Lin Yue Shu had considered that tonight he might end up with a “chrysanthemum nailed to a stake,” but when he saw Huo Yi Sen drive the car into the underground garage, he slowly formed a question mark in his mind.
After parking the car, Huo Yi Sen left and returned with a box of anti-allergy medicine in his hand. He got into the back seat and saw Lin Yue Shu curled up in the corner, hugging his legs, biting his collar tightly, and scratching his neck and arms, leaving red marks and bloodstains on his skin.
It seemed that Lin Yue Shu had sobered up completely. When he saw Huo Yi Sen sitting down, his face was filled with astonishment: “Representative Huo, why… why is it you…”
Huo Yi Sen looked at him for a while and tossed the allergy medicine into his lap. “Just passing by,” he said.
“You should be grateful you hitched a ride with me, otherwise just the drunk driving would have landed you in detention for ten days to half a month,” Huo Yi Sen added.
Lin Yue Shu lowered his head, continuously scratching his neck: “I… I felt terrible, I was in a hurry to drive to the hospital.”
Seeing that his neck was almost scratched raw, Huo Yi Sen frowned deeply and grabbed Lin Yue Shu’s hand to stop him: “Don’t scratch, you’re bleeding.”
Lin Yue Shu continued to scratch with his other hand: “It’s too itchy, like a nest of ants gnawing at me.”
He frantically scratched and clawed, trying to stuff his collar into his mouth, while mumbling with unfocused eyes: “I drank so much, yet they still think my apology isn’t sincere. I… feel terrible, I’m itchy.”
Huo Yi Sen’s frown deepened, his dark eyes like turbulent ice. “Where’s your husband? Doesn’t he care about you?” His voice was low, especially when he said “husband,” it was chilling to the bone.
Lin Yue Shu broke free from his grip, using both hands to scratch while crying and shaking his head: “I was wrong, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have drugged them, shouldn’t have broken them up, I deserve this.”
After a long silence, the car suddenly sank. The next second, darkness loomed over Lin Yue Shu’s head, and a terrifying aura pressed down heavily.
His hands were pinned together and raised above his head, and then he felt a light bite on his neck. Lin Yue Shu couldn’t help but hiss, which seemed to encourage Huo Yi Sen, turning the light bite into a heavy gnaw.
“It hurts… don’t bite me.” Lin Yue Shu shrank his neck, using his chin to push Huo Yi Sen’s face away.
Huo Yi Sen lifted his head, his eyes filled with a sinister chill: “Does it hurt more, or itch more?”
Lin Yue Shu tightly closed his eyes, his eyelashes glistening with tiny droplets, his voice fragmented and chaotic: “It hurts…”
As soon as the word left his mouth, Lin Yue Shu hadn’t even processed it before Huo Yi Sen lowered his head again, biting his vulnerable neck. His teeth ravaged from the neck to the collarbone, to the chest.
Lin Yue Shu felt both pain and pleasure, not daring to breathe, biting his lower lip to restrain himself.
The space inside the Phaeton wasn’t particularly spacious, and Huo Yi Sen’s 192 cm height made it feel even more cramped. Lin Yue Shu tilted his head, whimpering. He didn’t know when his clothes were gone, or when his pants had slipped to his ankles.
The dense stinging pain overshadowed the itchiness caused by the allergy rash. The tall figure, restricted by the cramped space, could only find ways to create more room for himself.
Starting point, end point. End point, starting point. Each time, reaching the furthest point possible.
“Representative Huo…”
“Slow… slow…”
Occasionally, someone passed by the garage late at night, seeing a black car rocking in place, and left with a snicker.
Huo Yi Sen had great stamina, but hearing the other person’s discomfort, and given the narrow space in the car, he couldn’t fully demonstrate his deep in-and-out skills. He supported Lin Yue Shu’s waist, speaking softly: “Get on top.”
Lin Yue Shu, still unsatisfied, hurriedly climbed on when the other suddenly stopped, spreading his knees wide. He hadn’t tried this position before, fumbling for a long time without successfully getting in.
The more anxious he got, the less he could find the right way, sweating all over. Huo Yi Sen seemed to find his fumbling annoying, lifting his waist heavily.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Someone, someone.” Out of the corner of his eye, Lin Yue Shu seemed to see a few figures moving back and forth beside the car.
Huo Yi Sen glanced at the car window, only seeing two or three shadows moving outside. He increased the force. Since you like to listen, listen to your heart’s content.
“I’m scared… someone, I don’t want to do it anymore, sob sob…”
“So you want to clamp me off, let everyone watch the show.”
“No, it’s not…”
Lin Yue Shu was already so overwhelmed with pleasure that he didn’t know what was what, his mind filled with deep and shallow thoughts. He thought, in the next life, he must be a stray dog, so he could do it freely on the roadside, in the square, in front of shops, anywhere visible to everyone. That would be great.
*
When Lin Yue Shu woke up, he instinctively moved his legs. They were sore and numb from being spread for too long. He had actually fallen asleep while being done by Huo Yi Sen. His body wasn’t as itchy anymore, and the rash had subsided quite a bit.
Lin Yue Shu glanced at Huo Yi Sen, who was dressed neatly in the driver’s seat, then at the time. Four hours had passed. Huo Yi Sen was really something. No sarcasm intended.
It’s just that Huo Yi Sen always left after pulling up his pants, never lingering for post-coital cuddling, and certainly never helping him clean up. No matter how intense the process was, he wouldn’t even give him a kiss.
Lin Yue Shu rubbed his temples tiredly. It didn’t matter, doing that with Huo Yi Sen wasn’t out of love anyway.
Hearing movement, Huo Yi Sen put down his phone: “I’ll take you home, where do you live?”
Lin Yue Shu thought for a moment, then reminded him once again: “Even though my husband is annoyed with me, anyone would be upset seeing their wife being sent home by another man.”
Huo Yi Sen let out a cold snort through his nose, started the car, and drove out of the underground garage, then unlocked the car with a “click” by the roadside. He said nothing, just waiting for Lin Yue Shu to make his own choice.
Lin Yue Shu leaned over: “Aren’t you giving me cab fare today?”
Huo Yi Sen still didn’t speak, seemingly unwilling to answer such a stupid question.
Lin Yue Shu got out of the car on his own, and after closing the door, just like last time, Huo Yi Sen threw out a few hundred bucks from the car, along with the anti-allergy medicine.
Before Lin Yue Shu could say thank you, the car sped away. Lin Yue Shu cursed at the car’s rear: “Pretentious jerk.”
Lin Yue Shu took a cab home, not expecting that at two in the morning, his cheap husband was still sitting in the living room reading a newspaper. Without looking up, he said “Good night” and limped upstairs.
Shao Cheng Yan glanced over from behind the newspaper, and when he saw the shameless bite marks on Lin Yue Shu’s neck and his strange walking posture, the newspaper crumpled in his hands, his eyes turning red with anger, almost bleeding.
Moreover, his breathing became rapid. Shao Cheng Yan put down the newspaper and strode into the bathroom, where curses echoed continuously: “Damn, motherfucker, slut, whore.”
…
After showering, Lin Yue Shu pitifully cleaned himself up and went to bed with his injuries. He lay flat, legs crossed, hands on his stomach, savoring the reckless scenes in the underground garage.
Huo Yi Sen wasn’t without merits; perhaps he took pity on him today and took the initiative to help him out. Lin Yue Shu smiled with curved eyes. Great, I’ll find you next time.
Before sleeping, he opened Weibo to take a look, and as he scrolled, he laughed again. Huo Yi Sen was indeed a man of action; apart from that unpleasantness, everything else was like a race against time.
The top trending topics were all about “Lin Yue Shu,” one of which was about a mysterious hotel waiter who inexplicably saw Smith following Lin Yue Shu into the bathroom, inexplicably heard their argument, and inexplicably went online to explain the situation.
Netizens were slapped in the face.
[Ah… so that’s it, then… the vice president didn’t deserve that beating.]
[This circle is really a mess. You choose a washed-up star as a spokesperson, fine, but why covet someone’s ass? No wonder this circle is getting worse.]
[Poor thing… Little washed-up star thought he was going to turn the tables, but in the end, it was all a dream.]
While netizens were sympathizing with Lin Yue Shu, another trending topic shot up: #Alder Jewelry Vice President Suspended, Suspected of Embezzlement#
The internet exploded.
[Is it really such a coincidence??? A vice president of such a big brand gets suspended just like that? I don’t believe it without a big shot pulling strings behind the scenes.]
[What kind of background does Lin Yue Shu have? Getting a top luxury endorsement is one thing, but offending the vice president and possibly getting him a fashion prison uniform? Is he really just an ordinary kid from a poor family?]
[It’s normal, if you looked like LYS, you’d only have a poor childhood, and then enjoy wealth and prosperity.]
[Oh please, stop sending water armies. What does he look like? In the entertainment industry, he’s just an extra. Stop the mindless praise.]
[Agreed, when will the ugly children of capital stop tormenting my dragon eyes.]
[Isn’t he good-looking?? Look at yourself first, if you don’t have a mirror, there’s always urine.]
Lin Yue Shu scrolled through the comments, and after witnessing the netizens’ faces, he agreed even more with the saying: Not being envied is mediocrity.
*
A few trending topics officially introduced the name “Lin Yue Shu” to the internet. Although some Huo Xiao fans subjectively believed that Lin Yue Shu relied on capital to snatch a top luxury endorsement from a top star, mocking and cursing him non-stop, there were still more people with a conscience.
After understanding the whole story of the “Alder Vice President Attacked by Spokesperson” incident, Lin Yue Shu successfully gained a wave of fans. After not checking for a night, his Weibo followers surged by a million.
Even though some Huo Xiao fans said he had an “ordinary passerby face,” they couldn’t help but secretly admit—Lin Yue Shu was objectively beautiful.
Even without many works, some bloggers had already started editing videos of his beauty.
Early in the morning, Lin Yue Shu received a call from his agent, Liu Yao, saying that a few small, unknown manufacturers wanted him to shoot commercials. Lin Yue Shu skimmed through them; they were all for things like shower gel, condoms, body lotion, and baby diapers.
None of these caught Lin Yue Shu’s eye. But he still chose to take on a body lotion commercial, not for the money, but to have a reason to thank Huo Yi Sen.
Lin Yue Shu also knew that if he directly told Huo Yi Sen he wanted to treat him to a meal as a thank you, with Huo Yi Sen’s fake serious and pretentious nature, he would definitely decline.
He propped his chin, his mind starting to work quickly.
Author’s Note: ———————-