031. Just a kiss
Being with Wei Yuhuan, Xie Xiaojiang had already tacitly acknowledged his sexual orientation. But this relationship was still too special for the outside world, so they had never made it public, and only a few people, including Wei Yuhuan's close friends and the driver, knew about it.
Xie Xiaojiang was surprised at Zhao Yan's sensitivity, and also a little nervous. He didn't know what the deep meaning of Zhao Yan's bringing up the matter at this time was.
Zhao Yan shrugged and said, "In fact, I also dislike the attitude of my classmates when they talk about MB. MB didn't provoke anyone. Although their behavior is indeed unethical, it is not a heinous crime. I believe that every industry has its reason for existence, and no one should be excluded and criticized for no reason."
Xie Xiaojiang was deeply touched by Zhao Yan's words. He thought of the girls he met when he was working at "Hanbao". Most of them came from miserable backgrounds. They came to this big city from different places with scars all over their bodies. They did the most shameful jobs and counted their meager incomes. They were confused but easily satisfied, fragile but resigned to their fate.
It is true that some people are greedy for money, and for more money and vanity, they fall deeper and deeper. However, if they can be good people from the beginning, have a happy family, and receive a normal education, who would be willing to sell their soul and body
"Yes, everyone has their own difficulties." Xie Xiaojiang said with emotion.
Under the same blue sky, everyone lives in a different world. If it weren't for Wei Yuhuan, Xie Xiaojiang would still be struggling at the bottom of society.
Zhao Yan did not ask any further questions. He ignored the gazes of others and took the initiative to take Xie Xiaojiang to have dinner together.
Under the circumstances where Xie Xiaojiang seemed to be "abandoned by everyone", Zhao Yan's heartfelt gesture warmed people's hearts. Although he was also greatly affected by the rumors, it was not easy for him to stay sober in such a situation and get closer to Xie Xiaojiang than usual.
Xie Xiaojiang felt better. During the meal, he suddenly asked in confusion, "Zhao Yan, is your expression really weird when I talk about my brother?"
Zhao Yan was chewing a chicken leg. Hearing this, he swallowed and nodded, "Yes!"
Xie Xiaojiang pinched his face and asked in confusion: "What's so strange about it?"
"I just smile foolishly all the time, a really silly smile, just like this," Zhao Yan swallowed the chicken leg and imitated a "silly smile". He was not as cute as Xie Xiaojiang and his mouth was full of grease. This smile was so vulgar that it gave people goose bumps.
Xie Xiaojiang hugged his arms, frowned and rubbed his face, scratching his skin with his palms, trying to make himself look more serious.
Zhao Yan was amused by his behavior and couldn't help but persuade him: "Xie Xiaojiang, don't worry about what others think. You can't control your mouth and brain. Just be happy."
After hearing these words, Xie Xiaojiang suddenly felt relieved and completely opened up about Zhao Yan.
However, although he denied the rumor in front of Zhao Yan, Xie Xiaojiang was very panicked. After all, Wei Yuhuan did give him a lot of money, and they did have a relationship all the time. On the surface, it seemed like they were doing it.
It's just a bad definition, as if it's going to send people to the eighteenth level of hell.
When he returned home that night, Xie Xiaojiang did not mention these to Wei Yuhuan, because he knew that even if he complained to Wei Yuhuan it would be of no use. Just like Zhao Yan said, the mouths are on other people's bodies, and they cannot stop others from saying anything. He was afraid that he would not be able to explain clearly even if he wanted to.
The most Wei Yuhuan could do was to comfort him and tell him not to overthink it. But this time, his inferiority and distress could not be resolved by Wei Yuhuan's comfort and explanation. He had to figure it out on his own.
Maybe it was because of his inner uneasiness, but Xie Xiaojiang particularly wanted to do it with Wei Yuhuan that night.
After dinner, the two rolled around in each other's arms. Xie Xiaojiang came three times, still feeling unsatisfied.
After the passion, he lay exhausted in Wei Yuhuan's arms, stroking Wei Yuhuan's heart with his fingers.
Wei Yuhuan noticed that he was abnormal and said in a low voice: "Why do you look so sad? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, it's very comfortable~~" Xie Xiaojiang hummed weakly, too lazy to move.
"What's wrong? Did something unhappy happen at school?" Wei Yuhuan lowered his eyes and saw a rare trace of sadness in Xie Xiaojiang's bright eyes.
"Wei Yuhuan, do you like me?" Xie Xiaojiang suddenly asked.
Wei Yuhuan's chest rose and fell, and he couldn't suppress his laughter: "Baby, you've almost squeezed me dry, do you think I like it?"
Xie Xiaojiang squirmed and moved up an inch, holding Wei Yuhuan's head, licking Wei Yuhuan's lips with his tongue like a kitten licking milk, and whispered, "I like you, too."
Wei Yuhuan let out a low moan from his throat, pressed the back of his head to deepen the kiss, and let out a loving sigh.
After the kiss, Wei Yuhuan caressed Xie Xiaojiang's hair affectionately and said hoarsely, "Little fool, why are you so unsatisfied today? Do you want more?"
Xie Xiaojiang hugged Wei Yuhuan tightly, touched Wei Yuhuan's stubble with his soft lips, and murmured, "No, just a kiss will do~" He didn't want to really drain this old man dry, it would be too pitiful.
Wei Yuhuan patted his back gently, just like coaxing a child to sleep. Xie Xiaojiang narrowed his eyes and hummed comfortably.
Absorbing the warmth given by Wei Yuhuan, Xie Xiaojiang's heart was filled. Suddenly, he felt that it was meaningless to worry about those definitions. Be it mb, lover, or any other identity title, what did it matter
Wei Yuhuan loves him, he can feel it, this is the real fact.
After figuring this out, Xie Xiaojiang suddenly felt enlightened and continued to do his own thing. After all, he was a day student and didn't interact much with his classmates.
Returning to school, Xie Xiaojiang cherishes everything in front of him, so he tries his best to experience everything he has never experienced before, but he will not forget his main task in college, which is to study hard.
Other things, such as friendship, connections, and social life, are icing on the cake, but it doesn't matter if you don't have them. Because he knows very well that most of what he has now is based on the conditions created for him by Wei Yuhuan, and he has no capital to make friends with his own abilities.
Apart from Zhao Yan, he was the first "true friend" recognized by Xie Xiaojiang after he went to college.
Because Zhao Yan's previous words showed that he would not classify people into different levels, Xie Xiaojiang believed that no matter he was a school dropout, a doorman or a courier, Zhao Yan would treat him as a friend.
In a hurry, the first semester of freshman year came to an end with the final bell of the last exam.
After exams at university, it’s vacation time. Students just need to pack their things and go home to celebrate the New Year. The results will not be announced until after the New Year.
The students walked out of the examination room joyfully, with an expression of relief on their faces.
Xie Xiaojiang was the same. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with these top students who had been admitted to prestigious universities with high scores. So he worked very hard this semester. He also asked Wei Yuhuan to explain financial cases to him on weekends, which made Wei Yuhuan also motivated to make progress.
During the half month of review before the final exam, he was under a lot of pressure. One day, he was memorizing the key points of "Basics of Financial Economics" in the study room. Wei Yuhuan, who had been left out for a few days, couldn't help but push the door in and wanted to be intimate with him. Xie Xiaojiang got angry and kicked him out. Wei Yuhuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only pray in loneliness and emptiness that Xie Xiaojiang's Shura period would pass quickly.
Now that the exam is over, Xie Xiaojiang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had just put on his scarf when Zhao Yan caught up with him from behind and said, "Fuck, this exam is too difficult. I'm done for. I don't know if I'll fail."
Xie Xiaojiang widened his eyes and said, "Don't scare me, I've already answered. Is it really that difficult?"
If someone else said this, Zhao Yan would just want to kick him to the horizon! But the person who said this was Xie Xiaojiang. After spending half a year together, Zhao Yan had become very familiar with him and knew that he was definitely not a pretentious person. Not only that, Xie Xiaojiang's words just now were probably from his heart... Damn, this is even more fucking annoying!
Zhao Yan said depressedly: "Xie Xiaojiang, congratulations, you have firmly grasped my hatred!"
Xie Xiaojiang was still recalling the test questions and the answers he had written with a nervous look on his face, to make sure he had not answered the wrong questions.
Zhao Yan said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it. I won't mention it anymore. The results won't be out until the end of February anyway. I'll talk about it after the Chinese New Year."
The two chatted as they walked towards a small restaurant outside the school. Xie Xiaojiang was happy after taking the exam and wanted to treat Zhao Yan to a meal.
Zhao Yan was born in Hubei and came from a small town. His family was very ordinary. He was the second child in the family, with an older sister and a younger brother. Fortunately, his parents were teachers, so although he came from a poor family, Zhao Yan had a great temperament, good cultivation, and a very positive outlook on life.
At first, Xie Xiaojiang thought Zhao Yan was a little older because he looked "mature", but he didn't expect that Zhao Yan was three years younger than him, just like the other students. After that, Xie Xiaojiang subconsciously treated him as his younger brother.
Zhao Yan doesn't have much living expenses every month, but Xie Xiaojiang would occasionally treat him to dinner.
When they arrived at the small restaurant outside the school, Xie Xiaojiang ordered three stir-fried dishes and a bottle of Red Star Erguotou for 18 yuan, and asked Zhao Yan if he wanted to join in the fun.
Zhao Yan waved his hands and said, "No, no, I can't drink even a sip!" He was a "drunk in one gulp" and couldn't drink at all.
Xie Xiaojiang didn't force him and asked him what his plans were for the winter vacation.
Zhao Yan: "My brother is about to take the high school entrance exam, and he hasn't had a holiday yet. If I go back, I have to share a room with him, and I don't want to disturb him from reviewing. So I plan to stay in S City for two more days, go to the library to read some books, and then leave after the dormitory closes. What about you?"
Xie Xiaojiang: "Wow, you're so hardworking! Take me with you! I want to watch it with you!"
Zhao Yan: "Okay, then let's go to the library together, but where do you live? Is it close to the school?"
Xie Xiaojiang: "It's close, at Chunjiang Huajing Garden, it's only about ten minutes' walk from school."
When talking about "Chunjiang Huajingyuan", a young man sitting at the table across from Xie Xiaojiang suddenly looked up. Coincidentally, that person was Cong Yuan.