Chapter 119 – The White Moonlight is Forcibly Loved by the Substitute 17

In a bathroom stall of a nightclub, a handsome, long-haired man was passionately kissing another man.

“Darling, what made you decide to get hair extensions?”

After the kiss ended, the burly man panted, his expression infatuated as he stroked the other man’s face and asked in a hoarse voice.

“Don’t I look good?”

The long-haired man winked at him seductively and asked with a smile.

“You do. So good I can’t control myself…”

“Let me show you something that will excite you even more.”

He chuckled, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and leaning over the toilet with his back to the man. On his fair back, a full-back python tattoo, completely at odds with his build, was revealed.

“Fuck!”

The burly man was clearly stimulated, cursing under his breath as he eagerly began to unbuckle his belt.

Bang—

The stall door was suddenly kicked open.

The two men cursed and turned around in unison. “Are you fucking blind? Do you want to be struck by lightning for interrupting someone’s good time…”

Before the word “lightning” could be uttered, both their faces changed dramatically.

The one who kicked the door was none other than Shuang Yu, who had vanished from his apartment. The burly man’s face was filled with astonishment, for the simple reason that his bed partner bore a striking resemblance to the man outside the door. But there’s no comparison without contrast. Standing together, they were like a cheap imitation next to a priceless original. Viewed alone, the imitation might seem quite good. But next to the real thing, the sense of inferiority was overwhelming, like a clumsy imitation that only highlighted its own flaws. The man’s cold temperament and powerful aura were simply impossible for others to replicate.

The moment the long-haired man who resembled Shuang Yu saw him, his face turned deathly pale. He abruptly pushed away the burly man in front of him and tried to run. Shuang Yu was faster. Just as the man was about to pass him, he chopped him on the back of the neck. The man’s eyes rolled back, and his body went limp.

Seeing his bed partner faint, the burly man was determined to play the hero. “You motherfucker, are you looking for…”

Before he could say the word “death,” the silenced gun in Shuang Yu’s hand was already pressed against his forehead.

“You want to stand up for him?”

He asked with a half-smile.

The latter quickly raised his hands in surrender, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

“Good. Now, close the door and take a shit. Pretend I was never here. Can you do that?”

“I… I can’t shit, big brother…”

“Then take a piss. Pissing shouldn’t be a problem, hmm~?”

Shuang Yu’s voice was laced with menace, the corner of his mouth lifting flirtatiously.

The man nodded repeatedly, quickly closing the door, unzipping his pants, and whistling to force himself to urinate faster. It wasn’t until the footsteps faded away that he opened the door in terror and peeked out. Confirming that both were gone, he collapsed onto the toilet as if granted a pardon, gasping for air.

That… that scared the hell out of me! How on earth did my little darling provoke a Jade-Faced Yama like that!

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Meanwhile, a dejected Gu Qiyan was drinking with Meng Ying at a bar. He was completely drunk, constantly telling Meng Ying how much pain and helplessness he felt.

“I really… love Xiao Yu… but he’s tainted… Whenever I think about him being with someone else, it hurts so much right here that I can’t breathe! Meng Ying, what should I do…”

“Do you really have to have Shuang Yu? Have you ever thought about trying with someone else?”

Meng Ying took a sip of his drink and probed.

Someone else?

Gu Qiyan was stunned. He had never considered that question.

“I’m not sure if I can accept someone else…”

“If you don’t try, how will you know you can’t? We… could try?”

A hazy smile appeared on Meng Ying’s face as he slowly leaned closer to him.

Thump, thump, thump—

His heart began to race as the distance between them closed. Just as their lips were about to touch, Gu Qiyan, snapping out of his shock, violently pushed him away.

He looked at him with a stunned and hurt expression, his eyes red.

“Sorry… I’ve only ever seen you as a brother. I can’t do it. I’ve had too much to drink today, I’m going to head out. You should go home early too!”

Gu Qiyan was flustered. He quickly stood up and fled the bar as if escaping.

“Why does it have to be him? My love for you is no less than his!”

Meng Ying’s face twisted with jealousy. He muttered to himself, his eyes scarlet, and grabbed the liquor on the table, starting to chug it down!