Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

In the end, Lu Fang couldn't leave. He sat there stiffly, still holding Su Nanqin in the same position.

Ever since he learned about Su Nanqin's sexual orientation and his feelings, he felt like he was holding a hot potato.

Make him unable to move.

Su Nanqin's domineering and unreasonable nature was also true to his word. He showed no embarrassment at being rejected and instead sent more people to deal with Lu Fang.

Lu Fang, injured, stood on the second-floor balcony, speechless as he looked down at the row of tall, burly bodyguards.

He called Su Nanqin several times, but the other party refused to answer and turned his back on him.

Helpless, he had to call Brother Jiang to ask for leave several times. During this period, he fought hard and was known for his reckless fighting style, and earned a little over 100,000 yuan, but it was still not enough.

Jiang Ge, considering the severity of his injury that day and the considerable profits he had brought to the boxing gym during this period, readily agreed with a smile.

The shop wasn't busy, so he finally had some peace and quiet.

Su Nanqin returned in the evening. When he came back, he saw the bodyguards standing neatly at the door and only relaxed his brow slightly after confirming that no fight had broken out.

When he entered, Lu Fang was eating the noodles he had cooked. He didn't turn around to look at him when he heard the noise.

Su Nanqin walked over. "Are you angry?"

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Lu Fang didn't even look at him.

"Then stay angry." Su Nanqin went upstairs without looking back.

……

Lu Fang ignored him, finished his noodles, cleaned up, and continued playing Snake on the sofa.

He didn't plan to go upstairs, much less to Su Nanqin's room. He had already exhausted his energy to stay awake until 2 a.m.

Unexpectedly, Su Nanqin didn't come to see him that night. He tiptoed upstairs and went to the room next to Su Nanqin's.

When he woke up the next day, Su Nanqin left as usual, and he was left with some free time. The two of them maintained this state for several days.

On the fourth night, after finishing his game, he went upstairs as usual, and soon after lying down, he heard a knock on the door.

Lu Fang was half asleep and extremely sleepy, so he mumbled, "Come in."

Su Nanqin pushed open the door and stood at the entrance.

Lu Fang became more sober.

He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, so he turned on the light, still a little groggy, and propped himself up with his hand to look at him, somewhat annoyed at being woken up: "What?"

He knew what the person at the door was up to even without asking, and after enduring so many days, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Su Nanqin didn't answer, his head hanging down as if he was hesitating about something. He just stood there at the door, neither coming in nor intending to go out.

Lu Fang guessed that he hadn't slept well for several days again, with dark circles under his eyes.

Lu Fangxin wasn't made of iron; he knew Su Nanqin was waiting for him to save face, but he wasn't going to indulge that kind of behavior.

Furthermore, if Su Nanqin truly harbored such intentions, then it would be inappropriate no matter what. Besides, he hadn't forgotten that the other party had shown concern for him.

"Will you talk or not? If not, get out." Lu Fang said coldly. He could be heartless even when his own mother was weaning him, let alone when facing someone like Su Nanqin, whom he had only met by chance.

Su Nanqin clenched and unclenched his fists, looking unusually aggrieved: "You don't like me."

It sounded like a question and a statement at the same time. Lu Fang never expected that the other person would utter such a sentence after so long, and it even carried a hint of grievance.

Even Lu Fang didn't know how to answer that, so he just sternly said, "Are you done yet? Do you believe I'll beat you up?"

When Lu Fang gets angry, he's really fierce. His forehead is furrowed into a deep frown, and his jawline is taut, as if he's about to jump up and hit someone.

Su Nanqin remained unmoved.

"What exactly do you want?"

"You don't like me." Su Nanqin said in a flat tone, as if he were talking about the weather.

He felt that this person was like a cold and difficult kitten, unpredictable, sometimes biting you and sometimes acting cute and pitiful.

"Speak properly!" Lu Fang said impatiently.

Su Nanqin looked down at him, then looked up at him again: "I can't sleep."

If this continues, he won't be able to sleep tonight. He felt he needed to talk to Su Nanqin.

Although this person is incredibly mature in some aspects, he is also straightforward and clumsy like a child at other times, making it difficult for Lu Fang to be ruthless towards him.

He simply sat up straight and beckoned to me, "Come here."

Su Nanqin obeyed without hesitation and walked over, then just looked at him.

Lu Fang sighed and said, "Sit down."

Su Nanqin sat down, still staring straight at him.

Lu Fang mentally prepared his lines, "Let's talk. Can we communicate properly?"

Su Nanqin nodded: "Mm."

Lu Fang was satisfied and tried to soften his tone, feeling the kind of apprehension a parent might have when trying to reason with a child.

"Have you ever thought that this won't work? You can't always rely on someone to sleep. Do you know what kind of person needs to be held to sleep?"

A hint of displeasure and hurt flashed across Su Nanqin's face. He lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

Lu Fang, determined to be the worst, said, "Haven't you thought about what you'd do if the person you depend on left you?"

He had been sitting still, but upon hearing this, Su Nanqin suddenly looked up at him.

After a long pause, he finally said, "No, I won't allow it."

Many things do not change according to your will.

"That's because you're not strong enough," Su Nanqin said, somewhat obsessively.

Lu Fang stared straight at him: "Do you really think you're powerful?"

Lu Fang exposed him without hesitation.

Su Nanqin looked at him without saying a word.

A pang of pity flashed through Lu's mind, but he also understood that bruises needed to be opened and the pus drained before they could fully heal. He showed no mercy: "You rely on others even for basic sleep? Are you really strong enough?"

It seemed like he had really touched a nerve. Su Nanqin lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. After a while, he raised his head and his eyes were red.

Lu Fang looked at the person and felt a pang of pity for a moment. He knew that long-term insomnia must mean something was on their mind.

When the other person spoke again, their voice was choked with sobs, "But all I want is for you to hold me."

It means—I only depend on you.

Lu Fang's carefully constructed defenses crumbled because of this one sentence.

He had never seen a man cry, and even the rough men in the alley were not as refined as Su Nanqin.

He knew that Su Nanqin was not a weak person; how could a man who could consistently appear in the business headlines not be outstanding?

That's a height that people like them may never reach in their entire lives.

He raised his hand blankly and then lowered it, opening his mouth but unable to utter a word.

In the end, he could only compromise: "Okay. Come up here."

"Hmm." Lu Fang was completely helpless, while Su Nanqin looked completely innocent.

Su Nanqin climbed up as he wished, and then tentatively moved towards Lu Fang.

Well, all that education was for nothing. It didn't work at all and just made him more passive.

He lay down, wrapped his arm around Su Nanqin and gave him a loose hug, then teased, "Satisfied now?"

Su Nanqin shifted and adjusted to a more comfortable position, making Lu Fang, who was still stiff, feel uncomfortable.

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse. He scolded him, "What are you doing, fidgeting?"