"Harassment" call

"Harassing" Call

It had not been long by the time he returned home.

As the door opened, a gentle breeze brushed his face, carrying the rich fragrance of roses through the air. His steps paused as he looked toward the garden. Though it was somewhat far away, he could still see the vividly colored roses swaying in the wind.

"Beautiful things need to be cared for meticulously." Gu Lin's voice sounded behind him.

At first, he had wanted to use cut branches, but with so many roses, it would have been a pity for them to display their splendor only briefly. Potted plants were the most suitable choice. Whenever Lin Su wanted to see them in the future, he would accompany him.

Lin Su nodded and pointed ahead. "I want to go take a look."

"Alright, I'll go with you."

There had been no reaction from his body yet. He had been too flustered last night to appreciate them properly, so this was just right—an after-dinner stroll.

Every corner of the garden held a pot of roses. The designer had clearly put thought into it, arranging them in an orderly pattern. What shocked Lin Su most was that there was actually a rose tree in the garden. Because of the season, there were not many flowers left on it.

[I've been here so long, yet I never noticed it.]

A wave of regret rose in his heart. It must have been beautiful when it bloomed.

"Next year, we can come earlier." It was Gu Lin.

Lin Su turned to him, his eyes curving with a smile, and nodded. "Alright."

The blooming roses gave off a scent somewhat similar to Lin Su's pheromones, but to Gu Lin, they were different.

Lin Su stood right before him, watching him with a gentle smile, starlight glimmering in his peach-blossom eyes. Gu Lin held his breath and softly brushed the corner of Lin Su's eye.

His eyes fluttered uncomfortably. Looking at the face slowly approaching, Lin Su knew what might happen next and nervously waited for Gu Lin to come closer.

Their lips were about to meet, both of them holding their breath. Just as those thin lips pressed down, a ringtone abruptly shattered the intimate atmosphere.

Lin Su took a step back and turned sideways, too embarrassed to look at him directly. Letting his cheeks burn, he pulled out his phone without even checking it and answered, "Hello?"

"Brother Su, are you busy?" Lin Su moved the phone away from his ear and only then noticed that the caller was Han Jin.

Gu Lin happened to catch sight of the name on the screen. His dark eyes sank, and his lips flattened into a straight line. That pest was truly impossible to shake off. It was irritating.

Lin Su did not notice Gu Lin's change and asked gently, "What is it?"

To be honest, he did not have a favorable impression of this person. If Han Jin merely liked him and wanted to get close to him, he could have rejected him politely. But this person's motives were obviously impure. They clearly did not know each other, yet Han Jin knew his habits and preferences so well.

Since last time, Lin Su had met Han Jin several times. Of course, aside from going to the hospital to have his bandages changed, Lin Su had rejected every private invitation.

"It's like this. Tomorrow is the eighteenth. Can you accompany me to the hospital for a checkup?" The person on the other end seemed somewhat embarrassed after saying that and hurriedly added, "If you're too busy with work, then forget it. I can ask my roommate."

Though the words sounded considerate, they made Lin Su frown. "Tomorrow at two in the afternoon. I'll pick you up then."

No matter what, he had been involved in the accident and had to take responsibility. Once the checkup was done tomorrow and Han Jin had fully recovered, there would not be much interaction between them.

Knowing what he was thinking, Gu Lin's expression eased. He watched Lin Su hang up, then took hold of his slender hand and pulled him back. His voice was soft. "I'll go with you tomorrow."

His shoulder rested against the man's chest as he gently shook his head. "It isn't good to always be like this. I'll go by myself."

He glanced sideways at Gu Lin. "It won't take long. Don't worry."

"Alright. I'll wait for you at the company."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Lin turned his body around, and they faced each other again. Lin Su actually saw anticipation in Gu Lin's eyes.

[Does this mean he wants to continue?]

As he thought that, Gu Lin's face drew closer. Lin Su's cheeks heated up again, and even breathing became difficult. The ambiguous air around them rose once more. In such an atmosphere, it was hard not to do something.

This time went much more smoothly. Their softness finally touched. Gu Lin tilted his head to avoid his glasses getting in the way and gently captured those soft red lips. Before Gu Lin could make another move—

Another ringtone sounded.

This time, it was Gu Lin's phone. The movement of his lips continued, and its owner clearly had no intention of paying it any attention. He had finally managed to kiss him—how could he let go so easily?

Lin Su pushed at him and avoided the lingering thin lips. "Gu Lin, answer the phone first."

Who knew that just as he finished speaking, those thin lips covered his again. Lin Su froze. Gu Lin's face was so close before his eyes, and the undisguised desire on that cool face successfully stopped Lin Su's attempt to push him away.

Those eager lips kept moving and sucking. Just as he was about to be drawn into this indulgence, the ringtone sounded again. Lin Su instantly came to his senses and pushed him away, his voice slightly hoarse. "Gu Lin, answer the phone."

Gu Lin's dark eyes lingered on his moist lips, reluctant to leave. Panting, he replied in a low, husky voice, "Alright."

"I-I'll go upstairs first." With that, he hurried away.

Gu Lin took a deep breath, answered the phone, and said impatiently, "Speak."

"What? Why is this kid so cold?"

Xia Mingxuan paused, then laughed. "Did you succeed?"

Gu Lin fell silent.

"Hey, you really did?!! Congratulations, congratulations! See? I told you Assistant Lin liked you too."

It was truly something to celebrate that his friend had settled such an important life matter. Xia Mingxuan laughed from the other end of the phone. "I'm treating tonight. Remember to bring your little husband."

Gu Lin's face immediately darkened. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Is that all you called to say?"

From the other end came a careless reply. "Oh, I was going to ask whether I could borrow the roses—"

Beep, beep, beep~

Xia Mingxuan stared at the disconnected phone. Damn, heartless.