Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 109
Chapter 109 Extra Chapter Three: The Rival Terminator.
You Shulang glanced at Fan Xiao before greeting the approaching man: “Xiao Qin.”
Qin Zhiyang clenched his fist: “Brother You, did he force you?”
“Xiao Qin, Fan Xiao is my boyfriend now, we’re together.” You Shulang gave a clear answer under the eager gazes of the two men.
Even a gentle facade couldn’t hide Fan Xiao’s smug expression. He draped his arm over You Shulang’s shoulder, pressing his body even closer: “Young Master Qin, I think we need to get to know each other again, considering he’s your brother You’s boyfriend.”
Qin Zhiyang ignored Fan Xiao, pointing to the beat-up motorcycle and saying to You Shulang, “He’s lying to you. He owns two cars, a company, and several shares. And that’s just his assets in China; he has a lot more overseas. Brother You, he’s pretending to be poor to gain your sympathy!”
Fan Xiao subtly tripped him up: “Young Master Qin, isn’t it illegal to investigate people privately?”
Qin Zhiyang questioned, “Isn’t this true?”
“It is true, but your brother You knows all this.”
“Knows?” The mature-beyond-his-years Qin Zhiyang looked incredulous. “Brother You, he’s scum. Why did you get back together with him?”
“Xiao Qin,” You Shulang’s expression darkened slightly, “I know you’re worried about me, thank you for thinking of me, but I don’t want to hear people say things that badly criticize my boyfriend.” You Shulang recalled Fan Xiao’s numerous misdeeds and said helplessly, “Perhaps I used the word ‘badly criticize,’ but I know you understand what I mean.”
He softened his tone: “Xiao Qin, it’s hard to judge what’s going on between Fan Xiao and me. You know me, I won’t act impulsively, I hope you can understand me.” He smiled slightly, “Of course, it’s okay if you don’t understand.”
Qin Zhiyang’s fist slowly deflated, returning to the composed young man he once was: “I understand, feelings don’t follow logic.”
He glanced at Fan Xiao, still feeling melancholy, and then, a thought flashed through his mind: “Brother You, no matter who you’re with, I hope you’re happy. I’m going to Africa soon to expand my trade business and won’t be back for a while. Before I leave, can I hug you to mourn my lost first love?”
He opened his arms.
Fan Xiao snatched the cigarette from his mouth: “Xianglian, you’re playing the tragic heroine, don’t give me that revenge drama.”
Qin Zhiyang’s eyes reddened slightly: “Is it alright, Brother You?”
You Shulang sighed, patted Fan Xiao’s back reassuringly, then walked over and accepted Qin Zhiyang’s hug.
The man embracing You Shulang rolled his eyes, looking at Fan Xiao defiantly.
Fan Xiao rubbed the cigarette residue between his fingers and sneered: “What a Platonic love story.”
Qin Zhiyang raised an eyebrow, then tightened his arms, pressing his cheek against You Shulang’s neck, his expression forlorn and sorrowful.
“I’m leaving.” A moment later, Qin Zhiyang left the warm embrace. “Brother You, if you want to investigate the person behind you, you can come to me anytime. I can find out everything about him.”
Fan Xiao pulled You Shulang back to his side: “I have nothing to hide, I don’t need you to bother.” He wiped the skin on his lover’s neck and said coldly, “I’ll go see Mr. Qin off.”
“Don’t…”
“Don’t worry,” Fan Xiao interrupted You Shulang, “I know what I’m doing.”
Qin Zhiyang had just opened the car door when he heard Fan Xiao walk over and say teasingly, “Little Qin, want to hug me too? After all, I’m the first love rival in my life.”
Qin Zhiyang responded with a calm “Get lost,” opened the car door, and got in.
Fan Xiao walked to the car, leaned over and held the door, his expression unexpectedly serious: “Qin Zhiyang, if you ever meet someone you truly love, don’t use those despicable methods to hurt them. Don’t be like me, almost losing the person you loved most. I made You Shulang suffer too much. You can call me scum, I won’t argue. Learn from my mistake, don’t do things you’ll regret. Besides, not everyone is You Shulang, willing to give a scumbag a chance.”
Qin Zhiyang’s hands gripping the steering wheel bulged with veins. He avoided Fan Xiao’s gaze: “You’re telling me this because you think I’m a pervert too?”
Fan Xiao straightened up and said calmly: “I’m telling you this because you once helped You Shulang.”
He patted the car: “Let’s go. I wish you find true love in Africa.”
Qin Zhiyang cursed under his breath, glanced at You Shulang again in the rearview mirror, then stepped on the gas, and the car roared off.
“The motorcycle isn’t broken?” You Shulang asked Fan Xiao calmly as he walked back.
Fan Xiao hesitated for a moment, then smiled and replied, “It’s not bad. I just knew Qin Zhiyang passed by here every day, so I made him give up.”
“So, you investigated him privately too?”
“Yes, you need to know your rival.” He pleaded a little, “I just lacked confidence.”
“Oh? Even President Fan has moments of insecurity?” You Shulang casually mounted his motorcycle, his slim-fitting trousers accentuating his curves. He started the motorcycle and slowly drove up to Fan Xiao, leaning in and whispering, “President Fan looks very handsome in his motorcycle jacket, it’s making my heart itch. I originally wanted to try the taste of a rough man tonight, but now, you won’t have the chance to get into my bed.”
Fan Xiao stroked You Shulang’s face, gently rubbing his lips with his thumb: “Opportunities are given by Director You. You just told Qin Zhiyang that you wouldn’t do anything impulsively. Now I just want to ask one question: Is it difficult for you to give me another chance and accept me again?”
The motorcycle vibrated. You Shulang leaned down and pressed his lips to the corner of the man’s mouth. “I was lying to him. I’m rarely impulsive. There are only two things that left a deep impression on me as an adult: one was falling in love with you hastily without knowing you, and the other was going back to you even though I knew you were a bad guy.” He
thought, “Was it difficult? It shouldn’t be. Getting myself drunk with a bottle of baijiu was the whole process.”
Fan Xiao’s hand on You Shulang tightened, his voice slightly choked: “Shulang…”
The next moment, he was pushed away. You Shulang patted his cheek: “The motorcycle is old, it can’t carry two people. Goodbye, Mr. Fan.”
With a lowered gaze, You Shulang twisted the handlebars and sped away.
Fan Xiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, cupping his hands and shouting at the departing figure: “You Shulang, I love you!”
The sound of the motorcycle stopped far away. You Shulang put his long legs on the ground and took out a cigarette.
The cigarette swished between his lips twice before Fan Xiao caught up. He hopped on his motorcycle, put his arm around You Shulang’s waist, and said, “Director You, give me a ride. You can do whatever you want with me when we get home.”
You Shulang glanced at him, the cigarette still between his teeth, and started the motorcycle. Just as he picked up speed, he braked sharply, and Fan Xiao bumped into You Shulang’s back. He heard a deep voice say, “Hold on tight, or it’ll be dangerous.”
Clinging tightly to the strong waist, Fan Xiao buried his face in the man’s broad shoulders, a mixture of laughter and tears.
(The End)
