Help, My Buff Roommate is Begging to Touch my Abs - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Angered the Husband

“Jin Bao’er, am I that kind of person in your heart?”

Zhao Yuheng’s voice was terrifyingly deep, and his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had heard some fantastic tall tale.

“I said I would cover you, and once I decide something, I won’t change it easily. How could I change because of the things you said?”

Zhao Yuheng’s gaze was full of incredulity.

Jin Bao’er lifted his head, trying hard to keep his aching eyes wide open, not wanting the tears to fall.

Finally, a trace of a desolate, bitter smile inadvertently leaked out.

You say that now?

What about later?

When you know that the brother you’re covering likes you.

When you know that the brother you’re covering is the gay man you hate the most.

That he is the kind of “pervert” you talk about, and he’s taking advantage of you every single moment.

Will you still think this way?

“Zhao Yuheng!”

Zhao Yuheng had never heard Jin Bao’er call his full name so solemnly.

Though the voice was familiar, the tone and cadence were so heart-trembling.

Cold and resolute, it was like a knife stabbing straight and true into his heart.

He was actually a little afraid of the words Jin Bao’er would say next.

“I’m afraid of someone being too good to me, because I feel that no one is good to me for no reason. I feel that it’s all for some gain, so we should still keep some distance. Distance creates beauty, okay?”

Jin Bao’er spat out the reason he had randomly fabricated in one breath.

Right now, he only wanted to force him back.

He didn’t want Zhao Yuheng to get close anymore.

Because he didn’t want to endure the torment of unrequited love anymore, didn’t want to be jealous every day of the “flowers and butterflies” around Zhao Yuheng.

Wasn’t three years of eating vinegar enough?

Did he have to eat it for a lifetime?

He didn’t want to live forever in a world with only one man.

In Jin Bao’er’s sight, the usually tall and upright, omnipotent Zhao Yuheng now looked as if his soul had been sucked out; even his stature seemed to have shrunk by half.

The whole man radiated an aura that was both decadent and violent.

“So you think I got close to you with a motive, right?”

“Hehehe…”

Zhao Yuheng was so angry he laughed instead, turning his head away, his hands once again death-gripped on his hips.

That look of angry laughter was terrifying.

Jin Bao’er even had an illusion he was going to hit someone.

Will he hit me?

If he hits me, will the filter for him be completely worn away?

If he hits me, will I have a more legitimate reason to reject him?

Jin Bao’er’s heart beat violently, and a weird sense of expectation actually arose.

“Yes, that’s exactly it.”

Jin Bao’er gritted his teeth and continued to stab knives into his heart.

The moment the words came out, the expression on the still-laughing Zhao Yuheng became even more rigid.

He whipped his head around to stare deathly at Jin Bao’er, a terrifying rage surging in his eyes as if he wanted to devour someone.

“Fine, fine, fine…”

Zhao Yuheng was so angry his chest began to heave significantly, his breathing was extremely unstable, and he was on the verge of going berserk.

Hit me, Brother Heng.

Hit me!!

But his posture with hands on his hips still didn’t change.

“Zhao Yuheng, are you even a man? Making your brother touch your abs every day, what kind of perverted psychology is that?”

“Treating your roommate to a chicken leg every day, are you so rich you have nowhere to spend it? You shout every day about protecting your roommate. What, are you XYY (super-male) syndrome?”

Jin Bao’er was now completely dominated by emotion.

He had only one thought, which was to enrage Zhao Yuheng and make him hit him, so that he could then leave him with a so-called clear conscience.

Sure enough, Zhao Yuheng’s wide-staring eyes had already turned bloodshot.

And the palms resting on his hips dropped down, clenching tightly into fists.

“Say that to me one more time!”

It was practically a roar.

Fortunately, there was almost no one around; only Zhao Yuheng’s loud echo rang out.

“I said you’re the stupid son of a landlord, I said you’re XYY!!”

Jin Bao’er gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely.

Just then, Zhao Yuheng squeezed his fist and threw a punch over.

Jin Bao’er squeezed his eyes shut.

It’s coming, it’s finally coming.

I can be free!

Brother Heng, I’m truly sorry.

I am a moron, I am a bastard, I am shameless.

I don’t dare tell you the truth.

I can only force you away this way.

I hope you won’t be so heart-and-soul good to others in the future.

It’s not worth it.

A long time passed.

The expected fist still didn’t come.

Jin Bao’er opened his eyes.

That fist swung toward him had stopped abruptly just a few centimeters from the tip of his nose.

The wind from the punch swept past his cheek, carrying the scalding body temperature from Zhao Yuheng.

At this moment, Zhao Yuheng’s gaze was somewhat unfocused, looking into the distance as if enduring something to the extreme.

“Sorry, I was impulsive.”

Zhao Yuheng dropped those words and, without waiting for Jin Bao’er’s reply, turned and ran away.

That back actually carried a trace of the wretchedness of fleeing in panic.

Jin Bao’er only felt a total lack of strength; he stumbled back several steps and leaned against the wall before he had the power to support himself.

Why…

Why…

I’ve already said those things about you, Brother Heng.

Why could you still not bear to hit me…

…

Night.

Jin Bao’er didn’t go to his part-time job.

He had no mood, no energy.

He had no choice but to find Hu Xiaowen.

Seeing him in such a decadent state, Hu Xiaowen had no choice but to take him for a hotpot to ease his mood.

“What? You even gave that great tough guy Zhao a scolding?”

Hu Xiaowen was especially shocked after hearing about Jin Bao’er’s deeds today.

This Zhao Yuheng really has a good temper.

He didn’t even hit him for that.

If she were that sincere to someone and they scolded her with such “wolf-heart and dog-lungs” (ingratitude), she’d bite them to death even if she died.

After saying this, Hu Xiaowen immediately regretted it.

Because Jin Bao’er’s eyes had already turned red, and his head hung low.

To be honest, Jin Bao’er’s actions today were indeed a bit much.

Of course, it was mainly because Zhao Yuheng was pushing too hard.

And Jin Bao’er just wanted to slowly distance himself, to let the bond between them slowly fade.

But every time he pulled a little distance away, Zhao Yuheng would suddenly rush up.

He wanted to bind them tightly together and would constantly question why he was doing this.

Never mind Jin Bao’er, no one else would know what to do either.

In this situation, either something major like sleeping with the other’s girlfriend or a “father-killing grudge” would have to happen between the two before it would be possible to cut the relationship.

Looking at Zhao Yuheng’s behavior, Hu Xiaowen even thought:

Even if Jin Bao’er slept with his girlfriend, he probably still wouldn’t be able to bear hitting Jin Bao’er, right?

Thinking of this, Hu Xiaowen couldn’t help but laugh.

If some straight man did that for her, she would wake up laughing no matter what.

“Alright, alright, don’t talk anymore, let’s eat quickly.”

Hu Xiaowen quickly placed a slice of beef into Jin Bao’er’s bowl.

Just as he was about to take a big bite.

A great tough man stood beside their table at some unknown point.

The meat held in the air by Hu Xiaowen felt wrong to eat it, and wrong to put it down.

Finally, she looked up.

She saw Jin Bao’er’s “Big Wolf-Dog” staring at the two of them with fierce anger, as if he wanted to devour them both.

Seeing the person who arrived, Hu Xiaowen’s heart trembled even more.

Crap, he didn’t hear our words, did he!!!

She looked toward Jin Bao’er again.

Jin Bao’er was no better than her; his whole being was in a panic.

“Well now, Gan Jin Bao! I’m in the dorm sulking, yet you’re here happily eating hotpot, do you have a heart at all!!”