Du Cheng quickly commented under his status: “The sorrow of a single dog.”
Director Nie replied while slurping his noodles, “You act like you’re not a single dog yourself.”
Du Cheng: “But I’m having a feast tonight.”
Director Nie ended the conversation with a “Heh,” flipped his phone over, and continued slurping his noodles. As he ate, he thought about a certain Spanish restaurant’s Wagyu ribeye steak, signature paella, Iberian ham, roasted suckling pig, and tuna tartare. The instant noodles in his mouth tasted worse with every bite. Finally, he tossed them straight into the trash and headed to the bedroom, planning to wash up and sleep early.
Just as he stepped out of the bathroom after his shower, he heard the phone on the bed ringing frantically.
He walked over and leaned down to pick it up, then saw two words flashing on the screen: Shu An.
Nie Yunshen pressed the answer button and asked quite rudely, “What is it?”
Shu An’s voice was as gentle and deep as ever: “I’m downstairs at your place.”
Nie Yunshen said, “Get lost.”
Shu An said good-naturedly, “I brought you something delicious.”
Nie Yunshen: “I don’t want it.”
Shu An: “Crystal shrimp dumplings, beef balls, chicken feet in abalone sauce, radish cake with XO sauce…”
Nie Yunshen silently swallowed his saliva. Damn it, I should have finished that bowl of instant noodles earlier. I’m so hungry.
Shu An continued, “I bought them from Dingsheng Xuan.”
The name “Dingsheng Xuan” successfully shattered another layer of Nie Yunshen’s defenses. This shop was an old establishment across from Z Middle School; he loved frequenting it back when he was a student, and every time he went, he would order exactly what Shu An had just listed.
Nie Yunshen said with a dark expression, “How do you know I like these things?”
Shu An remained silent on the other end of the line.
Nie Yunshen gave an “Oh.” “You really do pay quite a lot of attention to me.” Then he added, “What makes you think I still like these things now?”
Shu An said, “I don’t think your tastes have changed.”
Nie Yunshen hung up the phone with a snap.
Shu An turned to look at the dim sum boxes on the passenger seat with the corners of his lips curling into an ambiguous smile.
Ten minutes later, Nie Yunshen appeared outside the car, dressed casually in loungewear.
Shu An sat in the car looking up at him, his demeanor so flawless it could have earned a five-star rating. However, Director Nie, who was wearing a poker face, was clearly in a foul mood, partly because he was starving and partly because the man sitting in the car was being an absolute brat!
Before Nie Yunshen could blow up, Shu An pushed the car door open and stepped out before handing over the food container in his hand.
Since Shu An didn’t say a word, Nie Yunshen naturally wasn’t going to be the first to greet this jerk. He slapped a hundred-yuan bill toward him with one hand and took the takeout with the other before turning to leave immediately.
But instead, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Shu An.
Before Nie Yunshen could react, a tall figure in a formal suit pressed him against the car and held him firmly in place.
Shu An’s kiss descended heavily along with the shadows of the flowering trees; Nie Yunshen’s eyes widened in shock.
The hand holding the food container suddenly clenched with veins bulging on the knuckles. After a few tremors, he strained to restrain himself from throwing a punch then and there.
If it weren’t for the fact that the items in his hand were foods he genuinely loved, he would have smashed them straight onto Shu An’s head without a second thought already!
So he could only open his mouth to swear: “F*ck yo—”
This subconscious opening was immediately exploited. A flexible tongue forcefully invaded his mouth and Nie Yunshen gasped sharply. Shu An’s scent was incredibly overbearing, it was a clean cologne mixed with an infuriatingly familiar trace of ambiguity. Nie Yunshen struggled for a second and leaned back; after escaping for a limited distance, their lips parted slightly but he immediately found himself with no way out within an even more excessive embrace.
With one hand around his waist and the other cupping the back of his head, Shu An locked him firmly in his arms.
Tens of thousands of “grass mud horses1The “Grass Mud Horse” is a Chinese Internet meme based on a word play of the Mandarin profanity “cao ni ma”, which means “f*ck your mother”.” stampeded through Director Nie’s heart, each one screaming: F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!
What the hell kind of madness was this? There were so many residents in the neighborhood; what if someone saw them!
Holding the food in one hand, Nie Yunshen couldn’t drop or throw it, while his other arm was trapped in Shu An’s iron grip. After a moment of struggling, he actually broke into a sweat. His lips were sealed shut; he let out two muffled protests before resentfully snapping his teeth shut, simply biting down hard on the soft flesh that had invaded his mouth.
Shu An’s fingers tightened in the hair at the back of his head, engaging in an intensely erotic, tangled kiss with Nie Yunshen. At first, it was a battle of dominant invasion and fierce resistance; the conflict was at a stalemate with one or two struggling moans escaping amidst the faint sound of moisture. Their hot breaths rose and fell in turn. The body beneath the soft loungewear gradually went from stiff to limp before being suddenly injected with strength in a single moment. Nie Yunshen grabbed Shu An’s waist tightly; this body beneath the crisp suit had turned him on. His hand moved on its own as his fingers spread to roughly stroke Shu An’s lower back and spine, even slipping in to tug at the other party’s neatly tucked shirt.
In a quiet, deserted corner of the neighborhood, under the flickering shadows of the trees, what was happening was utterly absurd. Nie Yunshen could clearly feel the changes occurring where his lower body was pressed tightly against Shu An’s. Burning with desire, he thrust his hips against Shu An twice and said in a raspy voice, “Go upstairs.”
Shu An pushed him away slightly as a silver thread of saliva still lingered between their parted lips. The words that came out of his mouth were like an aphrodisiac, making Nie Yunshen nearly lose all self-control on the spot.
He said, “Want to top me?”
“Bullsh*t!”
Looking into those eyes that were reddened with desperation at such close range, Shu An spoke each word clearly and softly: “I can let you top me, but you have to accept my pursuit.”
The lust swirling in his chest instantly turned into rage. Almost subconsciously, Nie Yunshen let out a “Pah!” that practically reached the heavens.
Shu An fell silent for a second and stood up straight with the shadows of the flowering trees draping over him. Despite his disheveled clothes and his lips looking fresh and enticing, he appeared almost unshakeably firm. He said, “Then I’ll head back first.”
After saying this, Shu An actually opened the car door, got in, and drove straight away.
Nie Yunshen stood there like an idiot while clutching a bag of takeout as he watched Shu An’s car drive further and further away. He kicked the planter in the green belt.
“Holy sh*t… ow, ow, ow, ow, ow…”
—He had forgotten he was wearing flip-flops; he nearly ripped his toenail off with that kick.
Nie Yunshen was in so much pain his tears nearly fell. The ambiguity and passion lingering in the air vanished without a trace in an instant. If he hadn’t been holding the dim sum boxes from Dingsheng Xuan in his hand, he would have thought everything that just happened was a dream!
F*ck you, Shu An! You agreed to let Laozi top you back, how could you suddenly change the terms?!
Leading someone on and then running away is subhuman!
Nie Yunshen felt even more grief-stricken than when he was eating the instant noodles so he turned that grief into an appetite and devoured all the takeout Shu An had brought.
As soon as he arrived at the office the next morning, he received a WeChat message from Shu An.
“I’m going to Tokyo for a business trip, I’ll be back as soon as possible. Think over what I said yesterday.”
Think over my ass!
Nie Yunshen irritably replied with two words: “Get lost.”
Then he locked his phone in his drawer and took his laptop to a meeting.
Shu An had been on this business trip for over a week. Since both of them were busy with work, they didn’t contact each other much. Occasionally, when Shu An encountered beautiful or interesting scenery or things, he would snap a photo and send it to Nie Yunshen; Nie Yunshen decided whether to reply and what to say entirely based on his mood.
When he finished work on Friday, he received a WeChat message from Feng Hao asking him to start a group chat for the classmates’ gathering. Before Nie Yunshen could reply, he was whisked away to a team dinner by a group of his subordinates.
There were exactly ten people in the Risk Control Department including Nie Yunshen. Aside from a few risk managers with plenty of experience, the assistants were all kids fresh out of graduation and they played and drank quite wildly.
Nie Yunshen drank a bit of alcohol and called a designated driver; it was already past 11:00 PM by the time he got home.
After showering, he lay in bed doing his routine pre-sleep phone scrolling when he remembered Feng Hao’s request to start the group chat.
Nie Yunshen casually created a group chat and added all the classmates he’d been close with back then, adding Shu An last. Then he sent a message to the group: “Madman is coming back to the country next week. Everyone get ready in advance, settle your grudges, and take your revenge.”
That one sentence summoned quite a few night owls. Just as Nie Yunshen was about to greet his buddies, his phone rang unexpectedly, startling him so much he nearly dropped it on his face.
He cursed, “F*ck,” wishing he could reach through the line and bite the person on the other end.
“Can you not scare people in the middle of the night!”
“Are you that faint-hearted?” Shu An’s voice came through the current, sounding low and deep right in Nie Yunshen’s ear. Even though he couldn’t see him, Nie Yunshen just knew he had to be smiling right now.
He was a bit sleepy and couldn’t be bothered to trade barbs with CEO Shu, so he rolled over and pulled the summer quilt around himself. Yawning, he grumbled, “It must be past 1:00 AM over there, what are you doing still awake?”
“I just got back to the hotel—I’m taking off my clothes.”
Whether Shu An did it on purpose or not, those last five words were spoken very softly, yet just loud enough for Nie Yunshen to hear them perfectly.
Consequently, the image of Shu An’s firm, well-proportioned, perfectly proportioned broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, pectorals, abs, and V-line immediately flashed through Director Nie’s very impure mind. His nasal cavity felt hot… he quickly switched from lying on his side to lying flat on his back to barely preventing a nosebleed.
Neither of them spoke again but the sound of Shu An undressing continued. In the quiet receiver, the constant rustle of fabric rubbing together made Nie Yunshen’s throat feel inexplicably parched.
Just as he was about to speak, Shu An’s voice rose again, though it sounded a bit distant.
“I’m putting you on speaker. The tie is a bit tight, I can’t undo it with one hand.”
Nie Yunshen gave a quick cough and said, “Get some rest early. Bye.”
Shu An called out to stop him: “Wait a second!”
Nie Yunshen waited for a few seconds but heard nothing further from Shu An so he couldn’t help asking, “What?”
Shu An’s voice sounded close again, asking him languidly and tenderly, “Did you miss me today?”
“I did,” Nie Yunshen answered extremely bluntly. “I wanted to. F*ck. You.”
T/N: It’s a phonetic wordplay on “xiang” normally meaning “to miss”, because in casual speech “想你” (miss you) can also imply “to want you,” and the inserted “操” twists that softer “want” into the bluntly s*xual “want to f*ck you,” shifting the meaning from emotional longing to physical desire while keeping the same xiang sound as the setup.
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