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Fang Shucheng walked alone in the night breeze, feeling angry, his lips sore, and a bit lonely.

It had been a long time since he walked home alone.

Without someone to chat with on the way, he kicked pebbles aimlessly while walking, inadvertently reaching a stretch of road without streetlights.

The night wind was a bit strong, despite it being summer, causing him to shiver.

He had been angry a moment ago, but now that he had calmed down a bit and was walking in this pitch-black night, it felt eerie.

Fang Shucheng rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and glanced around with wide eyes, the darkness making it a perfect spot for mischief.

Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Fang Shucheng’s heart raced.

The person behind him was running towards him as if not giving him any time to react!

In an instant, the footsteps were right behind him!

Fang Shucheng spun around, swinging the backpack on his back and shouted aggressively, “Who is there?!”

“Snap!”

After the backpack was swung down, a strong hand caught it. Fang Shucheng ‘s heart pounded, and he heard the familiar voice answer grumpily,

“It’s me.”

It was Wei Jie.

Fang Shucheng let out a sigh of relief, subconsciously loosening his grip on the backpack. Wei Jie habitually took the bag and slung it over his own shoulder.

Seeing Wei Jie’s familiar actions, Fang Shucheng felt a pang of emotion, “Why did you come over?”

Wei Jie gruffly replied, “I’m heading home too!”

Fang Shucheng: “Oh.”

The two looked at each other in silence.

Wei Jie lowered his head and stared at Fang Shucheng like a dejected golden retriever, refusing to soften his tone.

He was angry just because Fang Shucheng didn’t follow his dating plan. Who waits five weeks to kiss?

Wei Jie felt Fang Shucheng didn’t love him enough and was hurt.

Fang Shucheng also stared at Wei Jie.

He knew Wei Jie had a fiery temper, but today was the first time he had been snapped at by him, leaving him unsure how to react.

After a while, Fang Shucheng lightly kicked Wei Jie’s knee.

Wei Jie glanced at him, “Not angry anymore?”

Fang Shucheng said, “Who could stay angry at you?”

Wei Jie frowned, “Just because of a kiss, how long will you stay mad? Your dating plan needs adjusting.”

Fang Shucheng retorted, “Just a kiss? My lips are bleeding!”

Seeing Fang Shucheng ‘s five-week dating plan that required permission for kissing, Wei Jie felt unwilling.

Since Fang Shucheng wouldn’t kiss him voluntarily, he resorted to a forced kiss, accidentally biting Fang Shucheng ‘s lip.

Wei Jie said, “I didn’t realize I bit you. Let me see…”

Fang Shucheng turned away, “No, let’s go home.”

Wei Jie grabbed Fang Shucheng, who was about to leave, and Fang Shucheng pushed his chest.

Wei Jie hesitated and held Fang Shucheng ‘s face, lightly touching his lips, feeling damp.

Fang Shucheng made a sound of surprise.

Wei Jie said, “Is that why you’re mad? I thought… sigh, how would I know if you don’t tell me?”

Fang Shucheng replied, “From now on, no kissing without permission.”

Wei Jie refused, “What if you will never give permission?”

Fang Shucheng said, “If you keep kissing me all the time, won’t you get tired?”

The light bulb in Wei Jie’s head lit up: “I also think it should be developed further, kissing alone is so boring.”

Fang Shucheng couldn’t see his expression, but he could tell from his tone what Wei Jie was thinking.
He sighed with frustration and said, “We’re still high school students, we shouldn’t indulge in material desires.”

Then he warned, “Until we graduate from high school, we can only stay at the kissing stage.”

Wei Jie remained silent.

Fang Shucheng added, “Don’t think about doing anything stupid!”

Wei Jie reluctantly replied, “Okay.”

Fang Shucheng felt relieved and encouraged him again, “Since you’re determined now, if you make progress in the next exam, we can French kiss.”

Wei Jie calculated that the next math test was still two weeks away, earlier than Fang Shucheng ‘s plan, but still a long time to wait.

A distant water won’t quench your immediate thirst.

Wei Jie felt uneasy, “It’s too long. I’ll be suffocated in two weeks.”

Fang Shucheng replied, “I’ve compromised, can’t you do the same?”

Wei Jie justified himself, “But I want to kiss you whenever I see you!”

Fang Shucheng scoffed, “You pervert.”

Wei Jie whispered, “Don’t you like me kissing you?”

Caught off guard by Wei Jie’s sparkling eyes, Fang Shucheng inadvertently spoke honestly, “I do like it, but…”

Wei Jie didn’t need to hear the rest.

He lowered his head and said firmly, “Just kissed you too hard earlier, this time I’ll make it up to you.”

This time, Fang Shucheng didn’t resist as Wei Jie kissed him passionately in that position.

On their way back, Fang Shucheng ‘s lips were not only cracked but also swollen.

Wei Jie asked, “It’s my fault, does it hurt?”

Fang Shucheng whispered, “No, saliva numbs the pain.”

The night cat passing by twitched its ears and wondered: I’ve only heard of saliva disinfection, but I didn’t expect it to have the function of stopping pain. It’s quite versatile.

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