Everything ended with a bang, so much so that for several days, Yoon Nam-hyuk felt a sense of unreality.

After that day, he had nightmares every night. The dream was of another version of himself’s life—gray, tragic, with no one to turn to for help. The only fortunate thing was that he would always wake up with a start at the final moment of despair.

Sometimes it was because of a popping sound in the dream, as if someone had crushed something. Then, everything in the nightmare would vanish like a turned-off television, disappearing with that sound.

Other times, it was because Qi Huai was calling him.

Qi Huai seemed very sensitive to his sleep state, always keenly aware when he was having a nightmare and not doing well. He would immediately wake him up, chat with him for a few sentences, and then hold him back to sleep, gently patting his back like he was coaxing a child.

Yoon Nam-hyuk wasn’t used to it at first. He always felt it was strange. But later he found that after being comforted, he did seem to be moving away from the nightmares.

The memories of those dreams were like gradually fading photographs, turning to dust and being blown away by Qi Huai’s gentleness.

Perhaps in a few more days, I’ll forget them completely? Yoon Nam-hyuk thought.

“Having another nightmare?” Qi Huai propped himself up and turned on the bedside lamp. Seeing that Yoon Nam-hyuk’s complexion was fine, he smiled and caressed the other’s Adam’s apple. “Can’t sleep? Too much coffee?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk held down that restless hand, burrowed the lower half of his face into the blanket, and mumbled a complaint, “Mmm, Yoo Ji-hoon’s taste in coffee is terrible. It’s all sweet and gooey, disgusting.”

Now the whole world knew that Woosan and GATE were in deep cooperation, holding shares in each other. GATE had become one of Woosan’s largest shareholders. This not only meant that Woosan was about to enter a period of stable upward development, but also that the old veterans who had stood firm with Woosan during the chaos were about to reap the benefits of the booming company.

The colleagues were very happy, and Assistant Yoo was happy too.

As one of those caught up in the chaos, after a few busy days, he finally no longer had to go to the police station to give statements. To celebrate his return to a peaceful life, Assistant Yoo had ordered a lot of afternoon tea, including his favorite coffee.

The coffee and desserts were snatched up by his colleagues. It’s unknown which fool took the wrong one, but the iced Americano prepared for President Yoon had disappeared. All that was left for Assistant Yoo were two lattes with double hazelnut syrup and a deathly sweet chocolate cake.

Yoon Nam-hyuk declined the cake and kept the coffee. Under Assistant Yoo’s guilty gaze, he drank half a cup and smiled, commenting that the taste was not bad.

Assistant Yoo was deeply moved.

President, you’re not bad either! Adversity really does show a person’s true colors! We’re finally no longer in a relationship where you just casually dock my bonus!

“Anyway, his expression was weird,” Yoon Nam-hyuk recalled the daytime situation, frowning at Qi Huai. “Like a fool… should I give him a few days off to see a therapist?”

Qi Huai laughed for a long time before saying, “Why not just give him a bigger bonus?”

To Assistant Yoo, a bonus was more important than anything. He was the kind of person who would sing a lullaby to him and even stand by his bed waiting for him to fall asleep before leaving, all for a 100% bonus. He was very persistent.

Yoon Nam-hyuk closed his eyes and hummed lightly. “There will be bonuses and promotions. In that case, let’s forget the vacation. It’s very busy lately.”

Qi Huai pinched his nose. “Capitalist.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk glared. “What else? Are you going to be in charge of organizing the office merger? I already said I didn’t want to…”

It was Qi Huai’s idea to have Woosan and GATE merge their offices. He said that since GATE was going to set up a Korean branch anyway, and the two companies would be in a long-term deep cooperation and tied together, a joint office would help the employees of both sides to communicate deeply.

Just like that, Qi Huai quickly signed a long-term lease for a twin tower in the city center, a lease for twenty years. Then he had Assistant Yoo notify the whole company to wait for renovations and move in.

The Twin Towers. One building for Woosan, one for GATE. The two bosses each occupied the top-floor office, and only the top floors were connected by a sky bridge.

The Woosan employees, who had been feasting on gossip recently, couldn’t help but continue to discuss it. Omo, omo, on one side is President Yoon’s top-floor office, on the other is Actor Qi’s… cough, GATE founder Mr. Qi’s top-floor office, with a sky bridge connecting them in the middle. Aigoo, what are they planning to do? Hehehe, I dare not think, I dare not think. My little face is turning yellow.

Yoon Nam-hyuk could guess what everyone was discussing with a single strand of hair. Therefore, every day when he stepped into the company’s main entrance, the employees’ gazes made him feel like he had needles on his back!

So embarrassing!

No restraint at all!

A certain president’s ears turned red, and he burrowed another two inches into the blanket.

“You really don’t want to?” Qi Huai suddenly asked.

He sighed. “Then how about we forget it? Woosan doesn’t have to move. I’ll keep the office on the other side of the Twin Towers for Gavin. The other floors can be rented out. Oh, right, since RC hasn’t decided on an office location after being acquired by Woosan, why not let them come over? Keep the benefits within the family…”

“What look is that?” Qi Huai watched him, a faint smile on his lips. “Like a little bat hiding in a dark cave, staring at people with its dark eyes, trying to use ultrasonic waves.”

President Yoon gritted his teeth and hummed coldly, then drilled out of the blanket and grabbed Qi Huai’s pajama collar. “Hey! You haven’t even asked me, and you’re already thinking of sharing with someone else? How did you and Gavin meet? He’s not some small fry you can just order around. He’s helped you so much, and even made a special… I say, is he an ex-boyfriend? Tell me the truth. If you dare to lie to me, you’re dead!”

Ha, no wonder…

Yoon Nam-hyuk couldn’t help but let his thoughts run wild. No wonder this guy knows how to kiss and touch, he thought. He must have slept with other guys, right? How old is Gavin? Not yet forty? He looks quite young too! Ha, does this bastard have a thing for older men?

Qi Huai: “What are you thinking about?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk: “How many times did you sleep together?”

Qi Huai was stunned. “What did you say?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk glared. “How long were you together?”

Qi Huai said helplessly, “Can you not let your imagination run wild?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk sneered. “Still not telling the truth?”

This was a completely mismatched conversation. If they continued like this, a certain someone was going to explode again. Qi Huai covered Yoon Nam-hyuk’s mouth. “Shh, let’s just communicate with ultrasonic waves.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk struggled desperately. “Mmmph, mmmph!”

To hell with your ultrasonic waves!

You guilty bastard!

The two of them rolled around in the blanket, and as they fooled around, they couldn’t help but laugh. They laughed together for a long time before stopping.

Qi Huai pressed his forehead against Yoon Nam-hyuk’s. “Feeling better now? Gavin is married, has a wife, and even two kids. What are you jealous of?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk glanced at him. “When was I in a bad mood? How come I didn’t know he was married?”

“He doesn’t make it public to protect his family. If we have children, I’ll keep it a secret too,” Qi Huai said. “And, it’s because when you’re in a low mood, you like to burrow into the blanket like a radish. Can’t even be pulled out.”

This was clearly a habit formed since childhood. Curling up was the only way to feel secure. Qi Huai was trying to correct this habit, but it couldn’t be done in a short time.

A habit formed over decades might take an equally long time to change. But Qi Huai was not lacking in patience. He would always be by his side, until Yoon Nam-hyuk felt secure at all times.

Yoon Nam-hyuk’s face started to get hot. “Where would two men get children from? Stop saying such strange things! Also, Chihuahua, bat, radish—can’t you use something nice to describe me?”

Qi Huai thought for a moment. “You should just hit me.”

What does that mean?!

Yoon Nam-hyuk was embarrassed and angry. He slapped Qi Huai on the back. Qi Huai laughed out loud. “You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you?”

Hitting his back while hugging his neck—was this flirting, or was he complaining that he wasn’t close enough? He smiled and pressed his body down, asking in Yoon Nam-hyuk’s ear, “Is this okay, gege?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk’s face instantly turned red. “Wh-what did you call me?”

“Doesn’t gege like it when I speak formally? How about I speak formally from now on?” As he spoke, he slipped his hand into Yoon Nam-hyuk’s clothes, politely asking non-stop.

“Hyung, is it okay if I squeeze like this?”
“Hyung, why are you so sensitive?”
“Hyung, your voice is so nice.”
“Hyung, why is it so wet here?”
“Hyung, does it feel good when I touch you like this?”
“Hyung, have you been craving me for a long time?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk was so aroused by him that he was uncomfortable all over. Lying there, covered in hot sweat and panting heavily, he spoke with a sob in his voice, “Qi Huai, can you stop playing this game all the time! If you want to do it, just do it. It’s not like I won’t let you, mmmph—”

Qi Huai kissed Yoon Nam-hyuk until he was out of breath.

His brows were furrowed, and he was panting softly. After a long time, he pulled out his wet hand. “Of course I want to do it with you, gege. But look, gege, just a few touches and you’re like this. With just this much skill, and your wound hasn’t even healed yet, how could I bear it?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk panted for a while before his breathing returned to normal. His back was numb, and he said in a hoarse voice, “My wound is much better. Didn’t you see it when you changed the dressing? I… I’ve already asked Dr. Choi. He said it’s okay…”

His voice grew smaller and smaller. He hugged Qi Huai’s neck, his eyes darting around. “I’m ready anytime.”

“If I say no, then it’s no.” Qi Huai patted his butt, signaling him to behave, and bit his earlobe. “You have a wound on your waist and on your back. You can’t be bent or pressed. I can only do it from behind, and I can’t even see your face. Maybe with a little more force, or a few more times, the wound will hurt. Are you torturing yourself or me? Let’s talk about it after your wound is healed. There will be a time when you beg me.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk was dazed and confused. “What ‘few times’? Last time at the Cheongdam-dong apartment, didn’t you fall asleep after just one time? We didn’t even do it then.”

It was just that it lasted a long time, and the thermos was big. If they took it slow, he thought he could probably handle it.

“………………”

Qi Huai’s silence was deafening.

What did Yoon Nam-hyuk mean?

What did he mean by “fell asleep after just one time without even doing it”? Could it be calculated like that? Was it reasonable to compare the number of rounds with a drunk person? Did Yoon Nam-hyuk think he couldn’t perform? Hmm? Was that what he meant?

“I was drunk at the time,” Qi Huai explained.

“Mmm, I know,” Yoon Nam-hyuk said, understandingly.

“It’s easy to get sleepy when you’re drunk. I’m a lightweight. I fell asleep because I was drunk, not because I was tired or couldn’t do it,” Qi Huai continued to explain.

“I know. It’s already amazing that a man can still use it when he’s drunk. I don’t have any other meaning, really,” Yoon Nam-hyuk’s tone was sincere.

Qi Huai gritted his teeth. “You just wait, Yoon Nam-hyuk.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk was slightly disappointed. “Not calling me gege anymore?”

“Calling you gege? Hehe.” Qi Huai’s lips curved, his eyes dark. “There will be a time for me to call you that, and a time for you to call me that.”