Chapter 6 – Unexpected Thoughts

University was over for the day. Students rushed out, excited for their plans—some heading to cafés, others to dorms or the nearby clubs.

Li Ming, with his usual laid-back attitude, waved lazily at a few girls who giggled as he passed. He yawned, tossed his bag over his shoulder, and walked off toward his apartment. Tonight, he wanted to chill, maybe crash early. He didn't know why—but for once, he wasn't in the mood to party.

On the other hand, Wang Yang was already on his way to Velvet Rush, the hottest club in town. He never missed a night. Dressed in black again, his jaw sharp, his presence magnetic, he walked in like he owned the place.

Within minutes, a girl with long legs and a tight red dress approached him, eyes filled with desire. "You're Wang Yang, right?" she whispered close to his ear, her hand brushing against his chest.

He smirked. "Lucky guess."

She didn't waste time. "Wanna go upstairs?"

Without another word, Wang Yang grabbed her hand and led her toward one of the private rooms.

Inside, the lights were dim and the air thick with heat. They started undressing each other, hands and mouths moving fast. Her dress hit the floor. His shirt came off. They were on the bed, her moans soft in his ear—

And then…

Wang Yang froze.

Just as he was about to lose himself, Li Ming's face flashed in his mind. That flushed expression from last night. The breathy moans. That smooth skin. Those ridiculously pink nipples.

His body tensed.

The girl noticed. "What's wrong?" she asked, breathless, trying to pull him back in.

But he was already backing away.

"…Nothing," he muttered, grabbing his shirt, avoiding her eyes.

"Seriously? Now?!" she snapped, annoyed.

He didn't answer. He just got dressed in silence and walked out.

Outside, he lit a cigarette with shaky fingers, exhaling a long, slow drag.

His mind was spinning. Why the hell did I think of Li Ming?

That wasn't supposed to happen. Last night… it was heat, it was lust. Nothing more.

So why did that face keep coming back?

Wang Yang stared up at the night sky, smoke curling around his lips.

He wasn't ready for the answer.