Ch13 - The little 19 who’s about to go offline
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The house smelled of the gardenias that Xie Mu had set on the table before leaving that morning.
At present, on the long sofa facing the doorway lay two people, one on top, one on bottom, both improperly dressed.
The youth noticed pale-faced the man pressing down on top.
He had removed his glasses, and his face was slightly red. His hands were on the clothes of the person below. Upon moving his gaze lower and seeing the exposed fair flesh of the gorgeous woman, Xie Mu could not help but look away, unable to continue staring.
Tan Tao regained his clarity the moment his eyes, hazy from his lust, discerned clearly the person standing outside the door. He hurriedly pushed aside the woman below him, eyes panicked. He tried to explain stuttering, “Darling, this isn’t what you think; it’s not what you think it is…”
“Tao ge, what’re you saying, ne? Is this your new lover?”
Comparatively to the two men in the situation, the woman was not actually that flustered. She leisurely sat up to fix her clothes, her mouth, smudged with a beautiful red, calmly opening and closing, spouting words that made Tan Tao wish to choke her to death.
“I can see that this little fellow is also pretty handsome, the type that you like ah. Do you want to play together?”
Xie Mu’s pallid face grew a shade paler. He parroted her words, stiffly parting his lips, “The type that he likes?”
“Get out!”
Tan Tao shoved away the woman who was trying to snuggle up to him, struggling to stand up. He reached out a hand towards the youth outside the doorway, “Xiao Mu, listen to me first…”
He arrived in front of the doorway, but when he wanted to touch his lover as he had before, Xie Mu turned his body around, avoiding his hand.
The man’s outstretched hand froze in place.
“Fake…”
The youth’s eyes reddened as he stared down the person in front of him, trying stubbornly to bite back his tears, “It’s all fake…”
“Xiao Mu, listen to me; I really wasn’t…”
Tan Tao’s hand remained frozen mid-air, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. His voice was hoarse as he tried to justify himself, “I was working when she suddenly came to find me. She pushed me down onto the sofa, and then, you opened the door. I really didn’t…”
“You didn’t…”
Xie Mu took a step back, his nose filled with the fragrance of gardenias, “You’re manipulating me; I know you’re manipulating me…”
“You don’t actually like me; you like the person from the past…”
“What lifetime together, waiting until…waiting until we’re old to rock our rocking chairs together…it’s all lies…” He desperately tried to hold back his tears, but his sobbing tone was still evident.
“From the time I woke up, you told me we’re lovers. That was another trick to manipulate me. Actually…you only like this face!”
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