First World: Take Responsibility

Qie Ranzhe who had been practising some characters assigned to him by Lin Jingxie was startled when Lin Jingxie walked in with a half closed robe exposing part of his milky-white collarbone and smooth chest while rushing towards the bronze mirror. Wen Qinxi uncaringly removed the robe letting it slip off his body onto the floor while carefully studying his frame.

Witnessing such a sensual scene, Qie Ranzhe gulped but it didn't seem to help alleviate the dry desert in his throat. He was inevitably bewitched causing him to draw a crude line on what should have been a masterpiece. Qie Ranzhe ogled at him in a daze not sure if this was a good or bad thing. Lin Jingxie was like a swirl rainbow lollipop displayed at the window of a candy store flaunting its alluring colors in front of a six-year-old. Like the six-year-old with candy, he craved for Lin Jingxie but couldn't touch him separated by the display glass.

"That's fucked up!" yelled Wen Qinxi looking at that little pouch that followed him into the game, "I gained weight...ah so fuckin annoying." He lowered his pants a little exposing more of his abdomen only stopping just below his prominent V-line.

"l....um.....l-l think you ar-," stammered a stupefied Qie Ranzhe with the tip of his ears bright red that was before Wen Qinxi cut him off in an accusatory tone.

"This all your fault," said Wen Qinxi looking right at him fully exposing his half-naked body for Qie Ranzhe to see. "What? You not going to take responsibility," he said moving closer for the culprit to see his handy work, "look at me l am getting fat."

Qie Ranzhe was unresponsive seeming to have lost his voice. Seeing how Qie Ranzhe was not saying anything Wen Qinxi thought he couldn't see the tiny pouch and so took Qie Ranzhe's hand and placed it on his belly saying, "Feel that? Thats all the shrimp you fed me. Its a fuckin pouch Qie Ranzhe."

Qie Ranzhe's palm felt so hot with heart pulsing at light speed even through his palm. The longer his hand lingered on that smooth soft skin, the greater the urge to explore South of the boarder. His hand unconsciously moved a little lower with his body turning feverish. If it wasn't for his strong will-power he would have push down this naive scholar.

With his lower half issuing warning signals, Qie Ranzhe abruptly stood up muttering, "l am sorry," in a hoarse voice before running out of that room as fast as lightning. He even bumped into Lin Mingxu on his way out and apologized which was unlike him at all.

Lin Mingxu watched a flushed Qie Ranzhe run off like the wind and shook his head in astonishment. He soon understood why Qie Ranzhe was like that. A shirtless Lin Jingxie was holding the paper Qie Ranzhe had been working on yelling after him, "Qie Ranzhe you jerk! You are running off because you screwed up the assignment l gave you. Will see how long you can hide from me!"

Lin Mingxu ran over to Lin Jingxie with a disapproving look. He reprimanded his brother while covering him with the robe that had been tossed on the floor. "Jin-ge you should cover up. Why are you prancing around naked? This is not a brothel," he said taking the paper from him before wrapping him tight like a swaddled newborn.

Wen Qinxi was baffled looking at him with a 'what the fuck' expression. "Do l look like l have boobs? I can even walk out of the gate shirtless if l want to."

A defeated Lin Mingxu felt like he was protecting a frivolous sister with no moral compass. Knowing how stubborn Lin Jingxie was, he decided to use an underhanded method to dissuade him running around shirtless again. "No one wants to see those man boobs and that fatty pouch of yours so cover-up!" he yelled while fixing Lin Jin's collar.

Wen Qinxi was actually nowhere near that and the so-called pouch was really tiny but Lin Mingxu chose this method to stop his brother from undressing in front Qie Ranzhe. This behaviour was an obvious short cut to Lin Jingxie getting his cherry popped by that hungry wolf that's why he used those harsh words.

Having touched his sore spot Wen Qinxi was unforgiving yelling, "You disrespectful brat, l give you two seconds to get out or you will regret it!" in a menacing tone but Lin Mingxu was slow to react. Two seconds later Wen Qinxi dragged him out of his room by his ear. His throbbing ear was scarlet red by the time Lin Jingxie let go.

When Qie Ranzhe came back an hour later that is after dousing himself in cold water, he found Lin Mingxu pitifully rubbing his ear while sitting outside Lin Jingxie's room with the door closed shut. He couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you?" so he would enter Lin Jingxie's room with caution.

With a sullen expression, he mumbled, "l called him fat." Qie Ranzhe couldn't stop a quip grin from creeping up his face.

He disingenuously pat Lin Mingxu's shoulder before opening the door only to have the silly kid follow behind him. Wen Qinxi saw Lin Mingxu sneakily follow behind Qie Ranzhe entering his room and said, "Since you are in cahoots then stay outside the both of you," dismissing both of them.

At first, they thought Lin Jingxie was joking but soon discovered how serious he was when he ran them both out and shut the door with a loud bang. The two dejected men sat outside waiting for Lin Jingxie to calm down. A bored Lin Mingxu turned to look at Qie Ranzhe asking, "Since we are already here, do you want to play a game?"

Qie Ranzhe was upset as he had just been thrown out and needed an outlet to vent his frustration so he shook his head saying, "I don't want to play a game. How about we wrestle?" with a domineering stare that pressured Lin Mingxu into agreeing. That day Lin Mingxu got his ass kicked ultimately learning his lesson. Under no circumstances would he ever wrestle Qie Ranzhe ever again.