Suddenly Became a Boy – What Should I Do? - Chapter 54.3

Gu Nian dragged Lin Xin to the center of the room, positioning him face-up on the floor with a deliberate, methodical precision, his face a mask of cold focus. He set up a camera directly in front of Lin Xin before stepping aside to wait for his “performance” to begin.

What followed was an excruciating spectacle. Though Lin Xin’s body remained immobile, every other sensation surged through him, each nerve ablaze with amplified, excruciating intensity. The pain from Gu Nian’s slap kept him conscious, while overwhelming sensations coursed through his nerves, sending confusing and unbearable signals to his brain.

The increasingly intense heat, the progressively weakening body, and the hardening… “Brother.”

Lin Xin, of course, realized exactly what he’d just ingested, but there was nothing he could do about it. Oddly, this revelation brought a peculiar sense of calm, as though accepting the situation made it easier to endure. Instead of worrying about losing his “virtue,” Lin Xin decided it was better to view the situation as Gu Nian exposing his own lack of decency. Once this clicked, Lin Xin abandoned all resistance, lying down quietly to let the drug wear off naturally.

But to Gu Nian, Lin Xin’s compliance appeared to be silent consent—a sign that Lin Xin was ready to join him in a night of passion. Without waiting any longer, Gu Nian reached out, tugging at the zipper of Lin Xin’s jacket.

Five minutes later, Gu Nian was still wrestling with Lin Xin’s seemingly endless layers of clothing, his frustration bubbling over as he yanked and pulled in vain. Lin Xin couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Lin Xin never imagined that, despite their completely opposing intentions, his heavy-duty “armor” could actually buy him some precious time.

Time enough for Cheng Shiyin to arrive.

Gu Nian, frustrated and cursing under his breath, finally abandoned Lin Xin’s jacket. But just as he turned his attention to Lin Xin’s one remaining layer—his jeans—sounds of a fierce struggle erupted from beyond the door.

Clearly giving up any pretense of subtlety, Gu Nian snarled a string of expletives, his movements becoming erratic and fueled by raw desperation. Nothing would stop him now. Whoever was trying to interfere could watch and learn what it meant to “put things in.”

“If it’s Cheng Shiyin, all the better,” Gu Nian thought, his hands working faster.

Outside, Cheng Shiyin frantically raced against Gu Nian’s increasingly rapid actions.

He unbuttoned the jeans.
She toppled the last chair barricading the door.
He pulled down the zipper.
She burst through the door.

Gu Nian turned, ready to confront whoever dared interrupt him—and froze as Cheng Shiyin came into view.

Seeing her, Gu Nian felt a surge of twisted satisfaction, as though the universe had conspired to gift him this perfect opportunity. He stared at her with predatory intent, licking his lower lip as though savoring the idea of devouring her. But first, he intended to devour Lin Xin.

Without hesitation, Gu Nian turned back to Lin Xin and yanked his underwear down in one swift motion.

“Boing!”

A massive “Dior” swung upward in a dramatic arc, smacking Gu Nian squarely in the face with a resounding thwack that left his expression frozen in utter disbelief. It wobbled on his resilient skin, its every jiggle radiating a terror more profound than hell itself.

Author’s Note
Ah, I feel so much better now.