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    When Liang Jingren opened the car door for him from the outside, returning his freedom, Chen Mo was already lying sideways between the passenger and driver’s seats, in an extremely twisted posture, having unfolded and finished reading the thin, folded medical record.

    Liang Jingren opened the door from the passenger side, and as soon as the car door opened, what Chen Mo was holding was presented plainly and clearly in the middle of his vision.

    Chen Mo didn’t think about hiding it, and even asked him with a surprised expression, without beating around the bush, “Ren-ge, are you… really impotent?”

    Liang Jingren: ……

    Bang!

    The car door was slammed shut in front of him. Chen Mo clenched the medical record in his hand and suddenly shrank his neck back.

    Wow… it seems it’s not fake… Chen Mo thought with lingering fear.

    But… when did Ren-ge’s impotence get better?

    Chen Mo turned his body, covering the lower half of his face with the medical record, and squinted at the sunroof of the car.

    Chen Mo recalled the passionate, sweaty moments with Liang Jingren in the past, and didn’t feel at all that Liang Jingren had any problems in that area. He was even surprised by Liang Jingren’s overly strong and flamboyant sexual desire.

    Cold air poured in from the open car window, but it couldn’t dispel the heat in Chen Mo’s mind caused by the images presented.

    Suddenly, he remembered what Liang Jingren had said not long ago – “Tonight, we can do it.”

    So he hurriedly got up, got out of the car, and, clutching the medical record abandoned by Liang Jingren, hummed a song and jogged back to the Villa.

    In the evening, Chen Mo, having washed himself again, clean and fragrant, walked into Liang Jingren’s bedroom with the medical record that had a severe crease down the middle.

    Liang Jingren was sitting on the bed reading a book, still his go-to book for inducing sleep, but he was almost finished with it. If he continued to read it every day, he estimated he could finish it next week.

    But tonight, Liang Jingren shouldn’t be reading. Tonight, he didn’t need books to fall asleep exhausted. Chen Mo thought this as he smiled and walked towards the head of the bed.

    “Ren-ge, where should I put this?”

    He handed the medical record to Liang Jingren. Liang Jingren glanced at it and said, “Put it in the lower drawer of the bedside table.”

    “Okay.”

    Chen Mo obediently squatted in front of the bedside table and opened the bottom drawer.

    Looking at Liang Jingren’s personal toys that he had rearranged neatly in the drawer, Chen Mo couldn’t help but chuckle and laugh.

    He thought: Liang Jingren probably doesn’t know that this drawer has been rearranged.

    Hearing his inexplicable laughter, Liang Jingren turned his head and looked over.

    He could now see what was in the drawer that Chen Mo had opened, but what bothered him more was that Chen Mo didn’t immediately put away the medical record and close the drawer, but squatted in front of the open drawer and opened it again to look at it.

    Liang Jingren pressed hard on the book on his lap with his right hand, creasing the pages that weren’t folded properly. He frowned and stared at the person by the bed whose height was lowered by his squatting position and asked, “Are you a doctor? So interested in patients’ medical history?… How long are you going to look at it?”

    Hearing his question, Chen Mo’s interested gaze finally shifted away from the medical record. He looked up, casting his curious gaze on the real “patient,” and asked, “When did it start, Ren-ge?”

    “When did you realize you were impotent and decide to see a doctor? Is the earliest time on this medical record correct?”

    “It seems like it was a long time ago… I didn’t notice at all…”

    “Ah! But Ren-ge should be better now, right? We’ll know after we experiment in a bit, hehe~”

    “Ren-ge! I just had a great idea: Could it be that I cured your impotence?”

    Chen Mo said with a smile, stating his self-righteous and grand fantasy, and decisively boasted, “After all, Ren-ge is always special when he’s with me…”

    “Mm.”

    However, his boasting was interrupted by Liang Jingren before he could finish.

    “Ah, yes, thanks to you.”

    Chen Mo was stunned, and looked up at the person on the bed with a frozen smile.

    Liang Jingren didn’t smile.

    When he looked at him expressionlessly, there was only endless emptiness and coldness in his eyes.

    Chen Mo, of course, noticed the change in the other person’s emotions. He thought that Liang Jingren might be like this because he had been exposed to unpleasant memories and his self-esteem had been frustrated.

    At this time, Chen Mo still felt that he only needed to tell a silly joke to bring back Liang Jingren’s exaggerated smile.

    “Really? Then I’m really amazing~” So he continued to boast with a smile, following Liang Jingren’s words.

    Liang Jingren looked at his silly smiling face, opened his mouth, and said something that made him unable to laugh:

    “Let’s skip it tonight, Chen Mo. I’m not in the mood.”

    After the lights were turned off, the two people were still lying on the same bed.

    Chen Mo lay on his side and hugged Liang Jingren, his nose touching Liang Jingren’s neck.

    And Liang Jingren was also lying on his side, leaving Chen Mo with his broad, solid back, facing the direction of the bedside table where his medical record and massager were placed.

    If Chen Mo hadn’t messed up the top drawer of the bedside table, there should be an unopened bottle of sleeping pills there. Liang Jingren felt that he might need it tonight.

    But with Chen Mo’s arms tightly wrapped around him, he knew Chen Mo wouldn’t let go.

    He knew that once he got up, Chen Mo would pester him and pester him, chasing after him to get to the bottom of things.

    Liang Jingren didn’t want that.

    So he closed his eyes, slowly inhaling and exhaling.

    But Chen Mo didn’t want him to get a good night’s sleep, or rather, he just didn’t want him to fall asleep so easily–

    After a long breath swept across the top of his neck, a burst of moist heat suddenly came. Chen Mo was starting to act up again.

    “How can Ren-ge not keep his word?” Chen Mo extended the kiss from Liang Jingren’s neck all the way to behind his ear.

    He kissed his beloved’s earlobe, then bit it, and said in a low, hot voice, “Let’s have sex, Ren-ge…”

    After speaking, without waiting for Liang Jingren’s response, he directly started using his hands.

    After a month of exploration, he had already mastered Liang Jingren’s entire body.

    In fact, even earlier – on that night four years ago, he had already mastered the skills that could make Liang Jingren happy.

    Now, having grown even more skilled, he could ignite Liang Jingren’s desire with just his hands.

    However, even though Liang Jingren, with his back to him, had already started trembling all over and breathing heavily, he still insisted this time, “Chen Mo… don’t… I don’t want to tonight…”

    Chen Mo only blindly stroked him, kissed his neck and back from behind, and softly murmured love words, “Ren-ge, I love you… I love you so much… I really love you… Ren-ge…”

    “Why are you always so disobedient…” Liang Jingren sighed, but couldn’t resist his skillful and targeted siege. In the end, he said nothing, only panting.

    After it was over, Liang Jingren still hadn’t fallen asleep.

    This time, he didn’t smoke either. He simply adjusted his position, returning to his original state of lying on his side with his back to the person next to him, quietly silent.

    After a long while, Chen Mo, who was satisfied and rested, and whose eyelids were starting to droop, prepared to ask his beloved for a goodnight kiss before falling asleep.

    It was then that Chen Mo, who leaned up, discovered that Liang Jingren was crying.

    Chen Mo was completely stunned.

    As if waking from a dream, at the moment of awakening, Chen Mo clearly saw Liang Jingren’s tears sliding into the pillow, and his heart ached as if he was about to suffocate.

    “Ren-ge… I’m sorry…” He panicked and made a guarantee, “I, I… I will be very, very obedient to you in the future! If you tell me to go east, I will never go west! Really! Ren-ge, don’t cry… don’t cry… I’m sorry…”

    But no matter how gently he shook Liang Jingren’s shoulder, Liang Jingren never turned his body over. Chen Mo could only glimpse the constantly floating crystal tears from his eyes above.

    Gradually, the sound of apologies and guarantees disappeared, replaced by Chen Mo’s tearful “I love you.”

    “I love you Ren-ge… I love you… I love you… I love you…”

    Again and again, again and again, until the tear stains on Liang Jingren’s face were dry, and the two moist water marks resurfaced on his face.

    Chen Mo didn’t know what was wrong with him. Seeing Liang Jingren cry, he couldn’t help but want to cry too. He wasn’t that emotional to begin with. When he saw some tear-jerking scenes on TV, he was often still picking on the actors themselves.

    Although he was crying because Liang Jingren was crying, at this moment, the fear in his heart was far greater than the sadness – what he was most afraid of was not knowing what was wrong with Liang Jingren.

    Just like the countless terminal illnesses that popped into his mind when he first saw the medical record in the glove box, he was extremely afraid.

    He didn’t know how long it had been, but only Chen Mo’s cries still permeated the deepening night in the room.

    His voice was already hoarse, and even those three words could only be vaguely conveyed into the air through the changes in his mouth shape.

    Liang Jingren had completely calmed down. He slowly patted the hand wrapped around him and said, “I want some water.”

    So Chen Mo got up, wiped away his tears, and went out of the bedroom to get him water.

    When Chen Mo came back with the water glass, Liang Jingren had already swallowed two sleeping pills dry and was lying back on the bed with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

    Chen Mo stood at the door, looking at the person on the bed who seemed to be fast asleep from afar, and watched for a long time, not daring to disturb him.

    He quietly held the water glass, turned around, and silently closed the door.

    The next day, the sun rose, and after a long absence, for the first time in more than a month, Chen Mo woke up in his own bedroom on the third floor.

    He didn’t even change his clothes or wash his face. After turning off his phone alarm, he hurriedly went downstairs and ran to Liang Jingren’s bedroom.

    He thought Liang Jingren was still asleep, so when he was still some distance from the second floor, he started tiptoeing and lightening his steps.

    However, when he lightly pushed open the door, Chen Mo was horrified to find that the room was empty.

    Chen Mo’s whole heart began to panic again non-stop, as if having just experienced an earthquake for the first time, his heart was still unsettled, and storms and tsunamis followed closely behind.

    “Ren-ge!!”

    He shouted as he rushed out of the room, running around the entire villa, his gaze unfocused as he followed everywhere, shouting as he ran, “Ren-ge?!!!”

    He searched the entire villa, including the garage and the courtyard, before finally remembering that he had left his phone on the third floor. He could have called Liang Jingren.

    Just as he was about to run back to the villa, Liang Jingren, carrying a plastic bag, with his hands in his pockets, appeared outside the gate, leisurely smoking a cigarette.

    The afterimage of Chen Mo’s eyes tightly grasped the rising smoke, and he immediately turned his head and rushed up –

    He hugged Liang Jingren, who was smoking, and if Liang Jingren hadn’t reacted quickly, his brow bone would have almost been burned by the cigarette butt.

    Having shed all his tears last night, Chen Mo couldn’t squeeze out a single tear at this moment. His eyes were very dry, very swollen, and the whites of his eyes were almost covered with bloodshot.

    Faced with him like this, Liang Jingren said lightly in his usual surprised and amused tone, “What’s wrong with you?”

    Liang Jingren had something in both hands, and Chen Mo was holding his waist so tightly. He thought for a while, and finally abandoned the unfinished cigarette directly on the cement open space outside the gate of the yard, voluntarily taking on the immoral accusation, and raised his hand to pat Chen Mo’s back, then gently touched his head.

    “Ren-ge…” Chen Mo, having been comforted, finally let go, but not completely. When he stepped back, one hand was still clutching the zipper head of Liang Jingren’s open coat.

    “Where did you go?” Chen Mo opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, with a natural delicate and aggrieved feeling.

    Liang Jingren helplessly sighed with a smile, and reached out to touch his head again, and said, “What are you afraid of? Afraid that I’ll throw away this villa and run away? I’m not that generous.”

    Chen Mo pursed his lips, sliding the zipper head up and down, and looked up at him, still asking the same question: “Where did you go?”

    “I went to throw out the trash.” After speaking, Liang Jingren picked up the plastic bag he was carrying in his other hand and lifted it in front of him, showing it to him specifically, “And bought breakfast along the way.”

    Chen Mo blinked his eyes, and saw clearly that there were two servings of hot packaged small wontons in the plastic bag.

    “Let’s go, hurry back and wash your dirty face. We’ll eat wontons together, and we have to go to work after we finish eating.” Liang Jingren patted Chen Mo’s shoulder. After Chen Mo let go of his coat zipper, he lifted his foot and walked past Chen Mo, sighing as he walked, “But I guess we’ll be late today, sigh~”

    “Ren-ge!”

    Chen Mo shouted at him from behind.

    Liang Jingren stopped, turned his head to look at his dirty face, and asked with a questioning “Hmm?”

    Chen Mo bit his lower lip tightly and clenched his fists. He opened his mouth several times, but his lips only trembled without making a sound.

    “I’m leaving if you’re not going to say anything. Wasting time.” Liang Jingren said speechlessly.

    Just as Liang Jingren was about to turn around, Chen Mo opened his mouth again – this time there was finally a sound.

    He asked him, “I will really listen to you in the future! I will never be like yesterday again!… Please don’t leave me, okay?”

    Liang Jingren looked at him and said, “Mm, come in and eat breakfast.”

    Although he ate breakfast with Liang Jingren this morning, filling and warming his stomach, Chen Mo was still restless after returning to the company.

    This time, the surrounding colleagues were worried and actively advised him to take leave or go home early. Some even spoke to his boss for him, making the decision for him.

    After being interviewed by his boss during the lunch break, Chen Mo drove back to the villa like a puppet, out of his mind.

    Fortunately, there wasn’t much traffic when he went back, and it was smooth all the way without any mistakes or accidents.

    After returning to the villa, Chen Mo went to the second floor, lay on the big bed that only Liang Jingren had slept on last night, and stared blankly in one direction.

    That was the direction Liang Jingren had been facing when he cried last night.

    There was a lamp there, and under the lamp was the bedside table.

    Chen Mo suddenly thought of something. He sat up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and then bent over, gently pulling the bottom drawer of the bedside table.

    –Everything inside was gone.

    Liang Jingren had thrown them away as trash.

    It was understandable to throw away the medical record. After all, men don’t want such “ailments” to be known, but those massagers, leaving them there was fine, there was no need…

    Chen Mo suddenly thought of something he could investigate.

    He ran back to his room on the third floor, turned on the computer he had personally assembled, then logged into the online shopping page, entered Liang Jingren’s phone number and email address, hacked Liang Jingren’s account password, and finally successfully pulled up the other party’s online shopping records from the past few years.

    Chen Mo’s memory was very good, very good. He remembered the time of each follow-up visit recorded on the medical record he had stared at for a long time yesterday.

    Liang Jingren first went to the andrology department six years ago.

    Liang Jingren’s last follow-up visit was four years ago.

    Liang Jingren first bought a massager four years ago.

    When Liang Jingren’s first massager arrived at his house, he had already been abroad for more than two months.

    Chen Mo remembered, also four years ago, on the night of his coming-of-age, he forced Liang Jingren to have sex with him. At first, Liang Jingren resisted in every possible way, and no matter how he manipulated him, there was no reaction there.

    At the time, he had felt very frustrated.

    Until later…

    Chen Mo’s eyes slowly widened, the truth was revealed, and everything suddenly became clear.

    It turned out that it was four years ago that Liang Jingren found a way to treat his impotence – a stimulation method that was all too common for gay men.

    He had opened the door to Liang Jingren’s new world, he had provided Liang Jingren with the first stimulation, he had “cured” Liang Jingren, so Liang Jingren, loyal to his desires, became entangled with him, telling him to be rough and give him more force.

    So Liang Jingren said:

    “Thanks to you.”

    But Liang Jingren didn’t thank him.

    He couldn’t even truly forgive him.

    He said forgiveness only to pull him into “amnesia” together.

    Chen Mo gradually understood Liang Jingren’s tears–

    Liang Jingren’s obsession with that night four years ago was no less than his, and even deeper than his.

    But their obsessions were different. Liang Jingren had always harbored resentment, holding a grudge.

    For Liang Jingren, that night, in addition to the pleasure that came later, what was heavily pressed under the bed was a full display of pain, struggle, resentment, and self-hatred.

    Liang Jingren had always only wanted to forget all of this.

    He was the one who wouldn’t let him forget.

    It turned out that what he had missed, imagined, was confident about, and proud of in the past was all his wishful thinking and self-righteousness.

    Liang Jingren’s enthusiasm was fake. Only desire was real.

    And Liang Jingren only needed a massager to satisfy his desire, he didn’t need him at all.

    Chen Mo, having realized the truth, found that he was just a complete clown.

    So hilarious.

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