GDRG CH33

Halfway through, Shi Xueqing stopped continuing.

He looked at Xing Jun, his eyes misty with desire, cheeks flushed scarlet, but he was still looking.

Still asking.

Xing Jun was left hanging, wanting to just grab Shi Xueqing’s waist and do it himself. But that look in Shi Xueqing’s eyes at that moment made his self-centered heart suddenly move.

He seemed to see a hint of hope in Shi Xueqing’s eyes.

And cautiousness.

It’s just that those emotions were very faint and sparse, already obscured by mixed lust, like scenery through an unclean windowpane. At that moment, Xing Jun thought about what he had said.

No matter how expensive the tuition was, it was only over a hundred thousand dollars a year. Why would Shi Xueqing think that this little money could be fake?

Thinking of this, Xing Jun’s heart stabilized again. Of course, he would give Shi Xueqing this money; that heart-trembling feeling just now could disappear. The heat of his body returned, and he jokingly grabbed Shi Xueqing’s waist, saying: “However long you keep me company, I’ll pay for that long.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

Shi Xueqing stared at him for a while, suddenly buried his head, and continued. Xing Jun watched Shi Xueqing slowly come down, thighs pressing tightly against his abdominal muscles.

He seemed to hear Shi Xueqing silent for a moment, then cry out.

Shi Xueqing’s shoulders were shaking. Just like that thrust just now, making his vision go black, as if seeing the darkness visible only at the deepest depths.

Fortunately, Xing Jun knew how to make him bump up and down. Xing Jun grabbed Shi Xueqing’s waist, and that stiff waist gradually softened completely. Shi Xueqing lay on his chest breathing heavily, the breath exhaled carrying heat, sounds coming from his throat one after another.

Those eyes were completely out of focus, seeming to see a patch of white at one moment, and a patch of stars at another.

Suddenly, Shi Xueqing cried out again, soft and seductive, collapsing completely onto Xing Jun. His soft hair rubbed against Xing Jun’s shoulder, the scent of hair and sweat merging into one; all other scents were locked by Shi Xueqing’s body.

Xing Jun waited for him to recover for a while, then continued. The evening breeze of Hawaii blew into the window, the humid and hot sea breeze brushing over the two people’s intertwined legs, and the fair back of the other person who could no longer sit up.

“Still said you wanted to do it yourself, in the end, didn’t you rely on my waist muscles?” Xing Jun shook Shi Xueqing while biting his ear, “Is it feeling deadly good now?”

Shi Xueqing wanted to touch his own stomach, but his wrist was grabbed by Xing Jun. Xing Jun not only grabbed his left hand, but also his right hand with another hand.

Two pairs of hands intertwined fingers. Shi Xueqing completely lost most of his support. Light clusters exploded before his eyes again, and finally, with a trembling voice, he said as if choking with sobs: “Mn…”

Xing Jun didn’t tease him anymore this time, like cracking some dirty jokes.

“That’s good.”

He said.

In the sea breeze, it seemed like the gentleness of genuinely expecting the other person to be comfortable.

Shi Xueqing had to catch a plane tomorrow. Although not satisfied, Xing Jun only did it once. He held Shi Xueqing and kissed Shi Xueqing’s forehead.

Thinking that the next meeting would be a few days later.

“Sleep early.” He felt as if Shi Xueqing was thinking about something, so he deliberately said a sentence.

Shi Xueqing nodded obediently and closed his eyes in Xing Jun’s arms. But he was still thinking intermittently in his heart, it is the summer vacation of freshman year now.

There are still three years until he graduates.

Three years, six semesters. When he graduates from college, his sister should also be 16 years old—he always has to find a way to bring his sister here to study, so as to stay away from their stepfather.

Two years after he graduates from college, his sister will just start college. The cost of US undergraduate studies is quite high.

Wonder if he can save enough.

Shi Xueqing fell asleep in a daze. He dreamed that he was holding a calculator and a notebook, calculating his tuition and living expenses for three years, and his sister’s tuition and living expenses for four years—besides, he added a large sum, allowing him to buy luxury goods every year, eat fine dining, live in a luxury apartment, a fee for a decent and high-class “quality of life”.

Putting money in the bank, the annual interest is… inflation is… Shi Xueqing scratched his head in the dream, unable to calculate clearly. He thought his annual after-tax income after graduation should be at least two hundred thousand dollars… no, maybe three hundred thousand dollars.

Calculating back and forth, Shi Xueqing was submerged by countless numbers. Finally, Descartes, Lagrange, and Leibniz appeared solemnly in his dream, looking solemnly at his calculation paper.

Descartes said: “Three million dollars!”

Lagrange said: “I think two million dollars is enough.”

Leibniz announced: “Five million dollars!”

The four words “five million dollars” were deafening. Shi Xueqing was startled awake. Before being startled awake, he thought, Leibniz was right, Leibniz is the greatest mathematician.

Making money, of course, the more the better.

Opening his eyes, Shi Xueqing couldn’t see Leibniz and five million dollars. He only saw the dim interior, and a dark shadow packing things.

Oh.

Shi Xueqing remembered he was still in Hawaii. He should still be lying on the rich guy’s bed now.

He touched his stomach; his lower abdomen had returned to its usual depression. His body was fresh and clean, probably having been carried to wash.

Just as he was pondering how to say good morning in a romantic way, Xing Jun spoke first.

“Awake?”

Shi Xueqing nodded, then thought the rich guy probably couldn’t see. He was just about to say a voice message when he heard Xing Jun say again: “By the way, give me a bank account number, send it via WeChat.”

“Huh?”

“Zelle transfer has a limit, I’ll wire transfer to you.”

“Give me… what?”

The lights in the room were finally turned on. Xing Jun stood by the switch, arms crossed, looking at him.

“Your tuition.”

Shi Xueqing scrambled up. He grabbed the phone by the bed, feeling the phone was hot.

Just as he opened WeChat.

Shi Xueqing: …

What happened, he didn’t add Xing Jun on WeChat.

Xing Jun sent him a friend request four days ago. At that time, Shi Xueqing hadn’t received the Hermès yet and ignored this message.

The friend request expired. Shi Xueqing lowered his head and secretly sent a new request to Xing Jun, looking up to glimpse Xing Jun also picking up his phone, looking at him with a faint smile.

…Xing Jun couldn’t be doing it on purpose, right? Why is this rich guy so vengeful?

If it were him, if he had so much money, he would definitely live magnanimously every day, giving tips starting from 30%… no, better 15%.

But if the waiter would think he was generous and a high-class person of high society because of this, Shi Xueqing was still willing to pay 30%, or even more.

The friend request was accepted instantly. Shi Xueqing sent his bank account over. While nervously expecting, he found another five thousand dollars in his account.

?

“For you to upgrade your flight. Don’t use my points next time, troublesome.” Xing Jun lifted his chin, “Hurry up and operate. No good seats left if late.”

Sugar daddy’s request, Shi Xueqing quickly followed suit. His fingers were upgrading the cabin, but his eyes were glancing at Xing Jun, wanting to know if Xing Jun wired the tuition to him.

Xing Jun operated for a while and put down the screen. Shi Xueqing thought that wire transfer takes one to three working days to arrive, and for a moment, he had never hated the inefficiency of capitalist countries so much.

How good it is in China; he could see in real-time how much money Xing Jun sent him. In the US, still have to wait three days.

Xing Jun’s eyes looked over. Shi Xueqing quickly turned his head nonchalantly.

After a while, Xing Jun walked over.

A broad palm lifted his chin.

“Peeking at me?”

He whispered, fingers rubbing Shi Xueqing’s chin.

Shi Xueqing gave a seemingly shy “mn”. Xing Jun grabbed his chin and started kissing him again.

Every time the two deep kissed. This time, probably because he was leaving, it was particularly intense. Shi Xueqing almost suffocated; he only caught his breath when the two separated.

Looking down, he saw a silver thread pulled out between their lips, saliva shining in the dark room.

“When in Los Angeles, I’ll let you look enough.” He heard Xing Jun say.

Shi Xueqing rolled his eyes in his heart, it’s letting Xing Jun do enough, right.

He supported his waist to get up, found his luxury goods were not in the room, and panicked for a moment.

“I took them to your room.”

?

“Otherwise? So heavy, wait for you to wake up and carry them over yourself?”

Xing Jun asked back. He looked at Shi Xueqing who had just woken up and was still a bit confused, and smiled comfortably.

He knew early on Shi Xueqing would have this reaction, just like just now, he clearly knew Shi Xueqing peeked at him wanting to know if he transferred the money.

Shi Xueqing was full of money in his head.

Shallow. He snorted in his heart, not planning to tell Shi Xueqing how much money he transferred.

Anyway, more than the fifty thousand Shi Xueqing told him.

Shi Xueqing was still the most obedient when sleeping in bed.

Xing Jun’s flight destination was different, two hours earlier than others. Xing Jun finished packing, pushing the suitcase intending to leave. He walked to the door, but saw Shi Xueqing trying hard to walk elegantly towards him.

And from behind, hugged him.

“Brother Xing, safe travels.” Shi Xueqing said gently, “I will miss you.”

“Miss what?” Xing Jun said deliberately.

Definitely miss his money.

Shi Xueqing was literary: “Miss the most beautiful and peaceful time that can be possessed on this ruthless land.”*

Quite service-minded. Xing Jun was hooked by his pretentious little look and wanted to do him again.

Finally, Xing Jun only grabbed his chin and kissed him.

“Leaving. Check out my room later.”

Pausing, Xing Jun said again.

“Send me a message when you get home.”

Xing Jun left without looking back, leaving only Shi Xueqing alone in the room. He looked at Xing Jun’s back, his eyes seeming melancholy.

Until Xing Jun’s figure completely disappeared, Shi Xueqing immediately dropped the melancholy on his face. He first ran back to his own room, confirming all the luxury goods Xing Jun bought for him were there. Then, he didn’t go to the front desk to return the room card, but put on a high-necked shirt again, ran back to Xing Jun’s room, and took a series of selfies in the $1500-a-night suite.

Living room, windowsill, sea view outside the window. Shi Xueqing looked at these photos happily, thinking it was a pity that Xing Wei and the others were there, so he couldn’t use these photos to post on Instagram.

But keeping evidence of himself in an expensive suite was also very satisfying. When Apple Photos generates memories, this fifteen-hundred-dollar room would also become part of his Hawaii trip.

Not in vain for taking a few days of screwing here.

The gathering time was approaching when Shi Xueqing returned Xing Jun’s card to the front desk. He returned to his room and began trying hard to stuff luggage into the suitcase. Unlike when coming, the 29-inch suitcase was stuffed bulging, about to explode.

His waist was also about to explode. About to gather, Shi Xueqing collapsed on the bed, clutching his waist and humming.

When getting to Los Angeles, he won’t be dying and living again, right.

The more Shi Xueqing thought, the more he felt things were bad. Now in Hawaii, with other classmates present, Xing Jun behaved somewhat restrained. When getting to Los Angeles, who knows what Xing Jun would become.

Shi Xueqing rarely had foresight, but began to worry about the imminent future. He was thinking about this when going to the airport with others, unconsciously carrying a few points of sorrow in his eyes.

He came spirited, left listless, face pale.

But lips very rosy, temperament also changed a bit.

Suitcase became very bulging, with many more things inside.

“Xiao Shi, what did you buy?” Lu Yimeng asked curiously when checking in luggage.

“Bought a few throw pillows.” Shi Xueqing pretended to be calm, afraid of being seen through.

Hid the kiss mark left by Xing Jun further into the sleeve.

Xing Wei wanted to upgrade the cabin for the two as usual, but surprisingly found Shi Xueqing had already upgraded himself. She didn’t care much about this, thinking Shi Xueqing spent his own money. Since luggage was checked in, she waved her hand, gathering everyone to the first-class lounge.

She walked in front, Shi Xueqing followed behind. Jason originally wanted to follow, turned around and found Tao Shu still standing in place not moving.

From afar, looking at them seemingly with fear and trepidation.

“What’s wrong?” Jason asked.

“…Nothing.” Tao Shu shook her head.

She kept glancing at Shi Xueqing in the lounge. Shi Xueqing looked listless, didn’t even take out his philosophy book to read. Finally, while drinking coffee, she saw Shi Xueqing pull his collar.

A kiss mark flashed past, right under the collar.

She shook all over. Now Xing Wei also found something wrong with her.

“Xiao Tao, what’s wrong?”

“…”

Tao Shu only said she didn’t sleep well, quickly changing the topic.

She didn’t tell Xing Wei this conjecture. How to say it? Can’t say I feel Shi Xueqing, who chased you and was treated as a gold digger by your brother, is screwing your brother.

How offensive that would be.

Nine hours later, the plane landed. The Hawaii trip ended successfully. Shi Xueqing got off the Uber; Uber carried several other classmates, driving towards their apartments.

He pushed his suitcase. The small town’s sunshine was brilliant, the apartment elevator wasn’t broken, he took the elevator upstairs, everything thriving.

Finally, he returned to his studio.

Everything on the floor was still messy, keeping the appearance of when he left. He forgot to close the window when leaving; a thin layer of dust accumulated on the table by the window. The water cup on the bar counter still had unfinished water.

When sunlight shone on the wooden floor, passing through the lattice of the blinds, it was the same.

But Shi Xueqing knew, from now on, everything had become different!

Eyelids about to close, Shi Xueqing still took things out of the box one by one, starting to inventory his harvest.

One Glacier White Hermès, plus several Hermès allocations.

More than ten black leather cute cats (rodeo charms?), each could sell for over a hundred dollars.

Armani, Chrome Hearts, Cartier, Dior necklaces, one each, all real, different from the fakes he bought from China.

And the most important thing.

Twenty-eight thousand dollars in the account.

The small town’s twilight was hazy, everything carrying the humid breath of the sunset. Shi Xueqing’s fingers gently rubbed those five digits.

Inner heart for the first time, incomparably peaceful.

He thought he would take out those luxury goods to photograph one by one—with black velvet background, making them appear more beautiful and dazzling. Shi Xueqing had always been energetic in showing off luxury goods. Moreover, he hadn’t posted the summary Moments of playing in Hawaii yet; he hadn’t been able to post those photos of skydiving, Michelin, beach, first class to make people envious.

But in the end, the suitcase was thrown aside, luxury goods scattered on the floor. Shi Xueqing himself lay messily on the bed.

He has already earned a lot of money. He thought.

Now, he deserves a rest.

The moon moved between the blinds; Shi Xueqing slept deeply on the bed. He curled his lips when sleeping, just occasionally, a little melancholy.

Like a child wearing a shabby robe selling matches on the roadside, unable to recall what he forgot.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated. Shi Xueqing woke up as if from a dream, grabbed the phone, and dazedly sent a message to another person.

“I’m home 5295”

The last four digits were garbled.

Shi Xueqing lay down to sleep again. This time there was no worry on his face, like an international student who finished due dates, full of dedication and joy for the end of the term.

His expression was complete and happy, sinking into dreamland.

In the dream, he wore four luxury necklaces, sat on a Ferrari, and released a vlog to Brother Balenciaga.

At this moment, he asked for nothing else, just wanted to be thoroughly sunned by the morning sun.*

Two time zones away.

After the plane landed in the Bay Area, Xing Jun first returned to his company. He grabbed a few senior engineers, doing it himself, fixing the technical difficulties.

“President Xing, just returned from Hawaii, working so hard?” An engineer joked with him.

Xing Jun smiled on the surface, but thought in his heart, if I don’t come over quickly to grab you guys to finish things, you guys can postpone things to next week in one ticket after another.

Still not reassured. Xing Jun checked several times, returning home at eleven in the evening. The surveillance cameras in the mansion were still quietly on; his arrival only woke up the smart lights in the living room.

The suitcase brought back from Hawaii was empty. In the empty mansion with no human presence, only smart devices were faithfully canceling non-existent noise. Sculptures and candles lay quietly in a corner of the living room, as if no change had happened.

Xing Jun sat for a while, suddenly very irritable.

Asked Shi Xueqing to send a message after getting home, why hasn’t he sent it yet.

What, once the sugar daddy leaves, just let loose directly?

The tuition wired to him hasn’t arrived yet, and Shi Xueqing stops acting?

…Nothing happened, right?

Thoughts popped up one by one. Behind that “Home yet” in the dialog box, Xing Jun added another sentence.

“?”

Thinking about it, he decided to call directly. But Shi Xueqing’s message popped up at this time.

“I’m home 5295”

?

What is 5295?

95… Xing Jun pondered for a while, suddenly discovering that on the T9 keyboard, the initials of “Xing Jun”, X and J, were exactly at the position of 9 and 5.

Tsk.

Really knows how to be green tea.

The summer night, which wasn’t long, suddenly became long. Xing Jun flipped through Shi Xueqing’s Moments—he could finally patrol openly now.

Shi Xueqing didn’t post the Hawaii summary Moments but sent him “I’m home”. Xing Jun felt very satisfied with Shi Xueqing’s attitude towards him as a sugar daddy.

Thinking about it, he left a message for the secretary, asking her to change his ticket to Los Angeles.

Didn’t expect the secretary to be a night owl too, and replied instantly: “President Xing, change to which day?”

“Afternoon the day after tomorrow… or noon.” Xing Jun said.

“?” The secretary confirmed, isn’t the day after tomorrow Friday.

Business partners don’t work on weekends; why is Xing Jun running over early.

Xing Jun just smiled without speaking. When the message of successful flight change arrived, Xing Jun logged into the official website and booked a ticket for Shi Xueqing.

Take off on Saturday.

One day later than him.

Thinking about what to do in this one-day time difference, a smile curled up on Xing Jun’s gloomy lips.

In a small town two time zones away, Shi Xueqing lay on the bed, and accidentally, yawned again.

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