Xia Nanchu's mother got a sudden urge to cook, and one fire later, their home was gone.
So during summer vacation, he had to stay at his mother's best friend's house.
After a late-night chat, the women hit it off and decided to go on a trip on a whim. The next day, they left Xia Nanchu a note saying they were leaving, but didn't tell him someone else would be coming to the house.
The newcomer was tall and graceful, broad-shouldered and slim-waisted, with long legs. Most importantly, he had the face of the movie star Xia Nanchu had liked for years.
Xia Nanchu's eyes widened slightly. Was he... dreaming?
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Xia Nanchu considered himself a perfectly respectable little artist. He just liked to secretly draw a few intimate scenes, and accidentally became famous for it.
The most frequent subject of those drawings was the movie star Rong Yan, the mysterious son of his mother's best friend, who was also a thoroughly straight man.
Xia Nanchu carefully kept his secret identity and his little crush under wraps.
On the first day he became the movie star's roommate, he was tackled to the ground. "..."
The man wrapped a hand around his pale, slender wrist and pulled it under his clothes. His face showed pain and restraint, while his breathless panting made Xia Nanchu's cheeks burn. "Touch me..."
Xia Nanchu closed his eyes. Why hadn't this dream ended yet?
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After a night of this and that, Xia Nanchu woke up feeling utterly hopeless.
He later learned that Rong Yan hadn't been able to leave behind the persona of the lead character in his previous film, and had temporarily developed a need for skin contact.
Under a confidentiality agreement, Xia Nanchu was begged by the manager to work part-time as the movie star's cure.
There were two reasons:
First, as few people as possible should know about the movie star's need for skin contact.
Second, Xia Nanchu was practically family, and he was a man, so he was safe.
Xia Nanchu lowered his head silently. Maybe it was better not to assume he was safe...
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Nobody knew that, though Xia Nanchu seemed straight on the outside, he was proper and clean-cut, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.
That was until Rong Yan needed him. Xia Nanchu secretly acted out, just a little, the scenes he had once drawn on the man.
But he never expected his drawings to one day reach Rong Yan.
That night, as he tried out a new drawing, there was something different about the way the man looked at him.
The man coaxed him. "Good boy, hold on tighter."
And then Xia Nanchu...
Xia Nanchu became the one experiencing what was in the pictures.
The day after his secret identity was exposed, Xia Nanchu ran away.
The day he was caught and brought back, the man's gaze darkened. As if afraid of scaring him, he spoke gently. "Chuchu, let's talk."
Xia Nanchu trembled, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. "Talk... I'll talk, okay? Just don't... don't put your hand any farther in..."
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Theme: Stay positive and keep moving forward. 2023/12/13