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

Chapter 69: Little Bro, What's With Your Attitude?

Translator: Angela // Dynasty of "Like Love" Lovers

It was the final, safe night living at Grandpa An's home. In the dead of night when the only thing making a sound was the clock, Mai Ding opened his eyes and gently pushed An Ziyan: "An Ziyan?"

There was no answer.

He then waved his hand in front of An Ziyan. After making sure that An Ziyan was fast asleep, he stealthily got out of bed. There was a small drawer inside of the closet. From his pocket, Mai Ding took out the key that Grandpa An had given him, and opened the drawer. Inside lay a photo album. Although it was quite old, it still looked like it was in good condition.

Mai Ding took the photo album and tiptoed out to the room next door. After entering the neighbouring room, he turned on the light and eagerly opened the album. They were all photos of An Ziyan when he was little. Who would have thought that An Ziyan could be that cute before, he was so adorable that Mai Ding almost had a nosebleed. He wanted to take each and every photo. Mai Ding quickly stole all of the photos from the album, but he didn't forget the main purpose of this venture. He flipped to the last page of the album. Hidden behind the second photo was another photo. When Mai Ding took it out, he laughed so hard that he was rolling on the floor, his stomach aching. This photo was of a five or six year old An Ziyan, completely naked, holding a doll while crying loudly. According to Grandpa An, at that time, An Ziyan had never cried before so An Su stripped away all of his clothes, forced him to hold a doll, and painfully pinched him, just to see what he would look like when he cried. This entire family really is a viciously evil family. Although An Ziyan was the victim, in his lover Mai Ding's eyes, the amount of amusement was much more than any pity he felt.

An Ziyan, with this photo, I'll let you know who is the real king! Now it's my turn to rule the world!

The next day, the two of them bid farewell to Grandpa An and got ready to go home. Before leaving, Mai Ding and Grandpa An secretively exchanged glances. Once they arrived home, Mai Ding cleared his throat: "An Ziyan, from now on there are three rules in this house. I hope you can follow them."

An Ziyan turned his head: "Mai Ding, do you think you're still living in a fairy-tale world?" They already arrived home, yet Mai Ding still used such a lofty tone. Looks like he had developed some bad habits from the past few days.

Mai Ding took out the photo from his pocket and placed it in front of An Ziyan: "Little bro, you've heard of the saying 'every dog has his day', right?"

Once An Ziyan saw that photo, his complexion became extremely ugly. Grabbing the photo, he tore it to pieces; it was the biggest disgrace in his entire life. Mai Ding didn't care because he was well-prepared: "It's okay, I already photocopied it. Even if this photograph falls, there are still tens of thousands of photos that will take its place."

"Are you threatening me?"

It was about time for An Ziyan to do some self-reflecting, learn how to be a good person by following good people, learn how to be a bad person by following bad people.

"You're over-exaggerating. I'm not threatening you, I'm going to mess with you until you die, ohoho ~~"

"Do you think I'll listen to you?"

"You won't listen? You'd better think carefully. I'll send this photo to everyone who knows you. Bai Xiaosi hasn't seen it yet, right? If she saw it, what kind of a reaction do you think she'll have? Can you really listen to everyone's jeers for the rest of your life?"

"Don't you dare!"

"Oh, little bro, ever since I got together with you I already disregarded life and death a long time ago. Being with you is no different from being together with a tiger. Is there anything that I do not dare to do?"

This time the only thing that An Ziyan could do was clench his teeth. When did Mai Ding become such an evil person? It seems like it's impossible for someone to remain pure forever, they can only pretend. An Ziyan weighed his options: to let other people see this photo is something that will never, ever happen. A real man must be resilient, so it looks like he can only cope with this guy for the time being.

Mai Ding put up three fingers in front of An Ziyan: "How about it? Do you agree?"

"Say it."

"First, you must love me; second, you must love me; third, you still must love me."

"How could I possibly have that much love?"

"Even if you don't have enough, you still need to pretend like you do."

"So fake."

"All I'm trying to do is changing how the two of us get along. I just want to use the methods that I like to interact with you and be a normal couple."

Just thinking about what his future life would be like made An Ziyan's entire body feel uncomfortable, but he endured. I'll let you feel pleased for now. It doesn't matter if I can't find all of the photos, I want you to obediently get rid of them all instead.

"Dinner's ready." Mai Ding brought all of the food to the table. As An Ziyan began to sit down, Mai Ding stopped him: "Go get the bowls."

An Ziyan didn't say a word and went to get the bowls. They sat there together at the dining table. Mai Ding held his chopsticks, motionless. He looked at the plain, white rice in his bowl, then at the dishes, and then finally he gave An Ziyan some meaningful glances. As Mai Ding's eyes started to hurt, An Ziyan finally used his own chopsticks to put some food into Mai Ding's bowl. Mai Ding gave a broad smile: "Thanks. How is the food? Does it taste good?"

"Tastes good."

"If it tastes good, then why do you have no facial expressions?"

"I'm killing bacteria in the meat."

"Little bro, can you cooperate with me a little? Just think about how you won't be able to face anyone for the rest of your life if Zhou Ge ever happens to see that photo. There's no way you can act cool after that. Let's go for a walk later, I heard there's a newly built park."

"Sure."

Rather than saying An Ziyan now seemed like a much more loving husband, it was more like he was a zombie. The two of them walked slowly in the park, casually chatting together. They talked about interesting rumors and of birdsong and flowers. After their stroll, they went to the supermarket to buy groceries. Mai Ding started talking again: vegetable prices, meat prices, which items were already expired, which items contained trans fats. These topics, which were all topics that would never usually appear in their conversations, all came out that day. That was what Mai Ding wanted: a normal and ordinary life. Perhaps Mai Ding never considered that if their lives continued to be so ordinary, then not only their love, but their entire life will lose out on a lot of fun.

The next morning, Mai Ding slept extremely well. A new day had arrived and everything was under Mai Ding's control. Last night An Ziyan slept rather late; who knows what he was doing in front of the computer. He pushed An Ziyan: "Time to get up, we're going jogging."

"As if."

"Little bro, what's with your attitude?"

"My attitude is just like this."

"Did you forget about your photo?" Mai Ding kindly reminded An Ziyan. An Ziyan didn't get up. Instead, he took out his cellphone from underneath his pillow and threw it in front of Mai Ding: "See for yourself."

Mai Ding was puzzled. He picked up the phone and checked the photo album. In that moment, his face suddenly became pale. The photo turned out to be of Mai Ding wearing a fiery red colored bra and thong. In the photo, Mai Ding was lying on the floor with his butt sticking up, a finger in his mouth, and a brilliant smile on his face. Mai Ding almost threw up: "This isn't me!" For the conservative Mai Ding, this was absolutely, absolutely impossible.

"I know this isn't you."

"Then..." Mai Ding finally understood why An Ziyan stayed up so late last night in front of the computer; so it was to make this fake photo. It was simply too despicable, too disgraceful.

"If you don't take out all of my photos, then I'll send this photo to your mom and dad."

"You're threatening me?"

"How is this threatening you? I just want to mess with you to death before you get me killed."

As An Ziyan's finger hovered above the 'send' button, Mai Ding was feeling so much regret. He shouldn't have told An Ziyan his parents' phone numbers; now it has become information that the enemy can use! But now was not the time for regret. If Mai Ding's parents saw this photo, then he would be the one in big trouble. All he could do was obediently take out all of the photos that he had hid in the house, in his phone, and in the computer.

An Ziyan picked up all of the photos and teared them to shreds: "Are you sure that's all of them?"

"I'm sure."

"Swear to me."

"If I didn't hand all of them over, then my nether region will wither until it's the size of a small needle."

An Ziyan nodded, satisfied. Mai Ding reached out his hand: "Now give me your phone so that I can delete that photo, alright?"

An Ziyan smiled sweetly, his finger lightly pressed down, and the photo was sent out just like that. Mai Ding was so angry that he almost spat out blood. He grabbed An Ziyan and frantically shook him: "An Ziyan!!!! You lied to me again, you horrible man. I'll crush you, crush you to death." Mai Ding said as he desperately lay on top of An Ziyan.

"Little bro, I thought you had already disregarded life and death."

"How are you so evil!"

"How are you so stupid!"