The Only Lover

Duan Xun found it amusing and deliberately teased him. "What's with that expression? You don't want me to rest?"

"..."

[Can't be bothered with you, you straight-laced brute, you social butterfly!]

Pfft.

Duan Xun started walking forward, and Song Mingzhou sluggishly followed after him, lowering his voice. "Teacher Duan."

"Teacher Duan!"

The young man who had just walked away came running back with a radiant smile. He stood straight. "Teacher Duan, I'll take you to the lounge."

Duan Xun smiled and nodded. "Sure."

The two walked ahead. Song Mingzhou rolled his eyes behind them and followed with extreme displeasure.

"Teacher Duan, this is it. No one will come to disturb you. The director said he'd come find you after filming and invite you to dinner tonight."

"Alright, thank the director for me."

"Sure, then... then I won't disturb you any longer."

The young man glanced at Song Mingzhou and wanted to pull him away with him. Song Mingzhou silently avoided his arm and said seriously, "I have some questions about the script that I'd like to ask Teacher Duan. You go on ahead."

"???" The man looked utterly stunned. But seeing that Duan Xun did not seem angry, he could only leave suspiciously.

The lounge door closed.

Before Song Mingzhou could even catch his breath, the man shoved him against the door.

"Jealous?"

As he spoke, the man slowly leaned closer to Song Mingzhou's face. As the distance between them shrank, Song Mingzhou's face grew redder and redder.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Song Mingzhou turned his head away and softly said, "I'm not."

Yet there was a hint of guilt in his tone.

Duan Xun smiled and gently pinched Song Mingzhou's chin, turning his head back so he faced him.

Their eyes met, and Duan Xun could see the shyness and nervousness in Song Mingzhou's eyes.

"It's alright. You can admit it, after all..." Duan Xun's voice was low and gentle, as though it held some kind of magic. "You're my only lover."

"..."

Song Mingzhou bit his lower lip, suppressing the urge to curse, before finally asking in a small voice, "Just me?"

"Hmm?" Duan Xun seemed not to have heard him clearly.

Song Mingzhou asked again, "Am I the only lover you have, Gege?"

Even though he knew the answer, he did not know what was wrong with him. He simply wanted to ask, wanted to hear the word "only" from Duan Xun's own mouth.

Duan Xun heard what he was thinking and indulgently stroked his face. "Yes. You are my... only one. My only lover."

Just as expected.

Song Mingzhou was happy. Hooking his arms around Duan Xun's neck, he pulled him in and kissed him.

Duan Xun:!!!

What was going on?

Why had he suddenly become so enthusiastic?

Duan Xun was distracted for two brief seconds before reclaiming the initiative. He seized Song Mingzhou's restless wrist, pressed him against the wall, and lowered his head to kiss him again.

The temperature in the lounge quickly rose.

Song Mingzhou tugged Duan Xun's collar as they tangled together and staggered backward step by step, eventually falling onto the soft sofa together.

"Mmph."

Someone did not know who had been bumped and let out an extremely soft grunt. Before either could ask, they were swept into another round of kisses.

Outside the door.

Shen Qing waited in his own lounge for a while, then thought he should take the initiative and chat with Duan Xun. What if Duan Xun was angry?

By the time Shen Qing came out, Duan Xun was nowhere to be seen. Only after asking around did he learn that Duan Xun had gone to the lounge to rest.

He found the lounge and, sure enough, saw Duan Xun's assistant, Lin Cheng, standing guard outside like a door god. That meant Duan Xun was inside.

"Lin Cheng." Shen Qing greeted him familiarly. "Is Brother Xun in there? I want to see Brother Xun."

Lin Cheng answered expressionlessly, "President Duan is resting. Mr. Shen, please come back later."

At least come back two hours later.

Shen Qing looked displeased. "Didn't Brother Xun just arrive? Is he going to sleep already? I heard Song Mingzhou is in there too."

Lin Cheng's tone did not change in the slightest. "Mr. Song is consulting him about the script. If Mr. Shen wishes to consult him as well, come back when they're done."

By the time they're done, President Duan will probably be leaving. He won't have time to see you anyway, you ungrateful bastard!!

As Duan Xun's personal assistant, Lin Cheng also served as his bodyguard. He spent most of his time at Duan Xun's side, so of course he knew about the relationship between Duan Xun and Shen Qing.

In his view, President Duan had once been extremely protective of this young Mr. Shen. But Shen Qing had repeatedly made Duan Xun unhappy and disappointed for Gu Yanting's sake, and had even shouted at President Duan for meddling in his affairs.

Later, after Mr. Song appeared, President Duan had basically stopped concerning himself with Shen Qing's affairs. Who would have thought this ungrateful bastard would latch onto him again?

Pah.

He was no match for Mr. Song.

Seeing that Lin Cheng would not budge, Shen Qing had no choice but to call out twice himself. When he received no response, he returned on his own.

Inside the lounge.

Song Mingzhou bit Duan Xun dissatisfiedly. "Your Qingqing is calling for you again. What exactly is your relationship with him? Why is he so clingy with you?"

Duan Xun chuckled softly and fondly stroked the tip of his ear. "Jealous?"

"..."

"Be good, don't be angry. He's just a younger brother with no blood relation to me. I used to look after him a little. If you're jealous, I'll keep my distance from him from now on."

Song Mingzhou hesitantly raised his head. "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

[Pah, younger brother? If I didn't know the plot, you might have fooled me. If you like him, just admit you like him. You don't even dare admit it—ugh, how pathetic.]

[The person you like is right outside, but you still have to do this with me in here. Is this guy mentally twisted or something?]

"Don't overthink it."

Song Mingzhou: ??? How did he know I was overthinking??

Song Mingzhou stared at the man above him in terror. Something flashed through his mind, too quickly for him to grasp, before he was...

"Focus. If you get distracted again, be careful or I'll punish you."

Duan Xun reminded him, neither too harshly nor too gently.

Oh.

Song Mingzhou came back to himself in a daze, staring at the increasingly blurry ceiling.

[Ding, plot point triggered. The host confesses to Duan Xun and pledges his loyalty, curries favor with his sponsor, and states that he likes only him.]

Curries favor...

Song Mingzhou became distracted again despite himself. How was he supposed to curry favor?

He had it.

"Hiss."

The man sucked in a sharp breath. His face nearly went pale as he gritted his teeth and seized Song Mingzhou's hand, a lush red blooming at the corners of his eyes.

Song Mingzhou immediately showed weakness, wagging his tail pitifully. "Gege, I-I didn't do it on purpose. I just like you too much, Gege. You're the one I love most in this life..."

"You..."

"The moment I see you, Gege, I can't help myself. I like you, I love you, I love you most. Don't keep any other little lovers either, alright? Just keep me."

Song Mingzhou made his eyes redden at just the right moment. Like a pitiful little dog, he hugged his owner around the waist, acting cute and wagging his tail.

How could Duan Xun withstand that level of provocation? He could not say a single word.

He could only... fuck him hard!!