Chapter Fifteen

Song Bai went to the airport to see off Lu Fucheng, although Lu Fucheng didn't want him to. The place they stayed at was too far from the airport, and Song Bai's determination to see him off meant he wouldn't get back home until the early hours of the morning. However, Song Bai was insistent and even had a hint of if you don't let me see you off, then you don't love me.

Lufucheng was actually quite happy in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.

Song Bai followed Lu Fucheng into the airport hall and helped him check in his luggage, then they found a spot near the security checkpoint to sit after obtaining their boarding passes.

Even while you are outside, you must think of me every day, Song Bai leaned her head against Lu Fu Cheng's shoulder.

Lu Fucheng nodded solemnly. His words were very sincere but they sounded too cheesy for him to even feel embarrassed of himself. 'Even when I'm not with you, I think about you every moment,' he said.

Song Bai smiled, revealing her pointed little tiger teeth. She said, 'I feel the same way about you.'

When Lu Fucheng went through the security check, Song Bai kept watching him from outside the quarantine line. After Lu Fucheng was out of sight, Song Bai turned around and left after a while.

It's late at night, and as I walk on the road, I can feel the coldness that the clothing of the Southern winter cannot resist. Sitting in the back seat of the ride-hailing car, Song Bai keeps stuffing pieces of milk candy into his mouth. It's his irresistible addiction whenever he's unhappy or thinking about Lu Fucheng.

It was indeed already past midnight when he arrived home. Song Bai stamped his feet and inserted the key into the lock under the dim yellowish light of the sound-controlled lamp. He was afraid of the dark, and at this moment, he inexplicably became anxious in the cramped apartment building. It was no wonder that Lu Fucheng didn't want him to go and send someone off.

Song Bai quickly pushed open the door and before he had the chance to turn on the light, he twisted the lock on the doorknob. He hadn't even had a chance to exhale when his heart suddenly tightened. The bedroom door, which he had left wide open before leaving in the afternoon, was now tightly shut, with a soft milky white light seeping through the crack in the door.

Song Bai's breathing became rapid, and his fingers trembled as he twisted the lock of the anti-theft door. He wanted to run out quickly, anywhere but here.

At this moment, the bedroom door opened and a tall and handsome man stood there against the light. He spoke with a questioning tone that made Song Bai feel not only fearful but also incredulous.

I have been waiting for you for a long time, what do you still have to do now? (Note: This translation is consistent with American English)

Song Bai's back was tightly pressed against the door, as if it could bring him a faint sense of security. His eyes seemed to have a fierce and bloodthirsty reddish hue, as he glared at Ji Suiyun and shouted with a menacing tone, 'You are trespassing on private property! Do you not know that this is a criminal offense?'

Ji Suiyun tilted her head, laughed lightly and briefly, saying, 'It's alright, I'm the one breaking the law. Why are you trembling?'

His tone is light-hearted and joking, seemingly because he is about to fulfill a wish and his mood is not bad: 'Like a little girl.'

Song Bai only felt offended and humiliated. When he was in primary school, he was often bullied because some people thought he looked like a girl. In the second or third grade, some boys gave him a nickname and teased him when they saw him in the bathroom. Later on, under the protection of Lu Fucheng, Song Bai was able to avoid any psychological trauma, but he still detested people referring to his appearance and personality.

You get out of here! Song Bai looked at Ji Suiyun with eyes that resembled looking at some trash, coldly and disdainfully narrowing his eyes.

Ji Suiyun has never been a person with a good temper, and he especially can't stand being humiliated time and time again. He feels that waiting here for four or five hours is already a rare display of tolerance and patience on his part, but someone like Song Bai, who ignores his face and shamelessly asks for more, is just too much for him.

Are you not begging for mercy from your designer now?

Song Bai couldn't bear to have Lu Fucheng's name constantly on his lips, and coldly sneered, Mr. Ji, you seem to have no other means except for using him as a threat against me.

Ji Su Yun shook his head. 'I've been too lenient with you,' he said. He took steps towards Song Bai, who had nowhere to retreat and could only stare stubbornly at Ji Su Yun.

Did it snow in Liaoning? Ji Suiyun leaned over to Song Bai's ear and whispered, The roads must be slippery. Don't just focus on your love life, remember to call and check on your mother to make sure she doesn't slip while buying groceries.

Song Bai's body was gradually frozen inch by inch, then gradually smashed and crushed by someone.

Lù Fúchéng never gives anyone peace of mind. He's caused trouble with lawsuits even though our father's heart condition is not good. How long can we keep this hidden? Feng Zhèngqí never suffers losses, and neither do I. Remember that I helped you, is it abnormal to expect some compensation?

(Note: Some words and phrases may not have exact equivalents in American English, so the translation may not be an exact representation of the original text, but rather a contextual interpretation.)

Song Bai took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His eyes were dark and devoid of the stubbornness and coldness he had been disguising before. Instead, a sense of helplessness and softness seeped through his words, 'Can we choose something else? Anything else is fine. I have someone I love now and I really cannot be with you...'

Ji Suiyun seemed to have heard a joke and said, I've never seen anyone like you before. I'm not forcing you to be with me. His hand slowly slid up Song Bai's waist and he continued, Just accompany me for two months. If we don't say anything, Lu Fucheng won't find out.

Song Bai closed his eyes, unsure of what he was thinking.

When he comes back, with no criminal record or dark history, and young and promising. Why wouldn't you continue to live your lives? Ji Suiyun didn't think there was a problem with this. In the end, there is nothing in society that cannot be exchanged. Whether you have dignity or whether you can withstand what you want, those in power can easily negate it with a single sentence. For Ji Suiyun, it seems that he has seen too much, and moral and ethical constraints are so faint that they are barely visible.

Song Bai's eyes finally opened, his voice was very soft, but he felt that every word was forcefully vibrating through his throat, and every swallow was filled with a taste of blood: 'Don't tell him.'

Ji Suoyun knew that Song Bai had compromised.

His hand slid down the hem of Song Bai's clothes, and pressed heavily against her waist, causing Ji Suiyun to breathe heavily at the mere touch of her smooth, warm skin.

Song Bai didn't struggle at all, he was just a bit too stiff and was trembling a lot.

Until Ji Suiyun led him towards the bedroom, Song Bai finally couldn't resist anymore: Don't do this...don't... Song Bai tightly held onto Ji Suiyun's arm: Please let me go this time, Mr. Ji, I beg you...

Ji Suiyun forcibly tore his arm away from him and declared, 'No.' In truth, Song Bai was still too inexperienced in hiding his thoughts. Ji Suiyun could tell at a glance what he was thinking and said, 'Unless you tell me what to do.'

(Note: As a translator, it's important to convey the meaning of the original text while also adapting it to the target language and audience. In this case, I've chosen to use American English spellings and idioms to make the translation more accessible to an American audience.)

Song Bai coughed a few times, lowered his head and forced out half a sentence: 'Can you take me to a hotel room?' The words didn't seem as difficult to say as he had imagined. Compared to being violated in the bedroom of Lu Fucheng's house, and being ravaged in a hotel suite, Song Bai thought the latter was easier to accept. Without even realizing it, his level of acceptance had dropped so low.

Ji Suiyun is a bit of a neat freak. He came here today to boost his self-esteem and lower limits by rubbing it in Song Bai's face. Just as Song Bai spoke up, Ji Suiyun picked up where he left off and said, 'You said it yourself.'

This time, it was much more difficult to endure than the last time. Song Bai keenly felt Ji Suiyun's movements and was completely aware. Both his body and mind were under Ji Suiyun's control, he couldn't even hide.

Ji Su Yun seems to really like his waist. Most of the time, Ji Su Yun's hands are left on top of Song Bai's waist.

Relax a bit. Ji Suiyun's two fingers expanded under Song Bai's body, making it impossible for him to move even a little.

Song Bai closed his eyes, with fine water lines trickling down his temples. He tried to relax his body, but it didn't help much. He just couldn't get past that mental barrier.

Song Bai couldn't even imagine him as Lu Fucheng.

The lights in the suite were too bright for Song Bai. He could feel the light penetrating through his eyelids even when he closed his eyes. Lu Fucheng only turned on a dim bedside lamp, covered by a thin blanket that enveloped the two of them.

Ah-- Song Bai felt a fierce pain as Ji Suiyun forcefully stabbed another finger inside.

You're not concentrating. Ji Suiyun furrowed her brows and sat up, reaching for a small bottle on the bedside table. You can choose for yourself whether you want it to hurt or want a rush.

Song Bai shook his head, his tears forming a barrier over his eyelids, not falling down but making his eyes appear hazy and clouded.

Ji Suiyun understood his intentions and a surge of anger rose in his heart, resenting Song Bai's ingratitude. Therefore, all his pretended tenderness was abandoned and he resolutely took possession of Song Bai for the second time without hesitation.

Song Bai couldn't help but let out a sharp scream, quickly biting his lip. His mind and body were both unable to withstand the tremors. Song Bai extended his slender, snow-white arm to support Ji Suiyun's chest and push him away, but it was completely useless.

Ji Su Yun was provoked into anger, grabbing Song Bai's hair and pressing his face down. She then pulled out a box from the drawer next to the bed.

You forgot to take it with you last time, here it is for you.

As soon as the blue Hermes tie was pulled out, Song Bai stopped moving. He watched as Ji Suiyun wrapped his wrist several times with the tie, and Song Bai's eyes were fixed on it without any struggle.

Ji Su Yun troubled Song Bai for most of the night. When he came out of the shower, his phone rang. Something unexpected had come up and he left without even bothering to unpack the things in Song Bai's hand.

Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Song Bai struggled to wake up from his exhaustion and drowsiness. With his teeth, he carefully untied his tie, and meticulously folded it, placing it next to his pillow with great focus.

Chengcheng, I'm not hurting, nor am I very scared. Song Bai typed out each character on WeChat, but then deleted them one by one.

Cheng Cheng, have you arrived? I miss you so much. I'm scared to sleep alone.

The reply arrived quickly.

The plane has just landed, please rest early and take care of yourself. I'll call you tomorrow, make sure you protect yourself and don't get sick while I'm away from home.

Song Bai's lower back had lost sensation, but there seemed to be a swelling pain behind him. He gently pressed his chest and didn't reply to Lu Fucheng's WeChat message.

He was exhausted but couldn't fall asleep. He also couldn't climb up and go home. Song Bai opened a song that had been saved by Lu Fucheng for him and played it loudly next to his pillow. Eventually, he fell asleep slowly.

Song Bai thought to herself, Everything will be alright. Just two months and Lu Fucheng will be back, and then they can happily prepare to go home for the Lunar New Year together. The two families gathered together, and it was a lively and joyous occasion.

Who can not like liveliness.