My Brother Was First My Boyfriend And Later My Husband

Chapter 20

Translator: PastTimer

Editor: PastTimer
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"Do you want to follow me?" Gu Yan leaned over slightly and asked me in a low voice.

I looked at him and didn't know why I nodded.

Gu Yan brushed off the snow that had formed on the top of my head and shoulders, he took my hand and put it inside his coat pocket.

His palms were hot and his pockets were warm.

I wanted to tell him that my other hand was also very cold.

But then I thought that it would probably sound a bit too coquettish...

Gu Yan was silent along the way, it looked like he was thinking very intently about something. The expression on his face was similar to what he had on the day of my college entrance exam examination, sitting inside the car and watching the pedestrians and other vehicles outside.

I couldn't guess what Gu Yan was thinking, but I was greedy for his warmth.

Only a few people were still passing by the experiment building and only our footprints made traces on the snow.

A strong gust of wind blew the snow towards us, blurring out the scenery ahead. I turned my head to look at Gu Yan; he seemed much thinner against the snow, his beautiful lips were pursed. Enduring.

But what did he need to endure?

Gu Yan could get anything he wanted.

When we got to the parking lot, I got inside the car with him.

The heating inside the car was sufficient, my stiff body gradually regained a bit of life in them...

"Why did you come to the laboratory?" Gu Yan asked.

He didn't look at me, he kept his eyes on the road ahead seriously.

I said, "I don't know."

When I left the dormitory and found that there was nowhere I wanted to go, I had already arrived there unconsciously.

On the way, Gu Yan was silent and treated me the same way he treated me back at the Gu Mansion.

I wanted him to look at me...

"Are you going to my place?" When we reached the intersection, he asked me again.

I lowered my head and stared at my reddened fingertips, suddenly feeling aggrieved.

I answered ambiguously: "You gave me the key."

You said I could go home anytime I wanted.

Gu Yan understood and took me back to his apartment. All of the furnishings were almost the same, but there were a bunch of flowers in the vase of the coffee table.

I knew that Gu Yan didn't pay attention to that kind of stuff, the flowers must've been bought by another person.

"Do you already have a girlfriend? Will it be inconvenient for me to come here?" I tried to probe carefully, but I didn't want to know the answer at all.

"I don't have a girlfriend, the flowers were gifted by my professor."

Gu Yan saw through my clumsy tactics and said indifferently.

He gave me a cup of hot milk and asked me to sit down on the sofa.

We had done it here, that time I was on top of him, hugging his neck, rocking up and down as we moved.

I scolded myself, perverted. Now wasn't the time to review those memories.

After drinking the milk, Gu Yan prepared hot water and told me to go in for a bath.

The temperature of the water inside the bathtub was just right, slowly warming my body that had stayed in the snow for almost an hour. I looked at my body and couldn't help but stretch out a hand between my legs to stroke my erection.

It had hardened the moment I saw Gu Yan, his smell and body temperature had only served to make me even harder.

I sat on the bathtub, thinking of Gu Yan masturbating until semen mixed with water, only then was I reminded of the absurdity of my actions.

I quickly dried myself and came out in pyjamas.

Gu Yan was sitting on the sofa and said to me:

"Go back to your room and sleep if you're already dried up."

He didn't look at me and turned his back the moment he finished.

I understood his indifference. After all, we had nothing but a physical relationship. Now that he had no intention of continuing it, he didn't need to treat or view me as anything else but baggage.

But I still felt a tingling pain that spread from my heart to my fingertips.

I don't want this.

But what exactly 'this' was, I didn't know.

I laid on the bed, thinking about Gu Yan the whole time.

Thinking of him in the next room, thinking of him that was only separated from me by a single wall...

I felt enchanted, climbing out of my bed with trembling legs.

I came to his door, hesitating whether or not to knock or just go straight inside.

After struggling for a long time, I chose to do it the way he used to.

I opened the door like a thief and sneaked inside his quilt.

Gu Yan rolled over and reached out to stop me from going in further.

I looked at him.

His eyes were clear, bitter, and painful.

He said to me: "Duan He, think clearly, don't do anything that will make you regret..."

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