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This time, Wen Xi wasn't going to back down first during the cold war.
He was genuinely disheartened and fearful. Having a history of being abandoned, he hadn't really trusted the other person. If he was truly so insignificant in that man's heart, then it was time to end it.
Before he fell deeper again, he could treat all that passion and joy as an illusion. After all, in the beginning, he just wanted to make up for his past self.
He was the one who was ridiculous; he wanted to find something from the other person, but ended up losing something instead. Fortunately, it had only just begun to show signs
of progress, and it was still possible to give up now. He buried himself in his busy work; if he wanted to be busy, he could be busier than anyone else. Even though all his subordinates were trembling with fear, afraid of his harsh, almost stern attitude, even Meng Chu asked him privately if something was wrong, since he hadn't smiled for several days.
He was a little surprised. He hadn't noticed until Meng Chu pointed it out. Thinking back, it seemed to be true; he really hadn't smiled since that night.
This fact angered him even more. He tried to force a smile at Meng Chu, "How about that?"
Meng Chu shook his head awkwardly. "A typical forced smile."
"..."
He was speechless with anger. He frowned and signed the document with his pen, so hard he almost tore the paper.
"Um... why don't you call him? Or should I call him and ask him out for dinner?"
"No need!"
Wen Xi refused in a deep voice. So what if he was having a hard time? He'd get used to it. After a while, he'd look no different from anyone else. He was experienced and quite adept at it.
Meng Chu didn't say anything more and could only take the document and leave. As he reached the door, he sighed softly. The sound was very soft, but it struck Wen Xi's heart like lightning—was his pain and depression really that obvious? Was Meng Chu sympathizing with him?
A surge of anger rose from within. He grabbed the pen he had just used to sign and threw it away violently. Still feeling unsatisfied, he swept the entire pen holder to the ground. Only after hearing a loud "bang" did he feel a little better.
The cold war didn't actually last long, but it felt like months to Wen Xi. To his great surprise, on this weekend morning, Mu Dongcheng actually called him, inviting him to spar as usual.
He wanted to say something sarcastic, but inexplicably agreed immediately. He rushed to the club, only to be furious with himself, walking briskly with a sour face.
Mu Dongcheng's expression was calm; he gave him a natural smile upon seeing him. "You're here? Sparring with me."
Very well! Wen Xi changed his clothes and leaped onto the stage, striking without hesitation, repeatedly knocking Mu Dongcheng bent over, slightly panting.
But even with this provocation, the man didn't seem angry, still smiling at him with a hint of ingratiation.
While showering and changing, he saw his handiwork on the other man's body: several bruises, darker in color—he had clearly held back.
His anger subsided considerably, but a slight ache lingered. He spoke in a muffled voice through the fine jets of water, "Does it hurt? Why do you like playing this? Let's try a different sport next time."
Mu Dongcheng slightly raised his eyes to look at him, his smile still so sunny. "It won't hurt much. I know you were holding back. I like this because I'm too weak. It's not good for a man to always need someone to protect him."
"...Whatever."
Wen Xi was about to say "I can protect you," but the last two sentences made him feel uneasy. Not wanting to argue further, he suppressed his emotions and went along with him.
After leaving the club, they found a random place to eat. Before the food arrived, Mu Dongcheng carefully considered his words and took the initiative to make peace, his tone sincere and urgent.
Wen Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but dared not be too happy too soon. He looked at Mu Dongcheng scrutinizingly and asked, "Besides moving in with me, is anything else okay?"
"Yes, as long as it's within my power, I'll try my best to listen to your requests."
Mu Dongcheng's gaze was frank, and he looked so serious.
Wen Xi gave a slightly mocking smile, tapped her fingers lightly on the table, thought for a moment, then leaned forward and whispered in the other's ear, "I want to try some fancy moves, are you willing?"
Mu Dongcheng's eyes widened slightly, "What fancy moves?"
Wen Xi lowered her voice in a particularly wicked tone, "Bondage, rape, uniforms, sex toys... we'll talk about the rest later."
Mu Dongcheng was stunned, his brows furrowed deeply, his breathing became rapid, and his entire upper body tensed up.

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