Facing Ji Ting's clear, sincere gaze, Ji Yanzhi drew a deep breath from his lungs. "Because... because I don't understand."
The answer took Ji Ting completely by surprise. He visibly froze. "...Don't understand?"
"That's right." The corners of Ji Yanzhi's eyes drooped, instantly giving him an aggrieved look. "You're my first love, and every intimate thing I've done, I've figured out with you. The sex education classes at school only covered things between men and women."
"No one ever taught me how two men were supposed to come together. So..." His voice sank lower, taking on a pitiful note. "I always thought the things we'd done before... were the final step."
Although Ji Ting was deeply surprised by this explanation, his brow gradually relaxed. I did overlook the limitations of sex education. This kind of misconception is reasonable when information is scarce.
Catching Ji Ting's thoughts, Ji Yanzhi edged closer without betraying a thing, his voice carrying a coaxing lure. "Ji Ear, if you understand all of it... why don't you teach me?"
Ji Ting lowered his eyes and considered it for a moment. When he looked up again, his gaze had turned resolute. "All right. I'll teach you."
The little spark in Ji Yanzhi's heart called "sensual lessons" had only just caught fire when Ji Ting rose briskly and headed straight out the door.
"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"
"Wait for me. I'll be right back."
When Ji Ting returned, he was carrying several hardcover books as thick as bricks.
Ji Yanzhi stared blankly as he sat down beside the bed, then lowered his gaze. "What... are these?"
Ji Ting picked up the enormous dark blue volume on top and introduced it. "This is the collected edition of *Perspectives on Gay Male Roles and