Chapter 33: You Can Rely on Me 3

Chapter 33: You Can Rely on Me 3

Yun He gazed out the window at the ski resort, his thoughts jumbled and replaced the initial excitement he had felt upon arrival with a faint sadness.

After Yun He and Lin Yong finished their meal, they returned to Yun He's room. Since Gu Jiabei was not back yet, Lin Yong took a temporary rest on Yun He's bed. Around eleven, Gu Jiabei stumbled in, reeking of alcohol. As Lin Yong groggily got up from the bed, Gu Jiabei instructed him, "Lu Angyu is already asleep, and he had some drinks. If he feels unwell tonight, just wake me up."

Still half-asleep, Lin Yong nodded vaguely and, with half-open eyes, left the room, closing the door behind him.

"I'll take a shower first," Gu Jiabei said as he passed by Yun He, instinctively ruffling the younger man's hair, who was sitting by the bed.

In reality, Yun He hadn't been sleeping all along. His mind had been racing throughout the night. Watching Gu Jiabei enter the bathroom and close the door, Yun He heard the sound of running water coming from inside. He sensed that Gu Jiabei's mood wasn't particularly high tonight, perhaps due to Lu Angyu.

Gu Jiabei was quick in the shower, emerging after a brief rinse. He wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt and loose tracksuit pants, with a towel on his head as he wiped his damp black hair. Approaching Yun He, he said, "Let's sleep in the same bed tonight."

Standing up from the bedside, Yun He wrapped his arms around Gu Jiabei's waist and buried his face in the crook of his neck, sniffing like a puppy.

"We've slept together before," Gu Jiabei replied gently, kneading Yun He's nape.

"It's different…" Yun He's ears were still hidden in Gu Jiabei's neck, turning red.

"In what way?" Gu Jiabei failed to notice Yun He's unusual behavior.

"You... You're not... going to force me..." Yun He's voice was barely audible, his face buried even deeper. "There's no need for you to force me... I'll take the initiative..."

Gu Jiabei's grip on the nape of Yun He's neck tightened, causing Yun He to wince and let out a muffled sound, but he still didn't lift his head from Gu Jiabei's shoulder.

"Didn't I drink more than you?" Gu Jiabei's low, husky voice seeped into Yun He's ears, now tinged with the scent and warmth of alcohol. "Why does it feel like you're the one who's drunk?"

"But you weren't happy tonight..." Yun He finally raised his head, his dewy eyes resembling those of a young cub.

"So you intended to cheer me up with this approach?" The smile on Gu Jiabei's face faded slightly.

"No, it's just that I feel we're incredibly fortunate... to be able to be together without any hindrances... I want to seize the moments we have, to do more while we can..." Yun He struggled to articulate his thoughts. Though Gu Jiabei hadn't explicitly said it during the day, Yun He had an intuitive sense that someday, perhaps due to his father's business, Gu Jiabei might return to his original place, and everything would revert to how it was before. They might truly face separation. Fear gripped him, and he began to worry that their current happiness could fade away like a fleeting memory. Thus, he resolved to cherish every moment while he still could.

Yet, he didn't know how to articulate his nuanced emotions and vulnerability to Gu Jiabei. As such, all he could do was awkwardly and tenderly plant a kiss on the corner of Gu Jiabei's lips.

"Yun He."

The scene unfolded with an air of subtle tension, as if the very atmosphere held its breath in anticipation. Characters, entwined in a dance of forbidden love, moved gracefully through the narrative, their every gesture and exchange charged with unspoken desires and clandestine yearnings. In this realm of BL, boundaries blurred, and hearts dared to explore the depths of affection society seldom sanctioned.

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Yun He had just reached in when a sharp pain tingled on his lips; Gu Jiabei had fiercely bitten him!

"Ouch..." Yun He gasped involuntarily from the pain.

"One more thing... this will be a thousand times more painful than my bite... Can you endure it?" Gu Jiabei's lips were still locked onto Yun He's, his hot breaths mingling with muffled words.

"Gu Jiabei... I'm afraid of pain..." Yun He whispered tremulously into Gu Jiabei's ear, "So please... be gentle later..."

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Lying there with a dazed expression, Yun He was still relishing the overwhelming sensation from before. Gu Jiabei hadn't taken things to the final step... [Content removed for brevity]... he hadn't even taken off his own pants.

"Why didn't you continue?" Yun He's chest was still rising and falling, his large eyes shimmering with moisture, his lips reddened and alluring.

"I was afraid of hurting you, and I want to wait until you're ready," Gu Jiabei's gaze softened, replacing the previous impulse and intensity.

"I told you I'm not afraid of pain." Yun He frowned in displeasure. "Besides, you're only one year older than me; it's not like you're that much older."

"Even one year makes me your elder brother," Gu Jiabei said with a smile, the teasing in his voice undeniable.

Yun He recalled the scene just now when Gu Jiabei had insisted on being called 'brother'.

"Shameless!" Yun He accused.

"Who was the one crying shameless just now?" Gu Jiabei said with his most charming smile, uttering words that could make anyone blush.

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"I...I'll help you..." Yun He said, forcing himself to be shameless.

"I don't have that much self-control, darling," Gu Jiabei said as he got off Yun He, grabbing some tissues to wipe Yun He clean. "I'll take care of it myself."

"How long do I have to wait until I'm considered grown-up?" Yun He asked.

"Eighteen years old, and I'll give you a coming-of-age gift then," Gu Jiabei blinked his flirtatious peach blossom eyes, resembling a charming, debonair gentleman.

"Hmph, a man's words... we'll see how long your self-restraint lasts," Yun He said discontentedly.

"When I can't hold back, I'll tie your hands and pin you to the bed," Gu Jiabei whispered seductively into Yun He's ear, "I'll C you so hard that you'll beg me to stop crying! C you until your legs go weak, calling me 'brother' all the while..."

"Gu Jiabei! How could you say such things?!" Yun He was utterly shocked; just listening to these scenarios made his blood boil.

"Sincere feelings, spoken from the heart," Gu Jiabei gently stroked Yun He's head, his face now filled with tender indulgence as if he hadn't just been spouting such provocatively harsh words.

After taking another shower to cool down, Gu Jiabei returned to lie beside Yun He. Yun He was still reeling from the images in his mind, realizing he was indeed too young for such stimulation. He couldn't even imagine what would happen when the actual moment arrived...

Just as Gu Jiabei lay back down, Yun He suddenly flipped over and pinned Gu Jiabei beneath him, speaking earnestly and solemnly, "Gu Jiabei, let me make this clear: if that day ever comes, it'll be me on top. Do you understand?"

Gu Jiabei turned off the bedside lamp, feeling Yun He's waist in the darkness. "Sure, if you've got the skills, go for it."

"Don't play games with me, I'm serious," Yun He said.

"Alright," Gu Jiabei's voice held a hint of amusement.

Yun He lay quietly for a moment before whispering softly, "Gu Jiabei, what expectations do you hold in your heart?"

This time, Gu Jiabei took a long while to respond. Just as Yun He wondered if he had already fallen asleep, Gu Jiabei spoke slowly, "I hope for no harm, no deception, no betrayal..."

"Are you worried about your mother?" Yun He embraced Gu Jiabei tightly in the darkness. Although Gu Jiabei had used the hotel's shower gel tonight, his distinctive scent remained unchanged. Yun He could always detect that irresistible aroma that he couldn't control or quit.

Gu Jiabei drew Yun He into his arms, resting his chin on the top of his head. Without answering Yun He's question, he simply whispered, "Sleep."

"Gu Jiabei, you can have expectations of me. I won't hurt you, deceive you, or betray you..." Yun He said in Gu Jiabei's embrace.

Gu Jiabei didn't reply any further but held Yun He tightly. In the cold, snowy night with winds howling outside their window, they clung to each other for warmth.

Young love was always simple, passionate, and beautiful. They believed that by holding onto each other tightly, they could withstand the biting cold and snow, and that by embracing tightly, they could stay together forever.