Chapter 22
There were no windows in the dressing room, and when the light went out, it immediately became a pure black cage. There was a chaotic sound in the corridor, and the person in charge on the scene was yelling loudly. The sound was unclear through the door. It seemed that the entire studio had lost power.
When people suddenly fell into darkness, they would subconsciously approach the heat source around them, and Fei Chang was no exception. When he realized, he found that he and Chen Yueyang were almost pasted to each other, without any gap between them.
Fei Chang: “…”
In the darkness, Chen Yueyang suddenly spoke up. He said, “Fei Chang, finish your sentence.”
“…What?”
“You just said, ‘To me, you are…’ …I want to hear the rest.”
Fei Chang widened his eyes in the dark in vain, searching for his senior brother’s position through the direction of his voice. Darkness deprived people of vision, but it increased their sense of hearing, touch, and smell.
He could hear Chen Yueyang’s slow breathing, he could feel his senior brother’s firm and smooth skin, and he could smell the faint, sweet scent of the idol’s body. Fei Chang thought, being so close, Chen Yueyang should be able to hear his heart pounding.
“Nnn?” Chen Yueyang made a single tone from his nose, as if asking and also urging.
Fei Chang swallowed, settled his mind, and said, stumbling on his words, “Earlier I wanted to say, to me you are…to me you are…”
“What?”
“Someone I really admire.”
“…” The breathing in the darkness suddenly quieted, “Is this what you’ve been wanting to say?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Then what do you admire me for?”
“Everything, ba1[Sentence particle, in this context it means something like “I guess”.].”
“‘ba’?”
“‘Ah’! It’s ‘Ah!'” Fei Chang hurriedly remedied, “Senior brother, I admire everything about you! There’s nothing I don’t admire!”
In order to make his senior brother happy, Fei Chang started reporting what he liked about Chen Yueyang like he was ordering dishes. His dancing was good, his singing was good, his stage temperament was good, his appearance was good, his personality was good… as if his liking for Chen Yueyang was merely the admiration of a junior toward a senior.
But this was not the answer Chen Yueyang wanted to hear.
Chen Yueyang said, “What you admire is only my outward behaviour. In fact, I am not as good as you think.”
“How come?! Senior brother is better than everyone else.”
“But I also have my shortcomings. It’s just that I’m good at faking it, so no one knows.”
Fei Chang didn’t believe him.
Chen Yueyang said, “I won’t lie to you. The media says that my boyfriend power is very high, but in fact, I can’t be a qualified boyfriend at all, because I am particularly afraid of the dark.”
“…Really?”
“Really.” Chen Yueyang said confidently, “Touch me if you don’t believe it. I’m trembling.”
Fei Chang always did what his senior brother told him to do.
He stretched out his hand in the darkness, and probed in the direction of his senior brother. The distance between the two of them was very close, so Fei Chang’s hand only advanced a short distance before he touched Chen Yueyang’s body.
Unexpectedly, the bathrobe that was originally tightly wrapped around Chen Yueyang’s body was wide open for some reason. Like this, Fei Chang’s fingers were pressed to the naked upper torso of his senior brother.
Chen Yueyang did not shake.
It was Fei Chang who was shaking.
The young man’s hands were very big. Pressed against Chen Yueyang’s sternum, he covered most of his chest. And just under his palm, a sensitive milk bean2[Nipple.] stood tremblingly, burning through Fei Chang’s hand.
Chen Yueyang’s voice sounded faintly. At some point, he had stuck himself right beside Fei Chang’s ear. He asked, “Is it good to touch?”
The tall young man was trembling with excitement, but before he could respond, the door of the room was abruptly pushed open! At the same time, a bright light shot in the direction of the two!
“Yueyang, Feifei, are you all right?”
It turned out that Jing Jiren came to rescue them with a flashlight. The two people who had been stuck together immediately separated.
Jing Jiren looked at the two suspiciously–
He only saw Fei Chang paralyzed on the sofa, his face flushed, his robe wide open, his eyes moving left and right. It was obvious that something had happened.
However, Chen Yueyang was unaffected, standing beside the sofa, slowly tidying up the robe on his body. In particular, when he was tying his belt, his movements had an “after the fact” posture.
Jing Jiren: “…”
It wasn’t possible, was it? He was only five minutes late, and Fei Chang had been ruined by Chen Yueyang?
- 1[Sentence particle, in this context it means something like “I guess”.]
- 2[Nipple.]