The Unloved Fake Young Master Is Pregnant with the Real Heir's Child - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: A Sense of Taboo Is Big Brother a 1 or a 0

To Lu Yunchuan, Fu Xici was family, but he was also his first love. Even if they hadn’t officially defined their relationship, they did everything couples do.

In two lifetimes, he had only ever been like this with Fu Xici. It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but no one would ever know. In the eyes of outsiders, they were just close brothers; people knew Fu Xici protected his foster brother, but no one could imagine the layer of intimacy beneath the surface.

This relationship was secret, taboo, and hidden from the light. It belonged only to the two of them, shielded from prying eyes.

On New Year’s Day, after paying respects to their grandparents and parents, everyone received red envelopes. The elders were exceptionally generous; a single red envelope started with a check for a million yuan. Lu Yunchuan took his and tucked it away.

Fu Xici had to accompany Fu Kaijiang to visit influential family associates, signaling his gradual entry into the public eye. While the men were away, Lu Yunchuan stayed at the ancestral home to keep his grandparents company.

Grandpa Fu was always worried about Fu Xici, his words laced with guilt. “Your brother never received attention from this family growing up. Now he’s finally coming into his own. He pushed himself so hard for your sake, Chuan-chuan. You must stay by his side. Everyone in the Fu family—elders and juniors alike—is full of wild ambition. Not one of them puts me at ease.”

Lu Yunchuan reassured him. “I’ll always be on my brother’s side. Besides, he has you and Grandma backing him. Who would dare bully him?”

Grandpa sighed. “We won’t be around forever. When we’re gone, he’ll be vulnerable. That’s why I don’t want you to leave. If you stay, he has a partner. If you go, he’s truly alone. Don’t be fooled by his parents noticing him now; once the second son Fu Lingchuan achieves something academically, Xici will be cast aside again.”

Lu Yunchuan had planned to cut ties with the Fu family after graduation, but hearing this made him hesitate. If he left, would Big Brother be walking on thin ice again? But if they stayed, what if their relationship was exposed? They couldn’t hide forever.

After the holidays, the second semester of senior year began, bringing even more tension than the first.

Lu Yunchuan’s desk mate, Yang Lulu, noticed him constantly yawning. Having received a breakfast from her again, Lu Yunchuan looked at her helplessly. “It’s no use pursuing me. Really.”

Yang Lulu lowered her head. “I didn’t say I was pursuing you.”

Lu Yunchuan said bluntly, “I’m gay.”

Lulu’s head snapped up. “For real?”

Lu Yunchuan nodded. “I have a boyfriend.”

The girl’s eyes instantly turned from romantic to gossipy. She leaned in. “Is it Huo Yanxiu?”

“No. But don’t tell him, or I’ll never have peace.”

Lulu nodded understandingly. “Can I meet him? Is he handsome?”

“Handsome. Extremely handsome. Rich, too,” Lu Yunchuan said, opening the breakfast.

Lulu’s eyes sparkled. “How far have you two gone?”

Lu Yunchuan nearly choked on his bread. His face darkened. “You want to know everything? Is that something I should say?”

“What’s the harm?” she countered. “My male god is gay; I can’t ask for details? If it were a girl, I’d be jealous. But a handsome guy? I ship it.”

Lu Yunchuan was speechless. “Should I let you hide under the bed and listen then?”

“Yes, please! I promise I won’t make a sound!”

“…” Lu Yunchuan realized his classmate was truly a lost cause. “Your task is to study, not gossip about my privacy. Lulu, your grades are still a long way from Q-University.”

Lulu huffed. “Fine. But once I get in, you have to tell me. I’m curious—what kind of person could take you down? Are you a 1 or a 0? Or a 0.5?”

Lu Yunchuan blinked. “What are 1s and 0s?”

Lulu gave him a crash course. “A 1 is the one playing the male role (top), a 0 is the one playing the female role (bottom). A 0.5 is a switch. Got it?” She looked at him with pity. “Wait… you turned gay without knowing the basics?”

Lu Yunchuan went quiet. Fu Xici hadn’t given him a textbook on this, and he doubted Big Brother knew the terminology either. He and Fu Xici had never actually… gone that far.

Saving face, Lu Yunchuan bluffed, “I’m definitely a 1. I’m so manly and handsome, how could I be the one on the bottom?”

Lulu nodded. “I see. A ‘Gong’ Top. Well done, Senior.”

“Stop asking,” he warned.

“Last question: Are you ‘Nian Shang’ or ‘Nian Xia’?”

“What’s that?”

“Age-wise. Is your boyfriend older or younger?”

Lu Yunchuan thought for a moment. “Older.”

Lulu clapped her hands. “A ‘Nian Xia Gong’ Younger Top! That’s so hot! My life has a regret now I can’t see it in person. Two handsome guys together must be such eye candy.”

That night, after evening self-study, Lu Yunchuan returned to find Fu Xici waiting for him in the living room with the lights on. It was “Spring Chill”—the weather had turned freezing again, and it was snowing.

Shivering, Lu Yunchuan walked toward Fu Xici with his hands raised. “Brother, warm me up. It’s so cold.”

Fu Xici took his hands and slid them under his own pajama top, pressing them directly against his warm chest. Lu Yunchuan felt his brother’s chest shudder from the cold touch, but Fu Xici didn’t let go, using one hand to hold Lu Yunchuan’s hands in place and the other to cup his cold cheek.

Lu Yunchuan looked at him for a long time before suddenly laughing. “Brother, are you a 1 or a 0?”

Fu Xici clearly didn’t understand. His brow twitched in confusion. “What?”

Lu Yunchuan’s palms were flat against his brother’s chest, feeling the warm skin. “When two men are together, someone has to be the ‘wife,’ right?”

Fu Xici didn’t answer with words. Instead, he pulled Lu Yunchuan onto his lap. Lu Yunchuan was 1.8 meters tall and had likely grown more this year; being treated like a girl by Big Brother felt strangely out of place, yet the chemistry was undeniable.

He could feel his brother’s reaction beginning to stir. Fu Xici’s gaze was tender, sticky, and full of damp affection as he looked at Lu Yunchuan. “You guess.”

Lu Yunchuan felt the pressure against him and blinked nervously. “Are you… not going to give me a chance to ‘counter-attack’ top?