Jiang Ye × Fang Yu (1)

The day the dating show ended, Fang Yu got completely drunk.

He rarely drank himself into such an unseemly state, but everyone seemed so happy that night. Even the faint melancholy of parting was washed away by the exuberant atmosphere.

In the end, Jiang Ye supported him back to his own home. Aside from feeling dizzy, Fang Yu's mind was still clear.

"Yu-ge." Jiang Ye's hot, damp breath brushed against his cheek. Fang Yu felt Jiang Ye's burning fingertips graze his face. "You drank so much. You'll have a headache tomorrow."

Fang Yu opened his hazy, drunken eyes and looked at him.

Nineteen years old.

An age when he couldn't hide anything.

Jiang Ye was bewitched by the sight of Fang Yu. He stared blankly at him beneath the lights for several seconds, then lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips against Fang Yu's.

Fang Yu curled his lips and chuckled.

Jiang Ye quickly lifted his head, his face flushing red. He pursed his lips, bent down to hold Fang Yu tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Yu-ge, don't laugh at me."

Fang Yu held him and let out a long sigh.

What lay between him and Jiang Ye was far more than just those ten years.

Jiang Ye was exceptionally skilled at taking care of people, as though he were unusually practiced at tending to someone.

He carefully removed Fang Yu's clothes, fetched water to wipe down his body, then rummaged through his own wardrobe for a set of pajamas that looked especially comfortable.

Though he was a little shorter than Fang Yu, his frame was not small. Fang Yu fit into his pajamas fairly well, except he was currently rather restless. The gray cotton top had been tugged up, revealing a slim stretch of waist.

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