Crossdress Ch24

Xu Yan dragged his feet until evening before finally preparing to record the video.

His two roommates were sitting outside, so he stealthily took out two leg rings from the wardrobe, crumpled them in his hand, and carefully climbed onto the bed.

The dormitory lights were still on, and even with the bed curtain closed, some light seeped through.

He laid out the two leg rings to examine them: one was a pink butterfly bow he had worn before, and the other was a slightly stiff black leather ring.

He didn’t need to take off his pants; the loose pant legs easily slid down to his thighs.

He gently bit his lip, placed his phone against the corner of the wall to ensure the dim light didn’t reveal the surroundings, but still illuminated his two legs through the gap in the curtain.

His fair face turned a little red as Xu Yan started recording.

He first placed the pink butterfly bow on his thigh, then slowly wrapped it around the contour of his leg twice, tying the straps at the back of his leg. The bow was a bit crooked, so he carefully adjusted it before putting on the second ring.

The black leather leg ring had several buckles on the back. After putting it on his other leg, he found a suitable hole to fasten it, then gently pulled it up and tightened it a bit more.

The soft, tender flesh bulged out around the hard leather, with only the area under the belt slightly concave. The flesh above and below the belt bulged pitifully, trembling.

During the movement, the strap of the butterfly bow leg ring on the other leg loosened and slid down his smooth leg, falling between his legs. Xu Yan had to hook the butterfly bow with his finger and tie it back in place.

Before he could secure it properly, he heard someone call his name from below the bed.

Xu Yan froze, his back straightening instantly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. His eyes widened as he listened to the noise outside the bed curtain.

Zhao Qingji called out again, “Xu Yan? Are you asleep?”

Xu Yan quickly replied, “No, I’m not.”

Zhao Qingji was relieved, “Okay, I’m going to make a call. I’m afraid it might disturb you.”

Xu Yan stayed still and said, “It’s okay. Go ahead and make your call.”

Soon, the sound of Zhao Qingji’s phone call came through, and Xu Yan finally relaxed.

He had almost been scared to death, thinking he had been caught doing something strange on his bed.

The video recording up to that point was probably enough. He picked up his phone, stopped the recording, and cut off the latter part with the voices, leaving the scene where the pink butterfly bow slipped between his legs.

A message on his phone popped up at just the right time.

[Year]: Baby, the video.

After recording, Xu Yan made up his mind and sent it, not forgetting to remind.

[Yanyan]: You have to send one too.

He didn’t know if the other person was watching the video he had sent, but there was no reply for a long time.

The dormitory lights suddenly went out, and Xu Yan lay on his bed, quietly waiting.

He switched to other apps and browsed for a while. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he received a video from the other person, which was about ten seconds long.

Before opening it, the screen was foggy, and there was no sign of anyone. Curiously, he clicked play.

The camera shook slightly, and a hand lifted, wiping the foggy mirror. The figure behind, shrouded in steam, finally appeared. The glistening water droplets clung to the well-defined abdominal muscles. A few large, sparkling drops couldn’t hold on and slid down the shark line on the side of the waist…

The hand didn’t retract immediately. Only the index and middle fingers extended, pressing together, slowly drawing a line from left to right under the collarbone.

Xu Yan licked his lips, a small habit he did unconsciously when his mind was blank and he was at a loss.

He believed that the photo Year sent earlier was also unedited, but why did he scratch himself like that?

A few seconds later, he understood.

Because a light pink scratch mark had appeared on the skin where he had drawn. It was faint but very noticeable under the light.

The skin seemed very sensitive, and the scratch was clear.

The video ended here, with the mirror slowly fogging up again, obscuring the wet figure.

Xu Yan’s mouth was a bit dry. He turned off his phone and licked his lips several times, but it didn’t help.

He suddenly wanted to get up and drink some water, but his roommates were probably asleep, and he didn’t want to get up again. So he endured it.

He sent a message to the other person.

[Yanyan]: Why did you scratch yourself?

It turned red.

[Year]: Only let baby scratch later, okay?

This person is so strange. Why does he want Xu Yan to scratch him?

Xu Yan replied with a no, turned off his phone, and went to sleep.

***

The next evening, they had an elective class. Lin Xingxian had already arranged with Xu Yan to save seats for each other. When class started, the group sat together, but Wen Sinian was nowhere to be seen.

“Don’t worry about him, I helped him ask for leave. He went to Ares tonight,” Lin Xingxian said casually. “He’s been going a lot lately. Maybe he’s sick or something.”

Xu Yan was surprised by the remark and turned to stare blankly at Lin Xingxian. “Ah…”

Lin Xingxian laughed. “I’m just joking! Who told him to always pick on me? His mouth is so venomous—if he licked himself, I wonder if he’d poison himself to death.”

Xu Yan chuckled but didn’t say anything else.

Lin Xingxian seemed to sense something subtle and leaned in. “Junior, why do you care so much if he shows up for class?”

Xu Yan replied as if it were obvious, “The teacher is taking attendance this period. I just wanted to remind you guys.”

Lin Xingxian gave a drawn-out “oh,” then after a moment added, “But your Senior Wen is kind of weird. I’ll tell you secretly—these past few times I’ve seen him, he’s always staring at his phone. And sometimes… he smiles. It’s terrifying, you know?”

Xu Yan tried to imagine it and shook his head. “Not really.”

Lin Xingxian leaned even closer and whispered, “I get the feeling he’s dating someone and didn’t tell me.”

Xu Yan suddenly remembered how Xu Wenwen had misunderstood him and Wen Sinian as secretly dating. Could it be Lin Xingxian was also mistaken? He quickly said, “I don’t know either.”

Lin Xingxian gave him a strange look. “Don’t know what? I didn’t ask anything.”

Xu Yan choked for a moment. “Oh.”

Lin Xingxian continued, “Aren’t you guys roommates? I was just wondering whether he’s even been staying in the dorm.”

Xu Yan: “No.”

Lin Xingxian had a “just as I thought” expression and muttered a couple of things to himself. Xu Yan only caught something like “doesn’t follow doctor’s orders,” though maybe he misheard.

Year sent him a few messages, asking if he was in class. After replying, Xu Yan remembered a post he’d seen online a couple of days ago.

It said many people started with online relationships, eventually meeting in person. But only a small portion met decent people, liked each other after meeting, and continued dating. Most of the time, things fell apart after meeting—or worse, they found out the other person was a liar who only wanted money or emotional manipulation.

Xu Yan didn’t think there was anything particularly worth scamming about him. He thought for a moment and sent a message.

[Yanyan]: Do you really like me?

[Year]: I like you very much.

[Yanyan]: How can you like me? You don’t even know what I look like.

[Year]: I do.

Xu Yan’s heart skipped a beat. Then the next message came in.

[Year]: In my heart, you’re beautiful. You’re cute.

[Yanyan]: But what if I’m actually really ugly—the kind of ugly that’d shock you?

[Year]: I’d still like you.

[Year]: You keep asking, but my answer won’t change.

[Year]: I’ll always like you.

[Yanyan]: But you said at first that you were straight. That you don’t like guys.

[Year]: That’s because I hadn’t met you yet, baby.

Xu Yan rested his cheek in one hand and absentmindedly traced circles on the keyboard with the other.

[Yanyan]: But I don’t even know what you look like.

[Year]: Want to know?

Of course he wanted to.

[Yanyan]: Can you show me?

A faint hope bubbled up in Xu Yan’s heart—was this finally a yes to a photo with a face?

[Year]: I’ll show you when we meet.

Xu Yan was instantly annoyed and slammed the phone down, resting both hands on his cheeks and staring silently at the blackboard.

Wasn’t that just nonsense? If they met in person, of course they’d see each other’s faces. But still, he couldn’t shake the unease in his heart. He felt like no one would be this nice to someone for no reason.

He stayed dazed until the end of class, then left the room with Shen Nanli and Lin Xingxian.

 

Lin Xingxian called out to him, “Junior, do you remember you promised to be my model before? I’ve been waiting on you. Do you have time these days?”

 

Xu Yan had indeed been a bit free recently, and since he’d already promised, he didn’t want to make excuses. He nodded and said, “I do. Are you starting to draw now?”

 

Lin Xingxian replied, “Yeah, my hands are itching to draw lately, and I wasn’t too satisfied with what I drew before. If you’ve got time, let me know—I’ll send you the address, and you can come find me. I’ll reimburse your travel expenses.”

 

Xu Yan said, “Okay.”

 

After that, the group walked toward the roadside. Students were coming and going after class, and in the shade of a tree not far away, a car was parked. A tall man stood next to it, staring in their direction with intense eyes.

 

Xu Yan only took a glance and thought the man looked familiar. Then it hit him—back during the party at HP Hotel, he had accidentally run into Lin Xingxian kissing someone in the stairwell. It had been this man.

 

Lin Xingxian’s face visibly darkened. Seeing the man, he looked a bit annoyed and muttered under his breath, “That damn guy, again.”

 

Xu Yan still remembered Wen Sinian’s warning, so he pretended not to know anything and said to Lin Xingxian, “Senior, I think your friend is waiting for you. We’ll head back first.”

 

Shen Nanli also nodded in agreement beside him.

 

Who knew Lin Xingxian would respond so openly, “He’s not my friend.”

 

“He’s my ex.”

 

That statement stunned both Xu Yan and Shen Nanli.

 

Lin Xingxian said to the two of them, “It’s fine telling you. Just keep it a secret for me, okay?”

 

Then he winked at them and walked toward the car.

 

Xu Yan and Shen Nanli returned to the dorm together.

 

Later, Xu Yan found a free afternoon and messaged Lin Xingxian saying he had time now and asked if he should head to the art academy. But instead of the academy, Lin Xingxian sent him an off-campus location and transferred him 1100 yuan.

 

[Lin Xingxian]: I’ve moved out recently. Too many people at school. It’s annoying.

 

[Lin Xingxian]: That’s your taxi fare. Waiting for you, junior~

 

Xu Yan deliberately dressed nicely—long sleeves, long pants, and a light blue jacket. To save time, he obediently hailed a cab and headed to the location Lin Xingxian had sent.

 

But when he got out of the car and found himself standing in front of a uniquely designed standalone villa, he froze and looked down again at the message on his phone to double-check.

 

He hadn’t gone to the wrong place.

 

But somehow… this was Wen Sinian’s studio.