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Previously: this has two male leads! Two male leads! Two male leads!
A work of the author's madness, with no logic. If it isn't to your taste, feel free to switch books. Thank you! Please don't flame the author. The author has a fragile heart and really will cry (╥ω╥`).
May everyone strike it rich in the new year!
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"Mmph..."
Ji Hanxing felt as though something had crushed his head. It hurt so badly it might split apart, his whole body burned with an abnormal heat, and his limbs were weak and sore.
Had his wounds gotten infected and given him a fever after he was hit by that car?
Had someone taken him to the hospital? He wondered whether the rich kid who had hit him had fled the scene.
Ji Hanxing struggled to lift his leaden eyelids, but what greeted him wasn't a hospital's white ceiling, nor did he smell the pungent scent of disinfectant.
He stared blankly at the enormous, brilliant crystal chandelier overhead, shimmering with color, its crystals as clear as water droplets.
The chandelier's dim, warm yellow light fell softly across Ji Hanxing's face without hurting his eyes, yet his heart gave a startled leap.
No, where was he?
He abruptly looked around at the understated, luxurious leather sofa, the ornate, richly textured embroidered carpet, and the soft, comfortable bed beneath him...
With his years of experience working odd jobs, Ji Hanxing recognized it at a glance: a top-of-the-line presidential suite in a five-star hotel.
How much did this cost? There was no way he could afford it!
His gaze suddenly fell on the carpet again, where a considerable length of iron chain lay.
Not only had that rich kid failed to take him to the hospital after hitting him, but was he planning to hide his body in this hotel?
Destroy the body and erase the evidence! How ruthless!
Startled, Ji Hanxing sprang off the bed and ran straight to the door.
His head spun again, the heat in his body burned fiercer and fiercer, and fine beads of sweat emerged on his forehead, dampening the hair at his temples. His limbs were weak, too.
Ji Hanxing instinctively braced himself against the doorframe.
He was lucky not to have been killed by that sports car. But the collision had definitely done something to him. A concussion was a certainty, and something was wrong with his limbs, too. He might end up paralyzed.
Even down there, something wasn't right!
Ji Hanxing looked down at the abnormality in some shock.
But he put all that aside for now. He had to get out of here immediately. Ji Hanxing had already imagined a whole series of events involving a rich kid hiding a body in a hotel to evade responsibility and cover everything up.
Bam!
Ji Hanxing had barely dragged his weak legs out the door, enduring the indescribable sensation down there, when he collided with someone.
Unable to stop himself, he pitched forward into that person's arms. His hands instinctively braced against the man's broad, solid chest.
"N-no, sorry, I..."
Ji Hanxing was just about to push himself away.
"Mm... mmph!"
A hand settled on Ji Hanxing's waist. The scorching palm was like a match, igniting the heat throughout his body, and he went completely limp.
If that hand hadn't been clamped tightly around Ji Hanxing's waist, he would have collapsed to the floor already.
That fire finally burned away every trace of clarity in Ji Hanxing's eyes, leaving his gaze hazy and bewildered.
His eyes bloodshot, Yan Jinyue looked coldly at the man before him.
He looked somewhat familiar. He must be some minor celebrity he had met before.
Quite capable. Even he had fallen victim this time.
Yan Jinyue was panting, too, the waves of heat below reminding him that he had been drugged.
A trace of mockery flashed through his eyes. He had intended to push the man in his grasp away.
But then he saw a shimmering sheen of moisture veil the somewhat familiar man's phoenix eyes. His cheeks were flushed, his bright red lips slightly parted as he panted softly, as though extending some silent invitation.
Yan Jinyue's gaze darkened a little. He did have some good looks.
His hand couldn't help stroking that lean, firm waist. It felt surprisingly pleasant, leaving him reluctant to stop.
"Mmph..."
A faint moan sounded. The man in his grasp was already clinging to him impatiently, his hands roaming haphazardly over Yan Jinyue's chest, his long, strong thighs rubbing against Yan Jinyue's legs.
Suddenly, Ji Hanxing wrapped his arms around Yan Jinyue's neck and pulled hard, pressing them tightly together.
Scorching breath brushed Yan Jinyue's neck. Ji Hanxing leaned his head forward a little, pressing his bright red lips against Yan Jinyue's bobbing Adam's apple. He even instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked it.
"H-help me..."
Ji Hanxing felt nothing but chaos in his head. The raging flames around him were going to burn him to death.
Was that rich kid going to set a fire to murder him?
He clung desperately to the lifeline before him, hoping it could get him out.
He couldn't die!
Ji Hanxing clung to Yan Jinyue with his entire body.
Yan Jinyue lowered his eyes slightly, staring intently at Ji Hanxing. He had been given a hefty dose of the drug, too. Only inhuman willpower had allowed him to hold out until now.
But with someone clinging to him like this, desire gradually took over his eyes as well.
Two scorching breaths intertwined, harmonious, blending together...
First, Ji Hanxing was surrounded and burned by fire. Then he felt as though someone had pushed him into the sea, leaving him like a little boat adrift on a turbulent ocean, battered by wind and waves.
The sensation was unfamiliar, yet carried a little indescribable pleasure.
He couldn't help thinking that this rich kid really would stop at nothing to shirk responsibility for hitting him!
Setting fires, pushing people into the sea-he was determined to kill him and destroy the evidence!
No!
He couldn't die! His younger brother and sister were still waiting for him to come home!
Ji Hanxing abruptly opened his eyes. His body felt as though someone had beaten him, sore, weak, and aching.
But Ji Hanxing couldn't spare that any attention. Only one thought filled his head: He wasn't dead! He was still alive!
Yet before joy could well up in his heart, Ji Hanxing discovered to his astonishment that the huge crystal chandelier on the ceiling looked familiar.
This was still the presidential suite he had seen when he opened his eyes yesterday!
Ji Hanxing bolted upright. The covers slid down his body, and goosebumps rose across his exposed skin as he shivered.
He looked down, his eyes wide. He wasn't wearing a stitch! Even his cool, pale skin was covered in hickeys!
That single movement of sitting up had also pulled at the injury below, making Ji Hanxing grimace in pain.
Fuck!
Only then did Ji Hanxing realize what had happened to him. Sensing something, he looked to his side, his gaze landing on the man beside him whose eyes were closed.
The man looked decent enough, but what he'd done was worse than an animal!
Pervert!
Ji Hanxing's eyes filled with terror.
This rich kid who'd hit him was actually such a pervert!
He'd hit someone, fled with the person he'd hit, and then wanted to... rape him before killing him?
But Ji Hanxing couldn't afford to cross someone like this.
Biting his lip and enduring his physical discomfort, Ji Hanxing grabbed the crumpled clothes beside him, threw them on haphazardly, and rushed out the door.
[You sick pervert!]
The man on the bed frowned. Had he just heard someone say, "You sick pervert"?
Yan Jinyue slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his throbbing temples as his thoughts returned.
There was no one beside him. He reached over and felt the spot. Some warmth remained; the man hadn't been gone long.
He gazed deeply at the half-open door, his thoughts unknown.
Meanwhile, Ji Hanxing was tiptoeing along, searching for the elevator.
In these luxurious surroundings, everyone coming and going was either rich or powerful, leaving him feeling somewhat ill at ease.
"President Ji, there you are!"
A man in gold-rimmed glasses darted in front of Ji Hanxing, looking at him with delighted surprise. Ji Hanxing froze.
P-President Ji?
Who?