Chapter 42: "Does your hand hurt?"

The body is weak and delicate42

The crisp slap sounded like it was unexpected.

Lu Beihuai's head was slightly tilted by the blow, but he didn't move, and there was nothing special on his face, he just wiped his hand gently over the spot where he had been hit, and a tingle passed through his heart.

He looked over at Song Qie, turning the tips of his ears red and his eyes moist, feigning irritation at him, as if the stifling emotions of years of unsuccessful searching had found an outlet.

Even his heart was racing.

Hassan looked dumbfounded, and a phrase popped into his head.

#Harvard senior fights Cambridge senior!

Song Qie felt her heartbeat had jumped to her throat, holding her tingling palms, glancing at Lu Beihuai, who had a red mark on the left side of his face, and then just looking at herself.

I can't tell if my expression is happy or unhappy, but it doesn't look like I'm angry?

He's a real psychopath. He's like that again. He's a bully.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Before he could react, the hand that had just punched him in the face was held.

Song Qie frowns and tries to pull his hand back, only to see Lu Beihuai leaning down slightly closer to him.

Suddenly, the next movement made his breath catch.

Lu Beihuai didn't let the hand break free, placing it back on the reddened cheek and staring at Song Qie: "If you don't feel enough relief you can hit me again."

Song Qie ："...... "What kind of operation is this again, he pursed his lips, a word, put all his strength to try to pull out his hand: "Let go!!!"

Caught off guard, the hand that was on his face, was taken by the wrist and led to another slap.

Song Qie stared at Lu Beihuai with wide, stunned eyes : "......"

The tips of the fingers that fell into the palm again trembled lightly, as if they were speechless by the level of madness of this divine gold.

He was truly speechless.

"Just fight." Lu Beihuai sensed Song Qie's extreme resistance to himself, his heart became more and more stuffy, and his eyes sank to the point of paranoia, hiding an affection that he didn't even realize:

"You can fight all you want, as long as you don't hide from me and let me see you, okay?"

The tall physique bowed his head, the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were gentle and affectionate, with the same attitude of indifference even when he was hit on the red cheeks, pampering and indulging everything, like a character waiting in infatuation, the high and mighty willing to lower themselves for love.

Song Qie: "...... "Nuts, Lu Beihuai is really crazy.

Is this an addiction to being beaten? What's wrong with it.

"Let go." Song Qie felt the look of Hassan's eyes dropping out of his head as he watched, his heart beating faster and faster, he didn't want to be misunderstood!!!!

"No."

Song Qie closed her eyes and took a deep breath, shaking with anger.

I haven't seen you in three years, and your acting is good again Lu Beihuai.

Got you good again.

All right, it's going to be like this again, isn't it?

Hassan Seeing the delicate atmosphere between the two of them, the forensic radar is frantically alarmed at this very instant, even when he was originally convinced of his roommate's sexuality, after all, he hasn't seen his roommate in a relationship in the last three years.

But in this instant, the image of these two standing together, he faltered.

The sexual tension in some cp's is created by various factors, such as poor body type poor skin color.

Just as he tried to silently exit the dormitory door to leave a space for them, he was shouted at.

"Hassan, come in."

Hassan, suddenly named, froze, and pointed to himself, "I, now, go in?"

Ah, does it fit?

Could it be a link in his PLAY?

"Uh-huh." Song Qie responded, meeting Lu Beihuai's gaze after he saw Hassan come in against the door, "We'll talk outside."

It's a good thing that what he just said was in Chinese and Hassan didn't understand it, but the guy's never been one to have a delicate mind, so he'll probably guess what's going on. No, no, no! He'll explain what's going on later!

Lu Beihuai has no doubt about it.

"You go first." Song Qie tugged, signaling Lu Beihuai to let go.

Lu Beihuai let go of his hand, taking a step and looking back at Song Qie until the moment he walked out of the dormitory door with his front foot.

'Boom'.

The door closed.

"......" Lu Beihuai The expression on his face instantly disappeared, as if he had been tricked by the world.

Eyes instantly reddened.

Inside the door at this time.

Hassan was once again dumbfounded, "...... No, Adrian, weren't you guys going out to talk? What are you-" just as he finished his sentence, he saw Song Qie instantly drop to the ground, causing him to cry out in shock, "Adrian!"

Rush forward and crouch down to support Song Qie.

"...... Shh." Song Qie raised his hand shakily, signaling Hassan not to be so loud as he took a big breath and pursed his lips, "Just weak feet, help me up."

Definitely not scared.

Hassan helps Song Qie to stand up.

"Song Qie!!! You tricked me?!!!"

A thunderous roar came from the doorway, and the lack of a tap should have been the last of someone's stubborn arrogance.

After a while, the doorway seemed quiet, and I wondered if it was gone.

Guess it's gone.

Song Qie sat back down on his butt again, his feet too weak to stand up, and he looked to Hassan with tears in his eyes, "Let me sit down for a while."

Hassan didn't understand what else was being shouted, but he saw how scared his roommate looked, and he'd never seen Song Qie like this before, but this was Adrian in his academic prime, who'd ever seen him like this.

"Adrian, do you know Patrick?"

Song Qie saw Hassan squatting next to him, looking at him with a curious face, he suddenly had a headache, to be honest, he didn't think he would meet Lu Beihuai here, there are still a few months left for graduation, he was going to go to Red Feather Capital to join the team.

Thought everything was going to be fine.

Of course every year to hear that Harvard has exchange students to come will be very frightened, but how he could not have expected Lu Beihuai will come to Trinity College Department of Mathematics, a finance major to run to the Department of Mathematics, can only say that finance and mathematics is also the same root, just did not expect to come to Trinity College rather than the business school side.

So now he's got to explain to Hassan that he doesn't know him, and it's unlikely that he's seen such a nerve-wracking scene.

Thinking of that moment just now when Lu Beihuai pushed open the door as he hugged himself.

Enough to give him nightmares tonight.

"Sort of know each other, but not familiar." Song Qie truthfully, for him is really not very familiar, after all, when he first came here is forced to survive thinking of saving Lu Beihuai, who knows this person simply do not know good and bad, oil and salt not into.

He finishes and extends his hand towards Hassan.

Hassan saw the situation to help his weak-footed roommate up, and saw that he didn't look good, and wanted to gossip a little embarrassed, but still very eager to know, "Adrian, I just ask a question ah."

Song Qie knows Hassan's character, and he didn't say that he hates homosexuality, so he respects and understands that this kind of thing is still in the eye of the beholder.

"Well, you ask."

"I said you mention Patrick how strange, so you two know each other, but you don't feel anything, but Patrick, he ...... is gay?" Hassan helped Song Qie into his room, let him sit down on a chair, and gave him a cup of water. Hassan helped Song Qie into his room, let him sit down on a chair, and gave him a cup of water.

"No?"

Song Qie thought he wouldn't know if it was him, but all he knew was that the man was very shifty.

To say when it started like this, it probably started when he wasn't willing to coax him anymore. Then no one in their right mind would choose to put a hot face on a cold ass, it's just the method of choice when there's nothing better to do.

In the end he had the option of retreating to a new path naturally.

"I have a feeling he is." Hassan hands Song Qie his glass of water, then sits down on the edge of his bed and looks over at his roommate, who is holding a glass of water and drinking it down.

May be just now was scared, beautiful little face a little pale, quiet head down to drink water look eyelids lowered, just like a good little cat, who look at it does not heart, this face is definitely the ideal type in the circle.

"Cough cough cough-" Song Qie was instantly choked and choked out a cough, looking at Hassan incredulously, "Huh?"

Hassan was softened by the red-eyed, teary-eyed look, "Yeah, just by my very strong sixth sense and my judgment of this circle, he should be, and probably is, Sub."

Song Qie smoothed out her breath after choking and stared in disbelief, "Sub?"

Attached to what?

Hassan met Song Qie's puzzled look and knew that he really didn't know, he was instantly a bit distressed and rubbed the back of his head, "Ah, I don't even know if I should tell you well, but I'm afraid that if I don't tell you you won't know what's going on with Patrick."

Song Qie was even more confused, he didn't understand Hassan for a moment: "What do you mean, I don't know what's going on with Patrick?"

Is this man a psychopath and he doesn't know what's going on?

Just hide.

"Didn't you just hit him? I don't know if you noticed, he got excited."

Song Qie: "????"

Hassan sat forward and looked at Song Qie : "What I just said about sub is a circle term, sub is a role, an attribute belonging to the submissive, who will enjoy the pleasure of the power gained over the dominant dom, enjoying the feeling of being dominated and controlling his emotions for his emotional needs. "

Song Qie seemed to hear some unheard of knowledge which entered his mind in a strange position, leaving him dumbfounded.

Again, it was like understanding something.

"Sadomasochism, you say?"

"Hm." Hassan nods, "I don't mean to generalize though, just that he has a bit of that tendency, you see apart from the slap you just gave him, he even wants you to hit him again, so what's the purpose of that, he doesn't think he's doing it to humiliate you, he's looking for your permission because giving to him that kind of reaction with your permission will give him the kind of satisfaction."

Song Qie: "." Don't talk about it.

He's not listening.

The air felt hot and dry for a moment.

Signs of the past suddenly came to mind.

Lu Beihuai was indeed bullied by ' Song Qie ' from a young age, and developed the habit of being stoic and caring, there will be that kind of squatting in front of him to put on socks and shoes, and help him to put on his clothes, and get angry if he doesn't.

But ......

It's not right either.

Because there are others besides these.

"Which means that the slap you just gave him might have been a bonus." Hassan, at the thought of that image, not knowing exactly what was going on in it but brainstorming tens of thousands of words of fictional plot, said, "You probably got him high."

"And then you shut him in the doorway."

"Wow, the stacking buff's got him feeling frisky, he'll probably get more and more frustrated."

Song Qie was getting confused by Hassan's words and raised her hand to stop him, "Stop it, I'm just curious, why is he doing this? What if ...... I said what if, once because of bullying him, is he doing this as a kind of revenge?"

Hassan shook his head.

Song Qie: "Not retaliation? Then what does this behavior fall under?" He should just take a psychology course in his spare time and study perverted psychology.

"He likes you."

"......"

Song Qie momentarily autistic, feeling that the person is going to be lost, he purses his lips, his expression melancholy, after a moment to ask: "Is there any other reason?"

No way, this Lu Beihuai doesn't like 'Song Qie', right?

God, ' Song Qie ' is dead!

Who knew that Hassan had given him an even more weighty answer.

"He enjoys your slap."

Song Qie: "......"

Saying it is the same as not saying it.

This guy isn't going to jerk around and ask himself to beat him up from time to time, is he?

"Adrian, you don't say, in fact, if this kind of object is taught well, even if it's not a dom and sub, life will be very interesting." Hassan saw Song Qie's lifeless look, "But Patrick shouldn't be able to do anything to you, you're a straight man."

Song Qie was depressed as he leaned sideways against the back of his chair, his hand holding his cup dangling between his legs, "So what's the solution?"

"Do you hate him a lot?"

Song Qie sighed, "How can I put it, if I say it's annoying but not in a sinful way, it's just that I feel he's a strange person who makes me feel uncomfortable." Speaking of which, the goosebumps came back.

"Like how weird is it that you guys met in the country? Before college?"

"...... grew up and know each other."

Hassan stared, "Then isn't this attribute of his that you raised him."

Song Qie: "......" He was wronged, it wasn't him, but now he doesn't know what to do, he looks at Hassan for help: "Give me something to do, I can't just stay out of this dormitory. I can't stay out of this dormitory."

"He's probably still crouching in the doorway." Hassan is deliberately scary.

Song Qie ："...... "Stop it, wait and cry.

"Then I'll give you an idea, if you want to resolve the relationship badly and can't resist the other person because of the physical disparity, then you need to reverse the relationship so that you are the dominant party."

"What do you mean?"

Hassan waves at Song Qie.

Song Qie put down her glass of water and walked over to the bedside and sat down, "How so?"

Hassan leaned over and whispered in Song Qie's ear, "Just be cool with him."

Song Qie: "?"

"Even if you're scared, don't show it, and whatever he does, you're indifferent to it."

Song Qie frowns, "Indifferent purpose?"

"If he's really gay and likes you, he'll show hurt at your indifference, if he likes you and is sub, he'll show hurt and excitement at your indifference, and if he doesn't like you then he'll give up quickly."

Song Qie was half convinced, but there seemed to be nothing else he could do.

Who knows how long Lu Beihuai will be here, what he will do, he can't fight, and besides that there doesn't seem to be much he can do, and running away seems to be something that will make Lu Beihuai even more excited.

"So I'll see him as usual?"

"And of course, please make an effort to exude your usual charm."

Song Qie: "?"

Hassan smiles broadly, "The charms that make homoeroticism fall madly."

......

As expected, it's still insomnia.

Song Qie was lying on his cot, swiping his cell phone, seeing that it was almost two o'clock and he was still awake, afraid that he would fall asleep in class tomorrow.

Just then, he saw his chat software pop up with little dots, and saw a friending message with an avatar of a sliver of a grove of trees and the name SQ, which he subconsciously assumed to be his initials, and froze for a moment.

A greeting was sent where the box was seen, which translated probably means:

【Hello senior, I am a junior in the Physics Department, you can call me Peter. I don't know if I can add you to ask a question that is bothering me more than anything else】.

Him: "?" Peter is Peter, call it SQ.

Subconsciously choosing to ignore the friending message, the i-man turned off his phone screen and closed his eyes to sleep.

Someone in the dorm next door was holding his cell phone, staring at rejected friends and dozens of ignored friending messages, eyes wide open until dawn.

Eyes red all night.