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Maxwell sighed, forget it, there’s no point in pursuing this matter.
After washing the dishes and coming out, I was watching a TV drama. Maxwell also sat down beside me, watching the lovey–dovey plot of the drama.
Maxwell’s eyes flashed with disdain, why watch such a cheesy drama.
I yawned and looked at my watch. How could it almost be twelve o’clock??? I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.
Seeing me acting a bit silly, Maxwell couldn’t help but smile.
I didn’t hear that laugh. I scratched my head, “I have a guest room here. If it’s convenient for you, you can stay here tonight. It’s quite late now.”
Maxwell agreed. But just as I opened the guest room door, I saw only a bed without sheets.
Me: “…” I forgot I put them away last week!!
I was devastated. I showed Maxwell a smile uglier than crying, “Then… Maxwell, would you mind sleeping with me? If you don’t mind…”
“Okay”
Maxwell agreed so quickly that even I didn’t react, and then I dazedly led him into my bedroom.
Fortunately, I bought a double bed, enough for two adult men to lie on.
Maxwell and I were back to back. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard Maxwell ask, “I still don’t know, what’s your name?”
11:10 PM
I smacked my lips, “My name is Caleb.”
Maxwell rolled my name around in his mouth a few times, then said softly.
“Okay, good night, Caleb.”
But I had already fallen asleep.
Tonight, I dreamed again, but this time it seemed a bit different from before.
The person in the dream had a face identical to Maxwell’s, even the way he frowned was exactly the same as Maxwell’s. “Caleb?”
I only then realized that this time’s man seemed different from before.
“Are you… Maxwell?” I asked softly, voicing a question I didn’t even believe myself.
But unexpectedly, the man nodded, “Yes, I’m Maxwell.”
I remained vigilant, “Do you have any proof?”
Maxwell seemed calm, “You made me a bowl of noodles tonight, tomato and egg noodles. I washed the bowl, and then you were watching a cheesy drama. We watched until about twelve o’clock, then you let me stay at your place. Now I’m sleeping in your bed.”
“Stop, stop, stop! I know it’s you, okay!” I felt a bit of a headache.
I looked around, “So where are we now?”
Maxweil rubbed his chin, “I think we’re in a parallel universe right now, and dreams are the only medium for us to come here. You must have memories of the previous dreams, right?”
I hesitated for a moment, “Were those your own actions?”
Maxwell shook his head, “I could only act on my own the first time. The second time I was purely a spectator.”
Hearing about the second time, my face turned red, but I still hopefully asked, “Did you see everything?”
Maxwell raised an eyebrow, “Of course.”
Me: “…” I felt like I couldn’t face Maxwell anymore.
Maxwell hesitated for a moment, “But yesterday, for some reason, I didn’t dream. I slept through the night.”
Now I was sure, Maxwell was no longer a suspect.
“You seemed pretty happy when you were being hugged,” Maxwell said mischievously, looking at me who was lost in thought.
My earlobes turned red, and I didn’t deny it, mumbling softly, “Hugs feel nice…
Maxwell poked my earlobe, “Do you want to try it?”
I couldn’t help but let my mind wander, flashing through countless R–rated scenes.
“Try… try what?” I thought to myself, well, Maxwell isn’t bad, handsome with a good body, doing that kind of thing wouldn’t be bad…
“Let’s try hugging,” Maxwell said with a smile in his eyes. “You weren’t thinking something else, were you?”
“No… not at all!” My voice involuntarily got louder as my thoughts were exposed.
The basement was already stuffy and hot. I swallowed, “So… shall we?”
Seeing how nervous I was, Maxwell seemed to be affected too. His Adam’s apple bobbed, “Let’s do it.”
11:10 PM
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Maxwell gently hugged me. I rested in Maxwell’s neck, my shallow breaths hitting his neck.
Maxwell heard my quiet request, “Can you hug me tighter?”
Maxwell suppressed the desire to possess me that was clamoring in his heart. He applied more strength with his arms, our bodies pressed tightly together, even our heartbeats seemed to synchronize.
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of contentment.
I like hugs. I like this feeling of being held tightly. It makes me feel deeply loved.
At six–thirty, the alarm clock rang on time. I opened my eyes to find Maxwell’s figure already gone from the bed.
After that hug, the dream disappeared.
- up.
I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to wash up. As I brushed my teeth, I thought to myself, Maxwell must have left already, right?
After brushing my teeth and going downstairs, I saw porridge still steaming on the table, along with several small appetizing side dishes.
Maxwell walked out of the kitchen. Seeing me, he raised an eyebrow, “Awake? I was just about to call you down for breakfast.”
I opened and closed my mouth, “I thought you had left…”
Maxwell flicked my forehead, “Go sit down and eat. I’ll wash the dishes after you’re done, then I’ll drive you to work.”
I ate the porridge with tears in my eyes, looking at Maxwell, “You’re really so capable!”
Maxwell: “…”
Maxwell tugged at the corner of his mouth, “Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and eat.”
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After eating, Maxwell went to wash the dishes. While feeling touched, I was also secretly wondering if I could turn Maxwell into my roommate.
After all, who doesn’t like a handsome guy? And he has six–pack abs too.
Maxwell started the car, and I had just fastened my seatbelt in the passenger seat.
Maxwell didn’t even need to look beside him to know I was hesitating. Although he didn’t know what I was wavering about, Maxwell still spoke
“What’s wrong? You look like you want to say something?”
I gathered my courage and decided to speak, “From now on, every night, can you hug me like you did yesterday?”
Maxwell’s hand on the steering wheel paused, his tone still calm, “Why?”
I lowered my head, mumbling softly, “Because hugging you feels… nice…”
Maxwell was silent for a while, seemingly unsatisfied with this answer.
I kept waiting for Maxwell’s response, until we arrived at the company. Only then did I dare to remind him softly, “… Did you forget something?”
Maxwell was in the middle of unbuckling his seatbelt. Hearing my words, he paused and looked down at me.
Just when I thought Maxwell was going to refuse, I heard Maxwell’s cold voice, “Come here.”
I happily pounced on him.
And so, the two of us would hug each other every day. Gradually, Maxwell found his attitude changing. Before, he had treated me like a little pet, but recently, Maxwell found himself becoming more and more passive in this relationship.
He seemed to… have fallen in love with me.
