Translator: reiyu; Editor: fraise
Gu Kaifeng took the bag from Lin Feiran and checked the route back to the hotel. It was rush hour; with everybody getting off work they would likely get stuck in traffic if they called a cab, so they decided to take the subway back.
They walked through the tunnel to the subway, and on both sides of the passage there were several beggars, lying down or sitting, looking very pitiful. Only a young man dressed in blue sat with good posture on the ground, a blanket covering his legs so that passersby couldn’t see what was underneath. But the shape beneath the blanket looked strange, as if one leg was missing.
If that was the case, he should reveal how pitiful he was so that people would give him sympathy, but instead he concealed it.
“It must be him,” Lin Feiran whispered in Gu Kaifeng’s ear.
“I’ll go give this to him.” Gu Kaifeng blocked the enthusiastic Lin Feiran with one arm.
Lin Feiran: “Me too…”
Gu Kaifeng said coldly, “You’re not allowed to go.”
Going by genre, this beggar had a good bone structure, and was very likely to turn his situation around. And after he did that, he would certainly come back to look for the young girl OR guy who had helped him all those years ago!
Lin Feiran: “……”
Gu Kaifeng carried the bags over to the beggar, who gravely thanked him, and bowed in gratitude while sitting on the ground.
“No need to stand on ceremony.” He really did have a good bone structure! Gu Kaifeng turned around, caught hold of Lin Feiran, and pulled his little sticky cake to the train.
The next day, the four of them went to the beach together.
As previously agreed, Lin Feiran started learning freestyle from Gu Kaifeng. But they were an inattentive student and an inattentive instructor who knew each other’s thoughts, so the atmosphere was very heated throughout.
“I’ll swim. You support me. I’m worried I’ll sink,” Lin Feiran said with feigned seriousness.
“Where shall I support?” Gu Kaifeng smiled. One of his hands touched Lin Feiran’s naked chest and wickedly rubbed lightly at a certain place.
“A little further down.” Lin Feiran’s ears went red but his eyes were earnest. “Coach Gu, don’t keep thinking rascally thoughts. Teach me properly.”
Gu Kaifeng couldn’t take it and his hands started wandering underwater. “I can’t teach a student like you.”
Lin Feiran bit his lip to keep from smiling. “Why not?”
Gu Kaifeng whispered, “Too seductive. Your coach can’t take it.”
He dove under the water and grabbed Lin Feiran’s waist from below. He dragged Lin Feiran down too and their lips met underwater. Gu Kaifeng licked Lin Feiran’s lips with his tongue but Lin Feiran didn’t open his mouth.
“Too salty,” Lin Feiran explained when he surfaced from the water.
Gu Kaifeng also spat out the water. “So salty it’s bitter.”
Romantic underwater kisses… didn’t exist.
“Let’s swim farther out where no one goes,” Lin Feiran suggested.”
“And then? What shall we do?” Gu Kaifeng asked, although he already knew the answer.
Lin Feiran glared daggers and didn’t answer. He swam alone into the distance and Gu Kaifeng followed immediately.
The two made out for a while at a place some distance from the beach, then raced back to the shore. Lin Feiran successfully left Gu Kaifeng several metres behind him.
“Baby swims too fast.” Gu Kaifeng walked onto shore and gave praise without any shame.
Lin Feiran found the lounge chairs they had rented and lay down comfortably, spreading his limbs to bask in the sun. He pointed out cleverly, “You swim better than me. You let me win.”
“Not at all.” Gu Kaifeng sat on the lounge chair next to Lin Feiran’s and took hold of Lin Feiran’s beautiful hand. He flattered gently, “My RanRan swims well. Perfect posture. I know a lot but my technique isn’t good enough, so it’s normal to lose to you.”
A courtier playing chess with the emperor not only had to let the emperor win, but he had to let the emperor win with complete satisfaction!
Lin Feiran wore an expression of contentment: “Mm-hmm.”
His little tail was quirked high, and it lay under the sun alongside its owner.
Wang Zhuo and He Hao walked over. Wang Zhuo wore a little yellow duck flotation ring and was crying and yelling aggrievedly: “I’m cutting ties! I don’t want this Ritian anymore!” As he finished, he sat down on the lounge chair on Lin Feiran’s right.
He Hao sat down several centimeters away.
“What happened?” Lin Feiran tugged at Wang Zhuo’s little yellow duck flotation ring.
Wang Zhuo said aggrievedly, “He Hao touched my butt!”
He Hao explained himself: “Touching by accident is normal when I’m teaching you how to swim.”
Wang Zhuo yelled: “A touch is fine, but a pinch?! Can a pinch be accidental?!”
He Hao couldn’t control himself and laughed out loud.
Lin Feiran: “……”
There was definitely something up with these two, all right?!
Wang Zhuo took off the flotation ring and looked back at his own butt. He tapped it and said self-indulgently, “Actually, I can’t blame you. Even I want to touch it when I look at it. How on earth did I get such a butt?”
He Hao: “……”