Chapter 9

Everyone has what you have, what is the point of that?" Zuo Hang poured a glass of water and sat down on the sofa

When Su Zhanyu called his name for the second time, he made up his mind to pretend to be asleep. In fact, he was a bit tired and did not want to continue chatting aimlessly with Su Zhanyu.

Su Zhanyu gritted his teeth, managing to keep his hand from sliding uncontrollably towards the left side of Hang's body, but after holding on for a short while, he slowly leaned against Hang's back

Su Zhanyu's mind uncontrollably recalled the sight of the naked body he had seen that day while helping Zuo Hang take off his clothes, Zuo Hang's well-proportioned and slender figure swaying back and forth before his eyes

Zuo Hang heard Su Zhanyu turn on the television in the living room, then he turned down the volume. He sighed, sat up, and fished out a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it.

Su Zhanyu moved slightly closer to him and carefully reached out to touch his waist: "Zuo Hang?"

The mouse is digging a hole: You are angry, aren't you? I truly did not expect you to be this angry

He raised his hand slightly, attempting to air it out to become a bit more alert, desperately trying to dredge up some reason from the corners of his mind to suppress his intense desire to continue behaving lewdly towards his brother

He would want to slap himself for saying that. So, if Zuo Hang falls asleep, then everything is fine?

The mouse digs a hole: I am sorry

Before Zuo Hang could speak, he rushed out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him

Not a single thread is left hanging: let's not speak of these matters any further

His hand, covered by the underwear, rested beneath Zuo Hang. He could hear his own breathing gradually becoming heavier, and he could clearly recall the appearance beneath Zuo Hang. He applied a bit more pressure with his hand, gently kneading.

This mixed feeling of guilt and excitement stimulated his nerves, making it somewhat irresistible for him as he used his fingers to lift up the waistband of the left side of the underwear.

I know, no one is asking you to change, " Zuo Hang patted his shoulder and stood up, there is nothing more to say, " Sleep.

However, it failed

Zuo Hang remains silent, seemingly asleep and quite deeply.

As soon as I went online, I saw Zhao Chenxi was online. Just when I wanted to go incognito, Zhao Chenxi's message had already come through.

After Zuo Hang returned to the bedroom, he did not lock the door, but merely left it ajar

Su Zhanyu did not wait for Zhao Chenxi to say anything else, he exited QQ and stuffed his phone back under the pillow. Zhao Chenxi's words suddenly made him feel somewhat unhappy, what’s wrong with brother, just liking it, what’s wrong with playing with fire, it’s warm

Mouse digging a hole: I was too excited today, I thought you would at least call me on your birthday | silk | not | hanging: Aren't you unwilling to play with those guys from the hockey team? Half of the people today are from the team, and I also don't want my brother to know about these things Mouse digging a hole: But your brother still found out.

Not a single thread of attachment: This will almost exhaust my patience, can you please stop tormenting me like this in the future? I said from the very beginning that I do not want to be close to anyone, I just want to be alone and let the mice dig their holes: Understood.

Su Zhanyu leaned back on the sofa, his legs stretched out long, a lit cigarette dangling from his mouth, staring blankly at the television. The flickering light from the screen cast shadows on his face, and Left Hang could see his furrowed brows.

Damn, I got off track. Zuo Hang exhaled a puff of smoke out the window. Now he somewhat regretted having so clumsily stopped Su Zhanyu. He could have pretended to turn over, or feigned a stretch to scratch an itch; either option would have been better than catching him in the act like that.

However, he did not expect that Su Zhanyu's hand would reach over, nor did he anticipate the actions that would follow. At first, he remained silent out of concern that this young man would feel embarrassed, but when Su Zhanyu's hand touched him below, he actually experienced a momentary illusion. Therefore, what he said was not entirely a lie; he truly momentarily thought it was Dong Huan, even though she had never been so overtly provocative towards him.

Zuo Hang felt that he should say something more; otherwise, this "talk" would only consist of two or three sentences, which seemed rather inappropriate. However, until he took a lighter from the room and threw it to Su Zhanyu, he could not think of what to say next, and could only sigh: "I really don't understand how you could like men. What is the point..."

The mouse digs a hole: It cannot roll, it is too thin to roll smoothly

The breathing of Zuo Hang beside him sounded quite steady, but he seemed not to be asleep. Su Zhanyu was under a lot of pressure; he did not want to focus all his attention on Zuo Hang, yet he found it somewhat uncontrollable. Logically, having had a bit to drink should make one feel drowsy, even if not drunk, akin to having taken sleeping pills. Strangely, his mind was exceptionally clear now, and he could sense any slight movement from Zuo Hang.

Su Zhanyu lit a cigarette, resting one leg on the sofa while propping his arm on it, and mumbled indistinctly, "It's quite interesting."

Mice dig holes: Zhanyu, that is your brother, do not play with fire

Not a single thread of attachment: Don't pretend to be a philosopher with me, I am from the fire brigade

"It is convenient when doing it, and everyone knows how to make it comfortable," Su Zhanyu said with a smirk. "When you are with a girl, you might struggle and tire yourself out, and if you are given face, they might pretend to reach a climax to appease you. If not, they will directly categorize you as 'not good enough.' Behind the scenes, a few young girls might share their experiences, and your entire reputation could be ruined.

He has liked Zuo Hang since he was young. This inexplicably fascinated him, even though his older brother, who always carried a hint of impatience, would make him want to get closer, even if it was just following behind him or simply bringing some food to his brother as instructed by their grandmother, which would leave him feeling completely satisfied

What he fears the most is that Zuo Hang will ask him why, why do you want to touch? As soon as this question is asked, he feels that he will definitely be at a loss for words, because no matter how he answers, it will feel somewhat inappropriate

The brain was somewhat tirelessly bouncing around, perhaps due to the earlier ordeal with Zhao Chenxi, or perhaps because it was his first time coming out to his family. Su Zhanyu gently turned over, facing away from Zuo Hang, and took out his phone to find someone to chat with on QQ.

Thinking about touching this matter, Su Zhanyu found it even harder to fall asleep. He lay on the bed, turned his head to look at Zuo Hang, who was still breathing steadily. Aside from having lightly scratched his face a moment ago, Zuo Hang made no other movements.

Not a single thread is left hanging: I have gone to sleep

Su Zhanyu knew that it was not the right time to do such a thing under the current circumstances. Although Zuo Hang said nothing, he must have realized something. If he were to find out, how would one explain oneself?

Su Zhanyu's hand resting on Zuo Hang's waist was slightly sweaty, the air conditioning was quite strong, yet it could not compete with the hormones surging through his body like a stampede of wild horses, roaring like thunder

Zuo Hang did not respond, not even a change in his breathing

Su Zhanyu could not discern any emotion from Zuo Hang's words. After pondering for a long time in silence, he still could not understand what Zuo Hang truly meant. Finally, gritting his teeth, he jumped out of bed: "I will sleep in the living room, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at all"

"Hmm, I was originally asleep," Zuo Hang did not move, still maintaining his previous posture, his voice remained very soft. "In my dazed state, I thought it was Dong Huan, and almost prepared to cooperate. Just sleep, I'm so tired, you have such good energy."

Zuo Hang, having consumed alcohol, had a slightly elevated body temperature, and a faint scent of bath lotion mingled with his warm breath wafted towards him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath; this aroma perfectly stimulated his nerves. He slowly leaned in and gently brushed his lips against Zuo Hang's neck, then quickly turned his head away.

However, given the circumstances, I still have to go and get a bed back tomorrow. Although Zuo Hang said nothing, the implication in his words was quite clear: even if you like men, you cannot have inappropriate thoughts about your own brother

Then I can only say that I just want to touch a man, and you happen to be right there, so I casually touched you... This sounds even more absurd, no matter how you look at it, it will make him feel like he is a perverted rogue.

However, after closing his eyes for a short while, he couldn't help but open them again, his gaze continuing to rest on Zuo Hang. Zuo Hang was slightly thinner than him, but not without muscle; rather, he had a solid build, which he found quite appealing...

However, if he were to say it this way, Zuo Hang would likely find it difficult to accept. He does not dare to do so, as he does not want to frighten Zuo Hang

After taking a couple of puffs and feeling a choking sensation, I quickly got up to open the window, sitting on the windowsill and staring blankly at the moonlight outside

Just as his hand was about to reach into his pants, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the voice of Zuo Hang echoed in his ear: "Sleep now"

Su Zhanyu glanced at the other bedroom. Ever since the bed collapsed on his first day here, it had not been fixed. It seemed that Luo Hang had not been too concerned about the two of them sleeping in the same room; that room did not have air conditioning. However, Su Zhanyu had not forgotten that he should buy a new bed; he had simply been avoiding the topic. He just wanted to share a bed with Luo Hang.

"I don't feel that way," Zuo Hang's words were not meant to comfort Su Zhanyu. He did not exhibit any obvious discomfort, just found it a bit awkward. "But this matter... I don't know how to put it. Well, I am your brother, you understand what I mean, right?"

This is just a side note, Su Zhanyu smiled, tilted his head to exhale a thin stream of smoke, and after watching it dissipate in the air, he said, "Brother, this matter is not for me to decide, it's just like your preference for women."

After receiving a definitive answer, Zuo Hang finally ceased his inquiries. Su Zhanyu let out a sigh of relief; had the questioning continued, he would have been at a loss for how to respond.

Truly frustrating

"Brother." Su Zhanyu tentatively called out, his voice kept very low, but if Zuo Hang were awake, he would certainly be able to hear it

Understood, Su Zhanyu smiled, somewhat helplessly. The smile quickly flashed across his face, and he returned to his previous frowning expression. "I will use the lighter."

Not a single thread is left hanging: roll away

Zuo Hang took a sip of water from his cup and glanced sideways at Su Zhanyu: "You really say everything without hesitation."

He thought for a moment, extinguished the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, and opened the bedroom door

However, he privately hopes to be teased in this way, with lips, hands...

The hand that could rest upon him was, in any case, reluctant to withdraw; even if it were merely placed at his waist, one could feel his body gently rising and falling with each breath. Such temptation was indeed difficult for him to resist

If he doesn't turn his head, he could definitely kiss his way up the neck to the mouth of Zuo Hang, and then he might just receive a big slap.

"Shut up," Zuo Hang said, feeling increasingly confused. He quickly tried to refocus, "Are we discussing this?"

The temperature of Zuo Hang's body was transmitted through the hand, along with the soft and elastic sensation on the skin. Su Zhanyu tried his best not to pay attention to his lower body, making a concerted effort to imagine himself as a person with a disability who only had an upper body. However, despite relying solely on this gentle touch and the effects of alcohol, there was still a quick response below.

Fortunately, Zuo Hang has not moved; it seems he has passed out from the effects of alcohol.

Fell asleep? Su Zhanyu closed his eyes, unable to look any longer. This little bit of alcohol was not enough to get him thoroughly drunk, but he was all too aware that it was sufficient to stir up his restless desires.

Rationality was lost; when his hand went down again, it unexpectedly took the initiative to rest on Zuo Hang's waist along with his arm. The hand smoothly brushed against Zuo Hang's lower abdomen, and before he could react, it had swiftly reached Zuo Hang's underwear.

He actually never fell asleep; he was awake the entire time. When Su Zhanyu called him for the first time, he was thinking about Dong Huan. Of course, due to the influence of alcohol, he was not thinking about heartbreak, but rather about matters in bed. So to be precise, he was continuously thinking about those matters due to the previous topic of touching, and the subject was not limited to Dong Huan; it was just that, in terms of time, Dong Huan was the most recent.

"Zhan Yu," Zuo Hang supported himself against the door, "let us have a conversation"

Hmm," Su Zhanyu replied, his voice a bit hoarse, "You find it disgusting, don't you

Now, Su Zhanyu, feeling utterly ashamed, has fled to the living room to watch the silent television. He is here smoking in frustration, and this situation is indeed quite unsatisfactory

"... ... Brother," Su Zhanyu suddenly sat up, the cool breeze from the air conditioner blowing over him, making him feel as if every pore had first burst open and then contracted, cold sweat trickling down, "I... ... thought you were asleep... ..."

"Just say if this is the case," Su Zhanyu leaned against the armrest of the sofa, "When you are with Dong Huan, out of twenty times, how many times did you reach climax? Among those, how many were genuine? How many were just her putting on a show for your sake? As for the remaining times, where she didn't even want to pretend, purely to make you feel good, let's not even mention those."

He turned over, his face pressed against the pillow, and sighed. It felt good to say such things, but it was merely talk. At most, he would only dare to sneak a few touches when Zuo Hang was either drunk or sound asleep.

The mouse digs a hole: Today I realized that you like your brother

Truly indomitable

Zuo Hang's voice was very low, almost just a whisper, but to Su Zhanyu, it sounded like a thunderclap, more embarrassing than being seen naked by someone familiar. He felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of icy water, leaving him completely chilled to the bone

Not a single thread is left hanging: Who can be blamed for that

He does not necessarily have to take action; he has liked Zuo Hang for so long that he can hardly remember how many years it has been. Now, even just lying beside him brings a sense of satisfaction