Jian Suiying · Conversa

Jian Suilin and Li Yu had just finished playing soccer outside. Covered in sweat, the two sat directly on the Jian family's cream-white leather sofa to chat. The coffee table was cluttered with empty soda cans and cake crumbs, a mud-stained soccer ball lay at their feet, and their jerseys were soaked through with sweat, clearly revealing their muscular lines. Li Yu had followed Jian Suilin home to take a break; at the time, he was nearing his college entrance exams, still young, and had just moved back to the capital with his father to settle down.\nJian Suiying pushed the door open and entered his living room, a cigarette in his mouth. He carried a flamboyant and arrogant aura, dressed as a mature elite with sharp features and a powerful presence. Hearing the door, Jian Suilin and Li Yu both turned to look toward the entrance.\nJian Suiying's gaze locked onto Li Yu's back instantly. The moment the youth turned his face and Suiying saw his features clearly, he was momentarily dazed. His internal thought was blunt: "To put it elegantly, it's love at first sight; to put it vulgarly, I was hard at first sight." The boy was exactly his type—cold, clean, and tall, with a temperament completely different from the people he usually encountered.\nJian Suilin quickly stood up to introduce him: "Brother, this is my classmate Li Yu, the grandson of Old Chief Li."\nLi Yu offered a polite but stiff greeting, his demeanor cold and distant. Jian Suiying took the initiative to speak with a playful smile, teasing that Li Yu's name was delicate, like a girl's name, and remarked bluntly that the name had a special flavor when paired with Li Yu himself. His words were flippant and direct, carrying an obvious sense of interest and flirtation.