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When Zuo Yi’s high school summer swimming intensive training ended, he rushed to Qi Yan’s front door, but he saw only the strictly sealed iron gates. The “Super Scholar” everyone praised had not left a single word of farewell and had vanished completely.
One year later, Zuo Yi was admitted to the Jingxi Institute of Physical Education with the highest score in the swimming recruitment category. The first thing he did upon arriving in Jingxi was not to report to the university, but to drag his suitcase to Jingxi University to find his childhood friend.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally stumbled upon a massive confession scene. “I am sorry, classmate, but I already have someone I like.”
Was the 190cm tall handsome man saying those words not the same childhood friend, Qi Yan, whom he had been thinking about for an entire year?
Later, after being brought back to the apartment by Qi Yan because he was drunk, Zuo Yi flailed his limbs wildly: “Brother Yan is in a relationship, but I am heartbroken. It is so unfair!” Qi Yan leaned in to question him: “Who told you that Qi Yan is in a relationship? And who are you heartbroken over?” Zuo Yi covered his grieving face: “The person I like does not like me back. My heart hurts.” Qi Yan’s face turned dark.
Zuo Yi moved into Qi Yan’s apartment during the holiday. “Brother, where is the bed in the guest room?” Qi Yan replied: “I sold it.” Zuo Yi asked: “Then where will I sleep?” Qi Yan answered: “There is a large bed in the master bedroom.”
At night, Zuo Yi was doing planks in the living room.
When Qi Yan walked out after showering, Zuo Yi’s body crashed to the floor: “Why are you not wearing clothes?” With water droplets hanging from his chest, Qi Yan replied: “I am used to sleeping naked.”
Qi Yan moved into the Moon Bay courtyard at the age of eight. The children in the yard surrounded him to mock him for not having a father. “I have a father; he is just busy with work and rarely comes home.” Qi Yan’s explanation only caused the others to call him a “liar.”
The six-year-old “Little Overlord,” Zuo Yi, chased away those mischievous children while sucking on a lollipop. From then on, Zuo Yi was treasured in Qi Yan’s heart. However, the older they grew, the harder it became to hide the young man’s secret.
Every day after leaving the courtyard, Qi Yan lived in the memory of his longing for Zuo Yi. But he could not return to that place. The summer of the college entrance exams was too unfortunate, and he could only choose to flee.
A young man’s thoughts are always complicated. He was afraid that the crack in his heart named “secret crush” would let the wind in and blow them apart.
Later, they finally understood. The evening breezes they blew together contained “goodnights” that were stopped on the tip of their tongues. Those childhood crushes finally bloomed into flowers within the passage of time.
My boy has finally become the most shining star in the world of swimming.
Zuo Yi crossed his arms and looked to the side with an arrogant face, as if he did not want to pay attention to anyone: “Go away, I do not want to talk.” Qi Yan reached out to straighten Zuo Yi’s face, taking the opportunity to pinch his cheek.
He leaned in and said: “Yes, I specifically fish for people who do not want to talk.”
Zuo Yi’s heart bloomed with joy. He took the initiative to give him a loud kiss: “Well, that is not impossible.
I will let you catch me.” Qi Yan’s lips curved into a wicked smile. His long fingers covered the back of Zuo Yi’s neck as he lowered his head to whisper in his ear: “I am taking that seriously.” Zuo Yi’s soul was hooked. His Adam’s apple bobbed imperceptibly as he met Qi Yan’s eyes.
Within Qi Yan’s gaze was the starlight he had hidden for a long time, and his expression carried a fire of desire that he could no longer suppress, wanting to claim Zuo Yi as his own.
One-sentence Summary: A secret crush is like a cup of Orange C-Americano with no added sugar.
Theme: Setting out for the country and fighting for one’s dreams.
