It was nearly midnight, so this was in no way a suitable time to call Lin Jie. However, now that Yibo had a working phone in hand, he found himself unable to sleep without an update from her. "Hello?" she promptly answered. "It's Yibo." "I know it's you," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry. I just got my phone back so I wasn’t sure." "I'm fine," she cut straight to the point. "I'm at home now." A huge wave of relief washed over Yibo upon hearing the report, and finally, he was able to

"Oh! Xiao Zhan, is that you?" "Hello, Nainai," Yibo heard Xiao Zhan greet behind him. He bowed slightly to the elderly woman so as not to be rude, and headed straight to his room. Not bothering to take off his uniform, he sat in bed and thought of how he was going to get Xiao Zhan to leave so that he could breathe, and think. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door but he didnt respond. Xiao Zhan came in any way. “Come for dinner," he said. Yibo didn't meet his eyes

I just received a scathing comment on Wattpad for only putting ADO3 on my site and I realize that I didn't address my decision formally...

"Xiao Laoshi, there was a commotion in your classroom earlier. Why didn't you immediately report it?" At the sudden call across the staff room, Xiao Zhan lifted his gaze from his desktop screen to meet the dean frowning at him. "I heard that boy Yibo threw a phone at his brother, and it shattered against the wall. He could have been seriously injured. That's not a small offense by any means." "Yibo? Isn't he the one who just came back today after disappearing for almost a mon

Despite his anguish over the outright rejection, and his reluctance to take his characteristic and automatic route of immediately cutting ties when hurt, Yibo sat quietly in class and reflected. "Can I ... can I at least ask you why you kissed me back?" He recalled asing Xiao Zhan this question back in the storage room. "Curiosity," Xiao Zhan had answered, yet Yibo hadn't believed him for even a second. "Why didn't I believe him?" he asked himself now, and the answer came eas

The beeping sounds of the front door's keypad cause Xiao Zhan to straighten up from his reverie. His gaze had been lost on the small rectangular window ahead, framing the starry night and the cityscape of distant buildings. Glancing down, he takes in the mess across his shirt, his still leaking cock and the fabric pooled around his legs. With a sigh, he lowers himself to pull his briefs and pants back on but doesn't bother with the button or his belt. "Is it just me, or did y

"You really sent that?" are the first words out of Xiao Zhan's mouth the moment Yibo gets in the car. Yibo goes still, unable to meet Xiao Zhan's gaze. 'It’s fine,' he'd told himself. 'We're intimate with each other.' But now, in Xiao Zhan's presence, he feels as though he's been transported back to being eighteen and is about to be berated by an authority figure. Perhaps this is the very reason why Xiao Zhan has come here. "You can delete it," he says. "If you'd rather not s

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"I'm confused," Yi Qin says as he goes through the transcript on Yibo's phone. "Are they actually fighting, or is one just telling the other how much he loves him? Without saying the words, of course." Yibo's heart skips several beats. "That's what it reads like to you?" "Yeah, I mean, look at this; ... all I know how to do to you is give... my time, my energy, my attention, my fucking heart. Whether it's on my knees sucking you off or defending you in school or protecting yo