Vol 1 Chapter 8 (2/2)

Mai Ding moved closer to An Ziyan and smelled his clothes with all his might, “Why do you suddenly smell so good?” When he finished saying this, his stomach flipped as he bent down to puke at the side of the road with his hand still grabbing onto An Ziyan’s sleeve. An Ziyan bit his teeth while helping Mai Ding pat his back. The force he used was not the normal, it was heavy, and Mai Ding almost puked out his intestines, so he stood up straight saying, “Are you trying to pat me to death?!”

“That's what I thought.”

“Why are you so angry?” Although Mai Ding is drunk, he was still able to clearly see that An Ziyan’s face is colder than the usual while he frowns. He doesn’t have the time to think so much, because his head hurts, and now that he just puked, his throat hurts as well. He rubbed his forehead saying, “I am not feeling too well.”

“You asked for it.” Mai Ding was always able to make An Ziyan lose control of his temper.

“You think I wished for this to happen? This is all because of you, a.s.shole.” Mai Ding points at An Ziyan and whines.

“So noisy, walk faster.” An Ziyan dragged Mai Ding and started walking. Mai Ding looked like he has taken medicine that made his bones softer, as he was unable to walk more than a few steps. An Ziyan rolled his eyes, and bent down to piggy back Mai Ding. As the faint yellow lamp light s.h.i.+nes on the both of them, both of their shadows have elongated. Mai Ding lied on An Ziyan’s back and let the soft wind blow across him, carrying An Ziyan’s breath and smell into Mai Ding’s heart. He held onto An Ziyan’s clothes tightly. By the time they reached the school gate, An Ziyan looked at the time, the dorm gates have closed and he looked at Mai Ding on his back. He originally thought he was asleep but he didn’t expect him (Mai Ding) to be staring at him all this time.

An Ziyan turned around to walk towards the bus stop. Mai Ding then asked, “Where are we going?”

“My house.” An Ziyan eventually let Mai Ding go down from his back.

“What do you want to do to me?”

An Ziyan didn’t want to reply Mai Ding. When they walked to the bus stop, he put Mai Ding down and Mai Ding still felt a little giddy. Finally, the last bus came, and An Ziyan dragged Mai Ding up the bus. The bus was rather empty, so they sat at the last row with An Ziyan sitting at the window seat, looking outside.

Suddenly, Mai Ding remembered something and started searching his bag.

Mai Ding finally found the lottery ticket in his bag, and he put it in front of An Ziyan as he mocked himself, “Why am I so unlucky? I always can’t win the lottery. Do you think I am at the corner of G.o.d’s eye? If not, why is He always not able to see me, and not let good luck befall unto me?” Even though he's drunk, he can’t forget about winning the lottery.

“Why do you want money?”

“I used to want to do a lot of things, such as going to Maldives, buy a villa, and change all my teeth to gold.”

“That’s all you want to do?”

“But now, An Ziyan, if I were to win the lottery, I will spend all my money to buy you, and keep you by my side.”

“Do you think you can just buy me like that?”

“Besides money, I can’t think of any reason to let you stay by my side.” Mai Ding mumbled before falling asleep on An Ziyan’s shoulder.

An Ziyan turned his head to see the Mai Ding, who is leaning on his shoulder, he then took off his jacket and put it on Mai Ding.

It took around 10 minutes before the bus reached An Ziyan’s house. In order to make it more convenient for him to go school, his father specially bought him a house near the school. An Ziyan pushed Mai Ding, and Mai Ding opened his eyes dreamily. He saw An Ziyan standing up to get off the bus, so he quickly followed him.

At the entrance, An Ziyan took out his keys out to open the door.

“I'm very sorry, I have troubled you so much ever since you befriended me. You can let me go now, after sleeping for awhile, my head doesn’t hurt that much anymore. I can go to some nearby motel to sleep.” Mai Ding felt that even though An Ziyan was expressionless, his heart must've been feeling rather annoyed with him.

“Do you think I will let you stay in a motel?”

“It’s alright, even if we're friends, you don’t have to…” Mai Ding didn’t finish his sentence, for An Ziyan grabbed his wrist. Mai Ding’s hand started to hurt because of that.

“Don’t keep saying the word 'friend', hearing it makes me angry.” He pulled his hand and kissed Mai Ding on his lips. Mai Ding was widened his eyes and was immediately awoken from his drunk state, but still he didn’t want to push away. He just stood there and let An Ziyan invade his mouth.

If this was a dream, then Mai Ding didn't want to wake up.Mai Ding was like stone as he stood there. He had no reaction toward the kiss, which An Ziyan couldn't take but scold him, “Are you a dead person?”

This kiss came too quick, which made Mai Ding not know what to do. But, how can things that happen in dreams happen in reality?

Unless, G.o.d has finally seen the one standing at the corner of His eye?

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To be continued...

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