Not forever

As the plane gradually descended, the scenery on the ground became clearer: winding, narrow roads, low-rise buildings, numerous red rooftops,
lush lawns and trees. This was Düsseldorf, a major city in Germany. From the air, Yang Yu felt no sense of bustling activity; instead, he saw
more of a European pastoral landscape, and he particularly liked this tranquility and peace.

He's back here again, this time to pursue a master's degree. He spent half a year as an exchange student in Germany, so Yang Yu is no stranger to Germany. He should be
able to get by easily this time, finish his studies quickly, and then return to China to find a good job.

After getting out of the taxi, Yang Yu checked the address, map, and street signs. This was it—a student apartment complex on the outskirts of the city, consisting of a dozen or so three- or
four-story apartment buildings. Because it was opposite Düsseldorf Hospital, the environment here was exceptionally nice. In front of her was a spacious
lawn depression, surrounded by low, dark green shrubs, with a small pond in the middle. Two pigeons were flapping their wings and preening
their feathers .

"Hehe, even if you two play in the water, you won't become a couple." Yang Yu laughed as he pulled his heavy suitcase towards a three-story
building across the street. It was already evening, and bright yellow lights shone from the apartment's windows, highlighting the different room designs—simple
yet distinct in style. Since it was the weekend, he couldn't find the building manager, so after seeing the instructions on the wall, Yang Yu got the key from the building manager on the first floor. Everything
was arranged smoothly. He was exhausted and wanted to get to his room as soon as possible, take a hot shower, and then get a good night's sleep to relieve
the fatigue of the journey. "What kind of person will my roommate be?" Yang Yu was somewhat worried. Because of the time constraints, he hadn't been assigned a single room this time;
the only room available immediately was this double room. Yang Yu considered himself easygoing and capable of getting along well with others. Realizing that he had already stopped in
front of room , Yang Yu checked the room number again, saw the name c.strobel above the doorbell, and then pressed the doorbell.

After ringing the doorbell twice without any response, Yang Yu took out his key and unlocked the door. The key turned, indicating this was the place. Pushing open the door, Yang Yu froze.
Directly opposite the door was a large single bed, 140cm wide, and on it lay a completely naked man, wearing headphones and flipping through a magazine.
The man noticed the unusual situation, looked up, and met Yang Yu's eyes. "Shit, it's a foreigner!" the man yelled in German, then
threw the magazine, which slammed against the door, causing it to close by itself.

"How could anyone arrange a room with the bed right in front of the door? And, could I have run into Nazis?" Yang Yu suddenly felt apprehensive about the future and
muttered to himself as he faced the closed door.

A dozen seconds later, the door opened, and this time he saw a half-naked man. The man was wearing faded, ripped jeans.
This guy was really tall, a head taller than Yang Yu, who was 1.85 meters tall. His smooth, shoulder-length blond hair fell naturally, forming a beautiful curve. His face was well-defined, his
thin lips showed a hint of coldness, and his stubble gave him a decadent look. His clear, grey-green eyes were staring at Yang Yu with a cold, repulsive
light. His muscles were well-developed and toned, and his bronze skin would have required some effort to achieve in the sunless environment of Germany. This was what they called blond hair, blue eyes, and
a perfect physique. It was a pity he was born the wrong gender, Yang Yu thought with a sigh.

The man glanced sideways, his sharp gaze vanishing instantly, replaced by a helpless languor. He said in English, "Hi, hello, I'm Christian. You're my new
roommate, right? Come in." Then he stepped aside, and without waiting for Yang Yu to introduce herself, he turned and walked into the room.

"My name is Yu, your new roommate. I speak German, and I study German literature," Yang Yu said fluently in standard German. Christian turned around,
glanced at Yang Yu out of the corner of his eye for a long time, and then said, "How about this, the left side is yours, and the right side is mine. That's your bed." Yang Yu dragged his suitcase into the room. Following
Christian thumb, he saw a small bed placed against the left wall, with four boxes of empty beer bottles and some discarded aluminum cans piled on it,
along with some clothes that looked like they had been worn and were waiting to be washed.

"I hope we don't bother each other," Christian said coldly, pushing his bed to the right to make room for equal distribution.

Yang Yu paused for a moment, then looked at the bed full of "trash" and smiled, saying, "I hope so too!"

This is a room of about 40 square meters, with a bathroom, kitchen, and balcony—small but perfectly formed. The rearranged room has
two hemispheres, one neat and tidy, reflecting the owner's clean and tidy lifestyle. The other side is a mess, with items scattered about—the owner, well, is
untainted by the chaos . One wall hangs a faux-oil painting of sunflowers, adding vibrancy to the room; the other wall is covered with pictures of various nude women, also making the space
lively. Although it feels somewhat incongruous, Yang Yu and Christian actually get along quite well, and after a few days, they've both gotten used to it.

"I never expected to have an Asian roommate, especially a nerdy one. He's rigid, old-fashioned, and boring. It's unbearable."

"Is this about me?" This guy is really sarcastic. Yang Yu didn't intend to pay attention to him, otherwise it would be really boring. She changed the subject: "Which kitchen utensils
are shared ?" Yang Yu planned to go to the city center and buy some if needed.

"All kitchen utensils are shared, all household appliances are shared—except for my electric shaver!"

"You're really serious, typical of Germans." Of course, an electric shaver is a personal item, need I say more?

"Huh?" Christian clearly didn't understand.

"Alright, see you tonight." There was no point in saying more, so Yang Yu decided to continue studying.

Christian didn't ask any more questions, leaving the room filled with the scents of cologne and shaving lotion, before
heading off to class looking every bit the dashing, tall, and imposing European heartthrob.

Although Christian was carefree and easygoing, he was still German and followed the law.
He was quiet before 8 a.m. and after 10 p.m., and all day on Sundays, so Yang Yu's studies and life weren't greatly affected, and he slept well. Yang Yu even
thought having such a roommate wasn't so bad, but this thought only lasted until the new semester officially started. As the workload increased, Christian, who
seemed to only know how to eat, drink, and have fun, did indeed have poor grades. As a result, various beautiful women, both young and old, frequently appeared at his house, some bringing notes, others tutoring
him pleasure! However, Yang Yu thought it was fine as long as they didn't disturb him. But this thought only lasted until
one day when he came home and stood at the door, he heard sounds of lovemaking coming from inside the room. The man's panting and the woman's moans mingled together. Okay, Yang Yu thought they were all adults,
nothing wrong with that, so he wisely sat in the hallway to read until the beautiful women left the room before he went in. However, this idea only lasted for two
weeks , as he could no longer tolerate waiting at the door every day.

"Excuse me, could you please not do this so often? Don't leave me homeless every day!"

"So having an Asian roommate is also a problem for me; they just don't understand. I've already been very reserved." Christian helplessly spread
his hands and shrugged.

"I don't think my request is excessive. This is my room too." Yang Yu was really angry. He emphasized that he hoped the other party would understand.

"I finish work after 10 PM and don't make any noise, so it's not illegal."

"Am I supposed to be able to enter the room after 10 p.m. every day?" Yang Yu felt that she could no longer maintain her good manners.

"No, you can come into the room at any time."

"You're shameless!"

"No, I'm stating the facts," Christian said, unusually serious.

Negotiations broke down. Yang Yu desperately wanted to find a place to move, but his meager scholarship wasn't enough to afford
private housing in Düsseldorf, a city known for its high cost of living. Aside from this incident, Yang Yu and Christian didn't have any major disagreements, and the apartment was indeed quite nice, so Yang Yu ultimately
decided to put up with it. However, he didn't want Christian to have it too easy, so if Christian came home early and Yang Yu couldn't enter his room, he wouldn't
remain silent as before. Instead, he would knock loudly on the door and politely say, "Excuse me, I'm home."

When I'm in a bad mood, I'll sit at the door and bang on it, stopping the clock every two minutes, saying, "Please hurry up and let me in." I keep banging on it
.

Christian often fought until he was completely exhausted and extremely excited, but he would be disturbed. However, he was extremely adaptable and gradually developed a super high level of composure in
the face of chaos . No matter how big the storm was outside, he would stay calm and collected.

One day, Yang Yu returned home. As she reached her apartment building, she suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate. She rushed upstairs, desperate to relieve herself. Meanwhile, the sounds of their lovemaking
had , pounded on the door: "Christian, please stop! Let me in, I need to use the restroom!"

"Okay, okay, wait a little longer, wait a little longer. Ah—" Christian's voice was panting, distorted by desire.

Yang Yu frowned, biting his lower lip, his arms crossed, his waist gradually bending. He forced himself to endure, waiting. After a long time, there was still no sound of the door opening, but
the sounds of fighting inside grew louder and louder.

"Christian, I'm coming in." This time, he didn't care anymore. He steeled himself, took out his key, and opened the door. The lock remained, and the door was locked from the inside. Christian
had never done anything like this before, to ensure Yang Yu's right to come and go as she pleased, and Yang Yu, out of politeness, wouldn't barge in.

"Let me in, I need to use the restroom, please, I promise I won't bother you again!" He had already started pleading.

Yang Yu could barely bear it any longer: "Shit, Christian, you beast, let me in!" For the first time, he cursed without any regard for his image: "Are you ever going to stop
? Let me in!" He kicked the door hard, then squatted down, it was just too painful.

The indoor "music" continued. Yang Yu had resigned himself to his fate. Was he really going to urinate in the hallway? In broad daylight? He couldn't bear the embarrassment
. He pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, struggled to his feet, and, leaning against the wall, thought, "Okay, I'll go ask for the restroom, alright?"

Yang Yu struggled down the corridor, banging loudly on every door he saw: "Excuse me, could I use the restroom?" He pounded on five or six doors without any
response . These guys usually party all day long, were they all studying today? Was the heavens against me? Beads of sweat even appeared on Yang Yu's forehead: "Excuse me,
could I use your restroom?" He couldn't walk any further. As his body slumped down, his hand, which had been used to knock, touched the doorknob. The door wasn't locked;
it opened.

Yang Yu checked the name on the doorbell: Leon Werner. Great, it was a guy. He burst in and rushed into the bathroom. He unzipped his pants,
not caring much, and started relieving himself. He could hear running water coming from behind the shower curtain nearby, as if the homeowner was taking a shower. While relieving himself, he explained,
"Sorry to bother you, I really need to use the toilet, but my roommate, that bastard, that big jerk, is having sex in broad daylight. I can't get into the room, I really have no
choice . Thank you so much for using your toilet!"

After relieving himself of most of his urine, Yang Yu felt relieved and stopped concentrating on urinating. He looked up and saw
the scene behind the shower curtain reflected in the mirror hanging above the sink. The sound of running water stopped, and Yang Yu finished urinating. Silence fell. His wide eyes were filled with astonishment. He remained
motionless in his previous position, only slowly turning his head towards the shower curtain. With a "hiss," the shower curtain was pulled aside, revealing the scene inside: in
the bathtub , a fair-skinned man was sitting on top of another man. The fair-skinned man had a delicate face. He was resting his chin on his arms, leaning
on the edge of the bathtub, expressionless, but his azure eyes shone with amazement as he stared intently at Yang Yu's still-unconcealed penis. A soft,
steady voice floated from his red lips: "Okay, don't be shy, please use it as you like!" The other man beside him could no longer contain himself and burst into
laughter .

Yang Yu didn't even bother to zip up his pants. He just pulled them up and rushed out the door. Because he was in such a hurry, he bumped into the side of the door and stumbled, almost falling.
However, this did not affect the speed at which he disappeared!

After the incident, Christian apologized multiple times, but Yang Yu still held a grudge. It's unclear whether this counts as taking his anger out on Yang Yu,
but he didn't speak to Christian for a week. Recently, Christian has been very well-behaved and hasn't brought any girls home.

"Rain, I'm going to the supermarket to buy some things. Do you want me to bring you anything?" Christian asked cautiously.

"I'll write down a shopping list, you buy it for me, and give me the bill when you get back so I can transfer the money to you." Was she really going to stay angry about this? Yang Yu
decided to forget about it.

"Rain, you're not angry anymore?" Christian was clearly pleased. "If you really didn't like it, I wouldn't have brought any girls back."

"It's okay, just tell me the time next time. I'll be back later. This place is like our home, and I hope everyone is comfortable here."

"Okay, thank you." Then, Christian happily drove his little Beetle to buy groceries, and the relationship between the two improved a bit.

Aside from classes, Yang Yu spent most of his time reading in the library. He didn't want Christian to feel uncomfortable, and the library was indeed a
good place to study. Yang Yu selected a few books and found a quiet spot. He sat down at a large wooden table, surrounded by tall, dark brown wooden
bookshelves, creating a relatively enclosed space with only a narrow aisle connecting it to the outside. The space had a quiet and solemn feel,
perfect for reading thick books. He opened the book and began to read, time slowly passing by.

"So you're here!" A strange voice, yet a familiar tone.

Looking up, Yang Yu immediately recalled the man from her memory; he was the fair-skinned man from the bathroom incident.

"Hello, my name is Leo, I'm in the medical school." His eyes were full of smiles.

"Hello, I'm Yu, from the Literature Department," Yang Yu said politely.

"Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?" He got straight to the point.

"No." The answer was honest, simple, and direct.

"Can you be my boyfriend?"

"Where's your boyfriend?" Although it was a private matter, Yang Yu was curious and couldn't help but ask.

"I don't remember where to find him, it doesn't matter." Leo didn't seem to care and didn't want to talk about it anymore, but in an instant his eyes became serious as he
stared straight at Yang Yu: "You're an interesting person, it must be wonderful to be with you."

"I'm sorry, I may have to disappoint you, but I am not gay."

"So you're rejecting me because I'm a man? Do you even know what a man's caresses are like?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Leo slowly knelt down, reaching one hand under the table and placing it on Yang Yu's knee. Yang Yu flinched, straightening her knees and saying in a low voice, "I'm sorry, please
don't touch me."

"Okay, I won't touch you." Leo raised his hands in surrender. "Why don't you try it first before making a decision? It won't cost you
anything ." He stood up, sat on the table, quickly took off his shoes and socks, and twisted his body, lying prone on the table. He placed his palms on the table,
slowly supporting his body with his arms, then gradually raised his waist, arching his back, and gently moved closer to Yang Yu. He raised his head, his left eyebrow tilting upwards, and then
leaned close to Yang Yu's ear, whispering with his breath, "Try it, hold me. I can give you everything a woman can give you.
I'm better than them."

"Excuse me, you're blocking my book."

"Oh, is that so? I should be the one apologizing." Leo stepped back, casually sitting on the table with his legs spread apart, slowly reaching towards Yang Yu. He
unbuttoned his jeans with his right hand, then pulled down the zipper. His penis was so swollen that its full shape was visible even through his white briefs, the cotton
fabric clinging diagonally to his lower abdomen. He placed his left index finger on his red lips, licked it with his pink tongue, then sucked it into his mouth,
slowly pulling it out. His finger then slid down his lower lip, across his pointed chin, his fair neck, across his chest, and down to his side. He
used this hand for support, leaning his body slightly backward. At this moment, his right hand began to gently roam from the base of his penis to the tip, his body trembling, his head tilting
back. Yang Yu heard Leo gasp. Leo's four fingers pushed up the hem of his t-shirt, slowly revealing his muscular abdomen,
then his two pink nipples, which froze instantly in the sudden chill. Leo's eyes were already glazed and wet. He looked up at Yang Yu,
his eyes filled with longing: "Come on, I promise I won't make a sound."

Yang Yu ignored him, turned a page of her book, and said helplessly, "You're really bothering me. I don't even really know you!"

"Did I trap you?" Leo looked at his legs, suddenly curled up, rolled over, and lay sideways on the large table facing Yang Yu. "We've done it, so we
know each other now. I really want to get to know you!"

Yang Yu continued reading. Having experienced the noise of self-study classes, why would he be afraid of him? He ignored him! Leo lay quietly on the table watching Yang Yu read. He was also about
1.8 meters tall, with long, slender muscles and milky white, translucent skin, giving him a delicate and frail appearance. Suddenly, he
curled his legs up, arched his body, covered his penis with his hands, and began to breathe heavily, the breathing growing heavier and heavier.

"Haven't you had enough fun yet?"

"Uh—hiss—" His body began to tremble slightly as if in spasm, his legs began to rub against each other gently, his head was tilted back to its maximum limit,
his eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes were intertwined, his lips opened and closed as if extending the most enthusiastic invitation, even his fair and slender toes were tense
: "Ah, let me go, I don't want to, ah—ah—" His voice began to slowly become louder from weak: "Ah—uh—" The groans and
panting sounds were particularly clear in the quiet library.

The sound continued like that until Yang Yu finally looked up at Leo. He thought, "Has this guy gone mad?" "You—please, don't do this,
okay ?"

"Ah—ah—um—I don't want to!" Leo gasped for breath, completely ignoring what Yang Yu was saying. Then, Yang Yu heard
the approaching sound of high heels. The librarian walked over, stood in front of the two of them, looked at the bizarre scene, suppressed his anger, and politely said, "
Excuse me, gentlemen, this is a library. Please keep quiet. Thank you for your cooperation!" After saying that, he turned and left.

Yang Yu closed the book: "Excuse me, I need to check the book. Please continue!" He also picked up his book and turned to leave.

Leo stared in the direction Yang Yu had disappeared, remaining motionless for a long time: "Oops, failed. I'll try again next time."

At noon, Yang Yu was looking for a seat in the school's central cafeteria, carrying her tray.

"Here!" Leo saw him from afar, waved and called out to him, attracting the attention of many people.

It was difficult to find a seat during peak dining hours, and Yang Yu didn't want Leo to feel awkward in front of his fellow German, so he braced himself and walked over: "Hello,
it's been a long time ."

"Yes, it's a shame I never seem to run into you. There's an empty seat here, please sit down." Leo pointed to the empty seat next to him, gesturing for Yang Yu to sit down.

"This is Susie, my classmate."

After Yang Yu took his seat, he saw a cute girl with light brown hair sitting opposite him. He smiled and introduced himself: "Hello, I'm Yu."

"Hello, I'm Susie." She glanced at her empty plate, then looked up and said, "I'm done, I'm leaving now. Oh, by the way, Leo, could you
lend me your final exam study notes?"

"Okay, should I come to my house to pick it up, or should I bring it to you next week?"

"I'll come to your place tonight to pick it up. Oh, and let's go swimming together on Saturday," the girl suggested.

"Okay, Yu, let's go together too." Leo looked at Yang Yu.

"I still need to revise my paper, you guys go have fun."

"Let's leave it to Leo. He might not be the best at literature, but at least he's German. It's good to relax once in a while. Let's all join in!"
The girl added, inviting everyone to join in.

Yang Yu felt that it would be pretentious to refuse any longer, so he readily told the girl, "Okay, see you on Saturday."

After watching the girl leave, Leo turned to Yang Yu and said, "I'll come find you on Saturday. I'll drive. Let's go together."

Leo's attitude was very natural, and Yang Yu felt that she shouldn't overthink it; being paranoid would only make things worse: "Okay." Yang Yu accepted.

On Saturday, we went swimming. Besides Yang Yu, Leo, and Susie, two other boys and one girl came, making it quite lively. Everyone had a great time. Leo is very outgoing
and talkative, and very popular. During the break, he and Yang Yu chatted very well and gradually got to know each other.

Time flies by uneventfully, and before you know it, Yang Yu has been in Germany for half a year, and the new semester is about to begin.

Yang Yu and Leo maintained a normal friendship. Leo often went to Yang Yu's house on weekends to drink beer and chat. When they were alone, Leo would
say to Yang Yu, "Be my boyfriend!" Then, seeing Yang Yu's helpless expression, he would change his mind and say, "I was just kidding."

Yang Yu and Christian each have their own circle of friends. Although they live together and don't get along well with each other's attitudes towards life, they've gotten used to it and
often chat about all sorts of things, then exchange a few playful insults. Yang Yu cleans the entire house to prevent any localized mess from affecting the overall look, while Christian
is responsible for grocery shopping, laundry, and sorting the trash. They work together, and their life is quite comfortable.

One day, Leo ran over to Yang Yu and said excitedly, "It's the first day of school for new students, let's go play together!"

"I don't think I'm a freshman, and neither are you, right?"

"Rain, you can go! You didn't go last semester, did you? The orientation program is really interesting. You can go and experience it; it'll be a great life experience,"
Christian suddenly interjected.

"Yes, I go every semester. I'm a freshman every semester, forever young." Leo was very happy: "Christian, you should come too."

"I'm sorry, I have a date with my sweetheart and can't accompany you two young men, haha. Leo, please take care of Yu when you go out to play."

"Okay. Of course."

Christian left the room filled with the scent of cologne before heading out.

"I'm not a child anymore, why should I need to take care of me?"

"Are you going?" Leo asked expectantly.

Let's go.

"Wow, that's awesome!" Leo cheered like a child.

To be honest, Yang Yu initially found it a bit boring. The freshmen were divided into groups of about 20 people, led by upperclassmen to get to know the school and then
the city. He didn't understand why Leo was so enthusiastic about it. But he quickly realized—it was truly a crazy day!

A group of about 20 people planned to go to the city center together. It was an unforgettable day, and they wanted to leave a mark on their memories. Finally, the group leader pulled a large
bundle of toilet paper from the school restroom and said to everyone, "Come on, let's go to the bustling city!" Then he handed the toilet paper to Yang Yu, who was standing on the far left: "Here, put it through your pants leg
. Don't let it break!"

The toilet paper was threaded through Yang Yu's left trouser leg, out through the waistband, then through the left cuff, out through the right cuff, back into the waistband, and finally out through the right
trouser leg Then it was threaded through Leo's left trouser leg, and so on. After more than 20 people were strung together with the toilet paper, they happily and unsteadily strolled along
Düsseldorf's busiest pedestrian street, getting to know the city.

"You know what? When the toilet paper came off my pants, it was still warm from your body. It felt so good!" Leo suddenly turned to Yang Yu and said
with a smile .

Yang Yu felt a chill run through her body, and her right elbow snapped, tearing the toilet paper.

"Haha, it broke! They should be punished!" the others shouted, jeering.

Later, the group leader bought a bunch of balloons and started the punishment games on the roadside near the school. Other students were also punished, it was just a game of popping
balloons , but they had to do it in positions suggested by the other students. On the first day of school, the students hardly knew each other, and no one was polite, so the games
were endless. The simplest was for two boys and girls to hug each other and pop the balloons. Everyone had seen two boys standing on a trash can, holding onto a lamppost, popping balloons in
a standing sex position. A girl was forced to lie flat on the ground with a balloon on her stomach, and another girl had to sit on her
and pop the balloon. For some reason, the balloon was so strong that the girl on top sat on it more than ten times, but it didn't pop. The girl lying flat covered her face,
too scared to watch anymore. The girls were all being treated like this, so the culprit couldn't be let off the hook. A red-haired boy pushed over a bicycle,
looked at Yang Yu and Leo, and said, "Okay, this is the last balloon. You two decide who's on the bottom."

"No way, you guys are so cruel!" Leo wailed, but no one paid him any attention. "I promised Christian I'd take care of you, so I'll do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leo was immediately forced to sit on the ground by a boy and two girls, his legs spread open, a balloon placed between them, and the red-haired boy pushed his bicycle
inside , the front wheel pressing against the balloon and squeezing it towards Leo's genitals. Then he turned and handed the handlebars to Yang Yu, saying, "Okay, pop it!"

Yang Yu, holding onto the handlebars, looked at Leo, who was pinned down and unable to move. Leo's large, watery blue eyes stared at him, and Yang Yu heard Leo say pitifully,
"Yu, be careful, I'll need it later!"

What felt like a sweet first day of school for Leo was perhaps nothing short of a disaster for Yang Yu. However, seeing another group of freshmen playing wildly on the nearby lawn
, Yang Yu felt quite lucky. That group of students was dancing the Tomato Dance to music emanating from a tape recorder; the boys were all down to their
underwear—a bizarre underwear show of various colors: briefs, boxers, sports bras. The girls were allowed to keep their bras and panties on—lace, cute,
sexy—like a voluptuous lingerie exhibition. In their carefree youth, as time passed, most of these unconventional kids would likely become
the meticulous and serious Germans known for their discipline!

Yang Yu's group was playing "spin, spin, spin," focusing on a beer bottle on the ground and running around it. Once stopped, they completely lost their balance;
Yang Yu had already tried it, and thankfully two girls caught him. Now, Leo was spinning. He stopped, steady as if nothing was wrong, and started
walking towards Yang Yu's group. Suddenly, he stumbled and fell forward. Yang Yu and a boy next to him immediately caught him. After absorbing Leo's
weight , Yang Yu gently and naturally pushed the kind boy aside, letting Leo lean on his shoulder. Leo's eyes were glazed, but he was still giggling:
"Wow, so amazing! So dizzy!"

After the group disbanded, the two went to the new semester party and partied until after 10 p.m. Leo finally decided to go home. Stepping out of the auditorium, away from
the noise, Leo felt a chill in the night sky. Then, he heard Yang Yu behind him say, "Are you satisfied now?"

Leo turned around and looked at Yang Yu: "Hmm, just add one more thing and I'll be truly satisfied." He walked over and stood in front of Yang Yu: "Yu, please be my
boyfriend."

"Wouldn't it be better if we were friends?" Yang Yu answered this question directly for the first time.

"I feel it's not enough, I want more!" Leo was always honest, then he asked softly, "Rain, you don't have a girlfriend or boyfriend, don't you
feel lonely? Doesn't your body want to release?"

"I get lonely, but the release of desires can't eliminate loneliness," Yang Yu smiled.

After a long silence, Leo suddenly leaned over and lightly kissed Yang Yu's fair cheek, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'm satisfied! Let's
go home ."

School has started, and everyone is busy. Yang Yu has taken a lot of courses this semester, so she rarely spends time at home except on weekends.

On Friday night, Leo ran upstairs and pounded on Yang Yu's door: "Yu, are you there? Yu, open the door, I need you! Yu—"

The door opened, and it wasn't Yang Yu. Christian appeared in front of Leo: "Leo, you must know that only Yu can break down my door, sir. Please
ring the doorbell." After saying that, he turned and went into the room, sat down at the desk, and started reading.

Leo followed him in: "Isn't Yu home? Where did he go? He shouldn't have any classes at this time."

"How should I know? He might have gone to the library."

"I've looked everywhere, he's not here."

Christian found this guy's reputation rather amusing, and turned to look at him: "Can't you wait a little longer?"

"This is ridiculous. Do you think he'll come to me in a little while? I don't know where he went. Why don't I know? Why don't I understand?"
Leo muttered, looking down at the ground.

"You lunatic, aren't you an adult? Still looking for your father?" Christian was vicious; Leo's anger had no effect on him, so
he didn't hold back. He saw Leo slowly raise his head, and was immediately stunned by the burning lust in those deep blue eyes.

"I'm an adult, that's fine." Leo walked up to Christian, his eyes gleaming with a strange light: "We're the same kind!" Then he
tore open Christian's clothes.

...

Yang Yu went into the storage room of the teaching building, opened her locker, and took out her schoolbag and clothes.

"Yu, why didn't you come to the discussion class today?" A petite girl next to Yang Yu asked as she closed the cabinet.

"A professor from the University of Munich gave a lecture today, the topic of which I found very interesting. It was scheduled to start at 2 PM, so I skipped the discussion class.
The lecture was excellent, but it lasted for 5 hours, and now I can't listen to German anymore," Yang Yu said, looking dejected.

"Haha, I'm so sorry, I speak German." The girl laughed and said, "By the way, a boy named Leo came looking for you before and after class. He seemed to be
in a hurry, saying he had to find you. I wonder what it's about."

"Oh, thank you." Yang Yu took out his phone from his bag and saw 32 missed calls, all from Leo. What was that kid up to now? He pressed
the call button to call Leo back, but no one answered after a long time. "Never mind, let's go home."

As Yang Yu reached her front door, she heard Christian roar with unbridled excitement, "That's fantastic! Your body is amazing, it's so exciting! Uh—
"

Yang Yu thought to himself, "I should be used to this by now." He stood there blankly outside the door, feeling very strange. He didn't ring the doorbell, didn't knock, and didn't speak.
Yang Yu unlocked the door with his key, quietly walked in, and then immediately stopped. He saw two naked men on the large bed: one was Christian,
and the other was Leo.

Leo knelt on the bed, head bowed, breathing softly and rhythmically with the swaying of his body. Christian knelt behind him, hands on his waist,
thrusting in from behind. The two bodies collided violently, the faint sounds filling the room with an atmosphere of decadence. Christian pulled Leo's waist
forcefully towards himself, thrusting forward in a final sprint. His entire body arched backward, his back forming a small, elegant curve, only
his lower body exploring forward, instinctively seeking union with Leo. "Ah—" he cried out hoarsely, reaching climax. He paused, savoring the afterglow of his orgasm, then used
his waist to pull his upper body back up, collapsing onto Leo. The two fell onto the bed together, Christian's long, sweaty golden hair cascading down,
spreading across Leo's snow-white shoulders and back, like a chrysanthemum blooming with dew, exceptionally alluring. He lay on Leo's back, breathing heavily, still unable to concentrate. Leo
was pinned down. He slowly turned his head to look at Yang Yu. His clear blue eyes were devoid of any emotion, staring blankly. Suddenly, he covered his
eyes , then slowly turned his head back and buried his face deeply in the soft pillow.

Yang Yu bit his lower lip, turned his face away, and walked out of the room. After gently closing the door, he stood silently facing it for a long time,
then turned around, pressing his back against the wall. His schoolbag fell to the ground, and his body gradually slid down until he sat on one knee. He leaned back, gazing
quietly at the white ceiling. Yang Yu smiled sadly; he finally understood his own heart, but unfortunately, it was too late.

"I'm sorry, Rain, I didn't inform you beforehand and made you feel awkward," Christian said apologetically. "This was truly an accident!"

"I know, and I'm sorry for barging in like that." Yang Yu teased, "Did you change your gender? Don't you like beautiful women anymore?"

"I don't care, as long as I feel good. Leo is gay, and what about you? He keeps bothering you."

"Me? I have sexual orientation disorder," Yang Yu said with a smile.

"You've known each other for almost half a year, but nothing has happened. There's no passion, and nothing sparks fly."

"You're right, aren't you? So what do you think we should do?"

"If I meet a new woman and find her attractive, I naturally want to sleep with her right away. If I don't want to sleep with her after a month,
it means I'm not interested in her anymore, and nothing more is likely to happen."

"Well, that makes some sense," Yang Yu said with a wry smile.

To Yang Yu's disbelief, Leo and Christian had started dating, and they seemed to be getting along quite well, even continuing their relationship.
The relationship between Leo and Christian and Yang Yu remained unchanged; one was a friend, the other a roommate. Life went on as before, nothing changed except
the feelings . Leo still came over on weekends to kill time, the three of them drinking beer and laughing together, but he never asked Yang Yu out alone again.
Christian also stopped bringing girls home, though he often stayed out all night. "It's convenient, anyway, Leo lives on the same floor," Yang Yu could only think.

On Saturday evening, Leo went back to his parents' house. Yang Yu and Christian, having nothing to do, drank a lot of beer and got a little tipsy, chatting
happily .

"I think I've fallen in love with him," Christian suddenly said.

"Leo? You've fallen for his body, haven't you?"

"Is there a difference? It's him anyway."

"That's true."

Yang Yu sat in his chair, watching Christian stand against the table by the window. Then, he suddenly stood up, flipped Christian over,
making him hold onto the table with his back to him, and yanked down his pajama pants, exposing his firm, shapely buttocks to the air. Christian didn't
resist . Yang Yu then unbuttoned his own pants and pulled down his zipper.

"It's about to begin," Yang Yu said with a smile.

"Okay!" Christian readily agreed.

Yang Yu didn't pull down his underwear; instead, he grabbed Christian's hair, pulled it back, and then pretended to thrust forward, slamming into Christian's
buttocks . Christian cooperated; with Yang Yu pulling his hair, he could only tilt his head back, stretching his neck, and groaning from his throat, "Ugh—". It sounded
like he was in real pain.

Yang Yu began thrusting violently behind him. Christian, gripping the table, was pushed forward by Yang Yu's force, the table
slamming against the radiator by the window with a loud "thud." The sound of wood
colliding with steel was extremely jarring. Christian, his upper body leaning backward, lost his balance. One hand involuntarily pressed against the windowpane, his fingers slightly curling into a fist for
support . He began to breathe heavily.

Yang Yu hadn't stopped yet. Through the window, he saw several German students from his building having a barbecue party on the lawn below. They all stopped what they were doing and
stared at Christian and himself, dumbfounded. Even an old lady passing by stopped and stared in his direction. Then,
in the reflection of the glass, he saw the tall and imposing Christian's face contorted in what appeared to be pain—truly a sight to behold! He
lunged forward, then grabbed Christian's hair and shoved him forward. "Ah—" Christian screamed as Yang Yu pushed his upper body down onto
the table .

"I'm done playing," Yang Yu said. He tried to zip up his jacket, only to discover that he had actually pulled out a large clump of Christian's hair—long,
golden strands tangled together in a bizarre mess. How could this be? It was just a joke.

Yang Yu walked to Christian's large bed, turned around, and sprawled out on the bed, spread-eagled. He wondered if he was going
crazy. Christian pulled up his pants, walked to the bedside, and sprawled out next to Yang Yu, then turned to look at him.

"Rain, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Yang Yu said indifferently.

"If you really want to do it, then come on, I don't mind, you can do whatever you want."

"How about I make you drink my urine?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Yu felt ashamed of his words. They were too filthy. He looked at him, full of apology, "
Christian , I'm sorry." He saw that Christian was silent, actually seriously considering it.

"Well, okay, if it makes you happy," Christian decided.

Yang Yu looked at him incredulously: "Have you been watching too many Japanese adult films?"

"What is that?" he asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing." This guy is already weird enough; if he gets into Japanese porn, who knows what kind of monster he'll become.

"Rain, isn't it wrong to be true to your own desires?"

Yang Yu stood up, walked to her bedside, and lay down.

“I’m telling the truth,” Christian said.

"I was lying," Yang Yu said.

Yang Yu knew very well that self-discipline had not brought him happiness, and neither would indulgence.

Christian unlocked the door and pushed it open, sensing something was amiss: "Yu, are you home?" He went into the room, turned on the light, but Yang Yu wasn't there
. He went to the kitchen, but no one was there either. He pushed open the bathroom door and saw Yang Yu lying on the floor.

"Yu, what's wrong?" He quickly helped Yang Yu up. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his clothes were damp with sweat, clinging tightly
to his body.

"Um, it's nothing, my stomach is upset and I have a stomachache, it'll be fine in a bit." Yang Yu was already very weak.

"Let's go to the hospital." He tried to pull Yang Yu up.

"No need. Going there would just be a full-body check-up. I'd have to tough it out anyway." Yang Yu felt a churning in his stomach and vomited again. He
had lost count of how many times he had vomited and felt like his stomach should have been emptied out long ago.

"Then let's go back to our room."

"No need, it'll just make the floor dirty. Let me lie here for a while."

Christian didn't speak. He poured Yang Yu a glass of warm water, gesturing for him to rinse his mouth. After taking the glass and setting it down, he bent down, carried Yang Yu back to
the room, and laid him on the bed. He turned the heater to the highest temperature, then opened Yang Yu's wardrobe, found a clean pair of underwear and a soft set of pajamas. He
went to Yang Yu's bedside, said nothing, and stripped Yang Yu of his wet, cold clothes, changing him into dry ones before tucking him into the covers. He went to
the kitchen, got a glass of warm water, and took two bananas from the refrigerator. He returned to Yang Yu's side, saying, "Eat something to replenish your fluids." This time, Yang Yu didn't
speak and obediently did as he was told.

After some time, Christian returned to Yang Yu's side and found him still ice-cold. He frowned, sat down beside Yang Yu's bed, and reached his hand under
the covers to place it on Yang Yu's abdomen. Yang Yu felt his hand was warm.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." But the sweat beading on his forehead betrayed him.

"What can I do to make you feel better?" Christian looked directly at Yang Yu.

"No need to do anything, just leave it like this!"

...

Christian wasn't as carefree as before; he found a part-time job drawing blueprints at a construction company. Yang Yu asked him why he'd suddenly changed his ways—
was it some kind of love? Christian laughed it off, not understanding why Yang Yu would think that way. He simply believed that you should
do avoid regrets in life; enjoy life when you should, and be responsible when you should. He'd drifted through university for five years and was now
planning to graduate.

In the evening, Yang Yu walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

"Rain, so you're home. I just came over." Leo poked his head out of the kitchen and then went back inside.

"Where is Christian?" Yang Yu asked.

"He's working on a drawing today and will be back a little late. He said there's nothing left in the fridge and he was worried you wouldn't have anything to eat, so he asked me to drive over and buy some food."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Leo emerged from the kitchen and stood before Yang Yu. Suddenly, he stripped off all his clothes with lightning speed, ripped off the towel wrapped around Yang Yu's
waist , and knelt before him. He grasped Yang Yu's penis and took it entirely into his mouth. He sucked deeply and gently released it,
stimulating Yang Yu's penis until it quickly swelled and became erect. Yang Yu was completely stunned by this sudden action. He stood facing forward, expressionless,
silently . He knew Leo was giving him oral sex, his penis enveloped in a warm, moist place, surrounded by soft flesh. Yang Yu lowered his head and saw Leo's
head bobbing back and forth, his lips moving incessantly, his penis thrusting in and out of his mouth—it was so lewd. He placed his hand on Yang Yu's head. Should he press down? To take the initiative?
Finally, ejaculate in his mouth, on his face, making him swallow it all, to be superior—was this conquest? Anyway, it was all his own doing. Yang Yu
slowly moved his hand from Yang Yu's head to his cheek and lifted it up. Leo stopped, looked up at Yang Yu's face, which was looming over him, and met Yang Yu's cold,
emotionless eyes. He froze, his penis slipping out of his mouth, his watery eyes filled with helplessness. Yang Yu lifted his face upwards,
pulling Leo's entire body upwards, and he slowly stood up, facing Yang Yu.

Yang Yu stared blankly at Leo. Was he going to conquer him? No, he didn't want to conquer him at all; he only wanted to love him, to kiss him. Yang Yu gently stepped forward, his
cold lips covering Leo's warm ones. Then he embraced him, kissing him deeply, teasing his tongue, the passion turning to a tender lingering, licking his teeth,
gently nibbling his lower lip. Leo's eyes were tightly closed, trembling against Yang Yu's chest. His hair was dark brown, very short, incredibly soft
, and lay flat against him. His thick eyelashes were also dark brown, now trembling slightly, incredibly captivating. Yang Yu gently kissed his eyes, then the tip of his nose, his earlobe, finally
settling on his fair neck. He nuzzled his cheek against Leo's, and Leo breathed softly, his red lips slightly parted, inhaling and exhaling. Yang Yu's hands caressed
Leo's waist; his skin was soft, smooth, and cool. Moving upwards, he felt the muscles of his back, supple and resilient, then his nape
and hair. His hands slid down his spine until they covered Leo's buttocks, firm, round, and elastic. Their bodies pressed
tightly together, yearning to feel every inch more of each other's skin. Their penises pressed together, gently squeezing, feeling each other's passion,
desire, and tenderness. Yang Yu's hands roamed over Leo's body; he loved him, he wanted to meld him into his very being. His arms encircled Leo's
waist, then suddenly tightened, causing their penises to slightly part, creating a small friction. Yang Yu felt a warm, moist sensation above his lower abdomen.

Leo opened his eyes in astonishment: "I had an orgasm! I actually had an orgasm!" He looked down and saw Yang Yu's engorged penis still erect. "
Let me help you." He was about to kneel down again when Yang Yu grabbed him.

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