When one man met another man. One icy heart melts; and a lifeless one beats for the first time. Predestined to be at the right time, at the right place with the right person.
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Qing woke up, and quickly looked into his arms; with his heart in his mouth.
And he almost fainted with relief when he saw Dayu. Still deeply asleep, nestled in the crook of his arm.
"Thank God! Thank God!" Qing chanted over and over again, as he gathered Dayu even closer to him. Qing inhaled in Dayu's sweet scent and planted a gentle kiss on Dayu's forehead. Qing was so terrified that it was all only just a dream.
It was already, at the break off dawn that Qing finally was able sleep. He had been watching Dayu sleep for almost an hour, not willing to close his eyes, wanting to look at Dayu for as long as could. Qing was afraid that, if he went to sleep, Dayu would disappear.
But, thank God, Dayu was still there in his arms the morning after. And Qing couldn't be more happier. He felt so happy right now, he never wanted this to end. This contentment of feeling Dayu's warmth and smelling Dayu's tantalizing scent. Qing wanted to stay in this moment forever.
But soon, his heart began racing and his body began to awaken, as he continued to watch Dayu while he sleeps. The pretty features of Dayu's face, his smooth glowing skin, the feels of Dayu's body against his, was also so disturbingly good that Qing soon became fully hard.
Now, what should I do? Qing grimaced as his body began to throb painfully. Damn it Wang Qing junior! Couldn't you at least behave a little bit. Dayu wouldn't go anywhere from now on. He's yours. He's mine. He's here to stay. Qing tried to negotiate with his hardened body, so that it would calm down.
But Dayu just felt so good in his arms, Qing knew it would be a tough negotiation.
Yesterday had started as his worst day ever. Waking up, had a hungover, attacked by a splitting headache. Then, here learnt about the pictures and false information spread in weibo; which had him running to the airport and getting on the 10 am flight back to Beijing, China. Thanks to all his good friends for helping him and supporting him.
Then, here spent the next half day, waiting for Dayu first in front of the Peking university front gate, and after that, in front Dayu's apartment building in Wudaokou Street. And he had to control himself from going crazy with worries, distress pain; thinking that death was somewhere, feeling hurt and thinking that Qing had really betray him.
