Xuan Ling looked at his watch as his other hand protected it from the blinding rays of the midday sun. The rain has stopped more than twenty minutes ago and the sun has now dominated like a distant beast. He had been standing so long by the subway station.

No more than a minute, someone came and stood beside him. The dominating aura quickly sent shivers to Xuan Ling's spine as he hesitated to take a quick look to confirm who that person was.

This man couldn't possibly the person he's been waiting for! It's impossible! He Yu is a gay idiot who couldn't possibly possess such aura.

He adjusted his stand and moved quite a few inches slowly from the man. From the shadows reflecting on the ground, he could see that it was a tall lean man, looking taller than his own shadow and has a clean hair cut. No! He Yu is has his hair down to his shoulder.

He froze. Was it one of his comrades? Did someone from the camp followed him?

He immediately turned to face him, only to be welcomed by a sweet yet manly smell of cologne that came with the breeze. Standing in front of him was an intimidatingly handsome man, he was staring straight into the opposite direction, his hands settled inside his pant pockets. At one glance, he looked like a freshly-shaved celebrity who got lost into the bustling crowd of people waiting for their ride.

Xuan Ling looked all around and extracted his phone from his coat pocket, accidentally pulling his handkerchief along. The handkerchief fell into the wet ground with Xuan Ling unable to notice.

From his phone, he dialled the number of the person he'd plan to meet. There was absolutely no answer. After six dials, he turned side to side in search for any signs of He Yu. There was no one who seemed to resemble He Yu even from the farthest distance.

From the distorted shadows on the wet ground, he noticed the man beside him move closer, extending his hand towards him.

"I knew it. Did someone send a spy to follow me?" he turned to ask. The man looked at him with a big question mark visible all over his face. It wasn't anyone he knew from the unit.

"What?"the man questioned. "I was just giving you your handkerchief, it fell into the ground. Here" In his hand was a white handkerchief with a beautiful embroidery of Xuan Ling's name.

"Xuan Ling..." the man called his name, reading from the material. "I'm Wang Yichen. He Yu's cousin"

"Why is it you?"

"My cousin had to go meet his mother. Don't even dare to complain. I was forced to meet a stranger here, I should be the one to complain." Wang Yichen stood proud, not even sparing a glance at Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling who silently and carefully observed Yichen suddenly started to clap his hands in amusement. "Do you usually never blink and move your head? Are they stiff?"

Wang Yichen's jaw clashed as he hears the indirect insult. He faced Xuan Ling, a very dangerous smirk formed on his lips. "Everything about me is more than just stiff."

Xuan Ling swallowed as he stepped one feet sidewards further away from Wang Yichen. Now what the heck is this man implying with those dangerously threatening word?

"What do you mean?" Xuan Ling asked, his brows furrowing in curiosity. Wang Yichen shrugged and looked at his own watch.

"I'm busy. Let's begin the business and end it right away."

Xuan Ling nodded. Out of his own instinct, this Wang Yichen guy isn't someone he could mess around with.

"He Yu said you'd be handing something in."

"Yes. But this has to go to him with confidentiality. Don't even try to open it up on your way to He Yu." Xuan Ling said, his voice serious as ice but his mind secretly shivering in mixed nervousness and intimidation.

No matter how he thinks about it, there was something about Wang Yichen that just seemed to sort him out of the ordinary people Xuan Ling had met in his entire lifetime. He was not just different, he's extraordinarily different.

Xuan Ling's thinking got distracted by the sound of tearing papers. He almost jumped in fright when he saw Wang Yichen opening up the small thing wrapped in paper. The dangerously confidential item inside quickly burst into sight. Xuan Ling closed his eyes in humiliation as he tried to snatch the thing away from Wang Yichen's grip.

Wang Yichen smirked as he saw what was in the paper wrap. He suppressed his laughter as he looked at the humiliated man attempting to steal the paper bag from him.

"Give it to me! Dumb*ss!" Xuan Ling cursed.

"What will my precious cousin do with this silly things?" Wang Yichen asked in utter amusement. Xuan Ling cursed once more.

"I thought you were a military man? Why do you send this to my male cousin? Are you a gay too?" Wang Yichen continued to ask.

"I don't f*cking know why your crazy cousin asked me to buy this, damn it! Deliver to him and ask him your God-damned question!" Xuan Ling harshly stopped from taking the paper bag from Wang Yichen's hand and walked away.

Never in his entire life has he been humiliated with his sexuality. That Wang Yichen!

'If I see that Wang Yichen again, I will cut his tiny d*ck off and feed it to the pigs!'

He dialled He Yu's number.

"Hello" He Yu's voice sounded freaking erotic, this gay!

"You got me into trouble, you crazy whim!" he scolded He Yu. He Yu sighed on the other line. "My boyfriend came early, I had to send that cousin of mine to get the toys. I'm sorry, Xuan Ling"

"You're just as well crazy as your idiot cousin! I told him not to open the bag but he tore it infront of me and called me a f*cking gay!"

He Yu laughed on the other side. "Damn it, He Yu. I ran out of duty to run an errand for you and this is what I get! I will never run any errands for you anymore!" He ended the call and brushed his hair in frustration.

He's a soldier with dignity, might and honor. If that stupid Wang Yichen would ever cross paths with him again, he'd use everything he learned in the military to bring that bully down and call him 'GAY'!...

Xuan Ling gasped for air as the big calloused hand caressed him, the wet and wild tongue playing inside his earlobes and the body that has totally dominated him.

He struggled as the dim light coming from the moon showed minimal identifications of who the person on top of him was. Judging from the power that he couldn't overcome, reality hit him that it wasn't a woman.

It was a male.

A male much bigger than him!

Much more powerful!

His kicks and punches were all ignored as the dominant on top of him catches both his arms and locked them above his head. He groaned as he felt one hand caressing down the direction of his manhood.

"Let go now!" He demanded with fading voice that made him momentarily surrender.

How long has this man been on top of him? On his own house? On his own room? On his own bed?

"Babe..." it was with a weak, gentle but erotic voice that the man has whispered this words right inches away from his ears and licked it tough and good.

In a swift move, the dominant turned Xuan Ling that he is now facing his bed, his a*s now on the grasped of the mysterious perverted man. The man lifted his waist that now, he is about to be devoured on a doggy-style dirtiness.

"Damn it, you a*shole! I'm a soldier! I will kill you with my bare hands if you dare touch my a*s!" finally earning the strength as he was how on an advantageous position, he kicked his left foot backwards. His kick wasn't that successful but strong enough to momentarily distract the pervert behind him.

He left the bed in a flash and aimed for the lights. Sprinting to the switch, a strong hand grasped him tightly. And as his attempt to press on the lights had succeeded, he turned to face the pervert who trespassed into his apartment.

A dangerously perverted stare met his eyes while the half of the intruder's face was now fully covered in a pull up mask.

He remember those eyes.

'Where have I seen them?' Xuan Ling thought.

In a short while, he finally realized. It was the same eyes he'd seen from the intimidating man at the subway station!

Wang Yichen!?

"Wang Yichen! You asshole! I'm going to kill you!" Xuan Ling punched Wang Yichen's face, unintentionally taking his mask down to his neck. Xuan Ling's move made Wang Yichen distant himself as he deal with the pain on his face. Xuan Ling saw the blood flow from Wang Yichen's nose, which was where he originally aimed his deadly punch at.

"You can't defeat me! I'm a soldier!" He stood proudly, making sure that this stupid Wang Yichen knows who he's fighting with!

"I know that, baby!" The man answered, not even attempting to deny his identity.

"So you're really Wang Yichen! Damn you! You are a gay!?" Xuan Ling said, he moved to his bedside table, behind him, he grabbed the top drawer and gently pulled it open. Inside the drawer, lies his gun. In a swift movement, he grabbed the gun, pointing it towards Wang Yichen who was about to close the distance between them.

"Don't come any closer! I'm telling you, I will shot you with this gun!" Xuan Ling threatened.

"Really?" Wang Yichen smirked. Xuan Ling was disoriented by Wang Yichen's sarcasm towards the loaded gun pointing at his head. Wang Yichen took the initiative to steal the gun away from the dazed man. He now was pointing it directly to Xuan Ling's forehead.

Xuan Ling, who seemed hypnotized by Wang Yichen's smirk suddenly realized what has happened upon feeling the cold barrel of the gun on his own forehead.

"Believe me, I will pull this trigger if you make any offensive moves!" Now, It's Wang Yichen's turn to threaten the vulnerable and distracted Ling.

"Damn you! This is my house! How dare you come here and point my own gun to my forehead! Don't you have your own gun, you coward gay!?"

"So, are you calling me a gay?"

"What do you call yourself other than a coward gay! Wang Yichen, f*cking let go of me!"

"Well, I do have one gun here," he teased, looking diwn in between his legs. He didn't move, an evil and mischievous smile crept slowly on his lips, his eyes held a captivating gaze that indicated danger.

"What do you need!?" Xuan Ling asked when he wasn't able to get a response from the intruder.

"I told you I'm more than just stiff, didn't I? You didn't seem to believe me, so I came to prove you I was correct"

"Damn you, a*shole!" he shouted at Wang Yichen in rage and humiliation!

"Xuan Ling! Wake up! You're having a nightmare!" Xuan Ling's friend, Jiang Zi tapped his shoulder. That night, the boys had too much of a drink at Xuan Ling's apartment. Fortunately, Jiang Zi have heard Xuan Ling talking in his sleep, if not, Xuan Ling would've had to suffer more of the nightmare.

'Damn that Wang Yichen! I will really kill him! That bastard!'

Xuan Ling stomped his feet on the matress. He gazed around the room and immediately, on his mind, their seem to be an image erotically playing on his sorroundings, on the bed, near the light switch, everywhere!

Xuan Ling immediately left the bed, wore his boots, grabbed the key from the bedside table. Without a single word, he marched out of his own house, leaving the clueless Jiang Zi. Jiang Zi kicked the boys one by one to wake them up.

"What's going on?" Xiao Bai asked.

"Xuan Ling left."

"Where'd he go at the middle of the night? It's so cold outside." Li Chen asked curiously, peeping out the window, where the breeze whistled with the coldness of night.

"He didn't say."