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“Mmph…” The moment Xiang Yang’s hand touched him, Ji Yan’s fingers clenched tightly. He gripped Xiang Yang’s shirt so hard it wrinkled, nearly tearing it. But Xiang Yang didn’t mind or stop, his gaze fixed on Ji Yan’s arousal, fingers gently tracing from the tip downward. Though Ji Yan had initiated it, he felt deeply embarrassed. His rapid breathing and stifled moans echoed in his ears. Too shy to let them out, his restraint made the moment even more intimate and…- 88.2 K • Completed
- The next day, after sobering up, Ji Qiuyuan acted as if he’d forgotten his drunken words from the night before. He ate and slept as usual. By the time he woke, it was past nine. Ji Yan had long left for school. Ji Qiuyuan leisurely ate breakfast and sat in the living room, idly working on handicrafts. Lin Yueqin, irritated by his laziness, had held back last night for Ji Yan’s sake, not wanting to hurt him. But with the house empty, she brought up his drunken rant. “What was that nonsense you…
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- The winter break passed quickly, and the new semester began. During this time, Ji Yan had recharged, ready to tackle the demanding high school curriculum again. Reconciling with Xiang Yang and taking their relationship further became his renewed source of motivation. Youth was that simple—a single belief could drive someone to give their all. In the latter half of the break, Ji Yan frequently visited Xiang Yang, not to play but to study. His parents’ constant arguments made home a place he…
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- Afterward, Ji Yan’s face was still flushed. He got up to open the window, hoping to dissipate the room’s lingering scent. Turning to Xiang Yang, he saw him looking calm, as if nothing embarrassing had just happened. Ji Yan wondered if Xiang Yang truly didn’t understand shame. Sitting beside him, new worries surfaced. The words he struggled to say rolled on his tongue before he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. “Xiang Yang, what we just did… you can’t do that with anyone else,…
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- Ji Yan suddenly recalled the first time he helped Xiang Yang relieve himself. The memory was still vivid, impossible to shake off. Even after so long, it made him blush. He tried to pull back, but Xiang Yang’s hands gripped his waist tightly, as if afraid he’d flee again like before. Unable to retreat, Ji Yan stayed pressed against him, feeling the restless heat where their bodies met. Ji Yan’s mindset had changed since two years ago. He’d grown up and finally acknowledged his feelings. He…
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- “Xiang Yang…” Ji Yan’s voice broke into a sob as soon as he spoke, unable to continue. Tears streamed down his face, unstoppable. He didn’t want to look weak in front of Xiang Yang, frantically wiping his eyes to hide his embarrassment, avoiding his gaze. Seeing Xiang Yang again intensified the ache in his chest, and guilt surged stronger than ever, swelling endlessly in his heart. He sat frozen, afraid to move or approach. For the first time, he lacked the courage to go to Xiang…
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- The news of the food processing factory’s relocation sent a wave of gloom over the village’s workers. What was once seen as a secure job—a lifelong “iron rice bowl” with retirement benefits—had vanished overnight. The factory owner wasn’t entirely heartless; he offered priority to veteran employees to stay on, provided they relocated to the new factory, where housing would be provided. But the villagers were deeply rooted here. Asking them to leave their families and children behind to…
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- The winter break ended, and a new semester began. Junior high was the first major turning point in a student’s academic journey, marking the end of compulsory education. After graduation, at least half the students would go on to regular high schools. Others would attend five-year junior colleges or vocational schools to learn practical skills for a living. Only a small minority, due to family or personal reasons, would choose not to continue their education. At the start of the semester, the…
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- Ji Yan barely slept the entire night. In the quiet of the late hours, whenever he closed his eyes, he couldn’t stop recalling what had happened that afternoon in Xiang Yang’s room—the sensation of holding a male organ in his hand, Xiang Yang’s low voice calling his name in his ear. Those sounds and images replayed endlessly in his mind, impossible to forget or shake off. Ji Yan couldn’t help but overthink. Was Xiang Yang gay? But his parents seemed normal, so how could he feel that way toward…
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- “Mm.” Xiang Yang responded almost instantly to Ji Yan’s question. “But…” Though Ji Yan had suggested it, he hesitated. Yet, meeting Xiang Yang’s calm, dark eyes, his doubts seemed to fade. Xiang Yang would grow up eventually. He’d learned little from his parents over the years. If no one taught him now, what if he faced ridicule later? Ji Yan’s heart ached for him. At this innocent age, he didn’t question why he cared so much for another or expect anything in return. He just…
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