Deluge

They finally got to spend one sweet night together.

Xu Juan was in a trance the entire night, but when he thought about it the next day, he realized that after spending so much time scheming to get Pei Yu into bed, in the end, he didn’t get to take advantage of him at all. He felt very shortchanged. 

But whose fault could it be?

It was his own fault, he shouldn’t have cared too much about Pei Yu’s feelings. What happened to being cold and ruthless? He was an embarrassment to all fuckboys.

After some deep reflection, Xu Juan realized that he actually understood; It was essentially because Pei Yu wasn’t afraid of him that things like this could happen.

All his little ex-lovers had at least some degree of fear towards him, regardless of if they truly had feelings for him or not. So even if Xu Juan were to lay flat, they would only dare to “sit on him and move themselves”, who would dare to make a move on his ass? 

But Pei Yu was aloof, he saw gold as dirt and didn’t place any importance on his social or family background. Pei Yu laid his heart bare for him, and regarded them as complete equals. Xu Juan couldn’t make use of his usual “superiority” to put Pei Yu in his place, and it made him frustrated.

Despite that, he also enjoyed it somewhat —— What Pei Yu liked was simply him, it had nothing to do with his money.

Maybe it was a little lame to put it that way. It was just like those kinds of dog blood idol dramas that were in trend for many years; The male lead was the established and well-respected president of his company who didn’t believe in women, because the majority of women only loved his money. Only the female lead was a pure and naive little white lotus, born poor but always striving to improve her situation. After being humiliated by the male lead, she would bravely hurl the banknotes in his face: “Who cares about your damn money!”

Look at that, how adorable. It was exactly like Pei laoshi.

It was as if Xu Juan had been poisoned; It didn’t matter what Pei Yu did, he found him adorable anyway. Going by his previous standards, he obviously wouldn’t have accepted all these things, but now, he was making exceptions for Pei Yu one after another.

He truly resembled a person who had fallen deep into the river of love, but Xu Juan wasn’t aware of this at the beginning.

Ever since they spent that night together, some sort of seal in Pei Yu seemed to have been undone. He became a lot more initiative and began to crave intimacy with Xu Juan.

For example, as long as there was some free time, Pei Yu would wordlessly cling to him. Although he looked shy, his actions were bold; He would press Xu Juan onto the sofa, the carpet, the bed, or against the desk, then kiss him deeply and fervently, to the point where they were like cannons, their fuses one spark away from firing. 

When Xu Juan desired something, he disliked holding himself back. Pei Yu was no longer reserved, so although they had yet to get to the final step, apart from penetration, everything else that they could do, they had done.

Pei Yu became more practised, he even discovered Xu Juan’s erogenous zone without any guidance —— Xu Juan himself was unaware, the area where he was most sensitive was unexpectedly his ankle.

Whenever his ankle was held by Pei Yu, he couldn’t help but overreact and attempt to pull away. But he was someone who liked keeping up appearances, how could he let a rookie player brazenly overwhelm him like that? How shameful would that be?

And so, he would endure the pleasure each time and feign calm. But Pei Yu was stubborn; When he saw that the other didn’t have much reaction, he would think that his technique wasn’t good enough, that he wasn’t working hard enough. He would devote all his effort to rendering Xu Juan to the point of losing it. 

Xu Juan felt like his mind was about to break down.

Who could have expected that dating would be this torturous? It seemed like being a fuckboy was better. If he wanted to fuck, he could just fuck. If he didn’t want to, then all he had to do was pull out and leave. Was there even a need to care about his bed partner’s feelings? He would just like whoever made him happy.

But despite the complaints, Xu Juan’s body was very honest, and living together with Pei Yu made him extremely happy.

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Pei Yu had a good personality, he knew how to think on behalf of others and was actually genuine in his actions. When he said he would treat Xu Juan well, he lived up to his words. He would cook for him, tidy his clothes, and was even very sentimental about life. For example, one morning, Xu Juan caught the whiff of a refreshing scent while half asleep. When he opened his eyes, there was an arrangement of fresh flowers on the bedside table. Pei Yu had stuck a post-it on the vase, writing: “I have to head out for something. Breakfast is in the kitchen, the temperature should be just right by the time you wake up, it won’t be too hot then.” 

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Pa kjr jr lo Ufl Te kjr rb afcvfg jcv ufcaif atja tf mbeiv vgbkc j qfgrbc. Jjeuta ecjkjgf, We Aejc yfmjwf lcabzlmjafv, jcv fjmt vjs oibjafv qjra delmxis. Pa mbcalcefv jii atf kjs lcab Vfqafwyfg, ktfc atf rfwfrafg rajgafv ja Lbcu Jlas Fclnfgrlas jcv Ufl Te tjv ab ub yjmx ab kbgx, ktfc atfs tjv ab tbiv yjmx ogbw “milculcu ab fjmt batfg” vjs jcv cluta.

On the third of September, this day, a Tuesday, Xu Juan personally drove Pei Yu to school in the morning. After a parting kiss in the car, he returned home and took a nap. 

At noon, Pei Yu called Xu Juan to tell him that their department had organized a dinner event and it would probably end rather late. Since he needed to drop by his own apartment to check on some materials and flip through reference books, it may take him until past midnight. He told Xu Juan not to wait for him, he would stay at Hong Uni and not return home for the night.

Xu Juan expressed disappointment, whining a little to Pei Yu over the phone. But once he hung up, Xu Juan’s disappointment immediately disappeared —— Tonight, he was finally free.

Only the heavens knew, ever since he got together with Pei Yu, how many days had it been since he went out to have fun?

He was clearly a wild peacock and yet was being kept as a domesticated fowl. 

“Hi, friend. What’re you busy with?” Xu Juan gave Guo Shao a call, “Let’s go out for drinks tonight.”

Having not seen him for quite a few days, Guo Shao was rather amazed, teasing: “Yo, who’re you? Are you our missing Director Xu?”

Xu Juan laughingly fumed: “You’re so full of shit. Let’s meet at the same old place at eight tonight, call up more people. I’m about to go mouldy.”

Naturally, Guo Shao agreed. 

Humming a song, Xu Juan went to his office and spent the whole afternoon there. He had a very “down-to-earth” work lunch with his employees, then punctually headed for his appointment that night.

They had planned to meet at a clubhouse to play mahjong.

Most of the people there were familiar faces, there were some new ones, but this was normal. Although this sort of gathering seemed meaningless, it represented one’s social status. Not many could worm themselves into Hong City’s high society, but even if one couldn’t, they would still try all means to squeeze themselves in. As such, Xu Juan would often notice people he had never met at these drinking parties, probably a friend that someone in the circle had invited.

Xu Juan had never cared. Despite being quite the wild one, he actually disliked making friends. He had been messing around for so many years, but other than his cousin Hou Shijie who had grown up with him, the only other person who could be considered his friend was Guo Shao. 

Although he and Guo Shao were very closely acquainted, in his heart, he felt that Guo Shao was an even more incompetent and foolish young master than himself. Apart from squandering their family’s fortunes away together, it was difficult to have any sort of intellectual connection.

Therefore, in other words: Xu Juan had no friends.

If he had to be precise, then Pei Yu was a rarity, he was someone that he had been sincere with to some extent.

Xu Juan absentmindedly drew a tile, three of bamboos, and formed a concealed Kong.

Hou Shijie was spectating from behind him, and flattered him out of habit: “My ge’s luck is as good as always, all of you should get your money ready today!”

After playing several rounds, it was Guo Shao who lost the most pitifully, sullenly saying: “Don’t they usually say that those who are lucky in love will be unlucky in gambling? Why isn’t our Director Xu following convention?” 

“Who said that?” Xu Juan laughed while drawing a tile, “I clearly have the best of both worlds. In all these years, when have I ever lacked in either?”

“That’s different. Haven’t you been especially smug lately?” Guo Shao protested, “Even our family’s Xiao Linlin knows you’re head over heels in love these days, PDA-ing all over your Moments, you even stopped drinking and going to the nightclub, like a submissive husband. So you’ve abandoned us rascal friends and started being a good man, are you for real, Director Xu? Is that university professor that skilled? He tamed you just like that?”

“……”

Xu Juan almost couldn’t control the expression on his face. Mainly, it was because even he himself felt that it was a little strange for him and Pei Yu to be so clingy. It wasn’t his usual style. 

“Well, isn’t it because I’m getting old.” Xu Juan played along, “I got tired of messing around, so I had to switch things up a little and try living healthily like a regular person.”

He pushed his tiles out: “I’ve won, pay up.”

Laughter filled the room, and the topic of conversation passed.

After a while, Guo Shao suddenly said: “Oh, right. I heard that you’re about to become my brother-in-law, Director Xu? Is that happening?” 

“What do you mean, is it happening? My mom is just blindly matchmaking.” Xu Juan thought, this guy surnamed Guo was really spouting a lot of nonsense today, even picking all the topics he didn’t enjoy discussing, but he maintained his pleasant temperament, smiling: “It’s not like you don’t know, I’m infamous in the circle, which respectable young lady would dare marry me? Miss Yue probably wouldn’t dare as well.”

“Oh, no, no.” Guo Shao abruptly smacked the table, “So you didn’t know! This younger cousin of mine is a face-con. Ever since she saw you that one time last year, she fell for you! She kept asking me on Wechat: Does Director Xu have a partner these days, what sort of girls does he like, is he such a player because he was once hurt by love… She obviously likes you.”

Xu Juan: “……”

It’s no wonder his mother took a fancy to Yue Xuelin. With regards to family background, the Yue family was far behind theirs. It seemed the girl herself had taken the initiative to curry favour with his mother and won her over. 

Xu Juan really hadn’t expected there to be such an inside story to this situation, but he still didn’t care. Since he wasn’t willing to get married, what could the other person do, tie him up?

They played another few rounds, and once the mahjong players disbanded, Hou Shijie proposed they went downstairs to drink and sing karaoke. He had brought a friend today, reportedly someone who had just entered their circle, a nouveau riche.

After listening to the introduction, Xu Juan was unmoved. The “nouveau riche”, in Guo Shao’s words, were those who had suddenly become wealthy but were still unused to how people of their social status worked. The style in which they did things was more straightforward.

Indeed, Guo Shao wasn’t wrong. This nouveau riche da-ge was more than straightforward, he directly brought a little beauty in, saying that she had a nice voice and could sing especially well. To honor his pride, Xu Juan listened to two songs, replying to Pei Yu’s texts while he did. 

Pei Yu asked him what he was doing, he said he was preparing to go to bed, and told Pei Yu to rest earlier too.

Pei Yu sent him a “kiss” emoji. Xu Juan put his phone down, unexpectedly feeling a little sleepy. His biological clock was quite normal recently and he had become unused to staying up all night.

At this moment, the little beauty who had been singing handed the microphone over to someone else and suddenly walked over to him.

“Good evening, Director Xu. May I sit here?” 

“……”

The private room was dimly-lit and the girl was bending over slightly. She looked to be showing respect, but in fact, was really trying to show him her cleavage. Xu Juan lifted his head and was flashed with an eyeful of white skin.

Someone this unsubtle wasn’t his type, but he didn’t let it show on his face: “Sure.”

This sort of encounter was a norm for him. 

In their circle, some gifted money, others gifted presents, even gifted people; There were all kinds of tricks. Although others could gift, if one didn’t want to do any favours, it was best not to receive. Just like now, Xu Juan usually didn’t touch people who had been directly presented to target him.

But tonight, Guo Shao had openly made fun of him, calling him a “submissive husband”. If he now showed everyone that he was unaffected even with a girl practically in his lap, wouldn’t those rumors become real?

Xu Juan was a little peeved, but to be honest, his reputation was secondary. What he really cared about was, did he really like Pei Yu that much? It didn’t seem so, at least not to the point where he needed to wrong himself by changing his lifestyle for Pei Yu.

Xu Juan gripped his phone and spaced out. The girl silently looked at him for a while, then suddenly tried to move closer to him, taking the initiative to lean into his arms. 

Only the heavens knew how much perfume she had used, Xu Juan was made very uncomfortable by the barrage of strong scent. Even if he wanted to do something for the sake of expressing his “self-control”, he wouldn’t be able to do it now. He leaned away and pushed the girl away. At this moment, his phone rang, it was Pei Yu calling.

“……” They had just said goodnight to each other, why was he calling?

Xu Juan didn’t pick up, the environment was unsuitable for taking the call.

He declined it, then texted Pei Yu on Wechat: “What’s the matter?” 

Pei Yu said: “I’m home, but where are you? Weren’t you sleeping?”

“……”

“You’re not home?” Pei Yu sent a voice message, sounding quite angry, “Xu Juan, where have you gone off to?”