Jinbao Marries a Wife

This time, Jinbao could tell that Que Siming was genuinely anxious, not just messing with him. Que couldn’t stand the speed at which Jinbao moved without using his qinggong and insisted on carrying him.LQJIISZMnEnaJmFWhUFvChqKgWsfpi

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Jinbao felt a bit awkward, but he understood that some things were more urgent than others. This was probably a life-or-death situation, so whatever was between them would have to wait. Besides, he was utterly exhausted, and not having to walk on his own was exactly what he needed. Without further complaints, he allowed Que to carry him while speeding ahead with his qinggong.SpVsPdyAFPtirQUDcidSSouwymIFFu

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Pressed against Que’s broad, scorching back, Jinbao felt a sense of security, and this scene felt oddly familiar.husDkVXHgICmcXQXZkAFwvwtiaLDxS

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He remembered their first night together on the back mountain of the Medicine Valley, when they had made love under the open sky throughout the night. The next day, Que Siming had also carried him like this, running down the mountain. The wind roared in his ears, a sharp whistle, lightly stinging his face. Yet the thrill and coolness brought by the speed were exhilarating. The deep autumn scenery, with its rich yellows and pale oranges, flashed by rapidly, layer upon layer, coming into view only to quickly disappear again.SMNpQGYbDClVvXAXMoEcHQqPUFzghJ

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It all felt so fleeting, as though everything was unreal—unreal like the wind howling past his ears, the scenery rushing by his eyes, all saying goodbye to him in a blink, impossible to grasp. The only thing solid and real was the strong, broad, and warm back beneath him.FMrAhFlgzkGwnhvLbaHDDRpchwdFmF

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Through the fabric, he could clearly feel Que Siming’s body heat. They were pressed tightly together, just as close as they had once been. But now, there was no carefree shouting or boldness. Instead, he hesitated, nervously wrapping his arms around Que’s neck. He feared that if he didn’t hold on tightly enough, he might fall, but if he held too tightly, it might stir up memories of an intimacy they no longer shared.WfAhannMiIuXbJsYEmUDQNfqAbOcUw

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The two of them remained silent. A strange, indescribable tension hung between them, neither willing to risk breaking this fragile moment of quiet by speaking or making any unnecessary movements.yhezFccoIRODBOpUXQcsnzfGlmhOhk

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However, the silence didn’t last long. In the distance, another explosion echoed through the valley, shaking the ground beneath them even more violently than before, signaling that whatever was happening wasn’t far off.rWnSrirIoyvwSeEGQZchlokUDwxKgJ

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Que Siming, guided by the sound of the blasts, sped towards the place where his master was.xnLPIGKisJYDoxKaNPiNoRrJZGnHIF

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While the people of Medicine Valley were vigorously searching the mountains to find Yu Mingjing and his father, Que Siming had selfishly run off to Dali to look for Xiaohu. No wonder his master had been so furious, practically blowing his beard and glaring at him. Que knew he’d been unfilial.iJWmjWKBEwbcQWDbFMzwlfFwdmBSGP

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But he couldn’t control himself. The news that his father was still alive continued to shake him to his core, making it impossible for him to accept with any sense of calm. Meanwhile, the fear of losing Xiaohu was a real, immediate crisis staring him in the face. The imagined scenes of Xiaohu being with someone else tormented him relentlessly. In such a state, he couldn’t focus on trapping Yu Mingjing; he couldn’t even bring himself to sit down for a proper meal. After careful consideration, he decided the best course of action was to rush to Dali, settle his most pressing concern, and then return to Dashishan to rendezvous with his master.aImpyYWRwhUxhPzHqPyKonYFNUiIgb

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That was why the hidden bodyguard, who had been silently following him all along, sent out Medicine Valley’s distress signal late at night as instructed. This was meant to lead Xiaohu into Dashishan. Now that daylight had come and the signal was no longer visible, the bodyguard had gone ahead to scout the path, using explosives as a signal to prevent Que Siming from getting lost in the mountains.XcFFmPSkoEybwdRNOIExNyDiTSKcYP

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In truth, Dashishan stretched across both Guizhou and southern Yunnan provinces. If Yu Mingjing had set explosives in Guizhou, nearly a hundred miles away, there was no way they could have heard anything all the way in southern Yunnan. This kind of flimsy explanation was something only Xiaohu could be fooled by.wiuSESIsAPwveuYjRZOqEsgMFuTcZT

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Although he hurt Xiaohu in a fit of rage, it’s not that he doesn’t regret it. But no matter how Xiaohu resists or stubbornly tries to protect his dignity as a man, distancing himself from him, there’s no way he’s letting go. To just stand by and watch his man enjoy life with someone else? Over his dead body.SbzCkpdQroSmUblDUaiLvXbwEsSiNZ

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Arrogance is in his nature—begging for forgiveness isn’t something he can do, nor would he stoop to that level. As long as he can treat Xiaohu well in this life, that’s enough for him. He’d lift this stubborn fool up to the heavens if he could. He refuses to believe that a few stupid words of his could ruin everything.KckBHPFkqvoAFUonYEbvfpILlvFdiD

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He’d tricked and cajoled Xiaohu into his arms back then, even got him to willingly follow him to the Medicine Valley. Now, he can just as easily, and without a trace, take him away from Dali—a cursed place that’s just not meant for him. Xiaohu thinks he can go back after following him into the mountains? Not a chance.hmqbBRNfVKjCgkkCCEsDhjxbdZHIqw

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Que siming flashed a sinister smile where Xiaohu couldn’t see and quickened his pace, flying through the trees with light-footed grace, hoping to get them far enough away that Xiaohu couldn’t find his way back, even if he wanted to.GLqwEWacZziYSKyGcWPgYNxwwuVyjU

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Que siming carried him for less than an hour before he, too, started to struggle. After all, Xiaohu is a solidly built adult man—no one could keep up with that for long, though he secretly enjoyed carrying him.jQNjWmQgkFBoBqCLRONBTUKaYPDQAT

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Plus, both of them were starving to the point of dizziness. A few wild berries couldn’t fill the bellies of men weighing over a hundred pounds. They stopped by a small stream to rest and began searching the area for some meat.rKgcreVWLfEDyhzJbHeArPHyVwlXZF

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Jinbao gathered dry branches under a tree, piling them up before vigorously striking two stones together. The dry autumn air helped him quickly create sparks, and soon he had a fire going with the twigs.rIGxECwwTTZKCZgIPcTjlECnIeoYwL

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Que siming stood in the water, pants rolled up, focusing intently as he speared fish darting through the clear stream with a sharpened branch.rbIDwnYcbMGlXguPblRwdOTghGuyiE

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Before long, he lifted up a few plump, tender grass carp.uMoGJqRZojQzaiKjpSQZriyfNgYzXV

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Jinbao watched them flop on the stones, their bellies shining white as they thrashed about. His mouth nearly watered at the sight.aFxvHNJkQIJKhqmAxqxQIxhxQCdpFo

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Quesiming tossed the fish onto the ground and paid them no further mind, pulling out a clean cloth from his chest to carefully wipe his feet.UyLCTfsuWQjztJFHAcvypTolVZbzPI

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Jinbao, while gutting the fish with a sharp stone, muttered sarcastically, “We’re out in the middle of nowhere, barely able to eat, and you’re still fussing over being clean.”zzeBDijktUcBGVCjJiQVxumLRsboYZ

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Que siming looked up and gave him a gentle, glowing smile, as if the warmth of the late autumn sun had melted into it, reflecting off the red leaves of the mountains. Jinbao’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.gTJPaGqdeqHrIKRbmdrPSFIhxBtvir

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With a soft laugh, Que siming said, “You seem to hate everything about me these days.”PhPmtssEeMsQjOKDzbkYtzQoBNMGRC

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“It’s not just now—I’ve been sick of you for a while. You, a grown man, have to take at least one bath a day. In summer, you practically treat it like a three-meal schedule. Aren’t you exhausted?”wakqVGaVlYOeZPlzcBgShTSquSnDjs

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Que siming pouted. “You’re the one who’s filthy, and now you’re turning it around on me for liking to stay clean. Really makes sense, huh?”iaviMykNBGnSmpHfSirNiFQEiYxAnI

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“How am I filthy? Do I scrape dirt off my neck or eat without washing my hands? You’ve got a million quirks, and worse, you’re dragging me into them. Let me tell you straight: if I could beat you, I… I’d be tempted to punch you every single day because of all your damn quirks.”UxjIVvTcIGVuQLtqdaYhKULXCxxnBW

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Que siming didn’t get angry at this. Instead, he laughed and suddenly asked, “So what did you like about me back then?”bEVgBQxIbSDjyktNOzlyRtmbaFECRK

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Jinbao wasn’t ready for that question and blushed a deep red.MnRcZPIOnTwdjOlYNbQfFYEdZTPLih

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“According to you, I treat you badly, and I’m full of quirks. What did you like about me back then?”giLwXhSWEVlRYAZclNfiuqOXpFnMKn

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Jinbao couldn’t come up with a reply. Instead, he fell into deep thought.zcYJQFiGmpugNpsPMYbpqUpkSejsns

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What had he liked about Que siming back then?WPOfllQvajDFfkXMvBUKsbAAfDfQhX

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Que Siming wasn’t bad to him, but Jinbao couldn’t really say where he was particularly good either.RPsQZSXpKiCuQwErbKZRYmicQJVGaf

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Que Siming often guided him in martial arts, and from time to time, would prepare different kinds of medicinal tonics for him. The food in the Medicine Valley was always to Jinbao’s taste. No matter how busy Que Siming was during the day, he would make time to have dinner with him in the evenings. When they slept, Que Siming always insisted on holding him close. These routines had slowly become so integrated into their daily lives that Jinbao thought this was just how life was meant to be.ZfoxPBvCHsnxAodLlQeNFlcpKfwPrA

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But Que Siming could also be really frustrating. If Jinbao said something stupid or did something foolish, Que Siming wouldn’t spare his pride—he’d tear him down without hesitation, leaving him feeling humiliated. He was overbearing, too. Once he made a decision, Jinbao had to agree; if he didn’t, then it wasn’t allowed. And in bed, Que Siming could be relentless, leaving Jinbao with the constant feeling of being utterly consumed. Yet, none of these faults were truly malicious—just things that might annoy Jinbao, but not enough to break his heart. Life still went on. Had Que Siming not said such hurtful things, Jinbao might have felt content with the way things were.IRPeuezBjlQVPqNMWirLbAxDyBkNWV

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Their relationship wasn’t like a typical couple’s. Both of them were hardened men, incapable of the tender, sweet affection others might expect. If Que Siming spent his days flattering him with sweet words, serving him tea, and doting on him, Jinbao would be disgusted, and even he himself would feel nauseated.KhoKWoumFuLIBOoiVitQhmVsujoKIv

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He was an ordinary man, grounded in the real world, without any romantic notions of moonlit nights or poetic moments by flowered gardens. His way of showing affection was through action, not words. If he thought Que Siming was out of line, he’d knock some sense into him. If anyone dared hurt Que Siming, he’d fight them to the death. As long as he was fed, clothed, and content today, and could be happy tomorrow, that was enough.tEXskNydRJTioPMXDDfcXVLgwcpuKI

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He believed Que Siming thought the same way. So, even though Que Siming had never uttered a single sweet, flattering word or done anything overtly considerate, Jinbao never felt that Que Siming had wronged him.PkMsaDXEzeOTuKfWxLtYZVQJGecvYf

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That’s why, when asked what was so good about Que Siming, Jinbao couldn’t give an answer. But if asked what was bad about him, he couldn’t say that either.eLGZXbsxLVZRLRsKtnRxTnxsBYMuEg

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Why did he like Que Siming in the first place? Maybe it was because he felt that Que Siming liked him too much—enough to remember him for thirteen years. It moved him. He felt that this was someone who valued loyalty, and over time, he grew soft-hearted, not wanting to disappoint him, and eventually wanted to be with him.vsVJyAtakFHOmBvMDrtRTEZCBaOCzm

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If Que Siming hadn’t delivered that final emotional blow, he might still be living in his own little bubble of happiness, blissfully ignorant.tuhrpzJXZGkRWThjMFfuPaShsATjWG

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But that final betrayal snapped him awake.kSftTsDjDCUgSCdwlYbdigPgARBeFj

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The future he had imagined, one resembling an ordinary couple’s life, had been shattered in an instant by that storm. It turned out that, in Que Siming’s heart, Jinbao wasn’t worth a damn. All along, Que Siming had just been toying with him. What Jinbao had thought was a relationship of brothers, friends, and lovers, was nothing more than being used as the lowest kind of bed partner.KuzgqveldDPZpIIKBhFLbcoOsFvZNe

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The realization left him angry, heartbroken, and deeply disappointed. The thought stuck to him like a leech, clinging to his body, reminding him over and over that, in Que Siming’s eyes, he was nothing but a male whore.ykxxOKuqAyyGKrpImuOTvOiIMYVopB

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That’s why he was desperate to escape Que Siming and everything connected to him. Desperate to draw a clear line between them. Desperate to prove that he was a real man, not some shameful joke.jGPnVwsIrujQUZxwaQZSOxKUElrzCU

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He thought that once he returned home and severed ties with Que Siming for good, he’d be able to live in peace, forget about all the pain, humiliation, and shame that Que Siming had branded him with.ejNlzheJKMKVewXgpItfwTizWRlcbA

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But then Que Siming came looking for him again. This time, he brought with him the intention to make amends and reconcile, as if, in his mind, those emotional wounds were just a few small cuts. Though he felt guilty, there was a hint of frustration too, like he couldn’t understand why Jinbao was so unforgiving and had shut him out so harshly.YuiMTIESarmqPclxrrzxaDXDrFSSAZ

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Jinbao didn’t know how to articulate it. He didn’t have the words to make Que Siming understand that, even if they reconciled, he would never be able to respect himself again.sQtpOAGTjSEVIqZdPfgmyKDNoqLnOD

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Que Siming watched him sit there in silence, head down, and felt a stab of pain in his chest. He had hoped this conversation would rekindle something in Jinbao’s heart. Any flicker of emotion, and he’d seize the chance to break through Jinbao’s cold exterior. But all he got in return was silence. Did Jinbao not have any good memories of him at all?ATrDPjjDKyNtjeYtefShyaQROwlSyl

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Jinbao, feeling his heart twist painfully, silently skewered the fish with a stick and placed it over the fire to roast.hCpcPoWBSJHDKCJvDCVuYLSnWmplXf

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The firelight flickered against his face, and the heat warped the air. Watching the sweat start to glisten on Jinbao’s face, Que Siming felt as if there was an invisible wall between them, thick and impenetrable. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break through Jinbao’s coldness and indifference.ZLlrgzrMYCnYiCbZKjNaAhSPlUTQJb

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The fragrance quickly spread through the air as Jinbao handed the grilled fish to Que Siming. “Eat,” he said, not waiting for Que Siming to react before burying his face in his own portion and devouring it.dLvKlfwHVALjWJqDmAmISovxIqPTNi

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He was genuinely starving and had never tasted anything so delicious before. He didn’t even care when he swallowed a bone or two. The food was so good it moved him to tears.qiJvtFrmuXtnYRoHiGITbDEedlwJEf

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As he ate, tears streamed down his face, and dark spots kept appearing on the white stones washed by the creek beneath his feet.mvhKnOvMSsJIEPtglgqROHXdYCemnI

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Que Siming was startled. He reached out to touch Jinbao’s face. “Xiaohu, Xiaohu? What’s wrong with you?” He set his fish aside and moved over, sitting beside the tearful boy devouring his fish, clearly bewildered by the scene.lQYGcRbWqMLPuIQWmPwDYFUatfVShx

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“Xiaohu, look up. Let me see, what’s going on with you?”XIKrTfvUQRkiirwPAoEvfystAsbsvW

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Jinbao swatted his hand away. “Don’t bother me. I—I’m finishing this. Can’t waste it…”VIGUYLYQDyVxYjFQNjAjxmSTbqObYW

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Que Siming watched, dumbfounded, as Jinbao hunched over and gnawed at the fish, making it unrecognizable in a few bites. He then tossed the greasy bones onto Que Siming’s lap and began sobbing loudly, cursing in between cries. “Que Siming, you bastard! What kind of stupid question is that, huh? What a stupid fucking question.”chClCgahEhYoMEIIlzwCCmlRPLBFfu

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Que Siming’s nose twitched, his eyes reddening. He pulled Jinbao into a tight embrace. “I’m sorry, Xiaohu, I’m really sorry. I won’t be a jerk anymore. Let’s make up, Xiaohu. Please, let’s make up.”xrZQuNgbKBNvRdAoKXVvaBTHchEXhz

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“Make up? My ass! You asked me why I liked you in the first place? I thought you were sincere! If you really meant what you said about cherishing me all these years, how could you even say something like that? I may not be worth much, but I’ve got my pride. You don’t think I’m good enough? Well, fuck it, I don’t think you’re good enough for me either. Why should I let you treat me like that? I don’t need you to survive, damn it. Why did you have to treat me like shit?”nnEadIiNXptIHRKblNVzLhmaJuQqQe

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Que Siming’s heart clenched painfully. He deeply regretted it, regretted it to the point of wanting to slap himself. He thought back to the words he had said, how they humiliated Jinbao, stomping on his dignity like dirt. If someone had spoken to him that way, he would’ve torn them apart. Xiaohu might be a little slow, but he had a lot of pride. How could he have said something so hurtful just for the sake of winning an argument?kxWATpDIZPnoSIcIMhzbQSRIxMcWhM

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The emotions Que Siming had suppressed for years were suddenly on the verge of breaking. In the face of Jinbao’s childlike sobbing and cursing, all he could do was apologize over and over. “I’m sorry, Xiaohu. Really, I was an asshole. I didn’t mean to look down on you. I’m sorry. Xiaohu, let’s make up. Please, let’s make up. I can’t take this anymore.”HwNRJZncnnCoZysiQYvMMwKfAZgXAq

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Jinbao continued to sob, his voice filled with grief and injustice, each breath coming in broken gasps.tKXXZBzbmzeOQNjHMIIiTCjLVHYLzC

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Que Siming held him tightly, his voice hoarse as he called out desperately, “Xiaohu, I’m being sincere. Really, I mean it. I like you, I’ve liked you since we were kids. Ever since you poked your head out of that dog hole and curiously looked at me, I’ve liked you. I thought you were a gift from heaven. When you asked me to be your little wife, I was so happy. I still remember the look on your face, every word you said back then. Xiaohu, I like you. I really do. You have to believe me. I’ve missed you so much. After you left, I thought about you every day. I never said these things before because I was afraid. Afraid that if I let you know, you’d end up walking all over me, that I’d lose control, and you’d disappear from my life. You don’t understand how scared I was of losing control over you… Xiaohu, please, let’s make up.”wufaQKQgJSxpqBTVZIARFxqvFNMJYY

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Jinbao’s tense body quietly relaxed, leaning against him, sniffing softly as he listened to those heartwarming words. His heart ached with waves of pain.LasWRmuqYAiJCuFsNEZydhDOauRIMy

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He used to dream of Que Siming confessing his feelings to him in such a tearful, emotional way, so he could finally feel proud. But now that it’s happening, all he feels is overwhelming sadness.VRnHNKxFztWbpzeGlENWuhuMiizqFT

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How great would it have been to hear these words earlier? He would have been so happy. Now, though, it feels like it’s just an apology, said reluctantly. Was it so hard for him to say that he cared for him too? Just because he was inferior in every way, did that make a heartfelt confession seem like such a concession?sldhzkIxGkoTaJifohZqGZQoQXldCp

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Jinbao wasn’t usually someone with delicate or sensitive thoughts, but now, tangled up in this web of emotions, he couldn’t help but spiral into obsessive thinking, becoming anxious and overly concerned with every little thing.VrvLJPPwRZOZjkOJcaGmDNoGwftLGf

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At this point, he felt lost. It felt as good as ever to be held by this person. It’s not that he didn’t want to believe, but he was scared. Could he really trust again? If they fought again in the future, Que Siming could easily throw those hurtful words around, and what would he do then?hSsygKNlAtNJsBmLkYBaBnriOcHdmw

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If others knew, they’d probably laugh and say, “It was just an angry outburst; was it really worth such a big deal?” They’d all think he was being overly dramatic. But who the fuck knows how much those words hurt him, how heavily he took them?IGSOrzSxQLMwDmCCgHfOiEEuvoqULv

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Every unmanly part of him, Que Siming had forced out of him. Who could he even turn to for justice?NOGhwyImUqRXiVhZfUMfmdZFqchohF

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Exhausted from crying, after a whole day and night without sleep, Jinbao’s strength finally gave out. As he relaxed, he ended up falling asleep in Que Siming’s arms.DkkVvYExjVDHANmrrZOJlClZqcuOEP

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Que Siming looked at him, his face streaked with dried tears and smeared with makeup, and felt an overwhelming sense of bitterness.XmrLFWkHyrpFORNiJXFwHwFSysdwDM

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If only they could just keep holding each other like this. It didn’t have to be forever, even if they just died together right here, it would feel worth it.iMwxIzTRuuurcxfpIVdHUJtqtlDJsu

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He couldn’t understand it himself. How could a snot-nosed little brat he played with for just half a year when they were kids leave such a mark on him for thirteen years? How could he end up caring so much after reuniting for only one year?TSTMzgKUEYiZGmhUKSKTJmnVDETfvF

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Even with all the best medical skills, able to bring the dead back to life and mend broken bones, nothing could cure his deep affection for an idiot. Que Siming, young and promising, had thrown away all his fame and glory for this guy. Who could he even complain to about that?DIySdRVoRabZWhBDhLZDVpMjdBUOcX

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Holding him felt like holding the entire world.TeTmbFFgsWCrihOKaqYWTYACnLeUSV

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Que Siming sniffed, gently laying Jinbao down and adjusting him into a comfortable position, making sure to shift the weight onto himself so that the rocks below wouldn’t dig into him. He then wrapped him in his own coat and quietly watched his sleeping face.YzcUQQGxfkXHZfcMxsVXqNkYukdemR

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He didn’t know if, when Xiaohu woke up, things would improve. Given his stubbornness, he’d probably be embarrassed and start making a fuss again.dTcUyVjRoSSjpXDYSinRcyMaCUcwkX

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Que Siming missed Xiaohu’s smile, missed his warmth, and the tenderness they shared when they were entwined together.TEfnkCBUPoqhXibJyCBavuwAFjYUbH

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He hoped, desperately, that Xiaohu would wake up and smile at him. The desire was so strong that he didn’t dare to sleep, afraid he’d miss that moment. So he just stared at him with wide eyes.uLFUXHpNOSNNBCOCPHNQEVSquRfvsM

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But eventually, the exhaustion overwhelmed him. His eyelids drooped, and soon enough, he too fell into a deep sleep.uZuiXkTcmWTNKGqRvMHPGpAzMSZuWG

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