Will you still love me even if I'm a man?

Chapter 12: You said that you won't hurt me

Author: Angelina
Translator: Adrian Julian

This western restaurant that An Ziyan brought Mai Ding to had a special andunique ambience. The four corners were dark and only their table was in the spotlight.Even the chairs that they were seated on were in the shadows. All you could see werethe dishes on the table and the hands that were exposed.

For some strange reason, Mai Ding felt safer in the dark. Looking around, he saw aplatform in the middle of the room and on it, was a black piano. The wholeatmosphere had a certain class that he was not accustomed to and he feltinappropriately dressed for the place.

}}Once they were seated, he could roughly make out An Ziyan's face in the dimness ofthe light, making the whole experience a little unreal. One waiter was laying thecutlery on the table and in a very polite tone, asked, 'Excuse me, sirs. Would you likeme to take your order?'Both boys ordered steaks.

'How would you like your steaks to be done, sir?' the waiter inquired politely.

'Medium well, please.'AnZiyan replied.

'Er..Extremely well, please' Mai Ding chimed in, obviously not knowing what to say.

'You just have to say "well-done". What kind of expression is "extremely well"?'

The waiter smiled politely and left the two alone.While waiting for the food to arrive, Mai Ding asked An Ziyan, 'How old are you thisyear?'

It had never crossed his mind to ask An Ziyan his age. Even though it was notimportant, Mai Ding felt that having more information would do no harm.

'Twenty.'

'Why are you still in school?'

Actually Mai Ding had no right to ask An Ziyan thatquestion in such a condescending tone. He was, after all, of the same age as him.

'Travelled for a few years, that's why. Just need some fun.'

Mai Ding felt that the two had some points in common: both love to have some fun.The only difference was, one had his fun at home; the other was able to do so whiletravelling to different countries. That's the main difference when one is from a richerfamily.

'So you got your driver's license immediately when you returned to China?' Mai Dingwas envious of An Ziyan for being able to drive. He never had the time to take thedriving test.To An Ziyan, Mai Ding was like an inquisitive little boy.

He wasn't irritated and so hecontinued to answer every question that Mai Ding had, 'I don't have one.'

'You fucking don't have a license!' Mai Ding hollered suddenly, disturbing thetranquillity of their current surroundings. Realising he was too loud, Mai Dingcontinued in a hushed tone, 'Do you have any fucking common sense? The law isgetting stricter. Do you want to end up behind bars?'AnZiyan shrugged.Mai Ding was always a rule-abiding person. To hook up with an AnZiyan who lovesto throw caution to the wind, can one say that this was a blessing?

Even though Mai Ding felt that what An Ziyan did was something not to be proud of,he didn't dare to criticise him too harshly. They have only been together as a couplefor a few days. To say anything stupid would jeopardise the relationship, knowinghow the slightest thing could irritate his boy. But he couldn't just let this rest too. Itwas utterly unlawful and it was dangerous. Therefore, in his mind, he was certain ofwhat needs to be done: tomorrow he will learn how to drive.Even after a more than satisfying meal, Mai Ding still wasn't entirely satisfied.

'Erm... Do you know that this morning I was so afraid that I thought I would die?This dinner can't be the only repayment for the ordeal you put me through, right? Thisplace is not bad, I give that to you. The ambience, too, is very good. But all these can'theal the hurt in my heart.'