Extra Story 2: It Was On Purpose
After graduating from university, Lu Xingjia and Qin Mudong finally moved in together, openly and rightfully.
With the savings they’d accumulated over their four years in college, the two managed to put together a down payment and took out a loan to buy a small apartment in the capital. Two bedrooms and one living room—not big, but just right for a clingy little couple.
Both of their names were written on the property deed, and it was an official red booklet. With the stamp affixed, Lu Xingjia jokingly said that this counted as “getting a marriage certificate.” Qin Mudong said nothing, just pulled him into his arms and kissed him over and over.
Everything in the country was great—except for one thing they still couldn’t fulfill: they couldn’t legally marry. Qin Mudong’s job was sensitive and made it inconvenient to go abroad to register their marriage. Besides, getting married abroad just wasn’t the same as doing it at home. And so, this became a small, lingering regret in their otherwise perfect life.
At first, Qin Mudong did throw a bit of a tantrum over it. Fortunately, Lu Xingjia didn’t care much for that kind of formal recognition and gently coaxed him for a long time until Qin Mudong finally stopped bringing it up.
Choosing a house wasn’t easy—viewing apartments, renovating, and buying furniture were all things they handled themselves. By the time they had everything moved in and were ready to live there, it was already the end of December.
—Fortunately, Lu Xingjia was very satisfied with the final result.
The decoration of the house combined both of their tastes. One of the two bedrooms was designed as a study. Besides bookshelves and a desk, Lu Xingjia had a custom glass display wall installed to showcase Qin Mudong’s certificates and trophies.
The other room was the master bedroom. In addition to the large bed in the center, they had prepared a cozy beanbag-like lounge chair, the kind you could gently rock in. The floor was covered with soft mats—Lu Xingjia liked that—even barefoot, it didn’t feel cold.
Everything was perfect. If there was one regret, it was that they had just moved in and hadn’t even spent a single night there when Qin Mudong got a call from Peng Huarong summoning him abroad to attend some conference.
Lu Xingjia had a “love-hate” relationship with Professor Peng.
Peng Huarong took up so much of Qin Mudong’s time, often ruining their dates. Just one call and Qin Mudong would be sent off to supervise experiments or projects—Peng Huarong never held back when giving orders.
But at the same time, Lu Xingjia knew that Professor Peng had genuinely helped Qin Mudong a lot.
He taught him how to interact with others, how to balance academics and social life. Over the years, the changes in Qin Mudong were obvious. Just recently, for example, he gave a speech at an awards ceremony—his cold and aloof demeanor commanded the room, and paired with precise academic language and down-to-earth examples, he captured the hearts of countless fans, even trending on Weibo.
#QinMudong – Hottest Physicist Alive#
Now that his own boyfriend had become a wildly popular public heartthrob, Lu Xingjia felt a strong sense of crisis.
Fortunately, the “study god” himself still maintained his cold and unapproachable demeanor—only when he saw his little boyfriend did a smile reach his eyes.
Lu Xingjia sat in his office twirling a pen, his thoughts drifting away.
After graduation, Qin Mudong joined a research institute, while Lu Xingjia chose to stay at the university and started working as a student advisor.
The job of a teacher wasn’t easy, especially for someone like him who had just started.
His desk was piled high with various documents. Pressing his fingers to his brow, he paused for a short break.
Holding a cup of tea in one hand, he flipped through their chat history and counted the days on the calendar again—only then did he feel at ease.
Qin Mudong was coming back that day.
The corners of Lu Xingjia’s mouth curved up as he sent a message to Qin Mudong:
[Let’s have dinner together tonight. I’m craving those little wontons.]There was a wonton shop near the west gate of the university that used quality ingredients at affordable prices. It was popular among students.
Most importantly, the taste of those wontons reminded him of the ones his mom used to make—it always gave him a sense of home.
The two of them had chosen to stay in the capital for their careers. It was a big city with many opportunities, but that also meant fewer chances to return home.
In his past life, He Xi was already gone by the time Lu Xingjia went to college. In this life, he treasured every long-distance call he could make. Rain or shine, he called home every single day.
Not only did he call himself, but he often pulled Qin Mudong into the calls too. Once group chats on WeChat became a thing, he added Xiang Yizhi, and it became a four-person tea-time chat.
At first, He Xi wasn’t quite used to it—she’d even avert her eyes when Lu Xingjia and Qin Mudong unconsciously showed affection. But over time, she gradually got used to it, and even started teasing them now and then, telling Lu Xingjia to learn more from his “Ge.”
Lu Xingjia knew He Xi was trying hard to accept them.
After sending the message, Qin Mudong didn’t reply right away. Lu Xingjia knew he was busy, so he didn’t disturb him—just set the phone aside and quietly went back to his work.
Thinking about Qin Mudong coming back, Lu Xingjia originally planned to finish all his tasks that day so he could spend tomorrow resting at home with him. But midway through the day, a colleague called him out, saying they were organizing a welcome dinner for the new teachers.
Work-related socializing couldn’t be avoided, so Lu Xingjia apologized and gave Qin Mudong a call. Fortunately, Qin Mudong didn’t say much—he just asked where they were going, who was attending, and reminded him not to drink too much.
The colleagues were fairly friendly. Compared to other professions, teachers weren’t as scheming. Still, when the drinks started flowing and the smoke filled the air, Lu Xingjia felt a bit tired.
Thankfully, he’d been through a lot of this in his past life and was somewhat numb to it. With a polite smile, he joined in without feeling too awkward.
By the time everything wrapped up, it was nearly 11 PM. Lu Xingjia had only sipped half a glass of alcohol, and the cool night air outside quickly sobered him up.
While his colleagues discussed carpooling outside the hotel, Lu Xingjia looked up and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance.
The alcohol that had just worn off rushed back to his head. He froze for a couple of seconds before confirming—it really was Qin Mudong.
“I won’t be riding with you guys,” Lu Xingjia couldn’t help but smile, his tone growing noticeably lighter. “My friend’s here to pick me up.”
“Friend?”
“Boyfriend or girlfriend?”
“Xiao Lu’s so cute—already has a girlfriend? I was just thinking of introducing you to someone!”
…
Lu Xingjia accepted the teasing with ease and didn’t argue. At the end, he just said, “We’ve been dating for many years now,” then quickly walked toward Qin Mudong.
The winter wind was sharp and biting, scraping across the face like a blade. Lu Xingjia pulled his coat tighter around himself, still wearing a smile on his face.
“Why did you come over?” he asked.
“It’s almost eleven,” Qin Mudong replied. “I was worried it wouldn’t be safe for you to go home alone.”
Qin Mudong was still in his formal attire. The well-fitted suit perfectly outlined his tall frame, though the edges of his jacket had subtle wrinkles—clear signs he had just rushed back.
Lu Xingjia mumbled, “I’m a grown man—what could possibly happen to me?” But the smile on his face deepened unconsciously.
Qin Mudong didn’t respond. As they turned the corner, he reached out and took Lu Xingjia’s hand, holding it tightly in his own.
The wind was cold, but his palm was warm.
All the frustration from the evening’s social obligations vanished instantly.
Lu Xingjia thought to himself—at least someone was waiting for him.
By this time of night, the subway had already stopped running, and they weren’t well-off enough to afford a car yet.
They hailed a cab and went to the west gate for a bowl of wontons. The steaming hot soup still gave off wisps of white steam when served. One bite into the delicate wrapper released piping hot broth.
Five yuan—a far more satisfying meal than that so-called “feast” earlier.
After they’d eaten their fill, the two of them strolled home. Lu Xingjia finally shed the mask of an adult and returned to his more childish self in front of Qin Mudong, chattering away about work. Qin Mudong responded occasionally, but for the most part, he simply listened in silence, never once letting go of Lu Xingjia’s hand.
The atmosphere was warm and harmonious. Lu Xingjia felt comfortable and content. He took out his keys and unlocked the door, just about to tell Qin Mudong to go shower when, the moment the door closed behind them, Qin Mudong pressed him against it.
A fierce kiss overwhelmed him. Lu Xingjia didn’t even have time to react before he had to tilt his head back, allowing Qin Mudong’s lips and tongue to invade deeply.
He instinctively looked up, meeting a pair of eyes as deep as ink—eyes that seemed to flicker with burning flames, heavy and intense, as if they could draw him in completely.
Lu Xingjia’s knees went weak. It was only then that he realized—something was off with Qin Mudong.
“Qin—mmph!”
He had just started to say his name when the world spun. The next thing he knew, he was already pinned down on the bed by Qin Mudong.
The bed was newly bought, and so were the sheets and blankets—they’d chosen the patterns together.
The bedroom light wasn’t on, but the city never truly sleeps. Sparse moonlight spilled in just right, casting shadows on Qin Mudong’s face—shifting between light and dark.
“Xingxing,” Qin Mudong leaned down, kissing him inch by inch, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance. “I waited for you for five hours.”
Lu Xingjia’s heart softened. He whispered, “I’m sorry…”
Qin Mudong added, “You looked so happy chatting with those people. I got jealous.”
Lu Xingjia’s voice softened even more. “They’re just colleagues. It was only a work dinner.”
“I even bought you a gift, but I didn’t get the chance to give it to you.”
“What gift? You can give it to me now.”
“Really?”
“Really. I’m sure I’ll love it.”
Qin Mudong got up and retrieved a box from the nightstand. It was wrapped in black leather. Lu Xingjia’s eyelid twitched instinctively.
Inside was a black leather collar about the thickness of a little finger. It was not known whether it was made of cowhide or sheepskin. The surface was polished to a glossy finish. At the front was a small metal tag with “QIN’s” written in English cursive. It was very beautiful and shocking.
Qin Mudong’s black eyes were dancing with fire, and he asked cautiously, “Do you like it? It’s custom-made.”
Lu Xingjia suddenly hugged his neck and kissed him with a smile, “I am yours, forever.”
“Well,” Qin Mudong bit Lu Xingjia’s lips, “Is it okay to wear this today?”
“Okay.” Lu Xingjia agreed quickly.
They had played a lot of tricks in bed, and although he was shy, Lu Xingjia was also happy.
Qin Mudong said again: “I still want you to wear school uniform.”
Lu Xingjia blushed: “I don’t know where the school uniform is.”
“I know, it’s in the closet.”
“…”
“You take the initiative today, okay?”
“…”
“Didn’t you say you are mine?”
“…”
Lu Xingjia almost suspected that Qin Mudong did it on purpose, but those black eyes really made him reluctant. In the end, he bit Qin Mudong as if to vent and agreed.
After taking a shower, Lu Xingjia came out wearing only a school uniform jacket. There was a collar hanging on his pale neck, and the black and white contrast brought a more stimulating visual experience.
After high school, Lu Xingjia grew a little taller, and the school jacket could only barely cover his butt. The coolness rose from the center of his legs. Lu Xingjia nervously pulled the jacket, trying to cover his legs with the hem, but it was obviously not effective, and he looked pure and erotic.
Qin Mudong was lying on the bed, naked, with orange light sprinkled on his skin, flickering, illuminating a certain place particularly clearly.
It was huge, with bulging veins, and Lu Xingjia’s legs felt a little weak seeing it.
After doing it so many times, they were already very familiar with each other’s bodies. Lu Xingjia knew too well the pleasure and pain that thing could bring him, and he felt even more ashamed of what was going to happen next.
“Qin Mudong…” He knelt beside the bed and slowly moved to the center, trying to escape with a soft voice. Qin Mudong naturally did not allow him to regret. He looked at him quietly and reminded him in a low voice with a little grievance: “Xingxing, you promised me.”
Lu Xingjia was helpless but completely gave in and sat on Qin Mudong to help him.
His fingers wrapped around the shaft and stroked up and down. His fingertips brushed over the purple-red glans. The organ, which was already of a terrifying size, became larger. It jumped in Lu Xingjia’s hand as if it had life.
Lu Xingjia was still wearing his school uniform jacket. The rough fabric brought a strange touch when it passed through his skin. The zipper lock dangled and touched his skin from time to time, which was a little cold.
In a trance, he felt as if he had really returned to high school, either muddled or deeply unforgettable.
Thinking of Qin Mudong’s initial rejection of him, to their kissing under the cover of the curtains, and the overlapping heartbeats when their lips and teeth were entangled.
Frame by frame, scene by scene.
Lu Xingjia suddenly felt a little wet, something slowly flowed down along the root of his thigh, cool, lewd and muddy.
He knew it was lubricant, but he still felt extremely ashamed. It was not just Qin Mudong, he too had been longing for Qin Mudong, longing for too long, just wanting to be filled by him.
Even if they sat at the same table, even if the distance was 50 centimeters, it was still not enough. He had to bury him in his body and reach the climax of pleasure with him to be complete.
Lu Xingjia blushed, smeared some lubricant on the hot organ, raised his butt, and slowly inched down.
Qin Mudong’s member was too big, Lu Xingjia didn’t dare to sit all the way in at once, but it was his first time to do this kind of thing, and he was not skilled. He just took in the head, and before he had time to adapt, his tight calves couldn’t hold on, and sat down all at once, filled up.
The huge organ stretched him, and the glans pushed deep. Lu Xingjia couldn’t help but groan and his legs became completely soft.
“Does it feel good?” Qin Mudong stretched out his hand to fiddle with Lu Xingjia’s slightly protruding nipples, and deliberately said, “You’re so wet inside.”
Lu Xingjia blushed and glared at him, and took the initiative to lift his butt and move.
The school jacket was constantly lifted up with his movements, and the point where they connected was wet, and the sound of wet water could be heard from time to time.
Lu Xingjia had a strong sense of morality to begin with, and he felt even more ashamed at this time. He couldn’t stand it after just a few moves. It was as if they were back in high school, having an affair under the noses of their parents and teachers.
He panted and knelt on Qin Mudong, with a huge organ in his butt, his eyes were wet, and he begged for mercy: “Move… um… move…”
Lu Xingjia couldn’t climax at all if he just moved by himself because he had exhausted himself.
With a “snap”, Qin Mudong spanked his butt.
The originally pale butt soon turned red, more like a peach, and was wet and shiny.
“Xingxing,” Qin Mudong said hoarsely, “you are not obedient.”
Lu Xingjia was tortured by lust and had no way out, his eyes were stained with a layer of mist: “I am obedient… obedient…”
Qin Mudong spanked his butt again: “Then move by yourself.”
Move by yourself.
Lu Xingjia raised his butt aggrievedly, endured the sourness and slowly moved it, holding his member in one hand, just stroked it twice, and was clamped by Qin Mudong’s wrist.
No, still no.
Lu Xingjia leaned down and bit Qin Mudong’s shoulder, his voice was stained with tears, “Move… just once… I feel uncomfortable…”
His body had long adapted to Qin Mudong’s rhythm, and pleasure could only be given by Qin Mudong.
Qin Mudong followed Lu Xingjia’s words and thrust up hard, and the numbness and sourness came through. Before Lu Xingjia could recover, he stopped moving again.
It was really just once.
God knows why Qin Mudong is so obedient at this time.
Lu Xingjia hummed softly, and his legs kept rubbing together: “Move again, move again… um…”
Qin Mudong finally turned over and pressed him under him, and said hoarsely: “Xingxing, beg me.”
“Please… please…”
“Please who?”
“Ge… um… please, please…”
“Please do what?”
Lu Xingjia couldn’t speak, and could only shake his head constantly. Qin Mudong didn’t force him, but continued to bully him.
His teeth rolled over the sensitive nipples, and the tip of his tongue licked the pink nipples. He also pressed Lu Xingjia’s thighs and didn’t let him rub them.
Lu Xingjia was almost tortured crazy by this feeling and need, and cried out because of the bullying: “Please… woo woo… please fuck me!”
Finally, he got what he wanted.
Qin Mudong pinched his waist and thrust into him hard. Before he could fuck him a few times, Lu Xingjia couldn’t help but ejaculate.
The thick white semen hit Qin Mudong’s lower abdomen.
Lu Xingjia turned away with a red face, but Qin Mudong wiped a little and smeared it on Lu Xingjia’s reddened butt without caring.
“You are so sensitive today. You came so quickly.” He laughed and teased.
No one wants to admit that they are fast. Lu Xingjia raised his neck to bite Qin Mudong’s lips, but Qin Mudong continued to tease him: “My little rabbit is so cute.”
When the lust came again like a tide, the newly bought bed creaked, and the black collar on Lu Xingjia’s beautiful neck was particularly conspicuous. The small metal pendant touched the skin from time to time, bringing a cool and itchy feeling.
In a trance, Lu Xingjia felt that he had really become an unsatisfied little rabbit in heat, crying and begging his master to go deeper, deeper, and fill him up hard without leaving any gaps.
So be it.
Lu Xingjia thought.
The two of them made love several times on the bed, and the newly bought sheets were stained. Qin Mudong held Lu Xingjia and cleaned him, then pulled the sheets off and replaced them with new ones.
Lu Xingjia was so tired that he almost fell asleep. He found a place in Qin Mudong’s arms and curled up, humming in a daze: “Qin Mudong…”
Qin Mudong’s Adam’s apple rolled, and his eyes softened suddenly, “Hmm?”
“You were gone for so long this time… I missed you.”
“I’m back now. My good boy.”
“I’m yours.”
“Okay.”
“And you’re mine.”
“Okay.”
“Forever.”
“…Okay.”
A gentle yet restrained kiss landed on Lu Xingjia’s eyelid, like a dragon cherishing its hidden treasure.
And indeed, he was Qin Mudong’s treasure.
Qin Mudong felt incredibly fortunate to have met Lu Xingjia.
From then on, starlight would shine—winter no more.