Not only was he hungry and thirsty, he also felt very conflicted.  

He had secretly thought more than once about what would happen if something like that day occurred again.  

But in the end, he still didn't dare make any moves.

The end of the year was approaching and Yan Hang was especially busy. He was busy working all weekend without any rest. Every time Chu Yi went over, he felt like Yan Hang's face screamed "I'm exhausted" in big letters.  

He absolutely didn't dare do anything shameless during Yan Hang's sleeping time.  

Aside from this high and mighty reason, the actual reason that made him more conflicted was...he was afraid he would embarrass himself again.  

Some people could embarrass themselves many times and get used to it.  

While others could only handle embarrassing themselves once, and even once was too much.

Today Yan Hang got off work early. He finished up his noon appointment and came home before dinner time.  

When Chu Yi unlocked the door and saw Yan Hang walk out from the bedroom, he was instantly wrapped up in a warm and cozy feeling of happiness.

"Let's go buy you some clothes in a bit, I happen to have time today," Yan Hang looked at him, "We'll go to that pedestrian street where your cafe is, and we can eat after buying, then you can go to work."

"Buy clothes?" Chu Yi looked down at his own outfit, "Aren't my clothes still pretty, pretty good?"

"Too short," Yan Hang sighed, "Weren't these clothes bought last year? Don't you know how much you've grown from last year til now?"

"Don't know," Chu Yi said.  

"Don't be stingy," Yan Hang looked at him, "I know you got your paycheck yesterday."  

Chu Yi smiled. Just mentioning getting his paycheck made him happy.

"Forget it, I'll buy them for you," Yan Hang thought for a moment, "If you buy them yourself you'll probably budget 200 yuan."

"My budget is 500," Chu Yi held up five fingers at him, "Surprised, right?"  

"Very surprised indeed," Yan Hang nodded sincerely.  

"Your Dog Bro," Chu Yi said, "Very rich."

"Yes," Yan Hang smiled, "Very rich dog, please help me put on the duvet cover."

"Putting it on again?" Chu Yi looked at him, "Didn't we just change it two months ago?"

"You think it's like your dorm where you change it once a semester?" Yan Hang said, "Hurry up."

Chu Yi extremely hated putting on duvet covers. Back home he had to put covers on the whole family's duvets. He was short back then too, so after covering them he had to jump up and down shaking out the duvets.  

Probably everyone in the world hates putting on duvet covers.  

When they had changed the blankets earlier since it got cold, the tragic scene of his dormmates putting on duvet covers still makes him want to laugh when he thinks about it now. Zhou Chunyang had put it on inside out twice in a row. In the end he angrily pulled the blanket back out and just placed it on top of the cover. When sleeping he had one layer of cover and one layer of blanket. Everyone unanimously felt this method was perfect and could become their dorm's signature style.

But even though he hated putting on duvet covers a lot, helping Yan Hang put his on still made Chu Yi happy to complete.  

Yan Hang had already neatly laid out the cover and blanket on the bed.  

"It's already laid out so nicely," Chu Yi sighed, "Wouldn't it be done if you just casually put it on?"

"It's laid out so nicely, hurry up and finish putting it on," Yan Hang said.

Chu Yi had just started putting the blanket in when his phone rang in the living room. He turned his head, "See who it is for me, probably my dormmates. They went to an all-you-can-eat today."  

"Mm," Yan Hang made a sound of acknowledgement.

Chu Yi's backpack was basically empty, just his phone and a pair of gloves thrown inside, plus some spare change poking out of his pocket.  

Very straight.  

Yan Hang smiled and took out his phone to check.  

It was some pictures sent by Hu Biao, full of food, meat filling up the screen, plus a steaming hot spicy hot pot.

"Really," Yan Hang said, "It's not even that late yet and they already started eating, bullying you for not having eaten yet?"

"They must have posted on Moments to anger people," Chu Yi said with a laugh.  

"Let me see," Yan Hang opened Chu Yi's Moments.  

Sure enough there were nine pictures from them, squeezed to fill up the space. And it wasn't just Hu Biao, several people from their dorm had all posted nine pictures each on Moments. It looked very punchable all at once.  

Yan Hang smiled and slowly scrolled down a bit more.  

Ever since Chu Yi had added a bunch of his classmates on WeChat, his Moments had become very lively.  

Tsk.  

All girls.

Yan Hang tsked as he scrolled down. When he got to yesterday's content, his finger stopped.  

A girl had posted three pictures.  

All three were pictures of Chu Yi and Zhou Chunyang sitting together at the edge of the school track field.

Laughing. Happily.

But if it was just this, Han Hang wouldn't have been too unhappy. After all, Chu Yi's relationship with Zhou Chunyang was the best among the dorm mates in Chu Yi.  

What made Han Hang instantly unhappy was the line of words that girl posted.

- Today's dog food

Damn your dog food!

Han Hang was very shocked. Although he felt it was just the little girl joking around, he was also quite sure there was nothing going on between Zhou Chunyang and Chu Yi beyond being good buddies.  

But at that moment, he still felt very unhappy, extremely unhappy.  

Whether it was possessiveness or some other desire, it made his teeth ache from sourness seventy times in one minute.

He walked to the bedroom door with his phone, looking at Chu Yi's back as he shook out the quilt.  

The little dog surprisingly went to give dog food with someone else.  

Intolerable.

He could tolerate all the Daqiangs Xiaoqiangs and Hu Biaos, but it just had to be Zhou Chunyang!

When Chu Yi raised his arm, his T-shirt rode up, revealing a strip of waist.  

Han Hang frowned, walked over and stood behind him, flipping up his clothes with one hand and touching his waist.

Chu Yi's raised hand froze in midair.  

Han Hang put his other hand under his clothes too, both hands on Chu Yi's waist.

"You..." Chu Yi turned his head to speak.

Han Hang didn't give him a chance to finish. He used some strength with his hands and pushed him straight onto the bed. Not waiting for the fallen Chu Yi to turn his head, he pounced on top of him, pressing Chu Yi under him.

What followed was basically instinct. His hands went along Chu Yi's waist towards the front, reaching into his pants.

It was only after several seconds, when his breathing was totally chaotic, that Chu Yi buried his head in the quilt and gave a very low moan.