Come out of the closet?
No, not possible.
At least, not right then.
It was a rare chance that his parents could make a trip home, and Pei Zhen didn't want them to leave all upset.
Trying hard to suppress more coughing, Pei Zhen lightly scratched Fu Sichen's palm with his little finger, and whispered, "Boyfriend, don't stir trouble now."
Fu Sichen understood Pei Zhen's difficulties. He was ill-at-ease too when he saw the tinge of guilt on Pei Zhen's face.
Leaning towards Pei Zhen, he quickly and lightly brushed his face against Pei Zhen's and said, "Just kidding. Don't take it to heart."
It was a light and gentle contact, but Fu Sichen's heart-warming gesture touched Pei Zhen so much that he almost held Fu Sichen's hand impulsively to make the important announcement of them being together.
He was his boyfriend, and it was a serious relationship.
Fu Sichen was exceptionally good, and he loved Fu Sichen!
