Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

After running for a minute, I finally saw that familiar, tall figure on the tree-lined path of the playground.

"Zhao Yuheng".

Jin Bao'er shouted loudly, her voice thick with nasal tone from running and excitement.

The figure hesitated for a moment, then stopped and slowly turned around.

Jin Bao'er ran forward and blocked his way, panting heavily.

The moment Jin Bao'er saw Zhao Yuheng, all her questions choked in her throat.

He still had a bandage wrapped around his forehead, and the edges of the bandage were faintly red, as if blood had seeped through.

His complexion was much more haggard than when he left, and the dark circles under his eyes were frighteningly thick.

Jin Bao'er subconsciously reached out, wanting to touch the bandage.

His fingertips were already raised, but he abruptly pulled them back and clenched them into a fist.

Until his gaze fell on the file folder in Zhao Yuheng's hand.

The anger and resentment that had been suppressed by heartache surged up again.

"You're back? Why didn't you tell me?"

Jin Bao'er was panting heavily, but her speech was still clear, and her eyes were full of hurt.

Zhao Yuheng pursed his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing forcefully.

The veins on his hand, which was gripping the file folder, bulged, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He avoided Jin Bao'er's gaze, his voice low and hoarse: "Jin Bao'er, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

Jin Bao'er pressed on, taking a step forward, forcing Zhao Yuheng to look up.

"I may not be able to stay with you anymore."

Zhao Yuheng's voice carried a hint of indescribable weariness.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Jin Bao'er's heart clenched instantly, and her anger was replaced by worry.

He strode over to hug him, but Zhao Yuheng reached out and forcefully stopped him.

That hand, though separated by a thin layer of clothing, carried an icy chill that kept people at a distance.

Jin Bao'er's body stiffened, as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water, feeling cold from head to toe.

"No, I made a mistake that even a man could make."

After saying that, Zhao Yuheng turned his head away, not daring to look Jin Bao'er in the eye.

Her ears were slightly red, as if she were feeling an indescribable embarrassment and pain.

Upon hearing this, Jin Bao'er's body went limp, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, staggering as she grabbed onto a nearby tree trunk, her face deathly pale.

Is that photo real?

"You lied to me, didn't you? You lied to me, didn't you?"

The news struck him like a bolt from the blue.

He stared intently at Zhao Yuheng, his eyes filled with pleading, hoping to hear a denial from him.

Although he had his doubts, he wanted to confirm them again, to hold onto his last hope.

But upon hearing this, it seemed that even the last hope had been shattered.

"I thought I'd give her some money and let it go, but I didn't expect her to send you photos using my phone."

Zhao Yuheng's voice grew softer and softer, and the last few words almost disappeared into the wind.

His shoulders slumped slightly, and for the first time, his tall figure appeared somewhat frail. "I think this can't be kept secret any longer, so I might as well..."

"ah!!!!"

Jin Bao'er suddenly roared, clutching her head tightly with both hands, her fingernails digging deep into her scalp.

Tears finally welled up, as if she wanted to force all of Zhao Yuheng's words out of her head.

"Jinbao'er, Jinbao'er, don't be like this, listen to me."

When Zhao Yuheng heard Jin Bao'er make such a heart-wrenching sound, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and he quickly stepped forward to hug him.

Both of their bodies were trembling.

Fortunately, it was during class time, and there weren't many people on the road.

After a while, Jin Bao'er slowly managed to break free from Zhao Yuheng's grasp.

His eyes were bloodshot, tears still clung to his eyelashes, and his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

"Do we really have to break up?"

Zhao Yuheng saw Jin Bao'er's reddened eyes, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

His expression betrayed a mix of embarrassment and reluctance, yet he still forced a nod: "Mm."

"You said...you wanted to be with me forever, does that still mean it?"

As if grasping at the last straw, Jin Bao'er reached out and grabbed Zhao Yuheng's clothes.

His fingertips trembled slightly from the force he exerted, and his eyes were full of pleading, like an abandoned young animal.

"Jinbao'er, we can still be friends."

"I don't want to be friends, I want to be lovers."

Jin Bao'er spoke firmly, her eyes red and frightening, her voice trembling with stubbornness.

You deserve someone better.

"Just consider me an idiot, okay?"

Zhao Yuheng's voice was also a little hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength, and he dared not look Jin Bao'er in the eyes.

"Okay, then from now on, I'll touch other people's abs every day."

"He fraternized with men everywhere."

"I want to have sex with men every day!!"

"Every time I do it, I compare myself to them. I want them to be better than you in bed, better than you in bed..."

Jin Bao'er, with her neck stiff, spoke sarcastically, word by word, like a hedgehog that had been provoked, all its quills aimed at the person in front of it.

Zhao Yuheng's expression instantly turned to pain, and he gripped the file folder even tighter, his knuckles protruding horribly.

"Tonight I'm going to do it with Liu Feng, we'll do it until we're completely exhausted!!"

At this moment, Jin Bao'er's eyes were filled with a resolute determination. He wanted to see if this ruthless person would be moved in the slightest.

"Whatever makes you happy."

After Zhao Yuheng finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and was about to leave, his back taut like a string about to break.

At this moment, Jin Bao'er panicked.

He said all that just to make Zhao Yuheng jealous and to make him want to stay with him.

But it seems like it's completely useless.

The autumn wind blew across his face, carrying a biting chill; the sycamore leaves by the roadside had already turned completely yellow.

Scattered pieces fell down, covering the ground, just like his current mood—a mess, desolate and bleak.

"Wait a moment."

Jin Bao'er reacted quickly and stepped forward to grab Zhao Yuheng's black peaked jacket.

My fingertips trembled slightly from the force I applied.

"Is there anything else?"

Zhao Yuheng's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were red, clearly indicating that he had been holding back his emotions for a long time.

Let me walk with you a little longer.

Jin Bao'er lowered her head, her voice barely audible, and stood obediently next to Zhao Yuheng.

Zhao Yuheng neither spoke nor refused.

The two walked side by side without saying another word.

The fallen leaves continued to flutter in the autumn wind, scattering across the tree-lined path they walked along.

The road from the playground to the main gate is so long, but in Jinbao'er's eyes, it is so short that it passes in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the school gate.

Zhao Yuheng hailed a taxi, opened the door, and prepared to get in, seemingly unwilling to even say goodbye.

Jin Bao'er rushed forward and blocked the car door tightly.