Crossdress Ch47

Xu Yan was once again pulled into someone’s embrace.

“Senior Lin didn’t notice me just now, right?”

Wen Sinian reassured him, “No.”

“Then… did he come to find me for something else?” Xu Yan blinked, tentatively asking.

“They ordered seafood hotpot again. He just wanted to ask if you’d eat.”

Xu Yan looked down and patted his half-full stomach. He had never had seafood hotpot before.

“I want to…” he started, but before he could finish, his lips were suddenly touched by a warm, damp breath.

Wen Sinian was looking at him.

Xu Yan was startled and instinctively backed away. When he saw the other leaning in again, he hurriedly covered his mouth and turned his face away.

His cheeks flushed red as he mumbled, “I just want to try it… I didn’t eat enough just now…”

Afraid that Wen Sinian would kiss him again, he quickly came up with an excuse to escape the room, otherwise, his tongue wouldn’t survive.

Thankfully, Wen Sinian didn’t push the kiss further and only asked, “What else do you want to eat?”

It was already close to ten. At this hour, ordering food might take a while. Xu Yan shook his head, “It’s okay, I’ll just go down and grab something simple.”

As he tried to get off Wen Sinian’s lap, he was scooped up instead.

Wen Sinian carried him toward the bathroom. “Wash your face before you go.”

He set him down only after they arrived in front of the bathroom mirror.

Xu Yan looked at himself, his face still looked damp and red from crying earlier. It was a little obvious.

And the huge mirror in front of him looked oddly familiar. Wen Sinian had once sent him a video shot here.

Xu Yan blushed even more. He bent over to wash his face, but the sink was a little too high, so by the end, both of his sleeves were soaked.

Wen Sinian handed him a towel to dry his face and noticed his chest was wet too, his thin shirt clinging to him.

How did he manage to soak himself just from washing his face? Baby’s so silly, how could he take care of himself?

Xu Yan handed back the towel. His face was now freshly washed, pale and soft like morning dew.

Wen Sinian grabbed a shirt from the wardrobe for him. Only then did Xu Yan notice a hidden door beside the massive closet. He had thought Wen Sinian’s room was already big enough… what could be behind that secret door?

Xu Yan just wanted to go downstairs quickly. So when Wen Sinian handed him clothes, he obediently ran to the bathroom to change. Holding his wet clothes, he came back out and said, “I’ll go down first, can you wait a few minutes before coming?”

Wen Sinian, arms crossed, looked at him. He had picked a relatively slim fit shirt, but it was still oversized on Xu Yan. His petite frame was swimming in it; even his little butt was completely covered.

“Why?”

Xu Yan explained, “If they see us coming down together, they might overthink it. Didn’t you promise not to let others know? Our relationship… can we keep it secret too?”

Too many people at school knew Wen Sinian. If word got out he had a boyfriend, the school forum would be in chaos.

Xu Yan didn’t want to be the subject of gossip. Better to stay low-key.

And that way, if they ever broke up, it could end quietly. No one would know he had ever been with Wen Sinian.

Wen Sinian could see right through his thoughts. But he had already agreed to a secret relationship, he couldn’t push too hard right now.

“Okay.”

Receiving this affirmation, Xu Yan happily reminded him to come down ten minutes later and ran off with his clothes.

As soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs, he smelled the aroma from the living room. The weight on his chest lifted. Xu Yan’s appetite returned and he eagerly sat back down at the table.

The others had no clue what had happened. Seeing him return, someone even handed him food.

Only Lin Xingxian noticed that he had changed clothes, and the luxury brand logo on his chest gleamed blindingly.

His expression grew more knowing.

That brand, was Wen Sinian’s favorite.

Xu Yan happily ate for ten minutes. Then Wen Sinian came down too, sitting beside him again.

The two had disappeared and returned one after another, and something about the atmosphere had subtly shifted.

Lin Xingxian held back his questions. With so many people around, it was hard to ask directly. He chomped noisily on a crab leg and casually spat the shell into Han Yu’s palm.

But he couldn’t help it. Lin Xingxian feigned nonchalance and asked, “Oh right, wasn’t your last phone the latest top model? Where’d it go?”

Xu Yan was sitting between them. Upon hearing that, his chewing slowed, head lowered, his dark eyes spinning nervously.

Wen Sinian leaned on the couch, watching Xu Yan’s bowed back. His shirt clung to his spine, tracing a faint ridge that disappeared into the waistband of his pants.

The shirt was too long, with a bit tucked under his butt, he didn’t even realize.

Lin Xingxian pressed again, “Hey, I’m talking to you. Don’t tell me you just conveniently lost it?”

Xu Yan’s heart was pounding when he heard Wen Sinian’s calm reply: “Didn’t lose it. Just didn’t like using it, so I left it upstairs.”

At the same time, a hand slid under the table, warm as fire, lightly resting on Xu Yan’s leg. His back stiffened and he turned to look at Wen Sinian.

Wen Sinian was looking down, smiling faintly at him.

Luckily, there was a throw pillow on the couch hiding their hands. But there were still so many people at the table. Xu Yan was trembling. He tried to move that hand away.

But the moment he touched the back of the hand, his fingers were suddenly grabbed.

That strong, long-fingered hand wedged itself between his fingers and slowly interlocked them, tightly, leaving no room to escape.

Half of Xu Yan’s body went numb. Being held like this made it feel like even his heart was being gripped, thump, thump, thump.

Afraid his face would flush again, he buried his head even lower.

Everyone else was still chatting and laughing, completely unaware of what had just happened upstairs, or that, at this very moment, the two were secretly holding hands amid the noise.

Xu Yan felt like his heart was bubbling over with fizzy soda.

Lin Xingxian, unaware of their secret gestures, continued, “Isn’t that the same model as Yanyan’s? Even the color’s the same. What a coincidence, you two really have the same taste.”

Wen Sinian lazily lifted his eyelids and replied with unusual cheer, “Want me to give you one?”

Lin Xingxian was immediately choked. Was that what he meant?! What a jerk, playing dumb!

Xu Yan’s hand still wasn’t released.

Wen Sinian gave a gentle squeeze, pinching his fingers. When Xu Yan frowned slightly and looked at him, Wen Sinian loosened his grip and rubbed the back of his hand affectionately.

His hands were small, small enough to be fully enveloped in someone else’s palm. Soft and boneless, they made people afraid to squeeze too hard, in case they hurt him, but also made people want to knead and mold them into all kinds of shapes.

The meal didn’t end until past 1 a.m. Two people per room, and the house was big enough for that arrangement.

When room assignments were being made, Shen Nanli and Zhao Qingji were going to share a room. Upon hearing that, Xu Yan immediately insisted on staying with them too. That way, they could head out together for filming the next morning. Otherwise, he said, they might disturb the others, after all, Zheng Yao and the rest had drunk a lot and would probably sleep in all day.

Shen Nanli and Zhao Qingji found that reasonable. So Xu Yan quickly followed them upstairs, not daring to look back at Wen Sinian’s expression.

After washing up, Xu Yan shared a bed with Shen Nanli.

They often stayed over at each other’s houses back home and were used to sleeping together.

They set an alarm for 9 a.m. and turned off the lights to sleep.

Xu Yan lay on the soft bed, tossing and turning. He couldn’t fall asleep, his mind kept drifting to what had happened earlier in Wen Sinian’s room. What he did, and what he said…

Everything felt like a dream. He had actually ended up being with Wen Sinian.

Even knowing Wen Sinian was “Year,” he still had trouble reconciling that drastic personality difference.

In front of others, Wen Sinian barely spoke a word. But when it was just the two of them, he was so clingy, so lewd.

And he could say such embarrassingly shameless things without even blinking…

Xu Yan wanted to kick the blanket and shout but didn’t dare make a sound. He just buried his face into the bed and silently cursed the bastard in his heart.

Suddenly, the phone he had placed on the side table lit up with a message. He opened it to check.

[Year]: Are you asleep, baby?

[Year]: If not, will you reply?

Xu Yan hesitated for a moment, then typed a reply.

[Yanyan]: What is it?

[Year]: Are your roommates asleep?

[Yanyan]: Seems like they are.

Xu Yan listened closely and could hear the steady, peaceful breathing from the two beside him. Moments later, his phone lit up again.

[Year]: Open the door.

Xu Yan stared at his phone in shock, then poked his head out from the blanket and looked at the quiet, dark room door.

[Year]: If you don’t, I’ll open it myself.

Xu Yan panicked and quickly typed back:

[Yanyan]: Wait, I’m coming.

He carefully slipped out of bed without even putting on shoes, clutching his phone as he tiptoed toward the door.

He hadn’t taken more than two steps when Shen Nanli suddenly rolled over, blinking drowsily as he saw Xu Yan crouched near the foot of the bed like a sneaky thief.

Rubbing his eyes, he asked, “Yanyan, where are you going?”

Xu Yan whispered, “I’m thirsty. Going downstairs to get some water. Go back to sleep, it’s already really late.”

“Oh.” Shen Nanli closed his eyes and fell back asleep instantly.

Xu Yan didn’t dare delay any further. He tiptoed to the door, gently turned the handle, and opened it from the inside.

Sure enough, outside stood a tall figure like a mountain, dark, silent, ghostlike, completely blocking Xu Yan’s path.

Even though he knew it was Wen Sinian, Xu Yan instinctively shrank back half a step under the intense pressure radiating from him.

No lights were on in the hallway. The entire second floor was cloaked in darkness, with only a faint light strip glowing downstairs, casting dim illumination upward.

Wen Sinian lowered his gaze and saw the pair of bare feet on the cold floor.

As pale as jade, Xu Yan’s toes curled slightly inward as he tiptoed, small, timid, and ridiculously adorable.

Xu Yan had just opened his mouth to ask what Wen Sinian wanted when, suddenly, he felt himself being lifted. In the next moment, his legs were parted, and he was scooped up, face-to-face, into the man’s arms.

Wen Sinian held him like a child, one hand supporting his butt, the other casually pulling the bedroom door shut behind them.

Xu Yan nearly cried out in surprise. He slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle himself as Wen Sinian carried him down the silent hallway and back to that black door.

Once again, the door opened, once again, he was taken inside.

As the door closed, Xu Yan was pushed up against it.

His lips were sealed by a kiss. The one that had been interrupted earlier was now resumed, this time, in the deep of night, with no one left to disturb them.