RACING;HUALIAN

Chapter 4

Hua Cheng awoke on a soft big bed with a man in his arms next to him and he couldn't help but admire his features.

His nose was straight and his lips were full, he had high cheekbones and a sharp jawline. He reached his hand out to poke his cheek and found that the man's skin was very soft.

"I'm embarrassed that you'll just admire me until I wake. Although, I do not mind." The man looked up at him making his chest feel warm. Then, the man spoke while sitting up.

He pushed Hua Cheng's shoulder softly and sighed. "I have to leave for a while to take care of some business in the heavens." The man climbed out of the bed and put on his outer robe.

Hua Cheng sat straight up with a cold sweat down his back. He looked to the side to see Xie Lian's sleeping face as a sense of Deja Vu washed over him. He reached out his hand to touch his face just to make sure he's there. Suddenly, his eyes opened and peered up at him. He didn't have time to retract his hand so he just quietly observed him.

"Uh... hi San Lang. Did you sleep well?" He coughed lightly and Hua Cheng felt his cheeks heat up at the close contact. He nodded and made a move to get out of the bed. He quickly walked out of the room and leaned against the wall sighing heavily feeling his fast heartbeat against his chest.

Hua Cheng walked into the kitchen to make breakfast for him and Xie Lian when he bumped into his annoying older brother. "So... I saw you carrying a certain someone in here yesterday. Something I should know about? Hmm?" He Xuan had his hands on his hips annoying the younger who pushed him out of the kitchen's pathway.

"It's none of your business. Mind Shi Qingxuan since he's your boyfriend." Hua Cheng said grabbing eggs out of the refrigerator. "Don't call that dumbass my boyfriend!" He Xuan stormed off making his brother laugh to himself.

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Xie Lian ate all of the breakfast Hua Cheng made for him and thanking the younger many times. "No need for thank you amongst friends." After he finished, Hua Cheng let him borrow some clothes. The red t-shirt was a little big on him and the pants only fit around his waist. He noticed that Hua Cheng was very slender compared to him. Xie Lian had muscle since he worked out four times a week and typically ate a lot when Mu Qing brought him food.

It's just the past couple days, he had forgotten and Mu Qing was oddly busy. He realized he left his car at the track. He Xuan offered to drive him to get it. The car ride was very quiet besides the many innuendos made by He Xuan. When they arrived, Xie Lian thanked them and exchanged numbers with Hua Cheng which his brother teased him about.

Xie Lian got home and immediately went to nap on his couch. He slept for God knows how long and woke up when it was late into the night. Yawning, he checked his phone seeing three missed calls from Mu Qing and forty-seven from Feng Xin. He made a mental note to call them back later because he saw a text from Hua Cheng asking if he got home safely. He replied 'Yes' with a smiling face and turned off his phone but he got impatient and picked it up again waiting for a reply from the handsome boy.

After about two minutes, he got a reply which read: That's good (; Do you want to get lunch this Saturday? Xie Lian's face heated up as he stared at his screen for longer than necessary. He finally replied with a 'Sure!' after five minutes. Little did he know the person on the other end was going through a similar predicament.

When Hua Cheng saw the text from Xie Lian agreeing to lunch, he nearly had a heart attack on the spot. He wanted to say something else but decided to leave the conversation at that. He laid on his bed looking at the ceiling and imagined the lunch he had planned on Saturday.

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Mu Qing sneezed and grabbed a tissue. "Nasty bastard. You better not bring that shit around Xie Lian." Feng Xin said resisting the urge to hit him outside of Xie Lian's door. Mu Qing rolled his eyes and grabbed his key from his pocket unlocking the door. They walked in and found Xie Lian sprawled on the large couch with a dumb smile on his face.

"What happened to you and why the hell didn't you answer our phone calls?" Mu Qing said plopping on the couch next to Xie Lian. The man had his short hair pulled into a small ponytail. He wore a long peacoat with  a black turtleneck and dark trousers. Xie Lian ignored him and looked over at Feng Xin who had surprisingly not spoken yet. He wore a brown leather jacket with dark blue jeans and a gray shirt, his short brown hair was messy.

"Are you okay? Don't tell me you hit your head again." Feng Xin said finally sitting down. Xie Lian wanted to glare at him but knew he meant with sincerity. There was once Xie Lian hit his head on the very hard wall and for days, he wouldn't stop laughing. Of course, this was when he was younger but his friends wouldn't let him live it down.

"No, I haven't. I'm fine actually more than fine. I'm great." He said sitting up and smiling brightly. "Yep, he definitely hit his head again." Mu Qing said matter of factly. This time Xie Lian did glare and spoke, "I didn't but I have made a new friend.''

"You did? Who are they? Can we meet them?" Feng Xin said scooting to the edge of his seat. "You can. I was with him this past day so I didn't call you guys. Sorry."

"It's fine but who is this guy? Where did you meet him and more importantly when did you meet him?" Mu Qing waving his hand.

"I met him at the bar the day before yesterday. Then, he came to my race yesterday and I went back to his house and spent the night. He's really nice and respectful. His name is-"

"Wait! Let me get this straight. You met this guy at a bar and then he came to your race and you slept with him?!" Feng Xin said dumbfounded. Xie Lian waved his hands and shook his head. He regretted leaving the part of him fainting out of the story. "I didn't sleep with him. Well...I did. But not in the way you guys think!"

"Something must've happened for you to sleep at a complete stranger's house. What happened?" Mu Qing shushed Feng Xin by covering his mouth. "I felt sick and I knew you guys would blow it out of proportion so I left it out." Xie Lian felt a tinge of guilt.

"We wouldn't blow it out of-" Before Mu Qing could finish, Feng Xin smacked away his hand and rushed to Xie Lian holding his hand. "OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?! DO YOU STILL FEEL SICK?! WE ARE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!''

Mu Qing smacked his own forehead while Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.