Chapter 3 (1/2)
Jiang Yishan had stood outside the bedroom for a long time, continuously knocking on the door, but Qin Shaocheng still did not answer him.
Seated on the floor, he attempted to call the other man’s cell phone again and again. The old residence did not undergo much renovation so the door was not fitted properly on the floor, leaving a gap wide enough for the light inside to seep through. He was certain that Qin Shaocheng could see him sitting there outside his bedroom. As the heater in the living room was just switched off, it was only after a while that he suddenly felt cold all over. He let out a soft sneeze in response.
He had to put on a little charade because he knew how soft-hearted Qin Shaocheng was towards him. Even though he did not like using that against the man, Qin Shaocheng did not want to have anything to do with him so he was running out of options. How he yearned to talk things out properly with Qin Shaocheng. Oh, how he yearned! He had thought about it for four straight years, but was not brave enough to ever come and genuinely see him even once.
He knew very well that he was in the wrong.
And so he sat there for more than an hour. Jiang Yishan tapped on the door with his fingers one by one. “Shaocheng, I’m freezing.”
Again, only silence answered him. Qin Shaocheng was determined to ignore him to the very end. Guessing that the sympathy ploy was already useless to begin with, Jiang Yishan reassured himself that it was okay. He knew where the key to the bedroom was kept. Clambering up from the floor, Jiang Yishan found the key and opened the door successfully. He then entered the room before locking the door from the inside.
He saw Qin Shaocheng lying on the bed.
Walking over to him, Jiang Yishan asked, “Are you really going to ignore me forever?”
Qin Shaocheng ignored him in response.
Jiang Yishan climbed into Qin Shaocheng’s bed. He knelt down and began to strip himself.
Qin Shaocheng could no longer bring himself to feign ignorance and pretend the other man did not exist anymore. He burst out loud in anger, “What the hell are you doing?!”
“To have sex with you.“ Since Jiang Yishan was not able to see the chill on Qin Shaocheng’s face amidst the darkness, he let himself go completely. He flipped the blanket away and sat astride on Qin Shaocheng’s waist, his entire weight pinning Qin Shaocheng down in his place as he went in for a kiss.
“JIANG YISHAN!”
“Don’t you want me anymore? Even after I laid myself bare to you? Didn’t you like it best when I rode you back in those days?”
Qin Shaocheng was fully aware he should ignore him, but the words Jiang Yishan said could always poke at his weak spots. He grabbed Jiang Yishan’s hand in a strong grip. Suppressing his anger, he muttered in a low voice, “Get out.”
“Do you find me dirty?”
“Yes.”
Jiang Yishan halted in his tracks at once. He was freezing, but Qin Shaocheng’s touch felt so warm on his wrist.
“Then I’ll get off you. Can you let me go, please?” Jiang Yishan completely gave in.
The hand that locked around his wrist in a strong grip loosened.
At that very same moment, Jiang Yishan instead latched his hand onto Qin Shaocheng’s wrist, pinning the man tenaciously under him.
“You!”
“I’m clean.” Jiang Yishan whispered, “All these years, I had never held anyone else beside you. You know that I’m not gay. You’re the only one who has ever fucked me.”
The immense rage surging from deep within Qin Shaocheng’s heart did not get extinguished by his words.
“Can you please hold me closer? Please… It was so cold sitting by the door.” Jiang Yishan held Qin Shaocheng’s arms down as he trembled in distress. “It’s alright if you pretend I don’t exist, or you don’t talk to me at all, it’s okay. Just please hold me close.”
Qin Shaocheng really wanted to be crueler, but when Jiang Yishan closed in to kiss him, his face was stained with a trickle of icy cold, watery fluid.
He’s using his tears to trick me again.