his tall figure.

　　It is true that Buddha relies on gold ornaments and people rely on clothes. Before, Lin Zhibai's appearance was 70%, and now he has added 2 points.

　　Noticing Meng Xiangbei's burning gaze, Lin Zhibai's heart beat faster. "Does it look good?"

　　Meng Xiangbei adjusted his collar, his eyes filled with unconcealed amazement. "Looks good, Xiaobai is the most handsome."

　　Lin Zhibai pursed his lips and smiled, then looked at the black shirt next to him, "You should change too, I want to see it."

　　"okay."

　　Meng Xiangbei is over 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. His face is angular and as sharp as a sculpture. He is a walking clothes rack. He is a walking hormone, and the black shirt he is wearing adds a bit of dignity and mystery to his temperament.

　　If the people from Daohua Village were here at this moment, they would not be able to connect the noble man in front of them with the lazy, thieving and cheating second-rate guy in the past.

　　"What's wrong? Are you stunned?" Meng Xiangbei came out and saw Lin Zhibai, who was stunned and looked like he was bewitched. He couldn't help but pinch his fair cheeks.

　　Lin Zhibai covered his cheeks, but did not blame him. His eyes were still on him, and he said shyly, "It looks good."

　　"real?"

　　"Uh-huh."

　　Meng Xiangbei leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Actually, I look better without clothes."

　　"You, you, you..." Lin Zhibai's earlobes turned red. He glanced at the young female shopping guide who was looking at them curiously. He was extremely flustered and shy. "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

　　Meng Xiangbei laughed out loud.

　　"We bought these two pieces of clothing."

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　　"Yaya, look, those two men over there are so handsome."

　　On the other side of the mall, women's clothing was sold. Lin Ya was looking at a pink dress when suddenly her roommate Bai Huanhuan tugged at her sleeve and said mysteriously.

　　Lin Ya followed the line of sight and saw two men, one wearing a black shirt and the other wearing a white shirt. When she looked over, she could immediately see the man in the black shirt clearly. His tall and straight figure and his face that was carefully carved like a work of art made her heart beat faster.

　　Really, really beautiful.

　　For a moment, Lin Ya felt that she fell in love with the man at first sight.

　　Her eyes inevitably fell on the young man in the white shirt next to her, but from her angle she could only see his profile.

　　Somehow, it feels a little familiar.

　　"Oh, they've all left. We can't see them anymore." After a quick glance, the two men were no longer visible. As reserved women, Lin Ya and Bai Huanhuan couldn't go over and chat with them.

　　"Yaya, I think the boy in the white shirt is very handsome, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, and as elegant as jade." Bai Huanhuan was enthusiastic and unrestrained, and did not hide her praise for the man at all.

　　Lin Ya's mind was still immersed in the man in the black shirt until Bai Huanhuan beside her shook her arm and she came back to her senses. "Yeah, it looks good." She agreed casually.

　　It was not until she finished buying clothes and left the mall that Lin Ya remembered why the profile of the boy in the white shirt looked so familiar.

　　The man looked very much like her cousin. Lin Zhibai, who was one year older than her.

　　However, her cousin went to the countryside four years ago. After the college entrance examination was resumed, he did not take it and did not return to the city. Now he might be dark and thin in the countryside. How could he come to Capital and wear such good clothes?

　　The speculation in her heart disappeared in an instant.

　　She was more curious about who the man in the black shirt was. He should come from a wealthy family. She wondered if she could be with him...

T/n: daydreaming in broad daylight,,, tch tch tch

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 　　From Su Song's perspective, he could see Lin Zhibai's profile more clearly. His small face was the size of a palm, his skin was fair, like a peeled egg, his eyelashes were long and curled, his lips were full and slightly pouty, with a tender pink hue. At this moment, he seemed to be thinking about something, with his cherry lips slightly pursed.

　　Lin Zhibai... looks better than before.

　　Su Song* stretched out his hand for some unknown reason. Lin Zhibai was thinking about the plot of the novel when suddenly a hand appeared in his sight, as if to touch his lips. He was startled and stood up suddenly, like a hedgehog with thorns, looking at the person next to him warily.

(*in the raw, MXB's name was stated here but I changed it because it was clearly Su Song.)

　　"Zhibai, long time no see." Without touching that softness, Su Song withdrew his hand indifferently, revealing a smile that he thought was gentle and friendly.

　　Lin Zhibai didn't expect that he would meet Su Song again after a year, and the latter seemed to still be interested in him. Lin Zhibai did not forget Su Song's care for him before, but his entanglement also made Lin Zhibai feel troubled.

　　After Su Song gestured for him to sit down, Lin Zhibai did not sit down. Instead, he asked, "Why is senior brother also at Capital University?"

　　"Starting this year, I'm a teacher at Capital University. Zhibai, do you remember? Our dream was to become a teacher."

　　Lin Zhibai had no intention of reminiscing about the past with him. In fact, the senior brother who once had taken good care of him had already disappeared after confessing his love to him.

　　"Once" is a beautiful yet sad word.

　　The memories of the past were beautiful, but that was only the past. Now, many people and things have changed.

　　Lin Zhibai forced a smile from the corner of his lips, "Really? Then congratulations, senior brother, on realizing your dream. I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

　　Lin Zhibai didn't want to stay with Su Song, even though there were many people around.

　　Picking up the book and holding it in his arms, Lin Zhibai did not pass by Su Song. He turned around and left from the other side, his steps getting faster and faster.

　　Su Song, who had finally caught Lin Zhibai, got up and chased after him. Unexpectedly, a student happened to block his view. After the man left, Lin Zhibai could no longer be found.

　　Su Song stood there, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

　　Zhibai, you can't escape, I am your best destination.

　　-

　　Lin Zhibai was afraid that Su Song would pester him, especially since Su Song was a professor at Capital University and it would be easy for him to find him. Fortunately, he didn't run into him in the next few days, and Lin Zhibai breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Time flies and it’s Friday.

　　"Xiaobai."

　　After school, Lin Zhibai, carrying a military green messenger bag, had just stepped out of the school gate when he heard a familiar voice. He looked up in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, long-legged, and handsome man riding a bicycle towards him. Behind him, the setting sun, a fiery cloud burning half the sky, cast a shimmering afterglow on the man, as if coated in a layer of light.

　　Lin Zhibai's heart was pounding. He had always known that Meng Xiangbei was good-looking, especially in the past year. He became more and more charming, and his every move attracted his attention.

　　"What's wrong, you're staring at me in a daze?" After a while, Meng Xiangbei rode his bicycle to Lin Zhibai, looked at his silly look, and reached out to rub his soft hair.

　　Lin Zhibai came back to his senses and looked at the teasing smile on Meng Xiangbei's lips. His face turned red and he immediately lowered his head, pretending not to hear what Meng Xiangbei said.

　　The shy little look is so cute. really want to hold you in my arms, kiss, hug and lift you high.

　　"Hurry up, get in the car, we're going back."

　　"Yeah." Lin Zhibai sat in the back seat, his head lowered, almost burying his face in Meng Xiangbei's back, "I have to go to the post office first."

　　"okay."

　　"Let's go quickly." There were a lot of people around, and even though Lin Zhibai had become much thicker-skinned, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

　　"Hold my waist." Meng Xiangbei rode his bicycle through the streets and alleys. The breeze blew, lifting the corners of their clothes.

　　"No." There were people on the street, so Lin Zhibai didn't dare.

　　A cunning arc appeared on Meng Xiangbei's lips. After turning a corner, he braked suddenly. The force of inertia made Lin Zhibai's body lean forward. Almost instinctively, he subconsciously hugged Meng Xiangbei's waist.

　　"Look, isn't this hugged?"

　　Lin Zhibai was still in shock when he heard the man in front of him saying these ridiculous words, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

　　Forget it, just hug.

　　In fact, he also wanted to hug Brother Meng.

　　The bicycle started again, and Lin Zhibai hugged Meng Xiangbei's thin waist. The two were close to each other, and Lin Zhibai could smell the scent from Meng Xiangbei. The strong male hormones made people's heart slightly flutter.

　　Lin Zhibai asked Meng Xiangbei about his business this week and asked him if he was tired.

　　Meng Xiangbei also asked him about his life at school this week.

　　A week did not drive the two people apart. Instead, they became closer after meeting again.

　　Not long after, they arrived at post office and Lin Zhibai sent the short story he wrote to the publishing house.

　　When they got home, Meng Xiangbei wanted to prepare dinner, but Lin Zhibai felt that he was working too hard, so he didn't let him and took over the task.

　　At night, the oil lamp in the house is soft and warm.

　　Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zhibai were lying on the bed, covered with quilts. Lin Zhibai snuggled in Meng Xiangbei's arms, feeling warm and comfortable as if she was hugging a warm stove.

　　After not seeing each other for a week, Lin Zhibai missed Meng Xiangbei very much, and now he was talking to Meng Xiangbei non-stop.

　　Meng Xiangbei agreed with his words, but after a long time, his expression became rather helpless, especially when the man next to him placed his hand on his chest and kept rubbing his soft body against him.

　　"Xiaobai, you look very energetic." Meng Xiangbei suddenly spoke, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous.

　　Lin Zhibai couldn't hear it, and he couldn't see Meng Xiangbei's expression as he leaned on his arm. He blinked and said, "I can't sleep."

　　"Does Xiaobai want to fall asleep?"

　　"ah?"

　　"Xiaobai, it's time for us to go to bed."

　　Lin Zhibai hesitated for a moment, then opened her beautiful eyes and said in a spirited manner, "But I'm not sleepy. How about you go to sleep first?"

　　Lin Zhibai felt a little guilty. Yes, Brother Meng had to set up a stall early in the morning, so he must not have slept well and was very tired. It was normal for him to feel sleepy now.

　　Meng Xiangbei pulled the boy closer to his arms, resting his chin on his head. Like a big bad wolf, he coaxed Lin Zhibai step by step, "But I want to sleep with you."

　　"Well, let's go to sleep." Although he couldn't sleep, he couldn't disturb Brother Meng's rest.

　　"Xiaobai, I actually have a way to make you fall asleep quickly, and we will both sleep well."

　　"Really? What is it?"

　　Listening to Lin Zhibai's sincere questioning, Meng Xiangbei's expression almost couldn't be suppressed. He half stood up and blew out the oil lamp.

　　In the darkness, the man's voice was hoarse, "I'll tell you now."

　　Soon, Lin Zhibai knew what this method was.

　　In the silent night, there was only Lin Zhibai's exasperated voice, "Meng Xiangbei, you hooligan..." The following voice was drowned out by the lips and teeth.

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