GTAS Arc 1 Ch. 4

Gu Jinlin—or rather Shen Liyu, as that’s the name he went by now.

Shen Liyu gazed at the mist in the mirror. He extended his fair and slender arm before gently wiping the haze away, eventually revealing his reflection.

An exquisite, fair-skinned doll-like face greeted him. His damp short hair lay softly on his forehead, obscuring his handsome brows. Possessing bright peach blossom eyes that were slightly upturned at the corners, he also had an inconspicuous teardrop mole beneath his right eye. Aside from that, he also possessed a small and delicate nose and, beneath it, a set of tender lips. Last but not least, his fair cheeks seemed to be adorned with a blush.

If he were completely clothed, he would undoubtedly be compared to a doll and be praised for his loveliness. But he had just finished showering, and with this delicate and pitiable face, it seemed to carry a bit of seductive allure no matter how you looked at it.

Shen Liyu stared at his reflection in the mirror. He stretched out his palm to touch the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, murmuring softly to himself.

“…A cute little rabbit? This is quite intriguing~”

Song Qihan stood at the bathroom door, holding a set of clean pajamas for the other man to change into. He had been standing there for quite some time; but his furrowed brows never relaxed, not even once. The sound of gushing water had been going on for nearly forty minutes now, yet there was still no sign of the man planning to come out any time soon. His slender fingers tightened around the soft fabric. For some reason, he had a bad feeling…

Could Shen Liyu be… seeking death inside the bathroom right now?!

This thought flashed through Song Qihan’s mind in an instant. He immediately reached out and knocked on the door, inquiring in a deep voice, “Liyu, are you not done showering yet? I’ve brought you some…”

He didn’t even get to finish the word “pajamas” because the door was suddenly pulled open from inside.

A rush of hot air from the bathroom surged outward, immediately causing some haze to form over Song Qihan’s glasses, making it difficult for him to see the young man before him clearly as it obscured his lenses

Shen Liyu threw a glance at Song Qihan, who was left befuddled at the doorway. He reached out and took the pajamas from the man’s arms. Murmuring a quick thanks, he then slammed the bathroom door again with a loud bang.

By the time Song Qihan regained his senses, the fog on his lenses had finally dissipated. It was as if the lively young man he had imagined just now emerging from the bathroom was nothing more than a figment of his imagination. However, the hands that had just held the pajamas right now were completely empty. There was no way that things could suddenly disappear into thin air; so does that mean… what he had seen just now was real?!

Song Qihan closed his weary, deep-set eyes for a moment. He then glanced down at his bulging area, letting out a bitter laugh.

He couldn’t believe that he was developing feelings for this junior who was ten years younger than him; and moreover, a boy! He didn’t oppose same-sex relationships, but he never expected that, after living his life for almost thirty years, he would actually be stirred by a young boy for his very first time. Now, he really should scold himself: he was even worse than a beast…

Song Qihan turned around. He extended his slim fingers and removed the gold-rimmed glasses from the bridge of his nose. He sighed. It seemed that the pressure after returning to his alma mater to further pursue his doctorate degree for his profession was getting into him. Aside from that, his long-overdue unresolved physiological needs could have festered and led to this phenomenon occurring.

At this moment, the bathroom door behind Song Qihan opened again with a click. Shen Liyu appeared before him; but he had no pants on, only wearing the top of the pajamas set. It was evident however that they were Song Qihan’s; so the shirt could only drape on Shen Liyu like a loose nightgown.

Upon taking in the sight of Shen Liyu’s fair and slender arms slightly swaying, Song Qihan couldn’t help but suddenly feel dizzy.

“Senior, can you help me treat my wound? I can’t reach it myself.”