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When Brother Jie finally let go, Anthon stumbled a few steps, the remnants of toothpaste foam mixed with Brother Jie's saliva lingering in his mouth, a taste that made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Having his teeth brushed so roughly stirred up a multitude of indescribable emotions within Anthon: humiliation, anger, helplessness—these feelings intertwined into a chaotic storm in his heart.
Brother Jie, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased with himself, wearing a satisfied smile. He didn't give Anthon any chance to catch his breath and pushed him out of the bathroom, as if eager to leave this embarrassing experience behind quickly.
Once outside the bathroom, Brother Jie began tidying up, putting some bathroom items back in place and organizing his clothes, completely ignoring Anthon, who was still trying to calm himself down nearby. This indifferent attitude made Anthon feel as if he were merely a minor episode in Brother Jie's life, easily overlooked and discarded. Standing there, the humiliation and resentment within Anthon intensified, but at the same time, he felt an unprecedented clarity—this pattern of interaction was something he needed to change.
Brother Jie picked up the car keys and silently walked to the door to prepare to leave. His shirt buttons were not fully fastened, casually exposing his muscular chest. The solid lines of his muscles and slightly glistening skin inadvertently revealed an undeniable allure and strength. Anthon couldn't help but stare, filled with conflicting emotions yet unable to completely suppress his unintentional admiration for Brother Jie's physique. His gaze lingered on Brother Jie's chest, his heart racing as if he were drawn in.
Just as Anthon was lost in thought, Brother Jie suddenly turned around and playfully slapped Anthon's backside, saying in a teasing tone, "Darling, we need to hurry up!" This unexpected action and words snapped Anthon back to reality, leaving him feeling both annoyed and embarrassed. His cheeks flushed instantly, the shame making him feel almost naked. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, nails digging into his palms as he tried to mask his awkwardness and anxiety.
"You..." Anthon opened his mouth to retort but found that the words turned into silent breaths before they could escape. His heart was filled with resistance and anger; however, under Brother Jie's confident and assertive gaze, his defiance felt utterly powerless and futile. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, unable to meet Brother Jie's eyes, the internal struggle and helplessness causing him immense pain.
Faced with Brother Jie's frivolity and intimacy, Anthon felt a strong sense of rejection but knew that any words at this moment would be futile. Under Brother Jie's control, he could only obediently follow his lead, feeling unwilling about this passive situation yet utterly helpless. His heart was filled with contradictions and confusion; he felt immense dissatisfaction and humiliation regarding his own reactions. He couldn't understand why he reacted this way towards Brother Jie or why he couldn't completely refuse or resist.
With his head down, Anthon followed behind Brother Jie, overwhelmed by complex emotions. He felt both shame and anger while also unable to deny an irresistible desire for Brother Jie’s allure. The scene from earlier echoed in his mind repeatedly as dissatisfaction and regret filled him. He couldn't comprehend why he had such reactions towards Brother Jie or why he couldn't fully reject or resist.
As Brother Jie walked outside, Anthon's heart was filled with complicated feelings—anger and dissatisfaction towards Brother Jie mixed with pain and confusion over his inability to control his emotions. Following behind Brother Jie’s figure, he sensed the inner turmoil and struggle within himself while being engulfed by uncertainty about the future. He didn't know where this relationship would lead; all he could do was silently accept it all while feeling deep dissatisfaction and pain within himself. He knew that regardless of any provocation or threat he faced, he had to uphold his dignity without retreating. Yet under Brother Jie's control, he felt trapped in this passive and powerless situation—he could only follow quietly while being filled with uncertainty and confusion about what lay ahead.
The two stood silently in the elevator as the floor numbers slowly counted down, surrounded only by the low hum of mechanical operation. Anthon's heart was filled with contradictions and unease; his gaze wandered aimlessly as he tried to avoid Brother Jie's dominant stare. Just as the number reached four floors down, the elevator suddenly stopped. At that moment, Brother Jie unconsciously let out a faint sigh; his expression became inscrutable—a mix of tension and helplessness seemed to wash over him. Anthon felt a strange premonition stir within him; his heart raced as intuition told him something unusual was about to happen.
As the elevator doors opened, a man stepped inside; upon seeing Brother Jie and Anthon together, his gaze turned mocking and cold. His tall stature combined with piercing eyes exuded an unsettling aura that sent chills down one's spine. He burst into loud laughter that echoed harshly within the confined space of the elevator.
"Hey! Little Fatty! Another little lover tricked here by this bastard?" His voice dripped with sarcasm and disdain; each word felt like a sharp knife stabbing directly at Anthon's heart. His eyes scanned Anthon with contempt and ridicule as if viewing a ridiculous clown.
Anthon's face instantly turned pale as he felt his dignity being trampled upon, filled with shame and anger. His hands clenched into tight fists, nails digging deeply into his palms, trying to suppress the humiliation and helplessness within him through pain. He wanted to retort, but his mouth felt glued shut, unable to produce any sound.
Seeing Anthon at a loss for words, the man's smile deepened, and his voice became sharper and more cutting. "How pathetic, being fooled by such trash. Just how stupid are you to believe someone like him?" His words dripped with malice, each one deepening Anthon's pain and humiliation.
Anthon's heart was filled with shock and embarrassment; he couldn't understand why this man harbored such hostility towards him, nor could he comprehend why Brother Jie was involved with someone like this. His mind was flooded with questions and confusion, feeling deeply unsettled about Brother Jie's past and relationships.
Brother Jie's expression darkened as he coldly regarded the man, a glint of frost in his eyes. "This is none of your business," Brother Jie said in a low, icy tone that carried an undeniable threat. "Get out of here, or you'll face the consequences."
The man shrugged and laughed dismissively. "Hmph, how boring. But this Little Fatty seems quite interesting; are you sure you won't break him?" His tone was filled with provocation and mockery, his gaze carrying a malicious amusement.
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