Chapter 44: A Golden House to Hide the Beauty
Gu Yanxiu slowly withdrew his hand, letting it hang by his side. His fingers clenched tightly into a fist, using so much force that his knuckles turned white. “Ah Yu, you don’t need to say such things to provoke me.”
Wen Yuhuai blinked, his face still the picture of innocence. “I didn’t want to provoke you. I am sincerely giving you a suggestion.”
“I don’t know much about your group, but the number shouldn’t be too large. It just so happens that the only two I know are you guys. How great would it be if you two got together? You even know each other inside out—”
“Not great. Not great at all. Ah Yu, you know clearly that the one I like is you.”
Wen Yuhuai picked up his cup and took a sip of chrysanthemum tea. The swirling hot steam blurred his facial features, yet his voice still fell clearly into the listener’s ears. “But I don’t like men. I don’t have the slightest sexual interest in men. Your liking me will yield no results.”
After a long silence, Gu Yanxiu finally nodded expressionlessly. “I understand.”
Sure enough, he knew his confession would result in this.
But it didn’t matter. He was already tired of pretending to be this gentle upperclassman anyway. He would strive to fight for the result he wanted.
At worst, he would just repeat what he had done before. He would definitely find a more hidden place where no one would discover them, and he would never have to share him with anyone again.
He would lock him up there like a beauty hidden in a golden house, keeping him confined until he agreed to be with him.
If he never agreed—
Gu Yanxiu lowered his eyelashes to hide the gloominess in his eyes, a faint arc of excitement even faintly hooking up at the corner of his lips.
Then he would just have to keep him locked up forever, locked in a world where only the two of them existed, free from the disturbance of anyone else. That would definitely be the most wonderful thing in the world.
Gu Yanxiu put down the chrysanthemum tea in his hand and lifted his eyes for a glance. The young man sitting opposite him was still occasionally observing his reaction. His emotions were far less calm than he portrayed; clearly, his confession had also brought him quite a shock.
He didn’t stay any longer to be an annoyance. Instead, he stood up to take his leave. “I’ll be going now. Have a good rest tonight.”
As expected, he didn’t receive a response. Gu Yanxiu bypassed the coffee table and walked out with his usual expression, carelessly scheming in his heart about turning that mid-mountain villa into a golden house to hide his beauty.
His Ah Yu was so delicate; of course, he couldn’t let him suffer any grievances.
Wen Yuhuai, meanwhile, silently stared at Gu Yanxiu’s back from behind. After watching for a while, he unconsciously frowned. Why did this figure look somewhat familiar?
Looking from this angle, why did he look so much like that… pervert who kidnapped him?
Wen Yuhuai was frightened by his own thought. How could he connect Gu Yanxiu with that pervert? Although they were both men and both gay, apart from these two points, they had no other identical characteristics.
Even if Gu Yanxiu confessed to him today, he couldn’t think like this; it was too insulting.
Taking ten thousand steps back, that Fu Xingjian who kissed people at the drop of a hat and called him ‘Baby’ resembled that pervert much more than he did.
Just two minutes after Gu Yanxiu left, Auntie Chen walked out from the kitchen holding a fruit platter. Seeing that he was the only one left in the living room, she was a bit surprised. “Why did Young Master Gu leave so quickly?”
Wen Yuhuai snapped back to reality and glanced at her, raising a hand to yawn. “It’s getting late. He went back to sleep.”
This reason clearly lacked persuasiveness. Auntie Chen looked at him half-doubtingly, still unable to resist asking, “Young Master, you two didn’t just have a fight, did you?”
She was cutting fruit in the kitchen just now and only vaguely heard something about liking or not liking; she couldn’t hear the rest clearly.
Wen Yuhuai spouted nonsense without changing his expression. “How is that possible? We’ve known each other for so many years. When has Auntie Chen ever seen us fight?”
That was true. Auntie Chen set her mind at ease and placed the fruit platter in front of him. “I just cut the fruit, Young Master, have some.”
Wen Yuhuai obediently speared a few pieces with a fork and sent them into his mouth, then stood up. “I’m done eating. Auntie Chen, you can have the rest. I’m a bit sleepy and want to go upstairs to sleep.”
“Oh, alright. Rest well, Young Master.”
Upon returning to his room, Wen Yuhuai first locked the door from the inside before he felt at ease enough to take off his clothes and take a shower.
As he undressed, he couldn’t help but sigh. What kind of mess was all this?
To think he initially thought he had psychological problems and went to see a psychiatrist; in reality, they were the ones who should be seeing a psychiatrist.
Speaking of which, did he possess some gay-attracting constitution? How did his good brothers turn into gays one by one, and all like him?
There were still two left who hadn’t been confirmed, but Wen Yuhuai no longer wanted to confirm it. He couldn’t afford to provoke them, but he could hide.
He had already decided. He would leave with his family next week and give up on playing matchmaker between them and the female lead. Anyway, the original plotline didn’t need his matchmaking. Perhaps once he left Beijing, everything would return to normal.
Even if they didn’t end up with the female lead, it had nothing to do with him anymore.
They could like whoever they wanted and sleep with whoever they wanted. As long as they didn’t involve him, he didn’t care.
Of course, if the beautiful and cute female lead ended up with no one wanting her, he could still consider taking her in.
After all, he couldn’t bear to do things that made girls sad.
Without anyone disturbing him, Wen Yuhuai finally had a peaceful shower. But perhaps heaven was against him. He had just put on his bathrobe and stepped out of the bathroom when someone knocked on the door outside again.
“…”
“Ah Yu, open the door, it’s me.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Lin Shiyu’s voice actually came from outside!
When did he get here???
Why didn’t anyone tell him in advance?
Was today some special day? They were coming one after another. Did they ever consider the feelings of this twenty-something old man?
Flustered, Wen Yuhuai looked down at himself. The bathrobe covered everything it was supposed to cover, and even what it wasn’t supposed to cover. His heart settled a bit, and he calmed his emotions to go open the door.
“Why did it take you so long to open the door? What were you doing?”
Wen Yuhuai spread his hands with a speechless face. “Can’t you tell?”
The young man was wearing a bathrobe, revealing his snow-white, delicate collarbones. Further down, his well-proportioned calves were almost blindingly white under the light.
Lin Shiyu’s eyes darkened for a moment. “Just took a shower?”
Wen Yuhuai silently rolled his eyes. “Nonsense.”
Lin Shiyu squeezed right in through the door with a clear goal in mind. “Perfect timing. I need to use the bathroom.”
Before Wen Yuhuai could refuse, the person had already gone in and locked the door from the inside.
“…”
The frosted glass door slowly closed behind him. Lin Shiyu, with a clear target, locked his gaze straight onto the dirty clothes hamper in the corner.
Inside were the clothes the young man wore today: a white shirt, black suit pants, and sitting right on top, a small piece of fabric that was his freshly changed intimate wear.
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