Not being able to restrain himself, Zhang Lingyi leaned forward, strongly squeezed the young man around his waist and furiously stuck into his mouth.

Wang Guangning's eyes suddenly widened ...

It was as a gentle electrical blow ... blow current directly in the heart, which trembled with sudden weakness.

Was it a kiss? Kiss in its usual, normal sense of the word? No, it wasn't.

It was – as if a traveler, who a lot of years was wandering on the desert, exhausted and tired, suddenly came across an oasis with a spring with crystal and cool water – and his dried lips stuck to the magic donator of life and hope. As if the master of the magic brought down, at last, his vivifying power on the enthusiastic pilgrim, and he – the pilgrim - dived into this magic with the head, without wishing to return any more to a surface, to cruel reality.

Zhang Lingyi, unable to control his embrace, unconsciously squeezed his hands so tight, that Wang Guangning could hardly breathe. Four damned years gong's hands were empty – and at last, this emptiness was filled at this moment.

The breast nestled to the breast, abdomen is attached to abdomen, a stomach to a stomach ... One, though unrealizable desire eclipsed the whole world around – desire to fill his painful incompleteness of life with that only man, who possessed the magic to soften it.

Lips were taken prisoner to lips, teeth met with predatory knock in their greedy rush.

Wang Guangning, being in complete stupefaction, even forgot how it is necessary to react to such actions.

Both dived into a kiss, as in whirlpool, which sucked them more and more deeply, more and more desperately, without allowing to breathe, they twirled in a typhoon of the concealed desires, without a thought of anything else, except the burning lips of the opponent... the tempter ... beloved one...

Interlacing of lips, hands, bodies ...

Choking, almost dying for suffocation, with thirst, which could be satisfied only with each other ...

When the need to take a sip of air forced them to break their embrace, both reddened, like roses, and puffed as if they were climbers who subdued Jomolungma.

It was absolutely impossible to hide the truth after such mad kiss.

Zhang Lingyi was sure – it was impossible to conceal their real feelings further. When Wang Guangning declared, that his confirmation of feelings to somebody from HR department did not concern to Xia Yingchu, in Lingyi's heart war victorious drums began to ring out happily. And Guangning did not push him away ... so... so...

- When you confirmed, that you like somebody from HR ... - Lingyi's eyes threw up a lava of hope and an anticipation, and their heat was almost possible to melt his proud marketing director on sweet fire, - whether it is possible to assume, that you meant ... me???

Guangning looked at gong's burning eyes ... his lips trembled, moved ... but suddenly the heat, which covered a tender and proud face, step by step began to disappear, as a water stream in hot sand, his eyes ceased to shine feverishly, and on lips appears a gentle, pacifying and cooling smile –so unwished now by Zhang Lingyi:

- Why you decided it? I told nothing similar.

- Fuck off, what you've said! You exactly meant it! – not giving up gong resolutely stretched his arms to this impudent shou, angry at his obstinacy.

But his nasty shou leaned back, slightly flashed, and declared with a whimsical note in the trembled voice:

- It's not my business, what comes to your confused mind. It does not concern me at all – and it is not related to me.

Oh, why, why our silly shou pronounced these cruel words? Ask him directly – and he would answer nothing sensible. Perhaps, memory of his long suffers was too vivid in his impressionable heart? Or the offense from his gong, standing hand in hand near the girl, revived in his mind again?

Difficult to say - but now, on a threshold of hopes coming true, Wang Guangning was not ready to open his exhausted soul to his former enemy so easily.

As if you see a box with colorful chocolate beans of various tests – you never know, what you get - but all of them are sweet.

And Guangning was sure, that now he could enjoy exactly, what he wanted so much for so long.

Zhang Lingyi excitedly squeezed his workmate's waist even stronger:

- But I ... love you! Already long ago ... - he looked impatiently forward to Wang Guangning's eyes.

Really, this love ... it was born in his heart so long ago ... From the very beginning of our mad Great gay agreement I was as if captivated by this man – when he laughed, when he became angry, when he played the role or thought of something ...

I could not look away from him... he filled with himself all world around, all events – inside and outside - concerned only him. I saw only him and was absolutely helpless, not being able to change a situation.

I could not resist his kindness – the kindness going from the depth of his soul, his tolerance to others' weaknesses, his good-natured and live character, his charm.

Maybe it was just appreciation at first, but then ... then this tendency slowly but surely got out of hand.

I didn't understand it right away.

The gender barrier was a reliable obstacle in front of him – and only somewhere deeply in his soul some doubts were arising – but he did not allow himself to notice, when it began.

He precisely knew that he was not born a gay; therefore, he so resolutely offered to become a boyfriend to Luo Zihui.

But what happened to them in Xiamen that night ... unforgettable, amazing night ... it changed all his understanding about the relations between him and Wang Guangning.

After returning from a trip he remembered, that he took the responsibility for Luo Zihui. This fact – and the grief that lodged deeply in his heart – distracted him from further reflections on this subject. Fell behind – was left behind. The term of the agreement passed – and life came into its normal way.

He acted as a good fellow – until found out, that Guangning, without saying goodbye, left to Taiwan. Lingyi did not expect such low action from his Gay agreement's workmate.

Yes, he knew about existence of this devil's project of students' exchange. The curator of their department offered him to participate in the program and even recommended to submit the application. But Lingyi's professional specialization was very rare, and it could be missed upon transition to other university. So the curator's proposal was rejected even without consideration.

It did not come to Lingyi's mind that the same opportunity would be offered to Wang Guangning - one of the best students of the university. And that he would use the program for exchange and would leave the city promptly. The thought that he would not see his friend within the whole year, submerged our first (now finally the first and unique) Uni's pretty boy in such severe depression, which usually calm and cold-blooded young man did not expect from himself. Emptiness in soul, the feeling of awful loss pressed on a breast, without allowing even to breathe – it seemed to Lingyi, that he choked under huge thickness of water, trying unsuccessfully to come up on a surface and to take a sip of fresh air.

Longing and suffering, which absorbed Lingyi, discovered to him the power of his true feelings and brought the realization, that it was impossible to hide them. He became ready to open his feelings.

Nevertheless, this damned Guangning turned out to be unpredictable.

Moreover, a new stroke of fate struck our prudent gong – his fucking shou did not just leave the country - he broke off all ties, disappeared into non-existence.

The bastard's phone was blocked, as far as his account on social networks and QuQu, emails returned undelivered - "addressee is unknown". Even the phone of the fugitive's parents disappeared magically from the personal folder in the dean's office, where Zhang Lingyi had penetrated, shamelessly using his stunning appearance and impeccable reputation.

No one, not a single person in the F University knew how to contact him.

Wang Guangning disappeared from all the radars, like an airplane that risked invading the Bermuda Triangle during a storm.

Within a month, Lingyi tried to find a way to contact his cunning partner, but everything was unsuccessful. He even applied for the exchange program - but the list of participants had been already closed, and his proposal was rejected.

The inconsolable gong was rushing around the room like a hungry tiger in a cage, trying to understand - why did Wang Guangning leave him so suddenly? What happened?

More precisely speaking, something happened, of course, a lot of something... Did Zhang Lingyi really after all this «something» not deserve even the title of a friend? How did Guangning dare to leave him without even saying goodbye? Where did this toughness come from?

Moans of our sweet baby, finally, made his "girl" so fed up, that she broke up with him, announcing it in the most dismissive way - by phone. Lingyi initially tried to accuse her of being rude and insensitive - but when he realized that he had neglected her for a month, his fair nature took over - and he had to recognize the legitimacy of this gesture from offended beauty.

Along with this recognition, he realized one indisputable fact - namely, he suffers and suffers without Guangning, not just as without a friend. Our loyal dog gong had to admit the obvious: he was in love with his distant and unfaithful handsome emperor shou.

Never before confessing his love to anyone, frankly speaking, even not particularly believing in its very existence, our rational Lingyi had analyzed the depth of the influence of another person on himself and had to confirm, that this feverish depression could be named by only one word. He was not naive - and would not dare to call this feeling simply a friendship.

He LOVED another one. In addition, the fact that this another one was a man, did not affect the situation at all.

It was the time, when Zhang Lingyi grabbed a cigarette for the first time.

The biggest joke of fate was not to love and then to lose his beloved one, but to lose firstly – and only then to understand, that he loved that person.

When Zhang Lingyi realized, what happened to him - and after all his attempts of search – he decided to focuse on a specific task. He just had to wait for the end of the internship period. The task was hard, but possible – because he knew exactly when it would end. Our gong gritted his teeth - and began to fulfill the usual work of a faithful dog, abandoned by the owner ... He was waiting... A year had passed...

All the students, who went for internship exchange, returned ... but the one whom Lingyi, gritting his teeth and biting his lips to blood, waited so desperately and patiently — he did not return.

Returned students - those who completed the internship at the same time as the damned shou – they did not have Wang Guangning's contact. They only vaguely knew that Wang Guangning stayed to work somewhere in Taiwan.

Within next four years ... these hard four years... the torture of suspense continued. Which thoughts were spinning in Zhang Lingyi's head during that time, what insane assumptions tormented his soul ... and the worst thing was that he didn't know if he could hope for a softening of the sentence, didn't know, if the gates of heaven would open to him ...

And suddenly ... insane happiness ... HE was back ...

He hoped that it would be the end of all obstacles – only to grab his prey and to drag it to the lair ... but previously to wallop this fucking freak for his tricks.

Suddenly Zhang Lingyi started to get nervous like a schoolboy on a first date. He found that he did not understand what real rights he had for a newcomer. What were their relationship? Who were they to each other?

Sun Siyang was obviously a friend. This was immediately visible and understandable.

But ... Lingyi had already perfectly understood the depths of his heart and the origins of his desires. What he wanted from Wang Guangning... How many times he imagined it in all details. Therefore, he could never let him slip away again. He would make his frivolous shou to stay close to himself - in any way, in any status.

However, the human heart is impermanent. Just yesterday, our handsome ex-gong could agree to any place, if only next to Wang Guangning. But after he swallowed vinegar, being pierced by jealousy to the very core, Lingyi realized that he was not ready to accept the current status of their relationship.

His confession became a sign, like a white flag, thrown by a proud fortress as a confirmation of complete defeat and surrender to the winner.

- I really love you ... for a very long time... - Zhang Lingyi repeated aggressively, trying to catch with a burning eye the elusive sight of the evasive object of his fiery desires.

- Kha-kha ... really? - a slight smile touched the well-shaped lips.

He heard ... he heard, at last, so long-awaited confession...

Unconcealed happiness flooded Wang Guangning over his head, washed him like a spring rain - refreshing and reviving. It seemed that the happiness would flood himself and the one, who spoke these magic words.

But with strong effort our stern shou hided the jubilation deep inside. Indeed, speaking truly, what did this hardhearted gong mean when he said "for a long time"? Was it longer than my love for him? (our damn boys began again to compete with each other ... – comment of angry translator)

After all, four years ago, if memory did not fool the magnificent emperor, it was him who stood, stirring tears under the rain, stopping his own confession at the sight of a couple under one umbrella.

So obviously, Lingyi liked him not so long, as he did.

Guangning was clearly aware that he intentionally wanted to hurt his beloved one. And even if this was not manly, if he behaved like a capricious woman... but he suffered for so long, he had been tormented so hard within all this time... may he now to make Zhang Lingyi to pay with this pain for his past sufferings...

Our sly shou gently pushed the lost his head gong away:

- In that case, maybe it's time for you to prove the strength of your feelings, eh, Zhang Lingyi?

- Hah? What? - in the eyes of the gong there was a complete misunderstanding.

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The great emperor Wang Guangning was laying on a sofa with iPad, bravely fighting with a whole pack of brutal wolves. Bach ... bang ... kiaaaaaa!

Zhang Lingyi, who was sitting next to him, carefully sliced a mango and dipped it into a plum syrup, bringing the juicy piece to his master's mouth:

- Here, shou-shou, eat one more piece.

The emperor, busy with his virtual hunt, lazily opened his mouth - and his loyal dog put a cold piece of ripe fruit inside. Emperor chewed slowly, without taking his attentive glance from the screen.

- Well, is it delicious? - respectful gong seekly looked into the eyes of His Highness.

And he was awarded only with a careless nod:

- It's delicious ... Mango and plum ... straight from the fridge ... very refreshing...

Yeah, after confession Zhang Lingyi was decidedly in bad position! Shameless, lost all conscience, his shou behaved with him as with an ordinary servant - despite all his efforts and ingratiations.

Just some kind of nightmare...

Lingyi tried to be proud and independent, like a real gong, tried to be quiet and humble, as a concubine in a harem - nothing would bring him the desired results.

After analyzing the situation, Zhang Lingyi finally turned on his famous IQ and decided – it is enough. Since humility didn't bring its fruits - it meant only that he must choose a completely different method of influence. It was time to remember that he was a formidable gong and must be worthy of this high rank.

If God gave you such lovely shou, but he didn't appreciate you - the great and formidable gong – it was pitiful and unworthy spectacle!

I must say in defense of Wang Guangning - he did not intend to keep his gong in the unknownness for too long. But it was extremely flattering - just to be at the center of such persistent courtship - his heart was heating and melting in the warm rays of affection and care, erupted by his gong seeking for forgiveness.

Initially, he decided to hold his fan in ignorance about pare of days. He did not expect that Zhang Lingyi could be a person who confessed to love first. It was so strange ... funny ... touching ... It seemed that he completely abandoned the old solid moral principles, arrogance and coldness - and every day pestered his shou, attacking him with countless seductive tricks, in which this newly born Lovemaster suddenly turned out to be a great professional. His ingenuity knew no bounds - and Wang Guangning had already fed up with partner's condescension - and from his own foolish whims. Sometimes conscience woke up in him — and called him to stop this ugly behavior and start behaving honestly and openly.

But one more ingratiating gaze from his proud gong — and maliciousness again whispered him to assure, that one more day of slavery wouldn't spoil his gong's ambitions.

Zhang Lingyi suffered, intuitively feeling that Wang Guangning clearly forgave him for past sins. After all, he decided on such a desperate step, confessed his feelings - forbidden feelings. Why the object of his desires didn't change his strange, unaccustomed, insincere behavior? On the contrary, why was he so cold, colder and colder every day, how was it possible?

Am I mistaken? And he is no longer interested in my person ... in that very sense ... If ever he was interested ... no wonder ... I hate myself ... Who would ever think of loving such a monster?

But he didn't immediately push me away when I kissed him that day... After all, if he doesn't feel what I feel ... why did he let me come so close? .. Why were his lips so soft? .. And why is he so cold now?

Yeah, high Zhang Lingyi's IQ in the heart cases did not help his owner to resolve problems. His rational mind surrendered to the trembling heart, pushing the master to stupid actions - and creating irresistible doubts. Any schoolboy on the place of HR director would behave much more confidently.

- Decision is made! This week we are going on a date! - the spirit of the formidable gong finally made a riot - and the loyal dog decided on an act, from which the blood froze in his veins, and his knees began to shake, knocking as drumsticks. He stopped, being ready, like a hare, to escape immediately at the first sign of danger.

Wang Guangning, without taking his eyes off the game, shook his head in disgust.

- What a nonsense? Why you use such terminology? Why should two adult men go ... on a date?..

But for desperate gong there was obviously already nothing to lose. He broke through the bottom of his patience - and whispered fervently, quite openly, without feeling the slightest oddity that he was speaking on this topic:

- In fact, the date of two men is a wonderful thing. It is completely different from a date with a lady. Well, think yourself. When you're on a date with a woman, you have to carry her purse after her. You took a couple of steps - and she was already tired. You must run around her, fuss around her, take care of her. And what you say about shopping? This is a nightmare for any normal man ... But dating with me is a completely different matter. I will carry your bag for you. I will take care of you, I surround you with warmth and care. I will serve you as a faithful dog.

From this convulsive, hot whisper Wang Guangning's head became cloudy, a shiver swept from the back of the head down the ridge, melting somewhere in the tailbone area, he pursed his lips - and asked helplessly:

- Where?

- Hah? - Zhang Lingyi, prepared for a long persuasion, froze from this sudden question, not believing his own ears, staring dumbfoundedly at his unpredictable shou-shou.

- Aren't we talking about dating now? - Wang Guangning looked at the interlocutor, as if wondering to know, where such fools come from. - So where?

Zhang Lingyi's eyes flashed - and Wang Guangning again saw the splendid creator of the Great Gay Agreement, he even had a heartache from a familiar sight.

- I have prepared three different plans. Let's choose one of them!

THREE PLANS!!! Our great gong is in his repertoire. He goes to work. Where does he take so much time to develop this nonsense?

Exulted Zhang Lingyi, inspired by the offer of his shou to go on a date, didn't notice the complex mood of his beloved one:

- First, we can go to the movies. I found out an outstanding blockbuster - called ... called ... it seems, "Flesh and Blood" - they say, a very interesting film!

Zhang Lingyi remembered something - and his eyes shone even brighter.

Guangning looked suspiciously at the overjoyed gong:

- Flesh and flies ... are you speaking about this film? This is not a horror. He is too bloody for a good horror ... I even remember the advertisement that hangs on the cinema - "Do you want to sleep with her on the first date? Go together on "Flesh and Flies"...

Good memory of Guangning reminded him the definition that Zhang Lingyi had given to horror films many years ago. "An assistant in love for flirting couples" - came to his mind. So he intends to do this trick for a second time?

Angry shou measured the impudent gong with a murdering gaze and coldly declared:

- Come and die, you nothingness! No the slightest hope for you...

Zhang Lingyi, unwillingly forced to abandon the picturesque image that already flashed through his mind – shou-shou trembling helplessly in his courageous soothing embrace, coldly sighed and proceeded to the following point:

- OK, let's discuss proposal number two - Water Park!

Most of all, of course, Lingyi would like to squeeze his timid shou on a roller coaster - and press him in the booth at the very top before the car rushes down into the abyss. But he rightly feared that such an event would be banned from the very beginning. Therefore, he had to make a choice in favor of the water park ... although ... a minimum of clothes ... perhaps this would have its own charm ...

Zhang Lingyi's face, blurred in anticipation, seemed suspicious to Wang Guangning. What are the underlying hidden motifs of our gong, what he was going to do in the water? Guangning should be careful meeting his insane offers. Especially because on weekends in water parks there usually are many people with children, and these little stinkers yell like diablos...

Our lovely shou resolutely vetoed the water park.

Pictures of half-naked Guangning with water droplets flowing down a smooth chest melted in the head of poor Lingyi, and he desperately announced his last offer:

- Well, then there is only one option - a zoo.

This, of course, sounded much more boring than the first two, but...

- OK, agreed, we are going to the zoo! - Wang Guangning said abruptly.

Zhang Lingyi obediently bowed his head. Why did some annoyance follow him after this statement of his naughty little shou?

Confessing love among birds and beasts - what the hell is a romance?!

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