Mr. Liu, Who Compromised
After washing the cups, I went into the bedroom, took the spare bedding out of the wardrobe, and turned around just in time to see President He staring at me with pleading eyes. He stared so hard that I somehow felt guilty for no reason.
Helpless, I put the quilt back, let out a breath, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“He Xin, what do you mean by this?” I asked as calmly as I could.
He seemed surprised by my question. “I’m pursuing you!”
“……” You fucking never said that! No, that wasn’t the point, “I’m a man.”
“I know.”
For a moment, I was actually at a loss for words. “You should like women.” A feeling like this was destined to be rejected by your family and by society.
“There’s no should when it comes to feelings,” He Xin answered seriously.
“But I like girls.” Ignoring the strange emotion in my heart, that was how I replied. At that time, I was still a straight man. Maybe.
“Is that so? It’s fine.” He Xin rarely smiled, and the look in his eyes carried an emotion I was unfamiliar with.
What else could I say! I lay back down by the bed, and the knot I’d been carrying for so long was like sand blown away by the wind, leaving no trace behind.
Every day, He Xin insisted on finding time to date me, it should probably be called dating, and for some reason I never refused. Aside from being unable to refuse, that small indulgence in my heart didn’t even know where it came from, or where it would eventually go.
My feelings at the time were probably a little tangled, but it didn’t show on my face, and I didn’t want to think about it in daily life anyway, so the days passed quietly and full.
The occasional small gift wasn’t expensive enough to call for a return gift, but it was practical. Yet little by little, I had unknowingly owed him a great deal.
Sometimes, seeing the emotion in his eyes moved me, and then when I thought of something, that hot feeling would slowly cool, until it turned ice-cold.
Deep down, I knew what the outcome of this relationship would be. It would not be happy.
Even knowing that, my heart was still corroded bit by bit, infiltrated bit by bit, until there was nowhere left to run.
At last, after the incident where I fell into the water, I agreed to him.
That day the sun was bright. In late autumn, weather like that was truly rare, though the wind was still strong.
I was walking by the lake in a knitted sweater, and He Xin wore a beige overcoat. He buried his face in the raised collar, the kind of constitution that was sensitive to the cold. He always found it strange that I wore so little yet still stayed warm enough to attract him closer.
“Help…… mnh…… help…… me……” A child was struggling in the water, screaming for help.
In the blink of an eye, the upright figure beside him vanished from the shore.
Hiss, the water in late autumn was bone-chillingly cold. My calf gave warning signs of cramping, but I sped up and pushed the child toward the shore. The pain from the cramp quickly flooded my nerves of sensation, and I subconsciously opened my mouth. Lake water rushed into my mouth and nose, terribly uncomfortable. I felt my body’s sinking stop, and my wrist was gripped tightly, a little painful.
With everyone’s efforts, I made it safely ashore. After choking on a few mouthfuls of water, my consciousness was still a little fuzzy. Seeing that I was fine, the kind passersby nearby dispersed one after another.
He Xin’s arms clamped around me so tightly that my bones creaked. His breath was brushing over my neck, warm enough to make one linger.
“Don’t ever do that again.” His voice was muffled.
I reached up and rubbed his soft hair, feeling a drop of water, still carrying body heat, fall onto my neck.
“Mm.”
“Let’s try it.” After a long silence, I finally spoke.
He pulled back from my shoulder. He had just cried, and the corners of his eyes were still a little red, looking especially pitiful, his eyes full of disbelief.
“Really?” His voice trembled so badly it was almost unintelligible.
“Mm.” I answered seriously.
Feelings had never been one person’s business.
Very soon, we upgraded into lovers who were madly in love.
Pink bubbles floated through the air every day.
A quiet café was perfect for discussing private matters. I sat in the corner, and across from me was a middle-aged woman, Mrs. Zhou Qin He.
I had thought the plot of novels was absurd beyond belief, but now it had truly happened to me.
“Ten million. Leave my son.” Mrs. He’s thin lips uttered those words.
I smiled to myself and didn’t say anything like, in your eyes, He Xin is only worth ten million, which would obviously only make the other side even angrier.
Seeing that I wasn’t speaking, Mrs. He frowned, creasing her beautifully made-up brows. “How much do you want?”
“Let me ask.” I gave Mrs. He an apologetic smile and called He Xin.
“What do you think you’re worth?” I said with a faint smile.
“Priceless.” He was always that confident and honest.
“Do you think ten million is enough?” I could see Mrs. He’s sharp eyes and her innate arrogance. Strangely enough, I didn’t dislike it. Perhaps because of love by association, looking at those similar brows and eyes, I seemed to lose my temper.
“Not enough.” Simple and forceful.
I asked what he was doing, gave him a few reminders, then hung up and smiled at Mrs. He. “He Xin said ten million isn’t enough. It has to be endless money.”
“You two will break up.” Mrs. He coldly dropped that line and left, stepping on sky-high heels like a swan.
The roadside at dusk was actually deserted. That was strange. After hanging up the call from President He, who was urging me to come home, I sensed that something was off.
The next second, I was struck unconscious from behind by a blunt blow, and from then on I had no idea what day or year it was.
When I regained consciousness, I was already on a private plane, my hands locked in iron chains and unable to move. Fortunately, I could still see. I didn’t know where the destination would be. Feeling my heart beat, I actually felt reassured. As long as I wasn’t dead, that was enough.
No one wasn’t afraid of death, and I was no exception.
Feeling the plane land, I let out a breath. Being in the sky was not pleasant.
A faint light had spread across the horizon. It was already dawn.
Looking at the increasingly crowded people around me, with their different-colored eyes and hair, I felt the exotic flavor of a foreign country. I might as well just treat it like travel.
I was sent to a filthy little restaurant, signed a slave contract, and then settled down.
During the day, I had to walk back and forth over the greasy few square meters of floor in the little diner, being a proper waiter. At night, I stayed in the kitchen washing dishes until deep into the night, and in the end I curled up on the hard wooden bed for a few hours.
You asked me why I didn’t run? With no documents, smuggling in was my only way, but I didn’t have any connections either.
So, even though there was no salary at this little restaurant, I still worked with enthusiasm, quietly making contact with the locals and learning from them.
It was exhausting, and not even fulfilling. Every day I had the illusion that I would work myself to death like this.
Maybe I was just born hard to kill. When He Xin found me, I was weakly scrubbing dishes. I hadn’t cried yet, but he started crying first.
Clearly a cold person at heart, yet he had cried in front of me twice. How could I not be moved? I held him tightly. He had gotten thinner, and his bones dug into me a little painfully.
The moment I let go, he kissed me, blocking all words. He had his eyes open and tears streaming down his face, and the fierce motion of his mouth made me genuinely feel like a human being again. I had thought I’d already gone numb.
I stroked his back soothingly and began to respond. As I moved, his stiff, tense body gradually relaxed.
Even now, I still found it astonishing that I had been able to stand and kiss him at the time. I was clearly beyond my body’s limit and could collapse at any moment.
Everything in the He family was already under He Xin’s control. It wasn’t that He Xin lacked the courage to give it all up, but without the He family’s power he couldn’t find me, and if the He family collapsed, the entire city would be thrown into turmoil.
So dreamy, just like a novel.
Yes, right. I was the protagonist to begin with. I wrapped my arms around He Xin, smiled, and kissed his sexy lips. As expected, were men more excited in the morning?
Right, President?
“Mnh, Liu…… ha…… sir…… mm……” ←_←
Author’s note: The end ←_← There may be extras.