Chapter 48: A Bit Excited from Overexertion

Chapter 48: Overexcited from Too Much Exercise

Footsteps approached, and Qin Liyi opened his arms to Chi Xingcun.

Chi Xingcun spotted Fu Chenzhan and hesitated slightly, but quickly ran to Qin Liyi.

Fu Chenzhan's voice rang out abruptly: "Xingxing, do you remember what I told you?"

Chi Xingcun reacted on reflex, shouting at him: "Piss off!"

He pulled Qin Liyi away, putting distance between them and Fu Chenzhan.

Only when they reached a secluded spot in the woods did Chi Xingcun stop. By then, the taunting and smugness were gone from Qin Liyi's eyes, replaced by pure seriousness.

He looked down and tilted Chi Xingcun's chin up: "My Xingbao, what did he do to you?"

The young master's reaction just now had completely blown past his expectations.

How the hell did this happen?

What the hell did that bastard Fu Chenzhan do to him?

Chi Xingcun blinked, holding back tears, and rubbed his eyes: "Nothing... I just don't like him coming around..."

"Alright, then I won't let him come near you. If he comes after you again, I'll block him."

Qin Liyi stroked his little face, but his eyes were dark and unreadable—the young master's reaction was way worse than before.

Something must have happened that none of them could have seen coming.

The young master used to be scared of everyone, terrified of getting close, like he'd been badly hurt before.

Now the young master was well looked after by him, and he'd become cheerful again, which was why he could yell at Fu Chenzhan like that.

Fu Chenzhan was probably dying inside right about now.

Qin Liyi fished three gold medals out of his pocket and handed them to Chi Xingcun.

Chi Xingcun took them, his eyes widening with delight: "Are these today's gold medals?"

"Yeah, the 50-meter, the 100-meter, and the javelin." Qin Liyi said casually.

He didn't tell the young master about the bet with Fu Chenzhan, planning to break the news after winning.

That way, the young master wouldn't have to worry and could just enjoy the win.

"You're incredible!" Chi Xingcun hugged Qin Liyi excitedly.

Qin Liyi smirked and smugly wrapped his arms around Chi Xingcun's back.

He'd never gotten the appeal of winning awards before, but now he got it.

Of course, he'd never even considered placing anywhere but first—that was just how confident he was.

Chi Xingcun held the medals, feeling a twinge of envy.

These gold medals were real gold, and the quality was excellent, and he'd never won one before.

He'd never gotten any kind of gold medal, ever.

"Hold onto the medals for me." Qin Liyi caught Chi Xingcun's envious look.

"Huh?" Chi Xingcun looked up, puzzled. "Hold them for you? What do you mean?"

Qin Liyi smirked and pinched the young master's cheek: "Keep them for me, you little dummy. This gold should be worth at least a hundred grand, so I'm stashing it away for you as pocket money. In the future, when people come to your place and see the gold medals, they won't dare underestimate you. What kind of kid is this impressive, able to cover a whole wall with gold medals?"

Chi Xingcun's mouth fell open slightly, his big eyes blinking, and after hearing that, he shoved him angrily: "You're the dummy!"

"And anyway, there are only three—where's the whole wall?"

Qin Liyi scooped him up and pinned him against the wall, saying: "There are only seven this year, but from now on, to save up medals for the young master, I'll just have to sign up for more events~"

Chi Xingcun burst out laughing at his antics, completely forgetting what had happened earlier.

He knew Qin Liyi was just teasing to cheer him up, so he didn't take it seriously.

The two talked quietly for a long time, Qin Liyi holding Chi Xingcun and refusing to let go, even saying dirty stuff about wanting to * him.

Chi Xingcun changed the subject: "Then, why didn't you tell me today was your games?" Chi Xingcun's feet finally hit the ground.

Qin Liyi said: "Because the young master had a full day of classes today. The young master's a good kid who loves studying—how could I dare make you ditch class to come to my games?"

"..." Chi Xingcun started to wonder if he would've gone, but Qin Liyi was competing for four days total, and he couldn't skip class every time.

"The day after tomorrow, I'll come watch your 1000-meter race!" he said.

"Okay."

Since he'd missed the dorm curfew that night, Chi Xingcun went to Qin Liyi's place.

Qin Liyi held Chi Xingcun for a long time, too worked up to calm down.

As soon as the lights went off, he was like a dog, pressing in and sniffing, pulling down his own pants and lifting up the young master's shirt from the back before starting his mischief.

Chi Xingcun had planned to pretend to be asleep and stay quiet, but Qin Liyi went too far, and he couldn't take it anymore—he kicked him.

"Hurry up already!"

"So you weren't asleep after all. Thought the young master was really out. You even fooled me."

Qin Liyi's voice was laced with barely suppressed panting.

"Sorry, young master, I'm a bit worked up from too much exercise today. Let me help the young master too..."

"I don't wanna..."

Things started getting messy again. Only after both of them were satisfied did things finally settle down.

Chi Xingcun used to only do it twice a month, but now, in less than a week... he was completely spent, dizzy...

Qin Liyi held Chi Xingcun, and a thought started creeping in—

Something was off...

How could he feel nothing for women, but get so worked up the second he touched the young master?

The young master was a dude.

The young master's * was cute too.

......

On Wednesday, Chi Xingcun arrived at Qin Liyi's track and field meet.

He sat in the seat next to Qin Liyi's rest area, waving a little flag to cheer Qin Liyi on. Qin Liyi was tall with long legs, and his muscles were full and evenly toned. He ran fast and effortlessly.

In the end, he came in first.

He walked over to Chi Xingcun with the gold medal and shoved it into his arms.

"That was too easy. They should've given me two," he said.

The classmates around them all crowded in, clapping and cheering excitedly.

The announcer announced that this was already Qin Liyi's fourth gold medal. Before this, no one at the school had ever pulled off winning four gold medals in a single meet.

Chi Xingcun, meanwhile, was deeply moved. For some reason, watching Qin Liyi run made him feel like crying.

Qin Liyi was catching his breath, and when he finished, he looked up and noticed Chi Xingcun's tearful eyes.

He froze. "What's wrong?"

Chi Xingcun wiped his tears: "Nothing... I'm just really moved. Qin Liyi, you're so amazing..."

Qin Liyi's heart thumped, beating even faster than when he'd been running moments ago.

"Me, amazing? But the young master's the adorable one." He curled the corners of his mouth.

"Huh?" Chi Xingcun looked dazed.

He pressed down on Chi Xingcun's shoulders, lowered his head, and stared at his face: "If it weren't for the young master encouraging me since last night, I wouldn't have run so fast."

Chi Xingcun said, "A lot of people were cheering for you."

Qin Liyi scooped Chi Xingcun up in a princess carry and headed toward the restroom, saying:

"But how come I could only hear your voice? Isn't that strange?"

Chi Xingcun couldn't break free. The entire crowd—over a thousand people—was staring at them, so he could only hide his face in shame in the crook of Qin Liyi's neck.

Chi Xingcun: "You should go get your ears cleaned."