Can We Date?

Lu Jiatang didn't have any masochistic tendencies. He lacked a sense of security, so he kept seeking confirmation again and again.

Recently, he had been allowed into this villa and given a guest room to sleep in. Fang Jin was polite to him too, but none of that was what Lu Jiatang wanted. Sometimes, merely placing a hand on Fang Jin's shoulder would make the other man subtly uncomfortable.

He wanted to be with Fang Jin and erase every barrier between them.

Before...

When they were young, many feelings had been swept away by a rush of hotheadedness before they could even taste what they were. Lu Jiatang had been upright and restrained, while Fang Jin had been wild and extreme. They had both viciously stepped on each other's high-voltage lines. They hadn't been suited for each other in the first place. If this person hadn't been Fang Jin, Lu Jiatang would not have persisted until now.

Fang Jin had let go of the past, reined in his thorns, and started living anew. Lu Jiatang, meanwhile, followed his heart and clung to him, asking for a marriage that belonged to the two of them. Someone had to take the initiative. It had been Fang Jin before; now it was him. That was only fitting.

In the kitchen, Fang Jin stared at his reddened palm, his thoughts running wild. One second, he was thinking that force really was mutual—it hurt quite a bit. The next second, he was wondering who had ever hit Lu Jiatang like that. Only him. I'm really impressive. Fang Jin's breathing quickened slightly before Si You patted him on the shoulder.

"Need any help?"

Fang Jin pointed at a cupboard. "The flower tea is all in there."

Si You responded, then said softly as he made tea,