GBROTAH CH64

Xie Yuanxing gave Shen Bianye a piece of clothing; he still had two clean, washed ones left, smelling warm like the sun.

He clutched the remaining two garments, not daring to imagine what the one he gave away would experience.

Subconsciously, he patted the clothes in his hand with his other hand, as if comforting them not to be afraid.

After patting twice, he incidentally noticed that Shen Bianye’s phone screen in his hand was actually on.

It was just that the phone probably had a privacy screen protector, so when he wasn’t directly facing the screen earlier, he thought it was off.

Xie Yuanxing didn’t have a hobby of prying into others’ privacy. As he straightened the phone and his thumb landed on the power button, his movement suddenly froze. Straightening the phone was just an unconscious, instinctive, habitual action.

But it allowed him to see the interface Shen Bianye’s phone was on.

It was their chat window.

This was nothing, they were all conversations with him, so it wasn’t really prying into Shen Bianye’s privacy for Xie Yuanxing to see it.

If…

If he ignored the incredibly familiar person in the photo on the chat page’s background.

The chat page background was a vertical photo.

The person wearing a black lace eye mask was sound asleep, revealing a delicate jawline, rosy lips, and a black collar around their neck, with a hint of a metal X behind the collar due to their side profile.

Further down, a slightly short sweater exposed a slender, pale waist, which dipped slightly, forming a smooth curve, then further down, messy pants hugged a perky derriere.

He was asleep on the messy bedsheets.

The person in the photo was Xie Yuanxing. His meetings with X were few and far between, but just looking at the photo, Xie Yuanxing knew when this was.

The first time, at the hotel, they hadn’t done anything. This photo wasn’t explicit; perhaps the lace eye mask and the black, ascetic collar added a touch of sensuality to the whole picture, but Xie Yuanxing was indeed fully clothed in it.

Yet Xie Yuanxing still felt his fingertips burning.

His hand, touching the cool phone, felt like it was about to catch fire.

After he fell asleep, X, no, this was Shen Bianye’s phone, Shen Bianye’s WeChat.

Shen Bianye took the photo after he fell asleep and even set it as the chat background for their conversations.

Which meant…

Every time Shen Bianye chatted with him, he saw this photo; he spoke and conversed with him while looking at this photo.

If this were still X’s WeChat account, Xie Yuanxing wouldn’t have been so deeply affected, but it was Shen Bianye’s, and it was a photo from a long time ago.

Xie Yuanxing tightened his grip on the phone, his thoughts uncontrollably wandering.

Besides this one photo, were there others…?

Would Shen Bianye look at them, just as he could always see this photo?

The images of X and Shen Bianye, already increasingly merging, intertwined even further. They both seemed equally obsessed with Xie Yuanxing.

This photo wasn’t some messy, suggestive picture. Xie Yuanxing wasn’t angry that Shen Bianye set it as his chat background; he was just curious if there were others.

Xie Yuanxing resisted the urge to look through Shen Bianye’s photos or mess with his phone without permission, squatting in the corner in a daze, his face flushed.

The black mushroom turned into a red mushroom, more vibrant and alluring.

When Shen Bianye came out to look for him, this is how he saw Xie Yuanxing.

His fair face was tinged with a faint blush, he was squatting in the corner hugging clothes, his chin slightly buried in them, looking small, as if he could be picked up and carried away in one’s arms.

Shen Bianye walked up to him, stopped, both soft-hearted and amused: “What are you doing squatting here?”

Xie Yuanxing looked up at him, his face appearing as small as a palm, his long eyelashes fluttering, conveying an innocent and pitiful look, “Don’t know where to go.”

He was too embarrassed to go back to 603, and even more embarrassed to enter Shen Bianye’s dorm.

Shen Bianye’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He reached out to pull him up, “Baby.”

“What’s there to not know where to go? Just stay inside. Even if Baby watches me play, I won’t feel uncomfortable.”

For a moment, Xie Yuanxing was so speechless he wanted to suffocate Shen Bianye with the clothes. He gritted his teeth, annoyed, “But I’ll be uncomfortable!”

Shen Bianye tutted, “Baby is just too thin-skinned.”

Xie Yuanxing pursed his lips and glanced at him, “Give me some of your thick skin, and mine won’t be thin anymore.”

Tsk, still that sharp-tongued baby.

Xie Yuanxing rarely talked back to X like this. Since Shen Bianye’s identity was revealed, he hadn’t heard these words in a long time.

He missed it.

As Shen Bianye was thinking, something nudged his hand. He looked down and saw his phone.

When he took it, he found Xie Yuanxing’s expression unnatural.

Xie Yuanxing’s gaze darted around, his eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, “I didn’t mean to look at your phone.”

“Sor…”

Shen Bianye merely paused for a second. Before Xie Yuanxing could utter his next word, he said without thinking, “Baby can look at my phone whenever he wants, no need to apologize.”

Now it was Xie Yuanxing’s turn to be stunned.

Shen Bianye, however, sighed and took Xie Yuanxing’s hand, “Baby, you actually have quite a few bad habits too.”

Xie Yuanxing looked up at him, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Shen Bianye’s brows were slightly furrowed, his sharp eyes now softened with a hint of tenderness and composure, “Let’s start by changing this habit of apologizing all the time, okay?”

“With me, you can do anything with confidence.”

No need to apologize, no need to feel guilty, no need to be submissive, no need to humble yourself.

Xie Yuanxing pursed his lips. This wasn’t the first time he’d heard Shen Bianye tell him not to apologize, but those times were mostly forceful or condescending.

It made Xie Yuanxing unsure whether Shen Bianye couldn’t bear to see him bow his head, or if he wanted him to bow his head.

But now, Xie Yuanxing was somewhat certain that Shen Bianye wanted to hold him up, like holding a fragile crystal ball.

There was someone in this world who wanted to protect him.

Xie Yuanxing’s heart felt gently poked by something, not painful, but very soft.

Seeing his silence, Shen Bianye thought he didn’t believe him. He quickly changed his thoughts, trying to explain with other facts as an analogy. His tone was unusually serious and earnest, even carrying a hint of impatience at not being believed:

“I like you, I love you. You don’t need to restrain your temper or personality in front of me. It doesn’t matter if you make a mistake, I’m willing to indulge you. I know Baby doesn’t like to apologize anyway, so you don’t need to hide, you don’t need to apologize.”

“Just like how, because I like you and have desire for you, I never hide it.”

Xie Yuanxing: …

For a moment, all thoughts vanished from his mind. His expression was blank, a bit adorably silly, yet he mumbled words that cut deep: “You should… hide it a little.”

Unconsciously, he followed Shen Bianye back to the dorm.

As he sat on the chair, Xie Yuanxing was still a bit dazed. What was he going to ask about the phone just now?

Shen Bianye pulled a chair over and turned Xie Yuanxing towards him, his eyebrow slightly raised: “Baby, I don’t think having desire for Baby is something to be ashamed of.”

Xie Yuanxing closed his eyes. His dark, moist eyes were covered by thin eyelids. When he opened them again, he looked at Shen Bianye with a complicated expression: “Wait a minute.”

“Let’s not talk about that for now.”

Shen Bianye tutted regretfully; he really wanted to discuss it.

Even though he wanted to, he still prioritized what Xie Yuanxing wanted to say: “What does Baby want to say?”

Xie Yuanxing seemed to get stuck again, pausing before awkwardly speaking: “Your phone was on, on our chat interface.”

“That’s why I saw…” he said softly, “my photo.”

It was clearly Shen Bianye who was caught, but for some reason, Xie Yuanxing was the one acting awkward.

Xie Yuanxing pursed his lips, then looked up and met Shen Bianye’s gaze, “Do you have any others on your phone?”

Shen Bianye fell into an eerie silence, his gaze shifting, uncomfortably clearing his throat a couple of times: “Yes, a little.”

He had just spoken quickly because he didn’t want to hear Xie Yuanxing’s apology, and he hadn’t thought about the phone at all.

Being seen on the chat interface wasn’t… that important, but asking about other things…

Not good.

If he was asked to delete them, how could he refuse?

It seemed there was no way to refuse; these were all Xie Yuanxing’s photos after all. If Xie Yuanxing himself asked him to delete them, not deleting them would be rude.

Was there any reasonable way to refuse?

Shen Bianye’s mind raced through various reasons. When Xie Yuanxing asked what other things he had, he first took out the only video.

After all, this was the only reasonably existing item.

“I have this, Baby.”

Shen Bianye held out his phone for Xie Yuanxing to see. When Xie Yuanxing reached out to take it, he calmly avoided Xie Yuanxing’s hand.

The sound of the video began, with piano music and human voices, but only one person playing the piano appeared in the video. Only the occasional glimpse of a skirt in the corner showed that there was actually another person present in the performance.

Xie Yuanxing looked on in a daze, somewhat surprised, “When did you…”

Shen Bianye cleared his throat, “I didn’t sneak a recording, I just wanted to record it to send to Baby.”

Xie Yuanxing blinked, “I don’t think I received it.”

Shen Bianye coughed twice in succession, trying to remain calm: “Forgot, I’ll send it to Baby now.”

“Wait a moment.”

Xie Yuanxing reached out to slide the progress bar, wanting to quickly finish the video. As his finger slid across the screen, the gallery automatically switched to the next image.

Shen Bianye hadn’t expected him to be so sudden, and he couldn’t stop it in time, witnessing the video switch to a picture with Xie Yuanxing.

Black lace eye mask, black collar, a sleeping person.

It seemed no different from the background picture in the chat box.

That is, if you ignored the extra hand.

A large, distinct hand half-pinched Xie Yuanxing’s small jaw, and a finger resting on Xie Yuanxing’s lips had already sunken in a knuckle.

The dorm fell silent for a moment.

Xie Yuanxing was silent for a moment, “What’s this doing?”

Shen Bianye was uncharacteristically embarrassed by past actions being dug up. He spoke with difficulty, “I wanted to taste it…”

Xie Yuanxing was puzzled, “Taste what?”

When he said this, his eyes were clear, his dark eyes as pure as a docile deer. Shen Bianye’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “Because Baby was asleep, looking very well-behaved, especially well-behaved.”

Shen Bianye’s embarrassment had faded at some point. His gaze was fixed on Xie Yuanxing’s lips; he barely needed to recall and already remembered his state of mind at the time.

“His mouth was pressed into a pouty shape,” he seemed to swallow, “very much like a jelly baby.”

“I just wanted to taste if it was as tender as it looked inside.”

Xie Yuanxing didn’t know what expression to make. Angry? Not really, going to the hotel was his own decision. He could only stiffen his face and say, “So you secretly kissed me?”

Shen Bianye stuck out his scarlet tongue, staring at Xie Yuanxing and licking his lips, his voice strangely sticky: “No, Baby.”

“Baby didn’t agree, I thought that would be impolite.”

He couldn’t help but want to get closer to Xie Yuanxing, his eyes growing more obsessed, “But I was too tempted.”

Xie Yuanxing’s expression was complex: “You just touched it?”

Shen Bianye denied it: “No, Baby.”

The photos were right there; could he still lie through his teeth?

Xie Yuanxing thought this and was about to speak, but then he heard Shen Bianye say in a slightly pleased tone, “It wasn’t just a touch.”

“I put it in a little, and tasted some of Baby’s saliva.”

Taste…

Taste what…?

He didn’t mishear, did he?

For a fleeting moment, Xie Yuanxing doubted his own ears.

His eyes slowly widened, now round and dark, like a startled cat, and the tips of his ears gradually reddened, tinged with a vibrant flush.

Xie Yuanxing opened his mouth; he couldn’t even repeat it.

He covered his eyes with his hand, mortified and helpless: “How can you say something like that without batting an eye…”

Shen Bianye’s hand slipped through the gap in Xie Yuanxing’s fingers, his hot, burning hand covering Xie Yuanxing’s eyes. A kiss followed, landing on his moist lips.

Having stared at them for a long time and finally kissed them, Shen Bianye’s tone was joyful, “Did Baby forget?”

“Just now I said, because I like Baby, I have desire, and I never hide such things.”

Since it had come to this, he simply shoved the phone into Xie Yuanxing’s hand, “Does Baby still want to see? There are some other photos.”

“The chat background on X’s WeChat account, I changed that too.”

Xie Yuanxing immediately grew curious, watching Shen Bianye expertly switch accounts to X’s WeChat, then open it.

Still a vertical photo, still on a bed.

On the single bed in the dorm, Xie Yuanxing’s face was flushed, his clothes disheveled, vaguely revealing a bit of tender flesh around a small nipple.

It was red, vaguely resembling marks left by gripping.

Xie Yuanxing could probably guess that this was from when he was drunk.

But now, he didn’t know whether to ask about the strange red marks on his chest or to be shocked that Shen Bianye had put photos from their meetings as X on Shen Bianye’s WeChat, but photos taken as Shen Bianye on X’s WeChat.

Perhaps the shock on his face was too obvious, as Shen Bianye explained the photo first: “Baby, this is when Baby was drunk, and he held out his little nipple for me to touch.”

“Last time I told Baby, Baby didn’t believe it, I should have shown Baby this photo.”

“But I only touched it once, because.”

Xie Yuanxing mumbled, “It’s impolite?”

“Then why did you… switch the two photos around?”

Shen Bianye coughed uncomfortably, awkward yet strangely frank: “I wanted to switch them around so I wouldn’t be easily jealous.”

Xie Yuanxing looked up blankly, staring at Shen Bianye in disbelief, a voice rising in his heart.

What on earth was he… jealous of?

How could someone be so openly perverted?