57 – Spring Dream
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The show went very well.
Fang Mo must have secretly practiced a lot during this time. He looked a little overcautious when he first went on stage, but he soon let go of his reservations.
The length of his uniform skirt on his body was just right, and every step he took was wild and fanciful, but even so, he couldn’t see anything very clearly. Even knowing that there was a pair of sports shorts underneath, Xu Xiran couldn’t help but feel worried.
When Fang Mo stood in the middle of the stage imitating Xiaoyao by drawing a heart in the air with two fingers, Xu Xiran, who was sitting under the stage, heard the sound of his heart being struck.
A boy sitting diagonally behind him loudly sighed: “I really want a girlfriend like that!”
After that, there was another boy’s voice: “Wake up! I heard his voice from offstage earlier and he’s a guy.”
The previous voice was now full of panic: “Oh, forget it, forget it.”
Xu Xiran thought to himself, what is this? Even if you want Fang Mo, do think he’s willing to be with you? They have no sense of reality. Then he thought, if you know he’s a man now, then so be it. You weren’t genuinely interested anyway, so shallow.
After thinking about this, he quietly raised his hand and covered his face.
I’m so done for. He shouted in his heart, Xu Xiran, please be a little more normal okay?!
In the end, their performance won third prize. The award money was distributed on the spot, and the amount was not worth mentioning compared to their initial investment, but everyone was still very happy.
Everyone gathered around for a short meeting, and someone suggested that they might as well have a big meal now and spend all the money. The suggestion was well received by all.
Many girls were too lazy to remove their makeup and only changed their clothes. Others had relatively normal outfits and didn’t even bother changing their clothes. Fang Mo didn’t dare to do that, and took off his whole costume, and washed his face clean.
When Xu Xiran ran backstage to go look for everyone, Fang Mo had just finished applying lotion and was patting his face.
“You are so refined,” the girl beside him sighed, “I didn’t even prepare any of this.”
Fang Mo was very generous, and pushed the bag of products in front of her: “Use mine, washing your face without applying anything after feels so unbearable.”
Xu Xiran quietly walked to his side and sat down, but did not make a sound. Fang Mo turned his head to look at him, and he smiled at Fang Mo.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk, but that he didn’t know what to say. After changing out of women’s clothing Fang Mo finally returned to his former familiar appearance. But for some reason, when Xu Xiran looked at his face, a corner of his heart still throbbed unnaturally.
For the convenience of washing, Fang Mo clipped his bangs together with a hairpin and had not let them down yet. At this moment, it looked like a short onion stood on the top of his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead. The skin that has just been applied with water cream was faintly dewy.
This was the first time Xu Xiran had seen him like this.
He inwardly thought, good-looking people really look good in everything.
“No wonder your skin is so good,” the girl looked down at his skincare set, shook her head, and sighed, “Better than mine!”
Fang Mo was a little embarrassed for some reason. He took a quick look at Xu Xiran, lowered his head, and coughed: “My friend gave it to me.”
“Zou Shun gave it to you, right?” the girl smiled, “Where is he?”
“He left,” Fang Mo shook his head helplessly, “As soon as he stepped off stage, he quickly changed and went off with his boyfriend in their two-person world. He won’t be having dinner with us tonight.”
The girl sighed: “Ai, you boys are too sweet in pairs.”
As she spoke, her eyes swept over Fang Mo and Xu Xiran.
Fang Mo looked at Xu Xiran nervously. Xu Xiran didn’t make a sound and took it with tacit understanding.
Once the girl had finished packing and left, only the two of them were left, and when they didn’t speak, the atmosphere became weird.
Xu Xiran looked down at his sneakers, then asked in a low voice, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“…As soon as you found out, you told me that I didn’t look like the part and that I didn’t look soft enough. How was I supposed to tell you,” Fang Mo muttered awkwardly.
“It’s because you didn’t tell me and that I didn’t know, that’s why I said that.” Xu Xiran felt that he was secretly changing the concept, “You asked Zou Shun to help you get in touch, right? Why didn’t you ask me?”
“Oh, it’s a good thing I didn’t tell you.” Fang Mo glanced at him, “Then I wouldn’t hear the truth from you. In any case, you didn’t think I looked good.”
Xu Xiran was speechless for a moment. He didn’t think that was the case, but he didn’t know how to explain. He opened his mouth for a long time but didn’t say anything.
“Forget it, just take it as me showering one-sided affection,” Fang Mo stood up, “I only came to help for your sake, and in the end, I threw winks at a blind man, and was even shunned.”
Xu Xiran also stood up, and took a step towards him: “No, it’s not like that! I mean… you, you look good.”
Fang Mo glanced at him, then turned his head: “You’re being insincerely courteous.”
“Really,” Xu Xiran was being bad at words and could only foolishly repeat himself, “You look good.”
Fang Mo finally looked at him: “Do I look like it?”
He didn’t. His looks, height, and temperament were all nothing alike. Except for the mole at the corner of his eye, he looked nothing like Xiaoyao.
Xu Xiran finished answering in his heart, then lowered his head and coughed as if to cover up: “You look just like it. Exactly the same.”
Fang Mo was finally happy. Just as he was about to speak, the club president’s voice came from outside the door.
“Kids! Hurry up and get in the car, let’s eat!”
Hearing this, Fang Mo lowered his head and quickly packed up his things. After packing, Xu Xiran rushed over just as he was about to put his bag on his back.
“Let me, let me,” he said as he grabbed Fang Mo’s bag and walked out with it.
“What are you doing?” Fang Mo was puzzled, “I can carry it.”
“You’ve been working all day,” Xu Xiran said, “I came here to help out, let me help you.”
The other girls in the club who also worked all day had big and small bags, and only Fang Mo, a boy, had his hands empty. He was a little embarrassed and asked around if people needed help.
Xu Xiran also felt weird seeing this. It seemed unnecessary, but he just wanted to help Fang Mo carry his bag.
It must have been because the things Fang Mo had put on his face were too fragrant, and when he got close and accidentally smelled his scent, it made him feel delirious.
After dinner, everyone was in high spirits, and only Xu Xiran was preoccupied with other thoughts.
He repeatedly examined himself in his heart. After Fang Mo changed back to his usual attire, the strong sense of panic in his heart had since disappeared. He was struggling and secretly told himself that this probably meant that he didn’t have any special feelings for Fang Mo. It was just that his appearance in women’s clothing looked too good, which made him, a straight man, confused for a while.
But at the same time, there was a corner of his heart that whispered, it’s not like this. You really do like him.
Xu Xiran likes Fang Mo.
“What’s wrong? You look like you’re out of it,” Fang Mo, who was sitting next to him, leaned into his ear and asked, “Are you feeling okay?”
Xu Xiran suddenly moved to the other side and shook his head like a rattle drum.
“What are you doing?” Fang Mo frowned immediately.
Xu Xiran hesitated for a while, then nodded again: “…I think I’m not feeling well. I’ll head back first.”
After he said this, he stood up, said goodbye to the rest of the people, and then left. The place they chose for dinner was near the school and within walking distance from the dormitory.
He wanted to get himself away from Fang Mo, but Fang Mo came out with him.
“Are you okay? Do you have a fever again?” He looked worried, and as he followed up to him, he put his hand on Xu Xiran’s forehead.
Xu Xiran backed away repeatedly: “It’s nothing, it’s just that I didn’t sleep well yesterday so now I’m too tired and I’m getting sleepy.”
Fang Mo furrowed his brows and skeptically looked at him.
“I’ll be fine once I head back and get some sleep,” Xu Xiran said, “I’m okay by myself, you can go back and eat.”
But Fang Mo refused to let go: “I’m already here. You look dead, and you’re not making me feel at ease. I’ll accompany you back.”
This road was particularly quiet.
Xu Xiran’s mind was a mess and was unable to calm down. When he entered the dormitory building and walked to the corner of the third floor, Fang Mo asked him if he was able to be alone, and if he wanted him to continue accompanying him.
Xu Xiran shook his head repeatedly, then quickly ran upstairs two steps at a time, and rushed back to the dormitory.
As he forcefully closed the bedroom door, his fear lingered on. He leaned against the door panel and took deep breaths for a while. Seeing this, his roommates all cast side glances at him.
“Is there something chasing you?” he asked on the bunk.
Yes, ecstasy. It was simply too terrifying.
Xu Xiran shook his head, then walked to the side of his bed and fell straight down.
Fang Mo’s presence lingered on. He sent a message to Xu Xiran asking him if he was feeling better, which made Xu Xiran unable to sleep until midnight.
After finally falling into half-consciousness, this guy, who lived in his mind and refused to leave, appeared again in his dream.
In the dream, Fang Mo pretended to be Xiaoyao, walked up to him, and asked him if he was pretty.
Xu Xiran looked at him and mindlessly nodded.
Fang Mo smiled at him, looked straight into his eyes, took his hand, and pressed it onto his own chest.
Xu Xiran held his breath. However, he did not feel the expected soft touch. Fang Mo’s chest was flat. Xu Xiran carefully felt around it, and soon found a small bump through his thin top.
He rubbed on it and Fang Mo’s face immediately turned red.
The originally soft little bump covertly perked up, and pushed up against the fabric. It looked very cute and inviting.
Xu Xiran raised his gaze, stared at his fair cheeks for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, and found that the Fang Mo in front of him was no longer dressed like Xiaoyao.
He was entirely a boy.
He looked at Xu Xiran with his moist and slightly red eyes, and then smiled shyly at him.
He was still very good-looking.
Xu Xiran was completely bewitched. He leaned forward slightly and kissed his lips. The sensation was softer than expected, and it also had the aroma of fruit candy.
He accepted this incomparable sweetness gently and without resistance. Fang Mo’s hands rested softly on the back of his neck, and his lips and tongue became one with his.
The plot after that quickly became completely out of hand.
When he came back to his senses, Fang Mo was already in his arms, naked. His chest didn’t have big breasts, only two small, cute pink nipples that perked up in the air and pitifully trembled.
Touch it with your finger, and Fang Mo will make a nice sound.
Xu Xiran couldn’t resist teasing them over and over, taking them in his mouth, and then naturally reaching his hand downwards to fondle him.
Up until his fingers touched an unexpected yet reasonable thing.
Xu Xiran suddenly woke up.
He opened his eyes wide in the pitch-dark bedroom, gasping for air.
His brain was still in chaos, unable to think smoothly. His chest was full of panic, which made him quickly break out in a cold sweat, and even his pajamas became damp.
But when he closed his eyes again, the image from his dream appeared in his mind again.
The Fang Mo in his dream was more gentle and well-behaved than in reality. No matter what was done to him, he would cooperate and give the reaction that Xu Xiran expected.
He was warm and soft, with a fragrant scent, and his voice was sweet and honey-tongued.
He catered to his kisses and made beautiful sounds under his teasing. His breath carried the poison of temptation, making him addicted.
Between reality and fiction, Xu Xiran gradually fell into a trance.
He suddenly regretted waking up.
He closed his eyes tightly, recalling the feeling of sensation in that moment, and fumbled and reached his hand towards the part that secretly reacted in his dream.
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This chapter is also called: Fang Mo has also taken it off.
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