Let's take a nap together!

Hearing others speak so sarcastically, Jin Bao'er would probably just feel uncomfortable.

But hearing his big wolfhound say such things, he felt as if he were being slowly tortured by a dull knife.

It hurts terribly.

At that moment, only the two of them were in the entire dormitory, and the air was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Zhao Yuheng's trembling, aggrieved tone pierced Jin Bao'er like a needle.

"Brother Heng, no."

Jin Bao'er's voice was dry and had a strong nasal tone.

"Nothing?"

Zhao Yuheng pressed him for answers, his eyes red-rimmed, like a wounded wild beast.

"I didn't abandon you."

"Are you taking care of me because you feel sorry for me since my leg is injured?"

"If that's the case, I don't care! I don't care!"

Zhao Yuheng practically roared it out, his voice filled with grievance and resentment, his chest heaving violently.

How should we explain Jin Bao'er?

Just a few days ago he was hysterically telling him not to come near him, but these past few days he's been eagerly trying to get close to him.

Now that his leg has healed, he has suddenly lost his former enthusiasm.

Let alone Zhao Yuheng, if he were treated like this by his friends, he would probably go crazy.

Seeing Jin Bao'er standing there speechless, Zhao Yuheng was so angry that he jumped off the bed.

Because my left foot was still a little injured, I stumbled a bit when I jumped down.

His body tilted uncontrollably to one side, and he let out a soft hum.

Upon seeing this, Jin Bao'er's heart clenched suddenly.

He instinctively stepped forward to check, but Zhao Yuheng shoved him away forcefully.

"Get out of my way! You really enjoy messing with me, don't you?"

"You can be nice to me if you want, and mean me if you want? Am I really that worthless?!"

Zhao Yuheng's bloodshot eyes were filled with rage, his entire face was terrifying with anger, and his aura was terrifying.

He pressed closer and closer until their chests were almost touching.

That oppressive aura belonging to a man instantly enveloped Jin Bao'er.

Jin Bao'er really didn't know what to do.

How could he have made things like this?

Either sever all ties with Heng Ge and never see him again...

Either ruthlessly extinguish those inappropriate thoughts in your heart...

But he couldn't make any of the choices.

That's why we're in this situation today.

He truly hated his own cowardice, hated that he was gay, which was why he and Hengge were trapped in such a predicament.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Jin Bao'er really didn't know what to do.

Tears welled up in my eyes without warning and then burst forth instantly.

He didn't cry when Zhao Yuheng scolded him before.

He didn't cry when he made up his mind to leave Zhao Yuheng.

Only when Zhao Yuheng scolded him with a sense of grievance did he feel like crying.

He really didn't want this to happen, and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

But because of his greed, he still hurt this person who was so good to him.

He deserves to die, he deserves to die!

Zhao Yuheng just watched Jin Bao'er with tears streaming down her face.

The angry face suddenly calmed down at that moment.

He watched as Jin Bao'er cried, her shoulders trembling, like an abandoned little animal, and his anger instantly dissipated.

Instead, a sharp pang of heartache washed over me.

"Jin Bao'er, I'll just ask you one question: do you still want me as your brother?"

Zhao Yuheng took a deep breath, as if he had mustered all his courage to say those words.

He doesn't want to know Jin Bao'er's reasons for doing this; he just wants to know if he's important to him.

Upon hearing this, Jin Bao'er looked up at the "big wolfhound" with bloodshot eyes.

She pursed her lips, tears blurring her vision, but nodded three times in a row, each nod with utmost force.

After saying that, Zhao Yuheng pulled Jin Bao'er into his arms and hugged her tightly.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but seeing Jinbao crying her eyes out made him feel especially sad.

Now he has reaffirmed his place in Kim Bo-ah's heart.

He just wanted to hold this person close to his chest and never let go.

This was the first time Jin Bao'er had been held like this while standing by Zhao Yuheng.

Her cheek was pressed tightly against the other's chest, hot and hard, and she could hear Zhao Yuheng's strong heartbeat.

"Thump, thump, thump," lively yet steady, exceptionally reassuring.

Jin Bao'er made a vow in her heart.

She must never again harbor any improper thoughts about Zhao Yuheng, and she must never let her status affect his life.

Let's become true brothers then.

From now on, he will be my own brother, and I will be his own brother.

I sincerely wish him well in marrying the girl he loves.

……

Strangely, neither of the two eldest brothers returned to the dormitory today.

After finishing the takeout that Jin Bao'er had bought, Zhao Yuheng casually lay down on Jin Bao'er's bed.

"Heng-ge, want to take a nap?"

"Together."

Zhao Yuheng patted the other side of the bed directly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Jin Bao'er: "..."

This single bed is already narrow, so it's hard for two people to sleep in it...

At this moment, the two of them were lying on a narrow bed!

They were facing each other sideways, their noses almost touching, and they could smell the faint scent of each other's shower gel.

Zhao Yuheng suddenly asked, "Have you ever slept in the same bed with anyone before?"

Jin Bao'er was taken aback: "No."

Zhao Yuheng said "Oh" and didn't say anything more, but quietly moved closer to him, their shoulders touching.

Jin Bao'er held her breath, feeling the other person's leg inadvertently drape over her.

The warm touch came through his thin shorts, and he dared not move, his body stiff as a stone.

As he was about to fall asleep, Zhao Yuheng mumbled incoherently.

"Don't move to the side, or you'll fall and I won't care."

After he finished speaking, a thick arm reached out and pulled him into its embrace.

She wrapped her arms loosely around his waist, her warm breath gently falling on the back of his neck.

Jin Bao'er was practically nestled in the other person's arms; it was very hot, thankfully there was a fan.

At the same time, he felt exceptionally safe, as if enveloped in a warm city, which made it easier for him to fall asleep.

A light drizzle began to fall outside, bringing a touch of coolness to this sweltering season.

Zhao Yuheng woke up first.

He then realized that he had Jin Bao'er wrapped in his arms, and Jin Bao'er was lying on her side, facing him.

Her long eyelashes drooped quietly, and she looked like a well-behaved kitten while sleeping.

Zhao Yuheng suddenly had an idea. He took out his phone from beside the bed and took a picture of Jin Bao'er's sleeping face.

Unexpectedly, Jin Bao'er woke up at this moment, her eyes still blurry, and looked at Zhao Yuheng's phone.

He saw Zhao Yuheng patting him, but he neither dodged nor flinched.

He just stared at her, his eyes clear and innocent.

Zhao Yuheng quickly put away the photos, his ears turning slightly red, and stubbornly said:

"I'll take an ugly picture of you and keep it to threaten you later."

After saying that, he got up, stepped over Jin Bao'er, and jumped off the bed.

"I'm sweating so much in this hot weather, I feel so sticky. Let's take a shower together later."

Zhao Yuheng casually put on a pair of pants and a T-shirt, then went to get a change of clothes.

Seeing that Jin Bao'er hadn't moved and was just staring blankly at him, he raised an eyebrow and said:

"What? You won't even come with me to take a bath?"

Jin Bao'er: "..."

It wasn't that he was unwilling; he was afraid of committing a crime!

And so, Jin Bao'er was half-heartedly dragged by Zhao Yuheng toward the public bathhouse.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of rain, and the two of them, wearing slippers, walked "pat-pat" through the campus.

"Are your legs made of iron? Why are you walking so slowly!"

Zhao Yuheng saw Jin Bao'er walking slowly behind him.

She took a few steps back, grabbed his shoulder, and pushed him forward.

Jin Bao'er was panicking. As they got closer to the bathhouse, his anxiety grew.

But beneath that tension, there was also a hidden sense of anticipation.

He recalled the fleeting glimpse he'd caught while urinating last time, and he thought of Zhao Yuheng…

Thinking of this, Jin Bao'er's face instantly became so hot it could fry an egg.

He swallowed hard, his eyes involuntarily glancing at Zhao Yuheng's lower body before quickly looking away.

Good heavens, we're about to see Heng Ge's "big weapon," it's absolutely terrifying...

It was so tempting it was deadly.