81 – I’ll Kiss You in the Rain

Episode 81: I’ll Kiss You in the Rain

Xie Qingcheng, having left the scene, did not return to the production crew’s tent.

Fortunately, this was the final shoot of the night. After checking his scenes on the monitor, He Yu spoke briefly with the director and packed his things to leave.

It was then that Chen Man approached He Yu.

He had truly been waiting for Xie Qingcheng until now. Seeing that Xie Qingcheng was nowhere to be found, he rushed over to He Yu and asked.

“Have you seen Qingcheng-hyung by any chance?”

He Yu remained silent.

Chen Man asked again, his tone anxious.

He Yu slowly looked up and zipped his bag shut.

“Why ask me? Can’t you just call him?”

“His phone is off. He told me earlier that he was out of battery and asked to borrow a charger, but I didn’t have time to…”

Mid-sentence, Chen Man fell silent as he met He Yu’s ice-cold gaze.

He Yu gave a smile that was as eerie as it was kind.

“Why are you asking me? Officer Chen, you’re closer to the professor than I am.”

The moment he finished speaking, the smile vanished instantly. With a sudden shift in expression like a Jekyll and Hyde, he slung his crossbody bag over his shoulder and left the spot with his hands shoved in his pockets.

Xie Qingcheng likely hadn’t gone far. Guessing that he might have headed stolen contenttoward a secluded side path, He Yu Read on Read BL Novelsasked the driver to take visit our sitethe side roads as soon as he entered the limousine.

The car windows were blurred by a heavy downpour, rare for winter. Sure enough, a familiar silhouette appeared in the distance. Just as I thought, He Yu mused, telling the driver to follow the man.

The driver couldn’t understand He Yu’s fickle whims. Glancing at He Yu through the rearview mirror, he saw a truly menacing expression. That man must have upset the young master, the driver thought. Acting on this, he deliberately drove through a puddle, splashing muddy water all over Xie Qingcheng.

“…”

Xie Qingcheng stopped in his tracks and turned around. Both hands remained in his trouser pockets. Beneath his pale, frozen face, muddy water dripped from his elegant trench coat.

The limousine’s automatic door slid open slowly. A gust of heat from the car’s heater blew out. However, Xie Qingcheng’s expression remained like ice.

“He Yu, is this fun for you?”

Upon confirming who was in the limousine, Xie Qingcheng’s voice turned sharp.

“There’s a limit to how childish you can be!”

Sitting in the limousine and staring at Xie Qingcheng, He Yu felt a twisted sense of pleasure even while being scolded.

Because it felt as if Xie Qingcheng was getting angry and acting emotionally in such a pathetic state all because of him.

Chen Man was truly foolish. Whether he gave him milk tea or warmth, Xie Qingcheng would forever remain indifferent.

He Yu had already spent seven years of his life experimenting with this. Xie Qingcheng was a man for whom kindness was useless. Being gentle was a complete waste of effort. This man had no emotions; no matter how long you tried to warm him up, he would never get warm.

Only violent behavior and insulting words could attract that noble gaze.

As expected, his own method was more correct. Since no one could ever receive Xie Qingcheng’s love anyway, He Yu was content to at least be the object of his resentment.

He Yu failed to realize that even obsessing over Xie Qingcheng’s love was abnormal. With a kind, languid face, crossing his long legs and leaning back into the seat, he scanned Xie Qingcheng standing in the pouring rain.

“Professor Xie, why did you [Read on Read BL Novels]leave without an umbrella in this downpour? Get in. [unauthorized copy]I’ll take you home.”

“Get lost.”

He Yu kept smiling mischievously until the end.

“Your clothes are all soaked, so why are you so angry? Did someone get on your nerves?”

Of course, Xie Qingcheng couldn’t honestly answer that your lines were what got on his nerves. The driver listened intently, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Watching him shiver in hatred while drenched, He Yu felt a certain desire in his heart surge with ecstasy. He reached out and opened a black golf umbrella.

The sound of the rain, suddenly amplified, hammered relentlessly against the umbrella.

Leaning out from the high seat of the limousine, He Yu handed the umbrella to Xie Qingcheng.

“If you don’t want to get in the car, I’ll give you this.”

Then, stretching his long legs forward and placing one foot on the step below the car door, he leaned further down and whispered in a voice small enough for only the two of them to hear.

“Hyung. Do you hate me that much?”

No matter how cold Xie Qingcheng was, he could not tolerate He Yu provoking him by bringing up the things he had said at the club. At the blatant mockery, Xie Qingcheng finally raised his hand and slapped He Yu’s cheek mercilessly.

A sharp crack echoed. The driver flinched, not daring to even look back.

He Yu’s head snapped to the side from the blow, and only after a moment did he slowly turn his face back.

From the rough palm, a red handprint had emerged on his pale skin. Regardless, He Yu instead grabbed Xie Qingcheng’s wrist, stroking the fabric that covered his tattoo.

Then, he grinned, revealing his canines.

“That actually hurt.”

He leaned down even lower, as if intending to press Xie Qingcheng down.

“I have a right cheek too. Do you want to hit that one as well?”

At those words, Xie Qingcheng grit his teeth.

“Even if you can’t feel pain, you should at least know how to feel shame.”

“Why should I feel shame?”

Stepping back slightly, He Yu suddenly tilted the umbrella that had been shielding them. The heavy rain instantly poured down, soaking both He Yu, who was halfway out of the car, and Xie Qingcheng, who stood his ground.

The slanted black umbrella effectively blocked the driver’s view.

“I think this isn’t so bad.”

Immediately after, a strong force pulled Xie Qingcheng’s wrist without warning. In the pouring rain, the distance between them closed sharply. He Yu’s gaze constantly caressed Xie Qingcheng’s eyelashes, which were blackened by the rain. He wanted to shove this gaze directly into Xie Qingcheng’s physical body.

Lava that had been simmering for a long time slowly rose in his chest. Shielded by the umbrella, He Yu suddenly lowered his head in the shadows.

Amidst the rain pouring down like a shower, their lips overlapped.

A flash of surprise crossed Xie Qingcheng’s face.

It had been a very long time since he had kissed.

The moment their lips touched, a ringing sound echoed in He Yu’s head. It felt as if his entire body had been electrocuted. A chilling pleasure surged to the top of his head.

Actually, he hadn’t intended to kiss Xie Qingcheng here. His body had simply moved instinctively. After the sticky kiss ended, it felt quite different from when he had acted with the actress earlier.

He had been confident in his acting then, but looking back, he realized he hadn’t understood the character’s emotions at [stolen content]all. A kiss that was [visit our site]passionate yet yearning, like an outlet for anger, wasn’t like that.

A man stimulated by desire and seized by despair would not end a kiss so readily, as he had in that performance.

This kiss was a fuse that burned away internal reason. He Yu wanted to get out of the car right then and there. He wanted to pin Xie Qingcheng down in the muddy alley and violate him amidst the terrifying rain.

On the other hand, he wanted to pull the shivering Xie Qingcheng into the car, strip off his wet clothes, and melt that coldness with his own hot body temperature.

These were the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.

He hadn’t realized it while filming the bed scene, but that acting had been too pretentious.

Warm lips swallowed the cold, thin lips as if sucking them. Rainwater mixed with saliva, making it moist and sweet. Fortunately, thanks to the large umbrella and the sound of the rain, the driver heard nothing, but Xie Qingcheng could not move. Even though his anger had reached its peak, he couldn’t bring himself to move.

The umbrella was in He Yu’s hand. This audacious brat could let go of it whenever he wanted.

That was why he had to keep his mouth shut. If the driver discovered the two of them [unauthorized copy]kissing Read on Read BL Novelsin the rain hidden [stolen content]behind an umbrella, he was the one who would be in an awkward position.

Coming back to his senses, he bit He Yu’s lip hard to break away from the kiss. However, the moment the scent of blood wafted, He Yu instead entwined his tongue even deeper. It felt as if he intended to squeeze the air out of Xie Qingcheng’s lungs and kill him by asphyxiation.

Only after an unknown amount of time had passed did the kiss finally end. Contrary to his cold expression, Xie Qingcheng’s fingertips trembled slightly. If he had a knife in his hand right now, he might have sliced this crazy psychopath in one stroke.

He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng with eyes that glistened from the rain. Blood seeped from his lower lip.

He released Xie Qingcheng’s wrist and raised a finger to gently stroke Xie Qingcheng’s eyebrow. Black eyebrows, a masculine contour. This time, he curved his finger to brush against the bridge of the man’s straight nose and touched the lips reddened by the kiss.

Even with the finger touching his lips, Xie Qingcheng spoke in a voice devoid of any warmth.

“Are you done touching?”

As he spoke, He Yu could feel his warm breath. Ah. So this person does have warm parts?

Thinking this, He Yu fixed his gaze on Xie Qingcheng and organized [visit our site]his emotions. Now, [unauthorized copy]only mockery remained in his eyes.

The young man remained silent for a moment before speaking in a very small voice.

“Look at this. Why should I feel shame? You’re the one who doesn’t want the driver to find out, and you’re the one who doesn’t want to acknowledge this filthy relationship. I don’t care what happens.”

Above the blood-stained lips, Xie Qingcheng’s gaze was like ice.

“…If your episode is over, just go.”

When his coldness reached its peak, he didn’t even want to use emotional words like “get lost.”

Instead of answering, He Yu removed his hand from Xie Qingcheng’s lips. The blood that had smeared on Xie Qingcheng’s lips clung to his finger joint.

He Yu lowered his head slightly, looking up at Xie Qingcheng with only his eyes, and then quietly kissed the red liquid on his finger.

“…”

Throughout the kiss on the blood, He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng without blinking once.

“Xie Qingcheng, I’m someone who feels emotions differently from normal people. That’s why I’m happy even if you hate me, and I’m happy even when I see your blood.”

After speaking, He Yu straightened his back and stood upright, shielding Xie Qingcheng with the umbrella again and offering the handle.

Instead of taking the umbrella, Xie Qingcheng let it drop to the ground. Beads of water splashed across the earth.

“He Yu, do you know where you’re sick? It’s not your head.”

Amidst the rain falling like a white curtain, he looked at He Yu with cold eyes.

“Your heart. You have a sickness in your heart. If you keep treating blood like medicine and trying to cure your illness with resentment, no one will be able to save you in the end.”

Xie Qingcheng continued in an icy voice.

“Do you know what you look like right now? Fuck, you’ve degenerated into something less than a beast. I’m truly disappointed, He Yu. The time and energy I spent on you in the past were a waste.”

“…”

“Actually, it was a very precious time for me. Looking at it now, it seems my efforts were for nothing.”

Having finished his words, Xie Qingcheng disappeared into a narrow side path where a car could not enter.

He Yu quietly licked his lips. His almond-shaped eyes were eerie. Returning to the car, he leaned back slowly into the seat, took a towel, and dried his wet hair.

The driver looked at He Yu in the rearview mirror. He didn’t know how it happened, but the sight of those bright red lips, as if stained with blood, made his spine shiver.

There are secrets that should not be peered into recklessly. The driver tried to ignore the reality and spoke.

“Young Master He. Um… where shall we go now?”

“Let’s just go.”

He Yu smiled and tossed the towel aside. Contrary to his gaze, which was desolate enough to be called madness, his tone was polite and soft.

“To the hotel, please. Thank you.”

The driver shuddered. Even though the heater was on in the car, he broke into a cold sweat from a sudden chilling sensation.

Upon arriving at the hotel, He Yu stood before the mirror and scanned his appearance.

The blood on his lips had already hardened into dark scabs. Touching his lips, he retraced every single moment that had passed.

Treating blood like medicine, trying to cure the illness with resentment.

The thought made him laugh.

Do you think I do this because I like it?

I’ve never been loved in the first place. There is no real medicine. I couldn’t even find a bridge leading to a normal society.

And what else did he say? Actually, it was a very precious time for him, but looking at it now, those efforts were for nothing?

He should tone down the hypocrisy.

He’s the type who would have criticized a dog for being a “black-haired beast” even if it wagged its tail and begged for sympathy.

Therefore, that man deserves to be cursed.

He doesn’t even blink anyway. He never cared about someone like me.

The day he left him for the first time. The control tower stolen contentwhere the video played. The heartless voice saying a psychopath’s life is stolen contentas cheap as a fly’s. The phone that didn’t return a single short reply even when he repeatedly pleaded that he was in pain.

Now, it didn’t matter what happened.

Perhaps tormenting each other like this until death was a kind of happy ending.

However, there was one thing He Yu could not avoid. The kiss he had just given Xie Qingcheng was purely due to a physical impulse.

This kiss was different in nature from the one at the bar. That kiss at least had a purpose. At the time, he wanted Xie Qingcheng to grant his request in front of people, and he had kissed him as a form of threat.

But that kiss in the rain?

It didn’t have any special meaning. Should he call it an instinct that welled up from within? It didn’t seem like something a normal man would do.

However, He Yu tried to soothe his sorrowful pride, telling himself this was a natural action. He had only kissed him to torment the other person, just as he had had sex with Xie Qingcheng. There wasn’t a speck of affection.

He lay in bed, tossing and visit our siteturning. The more visit our sitehe thought, the more his emotions visit our siterefused to settle. He couldn’t even sleep.

He Yu muttered “fuck” under his breath and went into the bathroom, slamming the glass door shut.

Amidst the rising steam, he leaned his forehead against the cold tiled wall. Because he had entered with the lights off, his sharp profile was submerged in darkness. The stream of water pouring from the showerhead hit his back and splashed all around his body.

He closed his eyes. Yeah, this isn’t normal, he thought to himself.

Since the control tower incident, He Yu’s episodes had become frequent and long-lasting. Since a patient who needed to manage his emotions kept experiencing mood swings, his condition began to worsen gradually.

Normally, small frictions or stimuli like today’s wouldn’t have a major impact. Yet, He Yu had ended up having an episode.

He had managed his emotions while showering, but as dawn approached, the symptoms violently forced their way into his body.

The thermometer climbed to thirty-nine degrees. A desire to stab people and break things surged. Only after swallowing a handful of medication was He Yu barely able to endure until dawn.

Early morning. Having tossed and turned all night, unauthorized copyhe heard stolen contentthe faint sound of someone in the next room.

He Yu took out his phone and checked the announcement in the group chat.

Today was Chen Man’s last day as an on-site consultant. As of today, the filming he had to stay with the production team to oversee was ending.

Since the schedule called for a 6 AM departure, it seemed they intended to start filming early.

If so, the person currently making noise would be Chen Man.

He Yu shifted under the covers and this time checked the schedule. Xie Qingcheng had to participate in the filming as an on-site consultant for at least six months.

That meant that after today, the index of Chen Man PM—

—would drop from 2.5 to 0.

Now, Xie Qingcheng would be the only one left in the next room.

As if rain had fallen on a dry desert, He Yu’s heart, which had been plagued by Psychological Ebola all night, felt significantly lighter.

Until he heard Xie Qingcheng’s voice.