Yan Xun originally intended to help Chu Tingyun see the truth and confirm his position in bed, but things turned out differently than he expected.
After losing his memory, Chu Tingyun appeared just as self-absorbed and cunning as before, but in reality, the young Chu had not yet developed the thick skin of his older self. A few kisses and touches made him blush and feel shy. It was even more complicated when he discovered the true purpose of certain toys and realized that Yan Xun was the one in control.
Thinking about it was one thing, but experiencing it was another. Now, Chu Tingyun was genuinely scared, looking flustered and extremely shy, half of his face buried in the pillow.
The other half was flushed, as he tried to turn and look at Yan Xun. But upon making eye contact, he couldn’t hold his gaze and ended up closing his eyes, letting his damp eyelashes flutter.
“It’s so strange, um, I…”
His voice was still the mature tone of thirty-three-year-old Chu Tingyun, but it was low and laced with a hint of a plea, each word trembling with unspoken meaning.
“Yan Xun gege, don’t do that…”
This version of Chu Tingyun was something Yan Xun had never seen before. In this situation, Chu seemed to have no sense of shame and was surprisingly cooperative.
During the process, Chu Tingyun would say things that made Yan Xun blush, even taking the initiative to pose in ways that were particularly provocative. Even if he ended up crying, those were just physiological tears from pleasure. The contrast between this man’s reactions after losing his memory and how he used to be was striking; it turned out that Chu Tingyun had once had such an innocent phase in his youth.
Yan Xun pulled Chu Tingyun’s face out from the pillow, not allowing him to hide, wanting to closely observe how embarrassed he was, unable to open his eyes. As he watched, an inexplicable malice began to grow within Yan Xun.
“детка, be good…”
“Open your eyes.”
He insisted on letting Chu Tingyun watch, forcibly suppressing all his resistance and any movements he wanted to escape, and even carried him to the big mirror in the bathroom. He deliberately kissed Chu Tingyun when he cried, blocking all his sobs and pleas in his throat.
So in the end it went a bit too far, causing Chu Tingyun to firmly believe that he was forcefully taken by Yan Xun.
“I didn’t believe it at first…it turns out to be true.”
Finally, when everything was over, Chu Tingyun curled up in the quilt, his eyes red and he accused him in a hoarse voice.
“…Have you locked me up before? You said before that you would strip me na-ked and tie me to the bed. Did you…did you do that?”
“Yan Xun, you are breaking the law, do you know that?”
“……”
Yan Xun found that he genuinely smiled when the other person was speechless.
He reached out his long arm to grab the phone from the bedside table.
At that moment, Yan Xun was bare-chested, lying half-turned next to Chu Tingyun, one arm propping up his head while the other held the phone, pointing the camera at the man’s face.
“Baby, what did you just say? Repeat it.”
Having indulged to his satisfaction, Yan Xun had grown quite fond of these pet names. In fact, earlier, when Chu Tingyun was crying and pleading for him to stop, he had even held him and called him “husband.”
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At that moment, when Chu Tingyun heard Yan Xun call him that, he had no time to feel smug; instead, he was shocked and felt even more humiliated.
The mental stimulation combined with the physical sensations made it difficult for Yan Xun to clean the mirror later on.
“Yan Xun, what are you doing with your phone pointed at me?”
Chu Tingyun didn’t catch what Yan Xun had just said; he was too focused on the phone in Yan Xun’s hand, his expression gradually turning to shock.
“You… Yan Xun, how could you take pictures of me like this! And record videos like this too!”
He didn’t call him “gege” anymore; instead, he quickly pulled the blanket up, wrapping it tightly around everything below his eyes.
Chu Tingyun shot Yan Xun a glare, flustered and angry. “No filming!”
It was meant to be a furious threat, but his voice was hoarse and still carried a nasal quality from crying, making it sound more like a pout than a real threat.
Yan Xun couldn’t help but wonder what expression Chu Tingyun would have when he regained his memories and saw himself like this. For now, he was determined to record it. Later, when Chu Tingyun remembered everything, he would use the projector to fill the entire ceiling with this footage for him to see.
“Hmm, you just said that I locked you up, stripped you na-ked, and tied you to the bed. Is that a crime?”
“… Of course.”
The man’s voice was muffled by the blanket, sounding dull.
Yan Xun continued to record and asked, “So you’re saying I can’t film this kind of video?”
“You can’t!”
“What if I did anyway?”
“Delete it!”
Chu Tingyun blurted this out but quickly realized it was a futile demand—what if Yan Xun had recorded other things?
So he softened his tone. “Just delete it, Yan Xun gege…”
Yan Xun didn’t respond directly. After tapping a few times on the screen, he put the phone aside.
“Go to sleep.”
This action made Chu Tingyun think he had agreed, allowing him to finally relax. He was exhausted, his eyelids heavy. As soon as he relaxed, he quickly fell asleep.
Yan Xun had intended to explain a bit, worried that Chu Tingyun might have some lingering thoughts that would keep him awake, but before he could speak, Chu Tingyun was already asleep.
Yan Xun: “…”
So carefree.
He looked down to see that Chu Tingyun had wrapped himself tightly in the blanket, his lashes still damp from sleep, and half his head was almost buried in the pillow and blanket.
This sleeping position made the soft flesh of his profile curve slightly.
For a moment, Yan Xun felt that Chu Tingyun looked just like the child in the video, pouting and trying not to cry on the ice rink.
He quietly watched for a few seconds, unable to resist gently poking Chu Tingyun’s cheek, creating a small dent.
“Mm…”
The sound made by the sleeping Chu Tingyun didn’t wake him. Previously, he had been keeping a distance from Yan Xun, but now he instinctively moved closer, eventually curling up like a koala.
Yan Xun paused for a moment, then couldn’t help but smile. He gently brushed aside Chu Tingyun’s messy hair and leaned down to plant a kiss on his forehead.
“Good night.”
After that, the entire room fell into silence, with only their soft breaths intertwining.
As dawn broke, the dim room gradually filled with light.
By 10:30 AM, the sun was shining just right.
Perhaps the light was too bright; Chu Tingyun suddenly pulled the blanket over his head. After lying there for a while, he felt thirsty and groggily reached out, his hand brushing against the water bottle on the nightstand.
It wasn’t an ordinary glass but a covered cup, similar to those used by kids, which had a pop-up straw to prevent spills.
Chu Tingyun grabbed the cup and brought it under the blanket, gulping down a few sips before putting it back. His body moved smoothly, guided by muscle memory even in his half-awake state.
A few minutes later, the blanket was suddenly pulled back with a “whoosh.”
Chu Tingyun finally started to wake up.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, the memories of the previous night slowly returning.
“…….”
He quickly lifted the blanket to check. There was a band-aid on his chest, and he felt something cool and slightly sticky between his legs—probably from some ointment. As for the rest of his body… better not to look.
“Tsk.”
Chu Tingyun had always thought he was the one initiating things with Yan Xun, trying to tease him into a flustered and indescribable state, while also wanting to experience what a night was like for a married adult.
So when Yan Xun helped him last night, Chu Tingyun was incredibly excited, thinking that putting on the “little umbrella” meant he had successfully claimed a place in bed.
Unexpectedly, that thing ended up serving merely as a decoration.
How could this happen?
—Chu Tingyun couldn’t figure it out.
It was 2023; he was the president of the Jiang Group—wealthy, powerful, and capable. How could he have been taken advantage of by Yan Xun like this?
He carefully turned over in bed, wincing a bit as his movements tugged at his sore backside.
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn’t make sense of it.
So should he run away?
“Hmm, not necessarily…”
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Chu Tingyun felt conflicted again.
Sure, he was tired, and there was some pain, but overall… well, it was actually quite enjoyable. If only it hadn’t lasted so long.
He wondered how Yan Xun had felt on top. Given Yan Xun’s expression, he must have enjoyed it too. If only he could try being on top just once…
After a flurry of chaotic thoughts, he reached for the tablet that Yan Xun had left on the nightstand, intending to find some clues.
After unlocking it, he accidentally tapped on a video app and saw a list of previously watched shows.
“?”
Chu Tingyun raised an eyebrow and clicked to check it out.
An hour and a half later—
Yan Xun, having prepared lunch, walked in to wake him up. However, as soon as he pushed the door open, he realized Chu Tingyun was already awake.
The man was half-lying in bed, holding the tablet. Upon seeing Yan Xun enter, he first glanced up at him, then lowered his gaze, looking conflicted and as if he had something to say but couldn’t find the words.
After a few seconds, he finally spoke, “Yan Xun… can I ask you a question?”
“?”
Yan Xun thought Chu Tingyun’s expression and tone were strange, though he couldn’t pinpoint what was off.
“—Go ahead and ask,” he replied, walking closer to Chu Tingyun.
At that moment, Chu Tingyun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and asked sorrowfully, “So you locked me up at home and married me just for that little bit in bed?”
Yan Xun paused in his tracks: “……..”
Wait a minute, that line sounded so familiar.
Just then, he glanced at the paused screen on the tablet.
—It was from that drama where Zhou Ze played the third male lead.
The plot had just reached the part where the female lead was imprisoned by the male lead, enduring both physical and emotional torment.
Yan Xun: “……”
He was at a loss for words and turned off the tablet.
“Chu Tingyun, stop watching these illogical melodramas!”
“Ha…”
Chu Tingyun opened his eyes and coldly looked at Yan Xun, sneering. “Aren’t you watching them too? That’s the only show in your watch history.”
“Do you like this kind of theme? You must be a pervert. That’s why you took advantage of me and threatened me with things like stripping me and tying me up.”
Yan Xun: “…… Tsk.”
He realized he had made a mistake; he should have recorded everything when he walked in. Then, after Chu Tingyun regained his memories, he could play it on repeat at home.
Yan Xun narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly. “I have other ways to threaten you. Want to try?”
With that, he pulled back the blanket.
The action made Chu Tingyun shiver—or rather, feel a chill.
After all, apart from the blanket, he had nothing else covering him.
“Yan Xun!!!”
Chu Tingyun was both furious and embarrassed, his eyes conveying a sense of accusation, as if to say, “See, I guessed your perverted thoughts!”
“……”
Sometimes, Yan Xun really wanted to pry open Chu Tingyun’s head and see how his thought process worked.
At that moment, Chu Tingyun clutched the blanket tightly, trying to cover his exposed body, and immediately scooted to the other side of the bed.
Yan Xun grabbed one corner of the blanket.
So, there they were, each pulling their side of the blanket, locked in a stalemate.
Yan Xun found it amusing. “Chu Tingyun, are you really this childish?”
“Me childish???”
Chu Tingyun thought it was ridiculous that Yan Xun was saying that.
“You were the one who pulled back my blanket first!”
“And who was the one who stayed in bed until noon?”
Chu Tingyun: “…….”
Just then, Yan Xun yanked the blanket towards himself, and Chu Tingyun was suddenly pulled forward, landing directly in his lap.
Damn!
Chu Tingyun was shocked.
How could this guy be so strong?!
Though he had sensed it last night, he was still astonished.
“Yan Xun… what do you want to do?”
The young man chuckled coldly and stripped away the blanket covering Chu Tingyun, even lifting his ankle to check out his thighs.
“Let you experience my other methods of intimidation.”
“……Shameless!”
This word made Chu Tingyun think of several explicit scenes that wouldn’t pass any review in just a few seconds.
However, ten minutes later—
Dressed and ready, Chu Tingyun sat at the dining table.
He stared at a small bowl of dark, unappetizing herbal soup in front of him, his expression difficult to describe.
“……This is your idea of a threat?”
Yan Xun smiled. “Yep, what did you think it was?”
“……”
Chu Tingyun fell silent.
A few seconds later, he pushed the bowl away and coldly refused, “I’m not drinking it!”
Yan Xun remained unfazed. “You can either drink it yourself, or I’ll force it down your throat.”
“……”
If it were something else, like wine or milk, Chu Tingyun might have considered the latter. But herbal medicine…
What if it spilled on him? It would smell terrible!
After weighing his options, he pinched his nose and took a sip. The moment the bitter liquid hit his tongue, it felt like his entire body—from his hair to his toes—was screaming.
It was so bitter and awful!
Chu Tingyun, who usually cared a lot about his image, completely broke down at that moment.
Seeing the way his features twisted in disgust, nearly wrinkling up like a dumpling, Yan Xun couldn’t help but feel delighted and even snapped a couple of photos.
Chu Tingyun was too distressed to care about whether Yan Xun was taking pictures.
“Yan Xun, if you really want to threaten or punish me, how about…”
Yan Xun lifted an eyebrow, looking at him. “How about what?”
With a tone of mock indignation, Chu Tingyun replied, “How about you just… take me instead?”
Yan Xun: “…….”
As expected, Chu Tingyun was still the same Chu Tingyun.
“No way, finish your drink.”
“…….”
Chu Tingyun gritted his teeth.
“Yan Xun, you really are twisted. Who enjoys watching someone drink bitter medicine? That’s such a strange kink.”
Yan Xun chuckled. “I do.”
Chu Tingyun: “……”
Fortunately, the terrible herbal medicine wasn’t much—just a small bowl, and he finished it in a few quick sips.
However, after drinking, he suddenly remembered to ask, “Why am I taking medicine when I’m not sick?”
“To strengthen your body.”
Yan Xun’s tone was light and casual.
“I specifically found an old Chinese doctor who prescribed a tonic for strengthening and kidney health.”
Chu Tingyun: “…….”
So was he already at a point in his thirties where he needed medicine to boost his kidney health?
At that moment, Chu Tingyun’s male pride took an unprecedented hit.
Crack—
He even thought he heard something breaking in his mind.
For lunch, Yan Xun made three dishes, all of which Chu Tingyun loved.
Yan Xun asked him, “How does it taste?”
“…… Average.”
Chu Tingyun didn’t want to talk to Yan Xun right now.
Still, he ended up eating two large bowls. Later, when Yan Xun went to the study, he stealthily searched the medicine cabinet and found a box of unopened children’s digestive tablets.
Hawthorn-flavored, sweet and sour.
Meanwhile, in the study, Yan Xun was handling some work emails and documents. Influenced by the family environment, he had gradually learned quite a bit.
Chu Tingyun came in and stood beside him, realizing that this work seemed to belong to him.
“Ha, so this is how you keep me sidelined, just so you can keep me locked up at home?”
Yan Xun: “?”
This guy must be addicted to acting.
“……. Then you do it yourself.”
“I’ll do it!”
Chu Tingyun plopped down into the chair.
At first, he was confused, but as he looked closely, he could understand about sixty to seventy percent of it. However, after a while, he found it tedious and boring.
After all, no one likes working.
“Well then, you can work from home this afternoon, and I’ll head to school.”
Yan Xun had taken half a day off for Chu Tingyun in the morning but needed to attend class in the afternoon.
“School???”
Chu Tingyun was shocked.
“Yeah, I’m in my first year of grad school; there’s stuff to do.”
Yan Xun packed his bag and handed both of Chu Tingyun’s phones back to him.
“I’m leaving.”
Chu Tingyun: “…….???”
“Wait, you’re just leaving me here alone?”
He followed Yan Xun from the study to the entrance.
“What if I try to run away?”
Yan Xun quickly changed his shoes, looking completely unconcerned. “Go ahead, run.”
Chu Tingyun: “……”
Seeing how dejected Chu Tingyun looked, Yan Xun thought for a moment and decided to play along.
“It’s fine, I installed a tracking chip in your body. I can find you wherever you go.”
Chu Tingyun: “!”
Tracking?!
And implanted in his body!
No wonder… no wonder!
Yan Xun immediately understood the look in Chu Tingyun’s eyes.
So he really believed it?
He was utterly amused.
Two minutes later, Yan Xun mercilessly closed the door behind him and headed to school.
Meanwhile, upon learning about the tracking chip, Chu Tingyun happily abandoned his escape plan.
After all, if he ran away, he’d just get caught again.
Why bother putting in all that effort?
He grabbed his cat from the cat room and comfortably lay on the sofa to play with his phone.
With two phones—one for work and one for personal use—Chu Tingyun spent two hours learning how to navigate a smartphone and quickly got up to speed on his situation as the president of the Jiang Group and his interpersonal relationships.
As for his personal phone…
He immediately looked for the chat records between him and Yan Xun.
“Little husband?”
This note was quite interesting.
But Chu Tingyun read it and felt it was not good, so he changed it to little wife.
For the next two hours, he was looking at the chat records between him and Yan Xun. However, the more he looked, the weirder it became, and the more confused he became.
Until Chu Tingyun found the old recordings in his mobile phone.
The time can even be traced back to five years ago——
[So this is why you locked me up, for this kind of thing, right, Chu Tingyun?!]
[Alright, then I’ll let you…]
The clear dialogue abruptly cuts off, followed by indescribable sounds and the man’s heartbreaking cries, ending with the sound of water splashing.
This segment ends here.
The second part takes place on the eve of their wedding.
[Alright, Chu Tingyun, as long as you fulfill your promises, I’ll… marry you.]
[We’ll get married.]
There’s also a third and fourth part… Most of it is Yan Xun’s voice.
Chu Tingyun slowly pieced together all the information he had gathered. While he couldn’t fully restore everything that had happened in the past, he was certain of one thing— the one who had taken advantage of the other didn’t seem to be Yan Xun after all.
He hadn’t lied; their history was indeed as such. It was just that Chu Tingyun had misidentified the protagonist of the story… He was the one who had taken advantage of Yan Xun.
The truth of the matter was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, which made Chu Tingyun’s heart tremble.
No way…
He took Yan Xun by force?
He stripped Yan Xun na-ked and handcuffed him to the bed? ? ?
Chu Tingyun was shocked for more than an hour before he slowly and reluctantly accepted the fact.
He felt a little guilty and ashamed, but most of all, he was confused—
No way!
He was handcuffed.
He didn’t even make a move? ! !
Is my future self so useless? ? ?
“Tsk…”
Chu Tingyun, who had been confident for eighteen years, was so disappointed in himself for the first time.
But he thought for a long time and felt that he was abnormal, but Yan Xun seemed to have some problems with his brain.
The so-called love at first sight, pestering, robbing, and forcing him to get married — with such a process, Yan Xun could still live well with him? !
He lived well with him for four years!
Four years and eight months! ! !
This is simply…
Simply…
Chu Tingyun’s heart was racing with shock.
In the long silence, he watched the clock on the wall tick away, gradually coming to a realization.
When the clock struck seven, Yan Xun finally returned home.
As soon as he opened the door, he found Chu Tingyun and the cat squatting at the entrance. They looked so much like father and son, even their angles of gazing up at him were similar.
But judging by their posture, it seemed like they had been waiting for a long time.
“What are you doing sitting here?”
Seeing that Chu Tingyun looked unwell, Yan Xun’s heart sank.
He knelt down quickly, checking for any injuries on Chu Tingyun.
“What’s wrong?”
“……”
After a long silence, Chu Tingyun finally cupped Yan Xun’s face and kissed him suddenly.
Chu!
The sound was surprisingly loud.
Caught off guard, Yan Xun was momentarily stunned. His expression showed clear surprise as he blinked slowly, his gaze focusing on Chu Tingyun’s face.
At that moment, Chu Tingyun held one of his hands and looked at him intensely, saying:
“Yan Xun, you really love me.”
“……”
Not used to such emotional declarations, Yan Xun froze for a moment, quickly lowering his gaze and awkwardly shifting his focus.
“Chu Tingyun, you…”
Before he could finish, Yan Xun felt a chill around his wrist.
Click—
The familiar sound of a lock engaging echoed between them.
Chu Tingyun wore a mischievous, yet sincere smile, like a little fox who had just succeeded.
“So if I cuff you again, it won’t make you stop loving me, right?”
Yan Xun: “…….”
It won’t.
—But you’re done for!
