Back at the dorm, Wen Moxue saw that Fu Cheng had transferred him 52,000.
Aha, he really must feel bad that Wen Moxue spent so much money buying a watch.
Wen Moxue felt delighted and acted innocent on WeChat.
A Xiao Li: O.o Why did you suddenly send me money, brother?
A Xiao Li: [cat question mark]
Fu Cheng: To celebrate you getting rid of that terrible roommate.
He really knew how to make excuses, and that number was obviously meaningful. A man who has fallen is truly different.
It was as if his emotional intelligence had appeared out of nowhere.
Wen Moxue happily accepted the money.
A Xiao Li: Thank you, brother, I am super happy! (heart gesture)
In the car, scenery slid past outside the window, casting flickering light across Fu Cheng’s cold and stern face.
He typed a line: Stop doing part-time jobs. I will give you money from now on.
His finger hovered over the send button but did not press it.
He deleted the words one by one.
Forget it. She is an adult. He should not interfere too much. As long as he gave her more money, she would quit naturally if she did not want to work.
—
The next day was Saturday. There was a community service activity scheduled, so Wen Moxue did not go to work.
The location was a nursing home. Wen Moxue and Shuyan took the subway together.
"Why are you wearing a mask? Afraid the grandpas and grandmas will fight over you?" Shuyan joked.
Wen Moxue was good-looking and popular everywhere. Previously, they had an activity at a school for the hearing impaired.
Those children were wary of strangers and avoided the unfamiliar older students, except Wen Moxue. They clung to him during games and interactions, and when the activity ended, they did not want him to leave.
Seeing no one around, Wen Moxue pulled down his mask for a second and quickly put it back on. "Look at my mouth. Can I show people this?"
Shuyan almost burst out laughing. "How did he kiss you like that? He is intense."
"Nonsense. He held back too long and was starving for it. That dog of a man, pretending to be so restrained and serious when he is actually a huge pervert."
"When someone falls in love, it is normal. My boyfriend was the same. Before we dated, he looked like a perfect gentleman with no desires at all. As soon as we got together, he turned into a beast and kept me in bed."
Wen Moxue: "..."
Real couples truly are vulgar in their conversations.
"When are you going to stop?" Shu Yan asked.
"When I seduce him until he cannot live without me. He said I would scam him of money and feelings and then kick him away. I will follow his script. When the time is right, I will break up with him abruptly."
Shuyan looked worried. "Are you sure you won't slip up somewhere? What if you cannot pull away when the time comes?"
"No. I hide very carefully. He still thinks I am from the University of Technology."
"What if he reports you?"
Ordinary people would not be able to trace Wen Moxue, but if Fu Cheng reported fraud, surveillance would track Wen Moxue’s movements, and his phone was registered under his real name. They would definitely find him.
"I will tell him clearly that it is a breakup. If he cannot handle losing, I can just return all the money and gifts. I did not even use them."
Shuyan thought it over and agreed.
The service activity was a group event. Many classmates came to help clean, bring food and supplies, chat with the elderly, and perform.
Meng Qingzhu, who did not get along with Wen Moxue, was also there. He performed for the elderly, singing and dancing, making them laugh. He was obviously an extrovert.
Wen Moxue swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard, doing just enough to earn his participation credit.
After dumping the trash, he returned and heard Meng Qinzhu saying, "This classmate Wen Moxue is very popular at our university. He sings very well. Grandpas and grandmas, do you want to hear him sing?"
The elderly immediately agreed enthusiastically.
"He is crazy. You two already fell out. How does he still have the face to call you over?" Shuyan said angrily.
"Ignore him. Let’s go."
Wen Moxue could only sing children’s songs, and his mouth was too swollen to show his face today. Meng Qingzhu must have noticed and was doing this on purpose.
"Wow, Wen Moxue is even shy. Grandpas and grandmas, let’s give him a round of applause, okay?"
The courtyard filled with applause, followed by shouts of "Wen Moxue, sing one. Wen Moxue, sing one."
Shuyan cursed, "This idiot. What is wrong with him?"
Other classmates knew about the tension between them. Some rolled their eyes, some watched for entertainment. Seeing the elderly so eager, Wen Moxue could not leave and had to step forward.
"Why are you wearing a mask, Wen Moxue? Let the grandpas and grandmas see you. He is the best-looking person in our university. Aren’t you all curious?"
The elderly responded loudly, "Curious!"
Wen Moxue silently rolled his eyes. Seeing Meng Qingzhu preparing to continue, he cut him off. "I have a severe flu. To avoid infecting you all, I cannot remove my mask."
The elderly had weak immune systems. No one dared risk spreading illness. Meng Qingzhu was furious but could not force him.
He quickly said, "But your voice sounds fine. Then sing something."
"Meng Qingzhu already sang. So I want to perform something different. I will recite a tongue twister for you all."
The elderly agreed happily.
Wen Moxue cleared his throat:
"Beyond the hills are more hills, beyond the towers are more towers
I stepped outside and met a dog
It barked at me through a cage
When the gate opened it ran away
Searching again and again
The dog was actually nearby."
The elderly looked around for a dog. Only Meng Qingzhu’s face turned green.
As if Wen Moxue did not know he was calling him a dog.
Wen Moxue bowed. "That is my performance. Thank you."
"Good!" Shuyan clapped loudly.
A few classmates who disliked Meng Qingzhu joined in, and although the elderly did not understand why, they applauded enthusiastically.
Wen Moxue shot Meng Qingzhu a provocative look. Stupid dog, bark now. Why are you quiet?
When he came down, Shuyan almost died laughing. "You are ruthless."
Wen Moxue snorted. "He deserved it."
—
Fu Cheng was abroad for business. Knowing he could not reach him, Wen Moxue resumed teasing. That night, guessing Fu Cheng’s plane had landed, he took a picture of his swollen mouth and sent it.
A Xiao Li: My mouth has been swollen all day. I do not dare take off my mask outside.
A Xiao Li: All your fault, brother. You do not cherish delicate beauties at all (crying)
The lips in the photo were rosy and slightly swollen, not ruining his looks but making him even more sultry and tempting, provoking a fierce urge to possess.
As expected, within ten minutes, Fu Cheng responded.
He called via video.
Damn. Wen Moxue was not wearing makeup. If he answered, he would be exposed.
He quickly hid anything in the room that suggested a man lived there, switched to the rear camera, took off his pajama pants, covered his upper body with a blanket, and only exposed his legs before answering.
Fu Cheng’s screen shook twice. His overly handsome face appeared. He must have just gotten off a long flight and had not cleaned up. Slight stubble made him look sexier, not sloppy. Wen Moxue’s heart trembled.
What a cold and handsome man.
"Brother, you landed?"
"Yes. Just arrived at the hotel." Fu Cheng’s eyes lowered to the bent pale legs on the screen, his Adam’s apple moving. "Not at the dorm?"
It should be past eleven in China. He would not dare video call a man like this in the dorm.
"Yeah. We had the activity and then dinner. I am staying at a friend’s place," Wen Moxue said calmly.
"Why no face?"
"I just showered. My makeup is off. I am not showing my bare face."
"It is fine. I will see it sooner or later." Fu Cheng’s tone was suggestive.
Wen Moxue thought: not a chance.
"No no." Wen Moxue’s eyes shifted slyly. "I picked up a package today. There was a pair of black stockings. I will wear them for you, brother."
Fu Cheng: "It is daytime here."
"But it is night here," Wen Moxue said sharply. "You cannot refuse. This is the price for making my mouth swell."
Fu Cheng went silent for a moment, helpless. Then he gave a low "Mm." "Go ahead."
Wen Moxue set the phone aside, opened his purchases, put on a pleated mini skirt to avoid accidental exposure, then selected lace garter stockings and put them on.
"Brother, I am ready."
Fu Cheng seemed to have stepped away. After a moment, he picked up the phone.
On screen was a pair of long legs in black stockings. The skirt was very short, the legs pressed together shyly, barely guarding the forbidden area beneath.
The lace garter embroidered with peonies wrapped around pale skin. The contrast of black and white was intoxicating, more enticing than a night-blooming poppy, assaulting the senses.
All fatigue from his long flight vanished, replaced by a sharp heat gathering downward, almost ready to burst.
Fu Cheng closed his eyes slightly. This little thing...
Wen Moxue deliberately hooked a finger under the garter hidden beneath the skirt. "Brother, does it look good?"
"It is alright." Fu Cheng’s voice and expression were calm. "I see it. Go change. Your legs are showing, I can even see you are cold ."
Wen Moxue: ???
I show you legs and you notice only that?
Haishi was a southern city without heating. Wen Moxue’s rental had an air conditioner that only cooled. The late-night chill was real. He truly was cold.
But was that the point?
Wen Moxue felt this stupid straight man was hopeless and snapped, "Let the legs you like freeze then."
Fu Cheng gave a soft laugh.
His tone was casual. "Do you think that just because I am abroad I cannot do anything to you? Is that why you deliberately tempt me like this?"
"Do you not believe that if I choose to, when you wake up I can appear right in front of you, and personally help you put them on, or take them off?"
Wen Moxue: "..."
He immediately pulled the blanket over his legs.