[BL] Come soothe me
voice full of affection. He raised his thumb and gently
y. He shot his head up, meeting Qi You's deep eyes. The distance between them was so close, so close he could
turned his face away, his cheeks as red
s heart. He let out a feigned cough to hide his own
ce cream. The silence wasn't suffocating; on t
long while, Jiang Sh
mm
ked, his voice full of curiosity. He wante
pre-programmed in his head. "Mhm. The first time I
e ancient flame
in his hand, reading quietly under the tree's shade. He had stood watching
ning the scene Qi You had just described. A vague, s
up," Qi You continued to spin his tale, his deep, enchanting
e another Jiang Shan, a Jiang Shan from the past, shy but happy nex
iar voice called o
g Shan? What are y
of their classmates and membe
ed calm. He stood up and slung his arms around his fr
h his casted leg, his eyes full of playful teasing. "Hanging out li
ight after school. Turns out you were busy taking care of
e lowered his head, his hands nervously fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. He wasn't used
out. He's injured, it's normal for me to take care of him." He paused, then as if it were a slip of the tongue-b
ike a bomb going of
Their mouths dropped open, their eyes wide as they sta
you just say?"
Hao repeated, as if he
he turned and sat back down next to Jiang Shan, brazenly taking his hand and lacing their fingers together. He di
trembling in his. He squeezed it gently,
His heart beat erratically, a mix of fear at being outed and an inexplicable sense of
information. They looked at each other, their eyes still full of shock, but then it slowly shifted t
first to recover, slapping Qi You hard on the shoulder.
iosity in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Shan r
quickly finding an excuse to leave and g
of relief. He turned to look at Jiang Shan and
n't know." He looked at their intertwined hands. "
ness. What other people say doesn't matter." He said this from the heart. Whether in the past or
anxious heart. He looked at him, the confusion in his clear eyes gone, r
led fa
s a genuine smile, as bright and clear as the morn
was s
had ever seen him smile like that. It was breathtaking. His heart felt like it was
utiful," he blurted o
u's hand and leaned his head on his shoulder again. This time, it was no longer an
nd him. He took a deep breath, taking in Jiang Sha
this trust-he had earned it with his own sincerity. The line between truth and fictio
d shatter. That radiant smile might turn into tears and resentment. But righ
a moment, he wanted to