Xiao Ci, You Don't Want to Be (05)

Upon hearing this word, Fu Qingxiao subconsciously lowered his head.

The voice inside my body laughed mockingly.

I've been scammed.

His body isn't like an animal, aroused by just seeing a photograph.

But he knew that the reason he was so easily fooled was that he also realized he wasn't as detached from worldly desires as he usually was.

He felt a surge of emotion. And the other person inside his body could quickly sense this unusual fluctuation.

--Unsteady breathing, a few extra seconds of staring, and a rapid rise in skin temperature.

Fu Qingxiao frowned.

He is twenty-eight years old this year, still young, but his overly calm personality makes him look particularly reserved and ascetic.

However, this is only the surface.

Fu Qingxiao has a dual personality.

The long-term, heavy elite education often left him breathless as the heir, yet he always maintained the appearance of being loved by his parents. Thus, his second personality was born. This second personality was wicked and mischievous, but it relieved Fu Qingxiao of a lot of pressure.

He didn't acknowledge that it was him, yet he knew clearly that it was his other side.

Domineering, savage, full of evil intentions, and loyal to his own desires.

Whenever his emotions fluctuate, the alternate personality always talks to him inside his body, mocking his hypocritical behavior, and takes over his body late at night.

Fu Qingxiao could tolerate things like speeding and drinking, as they didn't cross his bottom line, so he didn't have a strong desire to suppress his alternate personality.

But now...

Fu Qingxiao picked up the photo and stared at the handsome and bright young man.

He had seen it at the Fu Family's banquet. At that time, the boy was stopped by a drunken troublemaker. Since it was the Fu Family's home turf, he would naturally intervene.

[This kind of thing can be left to security; why did you have to go yourself?]

Fu Qingxiao frowned: [What's it to you?]

The voice didn't let him off the hook: [Hypocritical.]

I really don't want to admit that we're one.

Once the other person quieted down, Fu Qingxiao ignored him and prepared to continue working.

Fu Yang then called.

"Hey, did I leave my photos with you? I just looked through them in the car, and one of them with the sky above me is missing."

"The one with the blue shirt."

The stack of photos wasn't thin, but Fu Yang remembered every single one clearly.

[It's hard to pry open the corner of the wall.]

The voice came again.

Let me help you.

Fu Qingxiao paused, then snapped, "[Don't be ridiculous!]"

However, his vision went black soon after, and he had a splitting headache.

Just two seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, Fu Qingxiao's expression was completely different.

His dark eyes casually lifted, his meticulously styled hair was disheveled, and the tie around his neck was loosened.

The alternate personality named himself Fu Qingxiao.

He disliked the water element in the name "Fu Qingxiao".

Just like Fu Qingxiao, he's indecisive, hypocritical, dull, and pretentious.

Fu Qingxiao's emotions had not been affected for a long time, so naturally Fu Qingxiao had not been able to take over his body for a long time either.

This opportunity was hard-won.

He leaned back in his chair, rested his chin on his hand, and tapped the photograph twice with his finger.

His aura had loosened, but the oppressive feeling remained undiminished; the half-smile on his lips added a touch of sinister charm to his face.

"Hey, did you hear me? Is it on your desk?"

On the other end of the phone, Fu Yang's voice rose and became noticeably more urgent.

Fu Qingxiao mimicked Fu Qingxiao's tone. "Didn't see it."

"Where could it have gone? It might have gotten lost on the way, right?" Fu Yang trusted Fu Qingxiao completely and had no suspicions. "Then help me look for it in the room and in the company elevator! Let me know if you find it!"

Fu Qingxiao gave a curt "hmm" and hung up the phone.

After a moment, he picked up the photo and ran his fingers over the boy's face.

*

During this period, Xue Ci and Jiang Shu hadn't seen each other much, only exchanging a few words on WeChat occasionally. He had assumed that the other party had already treated him as an ordinary friend.

As a result, Jiang Shu's friend suddenly came to see him, saying that Jiang Shu had been feeling very down lately.

"The guy who's pursuing you now seems to have had someone threaten Jiang Shu." The friend thought the breakup was normal, and wasn't actually there to defend Jiang Shu Xue Ci.

He just sensed that this suitor was being aggressive and didn't seem like a good person, so he needed to let Xue Ci know about it.

Xue Ci knew that Fu Yang would send people to secretly follow him. It was normal for a sugar daddy to want to know the whereabouts of his canary, so he didn't pay any attention to those people.

But threatening Jiang Shu would be wrong.

He immediately called Fu Yang and told him to stop contacting Jiang Shu.

Fu Yang, consumed by jealousy, asked, "Why are you so concerned about him?"

Xue Ci patiently, "It has nothing to do with whether it's Jiang Shu or not. I just think it's wrong of you to threaten people like that."

"Who threatened him?" Fu Yang scoffed. "Is that what he complained to you about?"

Fu Yang was very possessive, and Xue Ci could sense it to some extent.

Continuing to argue like this will only be detrimental to Jiang Shu.

Xue Ci made up an excuse and hung up the phone.

The dial tone on the receiver made Fu Yang extremely irritated.

"... He's so small, but he has quite a temper."

After he finished complaining, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch upwards.

What's going on?

Why did he feel so good about Song Xueci's outburst of anger?

Fu Yang was both annoyed and pleased, his mood in an extremely complex and contradictory state. He called Song Xueci again, but she didn't answer.

He had no choice but to go to the school to look for it.

When they arrived at the dormitory building, they called out to several students and finally managed to get Song Xueci, this troublemaker, to come down.

"You're arguing with me over an ex-boyfriend you've never even kissed?"

As soon as Fu Yang saw the man, he grabbed his wrist aggressively and pushed him into a corner, almost blocking out the light from the streetlights and the moonlight.

A shadow fell.

Xue Ci was surprised that Fu Yang would come looking for him so late.

He even had someone call him downstairs.

If this continues, the whole building will know he's being kept by someone!

Xue Ci didn't even have time to change her shoes before going downstairs in her fluffy slippers.

"Don't... stay so close." Xue Ci felt a slight pain in her wrist and whispered, "And don't yell at me."

Fu Yang: "I..."

He was just a little impatient, he wasn't being aggressive.

When he gets angry, it's not just like this.

Staring at Song Xueci's sweet and pretty face, Fu Yang's arrogance gradually subsided for some reason.

His tone was noticeably softer and calmer than before. "I didn't threaten him, and I didn't ask anyone else to do it. I spoke to him personally."

Xue Ci: "?"

His tone sounded... a little arrogant.

"I just told him that you two had broken up, and that he should stop bothering you and being a mistress."

Fu Yang concealed part of the truth.

For example, "You know how much Xue Ci likes me now, don't overestimate yourself."

He was really embarrassed to say such things in front of Song Xueci.

He coughed lightly, then answered Xue Ci's question from before, "I wasn't mean to you. But why can't I be close to you?"

After saying that, he leaned closer to Xue Ci, their clothes rubbing together so that they could feel each other's body heat.

Fu Yang's eyelids twitched slightly, his heart pounded in his chest, and he felt as if he were about to float away.

It was a very novel experience.

It only happens when you see Song Xueci.

Swallowing hard, Fu Yang met Xue Ci's slightly stunned expression and pressed his advantage. "We've already kissed, can't I still stick close to you?"

The man's breathing was erratic, as if he were struggling to catch his breath, fine and rapid.

Xue Ci quickly became oxygen-deprived.

He couldn't push him away, and when he placed his hand on Fu Yang's chest, he could feel the man's heartbeat.

One at a time.

The shock made his palms go numb.

It's a very strange feeling.

Xue Ci instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but it was held tightly.

The next second, he heard Fu Yang's voice, low and husky, whisper in his ear, "Did you wear perfume?"

Wh-what?

Xue Ci was ticklish, and the hot breath turned his earlobes pink.

His shoulders trembled slightly, his eyelashes fluttering. "No..."

However, Fu Yang wouldn't listen at all. "To see me, you not only wore perfume, but you didn't even change your shoes."

"...?" Xue Ci lowered her head, stared at her slippers, opened her mouth, but finally gave up on explaining.

Noticing Fu Yang pinching the soft flesh of his thumb and forefinger, Xue Ci had a bad feeling.

Many men like to pinch him there.

What followed was invariably being kissed on the lips... Xue Ci nervously licked her dry lips. "Fu Yang, I... I want to go back to the dorm."

Fu Yang hummed in agreement, but did not let go of him.

His gaze quickly fell on Xue Ci's lips, which were glistening and upturned from being licked, as if enticing him to suckle.

Increase the pressure with your fingers.

The soft flesh was played with and became red.

Xue Ci suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. Soon, Fu Yang nuzzled against his neck, his voice low, husky, and sticky. "I drove a long way to find you."

I haven't even had a drink of water, my mouth is so thirsty.

I really want to drink water.

This can no longer be considered a hint.

Even the slow-witted Xue Ci understood the meaning behind Fu Yang's words. He was squeezed in a corner, breathing with his lips parted, a faint fragrance spreading in the air.

He pursed his lips and furrowed his handsome brows, clearly deep in thought.

Finally, it seemed they had given up the struggle.

In a weak, trembling voice. "Go... go to your car..."

Xue Ci deeply regretted it.

He originally didn't want anyone to see him, but it turned out that Fu Yang was more restrained in public than in private.

As soon as they got in the car and drove to a quiet corner, Fu Yang, like a wild dog that had never eaten meat, pressed him down on the seat and kissed him.

The lips rub back and forth.

Breathing entangled.

The mouth was being chiseled very loudly, with loud sucking and swallowing sounds.

My tongue was forcefully pulled out, and I ate it for a long time.

Xue Ci out a very soft whimper, and the saliva she couldn't swallow dripped down her lips, making her face look pitiful with its wetness.

Humid and hot.

It devoured all reason.

Fu Yang felt as if every nerve in his body was magnified, the pleasure spreading from his limbs to the top of his head. Before this, he hadn't expected—

Dating Song Xueci is so much fun!

I kissed him until the dormitory door was almost closed.

A "pop" sound came from inside the car.

Xue Ci's dazed expression finally cleared a little, but like a kitten, she stuck her tongue out and forgot to retract it.

Even the edges of her lips were swollen from being bitten.

It's like being kissed until you're sick.

As soon as Xue Ci of the car, she ran into the dormitory building as if some raging monster was behind her.

Only after returning to the dormitory and locking the door did he slump into a chair.

My legs are still weak.

Fortunately, his roommates were all playing games, and no one noticed him.

Xue Ci had no idea that from the moment he entered the dormitory, everyone had noticed something, their gazes occasionally drifting over his face and his swollen lips.

It's obvious they've been severely bullied.

Xue Ci rested her wet face on her arm and sniffed.

The phone next to me vibrated twice.

Don't forget to drink water.

[I just sucked up a lot of your saliva.]

Xue Ci's cheeks were burning hot.

However, news about Fu Yang kept coming in.

[You don't seem to know how to breathe properly.]

[Needs more practice.]

I admit I went a bit too far this time. Are you crying?

[Then I'll eat somewhere else next time? What do you think?]

[If you don't reply, I'll take that as a yes.]

*

Xue Ci didn't sleep well all night.

On the one hand, he felt uncomfortable being kissed on the lips; on the other hand, he was afraid that he would soon have to fulfill his duties as a canary.

He had no classes the next morning, and he didn't get up until noon.

Like a wilted little flower.

His roommates didn't dare ask anything; they just bought him lunch and a cake and told him to rest well in the dorm.

Xue Ci was just wondering what excuse to use to avoid her date that evening when Fu Yang called.

Unexpectedly, the other party had to go on a business trip for a week.

Xue Ci's eyes lit up, but she suppressed her surprise and pretended to be reluctant to part. "Then you must come back soon."

Fu Yang on the other end wished he could pack Xue Ci into a suitcase and take her away. He told Xue Ci not to miss him too much, but he kept sending her messages.

Xue Ci mechanically checked in: [What am I doing?]

The next second, Fu Yang posted a photo of himself shirtless.

[Just finished showering.]

11 screamed and tried to cover the filth with mosaics, but it was too late.

Fortunately, the host didn't care and even listened to advice and deleted it.

During his business trip, Fu Yang acted like a peacock displaying its plumage, reporting to Xue Ci wherever he went and whatever he did.

With too many messages, Xue Ci sat obediently in her chair and read them slowly when suddenly a call from "Song Tanhai" appeared on the screen.

The other party hasn't contacted him for a long time.

This is probably not a good thing.

Xue Ci hesitated before answering the phone.

Sure enough, with less pressure from debt collectors, Song Tanhai couldn't resist gambling again.

He squandered all the money he had, and the casino staff held him hostage, forcing him to call his family and threaten to chop off his fingers if he didn't pay them back.

The background noise was chaotic and disorganized, Xue Ci's lips turned white and white again.

He replied obediently, "Understood..."

The other end was urging him to bring money to ransom the person before 10 p. m.

This was indeed part of the original storyline. But when faced with this situation in person, Xue Ci couldn't help but hesitate.

But 11 said this was a crucial plot point, and if they didn't go, the rest of the story would stall.

Xue Ci subconsciously thought of Fu Yang.

He picked up his phone, hesitated for a few seconds, and then called the man.

The call was connected very quickly.

"Fu Yang," Xue Ci's voice was helpless and dependent, "Can you help me?"

*

At 2 PM, Xue Ci met Fu Yang downstairs at the dormitory building.

The man rushed over as soon as he got off the plane, his brows showing signs of travel fatigue.

"I'll handle this. You stay at school and don't go out."

Xue Ci in, "I want to go too!"

Fu Yang patiently tried to persuade her a few times, but Xue Ci was much more stubborn than he had imagined.

He tightened his lips, but finally let go.

After receiving the call, Fu Yang had already had the cash ready. The two got into the car and drove for half an hour on the main road before turning into a secluded alley.

The place was filthy and dilapidated.

The casino was hidden behind a curtain; it appeared to be a small tobacco and alcohol shop.

The smell was pungent, and within five minutes, someone was thrown out covered in blood.

Xue Ci's face instantly drained of color.

He was like a little bird that had been pampered and raised in the palm of someone's hand, whose wings were not yet fully grown, and he was not suited to come to this filthy place.

Her lips were bitten hard, Xue Ci nervously pinched her palms uncontrollably.

But then he heard Fu Yang suddenly call out to him, "Song Xueci."

Xue Ci looked up.

He met Fu Yang's eyes.

If you're scared, hold my hand.

*

Perhaps Xue Ci had prepared herself mentally, or perhaps it was because Fu Yang was there, but the casino wasn't as bloody as Xue Ci had imagined.

Fu Yang had put a baseball cap on his head, covering his small face so that only his snow-white chin was visible.

Even so, it still attracted a lot of attention.

Unfortunately, the people around him are people he can't afford to offend.

From the moment Fu Yang entered, he was held tightly in someone's arms, and every glance he gave exuded a chilling aura.

This is a very protective beast of its food.

After passing through the corridor, they quickly arrived at the private room. The casino staff probably knew Fu Yang's status and position, and released him immediately after receiving the money.

Xue Ci heard the sound of the mission's success and breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Tanhai was terrified. His clothes were all wrinkled, he looked listless, and his cheeks were sunken.

He gave Fu Yang a fawning smile, then walked towards Xue Ci, only to be taken away by Fu Yang's assistant.

"Are you relieved now?" Fu Yang pressed Xue Ci's shoulder and turned her around. "Let's go."

Song Tanhai didn't have a chance to speak to Xue Ci the entire time.

Back in the car, Fu Yang took a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "If you want, I can make sure he never appears in front of you again."

Fu Yang didn't want Xue Ci Xue Ci to be dragged down, but he couldn't make the decision for her.

So when Xue Ci vaguely said "thank you," he didn't mention again, "I'll take you back to school first."

Xue Ci thought of something and asked, "Are you going to work in another city?"

Fu Yang: "Weren't you called back by your little darling?"

Xue Ci's cheeks flushed, and she felt guilty. "Let me take you to the airport," she said.

Fu Yang felt a surge of satisfaction.

Without saying anything more, he held Xue Ci's hand tightly.

Fu Yang's flight was in a rush, and there wasn't much time left when he arrived at the airport.

Seeing that Xue Ci listless, he reached out and pinched her cheek. "I've been rushing around and I'm not tired at all, how come you look more tired than me?"

Xue Ci looked at him and murmured, "Aren't you tired? I think you look a little tired."

Fu Yang's eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night. Just as he was about to put on a brave face, he felt a tightness in his arms.

The man froze, stunned.

Xue Ci hugged him.

A very light and soft hug.

But it was the time his heart had been pounding the hardest.

As the flight announcement sounded, Xue Ci released Fu Yang and pulled a few hard fruit candies from her pocket. "These are all I have."

I'll write you an IOU.

"I'll treat you to cotton candy when you come back."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Ci felt a light kiss on her cheek.

Divide at the first touch.

Song Xueci.

Fu Yang's voice, tinged with obvious amusement, rang out slowly and forcefully in his ear, each word distinct and deliberate.

Are you afraid I don't miss you enough?

Author's Note:

I cried after falling in love with someone.

And it wasn't mentioned!!! Damn it, let the bullets stay in for a while longer.