His face was truly perfect!
Looking at the caption, the younger brother had scored the top mark in the Liaofang City college entrance exam.
Wait, some fans suddenly remembered that their other idol, Film Emperor Rong Zhenghao, also posted on Weibo today, saying his younger brother was the top scorer in Liaofang City.
Could it be... the same brother?!
Rong Zishan watched the likes and comments on this post with satisfaction.
Coming over today just to take a selfie with Rong Xingyu had been worth it.
Thinking of Rong Zhenqiao’s Moments post, Rong Zhenghao’s simple text Weibo and his own photo-and-text Weibo, he felt victorious.
This round, he had won! Rong Zishan thought to himself, feeling very pleased.
Feeling satisfied, Rong Zishan put the phone away and suddenly looked toward the second floor.
"Oh, I left something in the room upstairs. I’ll go find it."
After saying that, Rong Zishan started walking toward the stairs so fast that Rong Xingyu didn’t even have time to stop him.
Rong Xingyu: "Oh no."
Why did he suddenly have such a bad premonition?
Rong Xingyu hurried after him.
Rong Zishan was already walking up the stairs.
"I’m just grabbing something. It’ll be quick," Rong Zishan said as he walked. "You keep yourself busy. No need to come with me."
Rong Xingyu: "..."
It wasn’t that he wanted to accompany Rong Zishan; he was worried that if Rong Zishan opened the door, he might have an accidental and awkward encounter with Ding Yixin inside the room!
After all, Ding Yixin had never been upstairs before.
Rong Xingyu had no idea which room he might be in.
If Rong Zishan had seen Ding Yixin downstairs, it might have been a little awkward.
But running into him in a bedroom, a place that naturally sparks the imagination, would be a whole different level of trouble.
That wouldn’t just be awkward, it would be disastrous!
Just imagining that scene made Rong Xingyu shiver.
With his heart racing, he nervously followed closely behind Rong Zishan.
Rong Zishan walked straight toward the bedroom he had previously stayed in.
He stopped at the door with his hand reaching for the doorknob.
From a short distance away, Rong Xingyu watched every movement as if it were in slow motion.
He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva hard.
Then, what seemed slow to Rong Xingyu but was actually very fast was Rong Zishan pushing the bedroom door open.
Rong Xingyu didn’t enter, but instinctively held his breath, afraid of hearing his fourth brother yell a loud "What the—!"
After a few tense seconds, Rong Zishan didn’t seem to react unusually.
Rong Xingyu hadn’t even lowered his guard when suddenly, the door of the bedroom closest to where he stood swung open from the inside.
"!!!"
Before Rong Xingyu could even shout, a large hand covered his mouth, stopping any sound from escaping.
Then he was pulled forcefully into the room.
Already tense and now startled, Rong Xingyu felt his heart pounding so fast it seemed like it might leap out of his throat.
He was pressed against the wall right inside the door.
Rong Xingyu widened his eyes and stared at Ding Yixin in front of him: "..."
Ding Yixin’s one hand covered Rong Xingyu’s mouth, while the other supported him from behind to prevent his head from hitting the wall.
The bedroom door slammed shut with a bang.
Rong Xingyu breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly from the tension.
From the next room, Rong Zishan heard the door close and shouted loudly.
"Xiaoyu? What’s going on?"
Rong Xingyu: "..."
Hearing Rong Zishan, Ding Yixin raised an eyebrow slightly.
He finally removed his hand from Rong Xingyu’s mouth, but his body remained close, pinning Rong Xingyu against the wall.
Rong Xingyu took several deep breaths to calm himself.
He called out loudly to the next room: "I’m fine! I’m just resting in my room for a bit!"
After saying this, Rong Xingyu noticed the playful smile in Ding Yixin’s eyes and his own face flushed.
"So... you’re in this room," Rong Xingyu whispered.
Only now did he realize that Ding Yixin had actually come into his bedroom.
Ding Yixin said nothing, still smiling warmly at Rong Xingyu.
The same hand that had covered Rong Xingyu’s mouth earlier now gently stroked his chin.
Seeing the emotion in Ding Yixin’s eyes, Rong Xingyu’s face turned even redder.
He lightly bit his lip, then obediently closed his eyes.
Ding Yixin looked at Rong Xingyu’s submissive, willing posture, and his gaze deepened.
He leaned down without hesitation and kissed Rong Xingyu, continuing the kiss that had been interrupted downstairs.
"Mm"
Ding Yixin kissed deeply and Rong Xingyu’s body went soft against the wall.
He felt his strength being drained; if it weren’t for the wall and Ding Yixin’s arms supporting him, he might have slid down entirely.
But Rong Xingyu remembered that his fourth brother was just in the next room.
Even though the bedroom was well soundproofed, Rong Xingyu could vaguely hear the rustling sounds of Rong Zishan rummaging through things next door, and his heart raced even faster.
The nervous feeling crawled up Rong Xingyu’s spine.
Ding Yixin noticed Rong Xingyu’s mind wandering, so he playfully punished him with a gentle bite on his lips.
"Focus, Yuyu."
"Mm..."
Rong Xingyu struggled for a moment but was quickly drawn back into the kiss by Ding Yixin.
When Ding Yixin finally pulled away, Rong Xingyu leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
Somehow, his shirt had been pushed up halfway without him noticing.
Ding Yixin’s lips hadn’t stopped; they traced down to Rong Xingyu’s collarbone.
That wasn’t all, Ding Yixin lowered his voice and asked suggestively, "Yuyu, doesn’t this feel like we’re... sneaking around?"
Rong Xingyu: "!!!"
How could Ding Yixin even say something like that!
Rong Xingyu’s face was already red, but now it looked like a fully ripened tomato.
His fourth brother was just a wall away and here he was, hiding and kissing Ding Yixin behind his back.