Yes, I'm Straight. But What Have I Done Wrong?

Story 158-165

[158]

The moment Domineering Guy found the Commissary share in her WeChat Moments nine pictures of her which were not selfies, he was overwhelmed with joy and eager to share it with his partner.

"Dear, you see," he showed Coquettish Guy his screen, "Look, these are obviously taken by Zhou Yang. They seemed to have great fun. And they have yet to be back. It bodes well!"

Coquettish Guy stared at the screen and felt something abnormal, but it was not a good idea to call them, who might be appreciating the night scene together.

He thought it over, then nodded, "You're right. Yang doesn't like to go out alone. He must be with that girl. That's good."

Meanwhile Glasses Guy rode Straight Guy to his apartment in the darkness and invited him in. The latter had been dizzy in the cold wind.

"It's a bit narrow. Make yourself at home. I'll cook you some noodles."

Straight Guy nodded obediently, and then settled himself into the sofa with the same absent expression, which might be due to the cold wind or to his being lovelorn.

[159]

In a little while Glasses Guy came out of the kitchen holding two bowls of hot noodles, the inviting scent of which was real torture to his stomach.

Glasses Guy churned the noodles with chopsticks before sliding the bowl toward his guest.

"Come on, have a taste."

"Thank you."

After a mouthful of noodles and one spoon of soup, Straight Guy felt as if his soul came back to his body.

"Wow, it's soooooooooooo delicious!" he cheered.

The praise made the chef smile. He watched the poor boy gobbling his supper, his eyes twinkling like stars. When the boy emptied the bowl, Mr. Chef stood up to fetch him another one. Straight Guy was so hungry that he ate up it in a minute too. Then he sank into the sofa stroking his stomach sleepily. Alas, food coma kicked in.

And it is impolite for one to do nothing for the host after being treated hospitably in China. Straight Guy proposed to wash dishes but was refused by Glasses Guy.

"Just have a rest here. Make yourself at home."

Then he stood up, walked into the kitchen. When he had everything done and dried his hands, it was dark outside with a sign of rain. Straight Guy had fallen half asleep, his head nodding rhythmically like a chick pecking at rice, cuddling a pillow in his arms.

"Zhou," Glasses guy said mildly, "Feeling like going back? I'll send you back."

"Can I stay here tonight, please? "Straight Guy replied half-awake.

[160]

It was pitch dark outside, and Coquettish Guy was still M.I.A. Neither of the two got a text from him. That's abnormal.

"We'd better ask Zhou where he is," Coquettish Guy said, "Zhou would invariably inform us even when the evening lessons are delayed."

Domineering Guy also felt confused. Though he requested the girl to help out, it was impossible for her to go so far as to spend the night with Zhou Yang.

Coquettish Guy texted little Zhou but got no reply.

"Gosh, there's something wrong. I must ring him up."

He called and got through soon.

"Hello, that's Ji Chen, right?" asked the other side.

"Yeah. Is that... upperclassman?"