Lust at first sight - Chapter 036

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"Alright, let's go."
"Are you done begging?"
"Yes, I just silently told Buddha many times in my heart that I want to be with Yiyue for the rest of my life."
"Your wish is indeed grand."
"Is that too far ahead?" Shen Zong smiled shyly. "Actually, I also have a short-term wish, which is..."
"What."
Shen Zong looked at him hesitantly for a while, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Fang Yiyue stopped and stared at him, looking like she was waiting for him to speak.
"I just hope I can sleep with Yiyue tonight."
"...This is way too short."
“Yes,” Shen Zong lowered his eyes and laughed self-deprecatingly, nodding and saying, “Anyway, they are all unrealistic wishes.”
"Who would make realistic wishes?"
“Yes,” Shen Zong said softly, “Everyone makes wishes with unrealistic expectations, but that’s precisely why we have something to look forward to in life.”
His seemingly innate artistic talent flared up again; he spoke as if composing poetry, rambling and mysterious, with an inexplicable sadness about him.
"Where to next?" Fang Yiyue asked after leaving the ancient temple.
Shen Zong looked around. They were in a narrow, old street lined with various simple eateries. Quanzhou's alleys were like this, narrow and somewhat rustic, seemingly unaffected by the high-rise buildings.
"Yiyue, are you hungry? Let's get something to eat."
"What do you want to eat?"
"There seems to be a taro paste shop over there, let's go check it out."
Fang Yiyue dislikes sweets. He always feels that sweet and cloying things are like a trap; once you start eating them, you want to keep eating until you can't escape the sweet shackles. Moreover, he privately believes that excessive sugar intake may make people stupid; at least scientific research shows that it affects cognitive and learning abilities.
Shen Zong ordered a small bowl of taro paste, sprinkled with black sesame seeds, and its rich aroma wafted over.
“When I was little, I especially loved eating these sweet things.” Shen Zong scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, a slight smile playing on his lips. “And I would eat them non-stop.”
“Really?” Fang Yiyue watched him eat one bite after another. “No wonder he’s become so stupid.”
Shen Zong laughed, scooped up a mouthful, and held it to his lips. "Try it."
"I won't eat it."
"Just a taste."
Fang Yiyue couldn't resist him, so she took a spoon and scooped up a small amount herself. "It's fucking sweet, like candy is free."
“But it’s delicious,” Shen Zong said with a smile, licking his spoon. “When I was little, I had a sweet tooth and often secretly used my pocket money to buy taro paste at the school gate. When I was caught, my dad would beat me.”
Looking at his tempting licking motion and affectionate gaze, Fang Yiyue said, "He deserves a beating."
"After being beaten, I became wary of taro paste and only dared to eat it in recent years."
"That's absolutely deserved."
"Yes, because I was too greedy. I always wanted it to be sweeter and sweeter, thinking that if I ate more sweet food, I would be happier in life."
“Hey Shen, you’re acting strange today,” Fang Yiyue put down her spoon and stared at him. “Did you take the wrong medicine? Why are you saying so many nonsensical things?”
"Maybe it's because I just made a wish," a hazy, moonlit emotion welled up in Shen Zong's eyes, and a hint of melancholy crept into his smile. "I have so many thoughts, and before I know it, I'm blurting them out..."
"Stop thinking about it, just finish eating."
Where do we go next?
“How should I know?” Fang Yiyue shrugged. “Didn’t you decide on the itinerary?”
"Oh, I forgot... It's okay, I'll check now." Shen Zong quickly took out his phone, fiddled with it for a bit, and asked, "Yi Yue, do you want to go to the guesthouse? It's in a town outside Quanzhou, but it's only an hour's bus ride away. The online reviews are pretty good."
Fang Yiyue glanced at it and said, "Then let's go, we have nothing else to do anyway."
"Okay, I'll leave after I finish this." Shen Zong said, quickly picking up the spoon to finish the remaining taro paste. Even after it was all gone, he still lingered, savoring every last bit of sweetness, almost licking it clean.
Fang Yiyue chuckled as she watched him eat like that: "Alright, stop eating. It'll be too late if we don't leave now."
Seeing that the other person was still eating, he grabbed Shen Zong by the collar and lifted him up. The latter was dragged out of the store by him, stumbling along the way, accompanied by strange looks from the store owner.
"You surnamed Shen, aren't you ashamed of yourself...?"
Before Fang Yiyue could finish speaking, his lips were firmly kissed by the other party. Shen Zong's tongue, carrying the sweet scent of taro paste, gently yet firmly entered his mouth, using all the kissing techniques he had taught him over the past few months to complete a quick and clever French kiss, then immediately separated and nervously looked at him who had been ambushed.
Fortunately, there weren't many pedestrians, otherwise, two good-looking men kissing might have attracted a crowd.
Fang Yiyue stared at him for a while, then touched her lips that had been kissed: "What's wrong with you now?"
Relieved that he hadn't gotten angry, Shen Zong blushed slightly and whispered, "It's nothing, I just wanted to kiss you..."
Fang Yiyue didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the bus stop, and Shen Zong quickly followed.
Fortunately, transportation is convenient, and Quanzhou is not a large city with no traffic jams. The two of them took an intercity bus for less than an hour to reach the town.
After getting off the bus, the two were greeted by a typical scene of a rural-urban fringe area: third-rate, flamboyant barbershops, knock-off clothing store logos, and a group of rural youths strolling around. Looking around, they couldn't see any signs of a scenic area.
"Where is that house?"
"Let me turn on the navigation," Shen Zong said, taking out his phone to start searching. After a while, he said sheepishly, "This... it seems to be about three kilometers away. Should I take a taxi?"
"Do you see any taxis around here?" Fang Yiyue glanced at the passing motorcyclists, all of whom had brightly colored, flamboyant hair and he had no desire to take them for a ride.
"Shall we walk over there?"
"Let's go."
Following the navigation, the two walked north along the street for several hundred meters before turning right and heading east into an alley. The buildings here were even more dilapidated, and there was a filthy food stall that reeked of household garbage. Both of them covered their noses and quickened their pace, passing through this pungent area.
"The road here looks difficult to travel. Let's take a car back if we can," Fang Yiyue said, frowning.
Looking at his expression, Shen Zong said, "How about we turn back now?"
"We've come this far, why turn back? Let's go take a look."
"Sorry... Yi Yue, I chose the wrong place," Shen Zong said softly.
"Alright, let's go."
The two walked about a hundred meters further, and the road finally opened up a bit, revealing a seemingly deserted and desolate street. On both sides of the street were rows of dilapidated houses with typical wide wooden doors. Some doors had signs for "Barbershop" or "Small Shop," suggesting they were combined businesses. There weren't many people on the street; almost all those standing in their doors were women. A few men walked to and fro or wandered around, casting curious glances at Fang Yiyue and Shen Zong as they approached.
Fang Yiyue felt something was off as soon as he entered. He looked at the women standing at the door, their high heels, platform shoes, heavy makeup, and brightly colored clothes. Some of them were smoking, and when their eyes met his, they seemed to be glued to him, their expressions meaningful.
Out of the corner of their eye, they noticed that several men who appeared to be wandering around were watching them.
He grabbed Shen Zong's arm and whispered, "Let's go."
Shen Zong, oblivious to everything, stared at his phone: "Wait a minute, Yi Yue, I feel like this navigation might be wrong..."
Just then, a woman standing at the door threw down her cigarette and walked towards them. She pulled open her denim jacket, revealing a low-cut tank top, and showed her ample breasts to Fang Yiyue: "Boss, fifty bucks for a blowjob first, then the real thing, how about a quickie?"
"No need." Fang Yiyue coldly refused, pulling Shen Zong forward.
The streetwalker followed closely behind: "We have other types of girls, boss, you can choose whichever you like. They've been standing here for two hours, so why don't you come this time?"
Fang Yiyue turned her head and glared at her coldly: "Didn't you hear me say I don't need it?"
"Boss, this is so boring. If you come here and don't buy anything, what are you even doing here?"
Shen Zong, who had been standing there dumbfounded, finally came to his senses and asked in astonishment, "They're...prostitution?"
"You're only just realizing that now?" Fang Yiyue rolled her eyes at him.
"But……?!"
Shen Zonggang was about to say something when his hand suddenly went empty. He turned around and saw that the streetwalker had snatched his phone while they were talking.
"Damn it!" Fang Yiyue cursed and chased after him.
Shen Zong also rushed over in a panic. He saw the prostitute run into a house with a black cloth hanging in it, and Fang Yiyue rushed in as well, so he had no choice but to follow.
The men who had been lounging on the street immediately perked up, and several strong men quickly followed them into the houses.
The house was dimly lit. They followed the prostitute up to the second floor until they stopped in front of a narrow room. The prostitute stood at the doorway, from which they could see the large window inside, through which light streamed in, illuminating her heavily made-up face.
"Give me the phone." Fang Yiyue stepped forward and tried to snatch it away.
The prostitute nimbly dodged, then shoved Shen Zong's phone into her bra. "Boss, come here if you want it, and while you're at it, have a quickie, it's only fifty yuan." She then gestured with her eyes to the thugs swarming downstairs.
"Here's a hundred, give me your phone."
"No, they're watching downstairs."
"two hundred."
The streetwalker smiled when she saw Fang Yiyue take out the money, then took out her phone from her bra and was about to hand it back.
Fang Yiyue's eyes were cold as she frowned and took the phone.
The streetwalker laughed at his expression, then suddenly leaned in and said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Boss, actually, someone as handsome as you can get the whole service for free, no money required..."
Shen Zong, who had been silent all along, suddenly rushed over, ripped the streetwalker clinging to Fang Yiyue, and punched her in the face with a thud, his eyes red with rage.
The prostitute was knocked to the ground, blood gushing from her nose and mouth.
"What are you doing?!" Fang Yiyue shouted in astonishment.

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