The corridor was quiet. The twenty minutes after lights out was the time when the dormitory supervisor appeared most frequently. Even the most mischievous students would not dare to act rashly at this time.
In the silence and darkness, Ryan Jing could clearly sense Ethan Ying's heavy breathing, and... that thing pressing against his body that was so vivid it made his scalp tingle.
Ethan Ying's heart was beating very fast and his chest was rising and falling noticeably.
But he just held him, without any movement. Just like he promised on the playground after class, he said he would not move him, and he did not move.
He always said that he would do this or that to him, but in fact, he never forced him to do anything against his will.
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