Sharing a Bed with My Mortal Enemy

Cold-faced and slutty × straight man's loyal dog attack Straight and bent, attacking and favoring, double c —— Lin Yuran never thought in his life that he would sleep with a man, and this man was also his mortal enemy - Jiang Qi. The two of them had disliked each other since they first entered school and would avoid each other when meeting. The reason was that Lin Yuran's goddess confessed to Jiang Qi and was rejected. After that, it was spread in the school that A major student Inori Soe was gay. Everyone said it was Lin Yuran's revenge, and he came out to make some shocking news. The news spread like wildfire, causing an uproar. Jiang Qi did not deny it, but admitted it openly. It's time to go to class and turn a blind eye to other people's gazes. He was born cold and always looked like he was distant from others. Friends around Lin Yuran couldn't help but feel sorry for him: "The world has really changed, disgusting homosexuals can be so unscrupulous." "None of your business." Lin Yuran didn't even raise his head. Even if he is a bitter enemy, he doesn't like to gossip behind someone's back. "They say their circles are divided into different groups. Do you think he is from above or from below?" This time Lin Yuran kicked his friend's stool hard: "It's none of my business." —— On Lin Yuran's birthday, someone drank a lot of wine. Jiang Qi didn't drink a drop of wine and sat in the corner with a cold expression throughout the whole process. When everyone had dispersed, Lin Yuran was already lying on the table unconscious. In the middle of the night, he woke up from thirst and turned over, and the back of his hand touched a piece of warm skin. Jiang Qi slept next to him. Under the quilt, both of them were naked. Lin Yuran sat up suddenly. Looking down, he saw several red marks on his chest and a few hickeys on his collarbone. Jiang Qi woke up and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you coming?" Lin Yuran's voice trembled: "I... You... Us?" Jiang Qi still had the same paralyzed face that he had for thousands of years: "You held me tight last night and refused to let me go." Lin Yuran thought about it and realized that he could indeed do such a thing. Last time he drank too much and even hugged the street lamp and called his mother. "Then what?" Jiang Qi sat up, and the quilt slid down to his waist, revealing a large trace from his collarbone to his chest: "You think I'm perfunctory and not enthusiastic enough." There was a bang in Lin Yuran's head, and he went numb. He should apologize and leave immediately. But he didn't move. Because Jiang Qi just leaned on the bed and looked at him, his eyes were red and his lips were swollen... —— Then it became a regular thing. Lin Yuran didn't know how it started. Probably because he kept thinking about it after that night, thinking about class, eating, and getting distracted while playing games. The picture of Jiang Qi in bed was turning over and over in his mind. That ice face was actually very attractive. One night he sent a message to Jiang Qi, deleted it, deleted it, and finally sent: "Are you here?" Ten minutes later, a word came back from the other side: "Come." He told himself that it was just to solve his physiological needs, and it had nothing to do with who the other person was. He even told himself that it didn't mean he wasn't straight. Jiang Qi didn't say anything while doing it, and occasionally grunted. When he couldn't stand it anymore, he would tug Lin Yuran's arm. Lin Yuran loved that moment the most. All the coldness on Jiang Qi's face was shattered, his eyes were red, and he was buried in his arms wetly. But after doing it, Jiang Qi returned to his original appearance, as if nothing had happened. When Lin Yuran left, Jiang Qi wouldn't even look at him. Meet twice a week, sometimes three times. Don't talk about feelings, don't ask about personal matters. Once it was done, neither of them was in a hurry to move. Jiang Qi leaned on the bedside, and Lin Yuran suddenly asked: "Don't you feel a loss if you do this to me?" Jiang Qi sneered: "Understand, I slept with you for nothing. But you should really practice your bed skills." —— Several months passed like this. Lin Yuran began to notice some strange things. For example, the first person he wanted to find after playing ball was not his brothers, but Jiang Qi. For example, he started to memorize Jiang Qi's class schedule, and would coax him to work on it a few more times when there were not many classes. For example, once I met Jiang Qi eating alone in the cafeteria, he consciously sat across from him with his plate. Jiang Qi did not chase him away, but asked, "Do you have any thoughts about me?" Lin Yuran's heart skipped a beat, and his mouth was faster than his brain: "No." But he regretted it the moment he said it. Because Jiang Qi's expression at this moment was something he had never seen before. There is ridicule, loneliness, and relief. Jiang Qi's lips curled up: "Lin Yuran, if you are a straight man, then you should be your straight man. Don't tease me." "What if I say yes?" Lin Yuran's palms holding the chopsticks were all sweaty. He took a deep breath: "Do you want to try with me?" Intention: The right person is by your side