CH 57
I Treat You as a Brother
The show went very well.
Fang Mo must have secretly practiced a lot during this time. He looked a little overcautious when he first went on stage, but he soon let go of his reservations.
The length of his uniform skirt on his body was just right, and every step he took was wild and fanciful, but even so, he couldnât see anything very clearly. Even knowing that there was a pair of sports shorts underneath, Xu Xiran couldnât help but feel worried.
When Fang Mo stood in the middle of the stage imitating Xiaoyao by drawing a heart in the air with two fingers, Xu Xiran, who was sitting under the stage, heard the sound of his heart being struck.
A boy sitting diagonally behind him loudly sighed: âI really want a girlfriend like that!â
After that, there was another boyâs voice: âWake up! I heard his voice from offstage earlier and heâs a guy.â
The previous voice was now full of panic: âOh, forget it, forget it.â
Xu Xiran thought to himself, what is this? Even if you want Fang Mo, do think heâs willing to be with you? They have no sense of reality. Then he thought, if you know heâs a man now, then so be it. You werenât genuinely interested anyway, so shallow.
After thinking about this, he quietly raised his hand and covered his face.
Iâm so done for. He shouted in his heart, Xu Xiran, please be a little more normal okay?!
~
In the end, their performance won third prize. The award money was distributed on the spot, and the amount was not worth mentioning compared to their initial investment, but everyone was still very happy.
Everyone gathered around for a short meeting, and someone suggested that they might as well have a big meal now and spend all the money. The suggestion was well received by all.
Many girls were too lazy to remove their makeup and only changed their clothes. Others had relatively normal outfits and didnât even bother changing their clothes. Fang Mo didnât dare to do that, and took off his whole costume, and washed his face clean.
When Xu Xiran ran backstage to go look for everyone, Fang Mo had just finished applying lotion and was patting his face.
âYou are so refined,â the girl beside him sighed, âI didnât even prepare any of this.â
Fang Mo was very generous, and pushed the bag of products in front of her: âUse mine, washing your face without applying anything after feels so unbearable.â
Xu Xiran quietly walked to his side and sat down, but did not make a sound. Fang Mo turned his head to look at him, and he smiled at Fang Mo.
It wasnât that he didnât want to talk, but that he didnât know what to say. After changing out of womenâs clothing Fang Mo finally returned to his former familiar appearance. But for some reason, when Xu Xiran looked at his face, a corner of his heart still throbbed unnaturally.
For the convenience of washing, Fang Mo clipped his bangs together with a hairpin and had not let them down yet. At this moment, it looked like a short onion stood on the top of his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead. The skin that has just been applied with water cream was faintly dewy.
This was the first time Xu Xiran had seen him like this.
He inwardly thought, good-looking people really look good in everything.
âNo wonder your skin is so good,â the girl looked down at his skincare set, shook her head, and sighed, âBetter than mine!â
Fang Mo was a little embarrassed for some reason. He took a quick look at Xu Xiran, lowered his head, and coughed: âMy friend gave it to me.â
âZou Shun gave it to you, right?â the girl smiled, âWhere is he?â
âHe left,â Fang Mo shook his head helplessly, âAs soon as he stepped off stage, he quickly changed and went off with his boyfriend in their two-person world. He wonât be having dinner with us tonight.â
The girl sighed: âAi, you boys are too sweet in pairs.â
As she spoke, her eyes swept over Fang Mo and Xu Xiran.
Fang Mo looked at Xu Xiran nervously. Xu Xiran didnât make a sound and took it with tacit understanding.
Once the girl had finished packing and left, only the two of them were left, and when they didnât speak, the atmosphere became weird.
Xu Xiran looked down at his sneakers, then asked in a low voice, âWhy didnât you tell me earlier?â
ââ¦As soon as you found out, you told me that I didnât look like the part and that I didnât look soft enough. How was I supposed to tell you,â Fang Mo muttered awkwardly.
âItâs because you didnât tell me and that I didnât know, thatâs why I said that.â Xu Xiran felt that he was secretly changing the concept, âYou asked Zou Shun to help you get in touch, right? Why didnât you ask me?â
âOh, itâs a good thing I didnât tell you.â Fang Mo glanced at him, âThen I wouldnât hear the truth from you. In any case, you didnât think I looked good.â
Xu Xiran was speechless for a moment. He didnât think that was the case, but he didnât know how to explain. He opened his mouth for a long time but didnât say anything.
âForget it, just take it as me showering one-sided affection,â Fang Mo stood up, âI only came to help for your sake, and in the end, I threw winks at a blind man, and was even shunned.â
Xu Xiran also stood up, and took a step towards him: âNo, itâs not like that! I mean⦠you, you look good.â
Fang Mo glanced at him, then turned his head: âYouâre being insincerely courteous.â
âReally,â Xu Xiran was being bad at words and could only foolishly repeat himself, âYou look good.â
Fang Mo finally looked at him: âDo I look like it?â
He didnât. His looks, height, and temperament were all nothing alike. Except for the mole at the corner of his eye, he looked nothing like Xiaoyao.
Xu Xiran finished answering in his heart, then lowered his head and coughed as if to cover up: âYou look just like it. Exactly the same.â
Fang Mo was finally happy. Just as he was about to speak, the club presidentâs voice came from outside the door.
âKids! Hurry up and get in the car, letâs eat!â
Hearing this, Fang Mo lowered his head and quickly packed up his things. After packing, Xu Xiran rushed over just as he was about to put his bag on his back.
âLet me, let me,â he said as he grabbed Fang Moâs bag and walked out with it.
âWhat are you doing?â Fang Mo was puzzled, âI can carry it.â
âYouâve been working all day,â Xu Xiran said, âI came here to help out, let me help you.â
The other girls in the club who also worked all day had big and small bags, and only Fang Mo, a boy, had his hands empty. He was a little embarrassed and asked around if people needed help.
Xu Xiran also felt weird seeing this. It seemed unnecessary, but he just wanted to help Fang Mo carry his bag.
It must have been because the things Fang Mo had put on his face were too fragrant, and when he got close and accidentally smelled his scent, it made him feel delirious.
~
After dinner, everyone was in high spirits, and only Xu Xiran was preoccupied with other thoughts.
He repeatedly examined himself in his heart. After Fang Mo changed back to his usual attire, the strong sense of panic in his heart had since disappeared. He was struggling and secretly told himself that this probably meant that he didnât have any special feelings for Fang Mo. It was just that his appearance in womenâs clothing looked too good, which made him, a straight man, confused for a while.
But at the same time, there was a corner of his heart that whispered, itâs not like this. You really do like him.
Xu Xiran likes Fang Mo.
âWhatâs wrong? You look like youâre out of it,â Fang Mo, who was sitting next to him, leaned into his ear and asked, âAre you feeling okay?â
Xu Xiran suddenly moved to the other side and shook his head like a rattle drum.
âWhat are you doing?â Fang Mo frowned immediately.
Xu Xiran hesitated for a while, then nodded again: ââ¦I think Iâm not feeling well. Iâll head back first.â
After he said this, he stood up, said goodbye to the rest of the people, and then left. The place they chose for dinner was near the school and within walking distance from the dormitory.
He wanted to get himself away from Fang Mo, but Fang Mo came out with him.
âAre you okay? Do you have a fever again?â He looked worried, and as he followed up to him, he put his hand on Xu Xiranâs forehead.
Xu Xiran backed away repeatedly: âItâs nothing, itâs just that I didnât sleep well yesterday so now Iâm too tired and Iâm getting sleepy.â
Fang Mo furrowed his brows and skeptically looked at him.
âIâll be fine once I head back and get some sleep,â Xu Xiran said, âIâm okay by myself, you can go back and eat.â
But Fang Mo refused to let go: âIâm already here. You look dead, and youâre not making me feel at ease. Iâll accompany you back.â
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This road was particularly quiet.
Xu Xiranâs mind was a mess and was unable to calm down. When he entered the dormitory building and walked to the corner of the third floor, Fang Mo asked him if he was able to be alone, and if he wanted him to continue accompanying him.
Xu Xiran shook his head repeatedly, then quickly ran upstairs two steps at a time, and rushed back to the dormitory.
As he forcefully closed the bedroom door, his fear lingered on. He leaned against the door panel and took deep breaths for a while. Seeing this, his roommates all cast side glances at him.
âIs there something chasing you?â he asked on the bunk.
Yes, ecstasy. It was simply too terrifying.
Xu Xiran shook his head, then walked to the side of his bed and fell straight down.
~
Fang Moâs presence lingered on. He sent a message to Xu Xiran asking him if he was feeling better, which made Xu Xiran unable to sleep until midnight.
After finally falling into half-consciousness, this guy, who lived in his mind and refused to leave, appeared again in his dream.
In the dream, Fang Mo pretended to be Xiaoyao, walked up to him, and asked him if he was pretty.
Xu Xiran looked at him and mindlessly nodded.
Fang Mo smiled at him, looked straight into his eyes, took his hand, and pressed it onto his own chest.
Xu Xiran held his breath. However, he did not feel the expected soft touch. Fang Moâs chest was flat. Xu Xiran carefully felt around it, and soon found a small bump through his thin top.
He rubbed on it and Fang Moâs face immediately turned red.
The originally soft little bump covertly perked up, and pushed up against the fabric. It looked very cute and inviting.
Xu Xiran raised his gaze, stared at his fair cheeks for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, and found that the Fang Mo in front of him was no longer dressed like Xiaoyao.
He was entirely a boy.
He looked at Xu Xiran with his moist and slightly red eyes, and then smiled shyly at him.
He was still very good-looking.
Xu Xiran was completely bewitched. He leaned forward slightly and kissed his lips. The sensation was softer than expected, and it also had the aroma of fruit candy.
He accepted this incomparable sweetness gently and without resistance. Fang Moâs hands rested softly on the back of his neck, and his lips and tongue became one with his.
The plot after that quickly became completely out of hand.
When he came back to his senses, Fang Mo was already in his arms, naked. His chest didnât have big breasts, only two small, cute pink nipples that perked up in the air and pitifully trembled.
Touch it with your finger, and Fang Mo will make a nice sound.
Xu Xiran couldnât resist teasing them over and over, taking them in his mouth, and then naturally reaching his hand downwards to fondle him.
Up until his fingers touched an unexpected yet reasonable thing.
~
Xu Xiran suddenly woke up.
He opened his eyes wide in the pitch-dark bedroom, gasping for air.
His brain was still in chaos, unable to think smoothly. His chest was full of panic, which made him quickly break out in a cold sweat, and even his pajamas became damp.
But when he closed his eyes again, the image from his dream appeared in his mind again.
The Fang Mo in his dream was more gentle and well-behaved than in reality. No matter what was done to him, he would cooperate and give the reaction that Xu Xiran expected.
He was warm and soft, with a fragrant scent, and his voice was sweet and honey-tongued.
He catered to his kisses and made beautiful sounds under his teasing. His breath carried the poison of temptation, making him addicted.
Between reality and fiction, Xu Xiran gradually fell into a trance.
He suddenly regretted waking up.
He closed his eyes tightly, recalling the feeling of sensation in that moment, and fumbled and reached his hand towards the part that secretly reacted in his dream.
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Authorâs note:
This chapter is also called: Fang Mo has also taken it off.
*Fang Mo: ? ? ? ? ?