To be honest, Qiu Ye had never had such a difficult sleep in his life.
He remained in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, his entire being in a daze.
Opening and closing his eyes, he didn’t even know if he had actually fallen asleep, but a glance at the time showed that several hours had already passed.
First, there was the faint fragrance coming from Bai Yao…
When he was hospitalized before, Qiu Ye had caught a hint of body fragrance from him, but it hadn’t been clear or particularly special.
Perhaps the small space created by the bed curtains had trapped the scent, or perhaps the fragrance had grown stronger; regardless, every breath he took was filled with an aroma that made his heart race.
Then, there was Bai Yao’s petite frame…
Although he had known for a while that Bai Yao had a bit of a chest and a backside, actually sleeping together made the phone’s light trace soft, beautiful curves.
Contact between their limbs was inevitable, and it felt soft—it felt as if he were truly sharing a bed with a girl, and his mind began to wander.
More importantly, there was the way this guy slept.
It was truly hard to watch.
Qiu Ye had yielded again and again until his back was pressed against the railing.
There was simply no more room to retreat.
Yet, Bai Yao lay on his side, curled into a ball, his small backside always pushing against Qiu Ye’s lower abdomen.
The distance was delicate, leaving Qiu Ye to pray that his “little brother” would stay calm.
‘This is a man!’
But the faint fragrance, the soft and tender skin, and the pert backside pressing against his abdomen were all stimulating his senses…
This was his “life-and-death” little angel of a friend; he didn’t want to be misunderstood as being gay and have their friendship end right then and there! If he had known, he would have been better off sleeping on the wooden floor with a jacket for a blanket.
“Mmm…”
Bai Yao suddenly let out a soft mumble in his sleep, startling Qiu Ye into full alertness.
Feeling guilty, he didn’t dare move a muscle.
He watched as Bai Yao turned over to face him, his small head almost burrowing into Qiu Ye’s chest.
With a stiff neck, Qiu Ye lowered his head slightly.
His breath was filled with the scent of shampoo and Bai Yao’s natural fragrance.
His spirit, withered from a sleepless night, suddenly surged, and his heart began to thud rapidly once more.
Whether intentionally or not, Qiu Ye always felt like Bai Yao was a girl; it felt like he was falling asleep while holding a young lady.
He didn’t even know where to put his hands.
His left arm was raised high, while his right arm was positioned between the two of them.
His raised left arm was so stiff his muscles ached, and his unhealed injuries sent sharp twinges of pain through him.
In the end, he had no choice but to lower his arm and lay it flat at his side.
‘If I just move my hand forward a little, I could wrap it around Bai Yao’s slender waist.’
That thought flashed through Qiu Ye’s mind, but his reason stopped him without hesitation.
He didn’t want to make Bai Yao angry… at least, not the kind of anger that didn’t come from his teasing.
***
The sky brightened imperceptibly, and scattered footsteps and voices appeared in the hallway outside the dormitory.
The bedframe vibrated slightly as Chen Zhilong crept out of bed.
Following his biological clock, Bai Yao’s sleeping consciousness gradually began to wake.
‘So warm…’
In a half-asleep state, Bai Yao subconsciously moved closer to the source of warmth and comfort.
‘Huh?’
He dreamed that someone was embracing him, that he was burrowing into someone’s chest.
It was as warm as hiding under a thick quilt on a cold, rainy night, and as pleasant as lying on a rocking chair soaking up the sun in the afternoon.
Perhaps feeling that something was off, Bai Yao turned over again.
‘Eh? Wait…’
This time, he felt even more out of place.
He wiggled his backside, then snapped his eyes open in the next second.
Upon opening his eyes, he saw that one-third of the bed was empty.
Bai Yao realized that he and Qiu Ye were practically stacked on their sides together.
With his back pressed against Qiu Ye’s chest, they were only occupying the remaining two-thirds of the bed.
Startled, he quickly scurried forward, moving away from the scorching heat against his backside.
With a flushed face, he turned back to look at the still-sleeping Qiu Ye.
Qiu Ye looked miserable.
Despite being over six feet tall, he was huddled pitifully against the railing in an awkward position.
The blanket had long since been hogged by Bai Yao.
Seeing his pathetic state, Bai Yao’s irritation vanished instantly.
Feeling guilty, he shared half the blanket, covering Qiu Ye with it.
‘Wait, is this my fault?’
His sleeping posture was a bit too terrible; he had nearly pushed Qiu Ye off the bed.
Besides, it seemed like he was the one who had turned over in his daze, which led to his backside pressing against him…
He was a man, so it was normal to be energetic in the morning.
‘Qiu Ye is still sleeping, so I can’t really blame him, can I?’
Like a guilty thief, Bai Yao hid his head under the covers, leaving only his dark eyes and the tips of his red ears visible as he watched Qiu Ye’s face.
**[Task Complete… It should have been a night of passion. Did you actually not make a move on him? Is it “playing hard to get”? Or has your desire decreased with age?]**
**[Could it be that your charm still hasn’t moved him?]**
**[Reward: 100 Cash]**
The system settlement voice echoed in his mind, drawing Bai Yao’s attention away.
Noticing that Bai Yao was no longer looking at him, Qiu Ye finally pretended to yawn.
His voice was incredibly raspy.
“What time is it?”
“Huh?”
Bai Yao checked his phone in a panic.
“7:30 AM. You can sleep a bit longer.”
“Alright, I’ll close my eyes for a little while longer.”
Qiu Ye closed his eyes, yawning repeatedly.
‘Thank goodness. Bai Yao didn’t realize I’ve been awake for a long time… otherwise, we might not even be able to stay friends!’
He secretly rejoiced. The soft sensation of Bai Yao’s body seemed to linger on him, especially that small backside—pert, rounded, and compact…
‘Shoot! Don’t think about it!’
Bai Yao lingered in bed playing on his phone.
After another ten minutes passed, the bed curtains were pulled open a crack.
Chen Zhilong reached in and patted the mattress.
“You two, time to get up. It’s already past eight.”
“What the hell do you mean eight? It’s barely past 7:40.”
“We’re getting up.”
Chen Zhilong watched as the curtains were fully opened, revealing Qiu Ye sitting at the head of the bed and Bai Yao still hiding under the covers.
He noticed the guilt and blush on Bai Yao’s face, while Qiu Ye also looked awkward and uneasy.
But he didn’t think much of it.
What could possibly happen between two men?
“I’m going to take a dump first.”
“Can’t you pick another time? I need the bathroom in a bit,” Qiu Ye grumbled as he climbed down. “Bai Yao, you’re still not getting up?”
“In a minute.”
Qiu Ye scratched his messy, bird-nest hair.
“Then I’m going to wash my hair.”
He took his body wash to the balcony, bent over the laundry sink, and shoved his head under the faucet, turning on the cold water.
The freezing tap water made him shiver, instantly waking him up.
Suddenly, Qiu Ye’s backside was smacked.
He turned his head. “Who was that?”
But the person had already deftly dodged out of his line of sight and smacked his backside again from the other side.
“Wang Zuhao, is that you? Just you wait, I’m going to kill you.”
Qiu Ye cursed, faintly sensing the person snickering behind him.
He rinsed the foam from his head and suddenly reached out, catching the person’s arm by surprise.
As soon as he touched it, Qiu Ye realized something was wrong.
The arm was thin and soft, with a cool touch.
It didn’t feel like a man’s arm at all.
“Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!”
It was actually Bai Yao? He hadn’t expected this guy to be so mischievous.
“Why did you hit my butt?”
“You hit me last night too.”
“Holding a grudge, are we?”
Qiu Ye stood up and dried his hair with a towel before looking back at Bai Yao.
Bai Yao’s wrist had turned red from his grip.
He was rubbing his wrist with lowered eyes, his nose crinkled in dissatisfaction.
His expression was both aggrieved and adorable.
“Want to go grab breakfast? My treat.”
“Do you even have any money?”
“Whether I have money or not is none of your business.”
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