Xie Wang tried to play tricks on him, so he retaliated in kind.
I glanced at the time; about half an hour had passed.
Ling Shuangjiang put on her bathrobe and slowly pushed open the bathroom door.
Within just two seconds, Xie Wang arrived upon hearing the sound.
Seeing Xie Wang about to pounce on her, Ling Shuangjiang dodged, her voice gentle as water: "You have a cold, be careful not to infect me."
Xie Wang did not stop because of those words. He just paused for a moment, then picked up Ling Shuangjiang and gently threw her onto the bed.
The black, minimalist bed sheet made Ling Shuangjiang's skin appear even whiter.
Ling Shuangjiang lay down on it, her expression captivating: "Can we turn off the lights and go to sleep now?"
Xie Wang frowned: "No."
Ling Shuangjiang slowly looked him over: "But you're sick, you'll infect me."
"You can keep your mouth still if you have a cold, but you can keep other parts of your body still." Xie Wang leaned in and carefully hugged him, and the flame that had been suppressed for a long time was instantly ignited.
"Can I, A-Jiang?"
Ling Shuangjiang feigned ignorance: "What do you mean, 'can I or can't I'?"
Xie Wang leaned closer again: "I want to get even closer to you."
Ling Shuangjiang was about to agree, but after glancing around and lowering her eyelashes, she asked, "Did you prepare anything in advance?"
Xie Wang immediately stood up: "I'll go out and buy it now."
"No." Ling Shuangjiang wrapped her arms around his neck. "Let's do it another day."
Xie Wang immediately felt aggrieved, looking like a dejected child who hadn't received the candy.
"But I've waited for so long, I can't wait any longer."
Seeing his anxious look, Ling Shuangjiang felt really wronged. She gently straightened up, leaned close to his ear, and raised her hand: "You can use it."
A blush gradually spread across Xie Wang's eyes, and his dark gaze brightened: "Is it alright?"
"Okay, but turn off the lights."
Xie Wang immediately leaned over, wrapped his arms around Ling Shuangjiang's waist, and held him in his arms as if he were a precious porcelain piece, gently covering him with the blanket.
The rain outside was pouring down. Xie Wang rested his chin on Ling Shuangjiang's head and pinched his ear with his palm, the pressure unconsciously increasing.
He could no longer remain rational.
The tangled branches outside were pressed down by the wind, bracing themselves for the storm.
Before we knew it, the wind had stopped.
The sound of the torrential rain outside gradually subsided, and the sky seemed to clear up, with stars twinkling in the thick clouds.
Xie Wang kissed Ling Shuangjiang's ear, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and held him as they fell asleep.
He once again felt like the happiest gay man in the world.
The next day, sunlight streamed into the room and fell on the warm quilt.
Xie Wang was woken up by Jin's assistant's phone call, reminding him that he had to attend an important meeting.
"Okay, I understand."
Ling Shuangjiang was fast asleep under the covers, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks.
Xie Wang secretly kissed him twice, got out of bed, hummed a little tune, changed into his suit, and prepared to go to work.
Before leaving, he made a point of leaving a note.
[My dearest wife, tell me when you wake up, and I'll send someone to bring you breakfast. I'll try to come home early to be with you today, and promise me you won't secretly cry because you miss me.]
After Ling Shuangjiang woke up, she held the note and wondered again where Xie Wang had learned such sour remarks.
Xie Wang was focused on his work at this time, and not wanting to trouble him to take care of her, Ling Shuangjiang opened a food delivery app and ordered breakfast herself.
Xie Wang hadn't received a WeChat message from Ling Shuangjiang by noon, and he was a little worried. He was absent-minded while listening to the report, his mind completely elsewhere.
Was he tired during the Lesser Frost's Descent?
Is he really that good?
A smile unconsciously crept onto Xie Wang's lips as he tapped his fingers to the beat.
Last night, his little frost was so beautiful.
Those round, moist eyes made her look like a naive, innocent kitten, and she spoke in a soft, gentle voice.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie."
"Mr. Xie?"
Hearing Assistant Jin's call, Xie Wang snapped out of his thoughts: "What's wrong?"
Assistant Kim pointed to the fifth line of the document: "The director is asking you whether this plan is feasible."
Xie Wang straightened up slightly: "Yes, that's fine."
The long two-hour meeting finally ended, and Xie Wang couldn't wait to call Ling Shuangjiang as soon as he stepped out.
I tried calling for several minutes, but no one answered.
Xie Wang's heart sank immediately.
Will his little frost scare him away?
Am I really that scary?
It's a bit big, but it's still okay, right?
My mind was in complete turmoil, like an ant on a hot pan.
He had already imagined Ling Shuangjiang pulling her suitcase, returning home dejectedly.
Could it be that you're not satisfied with your performance last night?
Xie Wang, with a gloomy face, said to Assistant Jin, "I'm going home now. Go check if Shuangjiang has returned to China. If so, let me know his flight."
Assistant Jin exclaimed in surprise: "Mr. Ling is here?"
Xie Wang: "Hmm."
"No wonder."
"No wonder what?"
Assistant Kim smiled broadly: "No wonder you look radiant today; you're clearly glowing with love."
Xie Wang sneered: "What's the use? The person still ran away."
Assistant Kim didn't understand for a moment: "Ran...away?"
Xie Wang sighed, "I probably scared him yesterday."
Xie Wang's words were profound, and Assistant Jin suddenly realized the truth.
No wonder His Majesty was so distracted today.
"I'll send someone to check right now. Are you going home by yourself, or should I drive you?"
Xie Wang: "You drive."
Throughout the journey, Xie Wang maintained a solemn expression and a depressed mood, exuding a low-pressure atmosphere.
After being tormented like that last night, this little thing actually dared to run away today. Does it even know what it's doing?
Would you deliberately make yourself sick so that you would feel sorry for yourself?
Assistant Jin looked at Xie Wang through the rearview mirror: "Mr. Xie, would you like to call Mr. Ling again? Perhaps he was just sleeping and didn't answer?"
“Okay, I’ll try.” Xie Wang picked up his phone, his expression serious. “If he didn’t hear me, I can forgive him. But if he deliberately ran away, that’s unforgivable.”
Assistant Jin suddenly felt that Xie Wang was acting strangely today and should make an appointment with a psychiatrist.
"Xie Wang, I'm outside. I just happened to run into a classmate and we're chatting."
Xie Wang maintained his cold expression, but spoke gently: "Baby, where are you? I'm coming to find you now."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Aren't you working? I can take a taxi home by myself."
Xie Wang: "I'm on lunch break, I can pick you up. Don't move, don't cross the road carelessly, and be careful of cars."
A burst of laughter came over, and Ling Shuangjiang said, "Okay, I'll send you the location."
After hanging up the phone, Assistant Jin laughed and said, "I knew it! Why would Mr. Ling run away? He just went out for a stroll. Don't worry."
“How could I not be worried?” Xie Wang said coldly. “He’s 23 years old, and he’s still acting like a child, making me worry. I told him to call me back when he saw the note, but he wouldn’t. This time, I won’t forgive him so easily.”
Assistant Kim clicked his tongue: "So, what are your plans?"
Xie Wang: "Go back and beat him up."
Assistant Kim exclaimed, "Isn't this domestic violence? Let's talk this out, please don't hit me."
“My patience has been completely worn out. When I get home today, I must establish some house rules for him so he knows where my bottom line is.”
Assistant Jin drove nervously, a little afraid that Xie Wang would go back and beat Ling Shuangjiang badly.
Soon the car stopped at the entrance of a park.
Assistant Jin, with his sharp eyes, recognized Ling Shuangjiang at a glance.
"Mr. Xie, Mr. Ling is wearing a blue coat and chatting with someone under the third tree."
Xie Wang narrowed his eyes: "That person is a man."
Assistant Kim nodded: "Yes, it is indeed a man."
The car door opened, and Xie Wang rushed over. Ling Shuangjiang noticed him and waved to him.
The man in front of Ling Shuangjiang must be the classmate he mentioned.
Xie Wang approached Ling Shuangjiang and took out his business card: "Hello, I'm her man."
Ling Shuangjiang and her classmates were clearly taken aback.
The classmate then smiled and said, "Hello, I'm his classmate."