Chapter 119 Brother, You’d Better Not Look

Chapter 119: Brother, You'd Better Not Look

Lu Yang leaned closer to the screen, blinked, and looked again. In the livestream, it was him from his sophomore year, when he was still cross-dressing.

Fu Yan had known back then that he was a boy and was cross-dressing for the livestream.

In the previous life, the one who ultimately believed in him was actually Fu Yan, of all people.

In this life, he was still hiding behind another alias, not telling me that he is F.

Lu Yang straightened up, returned to Fu Yan's side, and tilted his head to look at the man with his back to him.

Fu Yan's large, shapely hand covered his eyes, as if he hadn't figured out how to explain the whole alias situation to his boyfriend.

"Brother?" Lu Yang walked around to face Fu Yan, calling out teasingly.

He reached out and pulled down Fu Yan's hand, tilting his head slightly and looking up at him, his eyes held both smiles and tears.

In the previous life, this man had been silently in love with him.

What had he done to deserve this?

"Fu Yan, thank you, thank you for always being there." Lu Yang threw himself into the man's arms, wrapping his arms around his lean waist. "Fu Yan, I'm so happy, so happy that F is also you."

"Baby." Fu Yan pinched the young man's chin, lowered his head and took his soft lips, gently and tenderly moving over them, kissing lightly.

In a moment, the light kiss turned into a deep kiss. His big hand slipped under the young man's T-shirt, kneading his flexible waist with firm but gentle pressure.

The warm, smooth touch of his skin unsettled Fu Yan's mind; just touching was not enough.

His big hand lifted the young man's bottom and set him on the desk. The hot kiss trailed from his lips to his long, fair neck.

When they were getting hot and heavy and about to take the next step, the sound of heavy metal music suddenly rang in their ears, along with noisy chatter and laughter.

Their positions hadn't changed, but Lu Yang was now sitting on the back of a booth seat.

"Where is this now?" Lu Yang pushed Fu Yan away. Although the people here couldn't see them, kissing in front of all these people was way too embarrassing.

"This place." Fu Yan kissed the young man's lips again and pulled him back into his arms. "This is where we met again. Baby, you made a pass at me and didn't even know it."

"Ah!?" Lu Yang's eyes widened.

Impossible. How could he not remember making a pass at Fu Yan?

"Look in there."

Following Fu Yan's gaze, Lu Yang's expression changed, and his fingers unconsciously tightened on Fu Yan's clothes.

In the booth over there, another version of Lu Yang was being forced to drink. The ones forcing him were Lu Yu, He Lin, and one of He Lin's henchmen.

Lu Yu pushed the bottle in his hand to He Lin, shooting him a meaningful look.

He Lin grinned slyly, picked up the bottle, and handed it to Du Yang. "Du Yang, you have to finish it. Today is Xiao Yu's birthday. Xiao Yu is my best friend, don't make me lose face."

Du Yang's cheeks were red from drinking, his reactions were a bit slow, and his gaze at the bottle in front of him was somewhat dazed.

Seeing that Du Yang didn't move, Lu Yu rolled his eyes. "Brother Lin, your boyfriend doesn't seem to show you any respect. He said he likes you soooo much, but I think it's nothing special."

He Lin immediately drew a long face and was about to scold, but Du Yang took the bottle, his voice a bit aggrieved yet wheedling.

"Brother Lin, don't be angry. I'm not trying to embarrass you. I just feel sick from drinking. Don't be mad. I'll drink now."

Du Yang slightly raised his chin and started pouring the liquor down his throat straight from the bottle.

Lu Yu and He Lin exchanged a knowing, calculating smile.

"Yangyang, don't drink!" Fu Yan tried to grab the bottle from Du Yang's hand, but couldn't touch anything. He couldn't stop it.

Fu Yan lunged forward and threw a punch at He Lin's face.

His fist phased through He Lin's head, and He Lin showed no reaction.

Fu Yan's chest was heaving violently. Lu Yang knew Fu Yan was truly angry. He stepped forward and hugged Fu Yan from behind, comforting him in a trembling voice.

"Brother, this is all in the past. We are just observers here."

The unpleasant memories of the past life, shown so directly again, felt like cutting open an old wound.

It hurt.

Fu Yan's eyes clouded with pain. He turned and hugged his beloved back. Even though he knew it was from a past life, seeing his precious being schemed against and bullied like this made his heart ache as if being stabbed a thousand times.

The bar music was loud and chaotic. Fu Yan held the young man, stroking the back of his head, soothing both him and himself.

After a while, Fu Yan spoke gently, "Baby, Du Yang has gotten up from his seat."

Du Yang was unsteady on his feet, supporting himself on the backs of the booths as he walked toward the restroom.

Seeing Du Yang leave, Lu Yu stood up and immediately sat on He Lin's lap, hooking his arms around He Lin's neck and asking seductively.

"Brother Lin, have the guys you hired arrived?"

He Lin's eyes glazed over. He pinched Lu Yu's waist and gave it a rub. "They'll be here in ten minutes. Five men, enough for Du Yang to have fun with. Brother said he would get even with him for you, and he means what he says."

"Brother Lin~" Lu Yu swayed his hips a few times. "I knew you wouldn't allow me to be bullied. Du Yang is just jealous of me being your childhood friend. He can't stand me and is always targeting me!"

Lu Yu's toady also chimed in, "Exactly, exactly. Brother He really cares about Xiao Yu."

He Lin was already completely turned on by Lu Yu, and after being flattered by Lu Yu's toady, he took out his phone again to call and rush them.

Lu Yang's gaze went icy cold, and he felt nauseous and wanting to throw up.

Fu Yan's eyes were disgusted. He took Lu Yang's hand and walked down the aisle into the restroom.

Inside the restroom, Du Yang was leaning against the wall. Not only were his cheeks flushed, but his long neck and ears were also pink. His eyes were hazy as if holding spring water, like a ripe peach, tempting and sweet.

Du Yang was breathing heavily, his fingers digging into the wall, trying to walk out. The drug had already kicked in, his legs wouldn't obey, and even moving one step was extremely difficult.

At that moment, a sleazy-looking guy entered the restroom. As soon as he saw Du Yang looking so enticing, his eyes locked on him.

"Yo, feeling uncomfortable? Let big brother help you."

"Get lost!" Du Yang clenched his teeth and forced out the words, weakly slapping away the sleazy guy's paw.

"Playing hard to get? Big brother likes that!" The young man said, pressing Du Yang against the wall, grinning lecherously. "Who are you trying to kid? Taking drugs here means you're waiting for someone to fuck you."

"Brother, don't look!" Lu Yang's face turned pale. He raised his hand to block Fu Yan's gaze as cold and sharp as an arrow.

That night at the bar, he had drunk a lot and really didn't remember what happened.

Even though it was a past life, being bullied like this, Lu Yang didn't want Fu Yan to see. He had already been pathetic in that life.

Fu Yan pulled down Lu Yang's hand, kissed his warm palm, and his eyes were already filled with tenderness.

"Yangyang, don't be afraid. Look."

Lu Yang turned to look. Another Fu Yan had also entered the restroom. Seeing the scene by the wall, his calm, placid eyes instantly constricted. He strode forward and grabbed the creepy young man's wrist.

A bone cracked. The creepy young man let out a scream and was thrown out.

Losing control, Du Yang slid down the wall.

The other Fu Yan stretched out an arm and pulled him into his embrace. "Yangyang, I'll take you to the hospital."

"You..." Du Yang's flushed pink fingers weakly grasped the fabric of the man's suit. He tilted his head up, trying hard to see who was holding him.

"I feel so terrible." Du Yang's voice was thick with sweet, cloying desire. Unconsciously, he leaned into the man's chest, breathing in his pleasant scent, and his hands roamed up the man's neck.

"Brother, you'd better not look." Lu Yang was mortified and covered Fu Yan's eyes once more.

Back then, he didn't even know Fu Yan. How could he have thrown himself at him like a hungry wolf?

It must have been the drug.

Definitely!

"Baby, don't be shy." Fu Yan pulled the young man's hands away, his eyes shimmered like the Milky Way. "Baby may not have known me back then, but you fell for me at first sight, didn't you?"

Lu Yang couldn't answer—he didn't remember a thing.

The other Fu Yan had already scooped Du Yang up bridal-style and was heading toward the back door of the bar.

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