Two weeks into the umbrella-sharing business, apart from the increasingly close proximity of the two, Huo Fu’an behaved properly without overstepping any boundaries, showing no signs of urgency or lecherous behavior.
But Su Xiaohe was anxious!
He sat at the stairwell, fiddling with a hole in his skirt, which had been scratched by a tree branch a couple of days ago. He didn’t have any other skirts.
Buying a new skirt was out of the question; he needed to achieve the best outcome with minimal cost.
Luckily, it was summer, so he could wear it during the day, wash it at night, let the air conditioning blow on it all night, and wear it the next day.
Su Xiaohe furrowed his brow as he recalled the common characteristics of the victims. Honestly, he didn’t think he was lacking in any way, except perhaps in the chest area. He took a deep breath and pushed, but still, it was as flat as a pancake.
When Huo Fu’an arrived, he happened to see Su Xiaohe looking sad while staring at the hole in his skirt, and his heart suddenly ached.
How did he not notice his little baby’s distress?
Since they met, he had only seen Su Xiaohe wear this one skirt! Huo Fu’an assumed Su Xiaohe had several identical skirts, just like him, who would buy eighteen of his favorite T-shirts at once.
It was pitiful to see him still wearing it even when it had turned white from washing!
On second thought, if it weren’t for his family’s poverty, how could he come out to take orders? Huo Fu’an recalled the impoverished students working part-time at school and couldn’t help but attribute a thrifty and frugal image to Su Xiaohe.
His little baby was so considerate.
“Do you feel sorry for the skirt?” Huo Fu’an asked as he sat next to him.
Su Xiaohe nodded, “Yeah.”
“Is this the only skirt you have?”
“Yeah—no.” Su Xiaohe’s tone suddenly changed, as if he had been caught off guard, jumping up as if his tail had been stepped on. How could a girl who loved wearing skirts have only one skirt?
Huo Fu’an made up his mind to order a skirt tonight.
Su Xiaohe clearly noticed that Huo Fu’an had been talking more lately, subtly inquiring about his situation. But that was it. Huo Fu’an seemed to be playing a long game to reel in a big fish.
This couldn’t go on. Su Xiaohe analyzed the current bottleneck and concluded that it was because there were too many people on the route they often took, and Huo Fu’an had become more cautious.
He needed to lower Huo Fu’an’s guard.
Su Xiaohe figured it out and tilted his head to look at Huo Fu’an, flashing a small, innocent smile, “I heard the lotuses in the northern area are blooming. Do you want to go see them?”
During this time slot, everyone was usually in the cafeteria eating, and there weren’t many people in the northern area.
Su Xiaohe clenched the anti-wolf spray in his bag, feeling nervous. He thought Huo Fu’an would agree and take action.
“Sure,” Huo Fu’an said as he watched Su Xiaohe’s flushed cheeks, suppressing his excitement. A date was the first step of confession. Did he want to confess? When the time came, should he let Su Xiaohe finish speaking, then say, “Little guy, I’ve known all along,” or should he just go for a direct kiss to interrupt and confess himself?
Huo Fu’an thought the latter was more manly.
So, two people with ulterior motives, in the scorching heat of 39 degrees at noon, shared an umbrella and went to the northern area to see the lotus flowers.
Neither of them felt that anything was amiss.
Su Xiaohe was feeling drowsy from the scorching sun, his gaze wandering, his face flushed abnormally.
He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat, but his arm felt extremely weak, only managing to halfway before grabbing onto the umbrella handle instead.
Huo Fu’an thought he wanted to hold his hand but was too embarrassed to do so. Feeling delighted, he took out a small spray bottle from his bag.
Su Xiaohe immediately became alert, but he was completely numb all over and couldn’t react at all, watching as Huo Fu’an pressed the spray bottle towards him.
A fine mist sprayed out, bringing a cool breeze and a sense of relief, but also sending a chill down Su Xiaohe’s spine.
It’s over.
Before losing consciousness, Su Xiaohe stared at Huo Fu’an unwillingly, suspecting that the culprit actually carried a drug!
“Departing without victory, one dies first, causing tears to fill the heart of a hero.”
Su Xiaohe even recited two lines of poetry.
“Xiaohe!” Su Xiaohe suddenly collapsed, Huo Fu’an’s expression changed drastically. At a critical moment, he caught his body and suddenly realized that Su Xiaohe was suffering from heatstroke.
Huo Fu’an hastily moved Su Xiaohe to the nearby hexagonal pavilion where they could admire the lotus flowers, watching Su Xiaohe with closed eyes, sweating profusely. It was all his fault. Workers could still take a break during high temperatures, but he was not considerate of his little baby! How could he let him come out to take orders in this heat!
Huo Fu’an quickly took off his own T-shirt, vigorously rubbed it under the faucet, crumpled the clothes, then wrung it dry and brought it over to cool Su Xiaohe. With a tearing sound, he ripped the T-shirt in half, folded one half neatly to cover Su Xiaohe’s forehead, and used the other half to wipe his hands, feet, neck, and every bit of exposed skin, down to each fingertip. He took off Su Xiaohe’s sneakers and, with no regard for public decency, plucked a large lotus leaf from the pond, wet it under the faucet, and used it as a fan to cool Su Xiaohe. He wished he had eight hands, checking his temperature and pulse. If it hadn’t been within normal ranges, he would have called an ambulance by now.
Huo Fu’an elevated Su Xiaohe’s head on his lap. “Xiaohe? Xiaohe, can you hear me?”
Like Sleeping Beauty, would a kiss wake him up?
The fragrance of lotus flowers wafted through the air, and Huo Fu’an sniffed. His little Xiaohe smelled as good as the lotus, exuding an air of elegance and scholarship.
With no shirt on, Huo Fu’an’s upper body was muscular, and his eight-pack abs pressed against Su Xiaohe’s head. Coupled with his concerned expression, he looked a bit… kinky.
When Su Xiaohe woke up, he was greeted with this scene.
He’s even taken off his clothes!
Su Xiaohe was shocked, mourning his lost dignity for a second before suddenly realizing he was a man.
It’s okay.
Huo Fu’an is straight.
Su Xiaohe felt relieved and turned his face directly into Huo Fu’an’s hard abdomen. His body temperature was slightly lower than his, and the sensation wasn’t unpleasant. Su Xiaohe swallowed, wishing he could take a bite and stick it on his own arm.
He still had his clothes on, but Huo Fu’an was an exhibitionist! Su Xiaohe urgently considered the current situation, his eyes darting back and forth. Huo Fu’an sprayed him with the drug, but didn’t do anything to him. Was he holding back, planning something big? Should he expose him now, or wait and catch him red-handed?
Huo Fu’an scratched the back of his head, a bit rough but also cautious. “Feeling better now? Still feeling dizzy?”
Su Xiaohe immediately sat up, seeing the lotus leaf on the ground and the pieces of cloth. He suddenly realized that things were a bit different from what he had imagined.
“I have heatstroke,” Su Xiaohe said, his face turning red in an instant, feeling guilty for his irresponsible assumptions.
Just because Huo Fu’an was a bad person didn’t mean he should add to his wrongdoings.
“I’m sorry, thank you for your trouble,” Su Xiaohe stood up and bowed to Huo Fu’an, apologizing.
Huo Fu’an was taken aback, never having received such a standard bow in his life, nervously unsure of where to put his hands.
His little baby was so sensible, with an air of scholarship about her, making him feel at ease. Even for things that weren’t his fault, he apologized. When he brings her home after winning her heart, Old Huo will surely be ecstatic.
Huo’s family was a wealthy coal tycoon, and Huo Fu’an wasn’t good at academics. He got into a prestigious school through his athletic abilities, and Old Huo held a three-day feast to celebrate, feeling extremely gratified.
“Son, I’ve heard that there are plenty of bookish girls in college. Keep your eyes peeled and bring home the most cultured offspring for the Huo family!” Old Huo instructed at the train station before Huo Fu’an left for college.
Huo Fu’an also stood up, threw the two pieces of clothing into the trash can, and squatted in front of Su Xiaohe. “Come on, I’ll take you back to the dorm.”
Back to the dorm?
The dormitories for males and females were on separate floors. What if Huo Fu’an insisted on taking him to the door?
“No need, I can go by myself,” Su Xiaohe waved his hand. “You should go back and put on your clothes first. It’s not appropriate to go to the female dormitory shirtless.”
His little Xiaohe was indeed meticulous!
Huo Fu’an reluctantly looked at Su Xiaohe for a few moments. What a pity, Su Xiaohe was going to confess to him today.
As Su Xiaohe walked back, he was in a state of confusion. Had Huo Fu’an already corrected his behavior? Did his fishing still have any meaning?
No, Su Xiaohe’s gaze was firm. Until a person has paid the price for their past mistakes, they cannot be considered completely reformed.
He reached into his inner pocket and took out a recorder, starting to play it back.
“…Do you want to take off your skirt… No… Can you hear me? You look so beautiful, can a kiss wake you up… Smells so good…”
He was kissed?
Su Xiaohe wiped his mouth, his nose twisted with anger. Mountains may change, but one’s nature is hard to change. Huo Fu’an indeed still harbored ulterior motives.
He had previously asked Huo Fu’an if he had feelings for him. Although he was conducting a fishing expedition, he must avoid making the suspect develop genuine feelings. Huo Fu’an had denied it outright, “No, in my eyes, you’re just like the girls I’ve gone on umbrella dates with before.”
Su Xiaohe breathed a sigh of relief. In other words, Huo Fu’an would treat the things he did to him just like he treated other girls.
In the next few days of high temperatures, Huo Fu’an didn’t call him, but one evening he called Su Xiaohe to the playground and gave him several skirts.
Su Xiaohe firmly rejected them, feeling his heart soften. He had to sever the financial relationship with Huo Fu’an.
It was the first time Huo Fu’an had given something to a girl. He watched as Su Xiaohe nearly turned the skirt into an antique, even putting a patch on it, feeling anxious. His little Xiaohe was so beautiful, what skirt couldn’t match him?
Huo Fu’an had a sudden insight and understood the pride of a literati: “I didn’t specifically buy it for you. I bought a box wholesale to give to others, and there are a few left. If you don’t want it, I’ll just throw them away.”
Huo Fu’an used his lifetime of knowledge to convince Su Xiaohe, “Looking at the ancients, whether country or family, success comes from diligence and failure from extravagance. My dad said that one must be thrifty in life, cannot be extravagant, so I thought of you.”
Old Huo’s words were timely.
Su Xiaohe hesitated, “Then maybe I’m not suitable.”
Why wouldn’t he be suitable?
Huo Fu’an forcefully pushed Su Xiaohe towards the women’s restroom by the edge of the playground. “Go try it on now.”
Suddenly entering the women’s restroom, Su Xiaohe thought to himself…
Luckily, nobody was there.
Su Xiaohe awkwardly changed into the skirt. When he came out, he saw five or six girls holding hands passing by, one of whom was wearing the same skirt as him.
His mind raced, and he looked towards the center of the playground. With the large crowd there in the evening, it didn’t take long for him to see three others wearing the exact same skirt, some of whom were previous victims of the umbrella scheme.
So that’s how it was!
Su Xiaohe suddenly realized. Huo Fu’an hadn’t lied; he really did wholesale a box of skirts and gave them to so many people. It seemed like this was a crucial part of his criminal activities, and Su Xiaohe classified it as hush money.
Huo Fu’an did wholesale a box, but he hadn’t actually given them out everywhere. He thought Su Xiaohe would be just like him, preferring to wear the same style every day. Today he’d give a few, and tomorrow he’d give a few more, and soon his closet would be filled with skirts bought by him. The feeling of invading his life was indescribably wonderful.
But he accidentally bought a trending item.
When Su Xiaohe came out wearing the new skirt, Huo Fu’an’s eyes lit up. “It looks great, you should wear it every day.”
Huo Fu’an readily took the old skirt from him. Softened by washing, it was as soft as Su Xiaohe and carried his body temperature.
“Don’t wear this one if it’s broken.” Huo Fu’an took two steps towards the trash can, ready to throw it away, but then hesitated. He looked back at Su Xiaohe, saw that he wasn’t paying attention, quickly unzipped his backpack, and stuffed the skirt inside.
This was a witness to their love; it couldn’t be thrown away.
How could his little baby’s clothes be mixed with other filthy garbage?
Su Xiaohe watched as Huo Fu’an cherished his skirt, stuffing it into his bag, his cheeks burning, his eyes filled with shock.
He really is a pervert!
What does he want to do with my skirt?
Su Xiaohe had a premonition.
He was getting closer and closer to the truth.
In the evening, when Su Xiaohe returned, it was quite late, and even the cross-dressing big shots who went out and returned late had come back.
Recently, one of the cross-dressing big shots encountered a tough opponent and was scared into not wearing women’s clothing anymore.
As Su Xiaohe saw the gate open and close, he had changed into a skirt and returned, feeling somewhat surreal.
Actually… Did their souls swap when they fell asleep one day?
What about the top-ranked, strict, and old-fashioned study nerd in their grade?
The cross-dressing big shot’s gaze focused on Su Xiaohe’s back. Normally, it wasn’t noticeable, but today, with him wearing a different skirt, some changes were quite obvious.
“Xiaohe, what’s the name of the workout video you’ve been practicing recently?”
Su Xiaohe had been using a yoga mat for almost a month, and he hadn’t gained any muscles except for his butt becoming perkier. This unexpected effect intrigued the cross-dressing big shot.
“Oh, I’ll send it to you.” Su Xiaohe didn’t hesitate to share it with his roommate. He had memorized all the movements on the first day and had been exercising by memory since then. As the saying goes, hard work pays off, and Su Xiaohe, full of confidence, reluctantly admitted for the first time, “But I don’t think it’s working.”
The cross-dressing big shot pondered the title.
He had said it was a muscle-building workout using a yoga mat, but Su Xiaohe had even gotten the door number wrong.
Su Xiaohe fell silent too.
Why were there so many types of workout videos?
By the way, since he had become like this… Well, why hadn’t Huo Fu’an groped his butt yet?
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