A Cold War

Lin Qiong looked at the densely falling raindrops on the windshield, his eyebrows twitching. The villa was so big that even if they parked the car in the garage, there was still a considerable distance to reach the house.

Lin Qiong parked the car and then unbuckled his seatbelt to start taking off his clothes. Fu Xingyun glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Qiong took off his outerwear and replied, "Taking off my clothes. Can't you tell?"

"...Why are you taking off your clothes?" Fu Xingyun questioned.

This time, Lin Qiong didn't respond but directly moved closer to unbutton the man's outerwear. The young man leaned slightly forward, his fluffy head moving erratically in front of Lin Qiong, and his dark hair occasionally brushing against his chin. Fu Xingyun frowned and tilted his chin, while the strands of hair brushed against his Adam's apple.

Fu Xingyun stared at the person in front of him and gritted his teeth, "What are you doing!"

Lin Qiong tilted his head slightly and blinked his eyes twice, saying, "Taking off your clothes. Can't you tell?"

"..."

It is indeed a bit awkward.

"Let go," Fu Xingyun raised his hand to try to stop him, but Lin Qiong pushed it aside and said, "Stop making a fuss."

He continued to focus on unbuttoning the clothes. Fu Xingyun's expression stiffened, and he took a deep breath. "What are you trying to do?!"

Before he could finish speaking, the clothes that were just taken off were thrown over his head. Then Lin Qiong picked up another piece of clothing he had just taken off and started wrapping it around Fu Xingyun's leg.

Fu Xingyun's eyebrows twitched slightly as he realized the other person's intention. "Take it off, I don't want it," Fu Xingyun frowned.

Ignoring him, Lin Qiong continued his actions.

Fu Xingyun said, "Didn't you hear me?"

Lin Qiong honestly replied, "I heard you."

Fu Xingyun asked, "Then why don't you stop?"

Lin Qiong responded, "Because I have read the Tao Ti Ching."

(A/N: The Tao Ti Ching is a Taoism philosophy book. Its main three principles are patience, simplicity, and compassion. I think what Lin Qiong means here in this context is that he is showing compassion and patience to Fu Xingyun.)

Confused, Fu Xingyun asked, "What?"

Lin Qiong quickly woke up and said, "It's nothing. Since we're going back now, I'm afraid you'll get soaked."

Fu Xingyun raised his hand to remove the clothes from his leg, saying, "There's no need."

Lin Qiong firmly held his hand in place and said, "There is a need. Your leg is still not fully healed, and it will definitely hurt on a rainy day. If you don't pay attention now and leave behind any lingering problems, what will you do in the future?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xingyun's face turned cold. "There's no need. Take the clothes away." However, instead of taking them away, Lin Qiong continued to wrap them around his leg.

His leg couldn't feel the other person's actions at all. He didn't know if it was the oppressive feeling of the rainy day or if he was annoyed by the other person's fussy movements, but suddenly a sense of annoyance rose in his heart. Fu Xingyun's face turned dark. "Didn't I say I don't need it?!" His voice suddenly increased, startling Lin Qiong, who was taken aback like a startled hamster.

Lin Qiong looked at the rebellious young man in front of him, pouting his small mouth. "Why are you so fierce?"

Fierce and brainless.

Fu Xingyun turned his head away and didn't look at him anymore.

Lin Qiong didn't pay much attention to it. After all, the other person had been rebellious for quite some time. Then he opened the door and took out the man's wheelchair from the trunk. It was fortunate that they were in the garage for now. Lin Qiong glanced at the heavy rain outside the garage and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Lin Qiong took a deep breath and watched as Fu Xingyun was about to take off the clothes to give them to him. He quickly wrapped them back around him and threatened, "If you take off the clothes, I'll throw you out in the rain later."

Fu Xingyun glanced at him. Lin Qiong felt somewhat triumphant, thinking that he was scared now.

In the next moment, the man raised his hand and threw the clothes off his leg.

Lin Qiong: ...

Finally, when Lin Qiong wrapped Fu Xingyun's leg, he also wrapped his hands in it. Only then did the other person behave obediently, but his eyes were filled with anger.

Lin Qiong swallowed his saliva. He knew that this old schemer would definitely write him in his death note. Even if he had ten times the courage before, he wouldn't dare to tie up the other person. But now the situation was different.

Lin Qiong sighed like an old father, hoping that this rebellious young man in his late twenties would understand his good intentions in the future.

Then Lin Qiong ran back to the villa with the person, but no matter how fast they ran, they were still drenched like drowned rats.

Lin Qiong bent down and took off the wet clothes wrapped around the man's body. Fortunately, his pants weren't too wet.

Rainwater dripped down the broken hair on his forehead, occasionally brushing against the corner of his eye. Lin Qiong frowned slightly, then shook his head like a dog shaking off water from its fur.

Fu Xingyun, who had a face full of water: ...

Lin Qiong scratched his head and said, "Sorry, it wasn't intentional."

But the other person's face was still cold, clearly still angry. Then he turned the wheelchair and went upstairs.

Seeing the other person's cold face, Lin Qiong couldn't help but feel uneasy for a moment.

He came back all wet, and the other person didn't even say thank you, but instead got angry.

Truly unfilial!

Afterward, with an angry huff, Lin Qiong stomped up the stairs to take a shower. The stairs made a heavy thud under his footsteps, and when he passed by Fu Xingyun's door, he deliberately added some extra force. Fu Xingyun listened to the footsteps outside the door, his gaze fixed on his own legs, with a dark and terrifying look in his eyes.

The inexplicable annoyance from the car was still lingering, but he understood very well in his heart. His legs wouldn't get better.

After taking a shower and preparing dinner, Lin Qiong stood hesitating in front of Fu Xingyun's door. Finally, he used all the calming methods that parents use after arguing with their children, "Come out and have dinner."

Fu Xingyun heard the voice outside the door, loosened his tightly clenched fist, and remembered the startled expression on the other person's face in the car. He slowly let out a breath. Indeed, his tone was not good just now.

Fu Xingyun went downstairs and arrived at the dining room, watching Lin Qiong's busy figure carrying dishes. "Um..."

Lin Qiong turned around to look at him, "What is it?"

The man cleared his throat and glanced at the table, only to see a plate of stir-fried green vegetables.

Fu Xingyun: ...

Lin Qiong placed the last plate of stir-fried green vegetables on the table, then smiled at him and said, "Let's eat."

"There are many dishes today, so eat more." As he spoke, he picked up a mouthful of food from this all-vegetarian feast and offered it to him.

Fu Xingyun: ...He definitely did it on purpose.

Throughout the meal, the two of them didn't exchange a word, but the atmosphere was tense and explosive. Normally, Lin Qiong wouldn't dare to do something like this, he wouldn't even dare to offend the antagonist. It was obvious that he was truly angry.

After the meal, the two of them parted ways without any joy. It was satisfying, but Lin Qiong also felt a bit regretful.

Later in the evening, after taking a shower, Lin Qiong entered Fu Xingyun's room. He had intended to lower his head, but his proud head just couldn't bow down. At this point, Fu Xingyun was already lying on the bed with a book on the bedside.

When he saw Lin Qiong, his voice sounded cold, "What are you here for?"

The soft words that were about to come out were forcibly swallowed back. L

in Qiong imitated Fu Xingyun's tone and said, "I came to see if you're sleeping properly."

As he spoke, he noticed the exposed legs and instinctively covered them with the blanket. Seeing the cold gaze from Fu Xingyun, Lin Qiong also put on a stern face and said, "What are you looking at? You're all grown up and you still can't properly cover yourself with a blanket. Do you want to freeze to death in the middle of the night?!"

With that, he confidently patted the blanket on Fu Xingyun's bed and turned to leave, his back exuding a sense of arrogance.

Fu Xingyun clenched his teeth and felt that Lin Qiong was simply unreasonable.

It's impossible for someone to freeze to death in the middle of summer.

Because of the cold war, the next morning Lin Qiong expressed his dissatisfaction with Fu Xingyun in his own way by refusing to make breakfast for him.

Lin Qiong used to wake up early due to his biological clock, but today, when he woke up at 6 o'clock, he realized that there were many things he could do besides cooking breakfast, such as going back to sleep for a while.

He didn't get up until noon, thinking that Fu Xingyun should also know how formidable he was. Lin Qiong made lunch and called out, "It's time to eat."

However, the voice of the man came from inside the room, "I'm not eating."

Very well, man, you have successfully caught my attention.

During dinner, Lin Qiong didn't make much but cooked two bowls of instant noodles. Considering that Fu Xingyun hadn't eaten anything all day, Lin Qiong took a deep breath and thought about how he would still have to rely on the man's money in the future. He walked into the study with a smile on his face.

This time, his tone was much gentler. "Xingyun."

Fu Xingyun paused his writing and the ink left mottled marks on the white paper. Then he looked up at Lin Qiong and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Qiong put on a professional fake smile. "It's time to eat."

Fu Xingyun glanced at him and said, "I'm not eating."

"Why not?"

"No reason."

Lin Qiong was so angry at the man that he wanted to punch him, but then he fake smiled and said, "Are you still sulking?"

Fu Xingyun remained silent for a moment after being struck at the core, then spoke in a calm tone, "No."

No, my foot.

Lin Qiong pouted, "Then go downstairs to eat."

Fu Xingyun remembered yesterday's all-vegetarian feast and instantly lost his appetite. He responded nonchalantly, "I'm not hungry."

Fine!

Great!

Very well!

Lin Qiong took a deep breath and turned around, planning to leave, but he felt that walking out directly would lack impact. Then he said angrily to Fu Xingyun, "If you're not eating, that's perfect because I didn't make your portion anyway!" He would eat both portions of the instant noodles when he went downstairs!

Fu Xingyun looked up at him, his teeth visibly clenched.

Lin Qiong tilted his head up, "Your body is your own. If you don't eat and you're not hungry, it's not my concern."

"You..."

"What about me? When you're starving, I won't take care of you. I'll go out with your money and find a boy toy, live in your house, spend your money, and even make you wear a cuckold's hat!"

Fu Xingyun's face turned dark, and he squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, "Lin Qiong!"

Lin Qiong replied, "What?"

"That's your true intention, isn't it!" The previous claims of marrying him out of love were just lies.

Lin Qiong could see that the fire in Fu Xingyun's heart was impossible to suppress. If he was going to die, then let him die. Even if he lived two lifetimes, he would never be happy. If he didn't vent his frustrations, Fu Xingyun would eventually suffocate him. What difference did it make to have more money in the future? He couldn't take it with him when he died. He valued his own happiness more than anything!

"That's right, I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I was just waiting for the day when you couldn't get out of bed, and I would take the money and enjoy myself,"

Fu Xingyun gritted his teeth. "Very well, I didn't realize you had such intentions before."

"I have many intentions!" Lin Qiong continued with a fierce face, "I'll go to bars and clubs, I'll stay out all night!"

"I'll make the same mistakes that all men in the world make!" Lin Qiong felt that it wasn't enough for a moment and continued with a stern face, "When you're old and can't move anymore, I'll push you to the park to watch me dance square dances with other old men!"