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    Chapter 9. Spring Dream

    My consciousness gradually became muddled under the influence of alcohol, and the sensation under the office desk turned hazy.

    Shen Yuesheng rested his arm on my shoulder and closed his eyes to enjoy it.

    A faint cedar scent drifted through the air. Shen Yuesheng hummed through his nose, and I caught his hand. Being interrupted in the middle of his excitement, he was very dissatisfied, and his leather shoe stepped on my shoulder.

    His rosy lips opened and closed, spitting out sharp and mean words.

    I wanted to block this nonstop mouth, so I pushed away the boss chair and kissed down onto those two thin lips.

    Shen Yuesheng’s pupils expanded rapidly, ink-like darkness churned in the bottom of his eyes, and his fist smashed onto my shoulder.

    I pressed him down onto the boss chair, and without caring about anything else, I pinched his nose, pried at his chin. If he wanted to breathe, he could only open his mouth.

    The peach blossom eyes were filled with anger, and more than that, with the panic of indirectly eating his own self.

    The cold fox spirit had turned into a little wooden puppet with its jaw removed, his slender limbs not having much strength, only able to obediently let me toy with him.

    I was eating his tongue, one hand touching his waist, the other hand sliding upward along the loose pant leg.

    He did not have as much strength as I did, could not push me away, and simply gave up resisting.

    This carried a bit of that reluctant yet yielding meaning.

    To test what he was thinking, I took his hand and put it on my belt.

    He glanced at me lightly, then tacitly allowed my behavior.

    This kind of pleasure, similar to taming, excited me.

    His lower legs were thin, but they had muscle. When I touched the bend of his leg, the pant leg tightened, and I could not reach any farther.

    Shen Yuesheng’s gaze was cold, and he hooked his arm around my neck.

    I pressed down on him, anxious enough to break into a sweat.

    He reached out to help me, and the moment his palm touched me, my soul was almost snatched away.

    Under his guidance, I found the entrance, and then,

    with a “bang”, the jiji exploded!

    *

    Fuck!

    I woke up suddenly, and instinctively felt around in the blanket.

    Thank god, the jiji was still there.

    So it had been a dream. R, really scared me to death!

    I had drunk too much, and my bladder was swollen. It was purely because I had been awakened by needing to pee.

    I got up to go to the bathroom, staring at the pitch-dark ceiling, entering the sage time after my mind emptied out.

    This dream was not satisfying at all, it was not even as good as jerking off by hand.

    If I had not drunk so much, the dream just now would have had a sequel, and then I could have…

    I said I did not want Shen Yuesheng, but after just finishing drinking, I had a spring dream.

    Could it be that I really was gay?

    This question had bothered me for several days already. Since I could not sleep right now anyway, I might as well let the broad internet diagnose me.

    I logged into Xiaohongshu and made a post: I suddenly reacted to a same-sex client. What is going on? (male)

    (1L) Crushing the scumbag underfoot: You are a pervert, diagnosis complete

    (2L) 0: What reaction, wanting to top, or wanting to be topped?

    Me: Wanting to top

    0: Clients are not easy to top, you can come find me [shy.gif]

    (3L) Need a ruthless top: Top me, top me, I am the easiest to top

    More than 10 comments below were almost all saying they wanted to be topped.

    I switched out of the post and searched what “ruthless top” meant, then through this entry I linked out to many more entries.

    These bits and pieces of entries opened the door to a new world for me.

    Gay men were lazy and did not like exerting themselves, so there were more 0s and fewer 1s.

    Shen Yuesheng was a 0, and could not find a 1, so he spent money to hire a laborer.

    Some gay men were obsessed with positions. Shen Yuesheng’s ex had made him a 1 while being a 0 for others, which hurt his self-respect, so on a moment of impulse he made an appointment with me.

    Actually, if I had to always be a 1, it was not like I could not accept it.

    But if the road was dry and had no water, how was it supposed to be done?

    I opened the site in my favorites, clicked into a section I had never explored before, and casually found a GV.

    Just watching the foreplay made me nauseous enough to bear it, and when I fast-forwarded to the insertion part, I almost threw up.

    To calm my wounded soul, I clicked on an AV and watched for a few minutes, but could not get into it.

    If men would not work, then women would not work either?

    I was very depressed, so I switched back to Xiaohongshu. The most-liked comment on the post said: Some gay men just like posting controversial content, then set their phones to vibrate and put them in their crotch, the more we curse at him, the happier he gets.

    The internet is too full of hostility, do not let their emotions affect you. We still have to work tomorrow, so right now I must sleep.

    In a fit of anger, I deleted my account, hugged the blanket and counted sheep, and as I counted, I fell asleep.

    The apartments sold in the first and second ring of Yucheng were all fully decorated, and the housing prices were very high. I did not have money, so I bought a bare-shell apartment in the third ring.

    At the beginning of April, the new apartment was handed over, and my mom and I immediately went to inspect it.

    The bathroom did not have a toilet, and the pipes without trim were exposed outside the wall. The cement floor was bare and stark… though I had already been prepared, seeing the blood, sweat, and years of hard work buy this kind of thing still made me feel a little cold inside.

    My mom said, “Then let’s go back to the old house and live there for a few more years.”

    The old house had been assigned by the factory when my mom followed my dad into the city to work. My mom had thought we would be moving to a new place soon, so last month she had already listed the old house with an agent.

    Right now there were still outside debts, no money for renovations, and no money to buy furniture, so we could only go back and live there first.

    We had already lived there for almost 30 years, so these extra few months did not matter.

    I forced out a smile. “Our house style counts as retro industrial style. Quite a few renovation bloggers spend hundreds of thousands renovating places to look like this. Next month, once I make money and buy two beds, we can move in here.”

    My mom had worked for so many years and paid her own labor insurance. She retired four years ago. If it had been two years later, then in 2024 she would have retired at 58. Retirement marked the end of a wage slave’s life of work, and by rights she should have been living a good life, but after my mom retired, she went out every few days to do odd jobs to supplement the household.

    My second aunt caught a cold a few days ago and shot a video of herself getting an IV drip to urge payment of debts, deliberately trying to make us feel bad.

    It was all because I was useless.

    If only I could earn a bit more money.

    I had been smiling on the way to inspect the apartment, but on the way back I was miserable.

    The new apartment and the old apartment were respectively in west and east Yucheng, and taking the subway was faster than driving, so I had not driven today.

    At the subway entrance I ran into an old man selling roasted sweet potatoes. My mom asked, “How much per jin?”

    The old man said, “10 yuan.”

    My mom turned and left right away, and I trotted after her.

    After walking two streets, we saw an older woman selling hawthorn rolls. My mom asked, “How much per jin?”

    The older woman said, “10 yuan.”

    My mom turned again, and only after walking far away did she say, “Selling it so expensive, it’s basically robbery!”

    I scratched my head and comforted her, “Maybe the roasted sweet potato seller wanted to eat hawthorn rolls, and the hawthorn roll seller wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes.”

    My mom burst out laughing. “Only you are so glib!”

    In the end, we bought some chives and went home, stir-fried a dish of chives and eggs, and ate two bowls of rice with the pickled cowpeas in the fridge.

    Prices were skyrocketing now, and if there was not a bit of money in your pocket, you would not want to buy anything.

    I opened Boss Zhipin and submitted my resume to a few advertising companies.

    Lin Yiran had worked in the advertising industry for 16 years, and his key clients for cooperation were spread all across the country. His name was thunderous in the industry. To avoid a new company’s background check on my resume asking about Lin Yiran, I did not write my KA experience on the resume.

    The advertising circle in Yucheng was only that big. Even if I changed jobs to another company, as long as I was still in the advertising industry, one day I would run into Lin Yiran.

    I did not want any more interaction with this dog, so I searched on Boss Zhipin for other industries with pay similar to my current salary. Technical jobs required work experience, fresh graduate positions required a matching major, and to do management, I did not have enough qualifications… it seemed that if I wanted money, I could only keep doing sales.

    Other KAs had collections in the tens or hundreds of thousands, but my eight or ten thousand in collections could not even meet the assessment. How was I supposed to make money?

    Could I really have to go find key clients?

    I had no connections and no resources, and even if I found them, I could not sign. Was the loss I took at Pinsheng last quarter not enough?

    I should first do what I could do in front of me. If I wanted everything, in the end I would get nothing.

    But if I kept signing shabby little orders and taking one step at a time, I still would not meet performance goals.

    I could not keep going like this.

    I did not want to just sit and wait for death, but if I did not sign small orders, what else could I do?

    Go lick Shen Yuesheng again?

    No!

    Why was I thinking of him again?

    Recently, whenever I got close to the office desk, I would think of Shen Yuesheng. I had thought that once I left the office desk, I would not think of him, but I had not expected that today, even though I was not working, I would still think of him.

    I was really possessed.

    Wait, maybe I could use Shen Yuesheng to sign other clients in the education industry!

    Lin Yiran often said: the clients’ older brothers are all surrounded by older brothers, and doing circles and layers is just, through one older brother, taking care of a bunch of older brothers.

    Pinsheng was a top national vocational education institution, and its reputation in the industry was resounding. As long as I told other vocational education clients: I had cooperated with Pinsheng before, then they would look at me a bit more highly.

    With the buff of having cooperated with Pinsheng, it would be much easier to sign同行 clients too.

    Heh, since you pulled your dick out and became heartless, then do not blame me for using the banner of cooperating with you to swindle fellow businesses!

    I quickly searched for recent education summits, and there happened to be one in Yucheng the afternoon after tomorrow. I immediately clicked to reserve a spot, hugged my phone and rolled around on the bed, thinking about how I would soon be able to sign a bunch of education clients, smiling until I went to sleep.

    In the afternoon of April 8, 2027, I gathered together with many principals from famous schools.

    A girl came walking over from the front and asked, “May I ask which school you are from?”

    I saw that she was in her twenties, and did not look like a principal, more like a同行, so I made up nonsense and said, “I am from the Blue翔 excavator school.”

    Girl: “…”

    At a regular industry summit, the ruthless ones usually sat in the front row. I took a roundabout path to the front of the venue and saw a group of old brothers in their forties talking eloquently.

    Anyone in education could talk. Compared with middle-aged greasy men drinking and being rude in restaurants, these principals were just bragging in a more literary way.

    I was just about to scam this group of old brothers, when I suddenly smelled a faint cedar scent.

    Noticing the movement behind him, Shen Yuesheng turned his head, and I unexpectedly collided once again with those alluring peach blossom eyes.

    Dizzy, the main person was right next to me, how was I still supposed to swindle fellow businesses!

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