CFL 21

The military training lasted for two weeks, which was half a month. By the end, it would be almost November. Wen Ci checked his class schedule and noticed that there was a Friday afternoon with no classes, and with the weekend, he had a three-day break. He was contemplating whether to go home for a visit.

Lu Xuesong had asked the drill instructor for leave to buy water, and he also bought some for Tao Peng. Without his phone on him, Wen Ci said he would give him the money back in the dormitory.

“No need, no need. You could repay me in other ways,” Lu Xuesong often joked like this. Wen Ci used to take it seriously, but now he didn’t.

“Then I’d be too cheap. I’m very expensive,” Wen Ci twisted the bottle cap and gulped down the water.

“So let me feel it and see just how expensive you are. I’ve saved all your photos,” Lu Xuesong’s eyes twinkled like stars. “Am I the only one who’s seen you besides your senior?”

Wen Ci felt annoyed, his cheeks flushing red. “Delete them quickly.”

“I won’t show them to anyone else, don’t worry.”

“That’s not the point.” Wen Ci initially wore a skirt just to attract the senior’s attention. Looking back, he realized there were flaws in every detail—it was clear that Lu Xuesong just wanted to see him in it, which was why he had been tricked.

Wen Ci had truly been deceived.

But it did attract the senior. He must really like seeing him in a skirt.

Wen Ci covered his ears to block out Lu Xuesong’s teasing.

Lu Xuesong deliberately teased him, “Your belt buckle wasn’t fastened properly this morning; it’s about to fall off.”

The belt buckle assigned to Wen Ci had a problem. Following the senior’s method, he had tightened it as much as possible, but it still occasionally sagged around his waist and abdomen. If it weren’t for his buttocks holding it up, it would probably fall off after just a few steps.

The belt buckle had been holding on for almost half a month, and Wen Ci had developed a revolutionary camaraderie with it. He declared firmly, “It will hold on until retirement.”

The next second, the drill instructor suddenly whistled and shouted for everyone to gather, his tone serious and full of vigor. Everyone scrambled and quickly lined up according to their formation.

One instructor stood at the front, while another patrolled at the back, making sure they stood straight and didn’t move.

Before long, Wen Ci saw another stern-faced instructor approaching, likely the head coming for an inspection.

From Lu Xuesong’s angle, he could see Wen Ci’s back. He glanced over and saw Wen Ci stealthily pull up his pants the moment the instructor turned away.

“Step forward.”

Unfortunately, he was caught.

The instructor looked at Lu Xuesong: “You too, step forward.”

Lu Xuesong dropped his smile and stood beside Wen Ci, getting scolded in front of dozens of people.

“What are you laughing at?”

Lu Xuesong straightened his chest: “Reporting to the instructor, I just had an itchy mouth and moved it a bit, but I wasn’t laughing.”

The instructor then looked at Wen Ci, “And what were you doing?”

Wen Ci raised his head slightly: “Reporting to the instructor!”

Wen Ci’s voice suddenly dropped: “My pants are about to fall off.”

“……”

On the surface, Wen Ci: Calm.jpg

Inside, Wen Ci: Ahhhhh, so embarrassing, I wish there was a dog hole for me to crawl into. Why are you doing this to me? I didn’t do anything wrong.

Alright, even if I did something wrong, it’s the belt buckle’s fault.

Belt buckle, our revolutionary friendship ends here.

Then Wen Ci and Lu Xuesong were rewarded with running three laps around the playground.

While running, Lu Xuesong panted slightly: “It’s not bad. Standing at attention made my waist hurt. Moving around is not bad either.”

“Why does your waist hurt?”

“You little chick, what do you know?”

“……”

Wen Ci didn’t understand why he was suddenly called out: “What are you laughing at?”

“You.”

“……” Wen Ci hummed, “Serves you right.”

After it was over, Lu Xuesong and Tao Peng went to the cafeteria to secure seats first. It was packed at this time, like Line 3 of the subway where you had to fight for a spot.

Wen Ci went to the nearest restroom to fix his belt, but the aunt was cleaning, and the other restrooms… Wen Ci pinched his nose and rushed out; it was too smelly.

He ran to the back wall of the teaching building, waited for a while to see if anyone was passing by, and then unfastened his belt to reclip it. You’re too fragile, belt.

After several attempts, it still didn’t work well. Wen Ci felt that it would probably fall off in the afternoon. Maybe he should secretly use his own belt… No, the instructors would scold him for not following the dress code.

So annoying.

Wen Ci leaned against the wall, slightly raised his eyes, and turned his head as if sensing something. He saw Jiang Yufeng standing next door, looking at him.

“……”

He didn’t know how long he had been looking.

“Come over.”

Wen Ci was a bit slow to react. Seeing his dazed expression, Jiang Yufeng walked over and took hold of Wen Ci’s belt.

“Hold your breath.”

Suddenly being so close, Wen Ci’s field of vision was completely blocked by Jiang Yufeng, and he instinctively held his breath.

The belt was tightened and fastened.

Jiang Yufeng said, “You can breathe now.”

Wen Ci felt a bit oxygen-deprived, and he looked at him dizzily, his eyelids thin and translucent with light. Wen Ci whispered, “Thank you.”

Jiang Yufeng didn’t say anything, just looked down at him.

Wen Ci was afraid of himself.

He didn’t know what he was afraid of.

But it definitely had nothing to do with liking.

The expression on Wen Ci’s face when expressing affection was very bright.

Jiang Yufeng’s fingers curled and easily slipped into Wen Ci’s waistband, gazing at Wen Ci’s lips, and said in a deep voice, “Very tight.”

Because it was hooked upwards, Wen Ci’s waist was forced to arch towards him. Realizing it was inappropriate, he took a step back: “Enough.”

Jiang Yufeng withdrew his fingers.

Wen Ci ran out of the corner and realized he was sweating. He didn’t think too much and went to eat first. Lu Xuesong complained a bit, saying he had fallen into the toilet.

Wen Ci absentmindedly hummed in agreement.

“?” Lu Xuesong, “Who helped you up?”

Jiang Yufeng.

Wen Ci looked up in confusion and said, “What were you just saying?”

Lu Xuesong: “……”

In the afternoon’s military training, it was probably a psychological effect, but the belt that Jiang Yufeng had touched was surprisingly effective, much better than in the morning. Wen Ci had the thought of not taking it off until the end of the military training.

No evening assembly tonight!

Everyone would cheer, and the instructors would desperately shush them to be quiet, warning that if the captain found out, the time could be changed at any moment.

Evening assemblies usually involved games, with small game competitions between companies, or like that night, there were song and dance performances.

It was quite interesting, but since everyone was already tired during the day, they had to stay excited at night, and then get up early the next day, repeating this cycle, which was exhausting.

Class was almost over, and now it was free time. As long as they didn’t go too far, the instructors wouldn’t say anything.

“Wen Ci, could you come over here for a moment?”

Wen Ci turned around and saw a boy with a delicate face, not wearing camouflage, which meant he was probably their senior.

“Hello.”

“I’d like to have a word with you.”

Wen Ci blankly responded with an “Oh,” got up, and followed him under the big tree. He glanced around for a few seconds and realized that this thick trunk was very familiar; it seemed to be the same place where Jiang Yufeng had been confessed to last time.

“I heard you don’t have to assemble tonight. I’d like to invite you for a meal, off-campus. Is that okay?”

Wen Ci vaguely sensed his intention.

“I don’t know you.”

“I know you. Wen Ci from Class Two of Architecture. I’ve been observing you for a while and only mustered the courage to ask you out today.”

Wen Ci had encountered this kind of situation before. He should say no: “Sorry……”

“Haha, it’s okay……” The boy forced a smile, “We could just be friends, right? I’m a year ahead of you, also in the Architecture School. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me.”

Before the start of the school year, Wen Ci had looked into the basics of architecture. He didn’t mention architectural history and structural materials, but drawing was indeed a big challenge for Wen Ci.

However, he had a senior now.

“Still……” Wen Ci shook his head, “Sorry.”

The boy seemed to be struggling to hold on, and his tone was slightly sad: “Not even as friends? I just want your contact information. I won’t bother you. If you don’t like it, you can delete me anytime.”

This situation was hard for Wen Ci to handle. He was soft-hearted and couldn’t stand it when people acted pitiful towards him.

“Don’t be like this…… I don’t have my phone with me.”

The boy took out his phone: “Tell me your number. We can add each other back in the dormitory, okay? If you don’t like it, delete me. I won’t bother you.”

Wen Ci started to stammer: “Well…… Well, okay……”

Wen Ci sat back down. The cement floor was hard and scorching. He heard Lu Xuesong’s call and turned his head.

Lu Xuesong didn’t say anything but made expressive gestures with his eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Ci couldn’t understand, but Lu Xuesong’s expression was very clear. He nodded and crossed his hands.

Lu Xuesong gave a thumbs-up.

Wen Ci withdrew his gaze and accidentally touched Jiang Yufeng’s knee. He was sitting cross-legged, already tall, and looked like a big lump when seated.

Wen Ci noticed that everyone else kept a bit of distance between themselves and the person in front, but Jiang Yufeng was different. He was always close, and it was easy to bump into him.

On purpose.

Jiang Yufeng was not only intimidating but also mischievous.

After class, they strolled to the cafeteria this time because there was plenty of time and no rush.

And they went to the third-floor cafeteria, which had a buffet area and specialty dishes like stone pot rice. It was a bit expensive, but that wasn’t its downside.

“Wen Ci, after the military training ends, come out and play with us,” Lu Xuesong said.

Wen Ci looked up from his meal: “What kind of play?”

“Just go out with my brother,” Lu Xuesong introduced. “He’s from the neighboring school, not far from here. Tao Peng and I will both be there that day. You should come too. Don’t always stay alone in the dormitory.”

And so on.

Wen Ci was a bit dazed by the rest of what he said, just nodding in agreement, but his mind was still on the fact that Lu Xuesong had a brother.

Wen Ci said, “I envy you.”

“What’s there to envy?”

“You have a brother.”

Wen Ci was an only child. Of course, in his case, it should be said that after Xin Jingqi adopted him, she never considered having another child.

He really wanted a sibling. It was so boring growing up alone, and he could only go to the neighbors’ houses to show off when he wanted to share something.

After returning, Wen Ci informed them and then locked the balcony door, called his mother to check in, and then switched accounts to find his senior.

When he called, it seemed like the senior had just gotten home because Wen Ci heard the click of the door.

“Which dormitory building do you live in?”

There was a pause on the other end before he spoke: “I don’t live in the dormitory.”

Wen Ci felt the voice was somewhat familiar, “Are you hoarse?”

“Is it obvious?”

“A bit.”

Wen Ci liked his senior’s voice, but it had to be said that the tone was very similar to Jiang Yufeng’s. He could tell the difference, though.

It was normal for voices to be similar, but occasionally Wen Ci would feel like the person on the other end was Jiang Yufeng.

That was a very eerie and terrifying story.

“Senior, are you an only child?”

“Mm, why do you ask?”

“Nothing, I just found out today that my roommate actually has a brother, and I’m envious.” Wen Ci added, “I’m an only child too.”

“I’m older than you, you can call me.”

“Ah… in that case, we can’t be together.”

“Why not?”

Wen Ci stated the obvious: “There’s no way a younger brother would go after an older brother. That’s just weird.”

It was even more bizarre than the last time he called the instructor.

The person on the other end let out a brief chuckle: “Then will you call me? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

Wen Ci spoke into the phone: “Brother.”

The voice was low, with a soft and clear intonation at the end, more like a coquettish murmur than a genuine address to a brother.

Wen Ci was once again captivated: “You still owe me something you promised.”

“What is it?”

“You said you’d show me your abs!” Wen Ci almost forgot about it.

The person on the other end laughed, a deep and resonant sound that made one’s heart tremble: “I was planning to take a shower. Do you want to see?”

Wen Ci’s breathing paused for a moment, then quickly resumed, becoming a bit cautious: “Are you really that bold? Would you dare?”

Wasn’t this something those adult content streamers would do… His senior was too open.

“Do you want to see or not?”

Wen Ci hesitated for two seconds between going to the restroom or returning to his bed. There were people in the dormitory, so he decisively rushed into the restroom, propped his phone against the windowsill, and covered his eyes: “Go ahead, only I can see.”

As soon as the video call opened, Wen Ci peeked through his fingers. There wasn’t the scene he had imagined. It was just a simple exposure of the chest and abdomen, full and firm, with smooth muscle lines.

Wen Ci swallowed and gradually moved his hand away. It was good.

The frame didn’t capture the face; it only showed the area down to the pants, which were loose but still revealed an alarming size.

Wen Ci lowered his hand and widened his eyes, surprised by what he saw: “You, you’re so big…”

The person on the other end seemed to sense Wen Ci’s fear in his tone and teased, “Are you scared?”

Wen Ci stubbornly denied it: “…No, I’m not.”

Wen Ci twisted his fingers, feeling anxious and uneasy.

Oh no, this is going to hurt.