Ji Liao had just come out from washing the dishes and saw He Cheng Ming sitting unmoving on the sofa reading a book.

  He discovered that the other boy actually quite liked reading books. Those on the general theory of currency or strategists — things that were obscure and difficult to understand for most people, but he read them with great interest.

  “Baby.”


  He Cheng Ming called out to him, pleasantly surprised and immediately threw aside whatever in his hands that he was using to pass the time. Sex was more important, the hell with reading.

  Ji Liao silently withdrew his earlier evaluation and walked over to ask, “Did the doctor prescribe any medicine for you?”


  It was nothing more than some anti-inflammatory drugs and vitamins. He Cheng Ming felt that it didn’t matter whether he took them or not so he threw them aside when he came home. Where did he put them? He thought about it, then pointed at the shoe cabinet. “Yes, I put them there.”


  Ji Liao: “You put the medicine in the shoe cabinet?!”


  He turned to the shoe cabinet to look for it. Sure enough, he found the small white bag with some pills in it.

  “You are really quite disobedient.” Ji Liao was a little angry. Being eager to save time, he even dared to not to take his medicine!

  After he poured a glass of warm water, Ji Liao firmly placed the medicine and water in He Cheng Ming’s hand and watched him swallow it.

  When He Cheng Ming was done, he wrinkled his handsome face like a bun, sticking out his tongue. He pointed a finger and said aggrieved, “Baby, it’s bitter.”


  His original intention was to have Ji Liao come over and have a crazy tongue-duelling dance with him. Instead, the other boy ran away, opened his schoolbag and took out a piece of candy. He placed it in the palm of his hand and proudly offered it up to him.

  “Here.” Ji Liao’s eyes were bright, indicating that he could eat it.

  He Cheng Ming tearfully removed the candy wrapper. This time, he was really bitter. His heart was bitter.

  “Sweet?” Ji Liao asked him.

  He Cheng Ming smacked his lips. A cunning look flashed in his eyes when he indicated for Ji Liao to sit beside him.

  Ji Liao had no doubts that he was up to something, but before his butt could even touch the seat, he was pressed down.

  “You try it.” He Cheng Ming covered his mouth and pushed the candy over with the tip of his tongue. Ji Liao licked it gently. He felt that it was quite sweet and tasted like lychee.

  This action easily stirred He Cheng Ming, making him unable to stop even if he wanted to. With a sweep of his tongue, the candy returned to his mouth. Ji Liao smiled and satisfied his intentions by snatching it back with his tongue. The two of them went back and forth, playing passionately.

  They played until it became increasingly louder, the sounds of their saliva exchange making Ji Liao’s ears red. In a moment of carelessness, he swallowed the candy.

  Ji Liao: “.……”


  He paused and wanted to push the other boy away.

  He Cheng Ming bit down on his soft lip, then moved away. Then brushing his nose with the back of a finger, he said joking, “Greedy.”


  Ji Liao blushed and explained, “I didn’t mean to.” If the boy had not pushed it so deep, how could he have swallowed without intercepting it!

  Forget it. Ji Liao picked up the glass beside them and took a sip. When he realised that the cup belonged to the other boy, he put it back embarrassed.

  “Will you be taking tomorrow off?” He asked.

  He Cheng Ming was still immersed in thoughts of the earlier lychee-flavoured kiss and couldn’t extricate himself. He made a “huh” sound before recovering and said while hugging Ji Liao, “No.”


  Although it was quite humiliating to go to school with an arm in a sling, it was better than being bored to death in the house. Besides, who dared to laugh at him in school?!

  Ji Liao nodded and cautioned him, “Then be careful. Don’t let anyone touch it.”


  He Cheng Ming looked down at him, his hand tightening on Ji Liao’s waist and said haughtily, “Then you have to protect me.” Ji Liao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He turned his head to look at him and sighed. “Aren’t you a school bully? Do you still need me to protect you?!”


  “Of course.” He Cheng Ming looked like he was seeking a special favour and in an extremely flirtatious tone, said, “My wife is the best. As long as he crooks his finger, even if it’s for your husband to die, your husband will willingly……”


  Ji Liao quickly covered his mouth. This person was becoming more and more dramatic. He had to stop this evil at the source.

  “Can you speak properly?” He reprimanded shyly.

  He Cheng Ming was addicted to acting cute and deliberately turned his head away, not looking at Ji Liao as he said, “You scolded me. I’m throwing a tantrum.”


  Ji Liao was extremely amused by his behaviour. He was a wounded person with a fractured arm in a sling hanging from his neck, handsome and normally very cool. Now, he was pouting and acting cute. What the hell was that?!

  Didn’t expect you to be this kind of school bully!

  Fortunately, only I know your goodness, your kind-heartedness and your cuteness. Ji Liao silently rejoiced and used a finger to poke at the boy’s face, pacifying him, “Okay, I was wrong. Don’t be angry, okay?”


  When He Cheng Ming heard such a soft and flattering tone, he almost became hard! Without remembering whether he was supposed to be angry or not, he immediately turned, took him into his arms and said, “Okay, okay.”


  Ji Liao let out a “pfft” sound, reached out to rub his face and said mockingly, “Why aren’t you resolute at all?”


  He Cheng Ming let him knead his face and said indulgently, “Isn’t it because of you?” It’s you who made me so soft, so gentle and without a temper.

  Ji Liao was really moved and bit his lip, not saying anything for a long time. He was afraid that he would be exposed as soon as he spoke and his voice would tremble like a girl.

  Right then, Xu Ai Wen called and reminded him that it was almost ten. She was preparing to drive over to pick him up.

  Ji Liao gave a positive response. He Cheng Ming waited for him to hang up the phone, then asked immediately, “You didn’t tell your mother that I was injured while fighting, did you?!” Ji Liao looked at him. “I did.” If he didn’t make it clear, how could Xu Ai Wen have let him come over?

  He Cheng Ming closed his eyes in chagrin. He had finally won a little of Xu Ai Wen’s favour after much difficulty. Would this fight destroy it all?!

  “When you get home, you have to explain clearly to your mother — the one that I beat up was Gao Sheng, the son of a bitch that deserved to be beaten up.” Don’t let his mother-in-law misunderstand him. He wasn’t the kind of student who did nothing and fought all day long!

  He Cheng Ming now had a position for himself: Xu Ai Wen’s standard son-in-law.

  It was strange to say it. He Yue Jin and Zhao Mei Lan could think of him in whatever way they wanted, but Xu Ai Wen couldn’t misunderstand him. For the most part, it was because he felt guilty towards Xu Ai Wen. Whether it was Ji Liao or Ji Qing Wen, he had taken away the two most important men in her life. So he wanted to be a good boy in Xu Ai Wen’s eyes and allow her to trust him.

  Ji Liao got up and said, “I know. But next time, please don’t get into another fight.”


  His heart ached when the other boy got injured.

  He Cheng Ming wanted to send him downstairs but was mercilessly rejected.

  “You have a good rest and don’t walk around unnecessarily.”


  After saying that, Ji Liao took out another piece of lychee-flavoured candy for him. He unconsciously licked his lips, then lowered his head and left with a smile.