Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 46
Chapter 46 Punishment
2024-10-13 07:21 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
“Your ex-boyfriend? He still has a key to your house?” Fan Xiao’s voice was like a cold snake, slowly coiling around him.
“He forgot to return it, and I forgot to ask for it back.” You Shulang’s hand stroked the man’s forearm, gave it a gentle squeeze, as if to coax him, then slid down and grabbed his wrist. “I didn’t know he would come today. Let’s go, let’s go out together.”
The bedroom was dimly lit. Fan Xiao stood with his back to the window, the other side of the light and shadow revealing an inscrutable expression. After a moment of silence, the man brushed the hand away, a mocking smile playing on his lips, perfectly suited for a kiss.
“I’m not going. Do you know how to make the other person feel bad after a breakup? Nothing beats you hiding a lover in your room before he does.”
“Fan Xiao…” You Shulang said with a hint of helplessness, “We broke up peacefully, there’s no need to make him feel bad; you are also my open and aboveboard partner, not a lover I need to hide.”
“I see.” The smile on his lips softened, but the sinister look in his eyes did not completely disappear. Fan Xiao stretched out his long arm and suddenly grabbed You Shulang to kiss him. It was a crazy and dramatic kiss. He deliberately pushed the man against the door that was being knocked on again, swallowing his breath and biting his lips until they turned red.
He whispered to his lips, “Since Director You doesn’t want him to feel bad, then I won’t go out and make him feel ashamed.”
Pressing down the doorknob, Fan Xiao pushed You Shulang, who was covered in lust, out of the bedroom.
“Shu…Shu Lang?”
Lu Zhen nearly collided with You Shulang, but he dodged to the side, his eyes filled with shock.
He had never seen You Shulang like this before. His clothes were disheveled and tattered, his lips were bright red, and the mottled blush of the sunset spread from below his ears to the depths of his collar. He wondered how many suggestive traces were hidden under his thin nightgown.
It’s obvious at a glance what just happened behind the thin door panel.
Lu Zhen opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Was this still the You Shulang he knew? Even after a love affair, the You Shulang of the past would remain indifferent. Afterwards, he would smoke silently and lonely, the smoke he exhaled like a light and ethereal veil, isolating him, and no one could enter his world.
But the man before her held resentment and anger, as well as a deep sense of helplessness and a love that was half-smiling and half-annoying.
It wasn’t the You Shulang he knew.
“Lu Zhen, is there something you need?” You Shulang quickly straightened his pajamas, ran his fingers through his hair to tidy it up, and secretly wiped the moisture from his lips as he lowered his hand.
If you ignore the physical marks of his sexual encounters, he is once again the composed and dignified You Shulang.
Lu Zhen glanced at the closed bedroom door, skipping You Shulang’s question: “Is that you inside…”
You Shulang nodded: “My boyfriend.”
“Ah, I see…” Lu Zhen felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. He quickly lowered his eyes, his eyelids concealing the sudden mist of tears.
“I thought… I thought you wouldn’t hand it in so quickly…”
“I also thought it wouldn’t be that fast, but fate just unexpectedly brought us together.” You Shulang asked again in a gentle tone, “I’ve already had your things delivered to your house, is there anything I forgot?”
“Ah, yes.” Lu Zhen turned around, tilted his head slightly, and tried to force back the tears in his eyes. “There is a… painting that I put behind the cabinet.”
“I’ll get it for you.”
“No need, I can do it myself.”
Lu Zhen walked to the side of the cabinet and reached in to pull a painting out from the gap between the cabinet and the wall. It was just an ordinary portrait, but Lu Zhen had covered most of it because he felt guilty.
The painting was the first one Fan Xiao painted for him. In the bright sunlight of the studio, the man gently called him “Zhenzhen”.
Lu Zhen originally intended to sneak away while You Shulang was at work, but unexpectedly stumbled upon him on vacation engaging in passionate “exercise” with his new boyfriend.
Feeling both heartbroken and guilty, unable to let go of the past yet unable to face the future with equanimity, Lu Zhen felt utterly awful and pathetic.
You Shulang’s gaze swept lightly over the painting, noticing a signature resembling Sanskrit in the lower right corner. Before he could get a good look at it, Lu Zhen turned the painting away.
“How have you been lately?” Lu Zhen asked softly, carrying the painting.
You Shulang nodded: “It’s fine.”
Lu Zhen’s smile was bitter: “Yeah, you’ve got a new boyfriend.” Thinking of You Shulang’s clean and simple private life, he looked up and asked, “Who is he? Do I know him? You don’t have many friends…”
Before he could finish speaking, his phone rang. The distinctive ringtone immediately replaced Lu Zhen’s sorrow with delight. He quickly pulled his phone out of his bag, and a look of joy appeared on his face as he saw the name flashing on the screen.
“Shulang, I have something to do, so I won’t talk to you any longer.”
“Okay.” The painting was a bit large, so You Shulang politely asked, “Do you need me to help you get it into the car?”
“No need, no need,” Lu Zhen couldn’t hide his urgency. “I can take it downstairs myself.”
He eagerly pushed open the door, and as he was about to slam it shut and leave, You Shulang softly reminded him, “Lu Zhen, this is my house key…”
“Oh! I almost forgot again.” Lu Zhen placed the key in You Shulang’s hand, gave a simple wave, and walked downstairs.
You Shulang heard him answer the phone, but he only said “hello” once and then fell silent.
Fan Xiao hung up the phone, then turned it off and casually threw it onto the bed. He sauntered out and leaned against the bedroom door, his words carrying a strange undertone: “Your ex-boyfriend has completely bewitched you?”
You Shulang closed the door and hung the key on the hook on the wall.
“Stop being so jealous,” the man said, his eyes narrowing. “I haven’t settled the score with you yet.”
Fan Xiaosong slumped over, leaning on You Shulang’s shoulder as if he had no bones, and stirred up trouble: “Did your ex-boyfriend cheat on you?” He touched the man’s earlobe with his lips, “But I’m just wondering who could be better than you? Was your ex-boyfriend blind?”
You Shulang pushed him away and reached out to ruffle Fan Xiao’s messy hair: “Don’t make wild guesses, don’t gossip, don’t cause trouble.”
With a subtle pout, Fan Xiao followed You Shulang into the bathroom: “Let’s shower together.”
Not only did You Shulang not refuse, but she also turned around and gave him a light, flirtatious glance, which was very unusual, though alluring.
The bathroom was small but clean, with a separate wet and dry area, and the shower area was separated by glass. The mirror was spotless, clearly reflecting the mottled marks on his neck. You Shulang lightly ran his finger along the red marks, then looked at Fan Xiao in the mirror, neither angry nor annoyed, with a half-smile: “Feeling good just now, pushing me out of the bedroom in such a disheveled state?”
Fan Xiao’s back stiffened, and he subconsciously took a small step back: “Director You, I was jealous at the time and couldn’t control my emotions.”
“Can it be controlled now?”
“…I guess so.”
“Alright.” You Shulang began to take off his clothes. “You stand here and watch me take a shower.” He turned around and moved closer to Fan Xiao. “You can’t move. If you do, you won’t be able to enter my room or get into my bed this week.”
The clothes fell to the ground: “I mean what I say.”
The sound of water came from the bathroom, and Fan Xiao and You Shulang were separated by a glass partition.
His slightly messy, damp hair was gathered at the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead. You Shulang raised his head to face the waterline, his superior jawline taut, the lines even more sharp and smooth.
With broad shoulders and a slender back, he was tall and strong, seemingly thin but not skinny. Streams of water flowed down Chi Kueh’s body, from his sharp eyebrows and cold eyes to his long neck, spreading to his collarbone, and then sliding down his chest.
His pale skin turned a light pink from the hot water, softening his usual coldness. His slender waist slumped as You Shulang began to clean him.
What a sensory shock this is! Three parts shyness, four parts restraint, and a touch of intentional or unintentional provocation…
Fan Xiao suddenly placed his hand on the door handle, feeling an oppressive gaze even before the door was opened.
“Do you want to come in?” You Shulang asked casually.
Fan Xiao paused, reason overpowering his lust. This was punishment! Locked out of the bathroom, Fan Xiao finally realized what was happening. You Shulang had figured him out; he knew how to use a small punishment as a warning.
His body was already beginning to stir, but he could only helplessly suppress it. You Shulang was getting serious, and anyone would have to be wary of him.
“I just wanted to ask if Director You needs my help? If not, I won’t go in.”
You Shulang raised an eyebrow and frowned deeply. Fan Xiao could only smile helplessly and lean against the sink in compliance, keeping his eyes on the spot the whole time, imagining eighteen different movements.
In the steamy, cramped bathroom, the hand resting on the sink clenched tighter and tighter, the man’s body growing increasingly hot…
