The Crybaby is Coaxed Every Day by Bad Men in the Infinite World - Chapter 16
Chapter 16: Us
Yu He broke free from Ling Lan and subconsciously dashed toward Xia Huanye to seek comfort. This action completely ignited the dark, suppressed psychology Ling Lan had been harboring for a long time.
The soft touch returned to him; the person in his arms seemed startled, and their dependent posture soothed Xia Huanye’s ferocity to some extent.
They had always coexisted peacefully, but “one mountain cannot hold two tigers”; mutual suspicion and vigilance between the strong always exist.
Beneath the steady surface of the sea was a layer of ice ready to crack at any moment; just a little pressure would send it shattering.
To prevent the situation from worsening, Lin Jingxue explained: “I just happened to be looking for Ling Lan when I noticed some movement on your balcony, so I came over to check. It’s not what you think.”
Ling Lan’s dormitory was right next to Xia Huanye’s, and their balconies were connected, so this explanation was plausible.
Ignoring Lin Jingxue, who was frantically winking at him, Ling Lan’s jealousy took over. He couldn’t help but sneer: “Control your person. He’s the one who clung to me and wouldn’t let go; it’s not like I wanted to touch him.”
“He leaned on you, that’s true. But he didn’t force you to rub his waist.” Xia Huanye’s voice rose unconsciously. Noticing Yu He’s shoulders tremble as if startled, he lowered his volume again. “Besides, what level of player are you? Could you not have dodged him? You had many ways to avoid him, yet you chose the baffling method of staying put.”
“Ling Lan, you said you didn’t like men.”
Ling Lan’s homophobia was famous throughout the Infinite World.
In his early years, a high-level player had coveted his looks and harassed him in roundabout ways.
In return, he used exceptionally cruel methods to make that death-seeking individual pay the price.
Ling Lan hated homosexuals, and he especially loathed “useless” people like Yu He who had nothing but a pretty face and no strength.
Admitting he liked men was a difficult task; it meant denying his past self.
A boy of this age prizes face above all else and has a very strong sense of self-esteem, especially when facing Xia Huanye, who consistently managed to stay one step ahead of him.
“I indeed have no interest in men.” Ling Lan paused, his cold face looking a bit unnatural. “I’m simply a lecher, is that not allowed?”
“Impressive.”
Not only did Xia Huanye sneer, but even Lin Jingxue fell silent.
Ling Lan, who just moments ago had been impatient for Yu He and couldn’t stop himself from caressing his back, was now saying he had no interest in men.
It was as if the person who had just shown such utter infatuation wasn’t him at all.
His eyes were blue like the ocean, making it easy for people to feel intimidated just by looking at them.
Ling Lan composed his expression, returning to his previous heartless, expressionless self.
Provided that Yu He hadn’t turned his head to look at him.
Yu He’s expression flickered with unease and fear, like a stray animal with no place to call home.
It was precisely this fragility that easily triggered a male’s desire for destruction.
And a wicked desire for possession.
“We are all outsiders…”
Xia Huanye issued an order for them to leave: “Lin Jingxue is right; this is our family matter. You are just an outsider who amounts to nothing. You’d better stop disturbing us.”
Ling Lan was stung by those words.
He was conflicted. On one hand, he valued his image and kept his posture high. Even if he had been interested in Yu He from the start, he hadn’t intended to make a move proactively.
—He wanted to display his strength and wait for Yu He to seek his help and rely on him.
The corners of Yu He’s eyes were red from crying, and a faint flush spread across his cheeks; he was clearly dodging his gaze, causing the veins on the back of Ling Lan’s hand to bulge.
They were reputable players; climbing over balconies to arrive was one thing, but climbing over them to leave was unseemly. Lin Jingxue gave Ling Lan a look, intending to walk out the door.
The two passed by Xia Huanye. At a distance of two steps from him, Ling Lan suddenly spoke in an icy tone: “We kissed.”
Their footsteps came to a dead stop.
Even Xia Huanye, who had his head down coaxing Yu He, looked up.
Ling Lan seemed unable to sense the chill emanating from all directions; instead, he faced the other man with a provocative expression.
He emphasized every word: “His first kiss.”
Yu He’s expression went blank.
The stunned, sluggish reaction fell into Ling Lan’s eyes, making him feel inexplicably nervous. Yu He’s crimson lips gradually pursed into an aggrieved curve, as if accusing him of breaking his promise.
The spacious double dormitory suddenly felt suffocatingly crowded.
Ling Lan’s expression was arrogant and cold, like he was declaring ownership, or more accurately, declaring war.
His undisguised, possessive gaze forcefully met Xia Huanye’s burgeoning murderous intent.
It was a silent message: The things you haven’t had time to do to Yu He, I’ve already done with him in secret, back when you didn’t know.
A most wicked declaration of war.
Childish, but highly effective.
Although Xia Huanye had long since had his suspicions, suspecting was one thing; knowing was another.
Xia Huanye narrowed his eyes: “You really gave it to him?”
“He didn’t want me to tell you.” Ling Lan continued to add fuel to the fire, saying mockingly, “He said you would be angry.”
Yu He didn’t even dare to lift his head, feeling a bit aggrieved. This “kid” Ling Lan was really too much; they had clearly agreed on this during the day.
He had promised him, yet now he broke his word. Liar.
Yu He lifted his head somewhat angrily, meeting Ling Lan’s gaze without fear. In a matter-of-fact tone laced with a fierce edge, he shot back: “For two adults to share a kiss, isn’t that perfectly normal?”