YanMingXiu carried ZhouXiang into the bedroom and threw him on the bed. Then, he proceeded to remove ZhouXiangâs outerwear and outer pants.
YanMingXiu was continuously kicked and punched by ZhouXiang. With this series of punches, his face was also bruised and his expression looking very unsightly. This effort in subduing ZhouXiang made him sweat profusely.
After ZhouXiang was tied up and couldnât move, he could only look at YanMingXiu coldly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
YanMingXiu completely ignored his chilling expression as he removed the rest of ZhouXiangâs clothes except for his underwear and draped a blanket over him, âJust stay like this for the coming two days. Donât think about going out. Iâll be watching over you.â
ZhouXiang chilling responded, âYanMingXiu, you bastard.â
YanMingXiu touched his flustered enraged face, âIâll release you after the launching film ceremony is over. Iâll do what I say and take you to see Director Zhang Ling on Monday. He was looking for investors some time ago. Iâll recommend you to be the lead actor. This role is not any worse than Dong Geâs role. What more could you be dissatisfied with?â
ZhouXiangâs dark pupils looked at him without hesitation, âYanMingXiu, if I say that all I want is WangYuDongâs role?â
YanMingXiu knitted his brows and responded coldly, âDo you really want Dong Geâs role or do you want to act in scenes with LanXiRong?â
âI want WangYuDongâs role! Will you give it?" ZhouXiang looked at him through gritted teeth.
YanMingXiuâs facial muscles are somewhat distorted. He canât understand why ZhouXiang is so paranoid. After a long time, he responded, âDong Geâs role is not one that you could act in. Besides, he is now considered to be a part of my Yan family, so we canât lose face.â
ZhouXiang forcefully smiled and uttered sarcastically, âYouâre right. What right do I have to play WangYuDongâs role? I will completely tarnish his image.â
âItâs good that you know it. Youâve just been Dong Geâs stuntman a few times. Do you really think that you could play the leading role? At that time when you find yourself incompetent, youâll just be putting yourself to shame.â It wasnât that YanMingXiu hasnât seen ZhouXiang act. Even though it was only as a stuntman, in order to get into the role, one must also coordinate his actions to make the appropriate facial expressions and say the lines. ZhouXiang is just an ordinary stuntman with average acting skills; it is incomparable to the level of proficiency of WangYuDong. With ZhouXiangâs image, it is not suitable to perform roles of a selfless undemanding hero who does not care about the mundane world. So for him to want to play WangYuDongâs role, he felt that ZhouXiang is merely overestimating himself. YanMingXiu might as well spend the money to create a role that is suitable for him. This might instead make him popular. Even though he does not want ZhouXiang to get popular at all but it seems that ZhouXiang himself wanted to be. He is willing to satisfy him as a way to compensate him.
YanMingXiu felt that his arrangement was reasonable. He didnât understand why ZhouXiang is being so persistent. ZhouXiang just didnât know what was good for him.
ZhouXiang hoarsely voiced, âEven though this role is not at all suitable for me, Iâve earned this opportunity myself. YanMingXiu, Iâm not going to accept your handout. I want to break up cleanly with you. I hope you could understand this.â
YanMingXiu narrowed his eyes, "Say it again?â
ZhouXiang looked at him fearlessly, âI said I want to break up with you cleanly.â
YanMingXiu rolled over and pressed on top of him. He pinched ZhouXiangâs chin. Because of his excessive force, ZhouXiang is in pain. YanMingXiu chillingly responded, âZhouXiang, donât make yourself so shameless.â
ZhouXiang gnashed his teeth, âLet me go!!!â
YanMingXiu unyieldingly responded, âNot possible.â
ZhouXiang turned his waist, wanting to push him off his body but YanMingXiu didnât even budge. Instead, he leaned down and propped his elbows on both sides of ZhouXiangâs face, looking at him condescendingly, his pair of deeply dark eyes closely glared at ZhouXiang.
Their noses almost touching each other.
YanMingXiu breathed softly, âZhouXiang, you donât know whatâs good for you. Iâve already said it to such extent, what more do you want?"
ZhouXiang closed his eyes. He knew that there was no way they could communicate.
Soft lips brushed over ZhouXiangâs lips. ZhouXiang opened his eyes and felt YanMingXiu kissing his lips, gently sucking it, with his deep black pupils looking at him with eagerness.
ZhouXiang wanted to turn his face but YanMingXiu gripped his chin so ZhouXiang was forced to accept this slightly lingering kiss.
YanMingXiu gently gasped and softened his tone. For the first time ever, he used a negotiating tone, âXiang Ge, letâs stop fighting. Weâve always been getting along very well. Isnât it good to be just like we were before?"
ZhouXiang bitterly laughed twice, âCan you like me the way you like WangYuDong?â
YanMingXiu looked at him silently. He didnât like ZhouXiang comparing himself with WangYuDong. They are completely separate. WangYuDong is his first love, is a precious treasure that he could never have and also is his brother-in-law. ZhouXiang is...
What is ZhouXiang?
ZhouXiang is the person who would cook him all sorts of good foods. He is the person who would lay down on the bed first to warm up the blankets in the winter so that when he got out the shower, he could immediately sleep warmly and comfortably. He is the first person he sees when he comes home and is the person who could instantly make him relax. He is the person that always had a smile on his face. He is the person that is extremely compatible with him in love making, giving him unsurpassable intensive pleasure.
ZhouXiang and WangYuDong are not the same. WangYuDong seems to exist only in his fantasy but ZhouXiang is real.
The smile on ZhouXiangâs face is extremely somber, âCanât right? Then we canât be the same as before.â
YanMingXiu only felt perplexed. There are some irrational words he wanted to say to refute, but couldnât say it. What does he want to do with ZhouXiang? What is ZhouXiangâs place in his heart? Even he himself does not know.
The only thing he knows is that he doesnât want to be separated from ZhouXiang.
ZhouXiang looked at YanMingXiuâs silent expression and felt completely overwhelmed by disappointment.
If YanMingXiu tells him that he âlikes himâ in this moment, even if he was just lying to him, perhaps he might waver and change his mind.
But as expected, YanMingXiu didnât even make an effort to lie to him. This kind of honest bluntness is chilling.
ZhouXiang closed his eyes and turned his head. He no longer wanted to say even a word.
He felt YanMingXiu quietly getting under the blanket with both of his hands meandered around his waist, caressing every inch of his scorching hot skin.
YanMingXiu softly muttered behind his back, âZhouXiang... I miss you a little.â
ZhouXiang laid passively as his underwear was getting removed and his thighs spread apart. YanMingXiu lay sideways behind him; with his familiarity with ZhouXiangâs body, he effortlessly squeezed his cock into ZhouXiangâs tight passage.
ZhouXiang suppressed himself from making any sounds. There had never been a time when sex made him felt as miserable as it did now. Yet, he had no strength to resist.
YanMingXiu hugged his waist tightly. ZhouXiangâs silence made him endlessly flustered. He slowly gasped and uttered unbearably into ZhouXiangâs ears, âZhouXiang... I miss you.â
His voice even slightly tinged with grievance, but still, he didnât get a response. Feeling a bit furious, he turned them over and kneel on the bed with their position in doggy-style as he clutched ZhouXiangâs thighs and ruthlessly thrust into him from behind.
ZhouXiang buried his face in the blanket and tightly pressed his lips, not wanting to make a sound. The more YanMingXiu wanted to humiliate him, the more he wouldnât let YanMingXiu get his way.
But he knew that YanMingXiu could easily shatter his self-esteem. Because up until this moment, YanMingXiu still refused to look at his face during sex. ZhouXiangâs entire worth to YanMingXiuâs is only that he had a back silhouette very similar to WangYuDong.
ZhouXiang opened his eyes. His expression is more lucid than ever.
He could let go of YanMingXiu. With enough time, he could let go of YanMingXiu.
YanMingXiu didnât continue to do it with him well into the middle of the night as he usually does. Instead, he stopped after once. Unresponsive sex made him feel awful. No matter how satisfied his body is, his heart is void. He really misses the days when he and ZhouXiang would make intensive passionate love, the kind of carefree, uninhibited dripping wet sex. Would he be able to experience it again?
YanMingXiu wiped ZhouXiangâs lower body with a wet towel and then hugged him under the blanket.
ZhouXiangâs back was originally facing him, but that made him feel quite uncomfortable so he turned ZhouXiang over.
ZhouXiang looked at him and slowly closed his eyes.
YanMingXiu held him overbearingly in his arms and said in a low-pitched voice that only the two of them could hear, âXiang Ge, I wonât treat you as WangYuDong again.â
ZhouXiang did not say anything.
A deathly silent night.
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When LanXiRong called ZhouXiangâs phone, YanMingXiu had wanted to throw his phone on the ground, but he restrained himself and blacklisted LanXiRong.
YanMingXiu really did what he said. He forcefully put ZhouXiang under house arrest for two days. But he didnât have ZhouXiang tied up the entire time. Instead, he locked the door from the outside and hid the keys and his phone. Unless ZhouXiang threw caution out of the wind and didnât care to shamelessly cry out for help inside the house, otherwise YanMingXiu was constantly staring at him. He had no way to escape from this condo.
He has lived in this place for 30 years. There was not one neighbor that didnât know him. He couldnât afford to be that shameless.
On the afternoon of the film launching ceremony, LanXiRong, CaiWei and President Wang separately called ZhouXiang several times. The phone was always busy and the three were busily preoccupied with their work so didnât have the time to look into his matters or pay much attention to it.
At 8âo clock in the evening, ZhouXiang did not appear at the press conference. Instead, it was WangYuDong who showed up, impeccably dressed, appearing as the lead actor. It was as if nothing had happened. They were all dumbstruck.
In front of so many cameras and dozens of reporters, Director Wang couldnât quarrel with WangYuDong. So just like how it was rehearsed, they had a seemingly joyful film launching ceremony. Nothing has changed, as if the complicated matters that happened outside of the ceremony didnât happen. The rumors of WangYuDongâs lead role being replaced were completely discredited.
All are happy.
Only ZhouXiang watched as time slowly ticked by, as if the blood in his body has completely been drained and is getting colder and colder.
He had already given up.
The position of the leading actor, he may need to blaze a new trail to get it. But he obviously did not have that kind of life. He doesnât have the life of a lead actor. He could only naturally resign himself to being a stuntman. No matter how hard he strive for it and fought to get a leading role, in the end, it only proved that he is just a fool.
He could only be a stuntman.
ZhouXiang didnât feel anything, no disappointment, no anger, and also no regrets... because YanMingXiu had given him two days to be mentally prepared for this ending. He calmly accepted it.
The next morning, YanMingXiu gave him back his keys and phone and told him that he would take him to see Director Zhang Ling.
âIâll do what I say and give you a role that is suitable for you. However popular you want to be, Iâll fulfill it for you.â
ZhouXiang didnât resist as he was dragged to the car.
YanMingXiu arranged to meet Zhang Ling at a hotel café. They arrived ten minutes earlier. The two sat on the sofa as they waited for Zhang Ling.
ZhouXiang said that he needed to go to the bathroom.
ZhouXiang appeared to be very calm and YanMingXiu didnât think too much as he let him go. He didnât know why but when he stared at ZhouXiangâs back silhouette, up until ZhouXiang disappeared at the corner, this back that is no different from usual, still looking very much like WangYuDongâs back, but YanMingXiu could no longer think of WangYuDong as he look at this back. He clearly realized that it is ZhouXiang.
If he knew at this moment that this would be the last time he would ever see ZhouXiang, he would be willing to pay any price just to return to this day.
End of the Chapter