Can I Get a Kiss?
"I just heard Lin Xuan is doing the freshman piano solo this year."
"Really?"
"Yeah, that’s what I heard from the student council."
"What piece is he playing?"
"No idea. Lin Xuan never said."
As soon as Xu Xiaoxi stepped into the classroom, she heard a few girls beside her whispering about it.
The piano... Xu Xiaoxi thought of that summer. That was where it had all begun.
"Are you Xu Xiaoxi?"
Just after she came out of Wen Huan’s place, a voice from behind made her jump.
"Do you remember me? I’m Lin Xuan."
She looked up. The young man had sharp, well-defined features, thin lips pressed lightly together, and slightly long hair that had been casually swept back.
Oh... he was Aunt Wen’s friend’s son. With a face like that, he really was hard to forget.
"I remember. You’re Aunt Wen’s friend’s son."
Lin Xuan raised one eyebrow, smiling faintly. "I live around here too. Didn’t expect to run into you. What a coincidence."
"You’re neighbors with Aunt Wen. It’s normal to run into each other."
"I’m going to the affiliated high school this term too. We’ll be classmates from now on."
"Mm," Xu Xiaoxi said, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly. "Then please take care of me."
"Are you heading to the subway? I’ll walk you there."
"No need."
"I’m heading that way anyway." He didn’t give her a chance to refuse, taking the organizer bag from her hand. "I’ll carry it for you."
"Thanks." On the surface, she nodded and agreed, but inside she muttered that he was a little too familiar too fast.
Over the summer, Xu Xiaoxi went to Wen Huan’s place for lessons more often, and almost every time she came out, she ran into Lin Xuan. He would always "happen" to walk her to the subway station.
Until...
"You like Tyler, right?" Lin Xuan looked at the new charm on her bag.
"Yeah."
"Which song do you like?"
"See You Again." Xu Xiaoxi’s voice even sped up a little. "That’s my favorite."
"What a coincidence." Lin Xuan smiled. "I can play it, and sing it while I play."
He tilted his head and looked at her. "Want to hear it?"
Xu Xiaoxi hesitated slightly.
Seeing her hesitation, Lin Xuan spoke casually, "It’s fine. My place is nearby. It won’t take long."
"All right then, sorry to trouble you." Xu Xiaoxi nodded, though anticipation was already rising in her chest.
She knew people who lived in Yuhu Huacheng were either rich or well-connected, but when she stepped into Lin Xuan’s home, she was still stunned.
Unlike Wen Huan’s simple wabi-sabi style, Lin Xuan’s house was spacious and clean-lined, with dark wood and vintage decor interwoven throughout. It looked like a location straight out of an American drama set. Not flashy, but every detail was carefully chosen.
The music room was on the second floor. Lin Xuan told her to sit on the rug, then took a seat at the piano himself.
"you live in my dream state, "
You live only in my dreams.
"relocate my fantasy, "
Let my fantasy settle here.
"I stay in reality... "
But I stay in reality...
The melody flowed out from between Lin Xuan’s long fingers. He usually had a somewhat lazy air about him, but right then he sat there perfectly straight, and with that rebellious face of his, he looked like a scene that could only exist in a novel.
Nuwa really had played favorites, Xu Xiaoxi thought. Not only was he handsome, he could play piano, his singing was good, and last time she heard him agonizing over whether to go to No. 1 High School or the affiliated high school, so his grades were probably good too...
She quickly lost herself in it, humming softly along with Lin Xuan. In the evening light, a golden halo spilled in through the window, casting the two of them in overlapping shadows across the floor.
That warm, glowing hour, Xu Xiaoxi thought.
"Can I get a kiss?"
Lin Xuan stopped on that line and stared straight at her.
The music cut off, but the air between them didn’t.
With him looking at her like that, Xu Xiaoxi panicked at once. She lowered her head, her face heating up without meaning to.
"Xu Xiaoxi," Lin Xuan said as he walked toward her. "Can I get a kiss?"
"Huh? What?" She thought she had heard wrong and looked up at him.
Lin Xuan’s hand gently brushed the back of her head. "I mean..." He paused. "Xu Xiaoxi, can you give me a kiss?"
But before she could answer, Lin Xuan hooked an arm around her and kissed her.
Xu Xiaoxi was completely dumbfounded...
At first it was only a simple touch of lips, but Lin Xuan quickly became dissatisfied. The young man’s nimble tongue slipped into her mouth, circling her tongue again and again, the pressure alternating light and heavy, completely without restraint.
Xu Xiaoxi was kissed into a daze too. From her initial blankness, she gradually started to respond, even wrapping her arms around Lin Xuan’s waist.
Her body tightened on its own. She was shocked, but she also knew this was only a physiological reaction.
She didn’t know how long it had been before she felt like she was about to suffocate. Lin Xuan finally stopped, their lips parting with a thin silver thread stretching between them.
She looked at Lin Xuan, her eyes wet, but she was still calm.
"That was my first kiss," Lin Xuan said softly, though his voice trembled a little, his ears turning red.
"Don’t look at me like that," Lin Xuan said, turning his face away. "I can’t help it..."
"Can’t help what?" Xu Xiaoxi’s eyes widened even more, her fingers tightening in the rug.
"Can’t help wanting to fuck you." Lin Xuan admitted it outright, his expression unreadable.
"Then come on," Xu Xiaoxi answered without hesitation.
Back when the guys in her class used to talk about this, she got curious and secretly looked it up on her computer when she got home.
On the screen, two naked bodies were pressed together. Xu Xiaoxi felt embarrassed, but she couldn’t stop watching. Without realizing it, she pressed her legs together, and suddenly her lower body contracted, flooding with wetness. She searched it afterward and found out that was an orgasm.
"What?" Lin Xuan seemed a little surprised.
"I said," Xu Xiaoxi looked no different from usual, as if this was as simple to her as asking what to eat later.
"Come fuck me, Lin Xuan."