At his birthday party, Asher Vance suggested playing a game of "Blind Man's Bluff." He deliberately mistook his childhood sweetheart for me and held her in a passionate kiss for three whole minutes. The crowd started teasing: "Asher, your girl is jealous. You better go comfort her." Asher said dismissively: "It's just a game. If we took this seriously, we would have broken up dozens of times by now." He didn't know that this time, I really took it seriously. On my way home alone, Hayden sent me nine shirtless photos of his abs. I swiped through them one by one, dialed his number, and summoned the courage to ask: "My boyfriend doesn't have abs. Can I borrow yours to touch?" Chapter 1 The private karaoke room went dead silent when Asher Vance pulled Jenny into his arms and kissed her. Everyone’s eyes darted towards me, gauging my reaction. I was stunned. Asher was my boyfriend of three years. Tonight was his birthday, and we were celebrating with a bunch of friends in a private room at a trendy bar downtown. When the party was in full swing, he suggested playing "Blind Man's Bluff." Asher’s best friend started riling him up: "Asher, you and Chloe have been together for three years, you guys must have incredible telepathy. How about you find her while blindfolded and give her a French kiss?" Honestly, I was hesitant. I didn't want to play this kind of game in front of so many people. But Asher was super into it, acting all confident: "Bring it on, who's scared? I could recognize Chloe with my eyes closed." The friends, always up for some drama, immediately got a blindfold from a waiter and handed it to Asher. After the game started, Asher passed right by me. He paused for a moment but didn't recognize me. He walked a couple of steps further and pulled his childhood friend, Jenny, into his arms. Everyone wanted to tell him he was kissing the wrong person, but he was kissing her so passionately. Seeing my lack of reaction, everyone shut their mouths and said nothing more. The kiss lasted for three whole minutes. Jenny broke free from Asher’s arms, gasping for air. Asher took off the blindfold, looked at the person in front of him, and a look of shock flashed across his eyes. "Jenny, why is it you?" "It's me." Jenny looked at me aggressively: "I thought your feelings were deeper, turns out you guys aren't that close." Everyone started teasing: "Asher Vance, sister-in-law is angry, you better go comfort her." Asher looked me up and down and said indifferently: "It's just a game, if we took this seriously, we would have broken up dozens of times already." After saying that, he walked over to me and explained: "I didn't mean to recognize the wrong person, blame it on the fact that you and Jenny wore the same perfume today." Chapter 2 I actually didn't wear perfume today. But the perfume Jenny wore tonight was indeed the one I usually wear. But that's not an excuse. I'm 5'6", Jenny is 5'2", a difference of 4 inches. If you can't tell the difference when kissing, your brain must be fried. Plus, I accidentally saw the chat history between Asher and Jenny last night. Jenny bet him: [Asher Vance, do you dare to kiss me in front of Chloe tomorrow?] Asher: [Why wouldn't I dare? I plan to play Blind Man's Bluff tomorrow, and then I'll kiss you in front of her, she won't dare to get angry.] Jenny: [Sounds exciting, then I'll wear the same perfume as her tomorrow, okay?] Asher: [Okay. But, if I do this, is there a reward?] Jenny: [If you dare to kiss me in front of her, I'll give you my virginity, do you dare to take it?] Asher: [If you dare to give it, I dare to take it.] Jenny: [Aren't you afraid she'll break up with you?] Asher: [Don't worry, I'm her first love, she's well-behaved and traditional, she won't marry anyone but me in this life.] [Besides, you aren't afraid of your boyfriend getting jealous, what am I afraid of?] Jenny: [You're so bad, but I like it! I'll be watching your performance tomorrow.] Jenny and Asher were childhood sweethearts, they had seen each other running around in diapers. So, their chats were very explicit. Their daily interactions also lacked boundaries. Jenny would proactively tell Asher her measurements, what size bra she wore. She even half-jokingly said to Asher: "Asher Vance, can you give me a set of lingerie for my birthday? I'm sure it'll be exciting to wear it to tease my boyfriend." Before, whenever I got jealous, Asher would come and coax me: "Jenny is just a tomboy, I don't treat her like a woman, don't be petty with her." Asher was very handsome, the campus heartthrob at our university. He was very considerate to me, a rich second-generation kid driving a sports car, sticking to me every day to run errands for me. Under his aggressive pursuit, I agreed to date him. After we started dating, I found out he had a childhood friend with no boundaries. If I had known earlier, no matter how handsome he was, I wouldn't have considered him. Now, he kissed the tomboy he talked about. Asher's explanation made me uncomfortable, I picked up my bag and said: "I don't feel well, I'm leaving first." Seeing this, friends reminded Asher: "Asher, that joke you just made was too much, sister-in-law definitely can't accept it, go chase her." Asher sat on the sofa without moving, he glanced at me and said coldly: "Chloe, today is my birthday, are you sure you want to embarrass me?" Chapter 3 "You embarrassed me first." I dropped a sentence and left the private room without looking back. Behind me, Asher kicked over the trash can by his feet. Jenny approached with a wine glass and said heartlessly: "Asher, why are you angry on such a happy day? I'll drink with you." Asher downed the wine in one gulp, then sent me a message: "Come back, I'll clear your shopping cart for you, okay?" Asher had never lacked money, and he was always generous. Before, whenever we quarreled, he would buy buy buy until I calmed down. He thought this time, he could coax me with the same old tricks. But this time, I was serious. I could barely accept him verbal flirting with Jenny. But a three-minute kiss, I couldn't forgive no matter what. I coldly refused: "No." Asher frowned and lost patience: "Chloe, I said it was just a game, there's a limit to throwing a tantrum." My chest felt tight and uncomfortable, I didn't want to reply to him anymore. I called a cab by the roadside, and my phone popped up countless messages. Opening it, it turned out to be nine shirtless photos from Hayden. Hayden is my neighbor-brother. Three years ago, my family moved to the villa next to his. We both raised cats, mine is named Mochi, his is named Dumpling. Mochi and Dumpling often visited each other's houses. We added each other on WeChat because of this, to make it easier to find the cats. In the photo, Hayden lifted his shirt, taking a mirror selfie in the gym. His abs were distinct blocks, and the veins on his V-line could even be seen spreading downwards... I opened the nine shirtless photos and looked at them one by one carefully. I sighed inwardly, Hayden's abs were really well-trained. If only Asher had half his self-discipline. I wouldn't haven't even touched a man's abs until now. Just as I wanted to reply to him, he sent a message first: [Sorry, sent wrong.] Chapter 4 What, it was sent wrong? Sent wrong is sent wrong, but why send nine in a row? Nine in a row is fine, but why did it take two minutes before he realized he couldn't withdraw them and realized he sent them wrong? Scheming man. I edited a message to reply: [Did you intend to send it to your girlfriend?] Hayden: [Chloe, don't you know if I have a girlfriend?] Me: [Who knows if you're secretly dating?] Hayden: [Not dating.] Me: [Oh oh.] Hayden is three years older than me. According to my observations of him. He goes to work at the Hayden Group from Monday to Friday, and goes home to feed the cat after work. He stays at home every weekend. If he really had a girlfriend, he wouldn't stay at home every day and not go out. The car arrived, I got in, and told the driver the destination. In the car, Hayden continued to message me: [Went to celebrate your boyfriend's birthday? Are you staying home tonight?] Me: [Yeah, staying home, what's up?] Hayden: [I bought some new cat canned food, bring Mochi over to play later?] Me: [Too late, another day.] Hayden: [Your Mochi loves sleeping on my abs recently.] He also attached a photo of Mochi sleeping on his abs. Mochi really takes after its owner. It's much more promising than me. I haven't even touched abs, and it's already sleeping on a man's abs. Hayden is a cold and domineering CEO in the eyes of outsiders, but in my eyes, he is a caring neighbor-brother. Actually, Hayden is my ideal type, he's handsomer than Asher and has a better body. But alas, before I met him, I already had a boyfriend. Bewitched by the shirtless photos, I suddenly wanted to go play at Hayden's house a bit. I edited a message and sent it over: [Hayden, my boyfriend doesn't have abs, can I borrow your abs to touch?] There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, followed by a series of messages. [Chloe, what do you take me for?] [Only my future girlfriend can touch my abs.] [You already have a boyfriend, don't eat from the bowl and look at the pot.] [My family upbringing is strict, I can't be someone else's mistress.] I was wrong. I repent. I shouldn't have lusted after his abs. But isn't he a little bit at fault too? He knew I had a boyfriend, yet he sent shirtless photos to seduce me. My willpower wasn't good to begin with. I frankly admitted my mistake: [Forget it, forget it, there are plenty of such photos online, who wants yours?] After replying to this message, I exited the chat page. Went to a certain red software to search for shirtless photos. Looked around, none were as good as Hayden's. When I exited the social software and returned to the chat page. I saw Hayden sent me several messages: [Don't search online, okay?] [I'll let you touch them, okay?] [What time will you get home?] [I'm waiting for you at the door, you can touch however you want!]
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