Pei Tingsong had never thought that there would be a day where he would get a new family.
In fact, he had never even imagined coming out to Fang Juexia’s family; this had seemed utterly impossible because of Fang Juexia’s introverted personality and also because of the special characteristics of his family. Yet, what he didn’t expect was for Fang Juexia to actually lay bare all his cards on the first day he brought him back home, and he did that without even planning to tell him about it.
Throughout the whole coming-out process, Fang Juexia bravely shielded Pei Tingsong, and just like a real Gege, took all the motivations and responsibilities onto himself, as if he was the leader in this relationship.
However, Pei Tingsong knew that this wasn’t true. He himself was the one who instigated Fang Juexia first, but in order for his family to not blame Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia would rather take on the role of being the bad gege who had corrupted the youngest member of their group.
Perhaps when he had decided to reveal everything, Fang Juexia had also been carrying the worst case scenario in his mind.
So Pei Tingsong also pretended to be unaware of the situation and went back to Fang Juexia’s room alone. That night, he hugged Fang Juexia from behind and couldn’t sleep no matter what.
It was only then that he discovered how frightening it was to have the best person in the world. He, who had never been afraid of anything, was now suddenly very afraid of losing him.
On the night they departed Guangzhou, rushing to Shanghai for the next leg of the concert, when Pei Tingsong was organizing his luggage, he found a letter written by Mama Fang, which had secretly been put into the inner pocket of his coat.
[Tingsong, Juexia told Auntie everything about the two of you, and I don’t think he has discussed it with you. Also because of his grandfather’s physical problems, I advised him not to tell his grandfather for the time being. I will lead Grandfather towards this slowly; he’s an elderly man and may not be able to immediately accept things that aren’t part of his conceptions already. I hope you understand.
Actually, I had already noticed your feelings before. I know Juexia very well, he is a child who pursues efficiency and results. People have limited energy, so many times, he has saved on showing expressions and communicating, and he lives in his own world. He’s not very good at showing weakness, and even if he is hurt, he will just internalize all his feelings.
But later, when I went to Beijing, and spent those days interacting with you guys, I could see it. Although he deliberately tried to restrain himself, as long as you appeared, his gaze would fall on you immediately, and he’d start to revolve around you, his eyes smiling so softly whenever he looked at you. A person’s eyes can’t deceive anyone.
I know you like him very much too. Everything you have done for him, and everything you have given to our family, I have seen it. But I believe you also know that Auntie is a person who has suffered, so on watching my child walk the same path as me, my heart will always start beating fast. I know that if I were to ask you for anything, it will seem a bit unreasonable. But the only wish Auntie has in this life is that Juexia can be different from me; I don’t want to let Juexia taste the bitterness we went through ever again.
If it’s possible, Auntie hopes that the two of you can love each other for a long time.
I know you are unfamiliar with the word ‘mother,’ and you may have some resistance to it, so Auntie won’t easily say the words “please treat me as your mom.” But in Auntie’s heart, you are already part of our family.
Take care of yourself, and when you two have time to come back, Auntie will cook soup and wait for the two of you.]
Pei Tingsong would always remember how he felt after reading this letter.
One day two weeks later, Mama Fang also received a long reply in the mail. When she saw the last sentence, she couldn’t help her smile.
[Mom, I promise you that I will give him a spring that will not wither.]
After traveling to ten or so cities, the Kaleido tour, which had lasted for more than two months, ended in Hangzhou. They saw many different summers in many different cities.
The tour had sapped them of a lot of energy, so after returning to Beijing, the company gave them all a few days off, and didn’t arrange any events. When the time came to be lazy, Pei Tingsong made off with Fang Juexia, heading to his own condo. Although the dormitory was also very good, it wasn’t as convenient as their two-person world.
In the past, the condo had been occupied only by himself, so it was rather empty. With Fang Juexia here now though, he always wanted to buy things that he liked and he bought a lot of new furniture, so the small house became more and more like a home. They read books, watched movies, cuddled together for long naps, and woke up confused together.
“Are you done?” Pei Tingsong leaned on the newly bought sofa and tuned the Internet TV. “Is there a new episode of the variety show Ling Yi is a guest on?”
“There was a new episode yesterday.” Fang Juexia closed the refrigerator door.
Unable to find the program for now, Pei Tingsong simply went to the kitchen.
“Be careful when you cut things.” He stretched out his hand to prop himself against the kitchen counter, and then watched Fang Juexia cut the fruit seriously, as if he was doing something very important.
Pei Tingsong took advantage of his inattention and stuck some red-flesh dragonfruit that Fang Juexia had just cut into his mouth.
Who could have known that even without lifting his head, Fang Juexia would directly tear through his sneaky action. “No stealing bites.”
“I didn’t.” Pei Tingsong denied it directly.
Fang Juexia raised his head, gripped his chin in his hand and pulled it down. “You didn’t prepare a draft before you lied, even your tongue is red.”
Unexpectedly, just as Fang Juexia finished talking, his waist was held, the distance between them suddenly shrank, and in a flash, Pei Tingsong’s fresh and sweet kiss was shared with him. After a brief entanglement of the tips of their tongues, he stepped back and laughed like a child who had succeeded in pulling off a prank.
“Now you’ve also eaten it, so you’re not qualified to talk about me.”
“What did I eat?”
“You ate me~”
“…… Pei Tingsong, do you think the knife in my hand is very bright?”
“I’m wrong. I’m wrong.” Pei Tingsong laughed, took the fruit knife from Fang Juexia’s hand, and put it away. Then he picked his baby up and let him sit on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He drew closer, put his arms around his waist, and said, “Knives can’t be played with casually, play with me instead ba.”
“What’s fun about playing with you?” Fang Juexia pretended to be fierce and pinched his neck, but he couldn’t help laughing. Finally, he put his hands around Pei Tingsong’s neck and looked at him with his beautiful eyes. The corners of his eyes were clear, melted snow water with warm light shimmering inside.
Pei Tingsong suddenly thought of the letter written by Mama Fang, and of what she had said about Fang Juexia’s eyes on him, and his heart immediately softened. So he drew closer and gave him a light kiss. Their lips were right against each other, and it lasted for two seconds before he let go.
However, when he let go, Fang Juexia kissed him again. His hand held the back of Pei Tingsong’s head, and the tip of his tongue went in, all of his movements exploratory. He closed his eyes and intimately felt for his tongue in the dark, feeling Pei Tingsong’s smooth teeth instead.
Moist and scarlet described a tropical fruit, and also described their kiss.
Pei Tingsong had been born a bit of a stubborn beast, and whenever he kissed, he always instinctively bit Fang Juexia’s lips. When he bit his lips this time, he could feel Fang Juexia let out a very soft noise; it was like he was asking him to stop but also, at the same time, an alluring sound of encouragement.
“Wu…”
His hand supported the back of Fang Juexia’s head, placing him down on the island in the middle of the kitchen, his teeth then proceeded downwards, and he bit open the top button of Fang Juexia’s pajamas.
But what they wanted to happen didn’t happen.
Pei Tingsong’s cellphone rang at this moment. He didn’t even look at it before hanging up the call, but it didn’t take long for it to ring again.
“Pick it up,” Fang Juexia, who was lying on the island, propped his arms under him to get up, gasping, “In case it’s an emergency.”
“Alright ba.” Pei Tingsong let out a long sigh before he took hold of his cellphone, and after he saw Qiang Ge’s name on the screen, he answered the call. “Hello, Qiang Ge.”
Fang Juexia, who was suddenly freed, kept sitting on the island, swinging his legs. He reached to take out a eustoma flower, that had just blossomed, from the vase on the table and rubbed the back of Pei Tingsong’s neck with the flower.
“What? Side account?” Pei Tingsong’s tone changed greatly, full of disbelief. “How can that be?”
Side account?
Fang Juexia’s hand stopped, the flower stuck at Pei Tingsong’s neck not moving.
It couldn’t be that Pei Tingsong’s side account had been dug up?
Even he hadn’t seen it yet.
Thinking of that, Fang Juexia, who had never been that gossipy, suddenly became curious, so he kicked off his slippers, took out his cellphone from his pocket, opened up Weibo, and searched for the keyword [Pei Tingsong side account], clicking open the first related popular item.
[@Is there no gossip anymore: Netizens suspected to have dug up Pei Tingsong’s side account. The tone inside is a bit like an angry young man ah, attacking the heavens, the earth, and the air. It’s very Pei Tingsong. However, some of the photos shared seem to imply a secret love affair. It can’t be that another celebrity is going to be revealed to be secretly dating?]
Fang Juexia felt quite guilty on reading this, so he clicked directly on the screenshot. The ID of the side account was ‘Platonic Spiritual Love,” and the first screenshot showed some lyrics from an English rap song that was about girls. There was also a photo of a ring, the caption under the post consisting of only three emojis, a boy, a girl, and in the middle of them, a ring.
This wasn’t right ba.
Pei Tingsong had also hung up the phone at this time, and he was so angry that he didn’t even bother to talk to Fang Juexia as he directly opened up Weibo.
“This side account was forged by someone else ba.” Fang Juexia obediently put his chin on his shoulder. Pei Tingsong’s first reaction was to turn his head to kiss Fang Juexia, only focusing on his cellphone after that. “Of course, I’m so angry, they even made such a lame fake account for me.”
Looking as Pei Tingsong’s fingers flew over the keyboard, Fang Juexia couldn’t help laughing and kissed his ear. “Don’t be angry with them la.”
[@Kaleido Pei Tingsong: WTF? @Platonic Spiritual Love, this vulgar fake account has nothing to do with me, and they even wanted to make up an anonymous girlfriend for me. My entrance fee needs to be sent immediately to Star Chart, thank you. In addition, I’ll return good for evil by helping explain to you that the idea that Plato’s view of love was equal to “spiritual love” was a definition put forward by the 15th century Italian philosopher Marsilio Ficino, and that was only his interpretation. In fact, anyone who has read “Symposium” and who knows more about Greek philosophers knows that Platonic love is about the feelings between men. (Come on ah, if you argue with me, we can bring up Schopenhauer). Your ID is ‘Platonic Love’, but in the caption you’re talking about secretly dating a girl. Even the formation of contradictions should be consistent, this is basic logic.
Besides, I always use my main account to curse out people. Otherwise, who am I cursing them out for ah, how boring.]
“Tch, tch.” Fang Juexia’s chin rested against Pei Tingsong shoulder as he looked at the cellphone screen in his hands, then tilted his head to look at him. “As soon as you post this Weibo post, you’ll get on the Hot Search list again.”
Not only that, it may also go on the ‘Tigerish incident’ log.
“If I get on it, then I get on it.”
Seeing his grumpy appearance, Fang Juexia poked his cheek with his finger. “I haven’t even seen your side account yet. It won’t really be dug up ba.” Thinking of the content released by that fake account, Fang Juexia suddenly wanted to ask Pei Tingsong if his side account had anything related to him, but he didn’t ask in the end. It was because he didn’t know whether he hoped that there would be something there or that there wouldn’t be anything there.
“Absolutely not.” Pei Tingsong was very sure.
Really? But Fang Juexia had a bad feeling about that now.
“This fake is too garbage.” Clearly, he had already refuted it on Weibo, but Pei Tingsong was still angrily muttering, “People who don’t know better would think I’m this lame.”
What kind of thought process was this?
Fang Juexia blurted out, “You’re so cute ah.”
He always found it uncomfortable when praised as cute by Fang Juexia, so Pei Tingsong turned around to tickle him. “Who are you saying is cute, who are you saying is cute…”
“So ticklish, don’t touch me, Pei Tingsong!” Fang Juexia was ticklish and directly slipped down from the table. Pei Tingsong chased him to the living room and then pressed him down on the sofa.
Fang Juexia was tossed around by him until he was short on breath and feeling a bit flustered. He panted a bit, his hand continuously pushing against his arm. “Get up, you’re so heavy ah.”
“It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve pressed down on you, but now you think I’m too heavy.”
“…… Shut up.”
So Pei Tingsong really shut up, but also made Fang Juexia shut up at the same time. In early autumn, the air was slightly dry, and their skin that was stuck together grew moist as they rubbed against each other.
“I like this new sofa.” Pei Tingsong’s voice contained moist steam, which heated Fang Juexia’s ears. The heat flowed down the artery at his neck, and as he lost his strength, he was flipped over and pressed down. “You look so good when you’re lying on it.”
Their lips were open, moist breaths and saliva gushing out, as the dark gray sofa got wet and dark, just like how falling rain stains a concrete floor.
Under Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia returned to that summer night thunderstorm.
It was muggy, humid, and sticky, with the air filled with the smell of earth.
Finally, Fang Juexia was too tired to move. He was lying in a daze in Pei Tingsong’s embrace and mumbled, “We still haven’t eaten the fruit yet.”
“I’m full, I’m looking down on the fruit.” Pei Tingsong shamelessly boasted before getting elbowed by Fang Juexia.
“Teacher Fang, you can’t always use corporal punishment on students.”
“That didn’t count.” Fang Juexia grabbed his wrist and bit him gently. “That does.” Then he kissed him again, and said in a rare coquettish tone, “I’m hungry, I want to eat noodles.”
“Okay ah, that’s perfect because I have just bought some thick soup base, and if we use that, the noodles will be flavorful.” Pei Tingsong got up from the sofa, but instead of going directly to the kitchen, he went to the bathroom, drew a hot bath in the bathtub, and then turned back to pick up Fang Juexia, who was too lazy to move.
“What are you doing?”
“Targeted delivery.”
After finishing his job of putting his family’s little white flower into the bath, Pei Tingsong went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Fang Juexia was soaking in the bathtub, and remembering Pei Tingsong’s Weibo posts, he stretched out his arm to reach for his cellphone.
Sure enough, #Pei Tingsong’s response to the side account# was already trending on the Hot Search list, and when he clicked on it, there were various threads discussing it.
[@BEbemei: Hahahaha huffy Xiao Pei fighting against counterfeiting online!]
[@Oolala, what are you saying: Was hoping to eat some melons when clicking on it, but then got lectured at, what kind of experience is this?]
[@Robot himself: But his last sentence, let’s judge, let’s judge precisely, does it mean “I do have a side account, but it’s not this vulgar, and I don’t need a side account to curse people out”?]
[@I also didn’t study well today replying to @Robot himself: I think you’ve got the truth]
It really was true, but in the short term, the netizens shouldn’t be able to dig it up. Fang Juexia was about to click on the next Weibo entry when his cellphone suddenly vibrated several times and continuously. It was a WeChat groupchat.
Fang Juexia quit Weibo and opened up WeChat. Unexpectedly, it was their six person groupchat.
[The Original M-Dash: oh no oh no oh no oh no]
[Your Fire Ge: What did you mess up this time?]
[The Original M-Dash: How do you know that!!!]
[The Original M-Dash: Don’t I have an episode in a variety show? During the program, I was playing with my cellphone while I was eating, and as a result, I was photographed. Using such a blurry screenshot, they still somehow managed to dig up my Weibo side account! Wuwuwuwwuwuwwu]
It was really strange, were all of them in conflict with side accounts today?
Fang Juexia replied: If there’s nothing strange in your side account, it should be fine.
There was a pause at the other end, as if that person was thinking about something else. After a while, Ling Yi sent another message.
[The Original M-Dash: I don’t have anything strange in my Weibo side account la….If we have to say there’s anything….]
[The Original M-Dash: I followed Xiao Pei’s side account…]
What??
Fang Juexia sat up in the bathtub.
[The Original M-Dash: Actually, I just quickly unfollowed him, but it’s already been screenshotted….]
He also sent an emoticon of a person kneeling with their head on the ground in apology.
[Your Fire Ge: AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!]
[Your Fire Ge: @Kaleido’s Only Big Boss Maknae, laugh and live.]
—
Pei Tingsong had never thought that there would be a day where he would get a new family.
In fact, he had never even imagined coming out to Fang Juexia’s family; this had seemed utterly impossible because of Fang Juexia’s introverted personality and also because of the special characteristics of his family. Yet, what he didn’t expect was for Fang Juexia to actually lay bare all his cards on the first day he brought him back home, and he did that without even planning to tell him about it.
Throughout the whole coming-out process, Fang Juexia bravely shielded Pei Tingsong, and just like a real Gege, took all the motivations and responsibilities onto himself, as if he was the leader in this relationship.
However, Pei Tingsong knew that this wasn’t true. He himself was the one who instigated Fang Juexia first, but in order for his family to not blame Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia would rather take on the role of being the bad gege who had corrupted the youngest member of their group.
Perhaps when he had decided to reveal everything, Fang Juexia had also been carrying the worst case scenario in his mind.
So Pei Tingsong also pretended to be unaware of the situation and went back to Fang Juexia’s room alone. That night, he hugged Fang Juexia from behind and couldn’t sleep no matter what.
It was only then that he discovered how frightening it was to have the best person in the world. He, who had never been afraid of anything, was now suddenly very afraid of losing him.
On the night they departed Guangzhou, rushing to Shanghai for the next leg of the concert, when Pei Tingsong was organizing his luggage, he found a letter written by Mama Fang, which had secretly been put into the inner pocket of his coat.
[Tingsong, Juexia told Auntie everything about the two of you, and I don’t think he has discussed it with you. Also because of his grandfather’s physical problems, I advised him not to tell his grandfather for the time being. I will lead Grandfather towards this slowly; he’s an elderly man and may not be able to immediately accept things that aren’t part of his conceptions already. I hope you understand.
Actually, I had already noticed your feelings before. I know Juexia very well, he is a child who pursues efficiency and results. People have limited energy, so many times, he has saved on showing expressions and communicating, and he lives in his own world. He’s not very good at showing weakness, and even if he is hurt, he will just internalize all his feelings.
But later, when I went to Beijing, and spent those days interacting with you guys, I could see it. Although he deliberately tried to restrain himself, as long as you appeared, his gaze would fall on you immediately, and he’d start to revolve around you, his eyes smiling so softly whenever he looked at you. A person’s eyes can’t deceive anyone.
I know you like him very much too. Everything you have done for him, and everything you have given to our family, I have seen it. But I believe you also know that Auntie is a person who has suffered, so on watching my child walk the same path as me, my heart will always start beating fast. I know that if I were to ask you for anything, it will seem a bit unreasonable. But the only wish Auntie has in this life is that Juexia can be different from me; I don’t want to let Juexia taste the bitterness we went through ever again.
If it’s possible, Auntie hopes that the two of you can love each other for a long time.
I know you are unfamiliar with the word ‘mother,’ and you may have some resistance to it, so Auntie won’t easily say the words “please treat me as your mom.” But in Auntie’s heart, you are already part of our family.
Take care of yourself, and when you two have time to come back, Auntie will cook soup and wait for the two of you.]
Pei Tingsong would always remember how he felt after reading this letter.
One day two weeks later, Mama Fang also received a long reply in the mail. When she saw the last sentence, she couldn’t help her smile.
[Mom, I promise you that I will give him a spring that will not wither.]
After traveling to ten or so cities, the Kaleido tour, which had lasted for more than two months, ended in Hangzhou. They saw many different summers in many different cities.
The tour had sapped them of a lot of energy, so after returning to Beijing, the company gave them all a few days off, and didn’t arrange any events. When the time came to be lazy, Pei Tingsong made off with Fang Juexia, heading to his own condo. Although the dormitory was also very good, it wasn’t as convenient as their two-person world.
In the past, the condo had been occupied only by himself, so it was rather empty. With Fang Juexia here now though, he always wanted to buy things that he liked and he bought a lot of new furniture, so the small house became more and more like a home. They read books, watched movies, cuddled together for long naps, and woke up confused together.
“Are you done?” Pei Tingsong leaned on the newly bought sofa and tuned the Internet TV. “Is there a new episode of the variety show Ling Yi is a guest on?”
“There was a new episode yesterday.” Fang Juexia closed the refrigerator door.
Unable to find the program for now, Pei Tingsong simply went to the kitchen.
“Be careful when you cut things.” He stretched out his hand to prop himself against the kitchen counter, and then watched Fang Juexia cut the fruit seriously, as if he was doing something very important.
Pei Tingsong took advantage of his inattention and stuck some red-flesh dragonfruit that Fang Juexia had just cut into his mouth.
Who could have known that even without lifting his head, Fang Juexia would directly tear through his sneaky action. “No stealing bites.”
“I didn’t.” Pei Tingsong denied it directly.
Fang Juexia raised his head, gripped his chin in his hand and pulled it down. “You didn’t prepare a draft before you lied, even your tongue is red.”
Unexpectedly, just as Fang Juexia finished talking, his waist was held, the distance between them suddenly shrank, and in a flash, Pei Tingsong’s fresh and sweet kiss was shared with him. After a brief entanglement of the tips of their tongues, he stepped back and laughed like a child who had succeeded in pulling off a prank.
“Now you’ve also eaten it, so you’re not qualified to talk about me.”
“What did I eat?”
“You ate me~”
“…… Pei Tingsong, do you think the knife in my hand is very bright?”
“I’m wrong. I’m wrong.” Pei Tingsong laughed, took the fruit knife from Fang Juexia’s hand, and put it away. Then he picked his baby up and let him sit on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He drew closer, put his arms around his waist, and said, “Knives can’t be played with casually, play with me instead ba.”
“What’s fun about playing with you?” Fang Juexia pretended to be fierce and pinched his neck, but he couldn’t help laughing. Finally, he put his hands around Pei Tingsong’s neck and looked at him with his beautiful eyes. The corners of his eyes were clear, melted snow water with warm light shimmering inside.
Pei Tingsong suddenly thought of the letter written by Mama Fang, and of what she had said about Fang Juexia’s eyes on him, and his heart immediately softened. So he drew closer and gave him a light kiss. Their lips were right against each other, and it lasted for two seconds before he let go.
However, when he let go, Fang Juexia kissed him again. His hand held the back of Pei Tingsong’s head, and the tip of his tongue went in, all of his movements exploratory. He closed his eyes and intimately felt for his tongue in the dark, feeling Pei Tingsong’s smooth teeth instead.
Moist and scarlet described a tropical fruit, and also described their kiss.
Pei Tingsong had been born a bit of a stubborn beast, and whenever he kissed, he always instinctively bit Fang Juexia’s lips. When he bit his lips this time, he could feel Fang Juexia let out a very soft noise; it was like he was asking him to stop but also, at the same time, an alluring sound of encouragement.
“Wu…”
His hand supported the back of Fang Juexia’s head, placing him down on the island in the middle of the kitchen, his teeth then proceeded downwards, and he bit open the top button of Fang Juexia’s pajamas.
But what they wanted to happen didn’t happen.
Pei Tingsong’s cellphone rang at this moment. He didn’t even look at it before hanging up the call, but it didn’t take long for it to ring again.
“Pick it up,” Fang Juexia, who was lying on the island, propped his arms under him to get up, gasping, “In case it’s an emergency.”
“Alright ba.” Pei Tingsong let out a long sigh before he took hold of his cellphone, and after he saw Qiang Ge’s name on the screen, he answered the call. “Hello, Qiang Ge.”
Fang Juexia, who was suddenly freed, kept sitting on the island, swinging his legs. He reached to take out a eustoma flower, that had just blossomed, from the vase on the table and rubbed the back of Pei Tingsong’s neck with the flower.
“What? Side account?” Pei Tingsong’s tone changed greatly, full of disbelief. “How can that be?”
Side account?
Fang Juexia’s hand stopped, the flower stuck at Pei Tingsong’s neck not moving.
It couldn’t be that Pei Tingsong’s side account had been dug up?
Even he hadn’t seen it yet.
Thinking of that, Fang Juexia, who had never been that gossipy, suddenly became curious, so he kicked off his slippers, took out his cellphone from his pocket, opened up Weibo, and searched for the keyword [Pei Tingsong side account], clicking open the first related popular item.
[@Is there no gossip anymore: Netizens suspected to have dug up Pei Tingsong’s side account. The tone inside is a bit like an angry young man ah, attacking the heavens, the earth, and the air. It’s very Pei Tingsong. However, some of the photos shared seem to imply a secret love affair. It can’t be that another celebrity is going to be revealed to be secretly dating?]
Fang Juexia felt quite guilty on reading this, so he clicked directly on the screenshot. The ID of the side account was ‘Platonic Spiritual Love,” and the first screenshot showed some lyrics from an English rap song that was about girls. There was also a photo of a ring, the caption under the post consisting of only three emojis, a boy, a girl, and in the middle of them, a ring.
This wasn’t right ba.
Pei Tingsong had also hung up the phone at this time, and he was so angry that he didn’t even bother to talk to Fang Juexia as he directly opened up Weibo.
“This side account was forged by someone else ba.” Fang Juexia obediently put his chin on his shoulder. Pei Tingsong’s first reaction was to turn his head to kiss Fang Juexia, only focusing on his cellphone after that. “Of course, I’m so angry, they even made such a lame fake account for me.”
Looking as Pei Tingsong’s fingers flew over the keyboard, Fang Juexia couldn’t help laughing and kissed his ear. “Don’t be angry with them la.”
[@Kaleido Pei Tingsong: WTF? @Platonic Spiritual Love, this vulgar fake account has nothing to do with me, and they even wanted to make up an anonymous girlfriend for me. My entrance fee needs to be sent immediately to Star Chart, thank you. In addition, I’ll return good for evil by helping explain to you that the idea that Plato’s view of love was equal to “spiritual love” was a definition put forward by the 15th century Italian philosopher Marsilio Ficino, and that was only his interpretation. In fact, anyone who has read “Symposium” and who knows more about Greek philosophers knows that Platonic love is about the feelings between men. (Come on ah, if you argue with me, we can bring up Schopenhauer). Your ID is ‘Platonic Love’, but in the caption you’re talking about secretly dating a girl. Even the formation of contradictions should be consistent, this is basic logic.
Besides, I always use my main account to curse out people. Otherwise, who am I cursing them out for ah, how boring.]
“Tch, tch.” Fang Juexia’s chin rested against Pei Tingsong shoulder as he looked at the cellphone screen in his hands, then tilted his head to look at him. “As soon as you post this Weibo post, you’ll get on the Hot Search list again.”
Not only that, it may also go on the ‘Tigerish incident’ log.
“If I get on it, then I get on it.”
Seeing his grumpy appearance, Fang Juexia poked his cheek with his finger. “I haven’t even seen your side account yet. It won’t really be dug up ba.” Thinking of the content released by that fake account, Fang Juexia suddenly wanted to ask Pei Tingsong if his side account had anything related to him, but he didn’t ask in the end. It was because he didn’t know whether he hoped that there would be something there or that there wouldn’t be anything there.
“Absolutely not.” Pei Tingsong was very sure.
Really? But Fang Juexia had a bad feeling about that now.
“This fake is too garbage.” Clearly, he had already refuted it on Weibo, but Pei Tingsong was still angrily muttering, “People who don’t know better would think I’m this lame.”
What kind of thought process was this?
Fang Juexia blurted out, “You’re so cute ah.”
He always found it uncomfortable when praised as cute by Fang Juexia, so Pei Tingsong turned around to tickle him. “Who are you saying is cute, who are you saying is cute…”
“So ticklish, don’t touch me, Pei Tingsong!” Fang Juexia was ticklish and directly slipped down from the table. Pei Tingsong chased him to the living room and then pressed him down on the sofa.
Fang Juexia was tossed around by him until he was short on breath and feeling a bit flustered. He panted a bit, his hand continuously pushing against his arm. “Get up, you’re so heavy ah.”
“It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve pressed down on you, but now you think I’m too heavy.”
“…… Shut up.”
So Pei Tingsong really shut up, but also made Fang Juexia shut up at the same time. In early autumn, the air was slightly dry, and their skin that was stuck together grew moist as they rubbed against each other.
“I like this new sofa.” Pei Tingsong’s voice contained moist steam, which heated Fang Juexia’s ears. The heat flowed down the artery at his neck, and as he lost his strength, he was flipped over and pressed down. “You look so good when you’re lying on it.”
Their lips were open, moist breaths and saliva gushing out, as the dark gray sofa got wet and dark, just like how falling rain stains a concrete floor.
Under Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia returned to that summer night thunderstorm.
It was muggy, humid, and sticky, with the air filled with the smell of earth.
Finally, Fang Juexia was too tired to move. He was lying in a daze in Pei Tingsong’s embrace and mumbled, “We still haven’t eaten the fruit yet.”
“I’m full, I’m looking down on the fruit.” Pei Tingsong shamelessly boasted before getting elbowed by Fang Juexia.
“Teacher Fang, you can’t always use corporal punishment on students.”
“That didn’t count.” Fang Juexia grabbed his wrist and bit him gently. “That does.” Then he kissed him again, and said in a rare coquettish tone, “I’m hungry, I want to eat noodles.”
“Okay ah, that’s perfect because I have just bought some thick soup base, and if we use that, the noodles will be flavorful.” Pei Tingsong got up from the sofa, but instead of going directly to the kitchen, he went to the bathroom, drew a hot bath in the bathtub, and then turned back to pick up Fang Juexia, who was too lazy to move.
“What are you doing?”
“Targeted delivery.”
After finishing his job of putting his family’s little white flower into the bath, Pei Tingsong went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Fang Juexia was soaking in the bathtub, and remembering Pei Tingsong’s Weibo posts, he stretched out his arm to reach for his cellphone.
Sure enough, #Pei Tingsong’s response to the side account# was already trending on the Hot Search list, and when he clicked on it, there were various threads discussing it.
[@BEbemei: Hahahaha huffy Xiao Pei fighting against counterfeiting online!]
[@Oolala, what are you saying: Was hoping to eat some melons when clicking on it, but then got lectured at, what kind of experience is this?]
[@Robot himself: But his last sentence, let’s judge, let’s judge precisely, does it mean “I do have a side account, but it’s not this vulgar, and I don’t need a side account to curse people out”?]
[@I also didn’t study well today replying to @Robot himself: I think you’ve got the truth]
It really was true, but in the short term, the netizens shouldn’t be able to dig it up. Fang Juexia was about to click on the next Weibo entry when his cellphone suddenly vibrated several times and continuously. It was a WeChat groupchat.
Fang Juexia quit Weibo and opened up WeChat. Unexpectedly, it was their six person groupchat.
[The Original M-Dash: oh no oh no oh no oh no]
[Your Fire Ge: What did you mess up this time?]
[The Original M-Dash: How do you know that!!!]
[The Original M-Dash: Don’t I have an episode in a variety show? During the program, I was playing with my cellphone while I was eating, and as a result, I was photographed. Using such a blurry screenshot, they still somehow managed to dig up my Weibo side account! Wuwuwuwwuwuwwu]
It was really strange, were all of them in conflict with side accounts today?
Fang Juexia replied: If there’s nothing strange in your side account, it should be fine.
There was a pause at the other end, as if that person was thinking about something else. After a while, Ling Yi sent another message.
[The Original M-Dash: I don’t have anything strange in my Weibo side account la….If we have to say there’s anything….]
[The Original M-Dash: I followed Xiao Pei’s side account…]
What??
Fang Juexia sat up in the bathtub.
[The Original M-Dash: Actually, I just quickly unfollowed him, but it’s already been screenshotted….]
He also sent an emoticon of a person kneeling with their head on the ground in apology.
[Your Fire Ge: AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!]
[Your Fire Ge: @Kaleido’s Only Big Boss Maknae, laugh and live.]
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