After The Honest Person Was Discovered For Simultaneously Pursuing Three People - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: The Little Mountain Thief Who Stole a Kiss

As soon as these words were uttered, before either of them could say anything, the system shrieked first:

Simpleton! He doesn’t like you!

Tao Ning was stunned for a moment, then replied a few seconds later, as if just realizing: It’s okay.

The system fell silent for a few seconds as well:

He doesn’t like you and he rejected you. Aren’t you sad?

Tao Ning said: I’m not sad.

His heart was indeed calm. His shyness just now was an instinctive reaction, like a program already set on a computer. This code, named “shyness,” would automatically run when it encountered a specific situation.

As for Zhao Jingqun rejecting him, if he had to feel a little sad, it was only because of the disappointment of his two thousand five hundred words of effort being rejected, but Tao Ning would have the same emotions if he were rejected by anyone else.

As for anything else, he felt nothing.

It was as if he was born without the ability to perceive certain emotions.

Seeing the young man gradually lose himself in thought and not speak for a long time, Zhao Jingqun thought he had been hurt by his directness, so much so that he was speechless.

His heart was suddenly pricked.

Zhao Jingqun unconsciously rubbed the old cigarette burn on the web of his hand. Why? He didn’t dare to think too deeply. For the first time, he hesitated for a long time before explaining, “You’re a man… and I’m a man too. There’s no future for us.”

It wasn’t common for men to be together in Huaguo. Most gay people hid and concealed their identities. Why was this simpleton so open about it?

The mountains here didn’t seem very open-minded. If others found out, who knew what kind of trouble it would cause? People would probably call Tao Ning a lunatic, sick.

Zhao Jingqun’s breathing became a little heavy, and he said again, “…Give up. I don’t like men.” At the end, he suddenly added, “And don’t you go mess with other men either.”

Tao Ning watched him leave in a hurry, his steps a little messy. He even stumbled over the threshold, his back looking a little flustered.

This left Tao Ning standing there, a little confused. “What’s wrong with him?”

The system was also puzzled:

I don’t know either. You humans are so complicated.

At this point, the system sighed:

Simpleton… are you really going to fail at the first man you try to capture? There are two more after him. Can you handle it? Or rather, can you even capture them?

Tao Ning placed the love letter by Zhao Jingqun’s bed and said, “I thought about it last night. Actually, I can just be friends with them. That’s simpler. Friends can also say ‘I love you.'”

The system’s mind briefly crashed:

…Is that allowed?

Tao Ning nodded a little seriously. “Yes, before, a classmate bullied me, but later he wanted to be my friend and said ‘I love you’ to me.”

The system was shocked, You little country boy, are you for real?! What did you say back?

Tao Ning slowly moved to the bed, grabbed the blanket, and shrank under it, revealing only his fluffy head. He stretched out his two slender hands to grab the top corner of the blanket and said, “I didn’t want to be friends with him, so I said, ‘Thank you, but I don’t love you.'”

The system was still shocked, And then what? And then what?!

After speaking, it started cracking melon seeds.

Crunch, crunch.

The sound of the melon seeds falling one by one was accompanied by the chirping of insects at night, and a moist evening breeze blew in.

Tao Ning’s eyelids started to fight uncontrollably. In a daze, he mumbled, “Mmm… he wanted to hit me, but my sister saw him… My sister beat him up… It… It seems like there’s going to be heavy rain tomorrow…”

The young man’s voice became softer and softer until it faded into the rustling of leaves outside the window.

The system’s melon seeds dropped to the ground: Hey! Simpleton! You haven’t secretly kissed him yet…

…

Time passed quickly in the mountains. When the man returned with the coldness of a cold shower, the old alarm clock on the desk showed eleven o’clock.

The young man on the bed was already fast asleep. In the faint moonlight, he could see the young man’s slightly parted lips, making a very shallow breathing sound, like a strawberry that had ripened to the point of decay, waiting to be picked.

Zhao Jingqun looked away, but he couldn’t help but rub the cigarette burn on the web of his hand again.

This was from when he was about ten years old, before he was taken back by the Zhao family. Because he stole a piece of candy, his foster father used a cigarette to burn him.

Since then, every time he wanted to eat candy, he couldn’t help but rub this cigarette burn.

It was just a piece of candy. He didn’t eat candy anymore, only the cheap cigarettes he had smoked since he was thirteen or fourteen.

Like now, the man’s craving for a cigarette had returned. Just as he was about to go out for one, he saw the love letter by his bed.

He stood there for a long time, so long that the dark and ambiguous emotions in his eyes turned into a thick ink that was about to overflow.

Finally, Zhao Jingqun walked step by step to the edge of the bed, picked up the love letter, glanced at the sleeping young man out of the corner of his eye, and then, with lightning speed, took it and stuffed it under his pillow.

After doing all this, the man acted as if nothing had happened, lifted the blanket, and lay down.

But he didn’t close his eyes. He stared at the gray concrete ceiling, as if waiting for something to happen.

A moment later, the person next to him suddenly moved. He shifted gently toward him, bringing with him a fresh yet sweet fruity scent.

The man’s heart began to pound uncontrollably again, but this time it was more intense than ever, because he knew… Tao Ning liked him.

Would he… would he crawl over like he did yesterday?

The more he thought about it, the more violently Zhao Jingqun’s heart beat. The sound was so loud it was almost audible in the room, which was filled with nothing but his own ragged breathing.

Suddenly, a soft, warm body moved closer, and the sweet fruit scent grew more and more intense, as if he were being缠绕 by a lemon tree in the mountains.

Zhao Jingqun quickly closed his eyes, so nervous he held his breath, and the old cigarette burn on the web of his hand ached terribly.

It ached so much that now, he wanted to eat candy.

Just as Zhao Jingqun was about to suffocate, a soft, fragrant pair of lips landed on his tanned cheek.

“!!!”

Zhao Jingqun’s eyes shot open.

He was completely stiff in bed, his body feeling like a stone that could only exist by relying on the lemon tree, unable to move or change.

All because of one kiss.

Crack.

The last string in his heart completely snapped. Just as Zhao Jingqun couldn’t hold back any longer and was about to seize the young man who had kissed him, press him down, and brazenly pluck those two rosy lips.

A very light “pop”—

The little mountain thief who stole a kiss had already left and skillfully lay back down, pulled up his blanket, and obediently closed his eyes in a very proper posture.

At this point, Zhao Jingqun’s face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a wok. His mood shifted from sunny to a raging storm, just a few more thunderclaps away from completely tearing down this small, dilapidated house.

Zhao Jingqun turned his head, his eyes glaring fiercely at the young man’s sleeping profile, and he gritted his teeth, “Tao, Ning!”

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