Fishing-Type Beauties Will Never Love Crematorium - Chapter 19
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Shen He stood before Chen Qingtang like a mountain. “No.”
Qin Liang’s expression soured. “Why? I was just talking to him.”
Shen He replied, “You know exactly what you are after.”
Under the influence of alcohol, Shen He’s emotions were magnified and floated to the surface. As he was now, anyone could understand his feelings and what he was thinking. Qin Liang opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Shen He exposed his true colors: “All the people you have dated before were women.”
Qin Liang was something of a celebrity in the club; with his outstanding looks, he had stolen many hearts, and half the girls in the club were his ex-girlfriends. Even though Shen He usually ignored matters outside his own affairs, he had heard some gossip about Qin Liang. He truly had no fondness for this philandering playboy.
Qin Liang stared at him defiantly. “So what? I am bisexual.”
Shen He let out a cold laugh. Chen Qingtang felt a hint of surprise; oh, this man even had taunt skills. Alcohol was truly a wonderful thing, capable of forcing the usually composed Shen He to let his guard down. Qin Liang also sensed the hostility, his brow twitching, but he refused to lose his composure in front of Chen Qingtang. He forced a smile. “Chen Qingtang, what do you think?”
Chen Qingtang’s gaze flickered between them, pretending to be in a difficult position. Meanwhile, his hand, already in his pocket, took the opportunity to power off his phone. After a moment, he said innocently, “My phone is out of battery.” He even showed the black screen to Qin Liang.
Qin Liang was stunned and could only say, “Then next time, is next time okay?”
Chen Qingtang replied, “Yeah.”
Who knows when the next time will be? As long as Shen He does not go to the club, neither will I.
Qin Liang left. Only then did Chen Qingtang look at Shen He and ask a question he already knew the answer to: “Did you come here to use the restroom, too?”
Shen He was forthright. “No. I saw him follow you, and I was worried, so I came to check.”
Chen Qingtang asked, “Oh? What were you worried about?”
Shen He stared at him intently, remaining silent for two seconds before slowly saying, “He is straight.”
The warning in his words could not have been clearer. Chen Qingtang tilted his head slightly, pretending not to understand. “And?”
Shen He continued, “Even if a straight man wants to try being with a man out of curiosity, it is just for play. Deep down, they still like women and will eventually choose a woman.”
Chen Qingtang leaned against the wall, crossing his arms and watching him with a hint of a smile. “And? What does that have to do with me?”
Shen He’s hands clenched and then relaxed. “You… you should not let him get close to you.”
Shen He knew he had no right to interfere in others’ business; it was strange for such words to come from him, and he was crossing a line. But he could not help it; he could not bear to watch someone like Qin Liang approach Chen Qingtang.
A smile slowly spread across Chen Qingtang’s eyes. Oh, what is this I am hearing? I actually heard Shen He say something so blunt. Alcohol really was a wonderful thing. When Shen He was drunk, he was honest and frank, daring to say anything.
Chen Qingtang suppressed the smile in his eyes and intentionally made his tone light: “It is just exchanging contact information.”
Shen He insisted, “No, his intentions are impure.”
Chen Qingtang baited him further: “His intentions are impure—what does that have to do with me?”
Shen He walked silently into his linguistic trap: “I am afraid that you—”
He stopped mid-sentence. Shen He suddenly realized what he was doing and swallowed the second half of his sentence. He already knew Chen Qingtang was gay, but he could not expose that fact, so he had to resort to subtle, indirect warnings. He had almost let it slip.
Chen Qingtang narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned in closer to him. “Afraid of me? Afraid of what?”
Shen He did not speak. Chen Qingtang looked at his face, flushed from the alcohol, and took two steps forward: “Afraid I will develop a crush on him?”
Shen He subconsciously retreated because of the sudden proximity. Chen Qingtang pressed his advantage, following him: “Afraid I will fall for him?”
“Afraid I will be tricked by him?”
With every sentence, he advanced a step. Finally, Shen He retreated until his back hit the wall, with nowhere left to go.
Chen Qingtang looked at him with a smirk: “How can you be so certain that I have the possibility of falling for him? I am a man, and he is a man…”
Shen He’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he lowered his eyes uncomfortably.
Chen Qingtang dropped a bombshell to expose him: “Shen He, you have known for a long time that I like men, have you not?”
Shen He’s spine stiffened, and his pupils trembled. However, Shen He’s psychological fortitude was relatively strong. He quickly calmed down, holding his breath as he met Chen Qingtang’s gaze: “How can you be so certain?” He threw the question right back at him.
Chen Qingtang smiled, leaning two inches closer. At this distance, they could clearly see each other’s individual eyelashes and their own reflections in the other’s eyes: “Not admitting it? Then let me interrogate you.”
Shen He looked at him expressionlessly. Chen Qingtang lowered his eyes to Shen He’s broad chest and suddenly reached out, placing his palm right over Shen He’s heart. This kind of intimate contact was something they had never shared before.
Shen He’s pupils dilated, and his body turned rigid in an instant.
Chen Qingtang smiled. “Relax, I am just measuring your heart rate to see if you are lying.”
Shen He closed his eyes, feeling a mix of shame and annoyance. “I do not lie.”
Chen Qingtang just smiled and said nothing. Of course, he knew Shen He was not the type of person who would lie. Otherwise, as soon as he had exposed him, Shen He would have lied to cover it up instead of asking him a question in return.
This move was not about measuring his heart rate. It was purely a prank by Chen Qingtang, designed to provoke tension in Shen He and disrupt his heart and his thoughts. Only then, in the subsequent interrogation, would he be able to see something more exciting and interesting.
Chen Qingtang asked politely: “Shall I begin the interrogation?”
Shen He looked away, his brow furrowed.
Chen Qingtang presented his first piece of evidence: “You read the document on my WPS, did you not?”
Shen He’s eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.
Chen Qingtang’s finger leisurely tapped on his chest: “Hm, you blinked, and your lips are pursed tight, and your heart rate… it is a bit fast.”
“Are you nervous? It seems I was right.”
Shen He did not answer, but the veins on his forehead pulsed twice.
Chen Qingtang smiled with satisfaction and leaned in closer: “If you do not want me to find out, you need to hide your expressions better.”
Shen He felt like he could not breathe, his ears numb. “I do not need to.”
Chen Qingtang ignored him and continued to speak to himself: “Are they hidden? Because I am going to continue with the interrogation.”
His finger traced aimlessly in circles on Shen He’s chest: “You must be wondering how I know you read that document, right?”
Shen He could not ignore the itch where his chest was being traced, and his whole body became tense. His mind and emotions began to fall into chaos; he could only use his remaining rationality to think.
Yes, that should not have been possible.
He had specifically opened several other academic documents afterward to bury it in the browsing history. That was the first time Shen He had ever done something so underhanded.
Chen Qingtang continued: “Because, when I opened that document later, I discovered that someone had flipped two pages forward.”
He knew how to cover up the browsing history, so how could he have forgotten to flip those two pages back? Chen Qingtang could almost imagine Shen He’s panic at the time, and he felt immensely pleased.
Shen He, you have moments like this, too.
Seeing that Shen He’s defenses were about to collapse, Chen Qingtang intentionally shifted his tone, using blunt words to irritate Shen He’s pitifully strained nerves:
“Is it pleasant to watch two men making love, Shen He? Is there something uniquely interesting about two men in bed together?”